The Fight.

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Shishihou let out an evil laugh. "We have an over sympathy obsessed Ninja, a wounded Samurai, and a scrawny, bloody knuckled, fighter for hire. This is priceless."

A kind ninja: 35$

A wounded manslayer: 45$

A tall fighter: 30$

...Watching them all fight against a burned assassin who wants to control the earth...: Priceless...

"Shishihou..!" Kenshin said while leaning against Sano's shoulder one arm around him, one eye closed.

"Better stop now Himura." Shishihou said with a smirk.

Kenshin stopped leaning against Sano and began to walk towards Shishihou, "Let our battle begin.."

"Very well." Shishihou closed his eyes and stood still.

"Well..." Kenshin said as Shishihou opened his eyes again. "I was thinking about how foolish you will look when I slaughter you, the thought of your blood on the ground is invigorating."

Kenshin retorted. "Just fight me.." He hunched over and held tightly onto his still misplaced ribs.

Shishihou came running at Kenshin, aiming for the one place he didn't want him to, the chest. "Its over!" Shishihou yelled as his fist connected with the younger fighter's chest. Kenshin let out a mad man's cry. Kenshin landed on his back, his scar beginning to bleed. Himura felt horrible, not only was he in excruciating pain, but he also just let Shishihou waltz right in and hit him while he stood their and did nothing!

Shishihou smirked an evil smirk.

"Kenshin!" Sano said running at his side only to be held back by the blade of a sword. "Sano... Get back..." A pair of golden yellow eyes met Sano's chocolate eyes. Kenshin's voice was hoarse from the blow. Sano stepped back petrified. "What's wrong?" Aoshi asked worried.

"Battousai..." was the only thing that left Sano's mouth.

Kenshin stood up, hunched over and his sword held firmly in his callused hands, locks of crimson hair covering the eyes of a manslayer. "It's not over.. It will never be over..." Kenshin said before finally looking up.

Golden gleaming eyes met the ruby eyes of Shishihou. Kenshin lifted his sword and in a flash of light, held it under Shishihou's neck.

Shishihou coughed slightly then smirked, thrusting his sword into the back of Kenshin. Kenshin's yellow eyes widened as his body dissipated into thousands of crimson leaves.

"You should be careful." Kenshin said in a deepened voice behind Shishihou.

"No..!?" Shishihou said stunned. "W..What was that?"

"Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu, Shakaku E-zutch." A smirk quirked round Kenshin's lips.

"Ah... I see..." Shishihou said sheathing his sword. "The demon angel mirage. Very good, but is it good enough?" Without a moments notice, Shishihou had gotten the jump on Kenshin, grazing his neck with the blade.

Kenshin jumped into the air, avoiding it and coming back down hard onto Shishihou's shoulder with a war yell. Shishihou then vanished and appeared above Kenshin. "To slow!" He said, executing the sheath of his sword into the side of Kenshin. Kenshin then grabbed the sheath, with all of his power, he shattered the sheath.

Both Kenshin and Shishihou, came tumbling to the ground.

Both of them breathed heavily, Shishihou was the first to stand. "So.. Get up Battousai." He said. Looking down at the tired and beaten manslayer he spoke. "I've seen this same image before..." Kenshin closed his eyes tighter and stood, griping his sword. "Alright.."

Once again they charged at each other, jumping up for another in flight battle.

Kenshin grabbed Shishihou's foot and pulled him down, thrusting his blade up to connect with Shishihou's leg. Through the corner of his eye be caught a glimpse of a rope, dangling from the side of a building. Shishihou quickly changed position and launched himself to the side of the building, hitting hard against the concrete.

Kenshin soon felt the painful kick in the head from Shishihou, which made him lose his grip. And fall to the ground.

He landed sharply on his back.

Sano and Aoshi ran over, kneeling down to the wounded man below him. "Shi..shi..hou..." Sano said enraged. Standing up, Aoshi's eyes glowed with a fire. Kenshin opened his eyes. "S..Sano...? What? Where am I? Why are we dressed like this?"

Sano tilted his head. "Wha? What are you talking about Kenshin?"

"He's gone back to the teenager he once was.." Aoshi said, without breaking his eye contact with Shishihou.

"Oh... how do we get him back--"

"We don't."

"Shit..."

Shishihou smirked. "Well.. Guess you've lost your precious Battousai, come on. I'll take you both on.."

"No, Shishihou....... Y...you.... Win...."

Aoshi said with a pained voice.

"What!? We can't let him win!"

"Face it Sanosuke. You and I together can't beat him... Kenshin is out... we lost..." Aoshi stated soberly.

"But, we could at least try--"

"No!" Aoshi grabbed Sano's shoulders. "We lost.. Now I think it's time to let the owners of the body return... Sano, I will make a new plan.. And we will beat Shishihou... for good..."

With that cryptic comment Sano and Aoshi closed their eyes, fell backwards... And there was no sound, but their heart beats and Shishihou's maniac laughter...

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Well, that's the end of the first season! I'm gunna finish this off with an ending page or two... maybe more. And start on the new season! Catch ya later, in the Restoration!

Review: Well, it seems things are back to normal...Kenshin and Sano are back to normal. They meet up with an older male named Saitou. There's a lot of mystery behind this guy. Maybe he has to do with Aoshi. Oh yeah, where did Aoshi go? He said he had some business to take care of. I think he lied.

Stay tuned!