Disclaimer: That's it! I never said anything about claiming anything Rurouni Kenshin! Never will! (Unless by some weird circumstance Watsuki sells it to me!)

Nanakiyoda: Okay, Gotta be truthful to my readers. This only my second fanfic and I'm coming up with this off the top of my head. I do read fanfics a lot but I wouldn't call myself an expert to the matter. So yeah…

Tealraptor: Wait a tic…you're being truthful?!

Nanakiyoda: Uh yeah…I only lie to teachers and that's to get my ass out of trouble.

Tealraptor: So…then tell the readers how you come up with these fanfics!

Nanakiyoda: How 'bout we get to what they came here for…hm?

BTW: A couple of years later…

The memory shook me awake. I sprang up in a cold sweat breathing hard. That day was the worst day of my life. His horrified look in his eyes continued to haunt me. Standing up, I re-adjusted my yukata and ran for the door. Finding a bush, I hurled my guts out. It wasn't the fact of the look in his eyes that scared me, it was what he had done afterward for revenge.

Walking into the dojo where her brother was, she sighed as she reached the door, glad that he had returned from the war. She was elated that he had survived it. Slowly opening the door, she crept inside to keep from awakening him, oddly not noticing the stench in the air. Smiling as she kneeled over him, she brushed his hair back, but stopped when she saw his eyes were open. That's when she realized his eyes were glazed over and he wasn't breathing. She felt for a pulse but there was none. She started to panic, but kept calm as she tried to revive him. His skin was cold, and she backed away when she saw the blood stains on his yukata that the darkness had previously concealed. Shaking, she slowly opened it to see the wound in his chest. She gasped and puked immediately, discovering the words carved in his chest. Wiping her mouth on her own yukata, she read them aloud.

"Only in a world so cold…with love, Hirosha" I repeated those same words carved upon Sanosuke's chest so long ago. Fighting the urge to throw-up again, I walked back inside the dojo again. I had long since gotten over the grief of my brother's death but the sight and Hirosha's face continuously haunted my dreams and prevented me from getting any sleep. It had been years since I had a full nights rest. Slowly trudging my way to the kitchen to wash my mouth out, knowing full well that I wouldn't be able to return to sleep.

That morning

"Ohaiyo busu!" My best student Yahiko called out as he walked into the dojo. I had rescued Him from the Yakusa two years ago when I found out he was tricked into working for them. He had devoted himself towards trying to get me to show any other emotion other than coldness by instigating me. It never worked.

"Two hundred strokes now." I responded and pointed him in the direction of the shinais. He grumbled something as he walked over to them but I didn't hear them clearly. Sensing a high amount of Ki nearby, I quickly grabbed my bokken and walked over to it, just beyond the gate. The gate busted down and in walked one of Hirosha's gang. He was tall, had black hair and hazel green eyes. He was easily given away by the aku sign on his left shoulder upon his dark blue haori. He unsheathed his katana and smirked at me. It was starting to get annoying, Hirosha sending his assassins after me. The police wouldn't do anything, they were on his payroll. I decided it was time to send him a message.

"Hello the little lady. Ready to die yet? Or should we star going after the kid?" The assassin asked in a daring voice. I kept my stare, but cracked my neck.

"Involve the kid? This is between him and I. The kid's done nothing. Killing him would do nothing to hurt me." I stated. The assassin laughed and readied his stance.

"You are heartless aren't you? Shame what you did to the last guy. He's paralyzed you know, or at least he was. Hirosha had me kill him for his incompetence" He said.

"How dare you call me heartless when you killed a paralyzed man? Personally, I'm getting tired of this game so send Hirosha a message for me will you?" I asked and prepared to strike him, voice still cold. He cocked his head.

"Yeah? What would that be?" He said. I closed my eyes and prepared.

"This." I responded. Charging forth, I jumped over him, entangled him arm, pinned it to his back and snapped my wrist into it, breaking it. Before he could scream, I knocked his katana free and slammed my bokken into his throat to cause him extreme pain. He fell to the ground, gasping for air. I still stared at him. The same cold stare as if nothing had happened. Grabbing his own katana, I walked back to him and rammed the hilt into his eye. He screamed loudly. Flipping the katana over, I ran it through his left leg and turned back to the dojo, knowing he wouldn't have the strength to get up attack me from behind.

"You…bitch…" He spat from behind me. I heard him run towards me. Without looking back, I elbowed him in the gut and upper-cutted him in the jaw, sending him flying in the air. Continuing to walk back to the dojo, I heard him hit the ground.

"It would be wise to stay on the ground or crawl from here." I said. Hearing him get up once more, I had to give him credit. Most people wouldn't even get up after having their arm broken and eye busted beyond repair.

"I must kill you or have my own life taken!" He yelled and ran at me again. I turned to him and saw that he had pulled his katana out of his leg, which was bleeding profusely.

"That was your mistake and choice, not mine." I said and ducked from his sword, High kicked him in the jaw the slammed him in the temple with my bokken. He fell to the ground, to weak to move. I wouldn't kill him. Hirosha could do that himself. Walking back to the dojo, Yahiko ran up to me, having finished his strokes and hearing the assassin's scream. His eyes fell to the assassin and darted back to me.

"Wha…" He started to ask but I returned the stare.

"Nothing of importance." I answered as cold as ever. Only in a world so cold.

OWARI!

Nanakiyoda: Only in a world so cold…such an inspiring song by Mudvayne.

Tealraptor: Is that all you listen too?

Nanakiyoda: No, but it's far better than the crap you listen to.

Tealraptor: Leave Brittany alone!

Nanakiyoda: That's sad and pathetic. Defend yourself better.

Tealraptor: Banzai chibbi chan churoo!

Nanakiyoda: Never mind.

BTW: How were the fighting scene descriptions?

BTW: Gomen nasai for killing Sano off but I had to have him make an appearance somehow…promise I'll make it up to you by Sano not have gone done without a fight.

BTW: You won't see Kenshin in this because this is based on the idea that Tomoe didn't sacrifice herself. Therefore, he is dead. Gomen for that one too.

BTW: Won't see Megumi either since Sano isn't alive to stop her from…well you know.

BTW: Aoshi and Misao will make an appearance but won't die. I promise!

REVIEW onegai!