Lost Relatives
A: Hey everyone. Welcome to Lost Relatives!
J: It's a story of epic proportions.
Sanosuke: It's a what?
A: Anyway, this is our first fan fiction that we've written together, J and I that is.
J: Writin' it and lovin' the fame. Not to mention hanging out with Kenshin.
A: And Sanosuke.
Sanosuke: Yeah, don't forget about me.
Kenshin: How could she? It's kind of hard not to.
A: Anyway, we need someone to read the disclaimer. ^looks at Kenshin^
Kenshin: Oh no, I'm not doin' it, that I'm not. ^runs off as fast as he can^
J: Kenshin wait!
A: Oh well, Sanosuke, will you do honors?
Sanosuke: I guess. A & J do not own Rurouni Kenshin. Nobuhiro Watsuki does. There, happy?
A: Yes Sano, thank you.
J: I think Kenshin's back.
Kenshin: ^walks into room^ Is it said?
A: Yes, the evil disclaimer has been said.
J: And now, onto the story.
Ch. 1 Meeting at the Dojo
It was a sunny day in Tokyo, 1867. Along a road not far from the Kamiya dojo, two teenage girls were traveling together.
One had light brown hair that fell to her shoulders, which was tied in a loose ponytail. Her eyes were a green-hazel color, and she carried a carefree expression. She also wore a purple kimono that you'd expect to find on a boy, and a small sword was hung on her back.
The other had reddish blonde hair held back in an untidy ponytail. Her outfit was a black, martial art uniform with a white belt. A hawk/raven hybrid sat on her shoulder. A pair of num chucks were hidden away in a pocket on her uniform, but were easily accessible to the girl. She also went bare foot.
"So you seriously don't remember what Sanosuke looks like Nami?" the first girl asked.
"No Izumi," the second girl in the black answered rather sharply.
"But he's your cousin Nami," Izumi protested.
"I do NOT remember what Sano looks like!" Nami exclaimed.
"Well," Izumi began again, "it's kinda hard not to remember what Kenshin looks like. He is my dad 'n' all."
"ADOPTED dad," Nami corrected dramatically.
"Whatever," Izumi added. "Who cares? Anyway, we've arrived at the dojo."
The girls looked up at the gate.
"You knock Nami," Izumi finished.
"No!" Nami shouted. "It was your idea to make this trip."
Izumi looked over at her oddly.
"Technically you AGREED to come with me," she pointed out.
"I said I would SEE Sano, not TALK to him," Nami replied. "Remember that?"
Izumi grudgingly knocked three times. 'I'm going to kill you' she mouthed to Nami. 'Yeah right' Nami mouthed back. A woman in a colorful kimono with black hair with a pink bow in it, opened the entrance to the dojo. This, of course, was Ms. Kaoru.
"Hey," Nami greeted half faking it.
"Can I help you?" Ms. Kaoru wondered.
"Uh, yeah," Izumi said. "We're here to see Sanosuke Sagara and Kenshin Himura."
Kaoru stared at them with a nervous expression.
"You're not here to kill them are you?" she whispered.
"NO! NO! HECK NO!" Izumi exclaimed. "It's not THAT at all!"
"It's a little more personal than that," Nami explained. "Then again, it's not that kind of personal either."
Ms. Kaoru started to seem a little more relaxed.
"Why certainly," she noted. "Follow me."
Izumi took a great big sigh of relief.
Kaoru lead them inside the Kamiza dojo. Kenshin was knelt down doing the laundry as usual, and Sano was kicked back, chilling out on the porch, talking to Kenshin as expected. The doctor's two little granddaughters were there also, and they were chasing a small ball around the building. Yahiko was busily practicing sword techniques a good distance away, and Megumi, at this point, was nowhere in sight.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, Izumi thought when she saw Kenshin, IT'S HIM, IT'S PAPA.
"So THAT'S what Sano looks like," Nami mumbled to herself. "I think I'm gonna kill Izumi for hitting me on the head like that."
"What are your names girls?" Kaoru asked.
Suddenly, the little girls' ball flew over and smacked Kenshin right in the back of the head.
"Ow!" he cried out. "Where'd that come from?"
"Wow, those girls really hit that hard, didn't they?" Sanosuke piped up.
"Uncle Kenny! Uncle Kenny, are you okay?" the two girls cried in unison as they ran over to Kenshin.
That's when Kenshin and Sano noticed Izumi and Nami.
"Who are you two?" Sano wondered out load.
"My name is Izumi Himura," Izumi started off. "I'm Kenshin's adopted daughter."
Kenshin couldn't believe his ears.
HOW COULD THIS BE? he thought, I WASN'T EXPECTING HER TO FIND ME.
"MY name is Nami Sargeza," Nami cut in. "I'm Sanosuke's cousin, twice removed on his father's side."
There was a long silence.
"I'm just KIDDING!" Nami added. "But I am his cousin on his father's side."
Now it was Sano's turn to be surprised.
"I remember you," he said. "You're that little twerp of my aunt's."
"I am NOT a twerp!" Nami protested. "And I would've remembered you if SOMEBODY hadn't hit me upside the head with a sword!"
She was of course referring to an incident with Izumi.
Kenshin and Sano began to look confused.
"If you hadn't made that RUDE comment about MY dad," Izumi snapped back.
"Well if YOU hadn't brought up the Battôsai to start out with," Nami growled.
"NAMI! How many times have I TOLD you NOT to call him THAT!" Izumi yelled.
"Girls," Kenshin interrupted. "There's no need to fight over this."
Nami mumbled something foul to herself and that was the end of it.
For the longest time, the four of them stood there in silence examining watch other, not sure what to say. Finally, Izumi broke the silence.
"P-papa?" she stuttered. "Is that you?"
Kenshin didn't answer; he just stood there, confused and horrified.
"Would somebody please fill me in?" Sano spoke up. "Kenshin, how do you know her?"
Once again, he didn't reply, it was Izumi who answered.
Twelve years earlier.
Kenshin walked tirelessly along the path of a river by Kyoto. He was obviously in his late teens, and he appeared to be leaving. The scabbard of his reverse blade sword hung at his waist. He also appeared to be in a hurry as well. Suddenly the cries of a baby rose up from the trees. Kenshin ignored it and walked faster. As he walked, it got louder. Finally, he turned back to find a small girl about two years old.
"All right little on," he said, picking her up. "I'm daddy."
"Daddy," she repeated happily.
"You're safe now, um," he went on, trying to think of a name.
He looked out at the white waters of the river.
"Izumi," he finished. "Izumi Himura."
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
A NAME THAT MEANS WHITE WATERS, he thought, IT'LL BE PERFECT FOR HER.
"Wow," said Sanosuke. "I never knew that you had a daughter Kenshin."
Kenshin didn't look terribly thrilled, and for some odd reason this ate away at Izumi. As a matter of fact, he seemed more appalled at her arrival.
"I kept the reverse blade sword you gave me," Izumi replied, pulling it off her back.
"Have you been taking care of it?" Kenshin wondered.
"You have NO idea!" Nami piped up. "Every time we stop CLEAN, CLEAN, CLEAN. Every time she should be sleeping CLEAN, CLEAN, CLEAN. I'm shocked the thing hasn't become a pile of dust yet!"
Kenshin smiled when he heard this.
"Papa," said Izumi. "I was wondering if you'd teach me the Hiten- Mitswirugi swordsmanship like you promised me all those years ago."
"So what weapon do you have Nami?" Sano asked while Izumi and Kenshin talked.
"I use nun chucks," Nami answered. "I hate sharp things and I can't handle anything heavy."
"I did promise you, didn't I?" Kenshin said to Izumi. "Alright."
Izumi looked relieved.
"Everyone! It's time for dinner!" Kaoru called suddenly. "Come and get it if you're hungry!"
"Yessssss," Izumi and Nami rang off in unison.
"Whattya mean Kenshin's teaching her?!" Yahiko yelled. "He told ME he wasn't gonna do that!"
"Well, he is," Sano added from the other end of the table. "Though it."
Yahiko glared sharply at Izumi.
"Hey Sanosuke," Nami cut in. "Do ya mind reminding me how to use my nun chucks?"
"Sure," he agreed. "I don't mind."
"I remember some of it, but I'm a little rusty," Nami explained.
Everyone there enjoyed the rest of the night as dinner was being wrapped up. Little did they know that fate had more in store for them.
A: ^looks at fingers, which are on fire^ Man, I can't believe I finished that
J: Well, get used to it 'cause there's still a lot more to come
Sanosuke: A, that looks painful
A: Believe me it is
Kenshin: Hopefully your fingers will recover for the next chapter; I'm excitedly awaiting Chapter 2, that I am
A: ^blows on fingers^ We'll see. J, how come you got the easy job of just WRITING the story?
J: We agreed on it, and besides, it was my idea in the first place
Sanosuke: Oh well, anyway, please review
Kenshin: We all like reviews
A: Flames are okay, I guess
All together: We do care what you do, just review
A: Hey, we're poets and we didn't know it
Sanosuke: What do you mean by that?
A: __ Never mind.
A: Hey everyone. Welcome to Lost Relatives!
J: It's a story of epic proportions.
Sanosuke: It's a what?
A: Anyway, this is our first fan fiction that we've written together, J and I that is.
J: Writin' it and lovin' the fame. Not to mention hanging out with Kenshin.
A: And Sanosuke.
Sanosuke: Yeah, don't forget about me.
Kenshin: How could she? It's kind of hard not to.
A: Anyway, we need someone to read the disclaimer. ^looks at Kenshin^
Kenshin: Oh no, I'm not doin' it, that I'm not. ^runs off as fast as he can^
J: Kenshin wait!
A: Oh well, Sanosuke, will you do honors?
Sanosuke: I guess. A & J do not own Rurouni Kenshin. Nobuhiro Watsuki does. There, happy?
A: Yes Sano, thank you.
J: I think Kenshin's back.
Kenshin: ^walks into room^ Is it said?
A: Yes, the evil disclaimer has been said.
J: And now, onto the story.
Ch. 1 Meeting at the Dojo
It was a sunny day in Tokyo, 1867. Along a road not far from the Kamiya dojo, two teenage girls were traveling together.
One had light brown hair that fell to her shoulders, which was tied in a loose ponytail. Her eyes were a green-hazel color, and she carried a carefree expression. She also wore a purple kimono that you'd expect to find on a boy, and a small sword was hung on her back.
The other had reddish blonde hair held back in an untidy ponytail. Her outfit was a black, martial art uniform with a white belt. A hawk/raven hybrid sat on her shoulder. A pair of num chucks were hidden away in a pocket on her uniform, but were easily accessible to the girl. She also went bare foot.
"So you seriously don't remember what Sanosuke looks like Nami?" the first girl asked.
"No Izumi," the second girl in the black answered rather sharply.
"But he's your cousin Nami," Izumi protested.
"I do NOT remember what Sano looks like!" Nami exclaimed.
"Well," Izumi began again, "it's kinda hard not to remember what Kenshin looks like. He is my dad 'n' all."
"ADOPTED dad," Nami corrected dramatically.
"Whatever," Izumi added. "Who cares? Anyway, we've arrived at the dojo."
The girls looked up at the gate.
"You knock Nami," Izumi finished.
"No!" Nami shouted. "It was your idea to make this trip."
Izumi looked over at her oddly.
"Technically you AGREED to come with me," she pointed out.
"I said I would SEE Sano, not TALK to him," Nami replied. "Remember that?"
Izumi grudgingly knocked three times. 'I'm going to kill you' she mouthed to Nami. 'Yeah right' Nami mouthed back. A woman in a colorful kimono with black hair with a pink bow in it, opened the entrance to the dojo. This, of course, was Ms. Kaoru.
"Hey," Nami greeted half faking it.
"Can I help you?" Ms. Kaoru wondered.
"Uh, yeah," Izumi said. "We're here to see Sanosuke Sagara and Kenshin Himura."
Kaoru stared at them with a nervous expression.
"You're not here to kill them are you?" she whispered.
"NO! NO! HECK NO!" Izumi exclaimed. "It's not THAT at all!"
"It's a little more personal than that," Nami explained. "Then again, it's not that kind of personal either."
Ms. Kaoru started to seem a little more relaxed.
"Why certainly," she noted. "Follow me."
Izumi took a great big sigh of relief.
Kaoru lead them inside the Kamiza dojo. Kenshin was knelt down doing the laundry as usual, and Sano was kicked back, chilling out on the porch, talking to Kenshin as expected. The doctor's two little granddaughters were there also, and they were chasing a small ball around the building. Yahiko was busily practicing sword techniques a good distance away, and Megumi, at this point, was nowhere in sight.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT, Izumi thought when she saw Kenshin, IT'S HIM, IT'S PAPA.
"So THAT'S what Sano looks like," Nami mumbled to herself. "I think I'm gonna kill Izumi for hitting me on the head like that."
"What are your names girls?" Kaoru asked.
Suddenly, the little girls' ball flew over and smacked Kenshin right in the back of the head.
"Ow!" he cried out. "Where'd that come from?"
"Wow, those girls really hit that hard, didn't they?" Sanosuke piped up.
"Uncle Kenny! Uncle Kenny, are you okay?" the two girls cried in unison as they ran over to Kenshin.
That's when Kenshin and Sano noticed Izumi and Nami.
"Who are you two?" Sano wondered out load.
"My name is Izumi Himura," Izumi started off. "I'm Kenshin's adopted daughter."
Kenshin couldn't believe his ears.
HOW COULD THIS BE? he thought, I WASN'T EXPECTING HER TO FIND ME.
"MY name is Nami Sargeza," Nami cut in. "I'm Sanosuke's cousin, twice removed on his father's side."
There was a long silence.
"I'm just KIDDING!" Nami added. "But I am his cousin on his father's side."
Now it was Sano's turn to be surprised.
"I remember you," he said. "You're that little twerp of my aunt's."
"I am NOT a twerp!" Nami protested. "And I would've remembered you if SOMEBODY hadn't hit me upside the head with a sword!"
She was of course referring to an incident with Izumi.
Kenshin and Sano began to look confused.
"If you hadn't made that RUDE comment about MY dad," Izumi snapped back.
"Well if YOU hadn't brought up the Battôsai to start out with," Nami growled.
"NAMI! How many times have I TOLD you NOT to call him THAT!" Izumi yelled.
"Girls," Kenshin interrupted. "There's no need to fight over this."
Nami mumbled something foul to herself and that was the end of it.
For the longest time, the four of them stood there in silence examining watch other, not sure what to say. Finally, Izumi broke the silence.
"P-papa?" she stuttered. "Is that you?"
Kenshin didn't answer; he just stood there, confused and horrified.
"Would somebody please fill me in?" Sano spoke up. "Kenshin, how do you know her?"
Once again, he didn't reply, it was Izumi who answered.
Twelve years earlier.
Kenshin walked tirelessly along the path of a river by Kyoto. He was obviously in his late teens, and he appeared to be leaving. The scabbard of his reverse blade sword hung at his waist. He also appeared to be in a hurry as well. Suddenly the cries of a baby rose up from the trees. Kenshin ignored it and walked faster. As he walked, it got louder. Finally, he turned back to find a small girl about two years old.
"All right little on," he said, picking her up. "I'm daddy."
"Daddy," she repeated happily.
"You're safe now, um," he went on, trying to think of a name.
He looked out at the white waters of the river.
"Izumi," he finished. "Izumi Himura."
She wrapped her arms around his neck.
A NAME THAT MEANS WHITE WATERS, he thought, IT'LL BE PERFECT FOR HER.
"Wow," said Sanosuke. "I never knew that you had a daughter Kenshin."
Kenshin didn't look terribly thrilled, and for some odd reason this ate away at Izumi. As a matter of fact, he seemed more appalled at her arrival.
"I kept the reverse blade sword you gave me," Izumi replied, pulling it off her back.
"Have you been taking care of it?" Kenshin wondered.
"You have NO idea!" Nami piped up. "Every time we stop CLEAN, CLEAN, CLEAN. Every time she should be sleeping CLEAN, CLEAN, CLEAN. I'm shocked the thing hasn't become a pile of dust yet!"
Kenshin smiled when he heard this.
"Papa," said Izumi. "I was wondering if you'd teach me the Hiten- Mitswirugi swordsmanship like you promised me all those years ago."
"So what weapon do you have Nami?" Sano asked while Izumi and Kenshin talked.
"I use nun chucks," Nami answered. "I hate sharp things and I can't handle anything heavy."
"I did promise you, didn't I?" Kenshin said to Izumi. "Alright."
Izumi looked relieved.
"Everyone! It's time for dinner!" Kaoru called suddenly. "Come and get it if you're hungry!"
"Yessssss," Izumi and Nami rang off in unison.
"Whattya mean Kenshin's teaching her?!" Yahiko yelled. "He told ME he wasn't gonna do that!"
"Well, he is," Sano added from the other end of the table. "Though it."
Yahiko glared sharply at Izumi.
"Hey Sanosuke," Nami cut in. "Do ya mind reminding me how to use my nun chucks?"
"Sure," he agreed. "I don't mind."
"I remember some of it, but I'm a little rusty," Nami explained.
Everyone there enjoyed the rest of the night as dinner was being wrapped up. Little did they know that fate had more in store for them.
A: ^looks at fingers, which are on fire^ Man, I can't believe I finished that
J: Well, get used to it 'cause there's still a lot more to come
Sanosuke: A, that looks painful
A: Believe me it is
Kenshin: Hopefully your fingers will recover for the next chapter; I'm excitedly awaiting Chapter 2, that I am
A: ^blows on fingers^ We'll see. J, how come you got the easy job of just WRITING the story?
J: We agreed on it, and besides, it was my idea in the first place
Sanosuke: Oh well, anyway, please review
Kenshin: We all like reviews
A: Flames are okay, I guess
All together: We do care what you do, just review
A: Hey, we're poets and we didn't know it
Sanosuke: What do you mean by that?
A: __ Never mind.