Chapter 6: A Night to Forget
A/N: Thanks again all you guys that are sticking with me. It really helps, that it does! Ashes of Reality and I have been working on the final few chapters of our joint fanfic. If you like Kenshin, and you like drama and romance mixed with a little humor and a few things that don't EXACTLY follow the storyline of the prequel movie, then you might like our story. I sure do! Lol, of course I would...The name of it anyhow is "An Old Acquaintance."
Disclaimer- I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. I think I do own the general plotline of this fanfic though...maybe...c.C
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Kenshin stops sprinting about halfway to town. 'Will I can't go back there tonight, that's for sure.' He thinks. 'I'm dressed in a kimono! Oro, I need a drink.' Kenshin stops. 'I bet there are some shops around that have some decent clothes. I needed some new ones anyhow.'
Walking with a new objective, Kenshin is even able to forget that he's wearing a kimono. Well, he WOULD forget if he didn't have to take such tiny steps! 'How did I manage to sprint in this?!' Kenshin wonders.
Kenshin feels the men's presence before he actually sees them. 'Oro...I'd better find somewhere to hide' Kenshin looks around frantically, searching for a decent hiding spot. 'Ah, there the alley!' Kenshin turns and heads for the alley.
He pauses at the entrance. 'Go Kenshin! Before they se-'
"Oi Little lady! Why don't you come walk with us, eh?" the taller of the men calls. He's obviously trashed out of his mind, and going back for more. His shorter companion is sober.
Kenshin examines the taller man's features. His high cheekbones and dark hair are barely visible in the shadows they're standing in. Kenshin doesn't think he knows them personally.
The shorter is more sturdy, with more muscles and body tone. 'Not one I'd want to fist-fight with.....' Kenshin notes. "Miss?" the shorter asks. Kenshin is startled out of his reverie. Wait.....miss? They think he's a woman?!
"Ororooo....." Kenshin quietly admonishes. He never thought they'd think he was female!
'My scar!' he thinks instantly. If he's not careful these men will recognize him as Battousai. Which he is definitely NOT right now.
"Miss?" The short man repeats, watching Kenshin think. Stepping a little more towards the light from the street lamp, Kenshin places his left hand on his left cheek, effectively covering the scar and appearing distressed at the same time.
He works up as innocent a look as he can pretend. Slowly he turns around. "Oh dear me, I seem to be lost...." Kenshin inwardly blinks in astonishment. Who knew he could do such a believable impression of the female voice?
'If it wasn't me standing here in the kimono, I'd sure think I was a girl.' He thinks. The voice that had founded itself in Kenshin had been silky yet rough; soft and yet hard; slightly seductive and still innocent.
The two men catch onto this very quickly, their eyes moving from Kenshin's purple socks, (Evidently Kaoru's socks just weren't good enough.) up the jade green kimono and white obi, taking in his loosed red hair and violet eyes. His hand remained on his cheek.
'I wonder how they would react if they found out I was really a man?' Kenshin grins broadly.
"Huhuhu....." the men chuckle stupidly, eyes attached to Kenshin's "womanly" figure. "Why don't you come with us?" the taller man suggests, only slightly slurring the words. "You wouldn't happen to have a bandage on you would you?" he asks the shorter man. "And you've not told me your names....."
"You know, I do actually have a bandage." the shorter man replied. "I'm a student doctor from Kyoto. My name is Akio. My companion here is Haruko." He gestures to the swaying man. "Hi.....hehe." Haruko giggles. "You're pretty.."
Kenshin reddens. "Aw look Akio, she blushes an' everything!" Akio rolls his eye and hands Kenshin the bandage. "Here you go."
Kenshin take it, and turns his back to position it on his left cheek. It covers the scar....barely. The color of the bandage is so near Kenshin's natural skin color that it is unnoticeable unless you look for it. From a distance, it would look like the immaculate skin of a dainty female.
Now Kenshin could walk among the locals without the fear that they would recognize him. Stepping into the light, Kenshin gestures towards town. "Akio, Haruko, would you do me the honor of being my escorts for the night?" He asks flirtatiously.
No matter if he IS the legendary Battousai, he's going to need some protection from common thugs. He is after all, wearing a kimono. In all appearances he is female. Holding out both arms so the men could take them, Kenshin is escorted to town.
Akio pulls Kenshin's arm. "This way." He says persuasively. 'Uh oh....' Kenshin thinks. "Ok!" he replies. He has these men thinking he's positively ditsy. Akio leads him and Haruko into a bar. "ALCOHOL!" Kenshin shrieks delightedly.
Akio watches with interest as Kenshin runs (Well actually more like walks slightly faster.) towards the sake bar. "Hey hey whoa! TOO MUCH!" Akio rushes forward to stop Kenshin, who is in the process of draining an entire bottle of sake.
"Hehehe*HIC*hehehe....." Kenshin giggles.
"Aw man. Now I've got a trashed female in my company also." Akio groans. "What next?" "AKIO!" comes a loud voice from the back of the bar. "I had to ask." Akio looks to the ceiling. "Why? What have I done to deserve this?"
Sano strides openly to the sake bar. "Akio! Long time no see! How's the family? More specific, how's the sister?" Akio sighs. "Sano, you know that Yushi will never go out with you." Sano's face falls.
He looks dejectedly to the bar, where a giggling Kenshin lays. "OH! And who might I ask is THIS lovely lady?" "Uh...actually, I don't know." Akio replies. "Oh HO, a one night stand for Akio the impersonal?" Sano's eyes twinkle with delight. "No, we found her out by Atsaku's, wandering about lost like the little ditz she is."
"Hey....I'm not ditz." Kenshin slurs out. "Uh huh." Sano's eyes twinkle, but this time not from humor at Akio's expense. 'This girl looks an awful lot like Kenshin. Wonder if she's his sister.' Sano thinks.
Grinning he examines the Kenshin now lying in his lap. "Oh well...." Sano then thinks of the possibility that it IS Kenshin's sister. And if he slept with her....Kuso, he could already imagine the angry golden stare, those damned piercing eyes of his.
Sano looks down to find himself peering into those exact same eyes. It is that moment that something in him recognizes his friend, though not a part of him that can actually tell another part. Sano shudders, and pushes Kenshin off his lap.
The angry Battousai in a kimono flops to the floor. "Kuso, you look exactly like Kenshin." Sano curses. At the mention of his name, Battousai freezes. 'Ok Kenshin, get it together, you're still wearing a kimono.' He thinks. He smiles sweetly, hoping his eyes haven't gone amber.
Sano tries to look away from those strangely familiar violet eyes, but finds himself entranced. 'Oh kami-sama, I hope this doesn't mean Sano is attracted to me as KENSHIN.' Kenshin rolls his eyes.
Sano tries to follow the path of those eyes, and ends up on the floor beside Kenshin. "I know what I'll do! I'll bring her back to the dojo! Kenshin'll be so happy!" And with that Sano scoops Kenshin up against his will and, shouldering him like a sack, hurries off towards the dojo.
"NO!" Kenshin cries, almost forgetting to disguise his voice. As Sano runs closer and closer to the dojo, Kenshin has no choice. "Sano stop!" he says, using his real voice. Sano stops immediately, dropping Kenshin on the ground. "Kuso Kenshin, what do you think you're doing?!" Sano cries.
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A/N: Oopsie....Kenshin's in trouble now! Sorry it's taking me so long.I'll try to go faster!
A/N: Thanks again all you guys that are sticking with me. It really helps, that it does! Ashes of Reality and I have been working on the final few chapters of our joint fanfic. If you like Kenshin, and you like drama and romance mixed with a little humor and a few things that don't EXACTLY follow the storyline of the prequel movie, then you might like our story. I sure do! Lol, of course I would...The name of it anyhow is "An Old Acquaintance."
Disclaimer- I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. I think I do own the general plotline of this fanfic though...maybe...c.C
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Kenshin stops sprinting about halfway to town. 'Will I can't go back there tonight, that's for sure.' He thinks. 'I'm dressed in a kimono! Oro, I need a drink.' Kenshin stops. 'I bet there are some shops around that have some decent clothes. I needed some new ones anyhow.'
Walking with a new objective, Kenshin is even able to forget that he's wearing a kimono. Well, he WOULD forget if he didn't have to take such tiny steps! 'How did I manage to sprint in this?!' Kenshin wonders.
Kenshin feels the men's presence before he actually sees them. 'Oro...I'd better find somewhere to hide' Kenshin looks around frantically, searching for a decent hiding spot. 'Ah, there the alley!' Kenshin turns and heads for the alley.
He pauses at the entrance. 'Go Kenshin! Before they se-'
"Oi Little lady! Why don't you come walk with us, eh?" the taller of the men calls. He's obviously trashed out of his mind, and going back for more. His shorter companion is sober.
Kenshin examines the taller man's features. His high cheekbones and dark hair are barely visible in the shadows they're standing in. Kenshin doesn't think he knows them personally.
The shorter is more sturdy, with more muscles and body tone. 'Not one I'd want to fist-fight with.....' Kenshin notes. "Miss?" the shorter asks. Kenshin is startled out of his reverie. Wait.....miss? They think he's a woman?!
"Ororooo....." Kenshin quietly admonishes. He never thought they'd think he was female!
'My scar!' he thinks instantly. If he's not careful these men will recognize him as Battousai. Which he is definitely NOT right now.
"Miss?" The short man repeats, watching Kenshin think. Stepping a little more towards the light from the street lamp, Kenshin places his left hand on his left cheek, effectively covering the scar and appearing distressed at the same time.
He works up as innocent a look as he can pretend. Slowly he turns around. "Oh dear me, I seem to be lost...." Kenshin inwardly blinks in astonishment. Who knew he could do such a believable impression of the female voice?
'If it wasn't me standing here in the kimono, I'd sure think I was a girl.' He thinks. The voice that had founded itself in Kenshin had been silky yet rough; soft and yet hard; slightly seductive and still innocent.
The two men catch onto this very quickly, their eyes moving from Kenshin's purple socks, (Evidently Kaoru's socks just weren't good enough.) up the jade green kimono and white obi, taking in his loosed red hair and violet eyes. His hand remained on his cheek.
'I wonder how they would react if they found out I was really a man?' Kenshin grins broadly.
"Huhuhu....." the men chuckle stupidly, eyes attached to Kenshin's "womanly" figure. "Why don't you come with us?" the taller man suggests, only slightly slurring the words. "You wouldn't happen to have a bandage on you would you?" he asks the shorter man. "And you've not told me your names....."
"You know, I do actually have a bandage." the shorter man replied. "I'm a student doctor from Kyoto. My name is Akio. My companion here is Haruko." He gestures to the swaying man. "Hi.....hehe." Haruko giggles. "You're pretty.."
Kenshin reddens. "Aw look Akio, she blushes an' everything!" Akio rolls his eye and hands Kenshin the bandage. "Here you go."
Kenshin take it, and turns his back to position it on his left cheek. It covers the scar....barely. The color of the bandage is so near Kenshin's natural skin color that it is unnoticeable unless you look for it. From a distance, it would look like the immaculate skin of a dainty female.
Now Kenshin could walk among the locals without the fear that they would recognize him. Stepping into the light, Kenshin gestures towards town. "Akio, Haruko, would you do me the honor of being my escorts for the night?" He asks flirtatiously.
No matter if he IS the legendary Battousai, he's going to need some protection from common thugs. He is after all, wearing a kimono. In all appearances he is female. Holding out both arms so the men could take them, Kenshin is escorted to town.
Akio pulls Kenshin's arm. "This way." He says persuasively. 'Uh oh....' Kenshin thinks. "Ok!" he replies. He has these men thinking he's positively ditsy. Akio leads him and Haruko into a bar. "ALCOHOL!" Kenshin shrieks delightedly.
Akio watches with interest as Kenshin runs (Well actually more like walks slightly faster.) towards the sake bar. "Hey hey whoa! TOO MUCH!" Akio rushes forward to stop Kenshin, who is in the process of draining an entire bottle of sake.
"Hehehe*HIC*hehehe....." Kenshin giggles.
"Aw man. Now I've got a trashed female in my company also." Akio groans. "What next?" "AKIO!" comes a loud voice from the back of the bar. "I had to ask." Akio looks to the ceiling. "Why? What have I done to deserve this?"
Sano strides openly to the sake bar. "Akio! Long time no see! How's the family? More specific, how's the sister?" Akio sighs. "Sano, you know that Yushi will never go out with you." Sano's face falls.
He looks dejectedly to the bar, where a giggling Kenshin lays. "OH! And who might I ask is THIS lovely lady?" "Uh...actually, I don't know." Akio replies. "Oh HO, a one night stand for Akio the impersonal?" Sano's eyes twinkle with delight. "No, we found her out by Atsaku's, wandering about lost like the little ditz she is."
"Hey....I'm not ditz." Kenshin slurs out. "Uh huh." Sano's eyes twinkle, but this time not from humor at Akio's expense. 'This girl looks an awful lot like Kenshin. Wonder if she's his sister.' Sano thinks.
Grinning he examines the Kenshin now lying in his lap. "Oh well...." Sano then thinks of the possibility that it IS Kenshin's sister. And if he slept with her....Kuso, he could already imagine the angry golden stare, those damned piercing eyes of his.
Sano looks down to find himself peering into those exact same eyes. It is that moment that something in him recognizes his friend, though not a part of him that can actually tell another part. Sano shudders, and pushes Kenshin off his lap.
The angry Battousai in a kimono flops to the floor. "Kuso, you look exactly like Kenshin." Sano curses. At the mention of his name, Battousai freezes. 'Ok Kenshin, get it together, you're still wearing a kimono.' He thinks. He smiles sweetly, hoping his eyes haven't gone amber.
Sano tries to look away from those strangely familiar violet eyes, but finds himself entranced. 'Oh kami-sama, I hope this doesn't mean Sano is attracted to me as KENSHIN.' Kenshin rolls his eyes.
Sano tries to follow the path of those eyes, and ends up on the floor beside Kenshin. "I know what I'll do! I'll bring her back to the dojo! Kenshin'll be so happy!" And with that Sano scoops Kenshin up against his will and, shouldering him like a sack, hurries off towards the dojo.
"NO!" Kenshin cries, almost forgetting to disguise his voice. As Sano runs closer and closer to the dojo, Kenshin has no choice. "Sano stop!" he says, using his real voice. Sano stops immediately, dropping Kenshin on the ground. "Kuso Kenshin, what do you think you're doing?!" Sano cries.
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A/N: Oopsie....Kenshin's in trouble now! Sorry it's taking me so long.I'll try to go faster!