December 10, 1854
Kenshin sipped his sake, the taste bitter-sweet as it slightly burned when it went down his throat. He was once again in contact with people, not counting the run in with the female swordswoman in the woods. He was at a bar and surrounded by friendly townspeople. According to them he was in a little town called Shinsei, which means "rebirth". They said it was a town for new beginnings and redemption is often found.
'Yeah right,' Kenshin thought as he put down his sake. Kenshin left the restaurant and entered the rain. It felt cool on his skin and made him feel somewhat refreshed. But when he looked down at the ground he saw pools of blood on the sidewalk signs of a rain of blood to come. It was time again, his skin was sleeked with sweat and he felt an overwhelming bliss. 'No,' he thought.
It wasn't time; he didn't want his blood lust to come back until the next time he saw one of those fat pigs who has benefited from the Shogunate. He wanted to kill them, but he didn't really want to kill innocent people. Yet, he needed to kill tonight. His blood ran hot.
This might not be happening if had just killed that girl from the other night. She was so cocky; she really had got on his nerves. But he knew she had the right to brag, she was very strong. Stronger than any of the men he had ever met where. He didn't really want to kill her though, something about her made him just not be able to.
Kenshin glided through the shadows trying to suppress his hunger for blood. He saw a woman sitting on the side of the street next to a small little fire on the edge of the woods. He could only see the back of her head and he smiled evilly. 'No, not a woman,' his mind told him, but his body disobeyed and he licked his lips drawing closer to her.
He slowly unsheathed his sword and attacked. He quickly ended up right next to her and he lifted his sword up and quickly slashed at her right side. But it didn't hit soft flesh like he expected, but a steely hardness. He looked over at the women's face and it was hidden by her bangs. But then she shifted her face and he met the same insolent eyes he had seen two weeks ago. She smirked at him. "Well, what do ya' know?"
He jumped back, to brace for her next attack. He could say he was somewhat surprised, but yet he wasn't. He knew she would keep her promise of finding him again. Unfortunately for her though, she wouldn't be able to keep her other promise of killing him. But, she didn't attack.
"What. Are you now scared. Scared of me. The great hitokori of the revolution." He grinned at her and she just grinned back. "Terrified. But assassin, I think I have realized that you have a slight problem hm? You want to kill me tonight don't you? I have been watching you and noticed that you have a little problem of controlling your urge to kill hm?" He let his grin fall. "So you have been following me." Her grin just widened and she just laughed. "What's so funny." Kenshin sneered. She then shrugged and said simply, "I'm just the curious one now assassin. It seems that you have deserted your post at the Ishin Shishi ne? Therefore, am I correct in saying that you have become a little bit of a ronin hm?"
"That is true, I will not deny it. You should run now though if you seem to know that I am out for blood. I become somewhat relentless." She unsheathed her sword, "That's okay, I have no problem." So a second battle ensued.
Kenshin took his Battoujitsu stance and extended his right foot forward and prepared for a fierce attack. His opponent on the other hand, took a stance similar to the style that the Shinsingumi often used. Kenshin once again licked his lips and his fiery red bangs drooped over his eyes.
In another one eighth of a millisecond the two attacked each other. She aimed for his throat and Kenshin in aimed for her heart. There was a blinding delay of sparks and the attack abruptly ended just as it had abruptly started. He came up unscathed except for a small cut on the side of his neck and he turned around to look at what his opponent's condition was. He just watched her stand there for a second, her back turned. Then, er knees seemed to buckle and she fell.
She fell onto the ground and into a tiny puddle. Kenshin slowly walked over and loomed over her. He knelt down and rolled her over, checking her wrist for a pulse. Sure enough it was there, but faint. She seemed unharmed except for a small tear on her hakama. It would be so easy to kill her off now, but Kenshin was split in two. He felt like he wanted to kill her like it was a physical need, but his mind reeled wanting him to help her. He rubbed his head as he tried to think about what to do when he heard someone say, "What the hell?"
Without hesitation in one slash Kenshin single handedly cut the person behind him in half. It was a police officer, but you could barely tell that now with him being lying there on the floor in two halves once consisting of a whole. His lust now satisfied Kenshin put away his sword and knelt back down to pick up the young woman. He lifted her up and cradled her in his arms as he carried her off into the forest.
Kenshin sipped his sake, the taste bitter-sweet as it slightly burned when it went down his throat. He was once again in contact with people, not counting the run in with the female swordswoman in the woods. He was at a bar and surrounded by friendly townspeople. According to them he was in a little town called Shinsei, which means "rebirth". They said it was a town for new beginnings and redemption is often found.
'Yeah right,' Kenshin thought as he put down his sake. Kenshin left the restaurant and entered the rain. It felt cool on his skin and made him feel somewhat refreshed. But when he looked down at the ground he saw pools of blood on the sidewalk signs of a rain of blood to come. It was time again, his skin was sleeked with sweat and he felt an overwhelming bliss. 'No,' he thought.
It wasn't time; he didn't want his blood lust to come back until the next time he saw one of those fat pigs who has benefited from the Shogunate. He wanted to kill them, but he didn't really want to kill innocent people. Yet, he needed to kill tonight. His blood ran hot.
This might not be happening if had just killed that girl from the other night. She was so cocky; she really had got on his nerves. But he knew she had the right to brag, she was very strong. Stronger than any of the men he had ever met where. He didn't really want to kill her though, something about her made him just not be able to.
Kenshin glided through the shadows trying to suppress his hunger for blood. He saw a woman sitting on the side of the street next to a small little fire on the edge of the woods. He could only see the back of her head and he smiled evilly. 'No, not a woman,' his mind told him, but his body disobeyed and he licked his lips drawing closer to her.
He slowly unsheathed his sword and attacked. He quickly ended up right next to her and he lifted his sword up and quickly slashed at her right side. But it didn't hit soft flesh like he expected, but a steely hardness. He looked over at the women's face and it was hidden by her bangs. But then she shifted her face and he met the same insolent eyes he had seen two weeks ago. She smirked at him. "Well, what do ya' know?"
He jumped back, to brace for her next attack. He could say he was somewhat surprised, but yet he wasn't. He knew she would keep her promise of finding him again. Unfortunately for her though, she wouldn't be able to keep her other promise of killing him. But, she didn't attack.
"What. Are you now scared. Scared of me. The great hitokori of the revolution." He grinned at her and she just grinned back. "Terrified. But assassin, I think I have realized that you have a slight problem hm? You want to kill me tonight don't you? I have been watching you and noticed that you have a little problem of controlling your urge to kill hm?" He let his grin fall. "So you have been following me." Her grin just widened and she just laughed. "What's so funny." Kenshin sneered. She then shrugged and said simply, "I'm just the curious one now assassin. It seems that you have deserted your post at the Ishin Shishi ne? Therefore, am I correct in saying that you have become a little bit of a ronin hm?"
"That is true, I will not deny it. You should run now though if you seem to know that I am out for blood. I become somewhat relentless." She unsheathed her sword, "That's okay, I have no problem." So a second battle ensued.
Kenshin took his Battoujitsu stance and extended his right foot forward and prepared for a fierce attack. His opponent on the other hand, took a stance similar to the style that the Shinsingumi often used. Kenshin once again licked his lips and his fiery red bangs drooped over his eyes.
In another one eighth of a millisecond the two attacked each other. She aimed for his throat and Kenshin in aimed for her heart. There was a blinding delay of sparks and the attack abruptly ended just as it had abruptly started. He came up unscathed except for a small cut on the side of his neck and he turned around to look at what his opponent's condition was. He just watched her stand there for a second, her back turned. Then, er knees seemed to buckle and she fell.
She fell onto the ground and into a tiny puddle. Kenshin slowly walked over and loomed over her. He knelt down and rolled her over, checking her wrist for a pulse. Sure enough it was there, but faint. She seemed unharmed except for a small tear on her hakama. It would be so easy to kill her off now, but Kenshin was split in two. He felt like he wanted to kill her like it was a physical need, but his mind reeled wanting him to help her. He rubbed his head as he tried to think about what to do when he heard someone say, "What the hell?"
Without hesitation in one slash Kenshin single handedly cut the person behind him in half. It was a police officer, but you could barely tell that now with him being lying there on the floor in two halves once consisting of a whole. His lust now satisfied Kenshin put away his sword and knelt back down to pick up the young woman. He lifted her up and cradled her in his arms as he carried her off into the forest.