a/n - lol, thanx for the reviews! sorry this chapter is so short though... :(
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Yahiko awoke to the feel of a hot breath on his cheek.
"Yahiko kun? .......Yahiko kun!" A voice that seemed far away called to him. But he just wouldn't bring himself to actually wake up. Distantly, he heard footsteps leaving him. Yet still he just lay there lazily on the floor, covers entagled with his feet.
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Soujiri poured water from the bathroom spout. Since no one was heating the fire to heat any water from outside, the water was almost ice cold. Smiling as it filled to the bring, he turned off the spout, and headed towards the room he shared with Yahiko-kun.
Carefully balancing the bucket in one hand, while opening the sliding door in the other, he slowly stepped inside, smile almost phasing into a grin, and dumped the bucket of water all over the younger boy's body.
"YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! COLD COLD COLD COLD COOOLD!!!!!!!!" Yahiko jumped from the floor, practically dancing around the room.
Soujiro resisted the urge to laugh, as he hid the empty bucket he held behind his back and quickly leaving the room.
Yahiko glared at his retrieving form, jumping a few more times from the extreme cold. Finally getting a grip of himself, his teeth gritted and his eyes blazed, and without hesitation, ran full speed out of the room and dow the hall, "Soujiro! Where are you?!"
The retired swordsman boy sighed as he could hear the screaming voice even from the other side of the dojo.
Poor Yahiko chan, maybe that was a bit too cruel? ...........Nah.
His smile never leaving, he went towards the kitchen to get Yahiko's now cold breakfast. 'Hm... He should have woken up earlier... Or at least I should have woke him up earlier...' His smile became an evil smirk and he left the kitchen with the bowl of cold rice and veggies, looking for Yahiko.
It didn't take too long either.
"Soujiro!" Yahiko growled, now right in front of the other, he was about to say something else when Soujiro shoved the bowl of food in his face. "....Mine?"
Soujiro nodded, "Mr.Himura and Ms.Kaoru left a while ago, and told me to make sure you ate this."
Yahiko took the bowl and dipped his finger lightly into it. "No way, it's already hard and cold!"
He shivered as Soujiro gave off an evil smirk, "Ms.Kaoru said to do whatever it takes to make sure that you eat something..... And I'm going to do what she said. Whether you like it or not...."
The younger boy's eyes widened considerably when Soujiro provided a pair of chopsticks from out of nowhere and began shoveling the grotesque stuff down his throat. He practically had to choke it down to avoid throwing it up, and he kneeled down holding his throat and coughing.
"There, now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Soujiro simply smiled down at him.
"Now I have two reasons to kill you.... for...." Yahiko fainted on the floor.
Soujiro furrowed his brow, "Ms.Kaoru's cooking is that bad? Hm..."
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Yahiko awoke for the second time that day, only this time with no water. He looked up wearily to see a happy little Soujiro sitting at his side. He wanted to smile at the sight.... But he wasn't too happy.
"What the heck is wrong with you?!" He yelled angrily.
Soujiro just smiled, pulling the younger boy up, "Nothing at all. And you know what? I feel a bit sorry for what I did, so how about... I take you out?"
There was a moment of silence, before a blush began to creep up on Yahiko's face and he quickly turned away, "You wouldn't happen to have money, would you?"
Soujiro nodded, and before Yahiko could say another word, pulled him up and out of their room.
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Down the streets of Kyoto, the two boys trodded.
Yahiko sighed as a thought hit him, "Won't Kaoru bash me in for leaving the dojo while she was gone?"
"Don't worry, they won't be back until late this evening. They'll never find out!" The older one reassured him.
"And what if we run into them, huh?"
"No, I don't think we will..."
They both fell silent, as they trotted through the crowd. Yahiko stopped walking after a while, causing Soujiro to become curious.
"What is it, Yahiko kun?"
"Look at that crowd croud over there." Yahiko pointed toward a gathering group of people near a store. "Let's go check it out."
Before Soujiro could stop the boy, Yahiko had already run off to join the crowd, and could do nothing but follow.
Yahiko pushed through the crowd and saw a peek at what was going on.
"I'll ask one last time..." said a gruff voice of a tall, muscular man with messy brown hair and a long sword drawn out of its sheath, "Why a fine samurai like myself should pay such an outragious amount of money for cheap pair o'sandals?"
The old salesman cowered behind his stall, "I'm sorry sir, but I-I c-can't lower the price any further..."
"What did you say?" The strong 'samurai' shouted angrily.
Yahiko gritted his teeth and coolly stepped into the scene, "You're just cheap, ever thought of that?"
"Yahiko!" He heard Soujiro scowl, but ignored the other boy.
"What was that ya little brat? Ya wanna get a whoopin' or somethin'?"
Yahiko stuck his tongue out at the taller man, angering him further. "Let's just ya see ya try!" The man raised his sword to the boy and prepared to swing, but missed badly. Yahiko managed to dodge three more of his reckless swings, and some of the crowd began backing away.
As Yahiko kept taunting the older man in an attempt to draw his attention away, a woman from the sidelines bumped into him, causing him to fall. She said a soft 'sorry' but scurried away as the insane man came closer.
"Now take this ya little brat!" He yelled with a smirk, swinging the sword downwards....
Yahiko shut his eyes tightly... But the blow never came. He heard people aweing and such. Slowly, he opened his eyes..... And what he saw was surprising if not utterly shocking.
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a/n - cliffhanger. i'll leave you to guess at what happened. :)
i haven't watched kenshin in AGES because it doesn't come on on tv anymore.... but at least i recorded most of the episodes. the unedited episodes! :D
ok, hope you liked it, and please drop a review.
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Yahiko awoke to the feel of a hot breath on his cheek.
"Yahiko kun? .......Yahiko kun!" A voice that seemed far away called to him. But he just wouldn't bring himself to actually wake up. Distantly, he heard footsteps leaving him. Yet still he just lay there lazily on the floor, covers entagled with his feet.
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Soujiri poured water from the bathroom spout. Since no one was heating the fire to heat any water from outside, the water was almost ice cold. Smiling as it filled to the bring, he turned off the spout, and headed towards the room he shared with Yahiko-kun.
Carefully balancing the bucket in one hand, while opening the sliding door in the other, he slowly stepped inside, smile almost phasing into a grin, and dumped the bucket of water all over the younger boy's body.
"YIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!! COLD COLD COLD COLD COOOLD!!!!!!!!" Yahiko jumped from the floor, practically dancing around the room.
Soujiro resisted the urge to laugh, as he hid the empty bucket he held behind his back and quickly leaving the room.
Yahiko glared at his retrieving form, jumping a few more times from the extreme cold. Finally getting a grip of himself, his teeth gritted and his eyes blazed, and without hesitation, ran full speed out of the room and dow the hall, "Soujiro! Where are you?!"
The retired swordsman boy sighed as he could hear the screaming voice even from the other side of the dojo.
Poor Yahiko chan, maybe that was a bit too cruel? ...........Nah.
His smile never leaving, he went towards the kitchen to get Yahiko's now cold breakfast. 'Hm... He should have woken up earlier... Or at least I should have woke him up earlier...' His smile became an evil smirk and he left the kitchen with the bowl of cold rice and veggies, looking for Yahiko.
It didn't take too long either.
"Soujiro!" Yahiko growled, now right in front of the other, he was about to say something else when Soujiro shoved the bowl of food in his face. "....Mine?"
Soujiro nodded, "Mr.Himura and Ms.Kaoru left a while ago, and told me to make sure you ate this."
Yahiko took the bowl and dipped his finger lightly into it. "No way, it's already hard and cold!"
He shivered as Soujiro gave off an evil smirk, "Ms.Kaoru said to do whatever it takes to make sure that you eat something..... And I'm going to do what she said. Whether you like it or not...."
The younger boy's eyes widened considerably when Soujiro provided a pair of chopsticks from out of nowhere and began shoveling the grotesque stuff down his throat. He practically had to choke it down to avoid throwing it up, and he kneeled down holding his throat and coughing.
"There, now that wasn't so hard, was it?" Soujiro simply smiled down at him.
"Now I have two reasons to kill you.... for...." Yahiko fainted on the floor.
Soujiro furrowed his brow, "Ms.Kaoru's cooking is that bad? Hm..."
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Yahiko awoke for the second time that day, only this time with no water. He looked up wearily to see a happy little Soujiro sitting at his side. He wanted to smile at the sight.... But he wasn't too happy.
"What the heck is wrong with you?!" He yelled angrily.
Soujiro just smiled, pulling the younger boy up, "Nothing at all. And you know what? I feel a bit sorry for what I did, so how about... I take you out?"
There was a moment of silence, before a blush began to creep up on Yahiko's face and he quickly turned away, "You wouldn't happen to have money, would you?"
Soujiro nodded, and before Yahiko could say another word, pulled him up and out of their room.
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Down the streets of Kyoto, the two boys trodded.
Yahiko sighed as a thought hit him, "Won't Kaoru bash me in for leaving the dojo while she was gone?"
"Don't worry, they won't be back until late this evening. They'll never find out!" The older one reassured him.
"And what if we run into them, huh?"
"No, I don't think we will..."
They both fell silent, as they trotted through the crowd. Yahiko stopped walking after a while, causing Soujiro to become curious.
"What is it, Yahiko kun?"
"Look at that crowd croud over there." Yahiko pointed toward a gathering group of people near a store. "Let's go check it out."
Before Soujiro could stop the boy, Yahiko had already run off to join the crowd, and could do nothing but follow.
Yahiko pushed through the crowd and saw a peek at what was going on.
"I'll ask one last time..." said a gruff voice of a tall, muscular man with messy brown hair and a long sword drawn out of its sheath, "Why a fine samurai like myself should pay such an outragious amount of money for cheap pair o'sandals?"
The old salesman cowered behind his stall, "I'm sorry sir, but I-I c-can't lower the price any further..."
"What did you say?" The strong 'samurai' shouted angrily.
Yahiko gritted his teeth and coolly stepped into the scene, "You're just cheap, ever thought of that?"
"Yahiko!" He heard Soujiro scowl, but ignored the other boy.
"What was that ya little brat? Ya wanna get a whoopin' or somethin'?"
Yahiko stuck his tongue out at the taller man, angering him further. "Let's just ya see ya try!" The man raised his sword to the boy and prepared to swing, but missed badly. Yahiko managed to dodge three more of his reckless swings, and some of the crowd began backing away.
As Yahiko kept taunting the older man in an attempt to draw his attention away, a woman from the sidelines bumped into him, causing him to fall. She said a soft 'sorry' but scurried away as the insane man came closer.
"Now take this ya little brat!" He yelled with a smirk, swinging the sword downwards....
Yahiko shut his eyes tightly... But the blow never came. He heard people aweing and such. Slowly, he opened his eyes..... And what he saw was surprising if not utterly shocking.
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a/n - cliffhanger. i'll leave you to guess at what happened. :)
i haven't watched kenshin in AGES because it doesn't come on on tv anymore.... but at least i recorded most of the episodes. the unedited episodes! :D
ok, hope you liked it, and please drop a review.