"YOU RAN AWAY, AHOU?!" Saito yelled. He and Kenshin were standing inside
Saito's office at the police station.
"Well, I couldn't do anything, and Master Hiko said—"Kenshin started.
"Forget what Master Hiko said!" Saito yelled angrily. "You ran away from battle! You should commit seppuku right now! In fact, I'd kill you now if it weren't for the fact that I need the body you're in!" (A/N: I just had to tell you that if a member of the Shinsengumi ran from battle, they had to commit seppuku on the spot.)
"Sorry, Saito," Kenshin said, staring at his toes. Saito glared at him, then turned away. There was a very long silence.
"Saito?" Kenshin asked. "Are you hungry?" Saito turned to him.
"Sure," Saito said. "Where're we going?" Kenshin thought for a moment, then grinned.
"Your house!" Kenshin said.
"Okay," Saito said. They arrived at Saito's house and Kenshin opened the door with his keys. They walked in.
"Hi, Hajime!" Tokio's voice could be heard from the kitchen. "I'm almost done with dinner!" Saito gulped. He wished he was himself right now. Kenshin walked into the kitchen.
"Tokio, we have a guest," Kenshin mumbled. Saito stepped in after him.
"We do?" Tokio asked, turning. Saito bowed to her, feeling stupid (A/N: But of course, Saito is NEVER stupid... ^_^).
"Tokio-dono," Saito said, coming up. Tokio bowed back.
"This is......... Himura Kenshin," Kenshin said. It felt weird to introduce himself. Saito just stood there like a rock.
"Nice to meet you, Himura-san," Tokio said cheerily. She turned back to the pot of soup. "Hajime, I made your favorite!" Kenshin cast a glance at Saito.
"Kake Soba!" Saito hissed at Kenshin. Kenshin nodded.
"Really? You made soba for me?" Kenshin asked walking over to Tokio and placing his hand on her arm. Saito made a strange face, cleared his voice and dropped his katana on purpose.
"Oops, sorry," Saito said through gritted teeth. Then, with all of the self control he could muster, he walked stiffly out of the kitchen. Kenshin blushed and turned away from Tokio.
"I'll see you at the table," Kenshin said. He walked out of the room and found Saito leaning against the wall near the front door.
"What?" Saito asked.
"I'm sorry, Saito, I didn't think and-"Kenshin started, but Saito cut him off.
"You're **** right you didn't think, ahou!" Saito bit back. He glared at Kenshin.
"I'm sorry," Kenshin apologized.
"You should be," Saito replied. The silence was broken by Tokio's voice.
"Dinner!"
"Come on, Saito, you can't be mad at me forever!" Kenshin said. Saito cast him a glare that said: Oh yes, I can. Kenshin gulped, then shut his mouth. They walked into the dining room where Tokio had set out the bowls and chopsticks. They sat on the cushions that had been neatly placed on the floor. Tokio immediately served the soba, then bowed and returned to the kitchen. Kenshin picked up his chopsticks and was about to dip them in the broth, but Saito stopped him.
"No," Saito said. "You don't eat until she does." Kenshin gave him a look and placed the chopsticks where they were before. Tokio returned with tea, then she sat on her cushion and began to eat. Then, the two men picked up their chopsticks and began to eat as well. Kenshin glanced every so often at Tokio, who was next to him, but only when Saito wasn't looking.
Soon, the meal was almost finished.
"Thank you," Saito bowed to Tokio. "It was delicious." Tokio blushed slightly.
"Thank you, Himura-san," Tokio replied. She stood to clear the table. Kenshin stood up as well.
"Here, Tokio, I'll help," Kenshin said. He picked up his bowl and followed her into the kitchen. "Wait here, Himura-san." Kenshin nodded to Saito. Saito stayed where he was.
"Hajime," Tokio said, placing her bowl on the counter. "Why did he come here?" Kenshin thought fast.
"Work," he replied simply. "I have to go... talk to him now, so..." he stopped. Tokio pulled him down to her level and brought him to her.
"She's going to..." Kenshin thought. Their lips were about to meet.............................. when a blade was thrust in between Kenshin and Tokio's mouths. They both looked up. Saito (in Kenshin's body, of course,) was holding the blade, an angry gleam in his eye.
"What do you think you're doing, Battousai?" Saito growled. He flicked the sword so it was nearly touching Kenshin's nose.
"Uh..." Kenshin blabbered. He couldn't find the right words. Saito was about to attack Kenshin when he felt a hand hit his cheek.
"Who do you think you are, Himura-san?" Tokio asked, a slight edge to her voice.
"Tokio, I'm not Himura-san," Saito said. He didn't even think about what he was saying, he just said it. Tokio gave him an odd look.
"Huh?"
"He's your husband," Kenshin said. Saito sheathed his sword. Tokio looked at them both strangely.
"What?" she asked. Saito looked at her and sighed.
"It's best to tell her the truth, Battousai," he said. Kenshin nodded.
"Well... it's a long story, but I think we have time," Kenshin said. Then, he began the tale.
A/N: Okay, so I didn't update this story for such a long time that I would be surprised if anyone was actually reading this! I will try to finish soon, but busyness gets the better of me sometimes. I can't wait until summer vacation! Then I'll be able to update more often, I think. This was short, I know, but I can't help it. Anyway, thanks for reading!
REVIEW RESPONSES (If you're still reading):
Pechan: Hello again! Thanks for reading Yeah, I like to glorify Saito, but that's just 'cause I'm a fan! I'll finish soon, I promise. There's just one final twist...
MissBehavin: Hi. You really think Hiko was funny? Thank you! Hope you liked this chapter. It wasn't all that funny, but it does, once again, play a vital role in the story.
S3r3nity: Thank you for thinking this is the best humor fic you've read. Thanks so much!
Oro-chan no tenshi: You're still alone on Kenshin's side. Still. I'm feeling sorry for Kenshin now. I'm so sorry, Kenshin.
Wounds: Beat up Kenshin? I don't know if the Kenshin fans'll like that, but I think I'll be beating up on both of them. Really, I will. And it will get funnier than this chapter, but I had to write this. Just had to.
Aikawarazu Ai: You're lefty too? I'm on a hunt for the lefties around FF.net's Kenshin area. So far, I've found two others other than you and me. I like being a lefty too, but scissors are TERRIBLE! They discriminate against lefties! EVIL SCISSORS! Scissors Soku Zan!
"Well, I couldn't do anything, and Master Hiko said—"Kenshin started.
"Forget what Master Hiko said!" Saito yelled angrily. "You ran away from battle! You should commit seppuku right now! In fact, I'd kill you now if it weren't for the fact that I need the body you're in!" (A/N: I just had to tell you that if a member of the Shinsengumi ran from battle, they had to commit seppuku on the spot.)
"Sorry, Saito," Kenshin said, staring at his toes. Saito glared at him, then turned away. There was a very long silence.
"Saito?" Kenshin asked. "Are you hungry?" Saito turned to him.
"Sure," Saito said. "Where're we going?" Kenshin thought for a moment, then grinned.
"Your house!" Kenshin said.
"Okay," Saito said. They arrived at Saito's house and Kenshin opened the door with his keys. They walked in.
"Hi, Hajime!" Tokio's voice could be heard from the kitchen. "I'm almost done with dinner!" Saito gulped. He wished he was himself right now. Kenshin walked into the kitchen.
"Tokio, we have a guest," Kenshin mumbled. Saito stepped in after him.
"We do?" Tokio asked, turning. Saito bowed to her, feeling stupid (A/N: But of course, Saito is NEVER stupid... ^_^).
"Tokio-dono," Saito said, coming up. Tokio bowed back.
"This is......... Himura Kenshin," Kenshin said. It felt weird to introduce himself. Saito just stood there like a rock.
"Nice to meet you, Himura-san," Tokio said cheerily. She turned back to the pot of soup. "Hajime, I made your favorite!" Kenshin cast a glance at Saito.
"Kake Soba!" Saito hissed at Kenshin. Kenshin nodded.
"Really? You made soba for me?" Kenshin asked walking over to Tokio and placing his hand on her arm. Saito made a strange face, cleared his voice and dropped his katana on purpose.
"Oops, sorry," Saito said through gritted teeth. Then, with all of the self control he could muster, he walked stiffly out of the kitchen. Kenshin blushed and turned away from Tokio.
"I'll see you at the table," Kenshin said. He walked out of the room and found Saito leaning against the wall near the front door.
"What?" Saito asked.
"I'm sorry, Saito, I didn't think and-"Kenshin started, but Saito cut him off.
"You're **** right you didn't think, ahou!" Saito bit back. He glared at Kenshin.
"I'm sorry," Kenshin apologized.
"You should be," Saito replied. The silence was broken by Tokio's voice.
"Dinner!"
"Come on, Saito, you can't be mad at me forever!" Kenshin said. Saito cast him a glare that said: Oh yes, I can. Kenshin gulped, then shut his mouth. They walked into the dining room where Tokio had set out the bowls and chopsticks. They sat on the cushions that had been neatly placed on the floor. Tokio immediately served the soba, then bowed and returned to the kitchen. Kenshin picked up his chopsticks and was about to dip them in the broth, but Saito stopped him.
"No," Saito said. "You don't eat until she does." Kenshin gave him a look and placed the chopsticks where they were before. Tokio returned with tea, then she sat on her cushion and began to eat. Then, the two men picked up their chopsticks and began to eat as well. Kenshin glanced every so often at Tokio, who was next to him, but only when Saito wasn't looking.
Soon, the meal was almost finished.
"Thank you," Saito bowed to Tokio. "It was delicious." Tokio blushed slightly.
"Thank you, Himura-san," Tokio replied. She stood to clear the table. Kenshin stood up as well.
"Here, Tokio, I'll help," Kenshin said. He picked up his bowl and followed her into the kitchen. "Wait here, Himura-san." Kenshin nodded to Saito. Saito stayed where he was.
"Hajime," Tokio said, placing her bowl on the counter. "Why did he come here?" Kenshin thought fast.
"Work," he replied simply. "I have to go... talk to him now, so..." he stopped. Tokio pulled him down to her level and brought him to her.
"She's going to..." Kenshin thought. Their lips were about to meet.............................. when a blade was thrust in between Kenshin and Tokio's mouths. They both looked up. Saito (in Kenshin's body, of course,) was holding the blade, an angry gleam in his eye.
"What do you think you're doing, Battousai?" Saito growled. He flicked the sword so it was nearly touching Kenshin's nose.
"Uh..." Kenshin blabbered. He couldn't find the right words. Saito was about to attack Kenshin when he felt a hand hit his cheek.
"Who do you think you are, Himura-san?" Tokio asked, a slight edge to her voice.
"Tokio, I'm not Himura-san," Saito said. He didn't even think about what he was saying, he just said it. Tokio gave him an odd look.
"Huh?"
"He's your husband," Kenshin said. Saito sheathed his sword. Tokio looked at them both strangely.
"What?" she asked. Saito looked at her and sighed.
"It's best to tell her the truth, Battousai," he said. Kenshin nodded.
"Well... it's a long story, but I think we have time," Kenshin said. Then, he began the tale.
A/N: Okay, so I didn't update this story for such a long time that I would be surprised if anyone was actually reading this! I will try to finish soon, but busyness gets the better of me sometimes. I can't wait until summer vacation! Then I'll be able to update more often, I think. This was short, I know, but I can't help it. Anyway, thanks for reading!
REVIEW RESPONSES (If you're still reading):
Pechan: Hello again! Thanks for reading Yeah, I like to glorify Saito, but that's just 'cause I'm a fan! I'll finish soon, I promise. There's just one final twist...
MissBehavin: Hi. You really think Hiko was funny? Thank you! Hope you liked this chapter. It wasn't all that funny, but it does, once again, play a vital role in the story.
S3r3nity: Thank you for thinking this is the best humor fic you've read. Thanks so much!
Oro-chan no tenshi: You're still alone on Kenshin's side. Still. I'm feeling sorry for Kenshin now. I'm so sorry, Kenshin.
Wounds: Beat up Kenshin? I don't know if the Kenshin fans'll like that, but I think I'll be beating up on both of them. Really, I will. And it will get funnier than this chapter, but I had to write this. Just had to.
Aikawarazu Ai: You're lefty too? I'm on a hunt for the lefties around FF.net's Kenshin area. So far, I've found two others other than you and me. I like being a lefty too, but scissors are TERRIBLE! They discriminate against lefties! EVIL SCISSORS! Scissors Soku Zan!