The Kenshin-Gumi ran into Yahiko's room. There were no gang members,
and they could still hear Yahiko breathing.
The only thing everyone noticed, was that his blanket was lying around his waist, and not up to his chin, like normal.
"He must have had a seizure," Kaoru exclaimed. She then picked up the medicine and poured a spoonful down his throat.
No one seemed to think Yahiko had been visited, except Kenshin. //How// Kenshin thought //is it possible. Even if Yahiko did have a seizure, how did his arms stay straight by his side, and the blanket goes down. Someone wanted to see him, and I think I know who. But I'll be quiet for now. I don't want to make Kaoru-Dono mad. Plus, I would like to check out my story. It would not do well to accuse the innocent//
With that thought in mind, he followed everyone out of the room, leaving Megumi to sit with Yahiko.
//He seems to be getting a little better.// Megumi regarded. //He isn't having as many seizures as he used to. And his injuries seem to be healing nicely.//
Later that day, Sano came to watch over the sleeping Yahiko. He sat himelf down, watching the boy's thin chest go up and down with each breath.
//Once he feels better, I'm going to have to talk to Jou-Chan about feeding him a bit more. He can't weigh more than 50 lbs!//
Sano was then amazed when he heard a soft moan, issue from Yahiko's lips.
"Yahiko?"
He looked down to see Yahiko open his eyes.
"Hi Sano," he said weakly.
"Yahiko, you need to rest, don't talk," Sano said, worry clear in his voice.
Yahiko put on a smile, which quickly turned into a grimace, as the pain hit him. "But I want to talk. I want... to explain to you all 'cause... I know you want... to know."
"Know what?"
"About my.. my... scar."
Sano looked at him. "You don't have to explain now. I know you are in pain and I just want you to rest."
"No, I want to." And thus, Yahiko began his tale.
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"I was about four when the Yakuza took me in. They told me that I needed to help pay for my mother's medical care. So my first year there, I was taught the art of pickpocketing.
I of course didn't know my mom was already dead at the time," he said bitterly.
Sano looked up to see tears in Yahiko's eyes. "Hey kid, you don't have to continue."
"No. I have to. I can't stop now. Otherwise, I'll never tell." He then got back to his story.
"When I was about five, they let me out on the streets to steal. But an older member was always with me, to make sure that I didn't get hurt. But it didn't matter, they hurt me more than the police could have done."
He then gasped as the pain hit him again. And then he started to twitch. Sano leaned over him for the medicine.
"Drink this." he said. Yahiko gulped down the green liquid. He immediately stopped shaking, and just lay in the bed, trying to suck in air.
"It's ok Yahiko," Sano said soothingly. //That was the first time he had a seizure when he was awake. Poor kid...//
Yahiko layed on the bed for a few minutes, and then launched into his tale once again.
"My guard always had to rescue me if someone noticed me. But even though I was only five, I was punished. Sometimes it was beating, other times just jeers, but most of the time it was... whipping."
Sano could see pain in Yahiko's features for recounting these horrid days in Yakuza care. But it appeared Yahiko was determined to go on.
"Whenever they wished to punish me, they would take to this little room in back. It was really dark and it was bare, except for the whip. But it wasn't really a whip. It was a really bendy metal rod. And it hurt much more than a normal whip would have.
I was given my punishments for not bringing home enough money, retorting when they said something about me, or whenever I asked to see my mother. But I never complained about my punishments. I knew that I was helping my mom, and if it hurt me, I thought it would all be over once she got better. We could leave that place together and be happy once more.
But the worst thing, is when I realy messed up. They would put salt on the whip and then rub it in and it really stung!"
Sano could see now that Yahiko was crying. Hoping to reassure him, he started stroking Yahiko's hair, which in fact seemed to calm him. (a/n~awwwwww. I think Sano would make a great dad!)
Picking up, although Sano could see he was in pain, Yahiko continued.
"They never gave me anything to help heal them. Sure, if I were ill, they would give me medication so that I wouldn't die, but they thought I deserved the whippings for my failure. I'm sure you've seen that big one right?" Yahiko asked hoarsely, his voice getting softer and softer.
"Hai" Sano said.
"Well, there's a story behind that. I was about eight when it happened. I snatched this one guys wallet, and found about 2 thousand yen! I was overjoyed, because this was enough to cover me for a whole week. But a little while later, I learned that the money I had swiped was being used to pay for the man's wife's operation. And without it, she would die. So I spent the whole day tracking him down.
Once I found him, I told him I think I found his wallet. He was so happy, he was going to give me a reward. But I felt so guilty for taking it in the first place, I wouldn't accept anything.
But that wasn't the worst of it. One of the gang members had found out I'd snatched it. And so when I told the whole gang I didn't have it anymore, they blew up, and Gasuke decided to punish me himself. This time he heated the whip until it was really hot. Then he lashed down 10 times in the same spot and poured salt in in."
"Yahiko," said Sano, symapthy showing in his face.
Sano couldn't believe it. //This had happened to a little boy. All in hopes of seeing his mother well again, and having his hopes crushed.//
"Sano, you can tell them about this," Yahiko said slipping off to unconsciousness.
"Tell who?"
"Kaoru, Kenshin, Megumi, Tsubame, Dr. Genzai, and .. and.. Tae," he said trailing off, as he went back to his painfilled sleep.
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A/n~ not much 2 say. Except Christmas is coming!!!!! Thank you to all of those who wished me a happy b-day! I am now officialy fifteen!
I'm on winter break now, so will hopefully be updating more often. Than again, w/ a brat 4 abrother who's only joy in life is to eat, annoy me and twin (especialy me), and play on computer/internet.
*Sigh* at least my dad's back so his laptops here.
Also, I'm working on a HP story featuring the one and only Draco Malfoy! I luv him! :D
Plus the fact my math teacher assigned a math packet 2 do over break, an english essay for la, and a project on worms 4 science. weird...
anywayz, g2g! the little bro in question NEEDS 2 use the computer. right.....
Review plzz!
~IcyPanther
The only thing everyone noticed, was that his blanket was lying around his waist, and not up to his chin, like normal.
"He must have had a seizure," Kaoru exclaimed. She then picked up the medicine and poured a spoonful down his throat.
No one seemed to think Yahiko had been visited, except Kenshin. //How// Kenshin thought //is it possible. Even if Yahiko did have a seizure, how did his arms stay straight by his side, and the blanket goes down. Someone wanted to see him, and I think I know who. But I'll be quiet for now. I don't want to make Kaoru-Dono mad. Plus, I would like to check out my story. It would not do well to accuse the innocent//
With that thought in mind, he followed everyone out of the room, leaving Megumi to sit with Yahiko.
//He seems to be getting a little better.// Megumi regarded. //He isn't having as many seizures as he used to. And his injuries seem to be healing nicely.//
Later that day, Sano came to watch over the sleeping Yahiko. He sat himelf down, watching the boy's thin chest go up and down with each breath.
//Once he feels better, I'm going to have to talk to Jou-Chan about feeding him a bit more. He can't weigh more than 50 lbs!//
Sano was then amazed when he heard a soft moan, issue from Yahiko's lips.
"Yahiko?"
He looked down to see Yahiko open his eyes.
"Hi Sano," he said weakly.
"Yahiko, you need to rest, don't talk," Sano said, worry clear in his voice.
Yahiko put on a smile, which quickly turned into a grimace, as the pain hit him. "But I want to talk. I want... to explain to you all 'cause... I know you want... to know."
"Know what?"
"About my.. my... scar."
Sano looked at him. "You don't have to explain now. I know you are in pain and I just want you to rest."
"No, I want to." And thus, Yahiko began his tale.
****************************
"I was about four when the Yakuza took me in. They told me that I needed to help pay for my mother's medical care. So my first year there, I was taught the art of pickpocketing.
I of course didn't know my mom was already dead at the time," he said bitterly.
Sano looked up to see tears in Yahiko's eyes. "Hey kid, you don't have to continue."
"No. I have to. I can't stop now. Otherwise, I'll never tell." He then got back to his story.
"When I was about five, they let me out on the streets to steal. But an older member was always with me, to make sure that I didn't get hurt. But it didn't matter, they hurt me more than the police could have done."
He then gasped as the pain hit him again. And then he started to twitch. Sano leaned over him for the medicine.
"Drink this." he said. Yahiko gulped down the green liquid. He immediately stopped shaking, and just lay in the bed, trying to suck in air.
"It's ok Yahiko," Sano said soothingly. //That was the first time he had a seizure when he was awake. Poor kid...//
Yahiko layed on the bed for a few minutes, and then launched into his tale once again.
"My guard always had to rescue me if someone noticed me. But even though I was only five, I was punished. Sometimes it was beating, other times just jeers, but most of the time it was... whipping."
Sano could see pain in Yahiko's features for recounting these horrid days in Yakuza care. But it appeared Yahiko was determined to go on.
"Whenever they wished to punish me, they would take to this little room in back. It was really dark and it was bare, except for the whip. But it wasn't really a whip. It was a really bendy metal rod. And it hurt much more than a normal whip would have.
I was given my punishments for not bringing home enough money, retorting when they said something about me, or whenever I asked to see my mother. But I never complained about my punishments. I knew that I was helping my mom, and if it hurt me, I thought it would all be over once she got better. We could leave that place together and be happy once more.
But the worst thing, is when I realy messed up. They would put salt on the whip and then rub it in and it really stung!"
Sano could see now that Yahiko was crying. Hoping to reassure him, he started stroking Yahiko's hair, which in fact seemed to calm him. (a/n~awwwwww. I think Sano would make a great dad!)
Picking up, although Sano could see he was in pain, Yahiko continued.
"They never gave me anything to help heal them. Sure, if I were ill, they would give me medication so that I wouldn't die, but they thought I deserved the whippings for my failure. I'm sure you've seen that big one right?" Yahiko asked hoarsely, his voice getting softer and softer.
"Hai" Sano said.
"Well, there's a story behind that. I was about eight when it happened. I snatched this one guys wallet, and found about 2 thousand yen! I was overjoyed, because this was enough to cover me for a whole week. But a little while later, I learned that the money I had swiped was being used to pay for the man's wife's operation. And without it, she would die. So I spent the whole day tracking him down.
Once I found him, I told him I think I found his wallet. He was so happy, he was going to give me a reward. But I felt so guilty for taking it in the first place, I wouldn't accept anything.
But that wasn't the worst of it. One of the gang members had found out I'd snatched it. And so when I told the whole gang I didn't have it anymore, they blew up, and Gasuke decided to punish me himself. This time he heated the whip until it was really hot. Then he lashed down 10 times in the same spot and poured salt in in."
"Yahiko," said Sano, symapthy showing in his face.
Sano couldn't believe it. //This had happened to a little boy. All in hopes of seeing his mother well again, and having his hopes crushed.//
"Sano, you can tell them about this," Yahiko said slipping off to unconsciousness.
"Tell who?"
"Kaoru, Kenshin, Megumi, Tsubame, Dr. Genzai, and .. and.. Tae," he said trailing off, as he went back to his painfilled sleep.
*************************
A/n~ not much 2 say. Except Christmas is coming!!!!! Thank you to all of those who wished me a happy b-day! I am now officialy fifteen!
I'm on winter break now, so will hopefully be updating more often. Than again, w/ a brat 4 abrother who's only joy in life is to eat, annoy me and twin (especialy me), and play on computer/internet.
*Sigh* at least my dad's back so his laptops here.
Also, I'm working on a HP story featuring the one and only Draco Malfoy! I luv him! :D
Plus the fact my math teacher assigned a math packet 2 do over break, an english essay for la, and a project on worms 4 science. weird...
anywayz, g2g! the little bro in question NEEDS 2 use the computer. right.....
Review plzz!
~IcyPanther
