A/N:HEY YO! How's yall doin? I no, I no, nobody reads this, but, hey. I just enjoy writing it. SO yea. This chapter is a chapter. Didja no that?! REALLY?! Well now u no AGAIN. Tsubame's in it. That's for sure. Cuz I can't do anything about anyone else. Well, maybe I could, if I tried. But I don't feel like it. Right now at least.

Disclaimer: *to the tune of Evanescence's Bring me to life (which I do....n't own* How do you know that I don't own anything here Pleading, I beg you, don't sue me If you do, I'll be a poor disgraced fool I'll be in jail where I will stay Until I ingeniously escape there (Chorus) Don't Sue Me Please don't sue me Don't Sue Me I don't own anything ETC ETC ETC (The syllables match up...)

Ye royal chapter the 5th (applause, for it is old timeish): I was taking a stroll in the park

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It was a mighty fine day in Tokyo, except that there were gray clouds of gloom hanging overhead. As if that weren't enough, it was also pouring rain, making the grounds to muddy to do much of anything. "I wish I could do some laundry..." Kenshin sighed, regretting not taking the chance to do it at midnight when it was dry. But, unfortunately, he was getting sleep, which every healthy person needs. SLEEP. And indeed, Kenshin was a very healthy person. He ate a balanced meal everyday, having some calcium in the morning, and protein in the evening.

But this story isn't about Kenshin's health, as I'm sure anyone would want to have. This story actually takes place away from the Kamiya dojo, in a place far greener and wet. Yes, you guessed it; The park! But who would dare go out into this awful rainy weather BESIDES the author? That's right! Tsubame, of coarse! However, her intentions for going to the park was not to get pneumonia, but to meet a certain someone very close to her heart.

The note arrived early in the morning, and simply stated this:

Yahiko,

Meet me in the park this afternoon, if at all possible.

--Tsubame

Yahiko, a stubborn swordsman of about 15 years of age, had at first refused. "No WAY am I going out in that kind of rain! Is she trying to kill me?!" But after some ''reasonable reasoning'', as they put it, he reluctantly changed his mind. "Yahiko, you incompetent idiot! You need to learn how to treat women better! Tsubame-chan will be waiting in this pouring down rain, and if you don't come, she'll surely die waiting for you! Now, I'm not saying I like that girl, but it's common courtesy!" Kaoru, a loud-mouthed sensei about 7 years older than Yahiko, remarked.

"I'd have to agree with Kaoru-dono Yahiko, that I do. Now, where'd that detergent go?" Kenshin offered, looking for laundry detergent, while Kaoru protested, saying that it was bad for the laundry to do it in the rain.

"Yahiko, it would be a huge favor if you went to talk to her. That way, she wont have to come into my office..." Megumi stated, wishing above all wishes, even the wish that Kenshin would dump Kaoru for her, that Tsubame would NOT have to come into her office.

Suddenly a telegram came, addressed to Yahiko. "I wonder who its from..." he wondered as he opened it up. It stated:

Dear Yahiko Stop,

I have reason to understand that you have turned down an offer to meet a certain girl in the park Stop. If I do say so myself, that is the worst gentlemenship I have ever seen Stop. You should be ashamed Stop! I should hop aboard a ship heading your way and kill you right then and there Stop! And— what? This doesn't have to have the word 'stop' after every sentence? Well, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME THAT BEFORE UNCLE! I OUTTA
*Due to the sever nature of this next section, we have purposely taken
it out of the telegram*
--Master Yutaro

"Well, that was interesting..." Yahiko said.

"Guys, guys! You're going about this all wrong! You can't just tell him to go—"Sano started, but was interrupted by a grateful Yahiko. "—You didn't let me finish. You can't just tell him to go; you have to use brute force along with it too."

"AAAHHH! I'LL GO! I'LL GO!" Yahiko finally agreed, fearful for his own life.

***MEANwhile***

She hadn't gotten sleep in 4 days, this was troubling her so much. So she did the only logical thing she could think of: talking to him. She didn't care if it was raining. She would've come even if Mt. Fuji (Just because I might sound stupid, doesn't mean that I don't know my geography) was erupting, she wanted to see him so badly, for she had something to tell him that he needed to know.

Tsubame looked at her wrist. It was a freckle past a hair already, and Yahiko hadn't shown up yet. Where could he be? Maybe something had hit him, and no one knew, because of all the fog. Or maybe he had just plain forgotten already. 'Well, he isn't quite THAT stupid...' Tsubame thought, thinking over the many possible reasons he was a pimple past a pore late. Maybe he had accidentally dropped his toaster into the sink, or—Wait a moment! What was that shadow in the distance? Could it be? Yes! It was him! He had finally shown up!

...Except, he had suddenly turned...scaly and four-legged...

Tsubame looked down at her wrist again, disappointed that is was only a dragon, probably come to destroy them all. It was already a freckle and a fifth past a hair, and still there was no sight of Yahiko anywhere. Tsubame began to feel cold. She hadn't expected Yahiko to take this long to get to the park. Maybe he was going to leave her in the park to die while she waited for him to come. He could also be out buying a beautiful present for Tsubame at this very moment. The thought of Yahiko spending money for an expensive gift she didn't need but would take anyway, was enough to make her face turn a light shade of crimson.

Suddenly, there was a cracking noise behind her as twigs broke in two. Someone –or something - was behind her! She stood her ground, ready for the thing to attack, but it never came. Instead she heard a shivering voice say, "Tsu-Tsubam - bame? Is tha- that you? I c-can't tell; my ey-eyes are fro-frozen..." a voice she recognized as none other than Yahiko Myojin voice, stuttered in the cold.

"Yahiko! You finally came!" Tsubame exclaimed overjoyed that he had actually come.

"Y-yeah. So wh-what did you want t-to talk about-t-t-t?" Yahiko, still quivering from the coldness of the day, said.

"Oh, yes. I wanted to tell you something," the girl started. "I've known you since we were about 11, and even back then, I could tell something was blooming between us—and I don't mean the daisies.

"For the past few days, I haven't been able to eat, to sleep, to do anything without thinking of you. I was confused at first as to why this was happening, but I came to a conclusion. A very reasonable conclusion."

"Y-yes? Go o-o-on..."

"I love you, Yahiko. I want to be with you forever. You are the only one for me."

"..."

Tsubame just stood there, waiting for an answer. 'This wasn't the reaction I had hoped for...' she thought to herself. It looked as if Yahiko was trying to choose his words carefully, which could be a good thing, but is more of a bad thing than a good thing.

"L-listen Tsubame," Yahiko started, putting his hand on her shoulder, "You're a really nice girl and all, but I just don't have the same feelings for you. I'm already in love with someone else. Sorry." And with that, he started to walk away, back to the warmth of the dojo.

Tsubame just stood there. She couldn't believe her ears. She had this whole thing planned out. She would tell him that she loved him, and he would come and give a huge kiss on the lips, and whisper 'I love you too' to her. But she hadn't put the one factor that would tear her plan apart; that he had already fallen in love. It was at that very moment that she resolved to get rid of her opponents.

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It was late at night at the Kamiya Dojo, so everyone was obviously sleeping. Except for Kenshin. He couldn't sleep. He was already breaking his healthy habit! But who could blame him? He had just spent a whole day without doing the laundry, one of the things he loved to do most. By the way he looked, though, you would think he was a nut case. He was sitting in a corner, sucking on his thumb. His hair was all tangled, and his skin had turned a ghostly shade of white. Not to mention his eyes were wide open, like, freakishly wide open. But this chapter isn't about Kenshin, now is it! So we can just ignore him in his state of loneliness and confusion. This chapter is about Yahiko breaking Tsubame's heart, and Tsubame getting revenge.

Tsubame was a clever little girl. She could easily sneak around with out being heard or seen by anybody. So, naturally, she could easily sneak around the Kamiya dojo. She was already inside the dojo. Now, all's she needs do is find Yahiko's room. Of coarse, on the way to his room, she'd have to pass Kenshin's room...

It was lucky for her that Kenshin was in such a distressed mood, or she would've been toast. When she had passed his room, Kaoru was already in there trying to lure him out of the corner with laundry detergent. So it was safe for her to pass his room. When Kenshin had said he had seen her go by, Kaoru didn't believe him. "But it's true! Just as true as the spring fresh detergent smelling like minty fresh that it is!" He explained. "Oh, Kenshin..." Kaoru sobbed.

She had passed that test; now was the test of Sano's room. This would be trickier, since he wasn't in a state of laundry-finic, or any nut case for that matter. She slyly passed his room with care. He seemed to be mumbling something..."Oh, Mr. Waffums, you're so...cute...zzzzz..." was all that Tsubame was able to decode. Suddenly the floor creaked, and not very quietly at that. Sano sat up straight and looked straight at Tsubame, half-asleep. He was staring intently at her, until he said, "No, Mr. Waffums izz at the vet today...," and fell back asleep. Kenshin yelled something along the lines of, "AAHH! THE SQUIRRELS ARE HERE FOR MY LAUNDRY PINS THAT THEY ARE!" And Kaoru just sobbed.

Test two was beaten with little difficulty; now it was the final test. Yahiko's room. Tsubame slowly walked to his door, and stood there for a moment. She couldn't help but stare at the sleeping Yahiko.

'Oh well. He isn't going to be sleeping for long...' She thought as she crept toward where Yahiko slept peacefully, carefully watching for creaking floorboards. She finally made it to the side of his bed. Reaching for her back, she slowly unsheathed the knife she had stored there. Bringing it above her head, she whispered three words before swinging it down:

"Bye bye bye."

As she swung the knife down, it occurred to her; N*SYNC. She didn't know why, but you know, she had this strange feeling they were going to be a popular boy band in the future.

Just before the knife hat Yahiko, he turned to his side, and his hand went swinging. His hand hit Tsubame's hand, which redirected the knifes target point. It ended up hitting Tsubame in the (pick a body part). The next thing she remembered was a bright light, then...warmth. Lots of it. A little to much of it, actually. Suddenly a red guy popped up from nowhere, and introduced himself as "De Val". He explained that she was at the hot resort of ''Double Hockey-sticks inn''...

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Hi, I'm Kenshin, that I am. I am here to tell you that you should never become to attached to laundry. It does things to the brain. It can make you end up like me, if you are too attached. It may also create a terrible problem in the future...So remember: do NOT, I repeat do NOT do laundry for once a day for 10 years. Thank you.

A/N: heheheheheh. I had fun with this. This is the only chapter of any story I did that I started and finished in the same day. But now its like 1:00 am...o well, its spring vacation. Who cares? *yawn*

So, pwease review if you have come this far. Flames accepted! Nightie night...

~ Smorsel, professor of Smorselology 101