Chapter 4: Ruminating Fear
A/N: I'd like to thank all of you that have reviewed so far; I'm starting this chapter the same day as I post the last one. This chapter will actually be about Battousai/Kaoru/Megumi/whoever else shows up.
HA! You thought I would tell you without you having to read? I'm not THAT stupid. Anyhow, I've decided this story was TOO dark for my preferences, and I accidentally brightened it a little. OOOOPS.
Well, on to music listening and typing. Let's see what interesting things come out of my mind today. Oh, btw, Linkin Park, Offspring, Evanescence, Matchbox 20, Puddle of Mudd, Taproot, 311, The All-American Rejects, Seal, Alien Ant Farm, Invader Zim, Simple Plan, Good Charlotte, Fountains of Wayne, Three Days Grace, Bowling for Soup, Five for Fighting, and Green Day are all to thank for my writing entertainment. They keep me company.
Disclaimer: Seven years later he works as a slayer he murdered beloved and knows he's messed up. The technique never changes, just the bloody faces why can't he just let go and wander all around?! Did I just say that?
P.S.- I don't own RK or Bowling for Soup. *cough* I lie. *cough*
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Battousai stared at the frightened woman walking before him. Did she think he would strike her? Impossible. If she feared him, she would have complied with his request immediately.
Surely she was simply being insolent. Closing his eyes to soften the anger burning in them, he sighed. Megumi flinched at the slight sound. Stopping in the hallway, she turned to Battousai. Fear colored her eyes, though she tried her best to hide it.
Battousai noted this and smiled inwardly. 'She's afraid. Gooood.' It was best for people to fear him, he didn't have to worry about them that way. Megumi watched his eyes. 'He's gone. Kenshin is gone. There's no trace of him in there at all.' She thought.
"Ken-san?" she asked timidly. Timidly? This wasn't her at all. Get a grip for Kami's sake. Battousai narrowed his eyes. AH KAMI! Those eyes again. If only he'd show a smidgen of compassion! A little caring, a little bit of humanity.
But those cold, demonic, slayer-eyes pushed everything out of perspective. 'Why is she just standing there? And who the hell is Ken-san? She couldn't POSSIBLY be referring to ME?' Battousai thought.
Megumi glanced around her. Where exactly was she again? OH yes, she was in the left hallway. But...Kaoru was in the right hallway. Oh no. She'd taken the wrong hallway. Battousai was going to be very angry!
"You are a doctor. I'm sure you've seen organs before. Maybe even LIVE organs. And certainly you've seen organs outside of someone's body. But have you ever seen YOUR organs outside your body? If you do not wish to examine them, I would suggest you continue." Battousai threatened.
'What to do what to do! STALL!' Megumi began walking again. Battousai silently followed. Soon they came to the end of the hallway. Megumi looked about as if confused. "Heh, heh, It seems we've taken the wrong hallway." She stuttered. 'Just don't let him kill me!'
Battousai sighed again. Evidently this woman feared him more than he had thought. She was simply quivering with fear, all because she'd taken the wrong hallway. For about a minute he stood there, pondering her panic. Then he pushed his way around her and headed back down the hallway. He would find Kaoru himself.
Megumi stood watching the retreating back of the Battousai. What was it about that man that simply terrified her? It was obvious really. The Battousai pulsated with authority, radiated mercilessness. 'How can Kaoru not fear him?' Megumi wondered.
Battousai strode determinedly through the hallway. People scattered from in front of him, frightened and intimidated by his cold glare. There were few people in this part of the hall anyhow, but he was prepared lest someone try to stop him.
He snorted as he strolled defiantly around a corner. He'd like to see them try. If they could stop quivering long enough. He turned another corner, bumping into a young girl. His eyes shone pale amber, and all that knew of him recognized the icy stare.
"Watch it." he snarled.
Whispers of,
"That's the Battousai!"
"Himura Battousai!"
"That cross-shaped scar."
"He carries a sword even in this day and time!"
And most troubling of all,
"They say he lives at the Kamiya Dojo!" echoed all around him, only succeeding in making him angrier.
'How do these people know me, and how do they know where I stay! I've put Kaoru in even more danger!' Battousai scowled to himself. This clinic would have to be watched much more closely.
Quite a bit behind the hitokiri, Megumi searched the hall, praying Battousai wouldn't be hindered. 'If anyone has any sense they'll flee from those awful amber eyes.' She thought. There had been no new injuries so far; Kenshin must somewhat be in control.
Either that or many people's images of the Battousai was vastly incorrect, according to them he would have killed at least two of these innocent people already. But back at the waiting room he said he'd never been fond of killing innocent people.
Did that imply that he hadn't?
Or just that he didn't like it?
Megumi didn't want to think about it right now, she had to make sure no one was hurt. Megumi had yet to find a single scratch, although 15-year-old Neko had ran into the wall. Megumi mused over this for a while. What had the silly girl done this time?
"Neko, stand up if you can." Megumi said, offering a hand to the young, dazed female. Neko just sat with the same dream-like stare and the same dumb expression. "Neko?" Megumi nudged the girl with her foot. "NEKO?!" Neko's lack of a response soon annoyed Megumi.
"Neko." She snickered, "Neko, look it's your boyfriend." Neko sighed and blinked. Her eyes slowly came back into focus and grew a shining luster.
"Oh Megumi!" she exclaimed breathlessly,
"He has GOT to be the most luscious hunk of male specimen that I've EVER had the pleasure of ogling!"
"Neko? Who may I ask are you speaking of?"
'She can't mean--!'
"Battousai of course!" Neko giggled. "He's just so DANGEROUS, and STRONG, and BRAVE." Neko widened her eyes with each emphasized word.
"NEKO HE'S AN ASSASSIN!"
"So? I think you're jealous cause he ran into ME."
Megumi sweat-dropped.
He was calm; he would not scream. He was calm, he would not scream. HE WAS CALM HE WOULD NOT SCREAM! HE WAS CALM DAMN IT ALL! CALM! Battousai drew a deep breath and attempted to still the eye twitch that had implemented itself in his left eye.
Another deep breath to calm his temper. There was no need for him to destroy the clinic. The only thing it had done wrong was get him extremely lost. He wouldn't demolish it. He was CALM. 'But I really want to.' His inner voice complained. Battousai glanced around the dark hallway once again. He had a strange feeling he wasn't supposed to be here.
Oh well, he'd been places he wasn't supposed to before. It's not like they'd do anything to stop him. Who'd known the clinic was so big?! It sure didn't look it from the outside. Where was Kaoru?
He would find her. Peering in doors as he wandered down the hall, he saw various people, none of which were Kaoru. His blood was boiling, his anger raging to be freed. He needed to break something. NOW.
His frustration built and built until he just didn't TRY to suppress it anymore. It stayed bottled up, but those cold amber eyes could have frozen the very depths of Hades itself.
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A/N: What do you guys think? I'm having fun writing it, so I really don't care. *whispers* I really do but if I told you that then you'd think you have control over me. *end whisper* I like reviews. So does Firkin. Firkin is the psychologist frog that wants to hear all your complaints since I'm sure that chapter sucked royal monkey toes. Oh well, tell me what you thought. Follow Firkin the Frog Fighter For Famous Finale! Hehe those are fun.
/\(;-;)/\ ^Firkin. He wants to hear your problems. He doesn't even care if they're about everyday life. He's a psychologist after all.
A/N: I'd like to thank all of you that have reviewed so far; I'm starting this chapter the same day as I post the last one. This chapter will actually be about Battousai/Kaoru/Megumi/whoever else shows up.
HA! You thought I would tell you without you having to read? I'm not THAT stupid. Anyhow, I've decided this story was TOO dark for my preferences, and I accidentally brightened it a little. OOOOPS.
Well, on to music listening and typing. Let's see what interesting things come out of my mind today. Oh, btw, Linkin Park, Offspring, Evanescence, Matchbox 20, Puddle of Mudd, Taproot, 311, The All-American Rejects, Seal, Alien Ant Farm, Invader Zim, Simple Plan, Good Charlotte, Fountains of Wayne, Three Days Grace, Bowling for Soup, Five for Fighting, and Green Day are all to thank for my writing entertainment. They keep me company.
Disclaimer: Seven years later he works as a slayer he murdered beloved and knows he's messed up. The technique never changes, just the bloody faces why can't he just let go and wander all around?! Did I just say that?
P.S.- I don't own RK or Bowling for Soup. *cough* I lie. *cough*
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Battousai stared at the frightened woman walking before him. Did she think he would strike her? Impossible. If she feared him, she would have complied with his request immediately.
Surely she was simply being insolent. Closing his eyes to soften the anger burning in them, he sighed. Megumi flinched at the slight sound. Stopping in the hallway, she turned to Battousai. Fear colored her eyes, though she tried her best to hide it.
Battousai noted this and smiled inwardly. 'She's afraid. Gooood.' It was best for people to fear him, he didn't have to worry about them that way. Megumi watched his eyes. 'He's gone. Kenshin is gone. There's no trace of him in there at all.' She thought.
"Ken-san?" she asked timidly. Timidly? This wasn't her at all. Get a grip for Kami's sake. Battousai narrowed his eyes. AH KAMI! Those eyes again. If only he'd show a smidgen of compassion! A little caring, a little bit of humanity.
But those cold, demonic, slayer-eyes pushed everything out of perspective. 'Why is she just standing there? And who the hell is Ken-san? She couldn't POSSIBLY be referring to ME?' Battousai thought.
Megumi glanced around her. Where exactly was she again? OH yes, she was in the left hallway. But...Kaoru was in the right hallway. Oh no. She'd taken the wrong hallway. Battousai was going to be very angry!
"You are a doctor. I'm sure you've seen organs before. Maybe even LIVE organs. And certainly you've seen organs outside of someone's body. But have you ever seen YOUR organs outside your body? If you do not wish to examine them, I would suggest you continue." Battousai threatened.
'What to do what to do! STALL!' Megumi began walking again. Battousai silently followed. Soon they came to the end of the hallway. Megumi looked about as if confused. "Heh, heh, It seems we've taken the wrong hallway." She stuttered. 'Just don't let him kill me!'
Battousai sighed again. Evidently this woman feared him more than he had thought. She was simply quivering with fear, all because she'd taken the wrong hallway. For about a minute he stood there, pondering her panic. Then he pushed his way around her and headed back down the hallway. He would find Kaoru himself.
Megumi stood watching the retreating back of the Battousai. What was it about that man that simply terrified her? It was obvious really. The Battousai pulsated with authority, radiated mercilessness. 'How can Kaoru not fear him?' Megumi wondered.
Battousai strode determinedly through the hallway. People scattered from in front of him, frightened and intimidated by his cold glare. There were few people in this part of the hall anyhow, but he was prepared lest someone try to stop him.
He snorted as he strolled defiantly around a corner. He'd like to see them try. If they could stop quivering long enough. He turned another corner, bumping into a young girl. His eyes shone pale amber, and all that knew of him recognized the icy stare.
"Watch it." he snarled.
Whispers of,
"That's the Battousai!"
"Himura Battousai!"
"That cross-shaped scar."
"He carries a sword even in this day and time!"
And most troubling of all,
"They say he lives at the Kamiya Dojo!" echoed all around him, only succeeding in making him angrier.
'How do these people know me, and how do they know where I stay! I've put Kaoru in even more danger!' Battousai scowled to himself. This clinic would have to be watched much more closely.
Quite a bit behind the hitokiri, Megumi searched the hall, praying Battousai wouldn't be hindered. 'If anyone has any sense they'll flee from those awful amber eyes.' She thought. There had been no new injuries so far; Kenshin must somewhat be in control.
Either that or many people's images of the Battousai was vastly incorrect, according to them he would have killed at least two of these innocent people already. But back at the waiting room he said he'd never been fond of killing innocent people.
Did that imply that he hadn't?
Or just that he didn't like it?
Megumi didn't want to think about it right now, she had to make sure no one was hurt. Megumi had yet to find a single scratch, although 15-year-old Neko had ran into the wall. Megumi mused over this for a while. What had the silly girl done this time?
"Neko, stand up if you can." Megumi said, offering a hand to the young, dazed female. Neko just sat with the same dream-like stare and the same dumb expression. "Neko?" Megumi nudged the girl with her foot. "NEKO?!" Neko's lack of a response soon annoyed Megumi.
"Neko." She snickered, "Neko, look it's your boyfriend." Neko sighed and blinked. Her eyes slowly came back into focus and grew a shining luster.
"Oh Megumi!" she exclaimed breathlessly,
"He has GOT to be the most luscious hunk of male specimen that I've EVER had the pleasure of ogling!"
"Neko? Who may I ask are you speaking of?"
'She can't mean--!'
"Battousai of course!" Neko giggled. "He's just so DANGEROUS, and STRONG, and BRAVE." Neko widened her eyes with each emphasized word.
"NEKO HE'S AN ASSASSIN!"
"So? I think you're jealous cause he ran into ME."
Megumi sweat-dropped.
He was calm; he would not scream. He was calm, he would not scream. HE WAS CALM HE WOULD NOT SCREAM! HE WAS CALM DAMN IT ALL! CALM! Battousai drew a deep breath and attempted to still the eye twitch that had implemented itself in his left eye.
Another deep breath to calm his temper. There was no need for him to destroy the clinic. The only thing it had done wrong was get him extremely lost. He wouldn't demolish it. He was CALM. 'But I really want to.' His inner voice complained. Battousai glanced around the dark hallway once again. He had a strange feeling he wasn't supposed to be here.
Oh well, he'd been places he wasn't supposed to before. It's not like they'd do anything to stop him. Who'd known the clinic was so big?! It sure didn't look it from the outside. Where was Kaoru?
He would find her. Peering in doors as he wandered down the hall, he saw various people, none of which were Kaoru. His blood was boiling, his anger raging to be freed. He needed to break something. NOW.
His frustration built and built until he just didn't TRY to suppress it anymore. It stayed bottled up, but those cold amber eyes could have frozen the very depths of Hades itself.
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A/N: What do you guys think? I'm having fun writing it, so I really don't care. *whispers* I really do but if I told you that then you'd think you have control over me. *end whisper* I like reviews. So does Firkin. Firkin is the psychologist frog that wants to hear all your complaints since I'm sure that chapter sucked royal monkey toes. Oh well, tell me what you thought. Follow Firkin the Frog Fighter For Famous Finale! Hehe those are fun.
/\(;-;)/\ ^Firkin. He wants to hear your problems. He doesn't even care if they're about everyday life. He's a psychologist after all.