Disclaimer: Well, I tried to own then, but my bank account fizzled, just
like my plans for world domination.
A/N: Just wanted to let you know that this is set in Japan, but it's a slightly different Japan that has an odd god/goddess based religion. So you'll read about gi and hakama and kimono and hear characters talk about Kyoto and Tokyo and other Japanese cities and maybe even some tourist sites, but please don't imagine that I know anything definitive about Japan and that the god/goddesses are really worshipped/yelled at there (you'll understand later). I wonder if I can somehow fit time traveling schoolgirls and Tokyo Tower in here somewhere. Hmmm..
Chapter 4: Trying to Concentrate
Shinomori Aoshi, I've heard that name before in conjunction with several different things. Cold drinks, snow ball fights, slushies and one particularly annoying little weasel girl who I thankfully have never had the honor of meeting. Oh, Kami-sama no...
"Hi!" She's walking up to me, a small, dark haired girl in an indecent amount of clothing. She's probably not nearly as sweaty as me right now, though. I might have to consider that style the next time I decide to fight in the middle of summer.
"You're the one fighting Aoshi-Sama, ne?"
Should I reply? Will she hit me, poison me, or just stay here and annoy me. I'm trying to concentrate, dammit!
"Yes, I am," I carefully reply.
"Oh goody," she jumps around a bit. How endearingly cute. "He's never really fought a female, well, he's sparred with me, but that's about it and that was a long time ago when he was still training me."
Training? This girl is Oniwabanshuu? What is the world coming to?
"I just wanted to let you know that I hope you give him a good fight, 'cause he really needs someone to bring him down a notch." She's grinning like a loon.
"You want me... to give him.. A good fight? Shouldn't you be wanting him to win?" I am utterly confused
"Oh, yes, I want my Aoshi-sama to win, but I just want you to know that I'm rooting for you too even though I know he's probably gonna make mincemeat of you." She looks up at the sky in consideration of... her next flagrantly insulting wish for my demise, maybe?
"Oh, that's right! My name. I haven't introduced myself yet, but it's weird since you seem to know me already. I'm Misao, Makimachi Misao. You're Himura Kenshin, aren't you."
More of a statement than a question, I see no need to answer that. I remain in my sitting position and stare at her. Maybe she'll just go away.
"Soooo.. Where're you from?"
I give up. It is no use, that it is not. First Lady Fujita, now Misao, just to top it all off I'll probably see Shishou walking towards me any minute, either that or find him sneaking up behind me in an attempt to humiliate me. "I am from the Kyoto area, that I am. Shishou trained me in the forests to the west of the city."
"Shishou?"
"My master. Shishou is an ancient word used to describe ones teacher, that it is. He decided that it was an appropriate title for himself." Yeah, after finding the most student degrading way for them to speak to their masters he decided for himself.
"Is he here today? Did your Shishou come to watch you? I bet he's real proud of how well you've done." Misao smiled wide and jumped up on the table beside me. I saw your first fight since I had just finished watching Aoshi-Sama win his. He fought just before you."
Aoshi-Sama fought just before me? Did she mean the guy with the evil ice glare? The eyebrow of death attack? I have to fight him? Did I really just think of him as Aoshi-Sama? Will I destroy his tiny little world just because of that? You bet your geta I will. No man's name sneaks into my mind along with a -Sama attached unless they've been able to defeat me in combat, Shishou excepted of course. Training isn't considered real combat, at least it's not supposed to be, and I would rather cut my hair than add a -Sama to Shishou's name. Wow, Misao's been chattering this entire time? Maybe I should pay attention.
To Be Continued Next Chapter: Icicle Vs. Girl
Author's second note I JUST realized that I had this sitting around waiting for more when it could very well do as a short chapter all by itself. So enjoy!
And one other thing. I am calling on all FanFic readers to please read Heart of Innocence by Keitaro-Tenshi. This author is having serious doubts regarding continuing this wonderful story due to a flame review. Keitaro also smartly deleted the review so I couldn't go find the person who did it and arrange for a lynch mob. Please help Keitaro realize that one flamer isn't worth quitting! Thankyou in advance. (
A/N: Just wanted to let you know that this is set in Japan, but it's a slightly different Japan that has an odd god/goddess based religion. So you'll read about gi and hakama and kimono and hear characters talk about Kyoto and Tokyo and other Japanese cities and maybe even some tourist sites, but please don't imagine that I know anything definitive about Japan and that the god/goddesses are really worshipped/yelled at there (you'll understand later). I wonder if I can somehow fit time traveling schoolgirls and Tokyo Tower in here somewhere. Hmmm..
Chapter 4: Trying to Concentrate
Shinomori Aoshi, I've heard that name before in conjunction with several different things. Cold drinks, snow ball fights, slushies and one particularly annoying little weasel girl who I thankfully have never had the honor of meeting. Oh, Kami-sama no...
"Hi!" She's walking up to me, a small, dark haired girl in an indecent amount of clothing. She's probably not nearly as sweaty as me right now, though. I might have to consider that style the next time I decide to fight in the middle of summer.
"You're the one fighting Aoshi-Sama, ne?"
Should I reply? Will she hit me, poison me, or just stay here and annoy me. I'm trying to concentrate, dammit!
"Yes, I am," I carefully reply.
"Oh goody," she jumps around a bit. How endearingly cute. "He's never really fought a female, well, he's sparred with me, but that's about it and that was a long time ago when he was still training me."
Training? This girl is Oniwabanshuu? What is the world coming to?
"I just wanted to let you know that I hope you give him a good fight, 'cause he really needs someone to bring him down a notch." She's grinning like a loon.
"You want me... to give him.. A good fight? Shouldn't you be wanting him to win?" I am utterly confused
"Oh, yes, I want my Aoshi-sama to win, but I just want you to know that I'm rooting for you too even though I know he's probably gonna make mincemeat of you." She looks up at the sky in consideration of... her next flagrantly insulting wish for my demise, maybe?
"Oh, that's right! My name. I haven't introduced myself yet, but it's weird since you seem to know me already. I'm Misao, Makimachi Misao. You're Himura Kenshin, aren't you."
More of a statement than a question, I see no need to answer that. I remain in my sitting position and stare at her. Maybe she'll just go away.
"Soooo.. Where're you from?"
I give up. It is no use, that it is not. First Lady Fujita, now Misao, just to top it all off I'll probably see Shishou walking towards me any minute, either that or find him sneaking up behind me in an attempt to humiliate me. "I am from the Kyoto area, that I am. Shishou trained me in the forests to the west of the city."
"Shishou?"
"My master. Shishou is an ancient word used to describe ones teacher, that it is. He decided that it was an appropriate title for himself." Yeah, after finding the most student degrading way for them to speak to their masters he decided for himself.
"Is he here today? Did your Shishou come to watch you? I bet he's real proud of how well you've done." Misao smiled wide and jumped up on the table beside me. I saw your first fight since I had just finished watching Aoshi-Sama win his. He fought just before you."
Aoshi-Sama fought just before me? Did she mean the guy with the evil ice glare? The eyebrow of death attack? I have to fight him? Did I really just think of him as Aoshi-Sama? Will I destroy his tiny little world just because of that? You bet your geta I will. No man's name sneaks into my mind along with a -Sama attached unless they've been able to defeat me in combat, Shishou excepted of course. Training isn't considered real combat, at least it's not supposed to be, and I would rather cut my hair than add a -Sama to Shishou's name. Wow, Misao's been chattering this entire time? Maybe I should pay attention.
To Be Continued Next Chapter: Icicle Vs. Girl
Author's second note I JUST realized that I had this sitting around waiting for more when it could very well do as a short chapter all by itself. So enjoy!
And one other thing. I am calling on all FanFic readers to please read Heart of Innocence by Keitaro-Tenshi. This author is having serious doubts regarding continuing this wonderful story due to a flame review. Keitaro also smartly deleted the review so I couldn't go find the person who did it and arrange for a lynch mob. Please help Keitaro realize that one flamer isn't worth quitting! Thankyou in advance. (