End Of Last Chapter:
"I guess you were right. Sorry 'bout that, but you sure are one kick-ass
fighter! You ever think of getting a job outta that?" Everyone screamed at
him. "SANO!!"
Chapter Twelve: Her Strange Dreams
When everyone was back at the dojo and had settled down, Ayame turned to everyone and decided she would tell them all she knew. They deserved to know. It was Kenshin who spoke first. "Will you tell us your story that you were going to tell?" She stared at him for a minute, lost in her own thoughts, and everything was silent. "Alright. It may seem a bit confusing at first, and the two of you each know only half so this might take a while." She was referring to Kenshin and Soujiro.
And then she told her story, but only the parts the two men already knew. She wanted to give them the idea before telling them the rest.
"That's one strange story, but there's still a lot that isn't explained.", Sano said after she was finished. "Like why in the world would you call Kenshin 'Shinta'?" She looked at Kenshin and simply replied, "It is not my right to tell you that." Still curious, everyone turned to Kenshin. He didn't want to tell them, but he knew he would have to eventually. Bit by bit as time went by, they would find out parts of his past that he would have rather no one knew, but there was no denying it. They would find out his whole life as it came back to haunt him. "That...that is because...it was my birth name." Everyone gasped but the two who already knew. "Why? How? When? WHY?!" Everyone was eager to know the truth now. So he told them of how his parents died and how he was sent as a slave. He told them of how they were attacked and the three courageous women had given their lives for him. And he told them of how Hiko had saved him and decided to train him, thus giving him a name worthy of a swordsman. After he told them that he looked at Ayame. "But no one knew. Neither of us told a soul. No one that is still alive could have known. But you do." He paused. "How?" Now it was Ayame's turn to explain. "There is something you haven't told us yet, so tell us now."
Ayame turned to Soujiro. "I'm sorry. I wasn't completely truthful to you. I..I just didn't want you to be afraid." She held her head lowered towards the ground and continued. "I.....I...have dreams." "Yeah so? Everybody has dreams!" Ayame smiled at what Yahiko had said but still kept her head lowered. "Yes...but not like the ones I have." "What are you saying?" Kaoru was the one who spoke this time. "I have dreams. Strange dreams." She paused. "Dreams...about people. About their lives and what happens to them. In the past, in the present....and. in the future." There was an unnerving silence after that. "About.real people?" She nodded. "People that are far away. People I have never met. People...including yourselves." Everyone stood there shocked. Kenshin started to question her again. "So that is how you came to know? That is how you know about all of us? From your dreams?" He sounded as if he didn't believe her, but she knew he did. She knew he had experienced the unexplainable as well.
"Yes." That is all she said, and that was all she needed to say. "Then tell us, why have you come?" Finally she lifted her head. "I have come to fulfill the cycle that so many individuals have done before me, as have you." 'And as you are doing yet again.', she added silently in her head. "Do you remember?" Kenshin thought about what she had said to him so many years ago. 'Love. Help. Leave. These words mean a lot to you. You have loved. You are helping. Now you leave.' He replayed these words over and over again in his mind. "Yes. Yes, I remember." She gently smiled a small, barely noticeable smile. "So you have come to help. Help us with what?"
At this her insignificant smile faded completely. "From a suffering soul seeking revenge." She paused. "Watch for that of which died that day you lost your happiness." Kenshin's mind was searching for any possible answer to that riddle. 'Who died the day I lost my happiness?' He thought of his most painful memories. The courageous women, the killing he did,..and....oh no. She wasn't referring to...no. She couldn't mean...
Ayame saw his thoughts show through his expression. "Yes. Watch out for those deeply involved with that incident. That is all I can say for now." She stood up and left the room, as did Kenshin. The rest stood there wondering what she had meant. Soujiro was the first of them to leave. He had seen the discomfort in her eyes. He had known she was hurting because of this. He knew he had to go see her.
End Of Chapter
Author's Note: Ok, the next chapter isn't going to be this extreme. Maybe still a bit, but not as much as this. I'm through with the intensity for now. At least until the end of the next chapter. lol. Thanks for reading!
Chapter Twelve: Her Strange Dreams
When everyone was back at the dojo and had settled down, Ayame turned to everyone and decided she would tell them all she knew. They deserved to know. It was Kenshin who spoke first. "Will you tell us your story that you were going to tell?" She stared at him for a minute, lost in her own thoughts, and everything was silent. "Alright. It may seem a bit confusing at first, and the two of you each know only half so this might take a while." She was referring to Kenshin and Soujiro.
And then she told her story, but only the parts the two men already knew. She wanted to give them the idea before telling them the rest.
"That's one strange story, but there's still a lot that isn't explained.", Sano said after she was finished. "Like why in the world would you call Kenshin 'Shinta'?" She looked at Kenshin and simply replied, "It is not my right to tell you that." Still curious, everyone turned to Kenshin. He didn't want to tell them, but he knew he would have to eventually. Bit by bit as time went by, they would find out parts of his past that he would have rather no one knew, but there was no denying it. They would find out his whole life as it came back to haunt him. "That...that is because...it was my birth name." Everyone gasped but the two who already knew. "Why? How? When? WHY?!" Everyone was eager to know the truth now. So he told them of how his parents died and how he was sent as a slave. He told them of how they were attacked and the three courageous women had given their lives for him. And he told them of how Hiko had saved him and decided to train him, thus giving him a name worthy of a swordsman. After he told them that he looked at Ayame. "But no one knew. Neither of us told a soul. No one that is still alive could have known. But you do." He paused. "How?" Now it was Ayame's turn to explain. "There is something you haven't told us yet, so tell us now."
Ayame turned to Soujiro. "I'm sorry. I wasn't completely truthful to you. I..I just didn't want you to be afraid." She held her head lowered towards the ground and continued. "I.....I...have dreams." "Yeah so? Everybody has dreams!" Ayame smiled at what Yahiko had said but still kept her head lowered. "Yes...but not like the ones I have." "What are you saying?" Kaoru was the one who spoke this time. "I have dreams. Strange dreams." She paused. "Dreams...about people. About their lives and what happens to them. In the past, in the present....and. in the future." There was an unnerving silence after that. "About.real people?" She nodded. "People that are far away. People I have never met. People...including yourselves." Everyone stood there shocked. Kenshin started to question her again. "So that is how you came to know? That is how you know about all of us? From your dreams?" He sounded as if he didn't believe her, but she knew he did. She knew he had experienced the unexplainable as well.
"Yes." That is all she said, and that was all she needed to say. "Then tell us, why have you come?" Finally she lifted her head. "I have come to fulfill the cycle that so many individuals have done before me, as have you." 'And as you are doing yet again.', she added silently in her head. "Do you remember?" Kenshin thought about what she had said to him so many years ago. 'Love. Help. Leave. These words mean a lot to you. You have loved. You are helping. Now you leave.' He replayed these words over and over again in his mind. "Yes. Yes, I remember." She gently smiled a small, barely noticeable smile. "So you have come to help. Help us with what?"
At this her insignificant smile faded completely. "From a suffering soul seeking revenge." She paused. "Watch for that of which died that day you lost your happiness." Kenshin's mind was searching for any possible answer to that riddle. 'Who died the day I lost my happiness?' He thought of his most painful memories. The courageous women, the killing he did,..and....oh no. She wasn't referring to...no. She couldn't mean...
Ayame saw his thoughts show through his expression. "Yes. Watch out for those deeply involved with that incident. That is all I can say for now." She stood up and left the room, as did Kenshin. The rest stood there wondering what she had meant. Soujiro was the first of them to leave. He had seen the discomfort in her eyes. He had known she was hurting because of this. He knew he had to go see her.
End Of Chapter
Author's Note: Ok, the next chapter isn't going to be this extreme. Maybe still a bit, but not as much as this. I'm through with the intensity for now. At least until the end of the next chapter. lol. Thanks for reading!