Disclaimer: I wish I could say I owned Rurouni Kenshin. Actually, I can but
I'd be sued.
Hey! TanukiGirl! They weren't making out. I'm sorry if it sounded that way to you or anyone else but people kiss publicly like that but they certainly wouldn't make out. And I said he LOOKED like he was going Battousai. I never said he did. I meant his eyes were narrowed in such a way that it gave him a Battousai look. But he didn't TURN into Battousai. Aw, hell no. That'd be way too much. Anyway, next chapter.
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*He hit Kenji. He hit Kenji. * Yahiko thought as he snagged Kenji to the dojo. Kenji looked up at him with wonder in his eyes, wishing that he could see deep in his thoughts.
"Yahiko? You're not mad at me . . . are you?" he asked. Yahiko stopped abruptly and looked Kenji in the eye.
"Why would I be mad at you?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. The mark on Kenji's face was long gone and he no longer had glistening tears eyes. Kenji took his hand back and began to twiddle his fingers.
"Because . . ." he started. Yahiko started to grind his teeth together in annoyance. He never understood why the presence of Kenji annoyed him but it just did. Yahiko cared for the young boy, yes, but somehow . . .
"Because. Now why would I be mad at you because of 'Because'?" Yahiko retorted sarcastically. Kenji looked up and then back at the ground.
"I kind of . . . told Mushu that Tsubame . . . um . . ." he stuttered, having a second thought for telling him this.
*Tsubame? * "Told him what about Tsubame?" asked a very impatient Yahiko. Kenji began to kick at the ground.
"I . . . I told him you and her were . . . well, that . . . Tsubame was your girlfriend," Kenji yelled, squinting his eyes as he looked up to see the expression on Yahiko's face.
To his surprise, Yahiko didn't seem that bothered by it. He actually smirked at the thought of how Mushu probably looked like when Kenji told him that. Yahiko shook his head and began to chuckle. "Now, why would I be mad at you for THAT?" Yahiko grinned. Kenji began to chew on his bottom lip.
"Um . . . because . . ." he began again. Slowly, Yahiko's high and mighty grin began to transform into a lowly, curious frown.
"'Because' what?"
"When I told him that, he slapped me and told me that you were fighting a losing battle! He's trying to get rid of you!" Kenji blurted out. Yahiko narrowed his eyes in disbelief.
Yahiko shook his head. *So that's why he hit Kenji. * he thought, *He was enraged at the fact that Tsubame likes me more! *
"Come on Kenji. We're going home," Yahiko spoke, once one more taking Kenji's hand and led him to the dojo.
"Yahiko! What're you going to do?" cried Kenji, praying to Kami-sama he wouldn't go over and give Mushu a piece of his mind.
"I'm going to have a talk with Mushu, that's all," Yahiko said. Kenji quickly tried to change his mind.
"No! That's a horrible idea! Don't! Just leave him alone!" Kenji protested. Yahiko opened the dojo gates and looked back down at Kenji.
"He HIT you, Kenji. I refuse to leave him alone," responded Yahiko. Before Kenji could say anything else about the matter, Kaoru and Kenshin walked out. Kenji immediately let go of Yahiko's hand and ran to Kaoru, grabbing her kimono.
"Hey? What's wrong?" she asked, picking Kenji up. Kenji looked at Yahiko who gave him a look that said it was best for them not to know.
"Nothing! I'm just happy to see you that's all mother!" he replied gleefully, putting on the fakest smile anyone has ever seen. *Great. Not only is he unable to quite bothering me, but he can't act either. I have NO luck. * Yahiko thought, walking back out of the gates of the dojo.
"Uh! Yahiko! Where're you going?" Kaoru asked handing Kenji over to Kenshin.
"Back to the Akebeko," he called over his shoulder.
Kenshin balanced his son on his shoulders and looked at Yahiko. "But it's almost night! Why don't you come back tomorrow?"
Yahiko firmly shook his head no, causing his spiky hair to swish around. "No. I'm going now!" He stormed off, leaving the Himura's with puzzled looks about their faces.
"What was that about?" Kenshin asked, turning to go back into the dojo. Kaoru simply shrugged and followed Kenshin and a very scared Kenji.
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Tsubame picked up the dishes and began to wipe down the tables. She began to scrub a little hard, making small chip marks on some of the tables. *I am never using a scrubber again to wash tables. * she thought angrily to herself.
"Tsubame!" came a familiar voice from behind. Tsubame whirled around to become inches apart from Mushu's face. She stumbled back onto the table in surprise.
"Oh . . . it's you Mushu . . ."she stuttered, giving him a small smile.
"Who'd you think it was?" he chuckled. He walked toward Tsubame, who sat upright on the table. She propped herself on the table, using her arms for balance.
"I'm sorry. You just scared me that's all," she replied, looking at the floor. Mushu smiled and held out his hand to her. She faltered for a moment, not knowing if taking his hand was safe or not. After a few seconds, however, she took his hand and let Mushu pull her up.
"I'm . . . sorry if I scared you," he apologized. Tsubame nodded and accepted his apology. When Mushu ever once tried to catch her eye she would look away, which would puzzle him. "Tsubame? What's wrong?"
Tsubame shook her head and began to back up, only to realize that their hands were still intertwined.
"Nothings wrong. It's just earlier . . . when Kenji . . ." she began.
Mushu's eyes softened. "You think . . . I hit him. Don't you?"
Tsubame peered up to see ashamed eyes. She didn't mean to make him feel bad. He has yet to do anything wrong (or so SHE says) and felt awful for the horrible idea she gave him. "No! It's not that . . ."
"Then what is it?"
Tsubame began to fidget a little. "I was just worried about Kenji . . . that's all . . . I hope he's all right. She glanced back up only to come face to face with Mushu. His face was a whole lot closer than before and he had taken hold of her other hand as well. "Mushu . . ." she began but was cut off when she felt his lips brush against hers.
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MWUHAHAHAHA! Cliffhanger! HEHEHEHEHEHE! Tell me if your mad and I'll hurry up with the next chapter, alright?
Hey! TanukiGirl! They weren't making out. I'm sorry if it sounded that way to you or anyone else but people kiss publicly like that but they certainly wouldn't make out. And I said he LOOKED like he was going Battousai. I never said he did. I meant his eyes were narrowed in such a way that it gave him a Battousai look. But he didn't TURN into Battousai. Aw, hell no. That'd be way too much. Anyway, next chapter.
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*He hit Kenji. He hit Kenji. * Yahiko thought as he snagged Kenji to the dojo. Kenji looked up at him with wonder in his eyes, wishing that he could see deep in his thoughts.
"Yahiko? You're not mad at me . . . are you?" he asked. Yahiko stopped abruptly and looked Kenji in the eye.
"Why would I be mad at you?" he asked, arching an eyebrow. The mark on Kenji's face was long gone and he no longer had glistening tears eyes. Kenji took his hand back and began to twiddle his fingers.
"Because . . ." he started. Yahiko started to grind his teeth together in annoyance. He never understood why the presence of Kenji annoyed him but it just did. Yahiko cared for the young boy, yes, but somehow . . .
"Because. Now why would I be mad at you because of 'Because'?" Yahiko retorted sarcastically. Kenji looked up and then back at the ground.
"I kind of . . . told Mushu that Tsubame . . . um . . ." he stuttered, having a second thought for telling him this.
*Tsubame? * "Told him what about Tsubame?" asked a very impatient Yahiko. Kenji began to kick at the ground.
"I . . . I told him you and her were . . . well, that . . . Tsubame was your girlfriend," Kenji yelled, squinting his eyes as he looked up to see the expression on Yahiko's face.
To his surprise, Yahiko didn't seem that bothered by it. He actually smirked at the thought of how Mushu probably looked like when Kenji told him that. Yahiko shook his head and began to chuckle. "Now, why would I be mad at you for THAT?" Yahiko grinned. Kenji began to chew on his bottom lip.
"Um . . . because . . ." he began again. Slowly, Yahiko's high and mighty grin began to transform into a lowly, curious frown.
"'Because' what?"
"When I told him that, he slapped me and told me that you were fighting a losing battle! He's trying to get rid of you!" Kenji blurted out. Yahiko narrowed his eyes in disbelief.
Yahiko shook his head. *So that's why he hit Kenji. * he thought, *He was enraged at the fact that Tsubame likes me more! *
"Come on Kenji. We're going home," Yahiko spoke, once one more taking Kenji's hand and led him to the dojo.
"Yahiko! What're you going to do?" cried Kenji, praying to Kami-sama he wouldn't go over and give Mushu a piece of his mind.
"I'm going to have a talk with Mushu, that's all," Yahiko said. Kenji quickly tried to change his mind.
"No! That's a horrible idea! Don't! Just leave him alone!" Kenji protested. Yahiko opened the dojo gates and looked back down at Kenji.
"He HIT you, Kenji. I refuse to leave him alone," responded Yahiko. Before Kenji could say anything else about the matter, Kaoru and Kenshin walked out. Kenji immediately let go of Yahiko's hand and ran to Kaoru, grabbing her kimono.
"Hey? What's wrong?" she asked, picking Kenji up. Kenji looked at Yahiko who gave him a look that said it was best for them not to know.
"Nothing! I'm just happy to see you that's all mother!" he replied gleefully, putting on the fakest smile anyone has ever seen. *Great. Not only is he unable to quite bothering me, but he can't act either. I have NO luck. * Yahiko thought, walking back out of the gates of the dojo.
"Uh! Yahiko! Where're you going?" Kaoru asked handing Kenji over to Kenshin.
"Back to the Akebeko," he called over his shoulder.
Kenshin balanced his son on his shoulders and looked at Yahiko. "But it's almost night! Why don't you come back tomorrow?"
Yahiko firmly shook his head no, causing his spiky hair to swish around. "No. I'm going now!" He stormed off, leaving the Himura's with puzzled looks about their faces.
"What was that about?" Kenshin asked, turning to go back into the dojo. Kaoru simply shrugged and followed Kenshin and a very scared Kenji.
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Tsubame picked up the dishes and began to wipe down the tables. She began to scrub a little hard, making small chip marks on some of the tables. *I am never using a scrubber again to wash tables. * she thought angrily to herself.
"Tsubame!" came a familiar voice from behind. Tsubame whirled around to become inches apart from Mushu's face. She stumbled back onto the table in surprise.
"Oh . . . it's you Mushu . . ."she stuttered, giving him a small smile.
"Who'd you think it was?" he chuckled. He walked toward Tsubame, who sat upright on the table. She propped herself on the table, using her arms for balance.
"I'm sorry. You just scared me that's all," she replied, looking at the floor. Mushu smiled and held out his hand to her. She faltered for a moment, not knowing if taking his hand was safe or not. After a few seconds, however, she took his hand and let Mushu pull her up.
"I'm . . . sorry if I scared you," he apologized. Tsubame nodded and accepted his apology. When Mushu ever once tried to catch her eye she would look away, which would puzzle him. "Tsubame? What's wrong?"
Tsubame shook her head and began to back up, only to realize that their hands were still intertwined.
"Nothings wrong. It's just earlier . . . when Kenji . . ." she began.
Mushu's eyes softened. "You think . . . I hit him. Don't you?"
Tsubame peered up to see ashamed eyes. She didn't mean to make him feel bad. He has yet to do anything wrong (or so SHE says) and felt awful for the horrible idea she gave him. "No! It's not that . . ."
"Then what is it?"
Tsubame began to fidget a little. "I was just worried about Kenji . . . that's all . . . I hope he's all right. She glanced back up only to come face to face with Mushu. His face was a whole lot closer than before and he had taken hold of her other hand as well. "Mushu . . ." she began but was cut off when she felt his lips brush against hers.
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MWUHAHAHAHA! Cliffhanger! HEHEHEHEHEHE! Tell me if your mad and I'll hurry up with the next chapter, alright?