Disclaimer: Give me a break people. I'm 16 and don't have a job or outrageously rich parents so what are the chances of me owning it hm?

Nanakiyoda: I warned him and warned him but no, we gotta keep annoying the authoress. So, Tealraptor won't be in this chapter. It's not that big of a loss now is it? Anyways, on with the story. Oh, and someday, I will give my reviewers individual recognition.

BTW: That morning.

I was resting at the lake, feet in the water, leaning back with my eyes closed. I felt a muscular hand grab my shoulders gently. I breathed in steadily and relaxed completely.

"Miss Kamiya…" I heard him say. I decided to open my eyes to look at him.

It wasn't the Battousai holding me. Instead, it was a very worried Misao. I glared at her as I brushed her hands off my shoulders. She smiled and hugged me. I pushed her off me. Yahiko was laughing in the corner of my shoji. Aoshi was standing behind Misao, shaking his head, with his arms crossed. Misao got back up and blushed.

"What are you trying to do?" I asked her coldly, glaring as much as my eyes could handle. She blushed even more, her face as red as the Battousai's hair.

"I was worried. You weren't up and Yahiko said this was unusual for you and then we came in and you're wearing this blood cover haori and you weren't moving and…" she kept talking in a continuous manner without taking a single breath.

"And you're annoying me." I said, interrupting her. She got up and left, smiling with Yahiko and Aoshi following her. I fell back on my futon. What in the hell? Why was I expecting the Battousai? Why did I have an actual dream about him? Dammit! Standing up, I changed into my white gi and hakama but threw the haori on as well. I left my shoji and walked to the kitchen where Misao was cooking breakfast. I sat down across from Aoshi. Yahiko was helping Misao cook…in silence. That's weird for the kid.

"Miss Kamiya, I think it is time we discuss the details of the operation." Aoshi said.

"It involves Hirosha some way doesn't it?" I said and look deadly intent at him.

"Yes, Hirosha is the main target. He recently partnered himself with a Kanryuu. The Oniwaban were employed to protect Kanryuu but one of Hirosha's men slaughtered them all. I need your assistance in taking down some of Hirosha's men until I find Hirosha and kill him…" Aoshi started to explain but I stood up and grabbed Aoshi by the throat, lifting the man into the air. Misao whirled around, dropping her knife in shock.

"Why he is your goal I do not know nor care but I will not allow you to have Hirosha's blood upon your undeserving hands. Hirosha is to be killed by me and only me. Besides, Hirosha is incapable of killing a human being, let alone feed himself." I growled out in my lowest voice possible and dropped Aoshi unto the ground. He rubbed his throat but stood up with no difficulty. Misao was glaring at me angrily. Like she matters to me.

"We both want the same man dead. What do you propose in that case?" Aoshi asked.

"I'll kill him. You can do with what you wish with his body and men but I will be the one to run him through with a sword." I answered, leaving the kitchen and further more leaving the dojo. Everyone around here has a reason to kill Hirosha but I am the one who caused it and I will be the one to fix it, come hell or high water. A breeze picked up and the haori fluttered against my skin. I looked down at it. The Battousai was betrayed and died for it. I'm lucky; all I got for being betrayed was a dead brother and an asshole on my hands. Perhaps I should check into this Battousai. It wouldn't hurt. I continued to walk into town where I got dodgy looks. Any man who started to check me out stopped when they saw the blood. This haori must be my good luck charm. Finally, I came up to this teahouse, frequented by old men and soldiers. When I entered, a couple of guys came over to me. Guess that didn't last very long now did it?

"Hello there missy. Are you lost or something? Perhaps I could help you out? First, we'll need to get you out of that dirty old rag…hehe" The closet one laughed out with lust in his eyes. I looked at him. An example is need then, hm. He'll work. I grabbed him by the throat and lifted him into the air, despite him being a little chubby.

"It is most wise not to mess with someone with blood stained on their clothes." I said coldly and grabbed his arm, snapping it behind his back, making him scream in pain. A couple of guys ran over to help their buddy out, withdrawing their swords. Bring it.

"Let him go you wench!" The tallest one yelled. Damn, didn't want to make a scene.

"I warned you." I said and threw the chubby guy in the air. Running to the nearest wall, I ran up it, flipping off, and jumped on top of the chubby guys head and spin kicking the tallest one. Grabbing his katana that he had thrown up into the air, I whirled around and landed firmly onto the ground. The tall guy got back up and ran towards me.

"That's my sword you wench!" He yelled. Without emotion, I ran his own katana into his side and flicked the side of his head with the katana's side. He fell to the ground, passed out cold. The chubby guy got up and unsheathed his katana. His hand was shaking.

"Perhaps, instead of putting yourself into the same predicament, you should take your buddy to a clinic." I offered to him. Still no emotion shone through my face and I felt the same. He nodded and resheathed his katana. Two guys rushed forward and picked up the tall guy. They turned to leave, but before they could, I threw the katana that was in my hand in front of the chubby guy. It just barely missed him. He ran off.

"That was quite a show. You had the chance and yet you did not kill him. Why?" I heard an elderly voice behind me ask. I turned around and saw a short man with white hair. He had a single scar through his eye. He carried no weapons. None that I can see but I can tell that he is very capable of fighting. A high warriors Ki indeed.

"Well sir, it is against the Kamiya Kasshin style to kill." I answered. He smiled.

"Yet you have blood stains on your haori and do not seem injured." He laughed out.

"This was a gift from a late friend of mine. He happened to die in it. I dare not wash it for fear of losing the meaning of it." I responded carefully. This old man is dangerous.

"Hm. Well, in any case, you came here seeking something. Perhaps I could help you with it?" He laughed and preceded me to a privet table in the corner of the room. I sat down across from him. He still held a smile that was beginning to creep me out.

"I came to find out about a man. I know nothing about him except that he is dead and he was called Battousai." I started and the old man stopped smiling. He looked down at the table and sighed deeply. I came to the right place after all…

OWARI

Nanakiyoda: Sigh…damn, it's boring without him, isn't it?

Tealraptor: Wait a tic! Are you actually missing me?!

Nanakiyoda: NO!!!!!! Why would I miss an insignificant moron like you?!

Tealraptor: You did! Awwww…maybe I'm starting to grow on you.

Nanakiyoda: Gonna…get…sick! (Runs to the nearest bathroom)

Tealraptor: Eh? Damn…oh well! Banzai chibbi chan churoo chan!

BTW: That's right, Kaoru doesn't kill. That's why she hasn't killed Hirosha sooner.

BTW: Boron rhymes with Jamie (A very inside joke among school mates)

BTW: All of the chapters are named after songs. Try and guess who does 'em

BTW: Again, off point.

BTW: Review. It helps me see what you're thinking. Not in a psychic way either.