Here's the second part, and away we go.
As Soujiro rode Ki Ki at a trot he spilled himself to the scenery. The cherry blossom petals blowing through the wind like as if directed by Seta himself. The magnificent aroma blushing through the wind, "oh sweet smell"he thought as he bounced up and down on the black horse's saddle. Soujiro might've looked silly to any passing people, for a girly looking boy riding on a horse's back surrounded by flowers must have looked a little disturbing... ( I AM SOOOOO SORRY SETA!!!!! Sessha: -- ()) But even if there was people, Soujiro was too distracted by the magnificence of the world on this fine day to notice them, for example, a young girl wrapped in a hood. Even though she was dressed in a bright red hood ( like little red riding hood!) Soujiro did not notice her until Ki Ki reared up and almost bucked him off when she crossed the road.
Girl: Oh!
Soujiro: Whoa, Ki Ki! Sorry there Miss.He dismounts and puts on a another one of his sweet fake cheery smiles.
Girl: .... Oh no it is my fault for crossing without looking, I was in a hurry to deliver this medicine to my grand mother. She returned the smile and looked up form the shadows of her hood.
Soujiro was quite shocked by the brilliance of her small smile and how much of an effect it had on him, but how? First the tears, and now this girl. Was he really weakening because of..........them? He apoligized.
Soujiro: is there anything I can do to make-up? How about I give you a ride to where your grandmother's, it'll be much quicker if you rode.
Girl: A-All right, but before we go, my name is Reininomizu-but, please just call me Raine.
Soujiro: Alright Raine-kun.
Souijro mounted and helped the young girl on when her hood fell of.
Soujiro: Ah, your- your hair! It's white!
(Obviously I didn't put blond because I decided on using white because a little birdy told me it would be a bit better then blond in this situation..)
Raine: Shh.. yes it is, I'll tell you why on the way.
So Tenken started Ki Ki at the same paced trot as the unsual white haired girl told him of the tragic story of her hair.
It all started like this:
It was a windy, rain splashed day when I was bringing home food to my mother and father. I was 13, and we were awfully poor after my birth, so my mother had to burden hard tasks to keep food on the table and a roof over our heads. That was also the reason why I do not have any brothers nor sisters. My father gambled, but only for the luck we have to get money for our family. But he always came home empty handed, and we grew deeper and deeper into dept and loss. Anyways, as I walked up to the door of our home I heard a stiffled scream for help. I dropped the food, picked up any sharp object I could find which was my mother's wood chopping axe. I steadily walked towards the door and busted in when I saw the most awfullest thing I could see.
The crimson red color of blood was splashed upon my head as I saw my father beheaded, then before my mother was doomed by the blade, she screamed to me "RUN!" But, right after that, in a single instance, her blood reached my hands and long hair. It was black then, but that was before my parents were killed. My hair was stained with their blood and the people who murdered them were the friends that they trusted the most. How they could have killed them, I do not know. All I remember was taking up that axe and destoying everyting in my path. Before I knew it, I had their blood upon my hands and hair. I did not know exactly how I did it, but I had killed the people who kept a roof over our heads. Yet those seemingly generous people killed my only family. I soon stumbled out of the small house and buried my parents by a little garden near there and burned down the stable, where they were killed and the people who murdered them before I tried to wash all the blood out of my hair.
But no matter how hard I tried the grosteque color and scent of blood just did not wash out. So I bleached it to become like so. The smell of the chemical and excitement of the day tired me so I collasped and blacked put. That was when an old lady took me in as her granddaughter...
Raine: I' ve never even told that story to her, and yet I'm sitting here telling this to you, a complete stranger whom I have not yet caught his name.
Soujiro: Oh, my apologizes, my name is Soujiro. smiles
Raine: Take a left down here and we should be there.
The rest of the ride was in complete silence except for the sound of Ki Ki's hooves and the soft lush of cherry blossom petals.
As they arrived, Raine dismounted gracefully and walked towards the door of a small cottage.
Raine: Please come in, I must thank you with some tea.
Soujiro: Alright.
He tied Ki Ki to a tree securely and reluctantly walked behind Raine.
Raine: In here.
She pushes open the door to....
Well, R and R, sorry to ciffhang ya' but that's how you get people to read your stories! Remeber to review it and to those Seta fans, have fun tweaking it.
As Soujiro rode Ki Ki at a trot he spilled himself to the scenery. The cherry blossom petals blowing through the wind like as if directed by Seta himself. The magnificent aroma blushing through the wind, "oh sweet smell"he thought as he bounced up and down on the black horse's saddle. Soujiro might've looked silly to any passing people, for a girly looking boy riding on a horse's back surrounded by flowers must have looked a little disturbing... ( I AM SOOOOO SORRY SETA!!!!! Sessha: -- ()) But even if there was people, Soujiro was too distracted by the magnificence of the world on this fine day to notice them, for example, a young girl wrapped in a hood. Even though she was dressed in a bright red hood ( like little red riding hood!) Soujiro did not notice her until Ki Ki reared up and almost bucked him off when she crossed the road.
Girl: Oh!
Soujiro: Whoa, Ki Ki! Sorry there Miss.He dismounts and puts on a another one of his sweet fake cheery smiles.
Girl: .... Oh no it is my fault for crossing without looking, I was in a hurry to deliver this medicine to my grand mother. She returned the smile and looked up form the shadows of her hood.
Soujiro was quite shocked by the brilliance of her small smile and how much of an effect it had on him, but how? First the tears, and now this girl. Was he really weakening because of..........them? He apoligized.
Soujiro: is there anything I can do to make-up? How about I give you a ride to where your grandmother's, it'll be much quicker if you rode.
Girl: A-All right, but before we go, my name is Reininomizu-but, please just call me Raine.
Soujiro: Alright Raine-kun.
Souijro mounted and helped the young girl on when her hood fell of.
Soujiro: Ah, your- your hair! It's white!
(Obviously I didn't put blond because I decided on using white because a little birdy told me it would be a bit better then blond in this situation..)
Raine: Shh.. yes it is, I'll tell you why on the way.
So Tenken started Ki Ki at the same paced trot as the unsual white haired girl told him of the tragic story of her hair.
It all started like this:
It was a windy, rain splashed day when I was bringing home food to my mother and father. I was 13, and we were awfully poor after my birth, so my mother had to burden hard tasks to keep food on the table and a roof over our heads. That was also the reason why I do not have any brothers nor sisters. My father gambled, but only for the luck we have to get money for our family. But he always came home empty handed, and we grew deeper and deeper into dept and loss. Anyways, as I walked up to the door of our home I heard a stiffled scream for help. I dropped the food, picked up any sharp object I could find which was my mother's wood chopping axe. I steadily walked towards the door and busted in when I saw the most awfullest thing I could see.
The crimson red color of blood was splashed upon my head as I saw my father beheaded, then before my mother was doomed by the blade, she screamed to me "RUN!" But, right after that, in a single instance, her blood reached my hands and long hair. It was black then, but that was before my parents were killed. My hair was stained with their blood and the people who murdered them were the friends that they trusted the most. How they could have killed them, I do not know. All I remember was taking up that axe and destoying everyting in my path. Before I knew it, I had their blood upon my hands and hair. I did not know exactly how I did it, but I had killed the people who kept a roof over our heads. Yet those seemingly generous people killed my only family. I soon stumbled out of the small house and buried my parents by a little garden near there and burned down the stable, where they were killed and the people who murdered them before I tried to wash all the blood out of my hair.
But no matter how hard I tried the grosteque color and scent of blood just did not wash out. So I bleached it to become like so. The smell of the chemical and excitement of the day tired me so I collasped and blacked put. That was when an old lady took me in as her granddaughter...
Raine: I' ve never even told that story to her, and yet I'm sitting here telling this to you, a complete stranger whom I have not yet caught his name.
Soujiro: Oh, my apologizes, my name is Soujiro. smiles
Raine: Take a left down here and we should be there.
The rest of the ride was in complete silence except for the sound of Ki Ki's hooves and the soft lush of cherry blossom petals.
As they arrived, Raine dismounted gracefully and walked towards the door of a small cottage.
Raine: Please come in, I must thank you with some tea.
Soujiro: Alright.
He tied Ki Ki to a tree securely and reluctantly walked behind Raine.
Raine: In here.
She pushes open the door to....
Well, R and R, sorry to ciffhang ya' but that's how you get people to read your stories! Remeber to review it and to those Seta fans, have fun tweaking it.