If The Situations were Reversed
Chapter 2- a fatal encounter
By Misao's Angel
A woman of elegance, silently stepping along the path claimed by sakura, hair submitting to the wind's desire to move it, to watch it flow gracefully around her delicate features. Staring thoughtfully towards the city, the new home her 10 years of wandering has taken her. Holding the violet cloth of memories to her chest, protecting it with her life.
A handsome young man, around 17 years of age, stopping along the same path, the persistent thoughts of revenge monopolizing his actions. He was searching for an answer... Hoping to single-handedly defeat a legend. Searching for a woman of the descriptions, a white kimono held by a purple obi, a tanto, and the violet cloth she always held.
In the center of this path, the two meet.
She saw him as a hopeful child, innocent and free from the lies of this corrupt world. Someone she'd only taint if she neared.
He saw her as his enemy.
"Hitokiri Haku baikou!"
She stared in disbelief.
"For two months you have murdered at will. Now it ends!!"
"Oru?!"
"I didn't kill anyone." She said innocently in her defense. "I am just a rurouni new to this town."
"Don't pretend you're innocent! If your not her, than why are you carrying a tanto, when swords have banned?! This is the Meiji Era!"
"This?" She said with a smile. "I couldn't kill anyone with this. See for yourself."
She held out the tanto, hilt facing him, eyes daring him to free the dagger from its sheath.
He pulled it out, and noticed something strange about the blade.
"It's... It's backwards! A sakabatou!"
"Now do you understand? I couldn't cut anyone with this."
He stared at her, blushing at his mistake.
"So you really are just..."
She finished for him. "A rurouni."
At this moment, a loud, high-pitched, unpleasant whistle rung in their ears.
"SHOOT! A police whistle! I have to go..."
The young man sprinted off, leaving a confused rurouni as the only witness of his presence that night.
She sat up, and resheathed her tanto.
"Maybe I will stay here for a little longer than expected... there seems to be something interesting here."
To be continued
How did you like chapter two folks! I know it seems really close to the actual series, but don't worry, it'll be VERY different next chapter. If you are confused, then don't worry again, all will be explained soon enough. Well, PLEASE R&R!!!!! And thank you!
Chapter 2- a fatal encounter
By Misao's Angel
A woman of elegance, silently stepping along the path claimed by sakura, hair submitting to the wind's desire to move it, to watch it flow gracefully around her delicate features. Staring thoughtfully towards the city, the new home her 10 years of wandering has taken her. Holding the violet cloth of memories to her chest, protecting it with her life.
A handsome young man, around 17 years of age, stopping along the same path, the persistent thoughts of revenge monopolizing his actions. He was searching for an answer... Hoping to single-handedly defeat a legend. Searching for a woman of the descriptions, a white kimono held by a purple obi, a tanto, and the violet cloth she always held.
In the center of this path, the two meet.
She saw him as a hopeful child, innocent and free from the lies of this corrupt world. Someone she'd only taint if she neared.
He saw her as his enemy.
"Hitokiri Haku baikou!"
She stared in disbelief.
"For two months you have murdered at will. Now it ends!!"
"Oru?!"
"I didn't kill anyone." She said innocently in her defense. "I am just a rurouni new to this town."
"Don't pretend you're innocent! If your not her, than why are you carrying a tanto, when swords have banned?! This is the Meiji Era!"
"This?" She said with a smile. "I couldn't kill anyone with this. See for yourself."
She held out the tanto, hilt facing him, eyes daring him to free the dagger from its sheath.
He pulled it out, and noticed something strange about the blade.
"It's... It's backwards! A sakabatou!"
"Now do you understand? I couldn't cut anyone with this."
He stared at her, blushing at his mistake.
"So you really are just..."
She finished for him. "A rurouni."
At this moment, a loud, high-pitched, unpleasant whistle rung in their ears.
"SHOOT! A police whistle! I have to go..."
The young man sprinted off, leaving a confused rurouni as the only witness of his presence that night.
She sat up, and resheathed her tanto.
"Maybe I will stay here for a little longer than expected... there seems to be something interesting here."
To be continued
How did you like chapter two folks! I know it seems really close to the actual series, but don't worry, it'll be VERY different next chapter. If you are confused, then don't worry again, all will be explained soon enough. Well, PLEASE R&R!!!!! And thank you!