Chapter Two: A fateful meeting.
Now, only Saitou and Shizuka were wondering around the town, aimlessly. Every now and then Shizuka dragged Saitou into a shop, pointing out all the daggers and swords. He just smiled and just nodded his head. She looked up at him. "You know what, uncle Saitou?" she said as she looked at him. "What?" he said as he knelt down to face her. "You have a cute smile, you should smile more often!" She said and she saw a blush on his face. "Uncle Saitou blushing," She chanted as she looked at one of the best-looking swords she had ever seen in her life as a seven year old. It was a long curved point tip sword with rubies, emeralds, and sapphires caked in the hilt. In addition, there was an en graving on it. Saitou walked over and knelt again, looked and reading the engraving. The engraving was this: ??? ????? ?. It was Shizuka's name. Saitou asked if he could hold the blade. The merchant gave him it and he looked closely at the blade. He was correct; it was Shizuka's name. He bought it for 500 yen and the sheath for an additional 100 yen. He slid the blade inside the beautiful sheath. It had the same '??? ????? ?' engraving upon it. It had black and purple jewels caked in it to. He then knelt down to Shizuka's height. "Here," he said as he handed her the blade. She took it in surprise as she looked at him, then the sheath, then back at him. "Why for me?" she asked him, her eyes looking puzzled. "Because you are going to need it..." He murmured as he stood. They walked out of the shop and headed back toward the hut. "Enough for today," He said as he walked in. She followed him as the sun slowly set in the horizon. They ate, and prepared for bed, Shizuka, keeping the sword with her so no one tried to thief it from her.