**Pechan hates disclaimers. They're very boring, and STATE THE OBVIOUS. And
she hates spell check. It can turn a misspelled word like 'siure' into
'squire' when she really meant to spell 'sure'. IT'S BEEN IRRITATING HER
ALL DAY!! Anyways, she doesn't own any Rurouni Kenshin things. Except all
the things she could buy with Saito's face on it. Nyah ha!!
~ Bohica ~
The first day Tokio woke up alone in the big house was the day he left. He left as soon as he gave her the house. Instantly, her elation to depression. So for the first day of waking up alone, and staying alone, was rather rough. She didn't move all morning. Presently, she became bored with being depressed. So she began to busy herself with cleaning the house. She started to sweep the porch, during the whole time she didn't cry. After she swept the porch, she began to get on her knees to yank out the weeds coming for all sorts of cracks in the stone pathway, and anywhere eyes. Her eyes did not water. She dipped a cloth into a full bucket of water, and began to scrub the floors. She didn't have any tears falling, mixing into the bucket lately.
She didn't cry. Yesterday she cried for the whole night, until she felt she had sucked out all the moisture in her body. She was surprised she could still spit, she felt empty. A weird analogy, but it's what she felt. In fact, when she woke up, she didn't cry. She didn't cry as she sat, looking at the wall for a good two hours. She didn't cry when she began to clean the house. And she didn't feel like she needed to.
She didn't know what was happening to her, but she felt no sadness. Just..................... just set back, as if that little incident got her sidetracked. But something big did happen. He was gone. And may never come back. He may have left her behind for good. Or maybe, he just couldn't come back.................
It should had driven her to tears, like last night, but now, she felt different. As if a burden was lifted. As if, she didn't have to care anymore. She no longer had to care what he was thinking about her, she no longer had to dress up for him, and she no longer had to get out of her way to spend time with him. He was gone, and with hi, all the responsibilities that came to loving him.
Instead of feeling sad, she felt nothing. She was empty. And the only thing she wanted to do right now was to clean the house, since she'd be leaving in it.
So it's what she did. For a good whole day. She didn't even feel hungry. In fact, she didn't feel like she had to eat anything again. Well, of course, her stomach and heart were empty! Why bother filling it up again? It'll just empty later. Or sooner. Or she'd collapse, whichever comes first.
With no worries of whatever happens to her, she softly hummed some unknown song to herself, as she scrubbed the kitchen. Not a bad house. It was just hiding under a layer of dust. Now that it was clean, anyone would like to keep it. Maybe she'd even sell it, if she didn't need it anymore.
But the thought left her, as she ran he finger down the wall post. That wouldn't be fair. It was given to her. and she never was one to give away a gift. No matter hoe useless it would be to her.
**You're being rather harsh. Is this the anger part of depression?**
A gun would be nice. If she had money to buy a gun, she'd go out and pick one up, and shoot the damn conscious that had been nagging at her for years.
That night she didn't change as she slept in her days clothes.
The next day, for lack of any interest in working or eating, she began to sweep the porch.
It surprised her, hearing someone knock at her gates. They swung open a bit, and Rei poked her head in.
"Hi ho!!" she sang, she closed the door behind her, and walked in. She wore a purple kimono with white stripes.
Tokio smiled, "Yo, what's up?"
Rei giggled, and skipped over, "Nothin' much. Heard your guy split on ya."
Tokio said nothing, and began to sweep again.
"Hey, don't get mad or sad, or whatever it is your doing now. I just came to tell you, don't worry about it. I mean, hey, nice house you have now!! Maybe next time you can date some other old guy and he'll get you a maid before he splits." Rei giggled.
Tokio eyed her levelly, "Rei, I'm in no mood."
"No, of course not, sorry," she held out her hand, and grinned, "But, you are holdin' up all right, aren't ya?"
Tokio smiled, and shook her head, "Yeah, I'm holding up all right. I mean, he was an idiotic dumb@$$. Who needs him?"
"Denial. I love that stage." Rei nodded.
Tokio frowned, "I mean it."
Rei shrugged, "Hey, sure, whatever helps you sleep at night," before Tokio could sock her she crossed her arms, "Aaaaaaaaannnyyyyywaayyyyyyyyssss, that cop is gone for good, right?"
"Why? Would he have gotten in the way of your new job?"
"Bull's eye!!"
Tokio swept some more, "Well, whatever. Just don't drag me into it."
Rei chuckled nervously, hands clasped behind her back. "Well ya see, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Cause as it turns out, I do need you for something."
Tokio frowned, "What the hell for?"
Rei giggled, "Silly, Tokio!! Didn't you figure it out? Geez, I was at the hot springs with ya and I even followed you home!"
Tokio widened her eyes, as Rei slid a knife out of her obi's bow. "My job is you!!"
**Bohica comes from the comic book 'Negation'; it's where it was used over and over it mean. (it might have been used somewhere else, but that's where I saw it first and only thus far) It means, "Bend Over, Here It Comes Again." Another cute name for, 'The sh!t really starts to hit the fan now'.**
~ Bohica ~
The first day Tokio woke up alone in the big house was the day he left. He left as soon as he gave her the house. Instantly, her elation to depression. So for the first day of waking up alone, and staying alone, was rather rough. She didn't move all morning. Presently, she became bored with being depressed. So she began to busy herself with cleaning the house. She started to sweep the porch, during the whole time she didn't cry. After she swept the porch, she began to get on her knees to yank out the weeds coming for all sorts of cracks in the stone pathway, and anywhere eyes. Her eyes did not water. She dipped a cloth into a full bucket of water, and began to scrub the floors. She didn't have any tears falling, mixing into the bucket lately.
She didn't cry. Yesterday she cried for the whole night, until she felt she had sucked out all the moisture in her body. She was surprised she could still spit, she felt empty. A weird analogy, but it's what she felt. In fact, when she woke up, she didn't cry. She didn't cry as she sat, looking at the wall for a good two hours. She didn't cry when she began to clean the house. And she didn't feel like she needed to.
She didn't know what was happening to her, but she felt no sadness. Just..................... just set back, as if that little incident got her sidetracked. But something big did happen. He was gone. And may never come back. He may have left her behind for good. Or maybe, he just couldn't come back.................
It should had driven her to tears, like last night, but now, she felt different. As if a burden was lifted. As if, she didn't have to care anymore. She no longer had to care what he was thinking about her, she no longer had to dress up for him, and she no longer had to get out of her way to spend time with him. He was gone, and with hi, all the responsibilities that came to loving him.
Instead of feeling sad, she felt nothing. She was empty. And the only thing she wanted to do right now was to clean the house, since she'd be leaving in it.
So it's what she did. For a good whole day. She didn't even feel hungry. In fact, she didn't feel like she had to eat anything again. Well, of course, her stomach and heart were empty! Why bother filling it up again? It'll just empty later. Or sooner. Or she'd collapse, whichever comes first.
With no worries of whatever happens to her, she softly hummed some unknown song to herself, as she scrubbed the kitchen. Not a bad house. It was just hiding under a layer of dust. Now that it was clean, anyone would like to keep it. Maybe she'd even sell it, if she didn't need it anymore.
But the thought left her, as she ran he finger down the wall post. That wouldn't be fair. It was given to her. and she never was one to give away a gift. No matter hoe useless it would be to her.
**You're being rather harsh. Is this the anger part of depression?**
A gun would be nice. If she had money to buy a gun, she'd go out and pick one up, and shoot the damn conscious that had been nagging at her for years.
That night she didn't change as she slept in her days clothes.
The next day, for lack of any interest in working or eating, she began to sweep the porch.
It surprised her, hearing someone knock at her gates. They swung open a bit, and Rei poked her head in.
"Hi ho!!" she sang, she closed the door behind her, and walked in. She wore a purple kimono with white stripes.
Tokio smiled, "Yo, what's up?"
Rei giggled, and skipped over, "Nothin' much. Heard your guy split on ya."
Tokio said nothing, and began to sweep again.
"Hey, don't get mad or sad, or whatever it is your doing now. I just came to tell you, don't worry about it. I mean, hey, nice house you have now!! Maybe next time you can date some other old guy and he'll get you a maid before he splits." Rei giggled.
Tokio eyed her levelly, "Rei, I'm in no mood."
"No, of course not, sorry," she held out her hand, and grinned, "But, you are holdin' up all right, aren't ya?"
Tokio smiled, and shook her head, "Yeah, I'm holding up all right. I mean, he was an idiotic dumb@$$. Who needs him?"
"Denial. I love that stage." Rei nodded.
Tokio frowned, "I mean it."
Rei shrugged, "Hey, sure, whatever helps you sleep at night," before Tokio could sock her she crossed her arms, "Aaaaaaaaannnyyyyywaayyyyyyyyssss, that cop is gone for good, right?"
"Why? Would he have gotten in the way of your new job?"
"Bull's eye!!"
Tokio swept some more, "Well, whatever. Just don't drag me into it."
Rei chuckled nervously, hands clasped behind her back. "Well ya see, that's what I wanted to talk to you about. Cause as it turns out, I do need you for something."
Tokio frowned, "What the hell for?"
Rei giggled, "Silly, Tokio!! Didn't you figure it out? Geez, I was at the hot springs with ya and I even followed you home!"
Tokio widened her eyes, as Rei slid a knife out of her obi's bow. "My job is you!!"
**Bohica comes from the comic book 'Negation'; it's where it was used over and over it mean. (it might have been used somewhere else, but that's where I saw it first and only thus far) It means, "Bend Over, Here It Comes Again." Another cute name for, 'The sh!t really starts to hit the fan now'.**
