I finally updated! I'm not completely hopeless!
R&R peeps!
Tsurughi stayed at the Kamiya dojo for several weeks. And she proved to be quite the opposite of her older brother. For a start, she had absolutely no talent with children, Ayame and Suzume adored playing with Kenshin, but not Tsurughi. She did what she could to help around the dojo, mainly cleaning, she wasn't allowed anywhere near the kitchen for good reason, to put it bluntly Yahiko claimed her cooking was worse than Kaoru's. Everyday she would vanish from the dojo to the old shrine to train. Mostly it was meditation, to work on her control.
But this wouldn't be much of a story if something exciting didn't happen, now would it?
Shadows, yes, he liked shadows. Shadows were kind to him, they didn't hurt him, they hid him. He liked very few things, he loved nothing. He had no one to love him, and had no one to give love to. He spent his days in his attic room at the inn, as long as he did nothing illegal and paid his bill, he was allowed to stay. And stay he did, gazing out the window at the dusty streets. Filled with the gabble of these Japanese savages.
Oh he hated them, hated their refusal to admit that the Europeans were superior, the war had ended ten years ago, but the savages that still opposed the Western ways still lived. That should not have been allowed. They should have died, should have been slaughtered like the beasts they were.
His wild gaze swept the street, and froze, his eyes fell on a red haired female, with lavender eyes. ;;the Battousai?;; He thought, and he looked closer, ;;No, it's a female heathen, no scar, the Yureiken then.;; He thought, rage burned him.
;;That, that, creature!;; He thought, fingering the black patch over his left eye, she had done this to him! She had taken his left eye, she had taken his honor, she was the reason he stayed in this rancid country. He couldn't face his peers at home, he had been beaten by a FEMALE. A weak little girl.
His fist clenched. Oh she would feel every bit of suffering she had put him through, she would know what it felt like to have your honor and pride ripped from her.
"You will pay, Hitokiri Yureiken, Tsurughi Himura." He said, his gravelly voice livid with hate.
I know, short chapter, but more is coming soon, I hope, R&R people
Tsurughi stayed at the Kamiya dojo for several weeks. And she proved to be quite the opposite of her older brother. For a start, she had absolutely no talent with children, Ayame and Suzume adored playing with Kenshin, but not Tsurughi. She did what she could to help around the dojo, mainly cleaning, she wasn't allowed anywhere near the kitchen for good reason, to put it bluntly Yahiko claimed her cooking was worse than Kaoru's. Everyday she would vanish from the dojo to the old shrine to train. Mostly it was meditation, to work on her control.
But this wouldn't be much of a story if something exciting didn't happen, now would it?
Shadows, yes, he liked shadows. Shadows were kind to him, they didn't hurt him, they hid him. He liked very few things, he loved nothing. He had no one to love him, and had no one to give love to. He spent his days in his attic room at the inn, as long as he did nothing illegal and paid his bill, he was allowed to stay. And stay he did, gazing out the window at the dusty streets. Filled with the gabble of these Japanese savages.
Oh he hated them, hated their refusal to admit that the Europeans were superior, the war had ended ten years ago, but the savages that still opposed the Western ways still lived. That should not have been allowed. They should have died, should have been slaughtered like the beasts they were.
His wild gaze swept the street, and froze, his eyes fell on a red haired female, with lavender eyes. ;;the Battousai?;; He thought, and he looked closer, ;;No, it's a female heathen, no scar, the Yureiken then.;; He thought, rage burned him.
;;That, that, creature!;; He thought, fingering the black patch over his left eye, she had done this to him! She had taken his left eye, she had taken his honor, she was the reason he stayed in this rancid country. He couldn't face his peers at home, he had been beaten by a FEMALE. A weak little girl.
His fist clenched. Oh she would feel every bit of suffering she had put him through, she would know what it felt like to have your honor and pride ripped from her.
"You will pay, Hitokiri Yureiken, Tsurughi Himura." He said, his gravelly voice livid with hate.
I know, short chapter, but more is coming soon, I hope, R&R people