Cor: "Chapter Two, up and runnin'! Whatcha have to say to THAT, Kenny? PLUS I got four whole reviews! Yeah!"
Kenshin: "Why'd I take this job again?"
Cor: "You didn't, I forced you into manual labor. Now go do my laundry." Kenshin: "Yes Miss Corinala..."
Chapter Two: Second Feather's flight
Cor's eyes widened in surprise as she watched Mishio's prey walked towards her, his walk slow and determined, a cold fire burning beneath the golden gaze of his eyes which were now fixated on her... impossible. What man would pass up the lush rose Mishio for the wall flower Cor? The thoughts were abruptly shattered as Saitou came to a stop, towering over her an easy six inches.
Finding herself unwarily shrinking back, the night vixen swallowed, straightening her off the shoulder kimono and meeting his steady gaze. The government agent tilted his head slightly, reaching out a hand and cupping her chin within it, brushing a thumb over the smooth skin of her cheek. "What is your name?" He spoke suddenly, and the girl smiled seductively, mind going into the job at hand, "Vishina." "Your real name, not your street-whore one." "Now now, names are not necessary for our type of business..." she coaxed, reaching a delicate hand up to brush the hair out of her face, still with the same deceiving smile.
"But who's name shall I call out at the height of my ecstasy?" He murmured, studying her eyes. Her resolve to be even a bit nice snapped, "You're wife's, perhaps? The one you should be spending the night with?" Saitou's golden eyes narrowed, "One such as yourself should not talk so. I'll be seeing you again, Vishina, and I expect your true name next time." He placed a small bag of coins in her hand, then turned on his heal and walked away.
"What the heck was that about?" Mishio muttered, coming over to stand beside Cor. "I...I don't know." She responded truly, eyes tracing his figure as he disappeared into a shadow of his own making.
----The next morning----
"UNCLE KENSHIN!!! COME PLAY!" Saitou Hajime's mouth curled into a slightly amused smile that lasted for a moment at the cry of two certain little girls as he walked up to the dojo, watching the legendary battousai being tackled by two younglings while... washing laundry? He simply stared for a moment, blinking as Kenshin plunged head first into the soapy water, coming out with a dazed expression on his face, "Oro..."
Saitou shook his head, "Battousai." The red head shook his head quickly, coming out of his bemused state to stare at the other in surprise, "Saitou. What do you want?" "Is it so hard for an old friend to come by and reminisce about the good old times?" "If there were any, good, old times, I certainly would not be discussing them with you." His tone turned flat, "Girls, go inside and give a hug to Kaoru, would you?" They nodded and ran inside, laughing, as Kenshin watched them, "So carefree, are they not? Young and naive... what I would give to go back to that." He turned to the other, "What business are you here on?"
"I need your help, on an investigation." He said it simple and clear, avoiding the beating around the bush. Kenshin sighed, "What is it this time, Saitou?" "We're looking for one who goes by the name of Kurash." "Kurash? I've heard that name before..." The agent nodded, "You would have. He's one of the exiled Shinsengumi. And now he's gotten into some boiling waters... He's running a prostitution ring, for one, and we suspect that he is part of large opium triangle. We need as much information about him as possible."
"Ai." Kenshin nodded, closing his eyes briefly, "I'll keep my eyes open for any signs and let you know..." "KENSHIN! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO FINISH THE LAUNDRY!" He fell back with a hit on the head from Kaoru's rolling pin. Saitou smirked, "Eyes open, huh? Good idea." He stood, turned, and walked away from the dojo hut.
----Evening Falls----
Grey eyes glanced silently over the small room at the Teakin Inn, watching his little beauties with pride and insane desire. Kurash pushed the delicate hand of one of the geishas who was currently trying to tempt him with sake away. They were a stunning array of colors to him, green, red, blue, violet, each one begging to be tasted once again, for they had been taken many times before. A smile crossed his lips as he studied the newest of his night vixens. Mishio, his pride and joy, had taken the Western wallflower under her wing, teaching her the ways of the night.
Eventually accepting the sake, he took a slow sip, eyes glancing over the rim at Cor. Vishina was the perfect chosen name for her, 'hushed seduction'; indeed one would never think her the type... which was what made her so valuable. Men wanted what other men had not had before; they wanted to wreck the purity with a simple plunge. He chuckled softly under his breath, watching as she departed from the table with Mishio.
"Kurash was looking at you tonight." Mishio said quietly as they dressed, trying to hide the jealousy in her voice. "And?" Cor replied simply. "AND? He was LOOKING at you! That obviously means her favors you. You have a chance here, sweetheart. If you play your cards correctly, you could become one of his personal lovers, untouched by any others. Do you have any idea how wonderful that could be?"
Cor stared at her, "You're kidding me... right? I would much rather die on the streets instead of having his filthy hands touch me!" Her tone was almost to the point of hissing. Mishio's eyes narrowed, glaring at her, "You're on your own tonight, you know that? Do not seek refuge on my corner of the street!" Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she turned and stormed out of the room.
End of Part Two!!! You guys like? Please review!!!
Kenshin: "Why'd I take this job again?"
Cor: "You didn't, I forced you into manual labor. Now go do my laundry." Kenshin: "Yes Miss Corinala..."
Chapter Two: Second Feather's flight
Cor's eyes widened in surprise as she watched Mishio's prey walked towards her, his walk slow and determined, a cold fire burning beneath the golden gaze of his eyes which were now fixated on her... impossible. What man would pass up the lush rose Mishio for the wall flower Cor? The thoughts were abruptly shattered as Saitou came to a stop, towering over her an easy six inches.
Finding herself unwarily shrinking back, the night vixen swallowed, straightening her off the shoulder kimono and meeting his steady gaze. The government agent tilted his head slightly, reaching out a hand and cupping her chin within it, brushing a thumb over the smooth skin of her cheek. "What is your name?" He spoke suddenly, and the girl smiled seductively, mind going into the job at hand, "Vishina." "Your real name, not your street-whore one." "Now now, names are not necessary for our type of business..." she coaxed, reaching a delicate hand up to brush the hair out of her face, still with the same deceiving smile.
"But who's name shall I call out at the height of my ecstasy?" He murmured, studying her eyes. Her resolve to be even a bit nice snapped, "You're wife's, perhaps? The one you should be spending the night with?" Saitou's golden eyes narrowed, "One such as yourself should not talk so. I'll be seeing you again, Vishina, and I expect your true name next time." He placed a small bag of coins in her hand, then turned on his heal and walked away.
"What the heck was that about?" Mishio muttered, coming over to stand beside Cor. "I...I don't know." She responded truly, eyes tracing his figure as he disappeared into a shadow of his own making.
----The next morning----
"UNCLE KENSHIN!!! COME PLAY!" Saitou Hajime's mouth curled into a slightly amused smile that lasted for a moment at the cry of two certain little girls as he walked up to the dojo, watching the legendary battousai being tackled by two younglings while... washing laundry? He simply stared for a moment, blinking as Kenshin plunged head first into the soapy water, coming out with a dazed expression on his face, "Oro..."
Saitou shook his head, "Battousai." The red head shook his head quickly, coming out of his bemused state to stare at the other in surprise, "Saitou. What do you want?" "Is it so hard for an old friend to come by and reminisce about the good old times?" "If there were any, good, old times, I certainly would not be discussing them with you." His tone turned flat, "Girls, go inside and give a hug to Kaoru, would you?" They nodded and ran inside, laughing, as Kenshin watched them, "So carefree, are they not? Young and naive... what I would give to go back to that." He turned to the other, "What business are you here on?"
"I need your help, on an investigation." He said it simple and clear, avoiding the beating around the bush. Kenshin sighed, "What is it this time, Saitou?" "We're looking for one who goes by the name of Kurash." "Kurash? I've heard that name before..." The agent nodded, "You would have. He's one of the exiled Shinsengumi. And now he's gotten into some boiling waters... He's running a prostitution ring, for one, and we suspect that he is part of large opium triangle. We need as much information about him as possible."
"Ai." Kenshin nodded, closing his eyes briefly, "I'll keep my eyes open for any signs and let you know..." "KENSHIN! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO FINISH THE LAUNDRY!" He fell back with a hit on the head from Kaoru's rolling pin. Saitou smirked, "Eyes open, huh? Good idea." He stood, turned, and walked away from the dojo hut.
----Evening Falls----
Grey eyes glanced silently over the small room at the Teakin Inn, watching his little beauties with pride and insane desire. Kurash pushed the delicate hand of one of the geishas who was currently trying to tempt him with sake away. They were a stunning array of colors to him, green, red, blue, violet, each one begging to be tasted once again, for they had been taken many times before. A smile crossed his lips as he studied the newest of his night vixens. Mishio, his pride and joy, had taken the Western wallflower under her wing, teaching her the ways of the night.
Eventually accepting the sake, he took a slow sip, eyes glancing over the rim at Cor. Vishina was the perfect chosen name for her, 'hushed seduction'; indeed one would never think her the type... which was what made her so valuable. Men wanted what other men had not had before; they wanted to wreck the purity with a simple plunge. He chuckled softly under his breath, watching as she departed from the table with Mishio.
"Kurash was looking at you tonight." Mishio said quietly as they dressed, trying to hide the jealousy in her voice. "And?" Cor replied simply. "AND? He was LOOKING at you! That obviously means her favors you. You have a chance here, sweetheart. If you play your cards correctly, you could become one of his personal lovers, untouched by any others. Do you have any idea how wonderful that could be?"
Cor stared at her, "You're kidding me... right? I would much rather die on the streets instead of having his filthy hands touch me!" Her tone was almost to the point of hissing. Mishio's eyes narrowed, glaring at her, "You're on your own tonight, you know that? Do not seek refuge on my corner of the street!" Flipping her hair over her shoulder, she turned and stormed out of the room.
End of Part Two!!! You guys like? Please review!!!