Author's Rant:
I'm back yet again! Mwahahaha!!! Well, I am the herald of good news to you all because finally, I updated! *cheers*
Thank you again and again for those who constantly review my fic. Though I sometimes think I'm not being a good writer... I mean, I have not got much reviews! Is something wrong with my writing? *wails*
Anyways, as long as I see a review of one person telling me to go on, I am going to continue this. *hint: drop a review for this chapter!*
Rurouni Kenshin ain't mine. Nobuhiro Watsuki owns this terrific manga/anime. Though I was wondering why Soujiro never came out of the anime and manga after the Shishio incident. *sigh* Well, C'est la Vie!
~Shohoku no Miko~
WARNING: This story contains MATURE CONTENT, but not to the extent of being hentai all in all. Now if such offends you, go away NOW. If not, go on. This is AU; did I forget to tell you all?
Oh yeah, the mature part comes in the latter part. But I might change my mind...
Chasing Rainbows
by Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Four: Namida no Kokoro no Tenken
(Tears of Soujiro's Heart)
***Soujiro***
"Mi-chan... Only you could answer that..." My voice was hoarse. "... If it will make you happy, then I'll be more than glad to even be the one to escort you to the altar..." I said as I hugged her much tighter, if it was possible to hold her nearer than what I have done just a few minutes ago.
But what is this? I felt something on my face. It was a tingling sensation, that when I close my eyes, more of these sensations spring into life.
As I reached out one of my fingers to touch my face, I felt my cheek was damp.
What are these...?
Tears?
I, Seta Soujiro, for the first time in my life, shed tears. And I know now why there was that breaking sensation a few minutes ago, when I first heard about Okina-san's and Makimachi-san's decision.
For the past twenty-seven years I have spent living in this planet, this is the first time I cried. I know I have cried a lot of times when I was a baby. But a baby Soujiro is different from the present Soujiro. Babies cry because that is how they express what they feel. They cry softly when they feel hungry, cry out loud when their diapers have gone wet, whine really loud when they don't feel too good, or simply cry because they want someone to caress them and when they long for their mother's touch.
But now... There is only one thing that I know when it happens to me; I would certainly shed a tear for -- it being the death of my best friend.
And with this newfound feeling, I was not expecting myself to cry -- in her presence no less.
The truth is... I love her.
I really love her. More than anyone else in this world.
She is my best friend, after all. That was the first statement I concluded when I felt it. But I never realized it ran deeper after I heard Mi-chan say that she is going to get married.
After hearing those words, after feeling something inside of me suddenly fall apart, it dawned me that I cannot just live without her. That friendship was not enough for me. It was something much more special. Just a few years ago, when I realized that I can't live without her, I thought it was just normal because I was already accustomed to her presence, and that we are, in fact, inseparable.
But deep within the walls of my heart, I felt fear. Fear, that when she leaves me she finds someone she could love. Not the kind of love she would give me, but something much more. I feared those hands that will touch her when she permits him to, those eyes that she will give that intimate gaze she sometimes gives me, the smile that she will give to the person who will forever sleep beside her and wake each morning seeing that... I have shoved that sinking feeling churning on my heart. But now I know I should not have.
I should have told her that I love her ten years ago.
But now, it is too late to tell her that I really love her.
In a month she is to settle down, with that Shinomori Aoshi. How stupid of me to even ask her if she wants to that I escort her down the aisle. 'BAKA! BAKA SOUJIRO!!!' My mind is screaming.
I was so blind to even admit to myself then that I fell in love with her that night. That night, ten years ago, when a friend of mine asked me if I could ask her to go out with him. The thought of it already made me irritated, but Misao, being a friendly person, agreed.
And I was so jealous. I was so hell-bent in following them around -- where they ate, what movie they watched... I knew what they did that night. And the good thing is, I followed them around just to find out that this friend of mine had other intentions for Misao.
He was a master swordsman as I am from the same school I went to, and he easily tricked Misao and tried to taint her. But this became no hindrance for me to protect my best friend. Out of nowhere I appeared, my sword in my hand, and fought with him, saving my Mi-chan from his evil grasp.
She never questioned how I got there after that. And I was thankful she didn't. Because if she did, I would not know how to explain those sensations to her.
But that was ten years ago. Now, I regret that she did not even ask me how in the world I got to that slum place, and why I almost killed a friend and comrade just to save her. If only I could go back there, then maybe, we could have been 'us' since that time. And maybe the engagement between her and that Shinomori would have been broken.
But if it did happen, if I did confess that I was feeling something more than what a best friend should, would she still be the same Mi-chan I met in Kindergarten? Could we still have the relationship we have now if she asked why I was there that fateful night?
And... Does she even love me like I love her? Will she even reciprocate the love I am willing to give her?
No matter. The past is past. I must dwell in the present. Whatever mistakes I have made yesterday, I must accept them that I really made them.
I just wish that this Shinomori guy makes her happy. If he ever makes her cry, I'll give him a piece of my mind. And if it is not enough, I'll be the first one to slit his throat open.
Shinomori Aoshi, whoever you are, make my Mi-chan happy. You are lucky she was betrothed to you ever since birth. You are so fortunate that she will be the person you are to spend forever with.
But if you can't make her happy, I'll be more than willing to take her back and make her mine... And let's not forget that I will make you pay for her sufferings with you.
...tsuzuku...
Author's Notes:
*sighs* I am soooo doomed! I didn't expect this chapter to come out so... Dark. Yeah, like Soujiro was possessed. Hehehe. I'm so cruel. But that is how I perceive him if ever placed in such a situation... Ready to slit a throat open just to protect the ones he love... Just like Kenshin, ne? Tell me what you think; I am still in the process of deciding whether I should change the story's plot. Help me make up my mind! So far the longest chapter I made, ne? Gomen for all the mistakes I have committed here.
Ja, mata ne!
~Shohoku no Miko~
I'm back yet again! Mwahahaha!!! Well, I am the herald of good news to you all because finally, I updated! *cheers*
Thank you again and again for those who constantly review my fic. Though I sometimes think I'm not being a good writer... I mean, I have not got much reviews! Is something wrong with my writing? *wails*
Anyways, as long as I see a review of one person telling me to go on, I am going to continue this. *hint: drop a review for this chapter!*
Rurouni Kenshin ain't mine. Nobuhiro Watsuki owns this terrific manga/anime. Though I was wondering why Soujiro never came out of the anime and manga after the Shishio incident. *sigh* Well, C'est la Vie!
~Shohoku no Miko~
WARNING: This story contains MATURE CONTENT, but not to the extent of being hentai all in all. Now if such offends you, go away NOW. If not, go on. This is AU; did I forget to tell you all?
Oh yeah, the mature part comes in the latter part. But I might change my mind...
Chasing Rainbows
by Shohoku no Miko
Chapter Four: Namida no Kokoro no Tenken
(Tears of Soujiro's Heart)
***Soujiro***
"Mi-chan... Only you could answer that..." My voice was hoarse. "... If it will make you happy, then I'll be more than glad to even be the one to escort you to the altar..." I said as I hugged her much tighter, if it was possible to hold her nearer than what I have done just a few minutes ago.
But what is this? I felt something on my face. It was a tingling sensation, that when I close my eyes, more of these sensations spring into life.
As I reached out one of my fingers to touch my face, I felt my cheek was damp.
What are these...?
Tears?
I, Seta Soujiro, for the first time in my life, shed tears. And I know now why there was that breaking sensation a few minutes ago, when I first heard about Okina-san's and Makimachi-san's decision.
For the past twenty-seven years I have spent living in this planet, this is the first time I cried. I know I have cried a lot of times when I was a baby. But a baby Soujiro is different from the present Soujiro. Babies cry because that is how they express what they feel. They cry softly when they feel hungry, cry out loud when their diapers have gone wet, whine really loud when they don't feel too good, or simply cry because they want someone to caress them and when they long for their mother's touch.
But now... There is only one thing that I know when it happens to me; I would certainly shed a tear for -- it being the death of my best friend.
And with this newfound feeling, I was not expecting myself to cry -- in her presence no less.
The truth is... I love her.
I really love her. More than anyone else in this world.
She is my best friend, after all. That was the first statement I concluded when I felt it. But I never realized it ran deeper after I heard Mi-chan say that she is going to get married.
After hearing those words, after feeling something inside of me suddenly fall apart, it dawned me that I cannot just live without her. That friendship was not enough for me. It was something much more special. Just a few years ago, when I realized that I can't live without her, I thought it was just normal because I was already accustomed to her presence, and that we are, in fact, inseparable.
But deep within the walls of my heart, I felt fear. Fear, that when she leaves me she finds someone she could love. Not the kind of love she would give me, but something much more. I feared those hands that will touch her when she permits him to, those eyes that she will give that intimate gaze she sometimes gives me, the smile that she will give to the person who will forever sleep beside her and wake each morning seeing that... I have shoved that sinking feeling churning on my heart. But now I know I should not have.
I should have told her that I love her ten years ago.
But now, it is too late to tell her that I really love her.
In a month she is to settle down, with that Shinomori Aoshi. How stupid of me to even ask her if she wants to that I escort her down the aisle. 'BAKA! BAKA SOUJIRO!!!' My mind is screaming.
I was so blind to even admit to myself then that I fell in love with her that night. That night, ten years ago, when a friend of mine asked me if I could ask her to go out with him. The thought of it already made me irritated, but Misao, being a friendly person, agreed.
And I was so jealous. I was so hell-bent in following them around -- where they ate, what movie they watched... I knew what they did that night. And the good thing is, I followed them around just to find out that this friend of mine had other intentions for Misao.
He was a master swordsman as I am from the same school I went to, and he easily tricked Misao and tried to taint her. But this became no hindrance for me to protect my best friend. Out of nowhere I appeared, my sword in my hand, and fought with him, saving my Mi-chan from his evil grasp.
She never questioned how I got there after that. And I was thankful she didn't. Because if she did, I would not know how to explain those sensations to her.
But that was ten years ago. Now, I regret that she did not even ask me how in the world I got to that slum place, and why I almost killed a friend and comrade just to save her. If only I could go back there, then maybe, we could have been 'us' since that time. And maybe the engagement between her and that Shinomori would have been broken.
But if it did happen, if I did confess that I was feeling something more than what a best friend should, would she still be the same Mi-chan I met in Kindergarten? Could we still have the relationship we have now if she asked why I was there that fateful night?
And... Does she even love me like I love her? Will she even reciprocate the love I am willing to give her?
No matter. The past is past. I must dwell in the present. Whatever mistakes I have made yesterday, I must accept them that I really made them.
I just wish that this Shinomori guy makes her happy. If he ever makes her cry, I'll give him a piece of my mind. And if it is not enough, I'll be the first one to slit his throat open.
Shinomori Aoshi, whoever you are, make my Mi-chan happy. You are lucky she was betrothed to you ever since birth. You are so fortunate that she will be the person you are to spend forever with.
But if you can't make her happy, I'll be more than willing to take her back and make her mine... And let's not forget that I will make you pay for her sufferings with you.
...tsuzuku...
Author's Notes:
*sighs* I am soooo doomed! I didn't expect this chapter to come out so... Dark. Yeah, like Soujiro was possessed. Hehehe. I'm so cruel. But that is how I perceive him if ever placed in such a situation... Ready to slit a throat open just to protect the ones he love... Just like Kenshin, ne? Tell me what you think; I am still in the process of deciding whether I should change the story's plot. Help me make up my mind! So far the longest chapter I made, ne? Gomen for all the mistakes I have committed here.
Ja, mata ne!
~Shohoku no Miko~