Disclaimer: No, I do not, and I mean DO NOT own RK (I really, really wish I did --)
Well I suppose I should get going on the next chapter and forget the intro.
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Kenshin awoke with a start. When he had fallen asleep earlier, he had been by images of the revolutionary, and now that he was awake he could not figure out what caused them. So he walked outside to sort things out in his mind. He did not sense anyone awake until Tina sat right next to him.
"Oro?" said Kenshin "I'm sorry if I awoke you, that I am."
"Forget it, I was awake anyway. I haven't broken out of my revolutionary sleep habit yet," Tina replied.
"You were in the revolution?" Kenshin asked, raising an eyebrow. "Why didn't you tell us before?"
"For your first question, yes. After all, there are a lot of things you don't know about me," stated Tina. "As for your second, I didn't think it was necessary to explain."
"Oh," said Kenshin.
An awkward silence ensued.
"Want to talk about it?" asked Tina. She was reffering to Kenshins nightmares
"That I do not."
"Need to? Some things are easier to handle when talked about. I may be blunt at times, but I do know how to keep a secret."
"No, it's okay, Ms. Tina, that it is," Kenshin assured her.
"Well, considering my past, I don't think I deserve the 'Ms.', but I appreciate it anyway," replied Tina with a smile. "You know, I keep seeing the kids of the Meiji and find myself smiling while thanking Kami that they are able to live a normal life and not a life of fear and hate."
"I find myself doing that too, that I do," Kenshin nodded in agreement.
"I was 6 ½ when I lost my childhood innocence. I was determined to kill a certain guy. He was sleeping at the time, but fortunately my brother Matt covered my mouth and dragged me away, but that urge to kill tainted my childhood," Tina explained wistfully as she recalled her childhood.
"Who was it?" asked Kenshin.
"No one," Tina replied dully.
"You should take your own advice, that you should," noted Kenshin with a concerned smile.
Tina giggled. "You're right, but the thing is… If I told you, you would not believe me," she warned him, the saddened smile on her face mirroring the tone in her voice.
"You'll be surprised on what I'll believe, that you will," replied Kenshin.
"My..." Tina hesitated, sighing. "My father."
"Oro?" exclaimed Kenshin.
"Told you," Tina snorted. "I hated my father. You know how I told you that my brother and I were the only ones to survive the attack on our house?"
"Yes," Kenshin replied, nodding his head.
"Well, the attack from the inside of my house was my father's doing," Tina explained. "He killed us off one by one… However, he did not kill kids under the age of 7. So, as soon as Matt and I were a few days from turning 7, we ran away."
"You are twins?" asked Kenshin incredulously.
"Yep," sighed Tina. She stood suddenly, ending the conversation as she noticed the sun rising from the horizon. "Well, I should go do my morning training." She walked inside and emerged with two katanas, two sais (a pronged thing about fifteen to twenty inches long), two nunchakus (two little sticks connected by a chain), and a bo (a six-foot staff used in ninjutsu), and then sauntered off to do her training.
"Well, I should start my chores, that I should," sighed Kenshin to himself as he watched Matt walk out to Tina to train with her. Kenshin found it interesting to see a samurai and a ninja fight in hand-to-hand combat, since he was used to ninjas hiding and samurai using mainly swords.
As Kenshin did his chores, he wondered why Tina talked about what she did when it still seemed to hurt. Although it slightly bemused him, it made him realize that he wasn't the only person with a horrible childhood.
---------------------End chap. 2
That's the end!
BakaBokken: your welcome! and thanks for the reviewing my fic.(and for the spelling tip
(totally can't spell --)!
Jovian Angel: thanks for reviewing, I don't mind that it was not long and I read your profile it was cool! Too bad I can't have a profile like that, mines all boring zzzzz.
Well I suppose I should get going on the next chapter and forget the intro.
-----------------------N, F, A, and E-------------------------
Kenshin awoke with a start. When he had fallen asleep earlier, he had been by images of the revolutionary, and now that he was awake he could not figure out what caused them. So he walked outside to sort things out in his mind. He did not sense anyone awake until Tina sat right next to him.
"Oro?" said Kenshin "I'm sorry if I awoke you, that I am."
"Forget it, I was awake anyway. I haven't broken out of my revolutionary sleep habit yet," Tina replied.
"You were in the revolution?" Kenshin asked, raising an eyebrow. "Why didn't you tell us before?"
"For your first question, yes. After all, there are a lot of things you don't know about me," stated Tina. "As for your second, I didn't think it was necessary to explain."
"Oh," said Kenshin.
An awkward silence ensued.
"Want to talk about it?" asked Tina. She was reffering to Kenshins nightmares
"That I do not."
"Need to? Some things are easier to handle when talked about. I may be blunt at times, but I do know how to keep a secret."
"No, it's okay, Ms. Tina, that it is," Kenshin assured her.
"Well, considering my past, I don't think I deserve the 'Ms.', but I appreciate it anyway," replied Tina with a smile. "You know, I keep seeing the kids of the Meiji and find myself smiling while thanking Kami that they are able to live a normal life and not a life of fear and hate."
"I find myself doing that too, that I do," Kenshin nodded in agreement.
"I was 6 ½ when I lost my childhood innocence. I was determined to kill a certain guy. He was sleeping at the time, but fortunately my brother Matt covered my mouth and dragged me away, but that urge to kill tainted my childhood," Tina explained wistfully as she recalled her childhood.
"Who was it?" asked Kenshin.
"No one," Tina replied dully.
"You should take your own advice, that you should," noted Kenshin with a concerned smile.
Tina giggled. "You're right, but the thing is… If I told you, you would not believe me," she warned him, the saddened smile on her face mirroring the tone in her voice.
"You'll be surprised on what I'll believe, that you will," replied Kenshin.
"My..." Tina hesitated, sighing. "My father."
"Oro?" exclaimed Kenshin.
"Told you," Tina snorted. "I hated my father. You know how I told you that my brother and I were the only ones to survive the attack on our house?"
"Yes," Kenshin replied, nodding his head.
"Well, the attack from the inside of my house was my father's doing," Tina explained. "He killed us off one by one… However, he did not kill kids under the age of 7. So, as soon as Matt and I were a few days from turning 7, we ran away."
"You are twins?" asked Kenshin incredulously.
"Yep," sighed Tina. She stood suddenly, ending the conversation as she noticed the sun rising from the horizon. "Well, I should go do my morning training." She walked inside and emerged with two katanas, two sais (a pronged thing about fifteen to twenty inches long), two nunchakus (two little sticks connected by a chain), and a bo (a six-foot staff used in ninjutsu), and then sauntered off to do her training.
"Well, I should start my chores, that I should," sighed Kenshin to himself as he watched Matt walk out to Tina to train with her. Kenshin found it interesting to see a samurai and a ninja fight in hand-to-hand combat, since he was used to ninjas hiding and samurai using mainly swords.
As Kenshin did his chores, he wondered why Tina talked about what she did when it still seemed to hurt. Although it slightly bemused him, it made him realize that he wasn't the only person with a horrible childhood.
---------------------End chap. 2
That's the end!
BakaBokken: your welcome! and thanks for the reviewing my fic.(and for the spelling tip
(totally can't spell --)!
Jovian Angel: thanks for reviewing, I don't mind that it was not long and I read your profile it was cool! Too bad I can't have a profile like that, mines all boring zzzzz.