I dun own him...There, ya happy? Anyway...I dun really have a spell check on my compy, so the grammar errors I can fix unless I see them. Oh, I dunno any of Kenshins attack names, so he's just gunna do what I say..:P ----------- Kenshin growled. He actually growled. Staring at the man as if he had been hitting on me, and now was trying to kill me. Anger had locked on Kenshin features, amusing the man before us. He could obviously read the fatigue upon Kenshin, and was confident he would win.

The man drew his sword, as did Kenshin, and they continued to study one another. The man grinned. He thought he had it won. With a burst of speed, he ran at Kenshin, aiming for his throat, to end the battle in one swing. Metal bit metal as the swords collided, sending the attacker upon his back. Kenshin grimaced, slouching slightly, setting a hand upon his forehead. A slow grin spread upon Kenshins face, and I looked into his eyes. Damn it. They had turned amber. He stood upright, and raised his sword again.

It upset him so much he had reverted to the battousai. That can't be good. Kenshin eyed the sakabatou, flipping the sword around, so the blade could actually kill the man. He was going to. He would kill the man. I could sence it.

Cat and mouse. They were playing cat and mouse. Kenshin would allow the man to come at him, and leap over him, appearing behind him, and proding him in the back with the swords tip, bewildering him. And then would back up, and repete the process. The man was beggining to look worried. Kenshin nodded, lowering the sword, waiting again for the attrack. Only this time, he did not move to get out of the way. The mans blade bit into Kenshins arm, who merely chuckled, watching his blood flow from the wound and to the ground, causing the man to back up, looking very pale. Raising the sakabatou, Kenshin made his way toward the man, the blade still showing, now slightly dull with blood that had made its way upon it. I couldn't help it. I closed my eyes, hearing a scream, and a thud, feeling the sword release my neck, and hearing the man who had held me hostage turn and run.

I allowed my eyes to open but a slit, looking at the corpse of the man, and then Kenshin, who was breathing heavily, sitting upon his knees, clutching at his head. "Kenshin?"

Blinking, he looked.up, his eyes the calm violet color. His eyes fell to his blood stained sword, and then to the man he had killed. He gave a choked cry, raising to his feet. "No.. No...What have I done?" He looked around, then turned and ran.

------------ Meep...I'd have described the death, but was feeling lazy. Other than Kenshins POV, there are two chaps to come..Read and Reveiw, please