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Kaoru, Yahiko, Kenshin and Tsurughi sat around the short table in the dojo. Kaoru served the tea and all eyes turned to Tsurughi.
She stared down into her cup, her face was blank of all emotion. "The story of Hitokiri Yureiken," She began, she took a deep breath. "Ken-chan and I trained together in the style of Hiten Mitsurughi. When the revolution started we became Hitokiri."
"Yureiken is what I was known as, just as Kenshin was the Battousai. I became the Yureiken. Equally feared by our opposition." She felt her lips turn up in a bitter smile. "I was feared even more so, I became like Genay. Killing only for the adrenaline rush that comes from the sight and smell of blood. But unlike him, I didn't give a warning before I killed.
"After the revolution ended, Yureiken could find no more soldiers to kill. I began to retake control of my body. I destroyed my original katana."
FLASHBACK-------
Blood splattered on her face, the salty metallic scent filled her nose. The crimson liquid stained the blade of her katana. Her opponent lay in a disgraceful heap, his throat slit wide open.
Tsurughi stared in horror. The scene replayed over in her head.
He had been determined to kill one last Imperialist. Tsurughi, unfortunately for him, was the only Imperialist around. He had attacked her, he had been pathetically easy to disarm. He had begged for his life. He had been defenseless. She had killed him. She had killed a defenseless man.
She dropped her blade.
She turned and ran.
She ran from the long years that she had been a man slayer, she ran from that last scene. The picture of her bloody katana, and the dead man. She ran until her breath burned her throat, and the cramp in her side felt like a stab wound. Her legs were numb. She lost all track of everything around her. She saw nothing, heard nothing, her mind was numb to everything except those images in her head and the pain.
Her knees gave out beneath her, she fell into blissful unconsciousness.
The cool night breeze caressing her cheek, and the sounds of the forest coming to life roused her from the abysmal darkness. She sat up, and looked around. She was in a pine grove, the half moon was rising over the tree tops.
;;Hitokiri Yureiken, is that all I am? A man slayer? A murderer? ;; She wondered. She had never had time to find her true self. The only thing she knew was the sword. Her katana had been her life for years. Violence, blood, pain.
Tsurughi felt a dismal feeling of hopelessness. Of being insignificant, and worthless. Not just to the people, but to herself. She was only now realizing that the true Himura Tsurughi had never actually lived. She had always been repressed by the Hitokiri Yureiken.
"I'll find out who I am." She told the black shadows around her. "I'll wander until I find out who I am."
-But you can never fully give up the sword- the traitorous part of her mind hissed. It was right. The sword had been her life. She couldn't give it up.
"I'll use a reverse blade. I can't kill anyone with that." She said aloud. She turned and began to walk.
So began the days of the wanderer, Himura Tsurughi.
****************End Flashback
"I heard tales of a wanderer, who looked so much like me, with a cross- shaped scar. I knew it had to be you." She said looking at Kenshin. "Up until then, I thought you had died in Kyoto."
"So your wandering was so you could find out who you were?" Yahiko asked.
"Hai."
"But how can you not know who you are? I could understand if you had amnesia or something, but," Yahiko started.
"Kenshin, Kaoru, and Tsurughi exchanged glances. Yahiko was mature for his age, but there were still things he didn't understand. Things that could only be learned as you live, through time.
"Will you stay here with us, Tsurughi-san?" Kaoru asked.
Tsurughi shrugged. "For awhile, I suppose." She replied.
"Hey minna-chan! I'm back!" A male voice shouted.
"That would be Sanosuke." Kaoru said, "He's a real freeloader."
"Now, Kaoru-san, that's not very kind. That it's not." Kenshin protested.
;;That it's not? WHAT?;; Tsurughi wondered, looking at her oniisan.
HEY PEOPLE! New chapter is out, now review dammit!
Oh, FYI
Yureiken-Ghost sword.
Tsurughi-another word for sword.
(just for the hell of it) Ken-sword Shin-heart
Kenshin- Swordheart
Oniisan- older brother.
Minna-everyone/ guys
Katana-japanese sword
R&R!
Kaoru, Yahiko, Kenshin and Tsurughi sat around the short table in the dojo. Kaoru served the tea and all eyes turned to Tsurughi.
She stared down into her cup, her face was blank of all emotion. "The story of Hitokiri Yureiken," She began, she took a deep breath. "Ken-chan and I trained together in the style of Hiten Mitsurughi. When the revolution started we became Hitokiri."
"Yureiken is what I was known as, just as Kenshin was the Battousai. I became the Yureiken. Equally feared by our opposition." She felt her lips turn up in a bitter smile. "I was feared even more so, I became like Genay. Killing only for the adrenaline rush that comes from the sight and smell of blood. But unlike him, I didn't give a warning before I killed.
"After the revolution ended, Yureiken could find no more soldiers to kill. I began to retake control of my body. I destroyed my original katana."
FLASHBACK-------
Blood splattered on her face, the salty metallic scent filled her nose. The crimson liquid stained the blade of her katana. Her opponent lay in a disgraceful heap, his throat slit wide open.
Tsurughi stared in horror. The scene replayed over in her head.
He had been determined to kill one last Imperialist. Tsurughi, unfortunately for him, was the only Imperialist around. He had attacked her, he had been pathetically easy to disarm. He had begged for his life. He had been defenseless. She had killed him. She had killed a defenseless man.
She dropped her blade.
She turned and ran.
She ran from the long years that she had been a man slayer, she ran from that last scene. The picture of her bloody katana, and the dead man. She ran until her breath burned her throat, and the cramp in her side felt like a stab wound. Her legs were numb. She lost all track of everything around her. She saw nothing, heard nothing, her mind was numb to everything except those images in her head and the pain.
Her knees gave out beneath her, she fell into blissful unconsciousness.
The cool night breeze caressing her cheek, and the sounds of the forest coming to life roused her from the abysmal darkness. She sat up, and looked around. She was in a pine grove, the half moon was rising over the tree tops.
;;Hitokiri Yureiken, is that all I am? A man slayer? A murderer? ;; She wondered. She had never had time to find her true self. The only thing she knew was the sword. Her katana had been her life for years. Violence, blood, pain.
Tsurughi felt a dismal feeling of hopelessness. Of being insignificant, and worthless. Not just to the people, but to herself. She was only now realizing that the true Himura Tsurughi had never actually lived. She had always been repressed by the Hitokiri Yureiken.
"I'll find out who I am." She told the black shadows around her. "I'll wander until I find out who I am."
-But you can never fully give up the sword- the traitorous part of her mind hissed. It was right. The sword had been her life. She couldn't give it up.
"I'll use a reverse blade. I can't kill anyone with that." She said aloud. She turned and began to walk.
So began the days of the wanderer, Himura Tsurughi.
****************End Flashback
"I heard tales of a wanderer, who looked so much like me, with a cross- shaped scar. I knew it had to be you." She said looking at Kenshin. "Up until then, I thought you had died in Kyoto."
"So your wandering was so you could find out who you were?" Yahiko asked.
"Hai."
"But how can you not know who you are? I could understand if you had amnesia or something, but," Yahiko started.
"Kenshin, Kaoru, and Tsurughi exchanged glances. Yahiko was mature for his age, but there were still things he didn't understand. Things that could only be learned as you live, through time.
"Will you stay here with us, Tsurughi-san?" Kaoru asked.
Tsurughi shrugged. "For awhile, I suppose." She replied.
"Hey minna-chan! I'm back!" A male voice shouted.
"That would be Sanosuke." Kaoru said, "He's a real freeloader."
"Now, Kaoru-san, that's not very kind. That it's not." Kenshin protested.
;;That it's not? WHAT?;; Tsurughi wondered, looking at her oniisan.
HEY PEOPLE! New chapter is out, now review dammit!
Oh, FYI
Yureiken-Ghost sword.
Tsurughi-another word for sword.
(just for the hell of it) Ken-sword Shin-heart
Kenshin- Swordheart
Oniisan- older brother.
Minna-everyone/ guys
Katana-japanese sword
R&R!