Disclaimers: You know that I don't own RK it doesn't take a rocket
scientist to figure THAT out.
Author's notes: I sent my story twice and it hasn't been posted yet! I feel hurt! Just kidding. But she updated again and it's still not posted!!!!!!! Knowing me I typed the wrong e-mail address twice and people are looking at my fan fiction thinking what the HELL is this? More spam?—Or Mir just didn't check her other e-mail address that she has online... possible...
"Another Chance at Life" By Weasel (rokinevilweasel1029@hotmail.com)
*****Chapter 4 ~ Answers and a little showing off*****
~*~
"The SekiHotai? Weren't they an army from the Revolution?"
"Hai they were. They fought bravely for the new Era, peace, and happiness but were betrayed."
"Didn't the government murder all that was involved?"
"Hai, but two survived."
"Sanosuke. Wait! Is Sano his son?!"
"No. Sanosuke took his name after his death."
"But why did they government kill the Sekihotai if they won so many battles?!"
"Because the government told the Sekihotai that they were going to cut taxes so that the farmers would side with them, but the government had financial problems and used the Sekihotai as their scapegoat and blamed them for spreading rumors, and labeled them a false army."
"So the Imperialists just discarded them like they did nothing?"
"Hai."
"But Shishou that still doesn't explain why he was in Ningenkai. It still doesn't explain why he was at the dojo I am currently staying at."
"A law was just passed that spirits can go and watch over their loved ones. I do not agree with it because ningens, no offense to you Kujiro, ningens could find out about Nochinoyo. It will cause a lot of trouble with this new law especially if ningens start to see the spirits."
"Well the spirits do have a right to see their family. But it is true that people will probably start to see the spirits." She sighed. A lot has happened in her four years of absence. She needed an outlet for her stress. "Shishou, will you spar with me? I need to relieve some of my stress."
When he laughed she couldn't help but smile. Not her usual smirk but a true smile that only he, Hikage and Ajisai have seen. "You should smile more, deshi. But I don't think you will relieve much stress since you are most likely better than me."
"Oh I don't know I haven't been practicing lately. You will probably need to get me back in focus!"
~*~
Falling into her stance she watched as her master fell into his stance. She remembered it well. After all she uses the same one. But her master didn't know hers as well as he used to since she perfected it in her long days of travel. It was her major advantage that she knew his every move but he barely knew her moves anymore. The shinai was different from her katana. Even though it was as heavy as one it was still different.
He knew perfectly it wasn't in her nature to attack first. He also knew she wouldn't unsheath it until she wanted to. She never showed her strength early. So he charged at her and to his surprised she jumped and flipped in the air.
"Were did you learn that fancy flip?"
"The Oniwabanshu. They are a group oh ninja's that I joined. They taught me many flips and I improved my skill with kunai's."
"Aa. I will have to see that. Now why don't you take the offensive position? I would like to see if your form has faltered."
Souzou was walking through the dojo when he saw Hikage. "Hello Hikage-san."
"Hello Souzou-san! Will you get Master Nagasaki? I know he is talking with his deshi but he is needed at the headquarters. If they are not in his room then they will probably be sparring. I'm sorry that I couldn't it's just something happened in the kitchen and it's a mess."
"Of course Hikage-san."
"Arigatou Souzou-san."
Souzou walked to Master Nagasaki's door but found that he was not there but faced an empty room. He walked into the empty room and looked around for any sign of him. Something was different. But the room was the same as it always looked. But there was defiantly something different. The room had the slightest smell of vanilla in it. He had never smelled that sent in the dojo before. He came out of his daze and went to the training rooms to look for Master Nagasaki. He heard his voice talking to his deshi. He silently slipped in but both sensed him.
"Konichi-wa Souzou-san."
"Konichi-wa Master Nagasaki. Hikage has asked me to find you. She said that you are needed at headquarters."
"Arigatou Souzou-san. This is my deshi Nakao Kujiro. Deshi, this is Sagara Souzou."
"Nice to meet you Kujiro-san."
"And you as well Souzou-san."
'Great I know have an audience.' Kujiro felt as though she would have to show off to him. Wait, what?! Why show off to him? 'Because you want to show him that you are a swordsman.' How right that voice was. Kujiro fell into her stance waiting for her Shishou to charge. When he did she jumped and flipped as usual but forced her body to land behind him. She turned to face her Masters back and unsheathed her shinai so fast it was a blur. When she hit her Master she felt a huge feeling of guilt.
"Deshi, do not feel guilty to hit me. You have become much more powerful. Your form is still as good as it was and you are obviously better than me with your ninja skills and sword skills, combining them to have a great advantage in battle."
Souzou was very impressed with her speed and perfect form. He thought it was perfect but Master Nagasaki always was over critical. She obviously was better than Master Nagasaki, which he thought not many people were. She couldn't be over 20 and yet she was better than her own Shishou.
"Arigatou Shishou," Kujiro bowed her head in respect.
"Now, I guess I have to go set those baka's at the headquarters straight again. I swear there are no smart people there."
"Ja ne Shishou."
"Ja ne Master Nagasaki."
"Ja ne Souzou-san, deshi."
When her Master left she stole a quick glance at Souzou. He defiantly wore the same bandana Sanosuke had. She didn't want to stay there with him any longer. As curious she was about this man she wanted to talk with Hikage. She quickly bare him fare well and left to find Hikage.
As she walked past him he smelled Vanilla. 'Such a nice smell,' he thought. 'Whoa what am I thinking?'
~*~
"Kujiro! Could you clean this mess up?! The new cook messed up because he didn't pay attention!" Hikage was not in a good mood Kujiro noted.
She nodded her head and with a flick of her finger the messy kitchen started to be cleaned. The food spattered on the wall was magically washed away. The melted pans assumed their original shape, and the smoke evaporated into nothing. The new cook probably wasn't paying enough attention to the food or the fire. The pans melted in the magic fires heat, like ice in a hot day. The food splattered on the walls because it was boiling so much from touching the fire.
"Thank kami-sama you were here! Master Nagasaki would never have cleaned that up! So," She took Kujiro's arm and led her out into the gardens in the back of the dojo. Kujiro always thought of it more like a paradise. The garden was huge with a vast variety of flowers. It was overgrown with wild life. Kujiro's eyes caught sight of her favorite flower. The Azalea. These Azalea's were creamy white with a starburst of hot pink in the middle. They always caught her eye. She knew their smell, and whenever she smelt Azalea's it would remind her of this garden paradise. With out a second thought she picked a bunch of them and inhaled its intoxicating scent. She was in her own little world of peace. The only time she felt at peace was in the garden. She never fully let her guard down and was her unless she was there. There she was just Kujiro. Nothing else. Not any of her nicknames that people gave to her, not a manslayer, or anything. She was relaxed and her true self there. So she thought it to be a magical place. Just the way she could drop all of her troubles aside at its flower wall. It was her heaven.
"Kujiro!!"
"Nani?"
"Kujiro! You know perfectly well you aren't allowed to pick Azalea's or any other flower from this garden on that matter! I know it's been four years but even YOU would remember that rule, oh never mind you have broken it so many times I guess you haven't really changed."
"Oh! Gomen nasai! Its just I forgot when I saw... I wasn't thinking."
"Oh come on! A swordsman NOT thinking?! Anyway tell me your adventures over the past 4 years!"
"Adventures?! Well I doubt joining a secret ninja organization is exciting! Or working at a harbor and kill all those who were in boats trying to trade with Japan."
Hikage's eyes widened with shock. "You killed? Kujiro! You?! Killing?"
"The people there asked me to do it to protect the people of Japan from mixing cultures and ruining our way of life. They claimed to be protecting the people of Japan and asked me if I was willing to kill for my country. The way they said it made it sound so much more gallant than it really was."
"Oh. But why?"
"I still can't answer that question and I think about it everyday. Why? Why do I pick these flowers? Why can't I let go of my guilt? Why can't there be peace instead of constant death? Why?"
~*~
"Kujiro you better get your butt back here before the ningens wake up!" Ajisai jumped down from her tree, and dusted her self off of loose bark that got on her gi and hakama pants.
"What was that about me getting here before anyone wakes up?"
Ajisai felt relieved at Kujiro's return. Now the ningens wouldn't be
asking were Kujiro ran off to.
"What took you so long?"
"Well I had to get clothes other than my ninja outfit! What do you think I'm going to do? Go around wearing this thing for the rest of my life? No way!"
"Well that one ningen is sharp. If he woke up and you weren't here he would know! I mean it's only a matter of time before they find out!"
"Well I would rather gain their trust before I tell them. And if you like the feel of the sun on your face you will keep silent." As any manslayer Kujiro could make threats as if she was asking about the weather. They came naturally to Ajisai and her.
"Whatever. But I need to go to town later and get some clothes as well." Ajisai looked at her gi. It wasn't as black as usual. It was a little worn from the past events, the fight, sleeping in the tree waiting for Kujiro to get back from Nochinoyo... now her hakama pants were a little tattered at the ends from the rough tree bark. "Hey Kujiro, I'm going now to go and get some new gi's and hakama pants. Just tell the others that. Ja ne."
"Ja ne."
Kaoru was determined to try the whole cooking thing again. This time she would make it right, and then Sano and Yahiko couldn't make fun of her. She would show that free loader and her deshi. But no matter how hard she tried her rice balls would not form a circle. (For all those who know what amebas look like, that's basically what Kaoru's rice balls looked like.) She started to get pissed off. Why can a former manslayer make a rice ball and a girl can't?! WHY? Just as Kaoru was about to throw the rice in fury,
"Ano, but the rice isn't fully cooked. That's why it's so sticky and sticking to your hands."
Kaoru looked into Kujiro's face and then down at her hands. Funny, she didn't notice that her hands were covered in rice when she was frustrated but now that she calmed down it was obvious at the sticky feeling her hands had.
"You can't exactly make rice balls when the rice is on your hand, ne?"
Not the right thing to say. Kaoru had a feeling of explosion before but now... now she snapped, and let loose, "WELL EXCUSE ME! MAYBE YOU SHOULD COOK MISS-I-KNOW-IT-ALL!"
Kaoru watched as she was yelling at Kujiro's tranquil face. It just made her even more pissed off that Kujiro looked like she was dazing out.
"I guess I will then. Since breakfast isn't ready yet." Kujiro gave Kaoru her best kind smile so that Kaoru wouldn't blow up at her last remark.
Kaoru watched as Kujiro perfectly cooked the rice, formed it into nice rice balls and make miso soup. Then a thought popped into her head, 'What is with manslayers and being good cooks? Why can't for once, why can't I just make something right?'
Yahiko awoke with a start. "Whoa, that was a messed up dream. Busu cooking, and it tasting good... what a nightmare." Something smelled really good. The smell of miso soup filled the Kamiya home. "Oh god, maybe that dream wasn't a dream. But that's impossible for busu to not mess up cooking." When Yahiko walked in and sat down, almost immediately a plate of rice balls and miso soup was set in front of him. He saw that Kaoru gave him the dish and gulped. Even though it smelled good and looked normal he wouldn't let looks deceive him. After all he thought that busu's personality couldn't be worse than her looks but... how wrong he was. He took a bite out of the rice ball and was shocked over it's taste. It tasted great. The rice was cooked just right, not under cooked or burned. "Busu, did you make this? Oh god that dream is true."
"Busu?! Yahiko! Stop calling me that! But no I didn't make it. Kujiro made it after I tried."
Yahiko thanked the gods that Kujiro and Ajisai came. Now his meals would taste good. His taste buds wouldn't have to taste busu's cooking a lot anymore.
"Is it that good?" Kujiro always liked to hear that people liked her cooking.
"It's great! A lot better than busu's sad attempts at cooking!"
"YAHIKO!"
"Maa, maa! What smells so good?"
"Kujiro made rice balls and Miso soup! It's great!"
"Oh thank-you Kujiro-dono!"
"Why does it smell so good? Surely it couldn't be Jo-chan's cooking," Sano casually said as he walked in.
"If you don't like my cooking why do you keep coming back?!"
"Because I have no money! Now that I quit the fighter-for-hire business I'm broke!"
"Fighter-for-hire?" Kujiro heard of them. But she never thought that a former Sekihotai would get involved in that stuff.
"Yeah. You may have heard of me, I'm Zanza."
"Aa, I have."
"Wait where is Ajisai-dono?" Kenshin asked.
"Oh! She is buying gi's and hakama's, since hers are a little old now, she should be back soon," Kujiro replied.
"But I still don't know who cooked breakfast?"
"Oh! I did, please tell me if you like it!"
Sano looked at the food and took mouth fulls at once. It was the best meal he had in a long time. Between mouthfuls he managed to reply, "Fantastic!"
Kujiro tensed up so quickly it looked more like she twitched. 'Why is he here?'
Author's Notes: Well there is my chapter. My person-who-reads-my-stories- and-judges-them (Crystal Renee, read ALL her stories on tfme AND fanfiction.net!) brought to my attention that people may not like my story because it isn't in the Kenshin-gumi's POV or centered on them. Well is it so horrible to have something different? I just wanted to make this story, so if you like it good for you, if you don't, suffer my wrath! NO! JUST KIDDING! If you don't like it I could honestly care less, all of this is recreational so think what you would like; I don't want you to like it because I tell you too! But please kindly review so I know that you really do like it! ^_^
Weasel ^__^;;
Author's notes: I sent my story twice and it hasn't been posted yet! I feel hurt! Just kidding. But she updated again and it's still not posted!!!!!!! Knowing me I typed the wrong e-mail address twice and people are looking at my fan fiction thinking what the HELL is this? More spam?—Or Mir just didn't check her other e-mail address that she has online... possible...
"Another Chance at Life" By Weasel (rokinevilweasel1029@hotmail.com)
*****Chapter 4 ~ Answers and a little showing off*****
~*~
"The SekiHotai? Weren't they an army from the Revolution?"
"Hai they were. They fought bravely for the new Era, peace, and happiness but were betrayed."
"Didn't the government murder all that was involved?"
"Hai, but two survived."
"Sanosuke. Wait! Is Sano his son?!"
"No. Sanosuke took his name after his death."
"But why did they government kill the Sekihotai if they won so many battles?!"
"Because the government told the Sekihotai that they were going to cut taxes so that the farmers would side with them, but the government had financial problems and used the Sekihotai as their scapegoat and blamed them for spreading rumors, and labeled them a false army."
"So the Imperialists just discarded them like they did nothing?"
"Hai."
"But Shishou that still doesn't explain why he was in Ningenkai. It still doesn't explain why he was at the dojo I am currently staying at."
"A law was just passed that spirits can go and watch over their loved ones. I do not agree with it because ningens, no offense to you Kujiro, ningens could find out about Nochinoyo. It will cause a lot of trouble with this new law especially if ningens start to see the spirits."
"Well the spirits do have a right to see their family. But it is true that people will probably start to see the spirits." She sighed. A lot has happened in her four years of absence. She needed an outlet for her stress. "Shishou, will you spar with me? I need to relieve some of my stress."
When he laughed she couldn't help but smile. Not her usual smirk but a true smile that only he, Hikage and Ajisai have seen. "You should smile more, deshi. But I don't think you will relieve much stress since you are most likely better than me."
"Oh I don't know I haven't been practicing lately. You will probably need to get me back in focus!"
~*~
Falling into her stance she watched as her master fell into his stance. She remembered it well. After all she uses the same one. But her master didn't know hers as well as he used to since she perfected it in her long days of travel. It was her major advantage that she knew his every move but he barely knew her moves anymore. The shinai was different from her katana. Even though it was as heavy as one it was still different.
He knew perfectly it wasn't in her nature to attack first. He also knew she wouldn't unsheath it until she wanted to. She never showed her strength early. So he charged at her and to his surprised she jumped and flipped in the air.
"Were did you learn that fancy flip?"
"The Oniwabanshu. They are a group oh ninja's that I joined. They taught me many flips and I improved my skill with kunai's."
"Aa. I will have to see that. Now why don't you take the offensive position? I would like to see if your form has faltered."
Souzou was walking through the dojo when he saw Hikage. "Hello Hikage-san."
"Hello Souzou-san! Will you get Master Nagasaki? I know he is talking with his deshi but he is needed at the headquarters. If they are not in his room then they will probably be sparring. I'm sorry that I couldn't it's just something happened in the kitchen and it's a mess."
"Of course Hikage-san."
"Arigatou Souzou-san."
Souzou walked to Master Nagasaki's door but found that he was not there but faced an empty room. He walked into the empty room and looked around for any sign of him. Something was different. But the room was the same as it always looked. But there was defiantly something different. The room had the slightest smell of vanilla in it. He had never smelled that sent in the dojo before. He came out of his daze and went to the training rooms to look for Master Nagasaki. He heard his voice talking to his deshi. He silently slipped in but both sensed him.
"Konichi-wa Souzou-san."
"Konichi-wa Master Nagasaki. Hikage has asked me to find you. She said that you are needed at headquarters."
"Arigatou Souzou-san. This is my deshi Nakao Kujiro. Deshi, this is Sagara Souzou."
"Nice to meet you Kujiro-san."
"And you as well Souzou-san."
'Great I know have an audience.' Kujiro felt as though she would have to show off to him. Wait, what?! Why show off to him? 'Because you want to show him that you are a swordsman.' How right that voice was. Kujiro fell into her stance waiting for her Shishou to charge. When he did she jumped and flipped as usual but forced her body to land behind him. She turned to face her Masters back and unsheathed her shinai so fast it was a blur. When she hit her Master she felt a huge feeling of guilt.
"Deshi, do not feel guilty to hit me. You have become much more powerful. Your form is still as good as it was and you are obviously better than me with your ninja skills and sword skills, combining them to have a great advantage in battle."
Souzou was very impressed with her speed and perfect form. He thought it was perfect but Master Nagasaki always was over critical. She obviously was better than Master Nagasaki, which he thought not many people were. She couldn't be over 20 and yet she was better than her own Shishou.
"Arigatou Shishou," Kujiro bowed her head in respect.
"Now, I guess I have to go set those baka's at the headquarters straight again. I swear there are no smart people there."
"Ja ne Shishou."
"Ja ne Master Nagasaki."
"Ja ne Souzou-san, deshi."
When her Master left she stole a quick glance at Souzou. He defiantly wore the same bandana Sanosuke had. She didn't want to stay there with him any longer. As curious she was about this man she wanted to talk with Hikage. She quickly bare him fare well and left to find Hikage.
As she walked past him he smelled Vanilla. 'Such a nice smell,' he thought. 'Whoa what am I thinking?'
~*~
"Kujiro! Could you clean this mess up?! The new cook messed up because he didn't pay attention!" Hikage was not in a good mood Kujiro noted.
She nodded her head and with a flick of her finger the messy kitchen started to be cleaned. The food spattered on the wall was magically washed away. The melted pans assumed their original shape, and the smoke evaporated into nothing. The new cook probably wasn't paying enough attention to the food or the fire. The pans melted in the magic fires heat, like ice in a hot day. The food splattered on the walls because it was boiling so much from touching the fire.
"Thank kami-sama you were here! Master Nagasaki would never have cleaned that up! So," She took Kujiro's arm and led her out into the gardens in the back of the dojo. Kujiro always thought of it more like a paradise. The garden was huge with a vast variety of flowers. It was overgrown with wild life. Kujiro's eyes caught sight of her favorite flower. The Azalea. These Azalea's were creamy white with a starburst of hot pink in the middle. They always caught her eye. She knew their smell, and whenever she smelt Azalea's it would remind her of this garden paradise. With out a second thought she picked a bunch of them and inhaled its intoxicating scent. She was in her own little world of peace. The only time she felt at peace was in the garden. She never fully let her guard down and was her unless she was there. There she was just Kujiro. Nothing else. Not any of her nicknames that people gave to her, not a manslayer, or anything. She was relaxed and her true self there. So she thought it to be a magical place. Just the way she could drop all of her troubles aside at its flower wall. It was her heaven.
"Kujiro!!"
"Nani?"
"Kujiro! You know perfectly well you aren't allowed to pick Azalea's or any other flower from this garden on that matter! I know it's been four years but even YOU would remember that rule, oh never mind you have broken it so many times I guess you haven't really changed."
"Oh! Gomen nasai! Its just I forgot when I saw... I wasn't thinking."
"Oh come on! A swordsman NOT thinking?! Anyway tell me your adventures over the past 4 years!"
"Adventures?! Well I doubt joining a secret ninja organization is exciting! Or working at a harbor and kill all those who were in boats trying to trade with Japan."
Hikage's eyes widened with shock. "You killed? Kujiro! You?! Killing?"
"The people there asked me to do it to protect the people of Japan from mixing cultures and ruining our way of life. They claimed to be protecting the people of Japan and asked me if I was willing to kill for my country. The way they said it made it sound so much more gallant than it really was."
"Oh. But why?"
"I still can't answer that question and I think about it everyday. Why? Why do I pick these flowers? Why can't I let go of my guilt? Why can't there be peace instead of constant death? Why?"
~*~
"Kujiro you better get your butt back here before the ningens wake up!" Ajisai jumped down from her tree, and dusted her self off of loose bark that got on her gi and hakama pants.
"What was that about me getting here before anyone wakes up?"
Ajisai felt relieved at Kujiro's return. Now the ningens wouldn't be
asking were Kujiro ran off to.
"What took you so long?"
"Well I had to get clothes other than my ninja outfit! What do you think I'm going to do? Go around wearing this thing for the rest of my life? No way!"
"Well that one ningen is sharp. If he woke up and you weren't here he would know! I mean it's only a matter of time before they find out!"
"Well I would rather gain their trust before I tell them. And if you like the feel of the sun on your face you will keep silent." As any manslayer Kujiro could make threats as if she was asking about the weather. They came naturally to Ajisai and her.
"Whatever. But I need to go to town later and get some clothes as well." Ajisai looked at her gi. It wasn't as black as usual. It was a little worn from the past events, the fight, sleeping in the tree waiting for Kujiro to get back from Nochinoyo... now her hakama pants were a little tattered at the ends from the rough tree bark. "Hey Kujiro, I'm going now to go and get some new gi's and hakama pants. Just tell the others that. Ja ne."
"Ja ne."
Kaoru was determined to try the whole cooking thing again. This time she would make it right, and then Sano and Yahiko couldn't make fun of her. She would show that free loader and her deshi. But no matter how hard she tried her rice balls would not form a circle. (For all those who know what amebas look like, that's basically what Kaoru's rice balls looked like.) She started to get pissed off. Why can a former manslayer make a rice ball and a girl can't?! WHY? Just as Kaoru was about to throw the rice in fury,
"Ano, but the rice isn't fully cooked. That's why it's so sticky and sticking to your hands."
Kaoru looked into Kujiro's face and then down at her hands. Funny, she didn't notice that her hands were covered in rice when she was frustrated but now that she calmed down it was obvious at the sticky feeling her hands had.
"You can't exactly make rice balls when the rice is on your hand, ne?"
Not the right thing to say. Kaoru had a feeling of explosion before but now... now she snapped, and let loose, "WELL EXCUSE ME! MAYBE YOU SHOULD COOK MISS-I-KNOW-IT-ALL!"
Kaoru watched as she was yelling at Kujiro's tranquil face. It just made her even more pissed off that Kujiro looked like she was dazing out.
"I guess I will then. Since breakfast isn't ready yet." Kujiro gave Kaoru her best kind smile so that Kaoru wouldn't blow up at her last remark.
Kaoru watched as Kujiro perfectly cooked the rice, formed it into nice rice balls and make miso soup. Then a thought popped into her head, 'What is with manslayers and being good cooks? Why can't for once, why can't I just make something right?'
Yahiko awoke with a start. "Whoa, that was a messed up dream. Busu cooking, and it tasting good... what a nightmare." Something smelled really good. The smell of miso soup filled the Kamiya home. "Oh god, maybe that dream wasn't a dream. But that's impossible for busu to not mess up cooking." When Yahiko walked in and sat down, almost immediately a plate of rice balls and miso soup was set in front of him. He saw that Kaoru gave him the dish and gulped. Even though it smelled good and looked normal he wouldn't let looks deceive him. After all he thought that busu's personality couldn't be worse than her looks but... how wrong he was. He took a bite out of the rice ball and was shocked over it's taste. It tasted great. The rice was cooked just right, not under cooked or burned. "Busu, did you make this? Oh god that dream is true."
"Busu?! Yahiko! Stop calling me that! But no I didn't make it. Kujiro made it after I tried."
Yahiko thanked the gods that Kujiro and Ajisai came. Now his meals would taste good. His taste buds wouldn't have to taste busu's cooking a lot anymore.
"Is it that good?" Kujiro always liked to hear that people liked her cooking.
"It's great! A lot better than busu's sad attempts at cooking!"
"YAHIKO!"
"Maa, maa! What smells so good?"
"Kujiro made rice balls and Miso soup! It's great!"
"Oh thank-you Kujiro-dono!"
"Why does it smell so good? Surely it couldn't be Jo-chan's cooking," Sano casually said as he walked in.
"If you don't like my cooking why do you keep coming back?!"
"Because I have no money! Now that I quit the fighter-for-hire business I'm broke!"
"Fighter-for-hire?" Kujiro heard of them. But she never thought that a former Sekihotai would get involved in that stuff.
"Yeah. You may have heard of me, I'm Zanza."
"Aa, I have."
"Wait where is Ajisai-dono?" Kenshin asked.
"Oh! She is buying gi's and hakama's, since hers are a little old now, she should be back soon," Kujiro replied.
"But I still don't know who cooked breakfast?"
"Oh! I did, please tell me if you like it!"
Sano looked at the food and took mouth fulls at once. It was the best meal he had in a long time. Between mouthfuls he managed to reply, "Fantastic!"
Kujiro tensed up so quickly it looked more like she twitched. 'Why is he here?'
Author's Notes: Well there is my chapter. My person-who-reads-my-stories- and-judges-them (Crystal Renee, read ALL her stories on tfme AND fanfiction.net!) brought to my attention that people may not like my story because it isn't in the Kenshin-gumi's POV or centered on them. Well is it so horrible to have something different? I just wanted to make this story, so if you like it good for you, if you don't, suffer my wrath! NO! JUST KIDDING! If you don't like it I could honestly care less, all of this is recreational so think what you would like; I don't want you to like it because I tell you too! But please kindly review so I know that you really do like it! ^_^
Weasel ^__^;;
