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Ayame then jabbed the dagger in the table, stood up, and walked over to the
door.
"I will be back in a minute." Then she was gone.
Chapter Four: An Interrupting Visitor
After a couple minutes, Ayame walked back in the room with some food. She lay it all on the table. "Let's eat.", was all she said. During the meal, Soujiro kept glancing at her, but not wanting her to notice. No matter though, 'cause it didn't work. He knew it too. She had such concentration, such awareness of everything. And her eyes. The most amazing eyes he had ever seen. They were mostly green, but with hints of blue, grey, and hazel in them, and they had a dark green rim around them. He couldn't stop looking at her eyes. More plainly spoken, he couldn't stop looking at her. She was pretty much average looking, but not to him. To Soujiro, she was drop dead gorgeous. The way her hair bounced when she moved, and how her kimono fitted so perfectly along her figure. Soujiro grew frustrated with these thoughts. He had never noticed these things about a girl before! He never felt so..so..he couldn't describe it. He felt like holding her and never letting go, but at the same time, he greatly respected her. He didn't dare upset or anger her. He hated the feeling! He felt so controlled! But, only by his own thoughts! His frustration grew with every moment and she knew it. But she was having her own dilemma. 'He's freaked out. I probably scared him. But I had to do it. He had to have some guidance didn't he? And I need him to come. No matter what.' But those weren't her only thoughts. She was watching him aswell. The way his face looked when he was upset, ever since he lost the smile routine. She noted that he still did it often, but not now. She looked at his hands. Those slim elegant hands. The hands of a perfect killer they once were. Still hands of a killer, but not as perfect as before. But she was glad for that. She didn't know how she would get him to lead her to Kenshin with his attitude towards life in a mess.
Just in the middle of they're thoughts, there was a knock on the door, and a voice that followed. It was a man, Soujiro knew that. But he couldn't understand what he was saying. The only thing he recognized was Ayame's name being said. #Ayame? Ayame are you home?# "Excuse me for a moment" She went and opened the door. There stood a man, probably in his late 30's, and he wore business clothing. WESTERN business clothing. #Ayame! Good! I didn't know if you were home! I've come with your paycheck.# #Thank you Mr.Garrison.# #Oh no problem! You well deserve it!# Soujiro sat there, almost unnoticed. He didn't understand anything they were saying. But he knew one thing for sure. They were speaking English. 'She was telling the truth! She does know English! But, who is this man? And why is he here?' The man named Mr.Garrison noticed Soujiro sitting there. #Who's this fellow?# #This is my guest, Soujiro.# At the mentioning of his name, Soujiro tried harder to understand what they were saying through they're motions. Mr.Garrison tried to speak to him. He wasn't very good though. "Heero Soujiro. Nise to meet you." Soujiro replied with a simple "Same to you." He looked curiously at Ayame. "I teach the westerners Japanese for money. He's not very good, but he always wants to learn more. It helps him with his business trades." "..I see." Mr.Garrison turned back to Ayame. #When will my next lesson be Miss?# #I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you anymore for quite awhile.# #Oh?!# #I'm going to Tokyo to meet some friends.# #Oh well, I'll sure miss you! Have fun!# #Thank you. Good-bye.# She closed the door. Soujiro just looked at her in astonishment. Her smile came back. Just a little bit. She sat back down. "I'm..I'm sorry.." But Ayame cut him off. "Nevermind that. Now it's getting late so I'll grab my things and leave you to rest." Soujiro was puzzled. "I should be the one sleeping outside." She laughed. "Silly Sou-kun! Didn't you see the shed out back?" At that, he began to blush. A LOT. He didn't know why, but the sound of her calling him 'Sou- kun' made his heart race. He noticed his face getting hot and tried to hide it. She noticed that too, but decided not to embarrass him. "I'll be sleeping in the shed. No need to worry. Anyway, I have my staff." She pulled out the short stick of a staff that she had shown him before. He hadn't even notice her put it away. "But still, I'll sleep in the shed." "No you won't." Her face was stern. "You are my guest. I shall not have you sleep in the shed. Anyway, if you did, I could easily lock you in there. That would leave you no option of leaving in the middle of the night if you choose to decline my request." She smiled again. She smiled so often. Maybe something was bothering her too, he thought. 'Wait. She's allowing me to go if I want to? Even when she needs me to take her? Why?' Ayame grabbed her things, which were mostly all in a hidden cabinet holding up some weapons. She gave him a long look, as if she wanted to say something. He wanted to say something. But he didn't know what. After a long moment, she spoke. "Goodnight Sou-kun. Pleasant dreams." At the last part she smiled, and then she left.
'Sou-kun...' He repeated her voice in his head. It sounded so natural now. He sat there for a few minutes reviewing everything that had happened in the day. She wanted him to take her to Himura. How was he supposed to do that?! He absolutely didn't want to go see him. Not now. Not so soon. He kept thinking of how he would leave in the night. 'Maybe I should leave a note.' He thought of many things he could do, but he knew even if he tried, he wouldn't leave. Something was holding him back. Something...strong. And with that, he fell asleep.
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Chapter Four: An Interrupting Visitor
After a couple minutes, Ayame walked back in the room with some food. She lay it all on the table. "Let's eat.", was all she said. During the meal, Soujiro kept glancing at her, but not wanting her to notice. No matter though, 'cause it didn't work. He knew it too. She had such concentration, such awareness of everything. And her eyes. The most amazing eyes he had ever seen. They were mostly green, but with hints of blue, grey, and hazel in them, and they had a dark green rim around them. He couldn't stop looking at her eyes. More plainly spoken, he couldn't stop looking at her. She was pretty much average looking, but not to him. To Soujiro, she was drop dead gorgeous. The way her hair bounced when she moved, and how her kimono fitted so perfectly along her figure. Soujiro grew frustrated with these thoughts. He had never noticed these things about a girl before! He never felt so..so..he couldn't describe it. He felt like holding her and never letting go, but at the same time, he greatly respected her. He didn't dare upset or anger her. He hated the feeling! He felt so controlled! But, only by his own thoughts! His frustration grew with every moment and she knew it. But she was having her own dilemma. 'He's freaked out. I probably scared him. But I had to do it. He had to have some guidance didn't he? And I need him to come. No matter what.' But those weren't her only thoughts. She was watching him aswell. The way his face looked when he was upset, ever since he lost the smile routine. She noted that he still did it often, but not now. She looked at his hands. Those slim elegant hands. The hands of a perfect killer they once were. Still hands of a killer, but not as perfect as before. But she was glad for that. She didn't know how she would get him to lead her to Kenshin with his attitude towards life in a mess.
Just in the middle of they're thoughts, there was a knock on the door, and a voice that followed. It was a man, Soujiro knew that. But he couldn't understand what he was saying. The only thing he recognized was Ayame's name being said. #Ayame? Ayame are you home?# "Excuse me for a moment" She went and opened the door. There stood a man, probably in his late 30's, and he wore business clothing. WESTERN business clothing. #Ayame! Good! I didn't know if you were home! I've come with your paycheck.# #Thank you Mr.Garrison.# #Oh no problem! You well deserve it!# Soujiro sat there, almost unnoticed. He didn't understand anything they were saying. But he knew one thing for sure. They were speaking English. 'She was telling the truth! She does know English! But, who is this man? And why is he here?' The man named Mr.Garrison noticed Soujiro sitting there. #Who's this fellow?# #This is my guest, Soujiro.# At the mentioning of his name, Soujiro tried harder to understand what they were saying through they're motions. Mr.Garrison tried to speak to him. He wasn't very good though. "Heero Soujiro. Nise to meet you." Soujiro replied with a simple "Same to you." He looked curiously at Ayame. "I teach the westerners Japanese for money. He's not very good, but he always wants to learn more. It helps him with his business trades." "..I see." Mr.Garrison turned back to Ayame. #When will my next lesson be Miss?# #I'm afraid I won't be able to teach you anymore for quite awhile.# #Oh?!# #I'm going to Tokyo to meet some friends.# #Oh well, I'll sure miss you! Have fun!# #Thank you. Good-bye.# She closed the door. Soujiro just looked at her in astonishment. Her smile came back. Just a little bit. She sat back down. "I'm..I'm sorry.." But Ayame cut him off. "Nevermind that. Now it's getting late so I'll grab my things and leave you to rest." Soujiro was puzzled. "I should be the one sleeping outside." She laughed. "Silly Sou-kun! Didn't you see the shed out back?" At that, he began to blush. A LOT. He didn't know why, but the sound of her calling him 'Sou- kun' made his heart race. He noticed his face getting hot and tried to hide it. She noticed that too, but decided not to embarrass him. "I'll be sleeping in the shed. No need to worry. Anyway, I have my staff." She pulled out the short stick of a staff that she had shown him before. He hadn't even notice her put it away. "But still, I'll sleep in the shed." "No you won't." Her face was stern. "You are my guest. I shall not have you sleep in the shed. Anyway, if you did, I could easily lock you in there. That would leave you no option of leaving in the middle of the night if you choose to decline my request." She smiled again. She smiled so often. Maybe something was bothering her too, he thought. 'Wait. She's allowing me to go if I want to? Even when she needs me to take her? Why?' Ayame grabbed her things, which were mostly all in a hidden cabinet holding up some weapons. She gave him a long look, as if she wanted to say something. He wanted to say something. But he didn't know what. After a long moment, she spoke. "Goodnight Sou-kun. Pleasant dreams." At the last part she smiled, and then she left.
'Sou-kun...' He repeated her voice in his head. It sounded so natural now. He sat there for a few minutes reviewing everything that had happened in the day. She wanted him to take her to Himura. How was he supposed to do that?! He absolutely didn't want to go see him. Not now. Not so soon. He kept thinking of how he would leave in the night. 'Maybe I should leave a note.' He thought of many things he could do, but he knew even if he tried, he wouldn't leave. Something was holding him back. Something...strong. And with that, he fell asleep.
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