Always the Letter
by Uenki
Chapter Eleven – You know, little things about here
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Kenshin gave a smile, a small, gentle smile. Shidori remained on his lap, giggling onto the violet butterfly that flew by his sight. "Thank you, Tokio-san." he said sincerely, a tired expression flushed across his face. Tokio laughed, for the fact that she had ushered Satiou out long ago, to stop him from "killing" Battousai - Kenshin and happy for the fact that Shidori had felt someone he could get along to.
"You're too polite, Kenshin-san," she waved her hands in a "goodbye" motion, blushing, "by the way, what brings you here to Nemia?" she questioned, with a gentle touch of curiosity.
"Ah... Gomen, Tokio-san, sessha does not mean to be an intruder to your life." he said apologetically, keeping his eyes under his bangs, head bowed low. Tokio felt the tension going thicker and thicker, before correcting herself, "I... I don't mean that, Kenshin-san! I am trying to ask, what brings you here to Nemia," her voice went lower, "isn't shadowed assassin supposed to be in Kyoto?"
Kenshin gave a relieved look, before replying, "Sessha is not an assassin anymore, Tokio-san." while Tokio face went as white as sheet, and Shidori giggled at his mother's expression. "Nini!" he pointed to his mother and laughed, and tugged Kenshin gi, "Mama!" he cried, and Kenshin eyes went as wide as saucepans.
"Ah!" Tokio exclaimed, "Sorry! But Shidori doesn't really mean that you're his mother... 'Nini' is how he called me as a mother, and I can't possibly figured out where he picked up that phrase from!" she gave a soft chuckle when she took a glance at Kenshin's expression.
"Oh..." Kenshin laughed as well, "to your question about why I had been here to Nemia, I am here because of her, Tokio-san." he gave a small sigh, feeling the demon within him to be struggling to break free.
"You're still so soft-hearted as ever, Rurouni." Battousai spat.
"Sessha admit he is, Battousai." Rurouni retorted.
"Why bother wasting your time here while you still have time to look for Kaoru?" he gave Shinta a glare.
Kenshin the Rurouni, felt tongue tied... "Her? Who was it?" Tokio enquired, feeling more and more interested, while Shidori was poking the snail with a tree branch. Kenshin was pulled out from the mind's war to Tokio's question.
"She... she is a wonderful woman, Tokio-san." Kenshin gave a bright smile at the mention on her, and Battousai was itching to smile too, but he kept it back.
"Just how is she? What was her name?" Tokio asked, crossing her legs, and folded her arms.
"She... she is Kamiya Kaoru... She is beautiful, though naive, but beautiful... Once, I wanted to give up being an assassin, this 'occupation' tires me so much, I could even lost myself, Tokio-san..." he spoke on the edge of insanity, while Tokio looked concerned.
"I.. created a barrier between the reality to myself... Battousai was formed, Tokio-san. I almost lost myself, it seems to be falling into an abyss... But her words... she made me here, I knew that I did not lost myself, for she was always there, waiting for me... Tokio-san," he looked down at his hands, and was surprised to see that there was no blood at all, "gomen, sessha didn't mean to trouble you by throwing all my thoughts."
Tokio gave a weak smile after giving a short-history about the Hitkori Battousai. "Why aren't you with her now?"
"I... I lost her," violet turned into a deep hue of blue, "Her mother and father threw her out of the house, Tokio-san." his voice became hardened, his eyes narrowed with hatred.
Shidori ran to his 'Nini' and Kenshin stood up from the bench. "Eh, Kenshin-san?"
Kenshin gave a small bow. "Thank you for your hospitably, Tokio-san... I appreciated it greatly." With that word, he vanished, though all Tokio have seen was a blur shade of red. Shidori eyes widened for a moment, and his words became a whisper, "Mama..." he wailed.
Tokio gave a small smile, "I know that too, for I had my dream to pursue. To keep dreaming on, free of worries... To pursue your dream is the greatest thing that one can do, Kenshin-san."
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Long Author's note, please read if you really do have the time.
Starters, I have to really dedicate this particular chappie to Terry, who gave me the last sentence, "To pursue your dream." He told me that one can only dream when you're young...
This is how we chat in msn.
I told him that I really got no life, always typing out and finding story inspirations... This is what I actually told him in msn.
"But if I have put so much effort in something, yet it wasn't paid off... To think that I had been sitting here and looking for inspirations while others had been having fun... if the something that I am doing doesn't paid off actually... It is a waste of effort isn't it?"
He told me that he have got the same life actually. For your info, he do not write, but he does web designing... and a superb one too! Yes, for your information again, I also do web designing. =D
He told me this thing that really touched me, yer know?
this is how you should spend your early years actually.
while everyone's doing the 'normal' stuff,
you're doing something that actually is worth putting in time too!
usually when we are younger, we are more bold and enterprising
more willing to dream
so we'll be more likely to do things
that others will see as stupid or worthless
you know who Willy Wonka is?
"We are the music makers, and the dreamers of dreams" -Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
when we grow up our lives become too complex and sophisticated for dreams
so, now,
at your age,
free of worries and responsibilities
is best to go chase your passion or your hobby
don't waste it on going to parties and hanging out
and what I like best of what you do
is that it is an intellectual skill
worth pursuing...
Those words in bold is actually what he have said, and because of that, I wanted to tell you... He is great... Though you guys may not know me much, I really do appreciate all these little things that one could said to me, it made me emotional, guys.
Secondly, I have read Indulged again, I thought that the writing sucks, so I am going to rewrite it again.
Sincerly, Uenki.
P.S Thanks to all reviewees!