Ch 2
Shinta awoke to the bumping of the wagon, and realized that they had won, and he had lost his brother.
He couldn't cry though.
As much as he wanted to.
The tears just wouldn't come.
He just sat and stared at the floor of the rocking wagon, for hours.
And then, rather abruptly, the wagons stopped.
That stupid, perky girl popped her head in the wagon, and said, "Hey! Shinta! I see you're awake! Do you want to some supper?"
Shinta didn't say a word, he just turned his head.
The little girl didn't know what to make of this, so she just walked away.
"Mommy! He won't talk to me!"
"It's okay sweetie, give him some time, he thinks we took him away from his brother to hurt him. But when we go back, and his brother is all better then he'll see, he was wrong."
"OK!"
And with that the little girl cheerfully skipped away, to eat supper.
Shinta was like that, for the next 2 days, then the third day, when the girl came in with a warm bowl of soup, Shinta couldn't resist.
"He grabbed the bowl of soup, and he drank it all down, in 3 gulps!"
"That's good sweetie, keep trying, I'm sure you'll get him to talk to you soon!"
It was another 3 days before Shinta would come out of the wagon and eat with everyone else.
And when he did, he still wouldn't talk.
"Hey! I've never seen you before! What's your name?" A curious little boy asked.
Shinta didn't say a word.
"He doesn't talk." The little girl said.
"Oh."
And with that the little boy went on to talk to the other boys.
They were normal, and they talked.
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Every night Shinta would go back to his wagon.
Every night he would remember his older brothers words.
"Pray Shinta, you must pray."
And Shinta prayed.
Every night, he would bow his little head, and pray with all his might:
"Please, if there is a god out there, please let all this suffering end, please let me find my brother, and my mother again. Thanks."
It seemed as though nothing happened though.
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Then one day, Shinta just couldn't stand it any more.
When the little girl came in to get him in the morning, he was gone.
They had begun to trust that he would know he shouldn't leave the wagon.
They were wrong.
He had left in the middle of the night.
They immediately sent out people to look for him.
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The little girl, who had come to know him, sort of, in the past weeks, begged to go with her big brothers, and uncles (who weren't really related to her at all, she just liked calling them that). And to her surprise she was allowed to go.
It was hard for her to keep up with all those big tall men, but she did rather well.
She had been allowed to wear boy's clothes for the first time in her life, so she could move easier.
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They finally caught up with Shinta a few days later.
"He moves fast for a little bugger"
One of the men commented.
Too fast.
Right when they were about to catch up to him, a man all dressed in black grabbed him from behind.
To his credit Shinta put up a good fight, throwing in a few little punches of his own.
He fought as hard as any little 6 year old can be expected to in that situation.
Just as Shinta was being carried away, the little girl ran up into the clearing, and yelled
"Shinta!!!!! Come home!!!"
And all Shinta could do was yell, "Megumi!" Before his mouth was covered by a colossal hand of the man who was carrying him away.
"Shinta!" Megumi cried, as she started to run toward him.
"NO!" Said one of the men, "we don't need to loose you too little missy"
"Shinta!"
The two struggling children were dragged away from each other.
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Megumi was very quiet for weeks after, and when they finally got back to see if Sojiro had gotten any better they found he had made a full recovery, and was wondering where his little brother was.
They had to tell him the bad news.
He was heart broken.
He decided to go with them, up till the point where they had lost his little brother. Then he would go and look for him.
Shinta meanwhile, was not having a pleasant time.
Slavers had captured him, and, he thought, he might as well be dead.
However, he started talking now.
It was as if that first shout had opened up all he had wanted to say.
He told all to an older black haired boy name Souzou.
Souzou listened to Shinta, and he seemed to be the only one there who hadn't lost hope.
He always had a smile for little Shinta.
That was what made living with the rest of the depressed slaves bearable.
And then, Shinta's happy bubble of life burst, Souzou was sold off, at a farming community. He was gone. It seemed to Shinta that everyone he ever grew attached to always left.
And so, life went on.
Shinta didn't get sold for a long time, because he was so little, and weak looking.
Eventually he was sold to another bunch of slavers.
But these people were different.
It was more as if they had adopted Shinta.
Shinta spent many a happy, busy day traveling with them, and playing with their older son Makoto.
But still, even though Shinta had all these wonderful people taking care of him, still every night he would pray that his family would be put back together.
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So if you happen to know more than I do, and would like to point out some things, I would greatly appreciate it! Although. it won't change the story at all.
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Shinta awoke to the bumping of the wagon, and realized that they had won, and he had lost his brother.
He couldn't cry though.
As much as he wanted to.
The tears just wouldn't come.
He just sat and stared at the floor of the rocking wagon, for hours.
And then, rather abruptly, the wagons stopped.
That stupid, perky girl popped her head in the wagon, and said, "Hey! Shinta! I see you're awake! Do you want to some supper?"
Shinta didn't say a word, he just turned his head.
The little girl didn't know what to make of this, so she just walked away.
"Mommy! He won't talk to me!"
"It's okay sweetie, give him some time, he thinks we took him away from his brother to hurt him. But when we go back, and his brother is all better then he'll see, he was wrong."
"OK!"
And with that the little girl cheerfully skipped away, to eat supper.
Shinta was like that, for the next 2 days, then the third day, when the girl came in with a warm bowl of soup, Shinta couldn't resist.
"He grabbed the bowl of soup, and he drank it all down, in 3 gulps!"
"That's good sweetie, keep trying, I'm sure you'll get him to talk to you soon!"
It was another 3 days before Shinta would come out of the wagon and eat with everyone else.
And when he did, he still wouldn't talk.
"Hey! I've never seen you before! What's your name?" A curious little boy asked.
Shinta didn't say a word.
"He doesn't talk." The little girl said.
"Oh."
And with that the little boy went on to talk to the other boys.
They were normal, and they talked.
*************************************************************************** ********
Every night Shinta would go back to his wagon.
Every night he would remember his older brothers words.
"Pray Shinta, you must pray."
And Shinta prayed.
Every night, he would bow his little head, and pray with all his might:
"Please, if there is a god out there, please let all this suffering end, please let me find my brother, and my mother again. Thanks."
It seemed as though nothing happened though.
*************************************************************************** ********
Then one day, Shinta just couldn't stand it any more.
When the little girl came in to get him in the morning, he was gone.
They had begun to trust that he would know he shouldn't leave the wagon.
They were wrong.
He had left in the middle of the night.
They immediately sent out people to look for him.
*************************************************************************** *********
The little girl, who had come to know him, sort of, in the past weeks, begged to go with her big brothers, and uncles (who weren't really related to her at all, she just liked calling them that). And to her surprise she was allowed to go.
It was hard for her to keep up with all those big tall men, but she did rather well.
She had been allowed to wear boy's clothes for the first time in her life, so she could move easier.
*************************************************************************** ********
They finally caught up with Shinta a few days later.
"He moves fast for a little bugger"
One of the men commented.
Too fast.
Right when they were about to catch up to him, a man all dressed in black grabbed him from behind.
To his credit Shinta put up a good fight, throwing in a few little punches of his own.
He fought as hard as any little 6 year old can be expected to in that situation.
Just as Shinta was being carried away, the little girl ran up into the clearing, and yelled
"Shinta!!!!! Come home!!!"
And all Shinta could do was yell, "Megumi!" Before his mouth was covered by a colossal hand of the man who was carrying him away.
"Shinta!" Megumi cried, as she started to run toward him.
"NO!" Said one of the men, "we don't need to loose you too little missy"
"Shinta!"
The two struggling children were dragged away from each other.
*************************************************************************** **********
Megumi was very quiet for weeks after, and when they finally got back to see if Sojiro had gotten any better they found he had made a full recovery, and was wondering where his little brother was.
They had to tell him the bad news.
He was heart broken.
He decided to go with them, up till the point where they had lost his little brother. Then he would go and look for him.
Shinta meanwhile, was not having a pleasant time.
Slavers had captured him, and, he thought, he might as well be dead.
However, he started talking now.
It was as if that first shout had opened up all he had wanted to say.
He told all to an older black haired boy name Souzou.
Souzou listened to Shinta, and he seemed to be the only one there who hadn't lost hope.
He always had a smile for little Shinta.
That was what made living with the rest of the depressed slaves bearable.
And then, Shinta's happy bubble of life burst, Souzou was sold off, at a farming community. He was gone. It seemed to Shinta that everyone he ever grew attached to always left.
And so, life went on.
Shinta didn't get sold for a long time, because he was so little, and weak looking.
Eventually he was sold to another bunch of slavers.
But these people were different.
It was more as if they had adopted Shinta.
Shinta spent many a happy, busy day traveling with them, and playing with their older son Makoto.
But still, even though Shinta had all these wonderful people taking care of him, still every night he would pray that his family would be put back together.
Well, that's all I got! I just had to write another chapter! Someone reviewed my story! I LOVE YOU!!!! I absolutely love reviews, and all who review!
You're the best Roentgen Ray!
I hope more people like this story! And if you like it review! And if you don't like it Review! And if you really don't have a preference! REVIEW!
I don't really know much about Kenshin, I have only seen the show that they show me on Cartoon network, one unedited episode, when Kenshin fought Aoshi for the first time, the covers of 2 of the OAV's, and some pictures from the manga.
So if you happen to know more than I do, and would like to point out some things, I would greatly appreciate it! Although. it won't change the story at all.
I love you all!
Toodlesness!
~*Pzanna*~