Chapter 7: Kenshin Spills the Beans
A/N: Today is my birthday! Yay! Finally I'm 16! WOOHOO!!
Disclaimer: This 16-YEAR-OLD female doesn't own Kenshin. She can't drive either, but lets not focus on the negative.
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Kenshin lays face-down in the muck and mud Sano dropped him in. His fiery red hair is tussled and matted. Sano places his foot atop Kenshin's head. "UUURRMRUUU!" Kenshin muffles out.
It sounds suspiciously like 'ORO!'.
"Now Kenshin." Sano says, pressuring the red-head's face further into the mud. "You're going to tell me why you were with Akio." Sano lets up with the pressure on Kenshin's head, allowing him to sit up.
Kenshin spits out the mud and twigs that have collected in his mouth. "Sano, you don't understa-" Sano brutally pushes the rurouni back into the mud. "EXPLAIN!" he roars.
He lets Kenshin up again, this time the wanderer is slightly dazed and disoriented because of loss of air. Kenshin wipes the mud out of his eyes and nose. His hair is matted to his head, more brown than red now. The eyes that glare back at Sano could have nailed him to the wall, had there been one behind him.
Sano forces himself not to back away. "Sano, I would advise you to remove your foot from my head." Kenshin growls. Sano hurriedly complies. "Now!" the rurouni chirps happily, "I was with Akio and a Haruko because I was going into town for new clothes."
"After midnight? In a kimono. I'm sorry Kenshin, but I really just can't believe that." Sano starts walking towards the dojo. Kenshin stands and follows.
For a while neither of them say anything. "Sano, do you think I'm a cross- dresser?" Kenshin asks finally.
"Well...the way I see it...whatever floats your boat." Sano replies gruffly. "Just...not in front of me anymore...ok?"
"Why not?" Kenshin asks with an innocent rurouni look. Yeah, right. Innocent. Psh. Kenshin isn't the air-headed rurouni he would like everyone to think. His inner self is too calculating, too anticipatory to allow him to be.
Sano know this VERY well. 'He knows good and well why I said that.' He grumbles. "Well..ah....hm....because....you..." Sano trails off.
After walking for a few minutes, Kenshin prompts, "What about me?" "Well, you're.....in that state of dress you're..."
"I'M WHAT?!"
"Damn it Kenshin I know you know!"
"Know what?"
The rurouni tilts his head to the side, his muddy hair flops across his face. Spitting furiously, Kenshin finally purges his mouth of foreign mud.
"Know what." He says again.
"DAMN IT! YOU SHOULDN'T WEAR THAT EVER AGAIN BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO DAMN PRETTY!" Sano shouts.
'Ha, I knew it.' Kenshin thinks triumphantly. "OROROO!!!" he replies out loud.
"Sano...I'm not a cross-dresser." Kenshin bluntly states. "Then what's going on?" Sano asks. "I'm not sure. I'm sleepwalking, and then I just wake up...in these kind of clothes." Kenshin says. "Yesterday Kaoru almost caught me. Then she ended up seeing me naked." He reddens at the thought.
Sano grins. "I heard about that. I just figured it was some police job. Saitoh would SO do something like that to you." He says. Kenshin groans. "So true."
"Why are you out here in the first place though? Seriously, you couldn't have REALLY thought you could buy clothes at midnight." Sano asks. Kenshin stops walking towards the dojo. The gate is just in sight.
"Sano, I can't go back there tonight!" he stresses. "Kaoru heard me leave, and was searching for me! Sano, I love her, I can't let her see me like this." Kenshin's voice is shrill and panicked.
"Chill bud, we'll figure-wait a minute, you love her?" Sano stumbles over the realization that Kenshin has finally admitted this. To himself at least.
"Have you told Kaoru?" is his first question. Kenshin shines the lopsided rurouni grin he's famous for.
"Accidentally."
Sano claps him over the back, sending Kenshin tumbling forward into the mud...again. "Heh....forgot about that..." Sano chuckles, offering a hand to Kenshin. Kenshin takes it and they stand looking at the dojo for a few minutes.
"So, do you think I could stay with you until this sleepwalking goes away?" Kenshin asks.
"If you'll do one thing tomorrow."
Kenshin looks at him, puzzled at what Sano could want him to do. "Tomorrow, go buy a ring. I know you have a storehouse of money packed away for that very reason. Tomorrow, at least get the ring."
"OROROROROOOO!" Kenshin cries, and finds himself looking up at the turbid night sky. Kenshin suddenly remembers the bandage on his cheek. "Ugh." He wrinkles his nose as he peels the bandage away from his scar, leaving a square clean patch on his face.
Sano starts laughing uproariously over this. Kenshin grimaces and tosses the bandage at Sano. It's Kenshin's turn to laugh hysterically as Sano busts a contortionist move to avoid it. "Alright buddy this means WAR." Sano cries, reaching down and scooping a handful of stagnant mud from the moldy puddle beside him.
"KUSO! This stuff SMELLS!" he cries. The mud's odor is nearly overpowering in its strange mix of dead frog guts and sticky grimy wet dirt.
Kenshin laughs so hard he triggers an eye twitch. His left eye twitches violently, and tears run down his face. Not all of them are from the tic either. He pauses to wipe his eyes and then looks up at Sano, who is still holding the disgusting mud.
"Truce?" Kenshin opens his mouth to say, but didn't get very far as Sano's precise arm nailed him full in the mouth with the frothy mud. Kenshin gags and furiously spits out the ghastly substance. 'ALL OUT WAR!' Kenshin's mind screams.
He picks up two double handfuls of the mud on both sides of his, and through his body shaking retches, pelts it at Sano's tall spiky hair.
"NO NOT THE HAIR!" Sano shrieks, ducking barely in the nick of time. But Kenshin was ready. While Sano talks soothingly to his hair, Kenshin is slowly sneaking up behind him.
Sano looks to where Kenshin had sat. "Kenshin, you should-Kenshin?" And with that Kenshin takes the two handfuls of mud he'd accumulated after the other two and smothers Sano's face in it.
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A/N: Oh man. I actually gagged while writing that. So nasty! EW! Hehe, I wonder how this mud-fight will progress? I'm working on it lol. Fun fun fun to write. Ashes of Reality and I are finally finished with our fanfic, but we've started another one. It's not serious at ALL. Lol, the hilarity level makes MY fic pale in comparison. It's a tough thing to write in Trig. Without cracking up.
A/N: Today is my birthday! Yay! Finally I'm 16! WOOHOO!!
Disclaimer: This 16-YEAR-OLD female doesn't own Kenshin. She can't drive either, but lets not focus on the negative.
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Kenshin lays face-down in the muck and mud Sano dropped him in. His fiery red hair is tussled and matted. Sano places his foot atop Kenshin's head. "UUURRMRUUU!" Kenshin muffles out.
It sounds suspiciously like 'ORO!'.
"Now Kenshin." Sano says, pressuring the red-head's face further into the mud. "You're going to tell me why you were with Akio." Sano lets up with the pressure on Kenshin's head, allowing him to sit up.
Kenshin spits out the mud and twigs that have collected in his mouth. "Sano, you don't understa-" Sano brutally pushes the rurouni back into the mud. "EXPLAIN!" he roars.
He lets Kenshin up again, this time the wanderer is slightly dazed and disoriented because of loss of air. Kenshin wipes the mud out of his eyes and nose. His hair is matted to his head, more brown than red now. The eyes that glare back at Sano could have nailed him to the wall, had there been one behind him.
Sano forces himself not to back away. "Sano, I would advise you to remove your foot from my head." Kenshin growls. Sano hurriedly complies. "Now!" the rurouni chirps happily, "I was with Akio and a Haruko because I was going into town for new clothes."
"After midnight? In a kimono. I'm sorry Kenshin, but I really just can't believe that." Sano starts walking towards the dojo. Kenshin stands and follows.
For a while neither of them say anything. "Sano, do you think I'm a cross- dresser?" Kenshin asks finally.
"Well...the way I see it...whatever floats your boat." Sano replies gruffly. "Just...not in front of me anymore...ok?"
"Why not?" Kenshin asks with an innocent rurouni look. Yeah, right. Innocent. Psh. Kenshin isn't the air-headed rurouni he would like everyone to think. His inner self is too calculating, too anticipatory to allow him to be.
Sano know this VERY well. 'He knows good and well why I said that.' He grumbles. "Well..ah....hm....because....you..." Sano trails off.
After walking for a few minutes, Kenshin prompts, "What about me?" "Well, you're.....in that state of dress you're..."
"I'M WHAT?!"
"Damn it Kenshin I know you know!"
"Know what?"
The rurouni tilts his head to the side, his muddy hair flops across his face. Spitting furiously, Kenshin finally purges his mouth of foreign mud.
"Know what." He says again.
"DAMN IT! YOU SHOULDN'T WEAR THAT EVER AGAIN BECAUSE YOU'RE TOO DAMN PRETTY!" Sano shouts.
'Ha, I knew it.' Kenshin thinks triumphantly. "OROROO!!!" he replies out loud.
"Sano...I'm not a cross-dresser." Kenshin bluntly states. "Then what's going on?" Sano asks. "I'm not sure. I'm sleepwalking, and then I just wake up...in these kind of clothes." Kenshin says. "Yesterday Kaoru almost caught me. Then she ended up seeing me naked." He reddens at the thought.
Sano grins. "I heard about that. I just figured it was some police job. Saitoh would SO do something like that to you." He says. Kenshin groans. "So true."
"Why are you out here in the first place though? Seriously, you couldn't have REALLY thought you could buy clothes at midnight." Sano asks. Kenshin stops walking towards the dojo. The gate is just in sight.
"Sano, I can't go back there tonight!" he stresses. "Kaoru heard me leave, and was searching for me! Sano, I love her, I can't let her see me like this." Kenshin's voice is shrill and panicked.
"Chill bud, we'll figure-wait a minute, you love her?" Sano stumbles over the realization that Kenshin has finally admitted this. To himself at least.
"Have you told Kaoru?" is his first question. Kenshin shines the lopsided rurouni grin he's famous for.
"Accidentally."
Sano claps him over the back, sending Kenshin tumbling forward into the mud...again. "Heh....forgot about that..." Sano chuckles, offering a hand to Kenshin. Kenshin takes it and they stand looking at the dojo for a few minutes.
"So, do you think I could stay with you until this sleepwalking goes away?" Kenshin asks.
"If you'll do one thing tomorrow."
Kenshin looks at him, puzzled at what Sano could want him to do. "Tomorrow, go buy a ring. I know you have a storehouse of money packed away for that very reason. Tomorrow, at least get the ring."
"OROROROROOOO!" Kenshin cries, and finds himself looking up at the turbid night sky. Kenshin suddenly remembers the bandage on his cheek. "Ugh." He wrinkles his nose as he peels the bandage away from his scar, leaving a square clean patch on his face.
Sano starts laughing uproariously over this. Kenshin grimaces and tosses the bandage at Sano. It's Kenshin's turn to laugh hysterically as Sano busts a contortionist move to avoid it. "Alright buddy this means WAR." Sano cries, reaching down and scooping a handful of stagnant mud from the moldy puddle beside him.
"KUSO! This stuff SMELLS!" he cries. The mud's odor is nearly overpowering in its strange mix of dead frog guts and sticky grimy wet dirt.
Kenshin laughs so hard he triggers an eye twitch. His left eye twitches violently, and tears run down his face. Not all of them are from the tic either. He pauses to wipe his eyes and then looks up at Sano, who is still holding the disgusting mud.
"Truce?" Kenshin opens his mouth to say, but didn't get very far as Sano's precise arm nailed him full in the mouth with the frothy mud. Kenshin gags and furiously spits out the ghastly substance. 'ALL OUT WAR!' Kenshin's mind screams.
He picks up two double handfuls of the mud on both sides of his, and through his body shaking retches, pelts it at Sano's tall spiky hair.
"NO NOT THE HAIR!" Sano shrieks, ducking barely in the nick of time. But Kenshin was ready. While Sano talks soothingly to his hair, Kenshin is slowly sneaking up behind him.
Sano looks to where Kenshin had sat. "Kenshin, you should-Kenshin?" And with that Kenshin takes the two handfuls of mud he'd accumulated after the other two and smothers Sano's face in it.
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A/N: Oh man. I actually gagged while writing that. So nasty! EW! Hehe, I wonder how this mud-fight will progress? I'm working on it lol. Fun fun fun to write. Ashes of Reality and I are finally finished with our fanfic, but we've started another one. It's not serious at ALL. Lol, the hilarity level makes MY fic pale in comparison. It's a tough thing to write in Trig. Without cracking up.