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Chapter Twenty-Nine
`~`~`~`~FLASH BACK~`~`~`~`
'It is raining, and raining very hard. Thunder can be heard overhead. Yes. Oh yes. It is just perfect. JUST PERFECT TO ACT MY ROLE OF A MAD SCIENTIST!!! BUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!'
Hiko danced about the place, giggling and laughing madly. Yes! He would freak out the neighbors by acting all insane and creating weird little electronic 'things' and crying out, "YES!!! IT'S ALIVE!!! IT'S ALIVE!! BUWAHAHAHAHAH!!!"
The 'Buwahahahah' only added a touch of insanity to create more despair and more hunger in the stomachs of the neighbors to move to a far away country.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Hiko rubbed his hands together, ready to scare away yet another person. "Coming!" he sang. He danced over to the door and opened it.
The sight that greeted him was not exactly the one he expected.
He expected a neighbor of his coming to complain, probably wearing nightshirts or bathrobes with pink bunny slippers, a night hat and a candle at hand with an extremely angry expression on their face.
Instead,
Crawling on the ground, a katana in hand was a red haired man. No! It wasn't a man! It was a boy! He must have been only sixteen or seventeen years old. But Hiko didn't need to know the boy's age in order to know who the boy was. There was only one red haired boy who would be knocking on his door at this hour of the night.
When the boy looked up, Hiko gasped to see a scar on his left cheek. It was bleeding, but it was obviously not fresh. Hiko had not seen the boy for about two years, and this scar was new.
Hiko noticed another thing. Fountains of tears ran down the boy's cheeks. Hiko frowned. "Come in, come in. What on earth have you been doing!?" he asked, and helped the boy to his feet.
Hiko decided this was not the time to be acting the role of a mad scientist.
The boy sat down wearily on a large red armchair. He sighed, and eyed Hiko as the older man poured a glass of milk, and handed it to the boy. The boy drank from it and was done immediately. He closed his eyes and seemed to look better as his bleeding stopped.
Hiko sat down in a chair next to the red armchair and glanced at the boy carefully. He wasn't sure if he should hug the boy or knock him upside the head. Obviously, the second one would not be wise in the condition the boy was in.
The first one. . . well. . . Hiko wasn't a hug kind of person.
"Alright. . . tell me what happened," Hiko asked the boy.
There was no response.
Hiko glared at the boy. "Baka deshi! Answer!"
". . .Master. . ." the boy choked; in tears. He turned his head away from Hiko. ". . .I cannot say. . ."
"Say it!" Hiko demanded. He was getting impatient.
Again, there was no response.
Hiko stood up and grabbed the boy's shoulders. "SHINTA! KENSHIN! BATTOUSAI!!! ONE OF YOU ANSWER ME!!!!"
The boy choked another sob, and to Hiko's great surprise, the boy buried his head in Hiko's chest. "Oh Master! I cannot stand the weight anymore! I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders! I cannot. . . I cannot live anymore! DON'T MAKE ME!!!"
Hiko's eyes widened as he gasped. "Nonsense. . . Why should you die? . . . Kenshin?"
Kenshin closed his eyes. "Dieing is the only way I can repent for the sins I have made. The only way Master, for the dead to have revenge upon me is for me to join them!" he choked another sob.
Hiko shook his head. "No, Baka deshi! The only way for you to repent for the sins you have made is by living!"
Kenshin opened his eyes; wide. "What. . .?"
"Protect the weak, baka deshi! Protect the weak!" Hiko told him.
Kenshin looked down at the ground. "I will. . . I will live. You are right. . . as usual. But. . ." Kenshin looked back up at Hiko. "I don't want to remember any of this! Please! I don't want to remember anything! Turn me into something different, use me as your experiment or anything! I just don't. . . I just don't want to remember!"
Hiko frowned. "I can't guarantee that you wouldn't remember forever. . ."
"Oh please Master! Please! Please save me. . ." Kenshin buried his face into Hiko chest once more.
Hiko couldn't help but pat Kenshin's head. "Alright. . . but are you sure?"
"Must I say it again?"
". . .No. I will make sure you can't remember any of this. Unfortunately, I don't know. . . how to use you in an experiment right now, but the day will come, baka deshi. Someday. . ."
Kenshin faintly smiled. "Oh thank you. . . thank you so much!" Kenshin opened his amber eyes and looked carefully into Hiko's eyes. "Promise me, that you'll tell everybody that I died. Please!"
Hiko was speechless. It was all so sudden. What could have made Kenshin outburst like this so suddenly?
Hiko would never know for the rest of his life.
He nodded. "Right. I promise. I will tell everybody that you died." Hiko smiled. "How about I tell them that you died heroically in a battle between life or death, eh?" he whispered.
Kenshin's sad and lonely face turned into a bitter smile. "Yes. . . a hero to the end. . ." he whispered sarcastically. He choked a sob and coughed a bit. He looked around. "It is late. . ." he whispered. "I wish to rest."
Hiko sighed and let go of Kenshin. He was a strong man, but if he hadn't been so strong, tears would have been streaming down his face. "Yes Kenshin," he whispered sadly as he watched Kenshin close his eyes and fall into sleep. ". . .Rest."
`~`~`~`~END FLASH BACK~`~`~`~`
Hiko shook his head in shame. 'I should have never done that. Never. If I hadn't. . . None of this would have happened.' He sighed. 'I used Kenshin's body which I had froze in time to be Kaoru Kamiya's robot. She thought that she had gathered everything for him. Hair. . . clothes. . . She didn't. It was all me. . . and Kenshin. I tricked her, I'll admit that.'
Hiko looked at the clock. 'Two fifteen. . .' he thought. 'I put robotic parts in Kenshin's body. . .' he suddenly started to laugh. 'Yeah right! A robot? No way! Kenshin was never a robot! Never has been and never will. . . .' his chuckling faded. 'The robotic parts that they saw before . . . weren't real. They were just fakes to make it look like he was a robot. . .'
Hiko shifted on the couch and took a swig of his sake.
'He forgot everything. In fact, too much. He forgot what it was like to be real. He believed he was a robot, and it made it harder for his body to regain it's warmth and real touch. He couldn't feel anything. . . because he couldn't remember. . .'
Okina suddenly sat down next to Hiko on the couch in the living room. He frowned. "What are you thinking about my friend?" he asked.
Hiko sighed and looked to the ground. "Old mistakes. . ."
Okina faintly smiled a bitter smile. "Ah. . . I see. I remember some of my old mistakes. . ."
Hiko chuckled. "Some?"
Okina shook his head while smiling. "Well. . . I remember most of them. . ."
"Uh huhhhh. . ."
Okina scratched the back of his head, shamefully as he smiled. "Well I'm sure you can't remember all of your mistakes, correct?"
Hiko frowned. "I wish I'd have forgotten several mistakes I remember."
Okina's wrinkled face turned long. "Same here. I remember when I introduced Aoshi Shinomori to a baby little girl." He smiled, "I'm not sure if that was a mistake or a brilliant discovery."
Hiko smiled, too. "I'm sure those two will get along. . ." he said.
Okina sighed heavily. "I don't know. That boy. . . Soujiro Seta. . . he just might interfere with my matchmaking plans. . ."
Hiko chuckled. "Him? Oh I can assure you. . . He's not going to get anywhere as close as Aoshi already is."
Okina sighed once more. "You really think so?"
Hiko looked at the ground and thought, 'It's one of my many hopes. . .'
~*~
Misao fiddled with her hair. Oh how she really wished that Soujiro would wake up! But he didn't. . . he just wouldn't open his eyes. . .
"I'M BORED!!!!!!!" Yahiko suddenly screamed.
Misao's eyes widened as she gasped up at him. "Yahiko!! You'll wake up Sou-chan!!!"
Yahiko snickered. "I thought that's what you wanted!"
Misao put her hand to her mouth. "Did I say that aloud?"
"Everything. . ." Yahiko sneered. He then said in a high pitched voice, "Oh Sou-chan! Marry me! Ohohohohohohoho!!"
Misao suddenly turned from frightened to very angry. "YAHIKO-CHAN!!! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!!! JUST WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU LITTLE CREEP!!! . . . YAHIKO-CHAN!!!"
"DON'T CALL ME CHAN!!!"
"YAHIKO-CHAN!!!"
"NO CHAN!"
"CHAN!"
"NO CHAN!"
"CHAN!"
"NO-. . ."
A chuckled came from the other side of the room. Misao and Yahiko turned slowly to look at the bed. Before Yahiko knew it, he was being shoved out the door, and heard the lock snap shut.
Yahiko sighed. "Dang. . ." he whispered. Then he snickered softly and put his ear up to the door.
Misao stood with eyes wide open. A tear rolled down her cheek. "S-Sou- chan? You're. . . awake?"
Soujiro smiled happily, still in bed. "Yes. . . I am."
"H-How do you feel?"
"Very refreshed. . . thank you." Soujiro turned to the clock. "It's already two thirty? How long have I been asleep?"
Misao looked down at the ground. "About . . . four hours. . ."
"I see. . ." the answer was simple and soft.
Yahiko giggled madly while holding his mouth to keep himself quiet.
Silence.
"Oh Soujiro! I was so worried!"
Soujiro suddenly found himself being squashed to death by a smothering hug. He laughed happily. "Misao, really! Some modesty!"
Misao shook her head, giggling. "No Sou-chan! I can't stand it any longer! I can't hold back my feelings!" she pressed her lips against Soujiro's.
Yahiko was biting his lips until they bled; just to keep himself quiet.
Soujiro's eyes widened as Misao broke off the wonderful kiss.
Misao was practically in tears. . . of joy. "I love you so much! I do! And there's nothing that can stop me from loving you!"
Soujiro just laid there. . . silent as a ghost. Suddenly, he smiled from ear to ear. "I love you too . . . Misao-chan."
Misao practically fainted in joy as Soujiro brought his hands up and kissed her once more.
Yahiko couldn't confine himself any longer. He was about to burst out in laughter when somebody grabbed him and threw him down the hallway. "A little sneak, aren't we?" asked a slithering cold voice.
Yahiko looked up at the tall man. "W-Wha. . ."
Aoshi glared down at Yahiko. "Tell me! What did you hear?" he hissed.
Yahiko looked down. "N-Nothing. . ."
Aoshi grabbed Yahiko by the collar. "Tell me now, or you'll regret it! What is that man doing with my girlfriend?"
Yahiko's eyes widened. 'Girlfriend. . .?' He finally muttered, "Misao told Soujiro. . . that she loves him. And Soujiro. . . said he loves her. . ." he gasped when Aoshi let him go.
Aoshi's ice blue eyes were pierced with anger. They narrowed. 'Tenken. . . taste my boyfriend-domineering-meditating-very-ticked-off- wrath. . .'
To Be Continued. . .
Author's Notes: 'Tenken. . . taste my boyfriend-domineering- meditating-very-ticked-off-wrath. . .' HEHEHEH!! BUWAHAHA! HAHAHA! . . . Okay. * deep breath * I'm okay now. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! Thank you minna- sama!!! ^-^
Disclaimer: I don't own my muses, I just play with them.
On with the story!
Chapter Twenty-Nine
`~`~`~`~FLASH BACK~`~`~`~`
'It is raining, and raining very hard. Thunder can be heard overhead. Yes. Oh yes. It is just perfect. JUST PERFECT TO ACT MY ROLE OF A MAD SCIENTIST!!! BUWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!'
Hiko danced about the place, giggling and laughing madly. Yes! He would freak out the neighbors by acting all insane and creating weird little electronic 'things' and crying out, "YES!!! IT'S ALIVE!!! IT'S ALIVE!! BUWAHAHAHAHAH!!!"
The 'Buwahahahah' only added a touch of insanity to create more despair and more hunger in the stomachs of the neighbors to move to a far away country.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
Hiko rubbed his hands together, ready to scare away yet another person. "Coming!" he sang. He danced over to the door and opened it.
The sight that greeted him was not exactly the one he expected.
He expected a neighbor of his coming to complain, probably wearing nightshirts or bathrobes with pink bunny slippers, a night hat and a candle at hand with an extremely angry expression on their face.
Instead,
Crawling on the ground, a katana in hand was a red haired man. No! It wasn't a man! It was a boy! He must have been only sixteen or seventeen years old. But Hiko didn't need to know the boy's age in order to know who the boy was. There was only one red haired boy who would be knocking on his door at this hour of the night.
When the boy looked up, Hiko gasped to see a scar on his left cheek. It was bleeding, but it was obviously not fresh. Hiko had not seen the boy for about two years, and this scar was new.
Hiko noticed another thing. Fountains of tears ran down the boy's cheeks. Hiko frowned. "Come in, come in. What on earth have you been doing!?" he asked, and helped the boy to his feet.
Hiko decided this was not the time to be acting the role of a mad scientist.
The boy sat down wearily on a large red armchair. He sighed, and eyed Hiko as the older man poured a glass of milk, and handed it to the boy. The boy drank from it and was done immediately. He closed his eyes and seemed to look better as his bleeding stopped.
Hiko sat down in a chair next to the red armchair and glanced at the boy carefully. He wasn't sure if he should hug the boy or knock him upside the head. Obviously, the second one would not be wise in the condition the boy was in.
The first one. . . well. . . Hiko wasn't a hug kind of person.
"Alright. . . tell me what happened," Hiko asked the boy.
There was no response.
Hiko glared at the boy. "Baka deshi! Answer!"
". . .Master. . ." the boy choked; in tears. He turned his head away from Hiko. ". . .I cannot say. . ."
"Say it!" Hiko demanded. He was getting impatient.
Again, there was no response.
Hiko stood up and grabbed the boy's shoulders. "SHINTA! KENSHIN! BATTOUSAI!!! ONE OF YOU ANSWER ME!!!!"
The boy choked another sob, and to Hiko's great surprise, the boy buried his head in Hiko's chest. "Oh Master! I cannot stand the weight anymore! I feel like the weight of the world is on my shoulders! I cannot. . . I cannot live anymore! DON'T MAKE ME!!!"
Hiko's eyes widened as he gasped. "Nonsense. . . Why should you die? . . . Kenshin?"
Kenshin closed his eyes. "Dieing is the only way I can repent for the sins I have made. The only way Master, for the dead to have revenge upon me is for me to join them!" he choked another sob.
Hiko shook his head. "No, Baka deshi! The only way for you to repent for the sins you have made is by living!"
Kenshin opened his eyes; wide. "What. . .?"
"Protect the weak, baka deshi! Protect the weak!" Hiko told him.
Kenshin looked down at the ground. "I will. . . I will live. You are right. . . as usual. But. . ." Kenshin looked back up at Hiko. "I don't want to remember any of this! Please! I don't want to remember anything! Turn me into something different, use me as your experiment or anything! I just don't. . . I just don't want to remember!"
Hiko frowned. "I can't guarantee that you wouldn't remember forever. . ."
"Oh please Master! Please! Please save me. . ." Kenshin buried his face into Hiko chest once more.
Hiko couldn't help but pat Kenshin's head. "Alright. . . but are you sure?"
"Must I say it again?"
". . .No. I will make sure you can't remember any of this. Unfortunately, I don't know. . . how to use you in an experiment right now, but the day will come, baka deshi. Someday. . ."
Kenshin faintly smiled. "Oh thank you. . . thank you so much!" Kenshin opened his amber eyes and looked carefully into Hiko's eyes. "Promise me, that you'll tell everybody that I died. Please!"
Hiko was speechless. It was all so sudden. What could have made Kenshin outburst like this so suddenly?
Hiko would never know for the rest of his life.
He nodded. "Right. I promise. I will tell everybody that you died." Hiko smiled. "How about I tell them that you died heroically in a battle between life or death, eh?" he whispered.
Kenshin's sad and lonely face turned into a bitter smile. "Yes. . . a hero to the end. . ." he whispered sarcastically. He choked a sob and coughed a bit. He looked around. "It is late. . ." he whispered. "I wish to rest."
Hiko sighed and let go of Kenshin. He was a strong man, but if he hadn't been so strong, tears would have been streaming down his face. "Yes Kenshin," he whispered sadly as he watched Kenshin close his eyes and fall into sleep. ". . .Rest."
`~`~`~`~END FLASH BACK~`~`~`~`
Hiko shook his head in shame. 'I should have never done that. Never. If I hadn't. . . None of this would have happened.' He sighed. 'I used Kenshin's body which I had froze in time to be Kaoru Kamiya's robot. She thought that she had gathered everything for him. Hair. . . clothes. . . She didn't. It was all me. . . and Kenshin. I tricked her, I'll admit that.'
Hiko looked at the clock. 'Two fifteen. . .' he thought. 'I put robotic parts in Kenshin's body. . .' he suddenly started to laugh. 'Yeah right! A robot? No way! Kenshin was never a robot! Never has been and never will. . . .' his chuckling faded. 'The robotic parts that they saw before . . . weren't real. They were just fakes to make it look like he was a robot. . .'
Hiko shifted on the couch and took a swig of his sake.
'He forgot everything. In fact, too much. He forgot what it was like to be real. He believed he was a robot, and it made it harder for his body to regain it's warmth and real touch. He couldn't feel anything. . . because he couldn't remember. . .'
Okina suddenly sat down next to Hiko on the couch in the living room. He frowned. "What are you thinking about my friend?" he asked.
Hiko sighed and looked to the ground. "Old mistakes. . ."
Okina faintly smiled a bitter smile. "Ah. . . I see. I remember some of my old mistakes. . ."
Hiko chuckled. "Some?"
Okina shook his head while smiling. "Well. . . I remember most of them. . ."
"Uh huhhhh. . ."
Okina scratched the back of his head, shamefully as he smiled. "Well I'm sure you can't remember all of your mistakes, correct?"
Hiko frowned. "I wish I'd have forgotten several mistakes I remember."
Okina's wrinkled face turned long. "Same here. I remember when I introduced Aoshi Shinomori to a baby little girl." He smiled, "I'm not sure if that was a mistake or a brilliant discovery."
Hiko smiled, too. "I'm sure those two will get along. . ." he said.
Okina sighed heavily. "I don't know. That boy. . . Soujiro Seta. . . he just might interfere with my matchmaking plans. . ."
Hiko chuckled. "Him? Oh I can assure you. . . He's not going to get anywhere as close as Aoshi already is."
Okina sighed once more. "You really think so?"
Hiko looked at the ground and thought, 'It's one of my many hopes. . .'
~*~
Misao fiddled with her hair. Oh how she really wished that Soujiro would wake up! But he didn't. . . he just wouldn't open his eyes. . .
"I'M BORED!!!!!!!" Yahiko suddenly screamed.
Misao's eyes widened as she gasped up at him. "Yahiko!! You'll wake up Sou-chan!!!"
Yahiko snickered. "I thought that's what you wanted!"
Misao put her hand to her mouth. "Did I say that aloud?"
"Everything. . ." Yahiko sneered. He then said in a high pitched voice, "Oh Sou-chan! Marry me! Ohohohohohohoho!!"
Misao suddenly turned from frightened to very angry. "YAHIKO-CHAN!!! GET YOUR BUTT OVER HERE!!! JUST WAIT UNTIL I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, YOU LITTLE CREEP!!! . . . YAHIKO-CHAN!!!"
"DON'T CALL ME CHAN!!!"
"YAHIKO-CHAN!!!"
"NO CHAN!"
"CHAN!"
"NO CHAN!"
"CHAN!"
"NO-. . ."
A chuckled came from the other side of the room. Misao and Yahiko turned slowly to look at the bed. Before Yahiko knew it, he was being shoved out the door, and heard the lock snap shut.
Yahiko sighed. "Dang. . ." he whispered. Then he snickered softly and put his ear up to the door.
Misao stood with eyes wide open. A tear rolled down her cheek. "S-Sou- chan? You're. . . awake?"
Soujiro smiled happily, still in bed. "Yes. . . I am."
"H-How do you feel?"
"Very refreshed. . . thank you." Soujiro turned to the clock. "It's already two thirty? How long have I been asleep?"
Misao looked down at the ground. "About . . . four hours. . ."
"I see. . ." the answer was simple and soft.
Yahiko giggled madly while holding his mouth to keep himself quiet.
Silence.
"Oh Soujiro! I was so worried!"
Soujiro suddenly found himself being squashed to death by a smothering hug. He laughed happily. "Misao, really! Some modesty!"
Misao shook her head, giggling. "No Sou-chan! I can't stand it any longer! I can't hold back my feelings!" she pressed her lips against Soujiro's.
Yahiko was biting his lips until they bled; just to keep himself quiet.
Soujiro's eyes widened as Misao broke off the wonderful kiss.
Misao was practically in tears. . . of joy. "I love you so much! I do! And there's nothing that can stop me from loving you!"
Soujiro just laid there. . . silent as a ghost. Suddenly, he smiled from ear to ear. "I love you too . . . Misao-chan."
Misao practically fainted in joy as Soujiro brought his hands up and kissed her once more.
Yahiko couldn't confine himself any longer. He was about to burst out in laughter when somebody grabbed him and threw him down the hallway. "A little sneak, aren't we?" asked a slithering cold voice.
Yahiko looked up at the tall man. "W-Wha. . ."
Aoshi glared down at Yahiko. "Tell me! What did you hear?" he hissed.
Yahiko looked down. "N-Nothing. . ."
Aoshi grabbed Yahiko by the collar. "Tell me now, or you'll regret it! What is that man doing with my girlfriend?"
Yahiko's eyes widened. 'Girlfriend. . .?' He finally muttered, "Misao told Soujiro. . . that she loves him. And Soujiro. . . said he loves her. . ." he gasped when Aoshi let him go.
Aoshi's ice blue eyes were pierced with anger. They narrowed. 'Tenken. . . taste my boyfriend-domineering-meditating-very-ticked-off- wrath. . .'
To Be Continued. . .
Author's Notes: 'Tenken. . . taste my boyfriend-domineering- meditating-very-ticked-off-wrath. . .' HEHEHEH!! BUWAHAHA! HAHAHA! . . . Okay. * deep breath * I'm okay now. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!!! Thank you minna- sama!!! ^-^