Weaselbyte: well this is the part where I try to make it funny, wish me luck.
Fanficdemon: bows well done Kamon-son, you have pleased me, enraged look but you have also failed, you have changed the character...
Weaselbyte: hiss it's weasel byte not Kamon, and it's MY story
Both: grr growl and so on
Early Morning, Front Yard
Kamon walked out of his room to go threw his morning routine in the front yard, he was walking quietly his bare feet making less sound the cloth over marble but he was too distracted until the last minute to hear sano, right as he was turning a corner, he froze with fear recognizing the other voice.
"Sano, my old friend, how've you been," the voice hissed filled with obvious contempt for sano, "it's been, a life time"
"What are you doing here Zako," sano glared at this man, he could have lived a million years without seeing that scarred face again, "this is not your territory, and I owe your guild, NOTHING!"
"Such rage, for old friends sano, the master would be so displeased, but to the point, I'm looking for a certain friend of mine, you know him, though he's aged a bit, little scamp got scared on his last mission and now the boss is trying to help him back out, "the lying man's eyes narrowed waiting for sano to slip and revile if kamon had been here
Sano thought for a moment appearing to think if he had recognized anyone lately but was actually thinking up a good excuse, "can you describe this, "scamp" I could use more to go by, although..." zako leaned forward intently, " we have one runt here called yahico, "he chuckled a little to himself"
Zako's eyes narrowed dangerously, "a certain dress wearing boy who happens to be rather good with a boken..."
Sano exhaled weirdly, "he's in trouble, what did he do?"
"It doesn't matter what, though you sound as though you've seen him," he now spoke threw gritted teeth and fingered his dagger hilt, "where is he?"
"I have seen him,"
"Traitor!" kamon mouthed quietly
"He came threw a couple day's ago, said he was on his way home from tracking an embassador."
The slender man eyed him closely and finally seemed satisfied and went out the doorway quietly whispering under his breath, "you terrible liar you..."
Kamon slipped out from the corner a moment later, "I'm sorry sano, I'll leave today, I'll head east to china and th... " he was cut off as kenshin stepped out from behind him and put a hand on his shoulder.
"You cannot leave yet kamon, you still own yahico a duel and maybe miss kaoru if you're challenging the school," kenshin shrugged, "besides, where safer then among allies,"
a minute later yahico stepped out followed closely by kaoru who asked tiredly, "are you two ready?"
"Born ready!" shouted a now very lively yahico
Kamon lowerd his head then smiled and turned to face yahico, "sure, lets do this," he squared off against yahico in and casual stance, "traditional duel rules, three point finish, one round to test opponents, CAN I GET A COUNT DOWN?"
Yahico smiled widely and nearly laughed aloud as he assumed a fighting stance his blade aligned for a forward stab, a test of speed. Kamon mean while picked up a thin iron frying pan behind his back as he cracked his neck, sano and kenshin tried to suppress there laughter, and yahico checked his stance thinking he must have made a mistake.
"3!... 2, "called off kaoru wondering why kamon had not assumed a fighting stance, finally she shrugged and called out, "1!"
Yahico leaned forward letting gravity pull him slightly before springing off his back foot and lunging at the still unmoving kamon his sword point leading, once he was nearly half way there, and needing only take one more step, he was sure he had the first strike.
He blinked only once and let out a yell, but at the end of his lunge he found his sword and been led astray by... a frying pan? Next moment kamon had a fistful of yahico's robe shirt and he was being tossed backward his momentum fully reversed.
He hit the ground and stumbled back a few steps, and watched as a smiling kamon tossed the pan to the side hitting sano's foot causing him to jump and land on kenshin's foot, both fell over nusing there wounded toes, both missed yahico's nexto lunge, an angry over head chop, which kamon side stepped and poked yahico in the belly by drawing his sword and jabbing the hilt, in the same movement he drew it sliding it along yahico's side and spinning around mis swing tapping little yahico's back, at the same time yahico managed to get his blade around and hit his knee cap.
"OW! You little devil you've crippled me," he Shouted and fell over feigning injury then lashed out taking yahico's footing, "rematch?"
Yahico turned toward him from where he lay breathing heavily, "sure, but Just Kendo this time! Jerk..."
Weaselbyte: I'm working on another story now, but it doesn't feel right yet so I don't know if I'll even get it up, it's a D&D one for those fans out there... neat little halfling rouge dude from Thesk...
Anyway R&R and I might continue this one...
