Author: Arashi (marenski@hotmail.com)
Website: www.kenkaya.com
Author's Notes: Thanks to lunny (welcome back!) and dementedchris for their answers to my question! I've also taken some suggestions from the reviews of dementedchris (more Aoshi fun coming your way!) and Jason M. Lee. If there's something you think would be particularly hilarious feel free to leave it in a review and you might see it pop up in my other chapters! Thanks to everyone out there's who's reading and reviewing! Hope you get a kick out of this chapter! Next one is going to be a little different. But hopefully no less funny... *gulp* (Yeah, the stuff I've been thinking about isn't fully covered till the end of this chapter and next! Stay tuned!)
Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or Fruits Basket. That's... probably a good thing.
Warnings: Severe Sano-bias (I can't help it!! WAAAH), nudity, name calling, clothes swapping, OOCness, and hentai situations. I'm hitting an all-time-low. Don't take any part of this fic seriously... That's an order!! As for the OOCness... I'd blame it on the curse... Hey, that excuse works for Saitoh, why not me?
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"Fox Jou-chan Look, I can explain everything." Hands clamped protectively over his manhood, Sagara Sanosuke began slowly inching his way toward the edge of the kitchen counter with his back facing the two women. Once he was at the edge he hopped off and half turned so he could see the infuriated look on one of the women's faces and the look of quiet amazement on the other.
"You've got ten seconds" Megumi's voice held an unmasked threat.
Sanosuke most certainly wanted to spend those ten seconds coming up with a decent lie. The truth was out of the question since he figured Megumi and Kaoru would never believe his story about turning into a rooster and the little Yahiko monkey he had to save. Unfortunately for him, he was having trouble concentrating on anything other than how attractive the fox was when she was angry. It certainly didn't help that he was standing in her presence naked. Why, if Megumi were only in a similar circumstance the two of them could probably And that was the end of reasoning for Sagara Sanosuke. He had to spend his allotted ten seconds counting quietly and willing himself back under control.
"Time's up You'd better start talking" Megumi sounded quite serious. Sano could only sigh as he turned around to face his punishment. Adding insult to injury was the fact that even though he was getting thrown off balance by his situation and her proximity, she seemed completely impervious to any similar effect. For a moment, the ex-gangster started doubting his physical attractiveness. Shouldn't the sight of him naked be enough to leave any woman helplessly in his control? Apparently that thought was wrong, she wasn't even looking at his body Instead, her smoldering eyes were locked with his.
"Well, now that I think about it I really can't explain any of this" He slapped on the cockiest most tantalizing grin he could muster and hoped that his charm would save him from the fox's impending wrath.
Maybe all her secret talk of loving him was a sack of lies?
That's the thought that popped into his head as she chucked a large metal pan in his direction screaming, "Sagara Sanosuke, you PERVERT! Get out of this kitchen!!"
He might not have been able to parry the verbal assault, but there was no way he was going to allow himself to be completely clobbered by the large flying frying pan. The attacks of their women were more devastating than any attack from any enemy the men of the Kenshin-gumi ever fought. Even Kenshin, the greatest swordsman in all of Japan, was powerless against his wife's assault. Raising his hands to protect his face, Sanosuke had to take a step backwards for balance as the pan slammed into his forearms and bounced off harmlessly. Expecting subsequent attacks, he kept his hands up to shield his face and his eyes clenched shut.
The expected attacks never came as an eerie silence settled in around him. Eventually, Sanosuke opened his eyes and peered through the holes in his defense. Megumi and Kaoru had gone deathly pale and their eyes were riveted to something below his waistline. Glancing down hastily, Sanosuke quickly realized the source of their strange reaction. By using his arms to protect his face, he'd left himself wide-open somewhere else
In light of the new development, time decided to come to a complete halt to allow the two women as much time as they desired in soaking up the sight before their eyes. With some relief, Sanosuke realized that his life would be spared. There was very little the women could do to him when they were reduced to jaw dropping and staring. He stood confidently, allowing them to get their fill and fighting the urge to start posing. If there was one thing he was completely confident of, they were staring at it.
"Wow" Kaoru's awestruck voice broke the spell that seemed to have been cast upon all the two women standing in the kitchen of the Aoiya.
For Megumi, this was indeed a momentous occasion. Even though she'd never admit it, she'd privately wondered to herself about the ex-gangster's 'inheritance'. As a doctor, she'd discovered some easy methods to discerning things by carefully studying other parts of the subject's body. How many hours had she spent staring down at his right hand while she bandaged it wondering to herself about something other than his injuries? After she'd noticed how long and powerful his fingers were, it was only natural that she would tie it in with other parts of his body. Yes, his lanky build had certainly boded well for his potential. Megumi was surprised at how inaccurate her predictions were, when confronted by the evidence.
"My God it's it's" The fox stammered as she felt embarrassment creeping up her neck. The situation was finally catching up with her.
"Wow" Kaoru repeated, unable to find words to describe. "And I thought my Kenshin was endowed I I had no idea"
"K s s stop staring at him" Megumi couldn't even pull her eyes away as she delivered the shaky command. "You're married"
Kaoru ignored her.
Many men might have been embarrassed by the situation. Of course, real embarrassment would have stemmed from feelings of inferiority and Sagara Sanosuke was free from those. He could have strutted around completely naked without a care in the world if society hadn't dictated that nudity was wrong with the coming of western influences. Even the clothes that he deigned to wear hardly did a proper job of covering him up. Not to mention his propensity to discarded his shirt and his bandages when he was hot. He'd even been known to walk around in nothing but his underwear when he was in his room in the longhouse.
"Hmmm Now that I have your full and undivided attention" Sanosuke smirked. "I really should be taking off." Few men could have held their composure and managed to look so sexy as they swaggered naked out of some public room. Kaoru and Megumi were bolted to the floor but that didn't keep their heads from turning as he sauntered on by.
In the hallway, Misao had succeeded in collecting her friends' clothing. She would have headed out to find them except for the situation happening in the kitchen. Instead, she waited patiently outside, afraid to peek inside but also afraid to run off in the event that the rooster would need her help. Sano seemed to manage just fine and when he stepped out into the hallway, Misao felt her jaw drop as she gaped at his impressive nakedness.
The ex-gangster reached out affectionately and patted Misao on the head. "Ahhh the weasel likes what she sees too, hey? I'd love to stay and play with you fine ladies, but I think I'd better get out of here before the fox and the tanuki come to their senses." He grabbed the first article of clothing off the pile and pulled it on, grinning at Misao as he did. "I'll just borrow this to keep the rest of the ladies in the Aoiya off me."
Sagara Sanosuke slid off leaving three shocked and astounded women in his wake. It was only after he'd disappeared deeper into the Aoiya that Misao truly registered what had happened. Sure, she may not have realized how attractive he was until he was standing in front of her naked, but that wasn't the thought that was on her mind. The unfortunate ex-gangster had made one big mistake as he left. The garment hugging his body was none other than Aoshi's infamous trench coat, and the former okashira didn't take kindly to other people wearing his most prized article of clothing.
"Oh no! I have to get that back before Aoshi sees him!" Misao hustled down the hallway with her bulky pile of clothing, intent on retrieving the sacred trench coat.
"I think we lost her" Saitoh panted as he leaned against one of the walls of the Aoiya. At his side, Kenshin tried to get his own breathing under control. Saitoh Hajime's wife had some incredible stamina when it came to chasing around her husband.
"Oooooooooh Haaaaaaajime!? Where aaaaaaare you??" Tokio's singsong voice startled both men. She was close and heading in their direction.
"Run!" Saitoh didn't have to say it; Kenshin had already learned the pattern well enough. They hadn't been able to shake her by circling around the building, so the ex-Shinsengumi darted up on the porch and through the open door, hoping that they'd have better luck inside. A quickly moving pile of laundry slammed into him and together, they tumbled back onto the floor as random pieces of clothing flew into the air.
"Finally, I've caught you!" Tokio shouted triumphantly as she walked up behind Kenshin who seemed to have frozen in place. The former Hitokiri was not her prey and she moved on past him to retrieve her husband. On the floor, a pile of moving laundry was obviously hiding the man. Walking up, she stripped away the first couple layers and revealed, to her dismay, the small ninja woman.
"Oh, Misao-chan I thought you were my husband. He's been playing hard to get lately, but I was thinking it's time for the two of us to turn in for the night because it's getting late Have you seen him?"
"Uhhhhh" Misao's eyes unconsciously drifted to a separate pile of moving clothing.
"Oh!" Tokio was overjoyed that her chase was finally over. "There you are Hajime!" She tossed off the concealing clothes and then stepped back in surprise. "Oh my! It's a wolf!"
Misao and Kenshin exchanged a look. "Ummm Tokio-dono That just appears to be a stray mutt, that it does." The stray mutt growled in Kenshin's direction threateningly.
Tokio ignored the red-haired man's comment. "Misao-chan, is this one of those mysterious trained ninja wolves that I've heard stories about?"
Misao could only gape and stammer. "Umm uh well. Uhhhh not not exactly no but"
"Is it your pet wolf Misao-chan?"
"No I mean yes! I mean, no he's not" Misao had finally correctly interpreted Kenshin's signals. Sensing that Misao was having a non-verbal conversation with someone behind her, Tokio turned to regard the legendary manslayer. Kenshin started whistling and staring up at the ceiling, faking innocence.
Ignoring them both, Tokio turned back to the dog. "Come here, boy" Tokio crouched low and extended a friendly hand, allowing the animal to catch her scent. "I won't hurt you."
Tentatively, Saitoh approached and sniffed at her hand. Tokio carefully reached up and scratched the dog behind one pointed ear. "Good boy what a good boy you are." She cooed. Smiling his pleasure, Saitoh unconsciously let his tongue loll out of his mouth. "He seems very friendly with people." Tokio commented. "It's strange to see such a wild predator so very well mannered. Wolves are difficult animals to train"
"I guess you'd know" Kenshin mumbled under his breath.
"What was that Himura-san?"
"Uh Nothing, nothing! Well, if he's so well trained I think we should probably go look for his owners."
"What's he doing here if he has owners? I think he's probably looking for a new home." Tokio stood and dusted off her kimono. "I know! I'll keep him. The boys would love to have a pet and I'm sure Hajime wouldn't mind. I think I'll call him Fluffy."
Kenshin and Misao almost hit the floor. "FLUFFY??" Saitoh didn't seem to like the idea any better as he shrunk back in embarrassment.
"Do you know any tricks Fluffy?" The woman was back in her own little world, immensely interested by her own husband without realizing it. "Stand!" Saitoh did as he was told, balancing carefully on two hind legs that weren't exactly built for the maneuver. Tokio clapped cheerfully. "Good boy, good boy! Shake!" She held out her hand and Saitoh slid one paw into it. "Roll over!" Dropping back to the ground, Saitoh rolled back and forth until Tokio gave her next command. "Play dead!" Lying still, Saitoh even held his breath as he played the part of a dead dog. "He's wonderful!" Tokio laughed. "Sit boy, sit!" Saitoh was up on his haunches in a flash, tail wagging and panting happily from all the praise his wife was showering on him. "Speak!"
It was probably only a matter of time before an even bigger catastrophe struck. At some point Saitoh would have transformed back into a human, at the very least. But caught up as he was in the game with his wife, he didn't think twice before he followed her command. "Hello!" He spoke in his attempt to impress his woman.
"Hajime??" Tokio spun around, looking for her husband and finding him strangely absent.
Caught in the horror of the situation Saitoh almost started stuttering. "Uh, I mean Bark bark bark!" He hopped around stupidly, doing his best to look the part.
Kenshin and Misao could only assume one thing: Their secret was once again revealed and they were about to suffer the consequences.
"Hajime, where are you?" Tokio walked past the dog, instantly forgetting about the fun she'd been having in favor of finding her missing husband.
"Uhh Tokio-dono, I'm going to take this dog and look for his owners. Bye!" Turning to Saitoh, Kenshin beckoned him to follow. "Come on Fluffy! Let's go!" The dog chased after the red-haired man, nipping angrily at his heels the whole way.
As both groups disappeared from sight, Misao was once again left alone and confused. Looking down at the pile of laundry, she realized that it had grown once again. "Oh no Saitoh forgot his clothes" Shoulders slumped as she let a sigh deflate her body. "Oh well I can only worry about one thing at a time and for now I need to go find Sanosuke before Aoshi kills him"
Misao gathered up the clothing once again and hopped off the porch, intent on finding the missing men. Soujirou, Yutarou, Yahiko, Aoshi, and Sanosuke all had to be hiding somewhere since they certainly wouldn't be wandering around the Aoiya while she had all their clothes.
The sound of voices from their earlier hiding spot in the backyard caught Misao's attention. With a confident weasel grin she hurried off to the trees.
"Weasel girl said I could borrow it!" The voice of the ex-gangster caused the ninja girl's breath to catch in her throat. It was already too late. Sano and Aoshi were confronting each other about the trench coat! "But no one said YOU could borrow my shit!" Sanosuke growled.
Misao had to step around some of the bushes to see what the problem was. Facing off, Aoshi and Sano stood ready to pounce. Sano had the trench coat tied closed in the front and from his exposed feet and legs, it was easy to discern that he was not wearing anything else. Aoshi, on the other hand, was fully clothed in a pair of white drawstring pants and a loose white and black gi. It took Misao a moment to realize why the outfit looked so familiar and horribly wrong on the stoic ninja. Adorning the back of the gi was the brash character for evil. Aoshi had to have been very desperate to clothe himself in such tasteless attire.
"Misao most certainly did not give you permission to wear my trench coat She knows how much it means to me. Take it off now." Sliding into his fighting stance, Aoshi prepared to take his property back by force.
"Sano, stop being stupid! Give Aoshi back his coat!" Yahiko spoke up from the concealing safety of the bushes. He, Yutarou, and Soujirou were standing up to their waste in the prickly plants, determined to keep their decency in the unlikely event of some random girl walking into the small forest.
"I'm not giving him back his coat until he gives me back my special clothes! That gi means more to me than any stupid trench coat could EVER mean!"
"Fine You give me back my trench coat and I'll give you back your clothes." Aoshi straightened up and eyed the ex-gangster. "Let's stop this foolishness I just want to get warm." As if to emphasize the ninja's point, a gust of cool night breeze blew through the trees.
Misao recognized that she had stumbled upon a great opportunity before she blundered into the clearing and made her presence known. Ducking down behind one of the handy bushes, she awaited with great eagerness the show that was about to be given. Shinomori Aoshi was about to strip off his clothes for the whole world to see and Makimachi Misao had a front row ticket!
"Give me my pants first" Sano ordered.
"No, you give me the coat and then I'll give you your pants."
"At least give me my shirt first! You've got two pieces of clothing and I've only got one." There was some logic to the ex-gangster's comment, but Aoshi seemed to brood over it unnecessarily.
"Just take it all off and swap you morons." Yutarou threw his hands in the air. "It's not like we all haven't seen male genitalia before." Misao couldn't help but silently applaud the notion.
Yahiko eyed his friend, a cruel smile slowly pulling back the corners of his lips. "Oh suuuure Yutarou. You just wanna see Sano and Aoshi strip down, dontcha? I've known ever since we first met that you were a perverted little son of a bitch. Remember busting in on me in the bathhouse? You're gross."
Yutarou attacked his friend, punching him mercilessly as they thrashed around in the bushes.
"Ewwww! I think you're right Yahiko-kun! Yutarou-kun seems to be enjoying himself!" Seta Soujirou called out happily.
Misao found herself momentarily distracted as she watched the two young men but a glimpse of white out of the corner of her eye alerted her to more interesting happenings. Aoshi had removed the 'bad' gi and quietly held out the shirt as a peace offering to the ex-gangster. His movements seemed uncharacteristically sluggish. When his knees started to buckle, Misao was on her feet in a flash and rushing to his side before he even hit the ground. When the puff of colored smoke surrounded him, she realized that she had made a terrible mistake.
A flash of movement was all that heralded the most uncomfortable feeling that Misao had ever experienced. Something long and scaly had slithered up her ninja outfit, wrapping around her body. No matter how she screamed and flailed, the beast would not relinquish its hold. It took Sano and Soujirou to pin her down and silence her.
"Misao-san, relax! It's just Shinomori-san!" Soujirou tried to reason with the ninja girl. "He's a cold blooded animal now He only needs the warmth of your body, please calm down before you kill him!"
Gritting her teeth in disgust, Misao stopped her frantic movements and tried to think about something other than the reptile crawling around under her uniform. When that failed she started rapidly pleading as though chanting a sutra. "Get it away get it away get it away get it away get it away get it away get it away"
"She's totally losing it" Sano's concerned voice didn't even register to the ninja girl who was slowly going into shock.
"I'm taking Shinomori-san out." Soujirou wasn't about to sit by and watch Misao pass out from fear. Reaching into her ninja attire he managed to catch hold of the squirming snake, but not before getting a handful or two of Misao. Once Aoshi was extracted, Soujirou tossed the snake to Sano who grudgingly tucked it inside the trench coat to keep him warm and out of the ninja girl's sight.
"Misao-chan You're alright now." Soujirou hovered over her, concern written all over her face.
Blinking back into focus, Misao slowly realized the extent of the situation. "Soujirou" He was completely naked and she was vaguely aware of having been groped by him. "You PERVERT!" Her hand flew through the air and collided with the side of Seta Soujirou's face before the man with beyond-god-like speed could dodge out of the way.
Soujirou jumped back and stood, holding the side of his face. It was then that he remembered that he was unclothed. A bright red blush raced up his entire body and an instant later he disappeared in a puff of smoke.
"Give me your pants."
"No you can borrow my gi instead."
"I'm not wearing that disgusting pink thing. Your pants now."
Voices from underneath the back porch caught Enishi's attention. Hopping to his feet with cat-like grace he stalked over toward the sound. On his knees, he leaned over the side of the porch to catch sight of the two partially clothed men hiding under the Aoiya.
Naked Saitoh Hajime was pulling on Kenshin's white hakama while the rurouni pulled his magenta gi around his legs.
"What's going on?" Enishi inquired though he did his best to sound particularly uninterested.
"Enishi!" Kenshin looked up and banged his head on the wooden planks letting one 'oro' escape his lips. "What have you been up to?"
"Nothing Just sitting here Alone."
"Hmph, consider yourself lucky then." Saitoh unconsciously reached for his shirt pocket and his cigarettes and sadly came in contact with nothing but his bare chest. "Dammit. That weasel girl must have run off with my clothes. Let's go find her."
Saitoh started crawling and had only halfway cleared the porch when someone collided with the white-haired psychopath and knocked him down on top of the ex-Shinsengumi. A horned ram continued on past them heading for the safety of the trees. Enishi barely had time to pull himself together with a growl of fury before a large boar jumped down off the porch and accidentally hit him in the back of the head with a cloven hoof, rendering him nearly unconscious. As the boar trotted off, Saitoh pushed the Hitokiri Battousai's insane brother-in-law off him to chase after his subordinate. It was then that the Wolf of Mibu felt something incredibly heavy press against the small of his back. As he was ground into the dirt, he briefly wondered if he was experiencing the impressive weight of a certain full-sized ox or stallion.
Just as the pain seemed unbearable, it lifted.
"Oh, sorry Saitoh-san. I didn't see you there." Anji hefted the police agent to his feet and it was only then that Saitoh realized that the man was indeed still a man and not a gigantic ox. However, the thought gave little comfort to the ex-Shinsengumi who was sure he'd at least cracked a few ribs. Whether Anji was an ox or not didn't change the fact that he was heavy as one either way.
"Saitoh, are you ok?" Kenshin was helping a dazed Enishi to his feet. Saitoh, not used to any sort of compassion from the former manslayer only nodded.
"Things are getting too dangerous in the house." Anji commented. "We're going to regroup in the forest."
Hiko Seijurou sauntered out onto the back porch and hopped down, causing his mantle to dance in the wind. "I wasn't having any trouble." The 13th master of Hiten Mitsurugi answered his pupil's unspoken question. "I'm only coming out here to laugh at you morons."
"Misao, I'm sorry I scared you. Like Soujirou said, snakes need warmth from external sources. I wouldn't have done that to you intentionally You were simply the closest warm body." Aoshi finished dressing while he talked to the back of the ninja girl. The crowd in the small forest was getting bigger so the two of them had pulled back to converse in private.
"Is that all I am to you?" Misao's shoulders shook but Aoshi couldn't tell if it was from tears or fury. "The closest warm body?"
"Misao" Aoshi sighed and approached her. "You're misunderstanding."
"Then you can at least say what you mean!" Misao spun to face him, her eyes glistening. "You've never gotten close to me in all the years I've known you and now you're crawling up my shirt. Can't you at least admit what you're really thinking?"
"But" Aoshi hid his confusion well. "I already told you what I was thinking"
"Aoshi!" Misao hurled herself at him. "I want more from you, don't you understand?"
Catching her head between his hands, Shinomori Aoshi put a stop to the ninja girl's attempt before she transformed him once again. "I" Staring down at the beautiful face between his hands, Aoshi instantly started feeling guilty. "I'm sorry Misao"
"Fine." Misao pulled away. "I get it You feel nothing for me"
"It's not that." Aoshi argued, getting worked up for the third time in his life. "It's just this ridiculous curse. Look, once we get things taken care of we'll sit down and have a nice talk Alright?"
Misao brightened with hope. "Really?" Aoshi nodded and watched with a small smile as the ninja girl flashed him a victory sign and a confident grin. "Then when this curse is lifted, it's a date!" Before he could say anything else, she bounded off toward the group.
"Now that everyone's here and clothed I think it's time we talk seriously about our options." Kenshin called the hasty meeting to order. "Through the course of the past hour, it has become obvious that our survival in this house is in question. We've almost suffered multiple casualties already"
Chou spoke up. "I thought some of us would be fine, but even those of us who's not married or 'attached' are havin' trouble. Them twins are sure messin' things up for us available guys."
"Twins?" Sano raised an eyebrow. "What're you talking about broom-head?"
Katsu cleared his throat. "Um Tae's twin sister Sae has come over from the Shirobeko I think their father is trying to get the ladies married off before they get any older Sae is somewhat desperate to find a good match."
"She's even talked with me." Anji's spoke up solemnly.
"Yikes" Misao breathed. "She must be desperate" Everyone nodded in agreement.
"No woman has come and confronted me." Enishi pointed out, drawing blank stares from the rest of the crowd. No one bothered to explain the situation to the white-haired psychopathic killer.
"Anyway" Katsu continued. "It seems to me that our best course of action would be to sit the women down and calmly explain to them the situation And demonstrate if necessary."
"That sounds dangerous." Kenshin pointed out.
"Who's gonna be the unlucky victim that gets 'poofed'. It sure as hell ain't gonna be me." Sano folded his arms resolutely.
"Well, since Misao already knows the situation I just figured it would be her and Shinomori-san." Katsu glanced in their direction.
Misao let out a surprised 'eep'. "Um, sorry guys but there's no way that I'm going to hug that scaly, creepy, nasty, little beastie again!" She turned to her companion quickly. "No offense Aoshi."
"None taken"
The rest of the cursed warriors were quick to point out reasons why they could not be part of the demonstration and by the time the arguments died down, they were no closer to coming up with a decent plan.
"Since Megumi already thinks we're making up lies about turning into animals, I don't think they'd believe us even if we shoved it in their face. They'd blame it on ninja tricks or something Guys, the solution is simple just avoid your women!" Sano hit an all-time low on the intelligence scale.
"We've been TRYING to avoid them, moron!" Saitoh barked. "Some of us are married and it's going to be impossible to avoid the situation all night!"
"You're in deep trouble too Sano" Katsu commented. "I heard Megumi-san and Kaoru-san talking and it sounds like she's forgiven you Something you did or said must have made a real impression on her cause now she's talking about rendering you helpless with her 'mushroom potion' and having her way with you"
"Seriously?" Sano perked up.
"Well, I might be embellishing a little but that's the general gist of what they were saying." Katsu smirked.
"Sweet." The ex-gangster punched his fists together with excitement.
"They?" Kenshin asked suspiciously. "You aren't saying that my wife was having a conversation like that with Megumi-dono are you?"
"Don't worry Himura-san" Katsu assured the former manslayer. "Even though Kaoru-san sounded equally impressed by whatever Sano did, she was quite adamant about spending her night with you."
Kenshin instantly felt better and worse in the same moment. "Oh no It's going to be impossible to escape Kaoru if she's got her mind set on" His face became one shade closer to the color of his hair and he trailed off to silence.
"Oh shit, yeah for a moment there I forgot about our situation." Sanosuke wiped the grin from his face. "Well if we can't play with our women and we can't explain the situation to them and we can't avoid them There's only one option left!" Sano jumped to his feet. "I just figured it out guys, the answer to our problem! Follow me!"
Whether they believed the likelihood of the ex-gangster coming up with an intelligent solution or not, the cursed warriors and Misao followed after him as he made his way to the Aoiya. At the very least, they were curious to see what he had in mind. Women's voices were coming from the back room and Sanosuke signaled his companions to be quiet and lay low while he stepped inside.
"Hello ladies!" Sano called out cheerfully.
Tokio, Kaoru, Megumi, and Tae's voices were first startled but soon they were greeting him warmly, if not overly warmly.
"Look Rooster-head about before" Megumi seemed unsure of herself. "I'm sorry for being angry with you I"
"It's no big deal Fox. Come here a second, I got somethin' to tell ya."
The cursed warriors and Misao listened intently as someone padded over to the ex-gangster's location. They strained to hear as Sanosuke whispered something, presumably in Megumi's ear. Half a heartbeat later the sound of an impressive slap echoed through the Aoiya and out into the calm night air. "Get out of here!" Megumi roared. "I NEVER want to see you AGAIN!"
Sanosuke slid open the door and closed it behind him to the sound of enraged female ranting. "You're a JERK Sagara Sanosuke!! A colossal IDIOT! A first class PERVERT! If you come to me bleeding and broken in the near future I'll let you DIE! I SWEAR it on my DEAD FATHER'S GRAVE!!"
Sano hopped off the porch with his hands in his pockets, a cocky smirk, and a bright red handprint on his face where he'd been slapped. "See how easy that was guys?" Sano boasted. "Megumi won't even think about hugging me for the next three weeks. I've officially been kicked out of the hen house!"
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*giggle* Ok, now it's time to get into my 'other' plot idea. I think you guys get the picture... Or... I HOPE you guys get the picture... It's going to be rough, but since I'm a pretty rude person by nature, I've been cracking up just thinking about what's going to happen to the poor men and women of RK.
Anyway, I'm heading home for the weekend so I won't be able to write until this coming Monday. This gives all you people out there lots of opportunities to read and review this new chapter! Hey, if you've been enjoying this thing in secret, I'd love to hear your comments! It's easy, just hit the review button and pour out your thoughts. I'm open to suggestions and questions!
Upcoming Part 8: As if things couldn't become more complicated... A new plan brings new trouble to the love lives of the Kenshin-gumi. The men have NEVER intentionally insulted their women before, but what if this is the only way to stay alive? Who will be stupid enough to go along with the plan? Who will be stupid enough to ignore it?? All this and more... coming up next chapter. You won't wanna miss it!
