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Except for when he was on a job, the Hitokiri spent all of his time with Sayaka. He would teach her little tricks with the sword, and even bought her a dagger, that knew had engraved. For every thing he gave and taught her, you would think that she was his child.
As young as she was, she became very proficient with her dagger. It was easy for anyone who saw her, to see that she had the capabilities to become an assassin to be reckoned with.
"Ken-youfu." Sayaka asked one day. "Can I come with you tonight?"
"No, I'm sorry. It's too dangerous for me to take you. You could be hurt."
"But I don't want to stay here. They don't leave me alone."
"Who?" Asked the Battousai, anxiously. He had seen some of the customers of the hotel eyeing her, and was a little worried.
"Some of the serving girls. Every time you leave they come up here and ask me questions."
The Hitokiri relaxed. "Saya, you'll be fine."
He headed out into the night.
Sayaka walked glumly back to their room. She truly didn't want to stay. The serving girls would come up soon, and start asking her questions. Then they would offer to get her away from here. Every time Sayaka had refused.
She got to the room, and went to her bed. Soon the door opened, but instead of the light footfalls of the serving girls, Sayaka heard the heavy footfalls of a man.
Suddenly she was grabbed from behind.
"It's time to go." She heard.
Saya felt a pain in her temples, before she blacked out.
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The Hitokiri returned late, the next day. The kill had been difficult and messy. There had been complications that no one had foreseen. The Ishin Shishi party had to depart that night.
He reached his room, and looked in. Sayaka was no where to be seen. The room was a little trashed.
The Hitokiri started to panic. He asked around but no one had seen her. When the serving girls had gone up to visit her she had been absent. The only person that knew anything at all had been drunk, so his account wasn't exactly verifiable.
"Some strange guy carried a large sac out of your room last night." The man had slurred.
Soon it was time to leave. The Hitokiri looked back at the inn regretfully. He hoped, in his mind, that Sayaka was alright and that he would see her again.
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Yea, yea I know, it's short. I'm sorry but I'm pressed for time. I have to type another story's chapter and I gotta do school work.
I'll try for a longer chapter next time.
The next chapter will be about the future/present day with Kenshin, and the gang.
Thanks to my reviewers:
Mrs. Himura Kenshin: thank you. ^_^
Rurouni05: I won't abandone it, it's been on my mind too much. I even try and plan out chapters during school. Shhhh. I didn't say that. ;)
Rurouni Saiyan: I'll try to update soon. ^_^
Radire: Thanks. ^_^
I hope that you enjoyed this chapter.
Please review. Reviews are the food for authors. ^_^
KNK
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Except for when he was on a job, the Hitokiri spent all of his time with Sayaka. He would teach her little tricks with the sword, and even bought her a dagger, that knew had engraved. For every thing he gave and taught her, you would think that she was his child.
As young as she was, she became very proficient with her dagger. It was easy for anyone who saw her, to see that she had the capabilities to become an assassin to be reckoned with.
"Ken-youfu." Sayaka asked one day. "Can I come with you tonight?"
"No, I'm sorry. It's too dangerous for me to take you. You could be hurt."
"But I don't want to stay here. They don't leave me alone."
"Who?" Asked the Battousai, anxiously. He had seen some of the customers of the hotel eyeing her, and was a little worried.
"Some of the serving girls. Every time you leave they come up here and ask me questions."
The Hitokiri relaxed. "Saya, you'll be fine."
He headed out into the night.
Sayaka walked glumly back to their room. She truly didn't want to stay. The serving girls would come up soon, and start asking her questions. Then they would offer to get her away from here. Every time Sayaka had refused.
She got to the room, and went to her bed. Soon the door opened, but instead of the light footfalls of the serving girls, Sayaka heard the heavy footfalls of a man.
Suddenly she was grabbed from behind.
"It's time to go." She heard.
Saya felt a pain in her temples, before she blacked out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Hitokiri returned late, the next day. The kill had been difficult and messy. There had been complications that no one had foreseen. The Ishin Shishi party had to depart that night.
He reached his room, and looked in. Sayaka was no where to be seen. The room was a little trashed.
The Hitokiri started to panic. He asked around but no one had seen her. When the serving girls had gone up to visit her she had been absent. The only person that knew anything at all had been drunk, so his account wasn't exactly verifiable.
"Some strange guy carried a large sac out of your room last night." The man had slurred.
Soon it was time to leave. The Hitokiri looked back at the inn regretfully. He hoped, in his mind, that Sayaka was alright and that he would see her again.
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Yea, yea I know, it's short. I'm sorry but I'm pressed for time. I have to type another story's chapter and I gotta do school work.
I'll try for a longer chapter next time.
The next chapter will be about the future/present day with Kenshin, and the gang.
Thanks to my reviewers:
Mrs. Himura Kenshin: thank you. ^_^
Rurouni05: I won't abandone it, it's been on my mind too much. I even try and plan out chapters during school. Shhhh. I didn't say that. ;)
Rurouni Saiyan: I'll try to update soon. ^_^
Radire: Thanks. ^_^
I hope that you enjoyed this chapter.
Please review. Reviews are the food for authors. ^_^
KNK
