Kenshin Meets Magenta
We meet up with our favorite little group of crime fighting kick-butt super heroes, at the dojo, calmly eating breakfast. Er- let me rephrase that: We meet up with goof troop at the dojo, bickering over the last piece of tofu, throwing each other looks of complete revulsion that, if looks could kill, would cause our favorite little ten year old to be rolling around in his grave, screaming out, "Kaoru! Spare me from your wrath!".
"I want the tofu!".
"I cooked it, so I should get it!".
"Your cooking is worse than a baboon's backside!".
"YOU TAKE THAT BACK YAHIKO!".
"NO UGLY!".
Whilst they're still suffocating each other and tugging relentlessly on each other's hair, we'll leave this oh-so-peaceful couple and will trot along to see what our official bum is doing, shall we?
Sanoske leaned back against the wooden frame, a piece of hay lingering in his mouth. He sighed. This was the life. Calmly, he picked up a bottle of sake he snagged and took two sips, belching loudly. So loudly, infact, so loud that it actually -GASP- made our fighting couple ACTUALLY STOP FIGHTING!
"EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!", Yahiko cried.
"Yahiko!", Kaoru hissed, "it's rude to say eww!".
Kaoru abruptly yelled, "GROOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!".
"See, that way it's more polite!", Kaoru said sweetly.
Now, we will leave this oh-so-polite posse and will head on to the next member of our group, Kenshin Himura.
Kenshin hummed softly while anxiously rubbing the cloth against the water, merrily looking to his fellow buddies who now resumed to their normal bickering. The bubbles were very calming, indeed. One needed such first class soothing if they were dreading Kaoru's pan attacks, which Kenshin incidentally often had to face.
His humming was now turning into joyful singing, which immediately got the attention of our buddy which we affectionately dub 'lazy bum'.
"Hey, what's Kenshin singing over there?", he asked, sparing a glance to the laundry washing man.
"It sounds like a marching song", Yahiko said.
Kenshin's soft singing was getting louder by the second.
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!
And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!
Tofu packages, laundry whites!
V. I. C. T. O. R. Y.!!!!!".
"Hey, that's a catchy tune!", Sano laughed.
"Well ,what are you waiting for, let's sing!", Kaoru cried.
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!", Kenshin yelled.
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!", Kaoru, Sano, and Yahiko repeated.
"And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!".
"And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!", Kaoru squealed.
"Tofu package, laundry whites!".
"Tofu packages, laundry whites!", Sano yelled in deep sopranos.
"V! I! C! T! O! R! Y!".
"V! I! C! T! O! R! Y!", Yahiko cheered, while pulling out some pompoms and doing a series of cartwheels.
Megumi walked into the dojo, with Misao, Okina, Aiji, Aoshi, Seitoh, Ayame, Suzume, and Dr. Gensai (sp?).
"My my", she said. "What's going on here!".
Yahiko bundled on to them, bobbing on his feet with glee. "Join the fun!", he squealed in a preppy, cheer-leader, girlish voice. "And a one, two, and one two three four!".
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!
And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!
Tofu packages, laundry whites!
V. I. C. T. O. R. Y.!!!".
Soon, everybody was merrily singing and jingling on with the tune. Yes, even Aoshi.
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The next day followed the same schedule, and when the tofu had finally been snagged by the cat and Kaoru threw away Sano's half empty bottle of sake, and all fighting possibilities ran away, Kaoru walked up to Kenshin and handed him a magenta kimono.
"Kenshin, can you wash this please, Sano spilled sake all over it yesterday".
"Why of course, Miss Kaoru", he smiled, and took the kimono, scrubbing it gently.
Kaoru walked way to continue teaching Yahiko.
'Magenta', Kenshin thought, absent mindedly washing the soft kimono. 'What a cheerful color, ne? So bright, so confident, so motivating, so exquisite, so trendy...'.
*Five minutes later*
'Magenta....magenta....such a nice name, too. It's not such a bright pink, like my gi, yet not as dark as purple. What a wondrous color. Hmm, perhaps sessha should get a new gi'.
*Ten minutes later*
"Magenta, magenta, magenta magenta magenta. MAGENTA!", Kenshin sang. And yes, he was still washing the kimono. He was scrubbing it so hard, in fact, that he burned a hole through it! GASP!
Kaoru walked to Kenshin, looking down at him cheerfully. "Are you done with washing my kimono, Kenshin? Kenshin? What are you singing? Why's there a hole in that cloth? Wait- is that my kimono?!".
"Magenta, magenta, MAGENTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!".
"KENSHIN! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO MY FAVORITE KIMONO?!?!?!?!?!".
"Magenta!!!".
"Shutup! I don't give a care about magenta!".
Kenshin gasped. "How. Could. YOU?! Do you dare to insult MAGENTA?!".
"Yes. I do!".
And she took out her bokken and began repeatedly whacking Kenshin on the head, yelling her head off about him ruining her kimono.
*Ten minutes later*
The clerk looked at Kenshin suspiciously. "How exactly did this come to be?", he asked, holding up a magenta kimono with a large hole in it.
Kenshin sighed, and began explaining the whole story.
*Two hours later*
"And then she yelled at me, and said if I didn't get this fixed soon, she wouldn't give me any more dirty laundry to wash! Are you listening? Clerk? ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!".
The clerk, who was sleeping, now letting out a tiny stream of drool woke up with a start. "Oh, very nice story. Well, anyways-".
"Women! She never appreciates all I do for her! I mean, what does a guy have to do to make a woman happy!-".
"That's all very nice, Mr. Himura, but I think you and your wife should settle the matter together".
"I mean, I buy tofu for her, I wash laundry for her- oro?".
"Talk to her", the clerk said calmly. "Explain to her that you're sorry. Say you are grateful for everything she does for you".
"Oro? Are you a marriage psychologist or something?".
"I don't want to hear that word", the clerk said calmly.
*Three hours later*
"Do you understand, Mr. Himura?".
Kenshin sniffed, and said dejectedly, "Yes".
"Good. Now go home and tell Mrs. Himura I give her my best".
"Yes", Kenshin bowed, and walked out into the darkness.
Walking to the dojo, Kenshin thought over his words. Then he wrinkled his nose. "Wait. I'm not married".
"Ah well", he shrugged, and continued walking to the dojo, humming the marching tune again.
Walking inside, he squealed when Kaoru began crying and fell into his arms.
"Kenshin! Where were you?! I thought you got hurt or something! Why'd you take so long?! Oh my gosh, I was so worried, what if the last thing I told you was to not come back?! Oh, Kenshin!".
Kenshin patted her back awkwardly. "Now, Miss Kaoru, you know I can take care of myself perfectly fine, there's no need to be worried!".
Kaoru sniffed. "Really?", she asked.
"Yes", Kenshin said calmly.
Kaoru immediately stopped crying. "Okay!", she said cheerfully.
Kenshin smiled.
"Okay, young man, so where's my kimono?!".
He sweatdropped.
She pulled the magenta kimono out of his hands, and inspected the hole. Her face scrunched up. Kenshin swallowed, ready for the impact.
"KENSHIN!!!!!!! I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME HOME TILL YOU GOT THIS FIXED!", she roared.
"B-but Miss Kaoru-", he sputtered.
"Now don't you but Miss Kaoru me! I strictly *told* you to get this kimono fixed! Gosh! No one ever listens to me anymore!".
"Uh- but Miss Kaoru! I appreciate you!", he said quickly, thinking back to what the clerk said.
Kaoru sniffed. "You do?", she asked, trembling.
"Yes", Kenshin cried, nodding feverently. "And- and, I'm really sorry for making a hole in your kimono- but- but- IT WASN'T MY FAULT!", he wailed, falling to his knees, sobbing loudly.
"There, there", Kaoru said sympathetically, patting his back. "Why don't you tell me the whole story?".
*Two hours later. Again.*.
Kenshin sniffed sadly, and looked up at Miss Kaoru, who was holding him like a baby. "Miss Kaoru, why can't I have magenta eyes?".
"Aww, Kenshin", she said.
"I want magenta eyes!", he whined.
Patting his back again, Kaoru said in a baby voice, "We all want magenta eyes, Kenshin. But we can't always get what we want".
"B-but amber is such a *scary* color", he whimpered. "But magenta is so happy!".
"You're right, Kenshin. But you can't have magenta eyes".
Kenshin burst into tears.
"Why don't you tell me how it all started?", Kaoru said in a soft voice.
*Four hours later*
"And t-then once, I said I wanted to be a circus clown, but my brothers m-made fun of me!", he wailed. "A-and, then there was this one t- time when I was o-only six, a-and, my brothers forced m-me to clean up after the horses!".
"Poor baby", Kaoru cooed.
*One hour later*
Kenshin sat up and looked at Kaoru, smiling sweetly. "Thank you for listening to me, Miss Kaoru".
"No problem, Kenshin", she smiled. "You know you can always go to me for help!".
Kenshin hugged Kaoru.
"Tomorrow, we'll go out to the market and buy you a magenta gi!", Kaoru smiled, hugging him back.
"Really?".
"Really".
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Well, that was a strange emotional breakdown, now wasn't it? Well, now, we leave the two lovebirds and enter upon a scene that night, where Dr. Gensai is telling Misao, Aoshi, and Aiji a bedtime story. Ayame, Suzume, and Yahiko are already asleep.
"So then what happened, Dr. Gensai?", Misao asked eagerly.
"I'm too old for this", Aiji muttered.
"This is embarrassing", Aoshi mumbled.
"Then the weasel and the rat escaped together on a piece of wood and swam away from the stream. They found the forest again and went home. The end".
"That was a great story Dr. Gensai!", Misao squealed.
"Can you say it again?", Aoshi asked.
They stared at him.
"N-not that I enjoyed it- or anything".
Now we shall leave this uncomfortable scene in which Aoshi reveals his inner self, and will go on to the next day, where they confront Okina.
Okina sat down on the porch, watching Aiji watch Kaoru watch Yahiko, who was practicing the Kamiya Kasshin Ryuu. Suddenly, Misao and Aoshi walked into him.
"Oh, Gramps!", Misao squealed. "We just *have* to tell you the most amazing story we've ever heard!".
"We?", Aoshi asked under his breath.
"Well, see, first it begins that there were a rat and a weasel".
Aiji walked to them. Aoshi continued glaring at Misao.
"The two of them *hated* each other!".
"Well, c'mon, Aoshi, at least help me out here!", Misao cried.
"I don't know what kind of story you're talking about", Aoshi said firmly.
"Aiji?", Misao asked hopefully.
Aiji sighed. "Fine. The rat thought the weasel was a nuisance".
Misao looked at him questioningly.
"Suddenly, a big scary storm was coming!", she cried, brushing off Aiji. "The two of them ended up camping out in the same cave!".
"The rat grew sick of the annoying weasel who wouldn't shut up".
Misao glared. "And the weasel didn't like the rat because he was such a pompous jerk".
Aiji glared back at Misao. "And the rat decided to leave because it went to go search for food. He was going to leave the weasel behind because she didn't know how to take care of herself".
Misao bared back her lips, showing vicious teeth. "But it turned out the weasel could take perfect care of herself, so she went along!".
Aiji clenched his fists. "The rat only *let* the weasel come with him because she kept on begging him!".
Aoshi blinked. This wasn't how the story went! He carefully looked from Misao to Aiji.
"And then they fell into a river because the idiot rat pushed them into it!".
"And they were being swept down to a waterfall because the infuriating weasel insisted they go to the right, where the waterfall was!".
Aoshi put a hand up. "Before you two completely rip the story apart, I would like to continue"
.
Okina tried hard not to burst out laughing at ice-hearted Aoshi attempting to tell a children's tale.
"They both found a piece of wood and swam to shore. They went home. They lived happily ever after. The end. Thank you", Aoshi bowed to Okina's clapping.
Misao had a sudden idea. "But, it goes on!", she squealed.
The guys simply stared at her.
"See, the weasel was an adventurer, and she went exploring, and found a wolf! She and the wolf fell in love, and lived happily ever after! Right Aoshi?!".
Aoshi blinked.
Okina tried hard not to laugh like the madman he was.
Now we shall leave this scene, and go on to the next chapter! Er- the next chapter in their lives, I mean. Well, until then, Sayonara! *********************************************************************** *Hpdigigal here. Well. I don't know where all these ideas go!*
Nick: They dwell in the unmapped regions of her quote on quote 'brain'.
Alexa: Nah, they just wander around in her head, and surface often.
Nick: Yes, you're probably right.
*Anyways, I just decided I should start a humor fic, so... here it is! Well, anyways, there were some terms in here that aren't from the English language, and so here's a dictionary for your convenience:* baka: idiot. A classic word.
Gi: A type of clothing, the top shirt like thingy...
sessha: Kenshin's way of saying 'I'
bokken: The wooden stick used in the Kamiya Kasshin style
oro: Kenshin's way of saying 'Huh?' 'What?'
Ryuu: Style, school
We meet up with our favorite little group of crime fighting kick-butt super heroes, at the dojo, calmly eating breakfast. Er- let me rephrase that: We meet up with goof troop at the dojo, bickering over the last piece of tofu, throwing each other looks of complete revulsion that, if looks could kill, would cause our favorite little ten year old to be rolling around in his grave, screaming out, "Kaoru! Spare me from your wrath!".
"I want the tofu!".
"I cooked it, so I should get it!".
"Your cooking is worse than a baboon's backside!".
"YOU TAKE THAT BACK YAHIKO!".
"NO UGLY!".
Whilst they're still suffocating each other and tugging relentlessly on each other's hair, we'll leave this oh-so-peaceful couple and will trot along to see what our official bum is doing, shall we?
Sanoske leaned back against the wooden frame, a piece of hay lingering in his mouth. He sighed. This was the life. Calmly, he picked up a bottle of sake he snagged and took two sips, belching loudly. So loudly, infact, so loud that it actually -GASP- made our fighting couple ACTUALLY STOP FIGHTING!
"EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!", Yahiko cried.
"Yahiko!", Kaoru hissed, "it's rude to say eww!".
Kaoru abruptly yelled, "GROOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!".
"See, that way it's more polite!", Kaoru said sweetly.
Now, we will leave this oh-so-polite posse and will head on to the next member of our group, Kenshin Himura.
Kenshin hummed softly while anxiously rubbing the cloth against the water, merrily looking to his fellow buddies who now resumed to their normal bickering. The bubbles were very calming, indeed. One needed such first class soothing if they were dreading Kaoru's pan attacks, which Kenshin incidentally often had to face.
His humming was now turning into joyful singing, which immediately got the attention of our buddy which we affectionately dub 'lazy bum'.
"Hey, what's Kenshin singing over there?", he asked, sparing a glance to the laundry washing man.
"It sounds like a marching song", Yahiko said.
Kenshin's soft singing was getting louder by the second.
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!
And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!
Tofu packages, laundry whites!
V. I. C. T. O. R. Y.!!!!!".
"Hey, that's a catchy tune!", Sano laughed.
"Well ,what are you waiting for, let's sing!", Kaoru cried.
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!", Kenshin yelled.
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!", Kaoru, Sano, and Yahiko repeated.
"And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!".
"And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!", Kaoru squealed.
"Tofu package, laundry whites!".
"Tofu packages, laundry whites!", Sano yelled in deep sopranos.
"V! I! C! T! O! R! Y!".
"V! I! C! T! O! R! Y!", Yahiko cheered, while pulling out some pompoms and doing a series of cartwheels.
Megumi walked into the dojo, with Misao, Okina, Aiji, Aoshi, Seitoh, Ayame, Suzume, and Dr. Gensai (sp?).
"My my", she said. "What's going on here!".
Yahiko bundled on to them, bobbing on his feet with glee. "Join the fun!", he squealed in a preppy, cheer-leader, girlish voice. "And a one, two, and one two three four!".
"Down the alley there's a cemetery!
And that's where Shishio's gonna be buried!
Tofu packages, laundry whites!
V. I. C. T. O. R. Y.!!!".
Soon, everybody was merrily singing and jingling on with the tune. Yes, even Aoshi.
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The next day followed the same schedule, and when the tofu had finally been snagged by the cat and Kaoru threw away Sano's half empty bottle of sake, and all fighting possibilities ran away, Kaoru walked up to Kenshin and handed him a magenta kimono.
"Kenshin, can you wash this please, Sano spilled sake all over it yesterday".
"Why of course, Miss Kaoru", he smiled, and took the kimono, scrubbing it gently.
Kaoru walked way to continue teaching Yahiko.
'Magenta', Kenshin thought, absent mindedly washing the soft kimono. 'What a cheerful color, ne? So bright, so confident, so motivating, so exquisite, so trendy...'.
*Five minutes later*
'Magenta....magenta....such a nice name, too. It's not such a bright pink, like my gi, yet not as dark as purple. What a wondrous color. Hmm, perhaps sessha should get a new gi'.
*Ten minutes later*
"Magenta, magenta, magenta magenta magenta. MAGENTA!", Kenshin sang. And yes, he was still washing the kimono. He was scrubbing it so hard, in fact, that he burned a hole through it! GASP!
Kaoru walked to Kenshin, looking down at him cheerfully. "Are you done with washing my kimono, Kenshin? Kenshin? What are you singing? Why's there a hole in that cloth? Wait- is that my kimono?!".
"Magenta, magenta, MAGENTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!".
"KENSHIN! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO MY FAVORITE KIMONO?!?!?!?!?!".
"Magenta!!!".
"Shutup! I don't give a care about magenta!".
Kenshin gasped. "How. Could. YOU?! Do you dare to insult MAGENTA?!".
"Yes. I do!".
And she took out her bokken and began repeatedly whacking Kenshin on the head, yelling her head off about him ruining her kimono.
*Ten minutes later*
The clerk looked at Kenshin suspiciously. "How exactly did this come to be?", he asked, holding up a magenta kimono with a large hole in it.
Kenshin sighed, and began explaining the whole story.
*Two hours later*
"And then she yelled at me, and said if I didn't get this fixed soon, she wouldn't give me any more dirty laundry to wash! Are you listening? Clerk? ARE YOU LISTENING TO ME?!".
The clerk, who was sleeping, now letting out a tiny stream of drool woke up with a start. "Oh, very nice story. Well, anyways-".
"Women! She never appreciates all I do for her! I mean, what does a guy have to do to make a woman happy!-".
"That's all very nice, Mr. Himura, but I think you and your wife should settle the matter together".
"I mean, I buy tofu for her, I wash laundry for her- oro?".
"Talk to her", the clerk said calmly. "Explain to her that you're sorry. Say you are grateful for everything she does for you".
"Oro? Are you a marriage psychologist or something?".
"I don't want to hear that word", the clerk said calmly.
*Three hours later*
"Do you understand, Mr. Himura?".
Kenshin sniffed, and said dejectedly, "Yes".
"Good. Now go home and tell Mrs. Himura I give her my best".
"Yes", Kenshin bowed, and walked out into the darkness.
Walking to the dojo, Kenshin thought over his words. Then he wrinkled his nose. "Wait. I'm not married".
"Ah well", he shrugged, and continued walking to the dojo, humming the marching tune again.
Walking inside, he squealed when Kaoru began crying and fell into his arms.
"Kenshin! Where were you?! I thought you got hurt or something! Why'd you take so long?! Oh my gosh, I was so worried, what if the last thing I told you was to not come back?! Oh, Kenshin!".
Kenshin patted her back awkwardly. "Now, Miss Kaoru, you know I can take care of myself perfectly fine, there's no need to be worried!".
Kaoru sniffed. "Really?", she asked.
"Yes", Kenshin said calmly.
Kaoru immediately stopped crying. "Okay!", she said cheerfully.
Kenshin smiled.
"Okay, young man, so where's my kimono?!".
He sweatdropped.
She pulled the magenta kimono out of his hands, and inspected the hole. Her face scrunched up. Kenshin swallowed, ready for the impact.
"KENSHIN!!!!!!! I TOLD YOU NOT TO COME HOME TILL YOU GOT THIS FIXED!", she roared.
"B-but Miss Kaoru-", he sputtered.
"Now don't you but Miss Kaoru me! I strictly *told* you to get this kimono fixed! Gosh! No one ever listens to me anymore!".
"Uh- but Miss Kaoru! I appreciate you!", he said quickly, thinking back to what the clerk said.
Kaoru sniffed. "You do?", she asked, trembling.
"Yes", Kenshin cried, nodding feverently. "And- and, I'm really sorry for making a hole in your kimono- but- but- IT WASN'T MY FAULT!", he wailed, falling to his knees, sobbing loudly.
"There, there", Kaoru said sympathetically, patting his back. "Why don't you tell me the whole story?".
*Two hours later. Again.*.
Kenshin sniffed sadly, and looked up at Miss Kaoru, who was holding him like a baby. "Miss Kaoru, why can't I have magenta eyes?".
"Aww, Kenshin", she said.
"I want magenta eyes!", he whined.
Patting his back again, Kaoru said in a baby voice, "We all want magenta eyes, Kenshin. But we can't always get what we want".
"B-but amber is such a *scary* color", he whimpered. "But magenta is so happy!".
"You're right, Kenshin. But you can't have magenta eyes".
Kenshin burst into tears.
"Why don't you tell me how it all started?", Kaoru said in a soft voice.
*Four hours later*
"And t-then once, I said I wanted to be a circus clown, but my brothers m-made fun of me!", he wailed. "A-and, then there was this one t- time when I was o-only six, a-and, my brothers forced m-me to clean up after the horses!".
"Poor baby", Kaoru cooed.
*One hour later*
Kenshin sat up and looked at Kaoru, smiling sweetly. "Thank you for listening to me, Miss Kaoru".
"No problem, Kenshin", she smiled. "You know you can always go to me for help!".
Kenshin hugged Kaoru.
"Tomorrow, we'll go out to the market and buy you a magenta gi!", Kaoru smiled, hugging him back.
"Really?".
"Really".
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Well, that was a strange emotional breakdown, now wasn't it? Well, now, we leave the two lovebirds and enter upon a scene that night, where Dr. Gensai is telling Misao, Aoshi, and Aiji a bedtime story. Ayame, Suzume, and Yahiko are already asleep.
"So then what happened, Dr. Gensai?", Misao asked eagerly.
"I'm too old for this", Aiji muttered.
"This is embarrassing", Aoshi mumbled.
"Then the weasel and the rat escaped together on a piece of wood and swam away from the stream. They found the forest again and went home. The end".
"That was a great story Dr. Gensai!", Misao squealed.
"Can you say it again?", Aoshi asked.
They stared at him.
"N-not that I enjoyed it- or anything".
Now we shall leave this uncomfortable scene in which Aoshi reveals his inner self, and will go on to the next day, where they confront Okina.
Okina sat down on the porch, watching Aiji watch Kaoru watch Yahiko, who was practicing the Kamiya Kasshin Ryuu. Suddenly, Misao and Aoshi walked into him.
"Oh, Gramps!", Misao squealed. "We just *have* to tell you the most amazing story we've ever heard!".
"We?", Aoshi asked under his breath.
"Well, see, first it begins that there were a rat and a weasel".
Aiji walked to them. Aoshi continued glaring at Misao.
"The two of them *hated* each other!".
"Well, c'mon, Aoshi, at least help me out here!", Misao cried.
"I don't know what kind of story you're talking about", Aoshi said firmly.
"Aiji?", Misao asked hopefully.
Aiji sighed. "Fine. The rat thought the weasel was a nuisance".
Misao looked at him questioningly.
"Suddenly, a big scary storm was coming!", she cried, brushing off Aiji. "The two of them ended up camping out in the same cave!".
"The rat grew sick of the annoying weasel who wouldn't shut up".
Misao glared. "And the weasel didn't like the rat because he was such a pompous jerk".
Aiji glared back at Misao. "And the rat decided to leave because it went to go search for food. He was going to leave the weasel behind because she didn't know how to take care of herself".
Misao bared back her lips, showing vicious teeth. "But it turned out the weasel could take perfect care of herself, so she went along!".
Aiji clenched his fists. "The rat only *let* the weasel come with him because she kept on begging him!".
Aoshi blinked. This wasn't how the story went! He carefully looked from Misao to Aiji.
"And then they fell into a river because the idiot rat pushed them into it!".
"And they were being swept down to a waterfall because the infuriating weasel insisted they go to the right, where the waterfall was!".
Aoshi put a hand up. "Before you two completely rip the story apart, I would like to continue"
.
Okina tried hard not to burst out laughing at ice-hearted Aoshi attempting to tell a children's tale.
"They both found a piece of wood and swam to shore. They went home. They lived happily ever after. The end. Thank you", Aoshi bowed to Okina's clapping.
Misao had a sudden idea. "But, it goes on!", she squealed.
The guys simply stared at her.
"See, the weasel was an adventurer, and she went exploring, and found a wolf! She and the wolf fell in love, and lived happily ever after! Right Aoshi?!".
Aoshi blinked.
Okina tried hard not to laugh like the madman he was.
Now we shall leave this scene, and go on to the next chapter! Er- the next chapter in their lives, I mean. Well, until then, Sayonara! *********************************************************************** *Hpdigigal here. Well. I don't know where all these ideas go!*
Nick: They dwell in the unmapped regions of her quote on quote 'brain'.
Alexa: Nah, they just wander around in her head, and surface often.
Nick: Yes, you're probably right.
*Anyways, I just decided I should start a humor fic, so... here it is! Well, anyways, there were some terms in here that aren't from the English language, and so here's a dictionary for your convenience:* baka: idiot. A classic word.
Gi: A type of clothing, the top shirt like thingy...
sessha: Kenshin's way of saying 'I'
bokken: The wooden stick used in the Kamiya Kasshin style
oro: Kenshin's way of saying 'Huh?' 'What?'
Ryuu: Style, school