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dream that I did...
Ch.1: Requests
"Kenshin! Finish the laundry!" Kaoru ordered as she smacked him on the head.
"Oro!"
"The raving bear girl is at it again." Sano remarked, watching Kenshin walk towards the clotheslines rubbing his head.
"What did you say Sano?" Kaoru ran up to him glaring big-eyed.
"That Kenshin deserves better."
"What?!!! Why you good-for-nothing freeloader..."
"Well, it's not as if he said anything wrong." Yahiko quipped in.
"Oro..." Kenshin sweat-dropped as Kaoru chased Sano and Yahiko all over the dojo with her kendo stick.
"I don't know how you put up with them Battousai." Surprised, Kenshin whirled around, only to see a smirking Saitou leaning his hand against the entrance.
"Saitou, what a surprise. What brings you here?"
"Saitou?" Kaoru came to an abrupt stop.
"What ARE you doing here?" Sano glared.
"None of your concern rooster-head." Completely ignoring Sano's fuming red face, Saitou continued "I need a word with you."
"By all means." Kenshin motioned for him to come inside.
"I wonder what's going on." Kaoru murmured as the two men walked off in the opposite direction. Her face filled with worry and her thoughts wandered, so much so that she didn't notice Sano and Yahiko sneak past her and out the door. "Kenshin..."
* * *
"So why is it that you wish to talk to me?" Kenshin looked at Saitou inquisitively. Saitou continued to walk, acting as if he didn't heed him. Kenshin tried to sense his ki. Nothing seemed to be out of place, except for a sense of...what was it, uneasiness. Saitou nervous? Was that even possible? But then again, there was a hint of irritation also, which was after all, more like Saitou. Well, whatever it was, it was bothering Saitou—and bothering Saitou was not a smart thing to do.
"As you have noticed," Saitou suddenly started, "Japan has changed."
"Hai." Kenshin replied. "It is a new era."
"Yes, it is...but the changes I'm referring to don't necessary just refer to the transition to the Meiji Era...but rather to a different sort of influence."
Kenshin's eyes lit up. "You mean, foreign influence."
"As I walk through the streets I see more western garbs, houses being built with western designs, yes, and even weaponry...needless to say, I see that Japan is no longer Japan."
"Perhaps it's for the better." Kenshin reasoned.
Saitou merely shrugged. Then his amber eyes darkened. "An American ambassador is coming to Tokyo tomorrow."
"Tokyo? Why not Kyoto or..."
"Kyoto no longer holds its former glory. It is still prosperous, but no longer the center of attention."
"I see...so how are you involved in this?" Kenshin knew where this would eventually lead to, but decided to let Saitou go on for a while.
"I need to find out what the ambassador has in mind, and to stop him if necessary. But..."
"...it's a delicate situation. You cannot allow the man to corrupt Japan, yet you cannot deal with him too rashly, for a careless move can cause war—a war Japan can't afford." Kenshin finished for him.
"I need you to accompany me when I meet him tomorrow."
Kenshin had an amused look in his eyes. "Are you asking me for help Saitou?"
"No," he smirked, "I'm giving you an opportunity."
* * *
A young man walked silently through the woods. His crystal blue eyes glinted brightly as the sun's rays reflected off of them. His once clean and pressed blue gi had been worn out, marking him as a wanderer. However, one thing never changed—his ever-present smile.
Tenken no Soujiro. Yes, that would they think of him now? He had wandered from place to place, searching for the truth, which he had not yet found. But he still had a couple more years to go, and in all honestly, it hadn't been a bad life. That is, except for the fact that he hasn't eaten for days...
As if to reinforce his thoughts, his stomach grumbled. Soujiro looked through his belongings. Great, no money. Well, what did you expect, you're a rurouni remember? He mentally reminded himself. Looking at the road ahead of him, he contemplated his options. Tokyo was a days walk away, and surely he could manage to figure out something there. Well, that is, Tokyo wouldn't be as far away if he used his god-like speed...Soujiro shook his head. No, he needed to save his energy. Tokyo...he thought once more. Kenshin lived there, and of course the sadistic ex-Shinsengumi. Perhaps it was time that he paid them a visit.
* * *
Sano and Yahiko walked lazily as Sano whistled a random tune. "Ha! We managed to get away from ugly at last!" Yahiko shouted out of joy.
"Yup. It feels great. HA HA HA HA!" The two of them roared with laughter, causing people to slowly move away from them.
"So what do you want to do?"
"Let's go to the Akabeko and celebrate. I'm hungry."
"Sounds good to me."
They both dug through their pouches to see if they had any money. Nothing. Both sweat-dropped. "Why, you don't have any money do you?" They both said in unison. "No, of course I do." They continued on. "Ok, then what are you waiting for?" Neither of them moved.
Sano suddenly thought up an idea. "Whoever gets there first has to pay for everything, alright?"
"Fine by me." Yahiko replied. He could easily outrun Sano.
"All right then, one two three!"
Both ran as fast as they could. But just after a few seconds, they accidentally bumped into someone, causing them to fall flat-faced on the ground.
"Hey, watch it!" The person yelled at them.
"You watch it!" Yahiko yelled back while getting back on his feet. "Can't you see that..." Yahiko's voice trailed off as he looked at the person. "What are you doing here?"
Even Sano became surprised. It was the genki ninja girl Misao. Well, actually she didn't seem very genki right now. In fact, if he and Yahiko knew what was good for them, they would start running again, this time in the opposite direction. "Baka!" Misao screamed, drawing out her kunai. By this time everyone else had gone off the streets.
"So weasel girl, what are you doing in Tokyo? And where's that ice block of a okashira of yours?" Yahiko sneered, not quite realizing the danger he was in. To both Sano and Yahiko's surprise, Misao burst into tears.
"Come on Misao, let's go. We'll talk about it inside." Sano offered.
* * *
"So let me get this straight. You left for good?" Misao just nodded her head. Sano couldn't believe his ears. Certainly Misao had "run away" before, and had come to the Kamiya residence, but she had always gone back. But this time she had a determined look in her eyes. Shinomori was an idiot.
"He doesn't care about me!" Misao suddenly burst. "He never pays attention to me. The only thing he does is to criticize some fault in me." She started to mimic him, "Misao, don't run around so much. Misao act more like your age. Misao this Misao that..."
"Well, in a way he's right you know." Yahiko remarked bluntly.
Sano groaned. Yahiko wasn't helping. "So when did you get here?"
"Just today." Misao replied wiping away her tears.
"Do you have a place to stay?"
"No."
"Well then, why don't you stay with Kaoru?" Sano offered.
"Do you think they'll mind?" Misao asked timidly.
"I'm sure they won't."
* * *
"Is everyone else still sleeping?" Kenshin asked Kaoru. She nodded her head.
"Misao is still tired from her journey, Yahiko sleeps too much as usual, and Sano drank so much sake last night that I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't wake up till next week."
Kenshin chuckled at this. None of them ever changed much. Then looking at Kaoru, he smiled softly. "Kaoru-dono, do not worry about me. I can take care of myself. Besides, it's only a visit, and it's not as if I'm leaving."
"Ahem." They both turned around, seeing an irritated Saitou waiting. "She's acting as if you received a death sentence." He whispered, as he and Kenshin walked out the door. "She has become more sentimental lately. Unfortunately I haven't figured out what is bothering her." Saitou looked back and forth between Kaoru and Kenshin. Idiots.
* * *
By the time Saitou and Kenshin arrived at the embassy, the ambassador had already arrived, and was stepping out of the carriage. He seemed to be a mild sort of man, not the type that would cause any mischief. But then again, one never knew...
"Ah," he said, after spotting Saitou. "You must be the chief police of Tokyo."
"Fujita Goro, at your service." He said, with a small hint of disdain that he knew the man wouldn't catch.
"Ah yes," the ambassador smiled, "accept my apology. I'm sure you had more important matters to attend to." Saitou smiled back. Apparently the man wasn't as foolish as he thought. "And if you and the gentleman don't mind, could you step inside?" He continued, acknowledging Kenshin. Both nodded, and soon all three were lead into a well-furbished room. "Could you leave us for a moment?" The ambassador requested to the steward. With a nod, he disappeared, closing the door after him. After being certain that he would not be overheard by anyone else, the ambassador started, addressing Saitou, "To tell you the truth, I had not specifically asked you to come for my sake."
Now this was interesting. If not for him, then for whom? The man's logic wasn't flawed, for after all there were more police and guards in this house than necessary, and he had proved himself beforehand that he had some intelligence within him. But then again, the pieces didn't seem to fit in, and if anything, he was tricking them...
As if to read Saitou's thoughts, the ambassador motioned towards the door. "I would like you to meet my sister, Catherine..."
* * *
Misao hummed as she watched Kaoru teach Yahiko. It was obvious that Kaoru was loosing patience with him, and of course, the other way around as well. In fact, they were just about to burst...now.
"Yahiko, stop fooling around and concentrate!"
"I am concentrating! What would you know ugly!"
"Why you..."
Misao decided that this was the perfect time to take a walk.
She wandered around the dojo a couple of times, thinking about this and that, in fact, trying to think about anything other than...Suddenly, she heard someone approach the door. "Himura, is that you?" She ran to the door, expected to see the red-headed man with his goofy grin... "It's...it's you!" Immediately she took her battle stance.
"What's with all the shouting that's going on?" Both Yahiko and Kaoru popped their heads out the door.
"It's...it's Soujiro..."
* * *
A woman stepped inside the room. Both Kenshin and Saitou stared. "His...sister?" There was no way that she was his sister. She had raven silk hair that hung loosely by her waist, milky smooth skin, and twinkling chocolate eyes that were the representation of autumn itself. But besides all of this, one thing blatantly pointed out that what the ambassador claimed was impossible. She wore a western attire sure enough, but she was not a foreigner.
Seeing the men's incredulous looks, the ambassador chuckled. "Yes, she is my sister, although not blood-related. Which, I'm sure you gentleman noticed."
"So what is it that you have in mind?" Saitou asked, his suspicions increasing.
"Well you see, Catherine had lived in Japan..."
"And I decided to return." She started off with her mellifluous voice with not a hint of an accent.
"Yes, and as she tells me, and by what I could conjecture, she is probably in more danger than I am." Saitou contemplated the situation for a minute. Why is she in danger? There must be more to this, and he was going to find out. "...so she needs to be protected, and of course, she needs to be out of the embassy." Noticing the men's confused looks, he attempted to explain, this time with an even lower voice. "I know I'm being watched, yes, and by my own men too. I don't trust any of them."
"Then why are you trusting us?" Saitou asked cynically.
"Just a guess." He smiled. "Besides, I get a feeling that whatever she is up to has something to do with Japan, and I'm sure you're interested. So will you be of assistance?" Saitou reviewed his options for a minute. The ambassador was being watched already. He was a trapped mouse. His "sister" on the other hand...
"I'll accept your offer."
"Good. Catherine, are you ready to go?"
"Yes," she smiled warmly. "Don't get into trouble while I'm gone." With that, she exited the room, followed by Saitou and Kenshin. As soon as they went on the streets, Kenshin started a conversation with her.
"Cat...Catherine..." Kenshin stammered slightly. He groaned to himself. Great, that went well...
"Oh, you don't have to call me that. I know the name is foreign to your tongue. Call me by my Japanese name, Sonami." She offered gently.
"Pardon me asking, but just how old are you?"
"Twenty-one." Kenshin's eye widened. She may be twenty-one, but she only looked about eighteen. That also reminded him of someone else...
"Good Battousai, be friendly to her." Saitou thought to himself. "We need to earn her trust, and then we'll know everything." Saitou wasn't stupid enough to believe every word he heard so far. Sure, the story was believable, up to a certain point, but there were a lot of holes in between. He had to fill in those holes.
* * *
Sano woke up with a huge headache. He honestly didn't think that he deserved such a bad one as this however. All he drank were two bottles, or maybe three...four... Then he realized that the mood was, too tense. He opened the door. "Hey Kaoru what's going on..." His headache miraculously went away, and his eyes opened wide. Misao, Kaoru, and Yahiko were attacking a man, that man being Soujiro Seta.
"No, seriously miss..." Soujiro tried to explain while dodging their attacks, "I mean no harm. I just came to..."
"To do what?" Kaoru snapped. "To hurt Kenshin? Do you think we will let you do that?"
"Hey you three, stop!" Sano shouted.
"What is going on in here?" All faces turned to the three figures at the door. Kenshin, Saitou, and who???
* * *
Yay! My first chapter is finished! Yea yea, I know it's not perfect. Misao is a bit too whiny, Kaoru is too melodramatic, Sano is a bit too sympathetic, and Saitou needs to be more cynical and cold. Oh, and I also noticed that the chapter isn't uploading too well, ugh, whatever, it's not working! The format is messed up! Well, what did you expect...it was my pathetic attempt at fanfiction. But I hope you enjoyed it! =)
A sample of next chapter:
"She's pretty."
"Yea, five times prettier than all the other girls combined."
"Well, obviously the others aren't even competition."
"What did you all say?!!"
Hee...hee...who said which quote? =)
Ok, please review...pretty please! =)
Ch.1: Requests
"Kenshin! Finish the laundry!" Kaoru ordered as she smacked him on the head.
"Oro!"
"The raving bear girl is at it again." Sano remarked, watching Kenshin walk towards the clotheslines rubbing his head.
"What did you say Sano?" Kaoru ran up to him glaring big-eyed.
"That Kenshin deserves better."
"What?!!! Why you good-for-nothing freeloader..."
"Well, it's not as if he said anything wrong." Yahiko quipped in.
"Oro..." Kenshin sweat-dropped as Kaoru chased Sano and Yahiko all over the dojo with her kendo stick.
"I don't know how you put up with them Battousai." Surprised, Kenshin whirled around, only to see a smirking Saitou leaning his hand against the entrance.
"Saitou, what a surprise. What brings you here?"
"Saitou?" Kaoru came to an abrupt stop.
"What ARE you doing here?" Sano glared.
"None of your concern rooster-head." Completely ignoring Sano's fuming red face, Saitou continued "I need a word with you."
"By all means." Kenshin motioned for him to come inside.
"I wonder what's going on." Kaoru murmured as the two men walked off in the opposite direction. Her face filled with worry and her thoughts wandered, so much so that she didn't notice Sano and Yahiko sneak past her and out the door. "Kenshin..."
* * *
"So why is it that you wish to talk to me?" Kenshin looked at Saitou inquisitively. Saitou continued to walk, acting as if he didn't heed him. Kenshin tried to sense his ki. Nothing seemed to be out of place, except for a sense of...what was it, uneasiness. Saitou nervous? Was that even possible? But then again, there was a hint of irritation also, which was after all, more like Saitou. Well, whatever it was, it was bothering Saitou—and bothering Saitou was not a smart thing to do.
"As you have noticed," Saitou suddenly started, "Japan has changed."
"Hai." Kenshin replied. "It is a new era."
"Yes, it is...but the changes I'm referring to don't necessary just refer to the transition to the Meiji Era...but rather to a different sort of influence."
Kenshin's eyes lit up. "You mean, foreign influence."
"As I walk through the streets I see more western garbs, houses being built with western designs, yes, and even weaponry...needless to say, I see that Japan is no longer Japan."
"Perhaps it's for the better." Kenshin reasoned.
Saitou merely shrugged. Then his amber eyes darkened. "An American ambassador is coming to Tokyo tomorrow."
"Tokyo? Why not Kyoto or..."
"Kyoto no longer holds its former glory. It is still prosperous, but no longer the center of attention."
"I see...so how are you involved in this?" Kenshin knew where this would eventually lead to, but decided to let Saitou go on for a while.
"I need to find out what the ambassador has in mind, and to stop him if necessary. But..."
"...it's a delicate situation. You cannot allow the man to corrupt Japan, yet you cannot deal with him too rashly, for a careless move can cause war—a war Japan can't afford." Kenshin finished for him.
"I need you to accompany me when I meet him tomorrow."
Kenshin had an amused look in his eyes. "Are you asking me for help Saitou?"
"No," he smirked, "I'm giving you an opportunity."
* * *
A young man walked silently through the woods. His crystal blue eyes glinted brightly as the sun's rays reflected off of them. His once clean and pressed blue gi had been worn out, marking him as a wanderer. However, one thing never changed—his ever-present smile.
Tenken no Soujiro. Yes, that would they think of him now? He had wandered from place to place, searching for the truth, which he had not yet found. But he still had a couple more years to go, and in all honestly, it hadn't been a bad life. That is, except for the fact that he hasn't eaten for days...
As if to reinforce his thoughts, his stomach grumbled. Soujiro looked through his belongings. Great, no money. Well, what did you expect, you're a rurouni remember? He mentally reminded himself. Looking at the road ahead of him, he contemplated his options. Tokyo was a days walk away, and surely he could manage to figure out something there. Well, that is, Tokyo wouldn't be as far away if he used his god-like speed...Soujiro shook his head. No, he needed to save his energy. Tokyo...he thought once more. Kenshin lived there, and of course the sadistic ex-Shinsengumi. Perhaps it was time that he paid them a visit.
* * *
Sano and Yahiko walked lazily as Sano whistled a random tune. "Ha! We managed to get away from ugly at last!" Yahiko shouted out of joy.
"Yup. It feels great. HA HA HA HA!" The two of them roared with laughter, causing people to slowly move away from them.
"So what do you want to do?"
"Let's go to the Akabeko and celebrate. I'm hungry."
"Sounds good to me."
They both dug through their pouches to see if they had any money. Nothing. Both sweat-dropped. "Why, you don't have any money do you?" They both said in unison. "No, of course I do." They continued on. "Ok, then what are you waiting for?" Neither of them moved.
Sano suddenly thought up an idea. "Whoever gets there first has to pay for everything, alright?"
"Fine by me." Yahiko replied. He could easily outrun Sano.
"All right then, one two three!"
Both ran as fast as they could. But just after a few seconds, they accidentally bumped into someone, causing them to fall flat-faced on the ground.
"Hey, watch it!" The person yelled at them.
"You watch it!" Yahiko yelled back while getting back on his feet. "Can't you see that..." Yahiko's voice trailed off as he looked at the person. "What are you doing here?"
Even Sano became surprised. It was the genki ninja girl Misao. Well, actually she didn't seem very genki right now. In fact, if he and Yahiko knew what was good for them, they would start running again, this time in the opposite direction. "Baka!" Misao screamed, drawing out her kunai. By this time everyone else had gone off the streets.
"So weasel girl, what are you doing in Tokyo? And where's that ice block of a okashira of yours?" Yahiko sneered, not quite realizing the danger he was in. To both Sano and Yahiko's surprise, Misao burst into tears.
"Come on Misao, let's go. We'll talk about it inside." Sano offered.
* * *
"So let me get this straight. You left for good?" Misao just nodded her head. Sano couldn't believe his ears. Certainly Misao had "run away" before, and had come to the Kamiya residence, but she had always gone back. But this time she had a determined look in her eyes. Shinomori was an idiot.
"He doesn't care about me!" Misao suddenly burst. "He never pays attention to me. The only thing he does is to criticize some fault in me." She started to mimic him, "Misao, don't run around so much. Misao act more like your age. Misao this Misao that..."
"Well, in a way he's right you know." Yahiko remarked bluntly.
Sano groaned. Yahiko wasn't helping. "So when did you get here?"
"Just today." Misao replied wiping away her tears.
"Do you have a place to stay?"
"No."
"Well then, why don't you stay with Kaoru?" Sano offered.
"Do you think they'll mind?" Misao asked timidly.
"I'm sure they won't."
* * *
"Is everyone else still sleeping?" Kenshin asked Kaoru. She nodded her head.
"Misao is still tired from her journey, Yahiko sleeps too much as usual, and Sano drank so much sake last night that I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't wake up till next week."
Kenshin chuckled at this. None of them ever changed much. Then looking at Kaoru, he smiled softly. "Kaoru-dono, do not worry about me. I can take care of myself. Besides, it's only a visit, and it's not as if I'm leaving."
"Ahem." They both turned around, seeing an irritated Saitou waiting. "She's acting as if you received a death sentence." He whispered, as he and Kenshin walked out the door. "She has become more sentimental lately. Unfortunately I haven't figured out what is bothering her." Saitou looked back and forth between Kaoru and Kenshin. Idiots.
* * *
By the time Saitou and Kenshin arrived at the embassy, the ambassador had already arrived, and was stepping out of the carriage. He seemed to be a mild sort of man, not the type that would cause any mischief. But then again, one never knew...
"Ah," he said, after spotting Saitou. "You must be the chief police of Tokyo."
"Fujita Goro, at your service." He said, with a small hint of disdain that he knew the man wouldn't catch.
"Ah yes," the ambassador smiled, "accept my apology. I'm sure you had more important matters to attend to." Saitou smiled back. Apparently the man wasn't as foolish as he thought. "And if you and the gentleman don't mind, could you step inside?" He continued, acknowledging Kenshin. Both nodded, and soon all three were lead into a well-furbished room. "Could you leave us for a moment?" The ambassador requested to the steward. With a nod, he disappeared, closing the door after him. After being certain that he would not be overheard by anyone else, the ambassador started, addressing Saitou, "To tell you the truth, I had not specifically asked you to come for my sake."
Now this was interesting. If not for him, then for whom? The man's logic wasn't flawed, for after all there were more police and guards in this house than necessary, and he had proved himself beforehand that he had some intelligence within him. But then again, the pieces didn't seem to fit in, and if anything, he was tricking them...
As if to read Saitou's thoughts, the ambassador motioned towards the door. "I would like you to meet my sister, Catherine..."
* * *
Misao hummed as she watched Kaoru teach Yahiko. It was obvious that Kaoru was loosing patience with him, and of course, the other way around as well. In fact, they were just about to burst...now.
"Yahiko, stop fooling around and concentrate!"
"I am concentrating! What would you know ugly!"
"Why you..."
Misao decided that this was the perfect time to take a walk.
She wandered around the dojo a couple of times, thinking about this and that, in fact, trying to think about anything other than...Suddenly, she heard someone approach the door. "Himura, is that you?" She ran to the door, expected to see the red-headed man with his goofy grin... "It's...it's you!" Immediately she took her battle stance.
"What's with all the shouting that's going on?" Both Yahiko and Kaoru popped their heads out the door.
"It's...it's Soujiro..."
* * *
A woman stepped inside the room. Both Kenshin and Saitou stared. "His...sister?" There was no way that she was his sister. She had raven silk hair that hung loosely by her waist, milky smooth skin, and twinkling chocolate eyes that were the representation of autumn itself. But besides all of this, one thing blatantly pointed out that what the ambassador claimed was impossible. She wore a western attire sure enough, but she was not a foreigner.
Seeing the men's incredulous looks, the ambassador chuckled. "Yes, she is my sister, although not blood-related. Which, I'm sure you gentleman noticed."
"So what is it that you have in mind?" Saitou asked, his suspicions increasing.
"Well you see, Catherine had lived in Japan..."
"And I decided to return." She started off with her mellifluous voice with not a hint of an accent.
"Yes, and as she tells me, and by what I could conjecture, she is probably in more danger than I am." Saitou contemplated the situation for a minute. Why is she in danger? There must be more to this, and he was going to find out. "...so she needs to be protected, and of course, she needs to be out of the embassy." Noticing the men's confused looks, he attempted to explain, this time with an even lower voice. "I know I'm being watched, yes, and by my own men too. I don't trust any of them."
"Then why are you trusting us?" Saitou asked cynically.
"Just a guess." He smiled. "Besides, I get a feeling that whatever she is up to has something to do with Japan, and I'm sure you're interested. So will you be of assistance?" Saitou reviewed his options for a minute. The ambassador was being watched already. He was a trapped mouse. His "sister" on the other hand...
"I'll accept your offer."
"Good. Catherine, are you ready to go?"
"Yes," she smiled warmly. "Don't get into trouble while I'm gone." With that, she exited the room, followed by Saitou and Kenshin. As soon as they went on the streets, Kenshin started a conversation with her.
"Cat...Catherine..." Kenshin stammered slightly. He groaned to himself. Great, that went well...
"Oh, you don't have to call me that. I know the name is foreign to your tongue. Call me by my Japanese name, Sonami." She offered gently.
"Pardon me asking, but just how old are you?"
"Twenty-one." Kenshin's eye widened. She may be twenty-one, but she only looked about eighteen. That also reminded him of someone else...
"Good Battousai, be friendly to her." Saitou thought to himself. "We need to earn her trust, and then we'll know everything." Saitou wasn't stupid enough to believe every word he heard so far. Sure, the story was believable, up to a certain point, but there were a lot of holes in between. He had to fill in those holes.
* * *
Sano woke up with a huge headache. He honestly didn't think that he deserved such a bad one as this however. All he drank were two bottles, or maybe three...four... Then he realized that the mood was, too tense. He opened the door. "Hey Kaoru what's going on..." His headache miraculously went away, and his eyes opened wide. Misao, Kaoru, and Yahiko were attacking a man, that man being Soujiro Seta.
"No, seriously miss..." Soujiro tried to explain while dodging their attacks, "I mean no harm. I just came to..."
"To do what?" Kaoru snapped. "To hurt Kenshin? Do you think we will let you do that?"
"Hey you three, stop!" Sano shouted.
"What is going on in here?" All faces turned to the three figures at the door. Kenshin, Saitou, and who???
* * *
Yay! My first chapter is finished! Yea yea, I know it's not perfect. Misao is a bit too whiny, Kaoru is too melodramatic, Sano is a bit too sympathetic, and Saitou needs to be more cynical and cold. Oh, and I also noticed that the chapter isn't uploading too well, ugh, whatever, it's not working! The format is messed up! Well, what did you expect...it was my pathetic attempt at fanfiction. But I hope you enjoyed it! =)
A sample of next chapter:
"She's pretty."
"Yea, five times prettier than all the other girls combined."
"Well, obviously the others aren't even competition."
"What did you all say?!!"
Hee...hee...who said which quote? =)
Ok, please review...pretty please! =)