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My first draft. I was eager to keep on writing, so I didn't have the time to edit. Hahaha.
Chapter 2: New Mission 2
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italics -
thoughts
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Katsura walked out the meeting room with Kamiya. After Kamiya left for his room, Katsura walked to Battousai's room. Before Katsura even knocked on the door, Battousai slid the door open.
"Come in"
Katsura walked in and sat down in front of Battousai. He slid a letter to him. "This is a letter from Kamiya to his family." Battousai picked the letter up and placed it in his pocket.
"Why are you assigning me a babysitter's job," Battousai questioned. It wasn't really a question; it was more like a demand.
"I thought you might like a break from all this blood and gore."
"I don't need a break."
"Pouring buckets of water onto yourself won't wash the blood away," Katsura said calmly.
"Don't spy on me." Battousai seethed. The conversation was making Battousai pissed by the second. Seeing the hint of anger in his words, Katsura tried to soothe the tension.
"I don't spy on you Himura. It's a known fact around here. This is not a babysitter's job I'm giving you. Kamiya is an important man and his family needs protection. Our enemies will go through great extents to kill Kamiya's family. You're the only person I can trust for such an important job."
"Fine." Seeing that Battousai was as upset as before, but he was not satisfied. Katsura took his opportunity to leave when he heard someone calling for him from outside. He didn't want to deal with an unsatisfied Battousai.
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The next day...
Just a few more miles before I reach the outskirts of Tokyo. The sun was rising to its peak, lighting the whole forest up with its rays. The weather was warm to the skin. One can hear the slight rustle of trees as a gentle breeze passed by. Even the beautiful day could not lighten the heart of Battousai. He walked wearily on the old trodden path to Tokyo. He was not eager to start his new mission.
I don't like the feeling of being so far away from the heart of the battle and so far from Tomoe…How long has it been? Months have passed by…maybe even a year since Tomoe's death. She was like the best friend…the sister that I never had. At one point, I thought I even liked her. For someone I cared about so much…I killed her with my own hands. Who the hell am I to have a right to do such thing? I am the Battousai of course…but what right do I have? Does a manslayer really have the right to slay a man? It is my job…but where do I stop?
Battousai walked on thinking on the subject until he reached houses resting on the border of Tokyo. He carefully tipped his straw hat further down to cover his face so no one would see his face. His identity has been uncovered in Kyoto. Words traveled fast like a forest fire. Attracting attention would only make his job harder. He walked faster. Using the shadows of the building to his advantage, he slipped through streets and alleys until he found the location, Kamiya Dojo. I am right; Kamiya does know how to fight. He shouldn't have to worry about the safety of his family. I am sure his sons will be able to protect the family quite well. I will go in and check on the family. Once I find out everything is secured, I will return to Kyoto immediately. After all, babysitting is not the Battousai's job. I don't protect; I destroy. He opened the gate and entered silently. The estate was big and roomy. He scanned the surroundings to detect any danger. Nothing. Just pure silence. Then suddenly a piercing shriek broke through the silence, "AHHHHHHHHH!"
Battousai had to cover his ears to prevent such a high pitch from blasting his eardrums. Shit, I just came here and the Kamiya's are already in trouble. I shouldn't have spent too much time on the roads. He ran to the source of the sound. He blasted through the screen door to find a girl strangling a little kid about 11 years old. They froze for a minute, both sides confused at what was happening. Then the girl took her hands away from the kid and screamed bloody murder.
"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU! YOU THINK YOU CAN COME IN AND RUIN THIS PLACE!"
She pulled out her bokken and raised it to attack the intruder. She put all her energy into the attack, but all she sliced through was air. The intruder disappeared with a blink of an eye. She was shocked to feel a ki behind her. She turned around quickly to attack again but froze in her tracks as she locked eyes with the intruder. His eyes were glistening amber; they were cold and menacing. She tried to move but she couldn't. His eyes locked onto hers, daring her to make a move. Out of fury from his challenging eyes, she struck out at him. He detected the attack immediately and he used his sword to strike her wrist. The bokken fell out of her hands as she fell onto the floor in pain.
"You're so damn lucky that I didn't pull my sword out of my sheath or else your hands would have been detached from you body," Battousai said. "And you, the little punk, save your energy and don't try to attack me from the back, or you'll face a greater punishment than this girl right here." The little kid backed off immediately. He looked helplessly at the girl lying on the floor.
To Battousai's surprise, the girl got up and picked up her bokken. With eyes determined to defeat him, she stood in her fighting stance again.
"Who are you? What do you want from us?" she spat out. "We don't have any gold or valuable goods that you would want. So leave!"
"I was sent here by the owner of this dojo to protect the inhabitants living here," he said curtly. He didn't want to go into further details with such a brash girl.
"My father?" She asked.
"How the hell am I suppose to know?" he replied coarsely. He was getting annoyed by the second. This is worst than I thought.
"So why should I believe you?" she questioned. "For all I know, you're just some stranger trying to come here to hurt my brother and me. You might just be pretending"
"I don't lie," he said coldly. His brows furrowed and his eyes turned into slits.
The girl took a step back from his cold exterior. I think I just pissed him off…
Remembering that he had a letter from Kamiya, Battousai fished it out of his pocket. "Here." He handed the letter to the girl. She took the letter and started reading. Battousai studied her eyes carefully; they were a deep shade of blue. Staring into her eyes was like looking into the ocean. He was so mesmerized by the emotions playing in her eyes as she read the letter; it was a mixture of happiness and sadness with a hint of curiosity. He didn't know such emotions could exist all at once in the person's eyes. She folded the letter carefully.
"Come," she said, walking out of the dining room. Battousai quirked one of his eyebrows up…wondering if he should follow or not. He decided to avoid conflict with the girl as much as possible even though he thought she looked so lively when she was mad. So lively that it was kinda cute. He followed her closely. Then she stopped in front of a shoji door and slid it open.
"This will be your room. It is across from my brother and my room. If you need anything, you tell my brother." She explained.
"Are you the only two who live in this place?" he inquired.
"Yes," she answered.
Shit, I guess my plan won't work after all. That little punk I saw in the dining room earlier couldn't protect the girl and himself for shit. Although this girl can fight somewhat, she won't be able to fight against a person skilled with a real sword. Why can't Kami just be nice to me once and let me get off easy?
"My name is Kamiya Kaoru. The kid you saw me with earlier was my brother, Yahiko. May I ask what's your name?" She shook him out of his brooding state of mind. Usually, no one would ask for his name, because at first glance, one would know he was the Battousai. Is she really that stupid to not know who I am?
"People call me Battousai."
She looked at him with wide eyes. At first, Battousai saw fear. Then he saw her smiled at him. Bewildered by her actions, he furrowed his brow. She's not afraid of me? Not afraid that I'll make blood rain on her dojo?
"Welcome to the Kamiya residence."
That was the first
welcome he has ever gotten in his life. No one had ever welcomed him
anywhere. Who welcomes death? Certainly, Battousai was confused
with her gesture, but it made him smile inwardly that someone was
actually nice to him. She was not being nice out of fear like
everyone else he met. This girl…Kaoru, showed no sign of fear
after the first few seconds. She was definitely unique. Maybe
this mission won't be so bad after all.
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a/n: I wanted to get some fighting action in here, but this chapter was getting too long. I decided to wait until the next chapter. Yes, I know, there isn't that much sappy love stuff in this chapter. Kenshin is barely getting to know this girl! I promise there will be lots of loving going on in the next few chapters! Please bear with me. . I really want to develop their relationship before I get into the googly love eyes part. I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter so far! I promise better chapters with action and love in them later on!
