Author's Note-Hi guys. Sorry that this chapter isn't very long, but I
haven't had much time to write today. I'll try to make the next chapter a
bit longer. I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or Animorphs, by the way, so don't
sue me.
~Cassie~
"You shouldn't worry about sessha, de gozaru yo." Kenshin said.
"Well I do! Where were you?!" Kaoru demanded.
Kenshin and Jake exchanged looks. Finally, Kenshin, apparently figuring that honesty was more important than survival, said, "Sessha was with Jake and the others, de gozaru yo."
"WHAT?!" Kaoru yelled angrily. "You shouldn't be going into these battles without us!" She then turned to Jake and gave him a death glare. "And as for you-"
"Kaoru," I interrupted, deciding that it was time to intervene, "I'm getting pretty thirsty. Do you have any tea in this place?" I smiled neutrally.
"Hm? Oh sure." Kaoru said, her mind going completely to another subject. . .hopefully. "Follow me." She walked out of the room.
As I followed and passed Jake, he whispered, "Thanks Cass." I grinned sheepishly and winked at him.
Outside the door, I could hear Marco singing, "Cassie and Jake sitting in a tree-Ow!"
"You're so immature, Marco. . ." I could hear Rachel sigh.
We got to the kitchen and began making the tea. The kitchen was littered with broken dishes and eggshells and other things I would not want to take a guess at. I sweatdropped and supposed one of the guys was going to clean this up in the morning. One thing was sure: In the morning, Kaoru was /not/ cooking. "So," Kaoru spoke up, "I see that you're really good at medicine and stuff. Are you a doctor?"
I smiled. "I am today. . .I guess. Like I said, though, normally I help animals."
"Well, Sanosuke /is/ a roster-head." Kaoru giggled.
"I heard that! Sano yelled from the other room.
"Good! Maybe now you'll wash your hair!" Kaoru called back. I sweatdropped.
~Kenshin~
I was thankful that Cassie-dono had turned away the attention of Kaoru-dono. But that still didn't turn away the attention of everyone else, and more than anything at the moment, I was wishing for some time alone. Jake was pacing back and forth, rubbing his temples. Marco, Sano, Yahiko, and Rachel-dono watched him quietly. Finally, Jake turned to me.
"Kenshin," he said in a calm, quiet voice that I could tell suppressed his anger, "you know nothing about the Yeerks. If you were caught, they would find out who we were. They catch us, and the world is enslaved."
"Sessha would never give them information, no matter what the torture it would be that he would have to endure. Sessha does not fear death." I replied defiantly. Rachel-dono rolled her eyes and Marco snorted.
"Kenshin, they don't need to use torture. If you're a controller, then the Yeerk can read your thoughts and memories like a book." Jake said.
Yes. I saw what was going on. I saw the pools of sludge rippling with slugs. I saw the creaming, crying, hopeless faces of the victims. It filled me with anger and sadness and then the numbness of reality. So much that I began to feel myself slipping away. . .
"Kenshin, why are your eyes beginning to turn amber?" Rachel asked.
"What?! Oh no! Kenshin!" Sanosuke cried, moving over to me. Everything went black for a moment, and suddenly I could see everything much sharper, like a bird of prey. Then my vision turned to blood red. "Kenshin! Kenshin!" Sanosuke yelled, grabbing my shoulders and giving me a rough shake.
I blinked, everything going back to normal. "O-oro?" I stammered. I looked around to see the Animorphs staring at me as Yahiko explained how I would go into my assassin personality when I was enraged and whatnot. When Yahiko was finished, there was a long silence. I stared at the floor.
Finally, Marco spoke up what everyone must have been thinking: "So. . .he's insane?"
~Jake~
I glanced at Marco, then looked over at Kenshin. Well, this was something they forgot to mention. Kenshin was a schizophrenic.
"He's mentally unbalanced, Marco." Rachel said, trying to put it in a kinder and more intelligent light.
"As are we all." Marco said. "But none of us are schizos. Except maybe Tobias." He said thoughtfully. "Mind of a hawk and a human."
"Maybe." Rachel said coldly.
"Oro. . ." Kenshin said, staring down at the floor and reminding us that he was still in the room.
"Kenshin," I asked, "Can you fight even in Battousai mode?"
Kenshin silently nodded. "Sessha can fight perhaps even better that way. But he takes all life for granted, including his own."
"You can tell when he's Battousai and when he's not. His eyes turn gold and he barely talks." Yahiko added helpfully.
I sighed. "Okay. . .Kenshin, you still help. I'm not going to stop you." I said. "But try to keep tabs on Battousai and your anger, got it?"
"Hai." Kenshin said. I had a feeling that he didn't understand the phrase of 'keeping tabs', but I hoped that he at least got the idea.
We all looked grim as the following silence stretched on for a couple of minutes. Finally, Kenshin smiled and stood up. "Well, sessha is going to retire to bed. If you need him, please feel free to wake him up, de gozaru yo. Goodnight." He walked down the hall and into a room.
"Kenshin can handle himself. I'm positive of that." Yahiko said confidently, nodding.
"I'm not so sure, kid-" Sanosuke said.
"Don't call me a kid!"
"Though I would trust him with my life, Kenshin is going to have enough trouble with the war within himself first, before dealing with any external problems. I'm sure the fight with Shishio was enough of a struggle against Battousai, but this is gonna be a full-blown war! Who knows how long this could go on for."
"Not if we stop it before it starts!" Rachel argued. "I want to hurry up finish this so I can get back to my own time where people have malls and men wear pants!"
"What do you mean guys don't wear pants?! That was only Kamatari, the cross dresser from the Juppongatana!" Yahiko demanded.
"Guys wear pants! I wear pants." Sano agreed.
"You're wearing a skirt, aren't you?!" Rachel demanded to Yahiko.
"It's a hakama! Samurai wear these kind of pants!" Yahiko retorted.
". . .So they're kind of like skorts?"
"What the hell is a skort?"
I ignored the two's bickering and turned back to Sano. "Are you saying that we shouldn't let him help?" I asked.
Sanosuke shook his head. "Not really. Kenshin was the Inshin Shishi's trump card. Without him, they probably wouldn't have won the war. But I am saying that Kenshin will fight until the Yeerks lose the war. . .or until he looses his sanity."
Author's Note-Hey, thanks for all the ideas on the morphs. If you have any more, feel free to tell me. Oh, and Zazu, thanks for reminding me. I had forgotten that they had private zoos. ^_^; They'll probably find one of those, and it will probably make picking morphs a whole lot easier. And Riverwood, lol! I can picture the Animorphs trying to convince Yahiko to morph into a gerbil. . .Well, it's late, and I gotta go, so review! Ja ne!
~Cassie~
"You shouldn't worry about sessha, de gozaru yo." Kenshin said.
"Well I do! Where were you?!" Kaoru demanded.
Kenshin and Jake exchanged looks. Finally, Kenshin, apparently figuring that honesty was more important than survival, said, "Sessha was with Jake and the others, de gozaru yo."
"WHAT?!" Kaoru yelled angrily. "You shouldn't be going into these battles without us!" She then turned to Jake and gave him a death glare. "And as for you-"
"Kaoru," I interrupted, deciding that it was time to intervene, "I'm getting pretty thirsty. Do you have any tea in this place?" I smiled neutrally.
"Hm? Oh sure." Kaoru said, her mind going completely to another subject. . .hopefully. "Follow me." She walked out of the room.
As I followed and passed Jake, he whispered, "Thanks Cass." I grinned sheepishly and winked at him.
Outside the door, I could hear Marco singing, "Cassie and Jake sitting in a tree-Ow!"
"You're so immature, Marco. . ." I could hear Rachel sigh.
We got to the kitchen and began making the tea. The kitchen was littered with broken dishes and eggshells and other things I would not want to take a guess at. I sweatdropped and supposed one of the guys was going to clean this up in the morning. One thing was sure: In the morning, Kaoru was /not/ cooking. "So," Kaoru spoke up, "I see that you're really good at medicine and stuff. Are you a doctor?"
I smiled. "I am today. . .I guess. Like I said, though, normally I help animals."
"Well, Sanosuke /is/ a roster-head." Kaoru giggled.
"I heard that! Sano yelled from the other room.
"Good! Maybe now you'll wash your hair!" Kaoru called back. I sweatdropped.
~Kenshin~
I was thankful that Cassie-dono had turned away the attention of Kaoru-dono. But that still didn't turn away the attention of everyone else, and more than anything at the moment, I was wishing for some time alone. Jake was pacing back and forth, rubbing his temples. Marco, Sano, Yahiko, and Rachel-dono watched him quietly. Finally, Jake turned to me.
"Kenshin," he said in a calm, quiet voice that I could tell suppressed his anger, "you know nothing about the Yeerks. If you were caught, they would find out who we were. They catch us, and the world is enslaved."
"Sessha would never give them information, no matter what the torture it would be that he would have to endure. Sessha does not fear death." I replied defiantly. Rachel-dono rolled her eyes and Marco snorted.
"Kenshin, they don't need to use torture. If you're a controller, then the Yeerk can read your thoughts and memories like a book." Jake said.
Yes. I saw what was going on. I saw the pools of sludge rippling with slugs. I saw the creaming, crying, hopeless faces of the victims. It filled me with anger and sadness and then the numbness of reality. So much that I began to feel myself slipping away. . .
"Kenshin, why are your eyes beginning to turn amber?" Rachel asked.
"What?! Oh no! Kenshin!" Sanosuke cried, moving over to me. Everything went black for a moment, and suddenly I could see everything much sharper, like a bird of prey. Then my vision turned to blood red. "Kenshin! Kenshin!" Sanosuke yelled, grabbing my shoulders and giving me a rough shake.
I blinked, everything going back to normal. "O-oro?" I stammered. I looked around to see the Animorphs staring at me as Yahiko explained how I would go into my assassin personality when I was enraged and whatnot. When Yahiko was finished, there was a long silence. I stared at the floor.
Finally, Marco spoke up what everyone must have been thinking: "So. . .he's insane?"
~Jake~
I glanced at Marco, then looked over at Kenshin. Well, this was something they forgot to mention. Kenshin was a schizophrenic.
"He's mentally unbalanced, Marco." Rachel said, trying to put it in a kinder and more intelligent light.
"As are we all." Marco said. "But none of us are schizos. Except maybe Tobias." He said thoughtfully. "Mind of a hawk and a human."
"Maybe." Rachel said coldly.
"Oro. . ." Kenshin said, staring down at the floor and reminding us that he was still in the room.
"Kenshin," I asked, "Can you fight even in Battousai mode?"
Kenshin silently nodded. "Sessha can fight perhaps even better that way. But he takes all life for granted, including his own."
"You can tell when he's Battousai and when he's not. His eyes turn gold and he barely talks." Yahiko added helpfully.
I sighed. "Okay. . .Kenshin, you still help. I'm not going to stop you." I said. "But try to keep tabs on Battousai and your anger, got it?"
"Hai." Kenshin said. I had a feeling that he didn't understand the phrase of 'keeping tabs', but I hoped that he at least got the idea.
We all looked grim as the following silence stretched on for a couple of minutes. Finally, Kenshin smiled and stood up. "Well, sessha is going to retire to bed. If you need him, please feel free to wake him up, de gozaru yo. Goodnight." He walked down the hall and into a room.
"Kenshin can handle himself. I'm positive of that." Yahiko said confidently, nodding.
"I'm not so sure, kid-" Sanosuke said.
"Don't call me a kid!"
"Though I would trust him with my life, Kenshin is going to have enough trouble with the war within himself first, before dealing with any external problems. I'm sure the fight with Shishio was enough of a struggle against Battousai, but this is gonna be a full-blown war! Who knows how long this could go on for."
"Not if we stop it before it starts!" Rachel argued. "I want to hurry up finish this so I can get back to my own time where people have malls and men wear pants!"
"What do you mean guys don't wear pants?! That was only Kamatari, the cross dresser from the Juppongatana!" Yahiko demanded.
"Guys wear pants! I wear pants." Sano agreed.
"You're wearing a skirt, aren't you?!" Rachel demanded to Yahiko.
"It's a hakama! Samurai wear these kind of pants!" Yahiko retorted.
". . .So they're kind of like skorts?"
"What the hell is a skort?"
I ignored the two's bickering and turned back to Sano. "Are you saying that we shouldn't let him help?" I asked.
Sanosuke shook his head. "Not really. Kenshin was the Inshin Shishi's trump card. Without him, they probably wouldn't have won the war. But I am saying that Kenshin will fight until the Yeerks lose the war. . .or until he looses his sanity."
Author's Note-Hey, thanks for all the ideas on the morphs. If you have any more, feel free to tell me. Oh, and Zazu, thanks for reminding me. I had forgotten that they had private zoos. ^_^; They'll probably find one of those, and it will probably make picking morphs a whole lot easier. And Riverwood, lol! I can picture the Animorphs trying to convince Yahiko to morph into a gerbil. . .Well, it's late, and I gotta go, so review! Ja ne!