Title: The Revolving Door
Authors: originally my friend who wishes to remain nameless (who btw writes all this great stuff), and me; the amazingly sexy stina-chan *grinz* (the lowly beta-er)
Rating: R for some er stuff....
Disclaimer: We in no way claim to own Ruroumi Kenshin, please don't hurt us.*covers head with hands then looks up warily* *grinz* KYA-KYA *makes stabbing motions to no one in particular* gomen -_-;; one of those you had to be there times. Oh and I don't own Shell either nod nod
~insert cool title here~
Ms. Megumi walked into the small room being dragged along by Kenshin.
"What is it Kenshin?" Ms. Megumi's gaze fell upon the young boy in the futon. She didn't gasp; merely she looked at him in minor shock.
"We found him rolling off of the roof of the Akabeko. None of us has a clue to how he got up there." Kenshin said. "We called Dr. Genzia, who quickly bandaged him up. But when the boy woke up, he was speaking English. Were hoping you can help us."
Ms. Megumi summed up his injuries. As she was looking at his injuries her gaze fell upon his. He had bright emerald eyes, somewhat uncommon for a Japanese native. She also noted how he didn't at all look Japanese. A tourist perhaps? "Yes I do know English, quite well actually. I studied it while Kanryu was forcing me to make opium." She knelt down next to Vincent and thought for a second before asking in English, "What is your name?"
'Finally someone who can answer my questions.' Vincent thought. "Uhh, my name is Vincent White." He replied.
Ms. Megumi gave a comforting smile. "Do you know where you are?"
Vincent racked his brain trying to remember what happened, "Ummmm." Vincent staggered in speech. "I was with my sensei at the 22nd national park in Washington." Vincent closed his eyes, they were blurring up. Ms. Megumi stood up and turned around facing her audience.
"What did he say?" Yahiko was the first to speak.
"His name is Vincent White. He said he was in a place called washing-ton, at a park." Ms. Megumi replied.
"Washing what?" Sanosuke said in a puzzled tone.
"I've never heard of it, maybe it's a restaurant." Yahiko scratched his head. 'Vincent, I like that name. It suits him. Vincent, Vincent, Vincent, has a nice ring to it.' Yahiko watched the boy in the bandages. 'His eyes are so beautiful, like emeralds.' Yahiko caught himself. 'No way! Did I just compliment his eyes!?' Yahiko had a quick worried expression on his face. But he got rid of it quickly afraid someone would ask him what's wrong.
Ms. Megumi turned around and faced Vincent. "Um, Vincent, where is Washing- ton?"
He thought this was some kind of a joke! Where's Washington!? That's where we are moron!
"What do you mean?" Vincent clenched his right fist. At least some things weren't broken.
"I mean," Ms Megumi said calmly, "We're in Tokyo, not this Washing-ton you speak of." Kenshin, Yakiko, Sanosuke, and Kaoru Watched the two talk and wondered what they might be saying. Vincent's eye's shot wide open, and for a moment the pain left him as he tried to comprehend just what the hell was going on. He then tried valiantly to sit up, with much groaning and moaning, he managed to have his upper body supported against the wall behind him.
Yahiko looked at what was visible of his body. He could see that Vincent had a very fine figure, 6 abs, very defined, yet still thin arms, and a thin neck. Much to Yahiko's dismay, he felt himself become tight below his waist. 'What is this? I'm not gay! I bet its because... because... um...' Yahiko couldn't find an answer for himself. He sat down to hide himself. He felt very dirty.
Vincent looked down at himself, his upper body was naked, and bandaged up to his chest. He was still wearing his jeans, and his digital watch was still on his left wrist. He hated being naked. Even slightly naked.
"Tokyo? In Japan? Is this some kind of joke? I was in America last I remember..." Vincent relaxed his head against the paper wall.
Ms. Megumi looked puzzled. "I assure you, I am not playing with you. You are in Tokyo Japan in the year 1872." She tried to keep him as calm as possible.
"Excuse me!? 1872? Are you sure?" Vincent was a bit worried; he'd been rescued by some mental patients.
Ms. Megumi looked puzzled once again. "Yes I'm quite positive its 1872."
"What's going on? Before I fell it was the year 2003." Vincent looked at her.
Ms. Megumi was speechless. 2003? Is he serious? Maybe he bumped his head on the road a bit too hard...
"Are you sure your ok?"
"I'm fine, Ms... What's your name?"
"You may call me Ms. Megumi." She replied. "Ms. Megumi, I clearly remember the year being 2003." Vincent said in a harsh tone.
~~*Intermission*~~
*Yahiko is sitting in a chair*
"Ya know what I like to do in my spare time? Write poems!"
"I've written one about the ocean. Let me read it to you."
*clears his voice*
"I like to sit at the shores edge, and listen to the waves come crashing in. Like thousands of beads falling. The fish sometimes jump, making a wave or two. But sometimes fish do not jump. Because they are dead from toxic oil spills that ruin the environment! But with shell you have their guarantee they will never hurt the wildlife. That's why when you need gas. Go with shell. We don't like killing animals like other companies!"
*Sanosuke's voice can be heard*
"Kenshin cross off shell from out list, we know it's definitely not edible if it kills animals!"
*Kenshin looking half distracted*
"Gotcha"
~~*End Intermission*~~
Ms. Megumi understood why he was becoming upset.
'Its their word against mine, maybe I did hit my head...' Vincent regretfully said, "Maybe your right, Ms Megumi. It's stupid to argue when we know I hit my head." He gave her a weak smile.
Ms. Megumi gave a charismatic smile. "Well, we know you fell, but what has me interested is the fact that you fell about 13 feet, yet you look like you fell about 50."
"I remember my friend Blake and I fell down a cliff, I was landing on outstretched rocks, and after the second one I don't remember anything. Then I woke up here." Vincent scratched his head with his good hand.
"Your injuries look like they might fit that story, but we watched you fall down the roof of the Akabeko." Ms. Megumi.
"Well, maybe if my memory clears up I can tell you what happened..." Vincent shrugged with his right shoulder.
"Well, what can you tell us about yourself?" Ms Megumi decided to steer the conversation a different way.
"I am 14, my name is Vincent White, but you can me Vince. 3rd level advanced kung fu, black crane style. Uhhh, I remember living in Seattle Washington, with my mother and my father. No brothers or sisters. Um, that's really about it." He closed his eyes; he was beginning to feel dizzy.
"We should look for your parents. Get some rest. I'll come talk to you in the morning." Ms. Megumi got up, and ushered everyone out of the room.
"Ms. Megumi, this is my room and I'm about to go to sleep anyway." Yahiko lied. So shrugging lightly everyone left save for Yahiko and Vincent. Vincent was asleep on the futon.
'We don't have any spare futons...' Yahiko thought.
'Looks like I'll have to sleep with Vince-nt.' Something inside Yahiko wanted this. It wanted to explore this boy. Although Yahiko wouldn't admit this to himself. Vincent was woken up by the small ruckus Yahiko was making. He watched as Yahiko took off his shirt, revealing a powerful teenage chest, and beautiful abs. 'No! I'm not gay! I shouldn't look...at...' Vincent lost his thoughts as he watched the other boy undress.
~~(stina: well at this point if you are truly so very dense and can't figure out the fact that this story is getting yaoi-ish then you should take my heed and proceed with caution, cuz ya I get annoyed with pointless flamers thx bu bye)~~
The Futon was actually quite large. The two boys would have to be touching to sleep in it though. Secretly neither of them cared, and was looking forward to it. Yahiko, was now in his underwear. A pair of underwear Vincent had never seen before. As he tried very hard not to picture Yahiko naked, he noticed the husky scent again. It was so delicious, and it smelled so pleasant. It was doing other things for him too. His penis was now as stiff as a board.
'I hope he doesn't see the bulge under the thick blanket.' Vincent slid down the futon painfully. He wanted to hide from the other boy. 'So he's not asleep...' Yahiko stopped and thought. He lifted the covers and carefully slid in trying his hardest not to hurt the other boy.
Vincent closed his eyes trying to get to sleep. Wanting to get this awful day over with. Unconsciously he started to undress the other boy in the futon. 'No, no, no, no! I'm not gay...' Vincent was screaming in his mind.
Yahiko slowly slid his hand down to his crotch. He wanted to touch himself so bad. Being in a bed with another boy, let alone a very good-looking boy, enticed him. 'Why am I so worried? I heard somewhere that boys like to experiment!' Yahiko reassured himself.
Eventually they both fell asleep. At around midnight Yahiko woke up. He had been dreaming about him and the other boy together, in a hot spring. Only Vincent wasn't hurt, he and Yahiko were kissing passionately, naked in the hot spring. Yahiko was breathing heavily, he'd never had a dream like that before, and his groin was very very sticky. That's when he noticed that Vincent was asleep. His head was resting on his chest.
'...Maybe he feels the same way I do...?' Yahiko questioned. 'Err... I don't feel anyway!' Nevertheless Yahiko began to stroke the bandaged boy's hair then went back to sleep.
~*FIN*~
Stina: *blushing furiously*...um...er... so ya... guess I have to change the rating for this story now neh?
Hogosha: *currently laughing his head off* you're such a pussy.
Stina: shut up I have young virgin minds to protect... for a while anyways then we can begin to corrupt them *nods*, I've given up on my mind it's been soiled so many times I can't scrub it clean, and no that doesn't automatically make me a dirty slut slut
Hogosha: sure...whatever you say
Stina: oh and to the homophobes no flamers or I might get hostile...or not, it takes very much to make me angry so if you can't deal with the heat, shut up before I smack you upside the head, this is called creative writing so XP...oh and R/R people's *makes air kiss* tootles *waves*
Authors: originally my friend who wishes to remain nameless (who btw writes all this great stuff), and me; the amazingly sexy stina-chan *grinz* (the lowly beta-er)
Rating: R for some er stuff....
Disclaimer: We in no way claim to own Ruroumi Kenshin, please don't hurt us.*covers head with hands then looks up warily* *grinz* KYA-KYA *makes stabbing motions to no one in particular* gomen -_-;; one of those you had to be there times. Oh and I don't own Shell either nod nod
~insert cool title here~
Ms. Megumi walked into the small room being dragged along by Kenshin.
"What is it Kenshin?" Ms. Megumi's gaze fell upon the young boy in the futon. She didn't gasp; merely she looked at him in minor shock.
"We found him rolling off of the roof of the Akabeko. None of us has a clue to how he got up there." Kenshin said. "We called Dr. Genzia, who quickly bandaged him up. But when the boy woke up, he was speaking English. Were hoping you can help us."
Ms. Megumi summed up his injuries. As she was looking at his injuries her gaze fell upon his. He had bright emerald eyes, somewhat uncommon for a Japanese native. She also noted how he didn't at all look Japanese. A tourist perhaps? "Yes I do know English, quite well actually. I studied it while Kanryu was forcing me to make opium." She knelt down next to Vincent and thought for a second before asking in English, "What is your name?"
'Finally someone who can answer my questions.' Vincent thought. "Uhh, my name is Vincent White." He replied.
Ms. Megumi gave a comforting smile. "Do you know where you are?"
Vincent racked his brain trying to remember what happened, "Ummmm." Vincent staggered in speech. "I was with my sensei at the 22nd national park in Washington." Vincent closed his eyes, they were blurring up. Ms. Megumi stood up and turned around facing her audience.
"What did he say?" Yahiko was the first to speak.
"His name is Vincent White. He said he was in a place called washing-ton, at a park." Ms. Megumi replied.
"Washing what?" Sanosuke said in a puzzled tone.
"I've never heard of it, maybe it's a restaurant." Yahiko scratched his head. 'Vincent, I like that name. It suits him. Vincent, Vincent, Vincent, has a nice ring to it.' Yahiko watched the boy in the bandages. 'His eyes are so beautiful, like emeralds.' Yahiko caught himself. 'No way! Did I just compliment his eyes!?' Yahiko had a quick worried expression on his face. But he got rid of it quickly afraid someone would ask him what's wrong.
Ms. Megumi turned around and faced Vincent. "Um, Vincent, where is Washing- ton?"
He thought this was some kind of a joke! Where's Washington!? That's where we are moron!
"What do you mean?" Vincent clenched his right fist. At least some things weren't broken.
"I mean," Ms Megumi said calmly, "We're in Tokyo, not this Washing-ton you speak of." Kenshin, Yakiko, Sanosuke, and Kaoru Watched the two talk and wondered what they might be saying. Vincent's eye's shot wide open, and for a moment the pain left him as he tried to comprehend just what the hell was going on. He then tried valiantly to sit up, with much groaning and moaning, he managed to have his upper body supported against the wall behind him.
Yahiko looked at what was visible of his body. He could see that Vincent had a very fine figure, 6 abs, very defined, yet still thin arms, and a thin neck. Much to Yahiko's dismay, he felt himself become tight below his waist. 'What is this? I'm not gay! I bet its because... because... um...' Yahiko couldn't find an answer for himself. He sat down to hide himself. He felt very dirty.
Vincent looked down at himself, his upper body was naked, and bandaged up to his chest. He was still wearing his jeans, and his digital watch was still on his left wrist. He hated being naked. Even slightly naked.
"Tokyo? In Japan? Is this some kind of joke? I was in America last I remember..." Vincent relaxed his head against the paper wall.
Ms. Megumi looked puzzled. "I assure you, I am not playing with you. You are in Tokyo Japan in the year 1872." She tried to keep him as calm as possible.
"Excuse me!? 1872? Are you sure?" Vincent was a bit worried; he'd been rescued by some mental patients.
Ms. Megumi looked puzzled once again. "Yes I'm quite positive its 1872."
"What's going on? Before I fell it was the year 2003." Vincent looked at her.
Ms. Megumi was speechless. 2003? Is he serious? Maybe he bumped his head on the road a bit too hard...
"Are you sure your ok?"
"I'm fine, Ms... What's your name?"
"You may call me Ms. Megumi." She replied. "Ms. Megumi, I clearly remember the year being 2003." Vincent said in a harsh tone.
~~*Intermission*~~
*Yahiko is sitting in a chair*
"Ya know what I like to do in my spare time? Write poems!"
"I've written one about the ocean. Let me read it to you."
*clears his voice*
"I like to sit at the shores edge, and listen to the waves come crashing in. Like thousands of beads falling. The fish sometimes jump, making a wave or two. But sometimes fish do not jump. Because they are dead from toxic oil spills that ruin the environment! But with shell you have their guarantee they will never hurt the wildlife. That's why when you need gas. Go with shell. We don't like killing animals like other companies!"
*Sanosuke's voice can be heard*
"Kenshin cross off shell from out list, we know it's definitely not edible if it kills animals!"
*Kenshin looking half distracted*
"Gotcha"
~~*End Intermission*~~
Ms. Megumi understood why he was becoming upset.
'Its their word against mine, maybe I did hit my head...' Vincent regretfully said, "Maybe your right, Ms Megumi. It's stupid to argue when we know I hit my head." He gave her a weak smile.
Ms. Megumi gave a charismatic smile. "Well, we know you fell, but what has me interested is the fact that you fell about 13 feet, yet you look like you fell about 50."
"I remember my friend Blake and I fell down a cliff, I was landing on outstretched rocks, and after the second one I don't remember anything. Then I woke up here." Vincent scratched his head with his good hand.
"Your injuries look like they might fit that story, but we watched you fall down the roof of the Akabeko." Ms. Megumi.
"Well, maybe if my memory clears up I can tell you what happened..." Vincent shrugged with his right shoulder.
"Well, what can you tell us about yourself?" Ms Megumi decided to steer the conversation a different way.
"I am 14, my name is Vincent White, but you can me Vince. 3rd level advanced kung fu, black crane style. Uhhh, I remember living in Seattle Washington, with my mother and my father. No brothers or sisters. Um, that's really about it." He closed his eyes; he was beginning to feel dizzy.
"We should look for your parents. Get some rest. I'll come talk to you in the morning." Ms. Megumi got up, and ushered everyone out of the room.
"Ms. Megumi, this is my room and I'm about to go to sleep anyway." Yahiko lied. So shrugging lightly everyone left save for Yahiko and Vincent. Vincent was asleep on the futon.
'We don't have any spare futons...' Yahiko thought.
'Looks like I'll have to sleep with Vince-nt.' Something inside Yahiko wanted this. It wanted to explore this boy. Although Yahiko wouldn't admit this to himself. Vincent was woken up by the small ruckus Yahiko was making. He watched as Yahiko took off his shirt, revealing a powerful teenage chest, and beautiful abs. 'No! I'm not gay! I shouldn't look...at...' Vincent lost his thoughts as he watched the other boy undress.
~~(stina: well at this point if you are truly so very dense and can't figure out the fact that this story is getting yaoi-ish then you should take my heed and proceed with caution, cuz ya I get annoyed with pointless flamers thx bu bye)~~
The Futon was actually quite large. The two boys would have to be touching to sleep in it though. Secretly neither of them cared, and was looking forward to it. Yahiko, was now in his underwear. A pair of underwear Vincent had never seen before. As he tried very hard not to picture Yahiko naked, he noticed the husky scent again. It was so delicious, and it smelled so pleasant. It was doing other things for him too. His penis was now as stiff as a board.
'I hope he doesn't see the bulge under the thick blanket.' Vincent slid down the futon painfully. He wanted to hide from the other boy. 'So he's not asleep...' Yahiko stopped and thought. He lifted the covers and carefully slid in trying his hardest not to hurt the other boy.
Vincent closed his eyes trying to get to sleep. Wanting to get this awful day over with. Unconsciously he started to undress the other boy in the futon. 'No, no, no, no! I'm not gay...' Vincent was screaming in his mind.
Yahiko slowly slid his hand down to his crotch. He wanted to touch himself so bad. Being in a bed with another boy, let alone a very good-looking boy, enticed him. 'Why am I so worried? I heard somewhere that boys like to experiment!' Yahiko reassured himself.
Eventually they both fell asleep. At around midnight Yahiko woke up. He had been dreaming about him and the other boy together, in a hot spring. Only Vincent wasn't hurt, he and Yahiko were kissing passionately, naked in the hot spring. Yahiko was breathing heavily, he'd never had a dream like that before, and his groin was very very sticky. That's when he noticed that Vincent was asleep. His head was resting on his chest.
'...Maybe he feels the same way I do...?' Yahiko questioned. 'Err... I don't feel anyway!' Nevertheless Yahiko began to stroke the bandaged boy's hair then went back to sleep.
~*FIN*~
Stina: *blushing furiously*...um...er... so ya... guess I have to change the rating for this story now neh?
Hogosha: *currently laughing his head off* you're such a pussy.
Stina: shut up I have young virgin minds to protect... for a while anyways then we can begin to corrupt them *nods*, I've given up on my mind it's been soiled so many times I can't scrub it clean, and no that doesn't automatically make me a dirty slut slut
Hogosha: sure...whatever you say
Stina: oh and to the homophobes no flamers or I might get hostile...or not, it takes very much to make me angry so if you can't deal with the heat, shut up before I smack you upside the head, this is called creative writing so XP...oh and R/R people's *makes air kiss* tootles *waves*