disclaimer-Sadly, I do not own the RK gang.

The New Kid

'Every once in a while I remember those events that occurred that dreary day when death over took all the ones I once loved. I still can't sleep at night for the fear of having to face them all again. So I sit... I sit and remember them my final hours growing nearer.'

An unyielding stature of a man appeared, standing in the dark alley listening, waiting for something that didn't seem to exist in the dark, secluded alleyway, separated from the rest of Kyoto.

Suddenly as if on prompt numerous men filled the alleyway. Each dressed in black and each wearing sun glasses even though it was pitch black. The man standing on the other side of the alley crouched into a fighting stance and put his hand over the handle of his katana. He stared at the men sizing them up for an attack.

"Pathetic." was all the man said suddenly springing from his position attacking the men. The men started to pull out there handguns to fire upon the man with gold glowing eyes, but before any could even fire there guns the man had taken out half the black clothed men.

The last of the men started to fire. The golden eyed man easily dodged the bullets and swiftly took out the remainder of the men. As the last of the men fell the golden eyed man turned and walked away leaving nothing but death in his wake.

"Twelve bodies were found in an alleyway in West Jinjuko Sunday at 10 pm. The victims where believed to have been killed by same person who had been responsible for the Kyoto Massacre a few years back..." Misoa read aloud to Karou as they walked down the road to there school.

"If any one has any information about who this modern day 'Hitokiri Battousi' is then please contact the police..." the slightly taller girl sighed "So they are recognizing him as the Hitokiri Battousi now. What a shame those idiots didn't realize that sooner. They wouldn't have lost there men. What a shame."

"Anyways Karou where is Aoshi this morning, I figured he and Sano would plan a man hunt or something for this dude." Misoa asked.

"I have no idea. That's probably exactly what they are doing." Karou said knowing that her brother probably thought it was his responsibility to find this Battousi since he was the leader of the Owniwabain Group. Ever since there parents were killed from a mysterious fire he had started training. Karou had no idea where her elder brother had gone. He wasn't any where in sight when she woke up that morning.

Karou arrived at her first class and took her seat at the back of the class room waiting for class to start. The ell rang and the teacher entered. The class leader stood and spoke "Stand, bow, sit!" and returned to her seat. The teacher announced "Class, we have a new student joining us today," a boy with bright red hair strolled into the classroom with bluish-green eyes and a scar going straight down his check on one side. He wore the normal black uniform but he surprisingly made the outfit work, Karou thought to herself. "This is Kenshin Himura, he moved here from Tokyo. Kenshin you may take sit beside Shinamore-san, Shinamore-san please raise your hand.

Kenshin looked at the girl and walked towards her. He took the empty sit beside her and thought to himself 'Shinamore?! The leaders of the Owniwabain Group!?

"Shinamore-san you will be Himura-san's guide around the school for now so I suggest you get to know each other a little better after class. So Class lets begin.

Karou couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong with the new kid but didn't really care because she in some what of a trance from getting to be guide to one of the cutest guys she's ever seen, since it was usually the class leaders job to show the new kids around and god only knows that slut Tomoe would have her hands all over this guy.

As soon as she thought of it she instantly looked up at Tomoe who threw her a dirty look. Karou just smiled sweetly and waved at her. Tomoe squinted at her as she turned and looked up at the board.

Karou thought to herself 'This should be interesting,' and began taking notes.