Karta: Hello there! It's me, the authoress of this fan fiction, here to
explain the obvious. Like the fact that I do NOT own Rurouni Kenshin. Oh! I
wanted to give you all some back ground info too.
You see my mom sometimes walks in and out of the room where my sister and I watch everyone's favorite Rurouni. While in the room at one point she asked us why that girl (Kenshin) had such a deep voice. With much horror I explained that he is a male, not a she. This seemed to satisfy her, sort of, but not for long. She explained that "He" looked like a very pretty girl, much prettier that any of the actual girls, and proceeded to point out everything that made Kenshin look female.
So, anyway, now I just have to write a fan fiction. I am inspired. So let us begin!
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"I'm hungry. When's breakfast, Ugly?" Yahiko groaned, glancing up from the dojo floor which he was sprawled upon.
"I thought you didn't like my cooking, little Yahiko." Karou replied, a warning fist raised.
Kenshin chuckled in the background. 'She would have to be gritting her teeth to get such a strained tone.' He held back another chuckle, but did not refrain from smiling softly.
"Who said it had to be your cooking, huh?" The spiky haired student retorted, "Any food would be good."
"Hah! You would be honored to have dishes like the ones I cook." Karou shouted, letting her balled fist connected with her student's head, "Unfortunately, for you anyway, we don't have any food."
"That can be easily remedied, Karou-dono." Kenshin stood from his cross legged position, "I will gladly go to the market."
"Normally, I would accept your offer," Karou began, her eyes suddenly going very teary, "but we don't have any money either."
"Well then I guess I'll be going." Sanosuke, who had not been previously noticed by any of the dojo dwellers, began to quickly make his escape.
"Hold it!" Karou regained her composure, almost as quickly as she had lost it, "I think it's about time you pay us back a little for all those free meals you've gotten, hm Sano? Sano?"
By this time the fighter for hire was sprinting towards the dojo entrance, at full speed. Surprisingly, or maybe not, Karou managed to tackle him before he got even half way there.
"I can't believe you would try to run out on us! Jerk!" Poor Sano now had an angry D-eyed Karou sitting on his back, trying to gnaw his head off.
"Ah, Miss Karou. Perhaps we can find work in town? There must be a few job openings." Kenshin offered with a smile, "Yahiko and I will both work, that we will."
"Hey who said I would-"
"Oh, you will! Then let's go!" Karou exclaimed, cutting off Yahiko's protests. She jumped up, standing on Sano's back, and pointed towards the exit, "Let's go get breakfast."
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"Well? How did your guy's hunt for jobs go?" Sano asked, still a little annoyed at being roped into their profession quest.
"Not too well I'm afraid." Kenshin looked to Yahiko hopefully. The boy swordsman shook his head and glanced at Karou.
"All the shops were afraid my beauty would intimidate their customers." Karou became teary eyed again.
"Hey what's that?" Kenshin inquired pointing across the square, thus preventing Yahiko from making a comment that would get his head dented.
"Huh? Oh, that's a message board. The shops will sometimes hang flyers, to inform the towns people about sales and other events that their store sponsors." Karou answered with one of her usual detailed replies.
"Why didn't you mention it before?" Sanosuke look more than slightly annoyed, "I'm sure they have help wanted posters!" He began hurrying over to the large board.
"Well you didn't ask!" Karou called back running over to him. It only took a few seconds for the entire group to begin their scan of the flyers. The first few were automatically out, since none of the four had any experience with them. A fencing completion was pointed out by Sano, but soon it too was disregarded. (Yahiko: It'd be like attacking a toddler!). One poster describing a cooking contest was noted, but Kenshin, being the only one with ANY culinary skills, mentioned that being edible did not make his food particularly good. Several posters later Yahiko noticed another possibility.
"Hey what about this." He jabbed his finger in the direction of a pristine poster, announcing a dance competition.
"Dancing?" Karou sounded hesitant, "Yahiko, this is a couples dance contest."
"Yeah, so? It has a cash prize doesn't it?" The teen replied heatedly.
"Yes, but, I don't know if any of us can dance." Was the assistant master's not unreasonable argument. The group was silent for a moment before Sano of all people spoke up.
"I can." He looked back at the other three who eyed him strangely, "What!? It's an important skill to have!"
"That may be but, this is still a couples contest and... Despite my incredible beauty and grace... I can't dance." Karou blushed slightly.
"What about Miss Megumi?" Sano asked.
"Nope. She left with doctor Gensai incase he needed help in that village." Karou replied. (A/N: Why is it that Karou always seems to know everything?)
"I suppose we will have to keep searching then." Kenshin shrugged. Karou looked the wanderer from head to toe.
"Maybe not." She grinned, "You know Kenshin, swordsman ship and dancing are a lot alike."
"Huh?"
"Yes, indeed. Very similar." Karou walked around him slowly. Finally she came to a stop and looked at the two not involved. "I think we've found ourselves a second dancer."
"ORO!!!"
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Karta: Hope that wasn't too bad... Please R&R!
You want to review... You want to review... Did it work?
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You see my mom sometimes walks in and out of the room where my sister and I watch everyone's favorite Rurouni. While in the room at one point she asked us why that girl (Kenshin) had such a deep voice. With much horror I explained that he is a male, not a she. This seemed to satisfy her, sort of, but not for long. She explained that "He" looked like a very pretty girl, much prettier that any of the actual girls, and proceeded to point out everything that made Kenshin look female.
So, anyway, now I just have to write a fan fiction. I am inspired. So let us begin!
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"I'm hungry. When's breakfast, Ugly?" Yahiko groaned, glancing up from the dojo floor which he was sprawled upon.
"I thought you didn't like my cooking, little Yahiko." Karou replied, a warning fist raised.
Kenshin chuckled in the background. 'She would have to be gritting her teeth to get such a strained tone.' He held back another chuckle, but did not refrain from smiling softly.
"Who said it had to be your cooking, huh?" The spiky haired student retorted, "Any food would be good."
"Hah! You would be honored to have dishes like the ones I cook." Karou shouted, letting her balled fist connected with her student's head, "Unfortunately, for you anyway, we don't have any food."
"That can be easily remedied, Karou-dono." Kenshin stood from his cross legged position, "I will gladly go to the market."
"Normally, I would accept your offer," Karou began, her eyes suddenly going very teary, "but we don't have any money either."
"Well then I guess I'll be going." Sanosuke, who had not been previously noticed by any of the dojo dwellers, began to quickly make his escape.
"Hold it!" Karou regained her composure, almost as quickly as she had lost it, "I think it's about time you pay us back a little for all those free meals you've gotten, hm Sano? Sano?"
By this time the fighter for hire was sprinting towards the dojo entrance, at full speed. Surprisingly, or maybe not, Karou managed to tackle him before he got even half way there.
"I can't believe you would try to run out on us! Jerk!" Poor Sano now had an angry D-eyed Karou sitting on his back, trying to gnaw his head off.
"Ah, Miss Karou. Perhaps we can find work in town? There must be a few job openings." Kenshin offered with a smile, "Yahiko and I will both work, that we will."
"Hey who said I would-"
"Oh, you will! Then let's go!" Karou exclaimed, cutting off Yahiko's protests. She jumped up, standing on Sano's back, and pointed towards the exit, "Let's go get breakfast."
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"Well? How did your guy's hunt for jobs go?" Sano asked, still a little annoyed at being roped into their profession quest.
"Not too well I'm afraid." Kenshin looked to Yahiko hopefully. The boy swordsman shook his head and glanced at Karou.
"All the shops were afraid my beauty would intimidate their customers." Karou became teary eyed again.
"Hey what's that?" Kenshin inquired pointing across the square, thus preventing Yahiko from making a comment that would get his head dented.
"Huh? Oh, that's a message board. The shops will sometimes hang flyers, to inform the towns people about sales and other events that their store sponsors." Karou answered with one of her usual detailed replies.
"Why didn't you mention it before?" Sanosuke look more than slightly annoyed, "I'm sure they have help wanted posters!" He began hurrying over to the large board.
"Well you didn't ask!" Karou called back running over to him. It only took a few seconds for the entire group to begin their scan of the flyers. The first few were automatically out, since none of the four had any experience with them. A fencing completion was pointed out by Sano, but soon it too was disregarded. (Yahiko: It'd be like attacking a toddler!). One poster describing a cooking contest was noted, but Kenshin, being the only one with ANY culinary skills, mentioned that being edible did not make his food particularly good. Several posters later Yahiko noticed another possibility.
"Hey what about this." He jabbed his finger in the direction of a pristine poster, announcing a dance competition.
"Dancing?" Karou sounded hesitant, "Yahiko, this is a couples dance contest."
"Yeah, so? It has a cash prize doesn't it?" The teen replied heatedly.
"Yes, but, I don't know if any of us can dance." Was the assistant master's not unreasonable argument. The group was silent for a moment before Sano of all people spoke up.
"I can." He looked back at the other three who eyed him strangely, "What!? It's an important skill to have!"
"That may be but, this is still a couples contest and... Despite my incredible beauty and grace... I can't dance." Karou blushed slightly.
"What about Miss Megumi?" Sano asked.
"Nope. She left with doctor Gensai incase he needed help in that village." Karou replied. (A/N: Why is it that Karou always seems to know everything?)
"I suppose we will have to keep searching then." Kenshin shrugged. Karou looked the wanderer from head to toe.
"Maybe not." She grinned, "You know Kenshin, swordsman ship and dancing are a lot alike."
"Huh?"
"Yes, indeed. Very similar." Karou walked around him slowly. Finally she came to a stop and looked at the two not involved. "I think we've found ourselves a second dancer."
"ORO!!!"
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Karta: Hope that wasn't too bad... Please R&R!
You want to review... You want to review... Did it work?
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