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Kenshin walked along the road, watching the passers-by for any odd behavior. He stared at the blue sky and grinned, then realized that Saito never grins, so he frowned.
"I hate frowning," Kenshin muttered, unconsciously walking into the Akabeko. He opened the door and headed over to Tae.
"Uh..." Tae looked up at him, then backed away. "Please take a... seat?" She gulped. Kenshin gave a confused look, then walked over to a table and sat down.
"Oh yeah, I look like Saito!" Kenshin thought after sitting down. Suddenly, he felt really terrible. "Huh? Is it wearing off or something?" Kenshin wondered. After sitting for another two or three minutes, he got up and ran outside to throw up. While leaning against a tree wondering what the heck was wrong with himself, Kenshin spotted Saito, Kaoru, Yahiko, and Sano all going toward the Akabeko.
"Oh yeah! I'm so hungry!" Sano yelled, punching the air. "Let's hurry and go in!" Kaoru nodded and said something that Kenshin couldn't hear. Then, Saito caught his eye.
"Uh... I have to do something right now, that I do," Saito said to Kaoru. "You guys go inside and get a table and I'll meet you inside, okay?" Kaoru was about to question him, but nodded and walked inside after Sano and Yahiko. Saito walked over to Kenshin.
"You...... sounded just like me, Saito," Kenshin commented, holding a gloved hand across his mouth.
"What's wrong with you? You look green," Saito said, staring at himself in his body.
"Yeah, just feeling nauseous..." Kenshin muttered. Saito narrowed his eyes at Kenshin.
"Smoke, idiot," Saito said. "You need it." He turned to leave.
"Wait!" Kenshin said. "How's Kaoru-dono doing?" Saito sighed.
"She's fine. You'll see her the day after tomorrow when you wake up in your own body," Saito snapped. "I'm glad I only have to live this nightmare for another day." He walked toward the Akabeko, leaving Kenshin leaning by himself against the tree. He pulled a cigarette and a match out of his pocket.
"WAIT! Saito!" Kenshin called to his body. Saito stopped and turned his lavender eyes to the police officer.
"What do you want?"
"Could you light this match for me?" Kenshin asked sheepishly. Saito groaned and took the match from Kenshin's hand, striking it against the tree. He lit the end of Kenshin's cigarette, then blew the match out.
"There," Saito said. "Anything else?" Kenshin nodded.
"Teach me," Kenshin demanded. Saito groaned again. He took a match out of Kenshin's pocket and held it between his thumb and first finger. Kenshin watched, and unconsciously stuck the lit end of the cigarette into his mouth.
"You hold it like this and..." Saito started, but was cut off by a yelp from Kenshin. He had his tongue sticking out of his mouth, fanning it with his hand. Saito sweatdropped.
"OW! OW! OW!" Kenshin yelped. Saito tossed the match over his shoulder and shook his head, walking into the Akabeko. Kenshin stared after him.
"Whoops..." he said, sticking the smoldering cigarette into his mouth- the right way this time.
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Saito sat down in between Sano and Yahiko across the table from Kaoru. He sighed and stared blankly at the chopsticks in front of him.
"Is something wrong, Kenshin?" Kaoru asked. Saito shook his head and continued to daydream.
"Kenshin...?"Sano asked, waving a hand in front of Saito's face.
"Cut it out, ahou," Saito snapped, then realized that Kenshin would never say that.
"Hey, Kenshin, you're acting weird all of a sudden!" Sano yelled. Saito sighed gave a Goro Grin, completely giving up on trying to smile like Kenshin.
"Sorry, rough night. I didn't sleep... that I didn't," Saito said. Kaoru stood up and grabbed Saito by the arm, dragging him out of the Akabeko.
"Kenshin," Kaoru said once they were outside. "If there's something wrong, you can tell me." Saito thought hard about telling her, then decided that it was best if he didn't.
"No, nothing's wrong... Kaoru... uh... dono. I just...... am really tired. I'll go to the dojo and sleep until you guys return, that I will," Saito said. "I'm not really that hungry anyway." He turned on his heel and walked away. Kaoru stared after him for some time, then returned to the Akabeko for lunch.
Saito turned the corner, then ran toward the police station where he was pretty sure the Battousai would be. He burst into his own office and found Kenshin sitting at the desk doodling on a piece of paper.
"Battousai, you idiot!" Saito growled, snatching the paper away. He looked at it for some time. It was a picture of Kaoru and Tokio, both in bathing suits.
"Hey!" Kenshin yelled. "Give it back!" He grabbed the doodle from Saito's fingers.
"You have a sick mind," Saito commented, an odd look on his face. Kenshin pouted.
"I was having SOOO much fun!" Kenshin said. "You want a cigarette?"
"No," Saito replied curtly. He couldn't believe he had just said that. Turning down a cigarette! Was he not well? Kenshin couldn't either. Kenshin stood from the chair and picked up the Goro Hat, which was resting on a coat hanger near the door.
"I have rounds, Battousai," Kenshin sniggered. "I have to go." Kenshin walked out of the room, leaving Saito standing there by himself. Saito gave an angry glare at the wall, then walked out of the office as well, heading for the Kamiya Dojo.
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Kenshin walked along the road, tipping his hat to the ladies along the road, stopping to look at some of the items that the shops had out. Then, there was a yell. A tall man in a yellow gi and hakama was walking out of a shop, a sack on his shoulder and his sword covered in blood.
"A criminal!" Kenshin gasped. "I have to stop him! I am a cop after all!" Kenshin unsheathed his sword but realized that it was not a reverse blade. Fumbling with it a little, Kenshin held it the wrong way so the blade was facing himself.
"HA HA!" the gangster yelled. "Run run run as fast as you can, the police can't catch me, I'm the yellow snowman!" Kenshin made a face. Yellow snowman?! He chased after the man.
"OOOOHHHH!" the Yellow Snowman said. "You want to fight me?" Kenshin narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, I do," Kenshin said. The Yellow Snowman raised his sword and attacked. Kenshin easily stepped out of the way of the clumsy attack. Then, Kenshin raised his sword.
"HITEN MITSERUGI STYLE, RYU TSUI SEN!" Kenshin yelled, jumping into the air. To his horror, he fell heavily to the floor. CRASH!
"HA HA HA HA......... OH OH......... HEE HEE............ MUA HA HA... HUM," the Yellow Snowman laughed crazily. Kenshin sat up.
"Oro...... uh, I mean.........Ouch........." he rubbed his head, standing. "That was odd... HITEN MITERUGI STYLE, RYU SHO SEN!" Kenshin ran toward the Yellow Snowman. He tried to go really fast in that fast, Kenshin-like way, but it never happened. Instead, he bluntly (and slowly) hit the Yellow Snowman's big fat stomach.
"What was that?" the Yellow Snowman asked. He raised his sword and cut Kenshin's arm.
"Why can't I use any of my best moves?" Kenshin wondered, glaring at the Yellow Snowman. Suddenly, he realized why. "I'm in SAITO'S body! I can't use my attacks because his body isn't made for the lightning fast speed of the Hiten Mitserugi Style! Looks like I'll have to try the......... Gatotsu." Kenshin made a face, then gripped the sword in his RIGHT (Hint hint) hand and attempted to settle into the Gatotsu stance.
"Bring it on, cop!" the Yellow Snowman yelled. Kenshin placed his free left hand on the gleaming blade of the katana. He aimed, then charged with......... um......... the Gatotsu, and tripped over his own feet. He fell onto the floor, looking like an idiot.
"Darn......... I can't even do the Gatotsu! How do I fight NOW?" Kenshin wondered. He stood up, trying to keep his composure. "Well...... in as Master Hiko said, in a fight that you can't do anything in.........RUN!" Kenshin turned on his heel and ran in the opposite direction leaving the Yellow Snowman laughing behind him.
"BAKA DESHI!" Hiko yelled, appearing out of nowhere and smacking Kenshin upside the head. "I never told you to RUN! I said have FUN!" Kenshin sweatdropped.
"That doesn't make any sense," Kenshin said.
"I know, I'm drunk. Never get hooked on sake, it'll mess with your BRAIN!" Hiko laughed.
"Wait, how do you know I'm me?" Kenshin asked. "I look like Saito!"
"It doesn't matter what's on the outside, it's the inside that counts," Hiko said mysteriously. Kenshin sweatdropped again.
"What?" Kenshin asked. Hiko laughed.
"Your ki, Baka, your ki! It's the same!" Hiko giggled, bubbling with laughter (A/N: That would scare me half to death...). Kenshin sweatdropped.
"So how do I defeat the Yellow Snowman?" Kenshin asked. Hiko slurped sake thoughtfully. Actually, it was more like drunkenly, but hey!
"Melt him," Hiko replied. "Like the sun melting the snow to reveal pretty red roses." Kenshin sweatdropped yet again.
"How?"
"How'm I supposed to know?" Hiko asked. He jumped up and down like a hyper child (A/N: THAT would scare me as well.).
"But I know you'll get through this, like a hibernating bear through winter." Hiko said. Kenshin sweatdropped AGAIN (A/N: Anybody counting how many times Kenshin is sweatdropping? 1...2...3... ^_^ Tell me if you count!).
"Okay..." Kenshin mumbled. "What have you been doing these past few days?"
"Drinking and reading these weird books that you left in my house the last time that you stopped by," Hiko hiccuped gleefully. Kenshin sighed.
"Those are poetry books," he said. "That's why you're so weird." Then, he walked away from his hyper, poetic shishou.
A/N: Okay, so this was a little... random, but it does play a vital role in the story, so do try to appreciate the... not-funny-really-randomness. Thank you. Oh, and I'm kind of feeling sorry for Kenshin here. There aren't as many Kenshin fans reviewing as... Saito fans... hm...
REVIEW RESPONSES:
MissBehavin: Yes, well, Saito is JUST BARELY hanging on, but in the next chapter... um... you'll be... well, I don't want to give it away or anything, but it's... an interaction with Tokio. Not a bad thing or anything, but... yeah. That's all I'm saying. Thanks for your review!
Oro-chan no Tenshi: Hello, one and only Kenshin fan! It's okay, but I wish there were more of you... there'd be more entertainment. I'd like to see the debate between the hardships of Saito and Kenshin... well, thanks for reviewing. And I am unworthy of the title –dono, but thank you so much. (You sound like Kenshin, it's very... cool...)
Wounds: Thank you for reviewing! I will get to your stories, but I'm so... busy! Glad you like it. I'm trying to beat Kenshin up, but there's nothing really... bad in Saito's life that can torture Kenshin. I hope that this chapter beat Kenshin up enough! Thanks again!
Pechan: Thanks for thinking I'm creative! You are too, I wouldn't have ever thought of having Saito's daughter fall in love with... Kenji! I liked your story! It's not done, and I hope you'll accept my apologies! But this chapter... is telling of... the end... ((O_O)) very mysterious...
Kenshin walked along the road, watching the passers-by for any odd behavior. He stared at the blue sky and grinned, then realized that Saito never grins, so he frowned.
"I hate frowning," Kenshin muttered, unconsciously walking into the Akabeko. He opened the door and headed over to Tae.
"Uh..." Tae looked up at him, then backed away. "Please take a... seat?" She gulped. Kenshin gave a confused look, then walked over to a table and sat down.
"Oh yeah, I look like Saito!" Kenshin thought after sitting down. Suddenly, he felt really terrible. "Huh? Is it wearing off or something?" Kenshin wondered. After sitting for another two or three minutes, he got up and ran outside to throw up. While leaning against a tree wondering what the heck was wrong with himself, Kenshin spotted Saito, Kaoru, Yahiko, and Sano all going toward the Akabeko.
"Oh yeah! I'm so hungry!" Sano yelled, punching the air. "Let's hurry and go in!" Kaoru nodded and said something that Kenshin couldn't hear. Then, Saito caught his eye.
"Uh... I have to do something right now, that I do," Saito said to Kaoru. "You guys go inside and get a table and I'll meet you inside, okay?" Kaoru was about to question him, but nodded and walked inside after Sano and Yahiko. Saito walked over to Kenshin.
"You...... sounded just like me, Saito," Kenshin commented, holding a gloved hand across his mouth.
"What's wrong with you? You look green," Saito said, staring at himself in his body.
"Yeah, just feeling nauseous..." Kenshin muttered. Saito narrowed his eyes at Kenshin.
"Smoke, idiot," Saito said. "You need it." He turned to leave.
"Wait!" Kenshin said. "How's Kaoru-dono doing?" Saito sighed.
"She's fine. You'll see her the day after tomorrow when you wake up in your own body," Saito snapped. "I'm glad I only have to live this nightmare for another day." He walked toward the Akabeko, leaving Kenshin leaning by himself against the tree. He pulled a cigarette and a match out of his pocket.
"WAIT! Saito!" Kenshin called to his body. Saito stopped and turned his lavender eyes to the police officer.
"What do you want?"
"Could you light this match for me?" Kenshin asked sheepishly. Saito groaned and took the match from Kenshin's hand, striking it against the tree. He lit the end of Kenshin's cigarette, then blew the match out.
"There," Saito said. "Anything else?" Kenshin nodded.
"Teach me," Kenshin demanded. Saito groaned again. He took a match out of Kenshin's pocket and held it between his thumb and first finger. Kenshin watched, and unconsciously stuck the lit end of the cigarette into his mouth.
"You hold it like this and..." Saito started, but was cut off by a yelp from Kenshin. He had his tongue sticking out of his mouth, fanning it with his hand. Saito sweatdropped.
"OW! OW! OW!" Kenshin yelped. Saito tossed the match over his shoulder and shook his head, walking into the Akabeko. Kenshin stared after him.
"Whoops..." he said, sticking the smoldering cigarette into his mouth- the right way this time.
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Saito sat down in between Sano and Yahiko across the table from Kaoru. He sighed and stared blankly at the chopsticks in front of him.
"Is something wrong, Kenshin?" Kaoru asked. Saito shook his head and continued to daydream.
"Kenshin...?"Sano asked, waving a hand in front of Saito's face.
"Cut it out, ahou," Saito snapped, then realized that Kenshin would never say that.
"Hey, Kenshin, you're acting weird all of a sudden!" Sano yelled. Saito sighed gave a Goro Grin, completely giving up on trying to smile like Kenshin.
"Sorry, rough night. I didn't sleep... that I didn't," Saito said. Kaoru stood up and grabbed Saito by the arm, dragging him out of the Akabeko.
"Kenshin," Kaoru said once they were outside. "If there's something wrong, you can tell me." Saito thought hard about telling her, then decided that it was best if he didn't.
"No, nothing's wrong... Kaoru... uh... dono. I just...... am really tired. I'll go to the dojo and sleep until you guys return, that I will," Saito said. "I'm not really that hungry anyway." He turned on his heel and walked away. Kaoru stared after him for some time, then returned to the Akabeko for lunch.
Saito turned the corner, then ran toward the police station where he was pretty sure the Battousai would be. He burst into his own office and found Kenshin sitting at the desk doodling on a piece of paper.
"Battousai, you idiot!" Saito growled, snatching the paper away. He looked at it for some time. It was a picture of Kaoru and Tokio, both in bathing suits.
"Hey!" Kenshin yelled. "Give it back!" He grabbed the doodle from Saito's fingers.
"You have a sick mind," Saito commented, an odd look on his face. Kenshin pouted.
"I was having SOOO much fun!" Kenshin said. "You want a cigarette?"
"No," Saito replied curtly. He couldn't believe he had just said that. Turning down a cigarette! Was he not well? Kenshin couldn't either. Kenshin stood from the chair and picked up the Goro Hat, which was resting on a coat hanger near the door.
"I have rounds, Battousai," Kenshin sniggered. "I have to go." Kenshin walked out of the room, leaving Saito standing there by himself. Saito gave an angry glare at the wall, then walked out of the office as well, heading for the Kamiya Dojo.
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Kenshin walked along the road, tipping his hat to the ladies along the road, stopping to look at some of the items that the shops had out. Then, there was a yell. A tall man in a yellow gi and hakama was walking out of a shop, a sack on his shoulder and his sword covered in blood.
"A criminal!" Kenshin gasped. "I have to stop him! I am a cop after all!" Kenshin unsheathed his sword but realized that it was not a reverse blade. Fumbling with it a little, Kenshin held it the wrong way so the blade was facing himself.
"HA HA!" the gangster yelled. "Run run run as fast as you can, the police can't catch me, I'm the yellow snowman!" Kenshin made a face. Yellow snowman?! He chased after the man.
"OOOOHHHH!" the Yellow Snowman said. "You want to fight me?" Kenshin narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, I do," Kenshin said. The Yellow Snowman raised his sword and attacked. Kenshin easily stepped out of the way of the clumsy attack. Then, Kenshin raised his sword.
"HITEN MITSERUGI STYLE, RYU TSUI SEN!" Kenshin yelled, jumping into the air. To his horror, he fell heavily to the floor. CRASH!
"HA HA HA HA......... OH OH......... HEE HEE............ MUA HA HA... HUM," the Yellow Snowman laughed crazily. Kenshin sat up.
"Oro...... uh, I mean.........Ouch........." he rubbed his head, standing. "That was odd... HITEN MITERUGI STYLE, RYU SHO SEN!" Kenshin ran toward the Yellow Snowman. He tried to go really fast in that fast, Kenshin-like way, but it never happened. Instead, he bluntly (and slowly) hit the Yellow Snowman's big fat stomach.
"What was that?" the Yellow Snowman asked. He raised his sword and cut Kenshin's arm.
"Why can't I use any of my best moves?" Kenshin wondered, glaring at the Yellow Snowman. Suddenly, he realized why. "I'm in SAITO'S body! I can't use my attacks because his body isn't made for the lightning fast speed of the Hiten Mitserugi Style! Looks like I'll have to try the......... Gatotsu." Kenshin made a face, then gripped the sword in his RIGHT (Hint hint) hand and attempted to settle into the Gatotsu stance.
"Bring it on, cop!" the Yellow Snowman yelled. Kenshin placed his free left hand on the gleaming blade of the katana. He aimed, then charged with......... um......... the Gatotsu, and tripped over his own feet. He fell onto the floor, looking like an idiot.
"Darn......... I can't even do the Gatotsu! How do I fight NOW?" Kenshin wondered. He stood up, trying to keep his composure. "Well...... in as Master Hiko said, in a fight that you can't do anything in.........RUN!" Kenshin turned on his heel and ran in the opposite direction leaving the Yellow Snowman laughing behind him.
"BAKA DESHI!" Hiko yelled, appearing out of nowhere and smacking Kenshin upside the head. "I never told you to RUN! I said have FUN!" Kenshin sweatdropped.
"That doesn't make any sense," Kenshin said.
"I know, I'm drunk. Never get hooked on sake, it'll mess with your BRAIN!" Hiko laughed.
"Wait, how do you know I'm me?" Kenshin asked. "I look like Saito!"
"It doesn't matter what's on the outside, it's the inside that counts," Hiko said mysteriously. Kenshin sweatdropped again.
"What?" Kenshin asked. Hiko laughed.
"Your ki, Baka, your ki! It's the same!" Hiko giggled, bubbling with laughter (A/N: That would scare me half to death...). Kenshin sweatdropped.
"So how do I defeat the Yellow Snowman?" Kenshin asked. Hiko slurped sake thoughtfully. Actually, it was more like drunkenly, but hey!
"Melt him," Hiko replied. "Like the sun melting the snow to reveal pretty red roses." Kenshin sweatdropped yet again.
"How?"
"How'm I supposed to know?" Hiko asked. He jumped up and down like a hyper child (A/N: THAT would scare me as well.).
"But I know you'll get through this, like a hibernating bear through winter." Hiko said. Kenshin sweatdropped AGAIN (A/N: Anybody counting how many times Kenshin is sweatdropping? 1...2...3... ^_^ Tell me if you count!).
"Okay..." Kenshin mumbled. "What have you been doing these past few days?"
"Drinking and reading these weird books that you left in my house the last time that you stopped by," Hiko hiccuped gleefully. Kenshin sighed.
"Those are poetry books," he said. "That's why you're so weird." Then, he walked away from his hyper, poetic shishou.
A/N: Okay, so this was a little... random, but it does play a vital role in the story, so do try to appreciate the... not-funny-really-randomness. Thank you. Oh, and I'm kind of feeling sorry for Kenshin here. There aren't as many Kenshin fans reviewing as... Saito fans... hm...
REVIEW RESPONSES:
MissBehavin: Yes, well, Saito is JUST BARELY hanging on, but in the next chapter... um... you'll be... well, I don't want to give it away or anything, but it's... an interaction with Tokio. Not a bad thing or anything, but... yeah. That's all I'm saying. Thanks for your review!
Oro-chan no Tenshi: Hello, one and only Kenshin fan! It's okay, but I wish there were more of you... there'd be more entertainment. I'd like to see the debate between the hardships of Saito and Kenshin... well, thanks for reviewing. And I am unworthy of the title –dono, but thank you so much. (You sound like Kenshin, it's very... cool...)
Wounds: Thank you for reviewing! I will get to your stories, but I'm so... busy! Glad you like it. I'm trying to beat Kenshin up, but there's nothing really... bad in Saito's life that can torture Kenshin. I hope that this chapter beat Kenshin up enough! Thanks again!
Pechan: Thanks for thinking I'm creative! You are too, I wouldn't have ever thought of having Saito's daughter fall in love with... Kenji! I liked your story! It's not done, and I hope you'll accept my apologies! But this chapter... is telling of... the end... ((O_O)) very mysterious...