Urako:.....You don't own RK?
0_0---GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!!!*cries*
Chapter 13: Another Day-New Problems
Aoshi stared at the ceiling, his eyes fixated on a particular wrinkle in the wood. His thoughts were clouded with confusion over this Urako person. He felt distrust whenever she was around, someone he couldn't turn his back on unless he wanted a kunai wedged there.
He turned his head to look at the shoji door; now illuminated by the rising sun. He felt the rays of the sun creep slowly across the pale blankets covering his form. He sighed, furrowing his brows. Something was not right here, besides the obvious fact that Urako had been transported here from the future. It was something more, something deeper, something in which he couldn't figure out the question to. He couldn't phrase this feeling he felt any other way. The only person who could possibly have any answers was the source of his confusion; Urako. He was going to find out everything he could about this Urako Himura, and why she was so hastily transported back here.
A stiffled yawn and movement caught his attention and Aoshi turned to look at the young woman sleeping peacefully beside him. He let a small smile grace his features as he took in her beauty. From the wrinkled sheets to her gaping yakuta to her-Aoshi looked again, feeling his face begin to blush. Swallowing hard, he made his head turn away from her revealing flesh, trying to compose himself and his nerves.
As he was trying to control his human urges, his ears picked up a strange noise coming from outside. It was the same noise that the fighter, Urako, had been dancing to yesturday. He quickly though carefully, got out of bed. He crept barefoot to the shoji door, opening it a crack. He stared at the graceful and poised technique the woman seemed to display in the front yard. Urako executed her movements without hesitation, stepping with each beat of the song and slashing horizontally to a new sound. He cocked his head in curiosity, trying to understand how she was able to concentrate on her moves with that distracting noise.
"You know, you seem like a pervert if you keep yourself hidden like that, Aoshi," the woman said aloud as she spun in a circle.
Aoshi's eyes widened in amazement,'How did she sense me?'
"How did you sense me, Himura-san?" Aoshi asked, opening the shoji door more.
The woman stopped, her back facing him; slicked with sweat. The song continued to play without her, though she didn't seem to care as she walked to the small stereo and turned it off. She turned and walked toward him, her chest bindings soaked with sweat, and smiled.
"It was easy, since you seem not to trust me, Aoshi," she replied, dusting off her black leather shorts.
Aoshi narrowed his eyes at the barely clad woman and asked, "How does that help in sensing me?"
"It doesn't, I just thought I'd say that little tid bit of information. And to answer your first question-I can sense you because...well, I was trained to," she responded as she shrugged.
"You're a strange one, Himura-san. Though, tell me, how do you concentrate on your target while the noise is blaring in your ears?" he asked as he walked out of the room and on the porch.
Urako smiled and inhaled the sweet morning air before responding, "Why Aoshi, I'm amazed that you, yourself don't know how to concentrate on one thing. It's a funny thing called intense meditation."
Aoshi growled lightly at her mockery though said, "I meditate, but I could find no possible way to keep myself from being sucked into the noise."
"First of all, it's not noise. It's music, pure and simple. Second of all, you don't fight from being sucked into the intoxicating song; you become one with it. Kinda like letting yourself go in passion when engaging in sexual activities. Your body has it's own rhythm," she responded grinning.
Aoshi blushed, remembering his own human urges when he saw Misao only a few moments before. He shivered involuntarily though cleared his throat in attempt to compose himself.
"I have no doubts about that, Himura-san. Though, how long did it take you to learn how to master this technique?" he asked, shifting uncomfortably.
Urako chuckled and crossed her arms before saying, "I already said that you don't fight it, so why would you master it? It's like raw human energy. It's there for it to tame you. When you listen to a piece of music, something makes you want to get up and dance. That's the raw energy flowing around you, pulling you; trying to make your arms move in the way that it wants. That's how my technique works."
Aoshi frowned, his mind trying to make sense of what she just said.
"So, even if someone else were to steal your technique, it would be completely their own style? And still completely unpredictable....interesting," Aoshi commented, rubbing his chin in thought.
Urako nodded and replied walking towards the bathhouse, "Yes, that's the secret. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm in desparate need for a bath."
Aoshi nodded in agreement, his respect for her growing as well.
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Urako sunk in the hot steaming waters of the bath, moaning lightly at its pleasurable feel against her skin and sore muscles. She closed her eyes, her head leaning back against the towel she had placed there.
The letter to seek Kenshin's attention and possibly his sword, would be arriving today. She knew that she would need to step in and take his place instead, giving Kaoru and Kenshin their time together. Besides, back at home, Hiko and his swarm of scientists wouldn't be able to make a new time machine that quickly; even if they were caffeinated and shot with sugar. It would take them at least a full working day to get the information they needed and set up the plans to make a new one. To make a whole new piece of technology so advanced as that time machine, would take at least another half a day. And that's without flaws.
Urako sighed and rubbed the bridge of her nose with her wet hand.
'I really don't want to be left here-even though it's nicer and more simple than my complicating life,' she thought before dunking her head completely under the water.
She held her breath under water for a few seconds, letting the heat of the soothing liquid massage her face. She came back up, sputtering and spitting out water that had made its way into her mouth. Combing her fingers through her now wet red hair, she lay back and thought on what to do.
'Shishio's burned and mummified ass is mine for the tearing,' she thought with a smirk.
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A tall spikey brown haired ex-gangster walked through the crowded streets of downtown Tokyo. He walked towards a familiar dojo, the dirt under his black shoes crunching from his weight. Many people passed him by, not noticing his unusual quiet demeanor that morning. His dark brown eyes seemingly shadowed by deep thought, as he continued on his short trek towards the Kamiya dojo.
"Chicken shit! Oi!" a deep commanding voice shouted.
Sano began to grind his teeth in annoyance as he turned to address the man.
"What Wolf-boy?" he snapped.
The man in the blue Tokyo Police uniform smirked as he placed another cigarette in his awaiting mouth.
"It's good to know that you know your place in the world, Rooster-head," Saitoh puffed a smoke cloud above his head.
Sano sighed and rubbed his eyes with his sleeve in irritation.
"What do you want, you dog?" Sano yawned.
"I want many things, you poor excuse for walking shit. But mainly, to give you this," Saitoh explained, handing Sano a letter, "It's for Battousai."
Sano cocked an eyebrow in curiosity, shifting his sight from the letter to Saitoh.
"Since when did you play 'Delivery Boy'?" Sano questioned, grinning.
"Stupid questions like that are what keep you from earning a life, Chicken-head," Saitoh snapped, "Just take that to the Battousai. I hope you can take on such a simple, or in your case, extremely hard, task."
Sano sniffed defiantly and growled, "Back off, Scruffy."
Saitoh shook his head and exhaled the toxic smoke into the air as he walked away, murmuring, "Moron."
"Stupid mutt," Sano muttered as he turned back to walk towards the Kamiya dojo. He fingered the letter in his right hand, knowing what he held was of grave importance.
'This is the letter that Saitoh talked about yesturday. The one that will request Kenshin's attendance to the Tyousen Teahouse- tomorrow!' Sano thought, his eyes widening.
Sano's pace quickened to a hasty jog, a small dust cloud forming behind him.
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Kenshin poured the boiling hot water into a pan with rice. He let the steam run swiftly across his face; letting it lightly caress his features. He closed his eye lids for a moment as he emitted a deep sigh.
"KENSHIN! What are you doing?" a high pitched male voice asked behind him.
"ORO! Yahiko! Don't do that!" Kenshin screetched, holding his chest with his hand.
"I thought you could sense me Kenshin!" Yahiko frowned, his arms going behind his spikey black head of hair.
Kenshin's brows furrowed in thought then.
'I should have been able to, shouldn't I?' he thought, glancing back at breakfast.
"Don't scream anymore little Yahiko!" Misao's voice rang from the halls.
"Hey! My voice isn't as annoying as yours is, you weasel!" Yahiko shouted back.
"Now, now you two, let's try not to kill each other this morning," Kenshin soothed as he gathered extra bowls for the guests.
Misao walked down the hall, a glare fixed on her face as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes.
"Good morning Ms. Misao, have a nice sleep?" Kenshin asked as he placed the bowls around the table.
"Yea, after she had a mid night shuffle with Ice man," Yahiko chuckled loudly.
"Shut up, BRAT! Nothing like that happened, and you know it! You were probably busy dreaming about that Tsubame girl!" Misao shot back as she plopped down at the table, a blush on her face.
"Ooooo, Yahiko has a woman and nobody told me?" Urako asked as she popped her wet head in through the door.
"I do NOT have a woman! She's just my friend! That's it!" Yahiko shouted, finally sitting down, a blush staining his cheeks.
Kenshin chuckled lightly to himself as he placed the rest of the bowls down on the table.
"Smells good Kenshin, what is it?" Urako asked, smoothing out her outfit, which was his second magenta gi and white hakama.
"It's miso soup, that it is, Ms. Urako," he replied cheerfully, making some tea.
Urako looked interested as she hungrily eyed her food, sat down, and picked up her chopsticks.
"Oi! UGLY!" Yahiko rudely yelled, "Get your fat butt out here so we all can eat!!"
Kenshin sighed, his eyes narrowing at the young man sitting down. He did not like it when his Kaoru was talked about in such a rude manner, that he did not.
"Yahiko, I'd appreciate it if you did not talk about Kaoru that way again, that I would," he softly grounded out.
"I'm up, you BRAT! So shut your hole already!" hollered an angered feminine voice from the halls.
"Oooo--Look s like I got you all at a great time," a deep voice broke through from the front yard.
Kenshin frowned a bit before coming back out from the kitchen to address the newcomer. He placed down the tea pot before asking, "Sano? Are you here for breakfast?"
"Hey there Kenshin. No, I'm here to drop off a letter our old pal from the Police Department gave to me. He said it was for 'Battousai'," Sano explained, leaning on the shoji door frame. His hand came up, holding the brown letter between his fingers.
"Saitoh? What does he want?" Misao asked suspiciously.
"He must know about the Tikara Ryu. He would be foolish not to, for this is something that would not go by a Wolf's nose without it sniffing," Aoshi's voice flowed from the hallways. He walked towards the small gathering at the table and seated himself next to Misao.
"He smells all kinds of things, half of 'em I don't even want to know," Sano said as he plopped down next to Yahiko.
"Hey! I thought you weren't here for food, you Rooster!"Yahiko shouted, covering his food protectively.
"Hey, hey-Food is here, and I ain't one to let food go to waste," Sano said as he licked his lips hungrily.
Kenshin quickly grabbed the letter from Sano's hands, not wanting him to eat that in his rampage of hunger. He glanced at the letter in hands, his two fingers rubbing at it softly as if in thought. He knew that he would have to go to this Arimoto Deguchi and protect him from his vengeful affiliates. He let his eyes drift from the brown letter to Kaoru's beautiful blue eyes.
'Yet another mission to take me away from my family, and possibly put them in danger. When is this ever going to stop?' he sighed as he opened the letter.
His calloused fingers unfolded the parchment, letting his eyes find the ink lettering on the note as he read.
Himura-san
Please meet me at the Tyousen Teahouse tonight at midnight at the back. The password is faia manako. Merushi-.
'Tonight? I thought it was tomorrow night!' Kenshin thought as his eyes widened.
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"Sir! She's at the Kamiya Dojo!"
"Are you sure? When did she arrive?"
"Yes, I'm quite positive. She arrived there yesturday as my spies tell me,"
"Good, make sure she and her friends stay there. I need to talk to the boss. He's going to want to hear this,"
"Of course, sir. Oh-There's one more thing!"
"Speak then,"
"The Wolf is on our trail, as well as Shinnomori,"
"Well then, make sure that the wolf can't track at all. And as for the Leader of the Oniwaban, make him see that he isn't the best of the fighters,"
"As you wish, sir,"
"Leave Himura for the boss and the rest let the others mingle with,"
"I shall tell them the good news then, sir. When may we attack?"
"The boss has yet to let it be known to me. So wait for now,"
"Yes, sir,"
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***A/N--so what do ya'll think??? Huh??? ok i know another short one--my mentor tells me that shorter chappies are best--and sorries a bunch for getting this out late--drama to the third power people--major major major drama!!! If you're a girl or you're in school ya know what i am talking about! Anyways--happy endings, as always--knight in shinning armor, the whole bit ^_^
To those who reviewed!
So many that I can't think--well maybe I can--if it's alright with ya'll, i think i'll just say a general Thank You to all you ^_^
But--To Orion Kohaishu and Elendair--I wish you guys the best in the world--Urako just wants to say one thing.
Urako:Elendair don't leave me!!!*puppy face*
BW--yesh you--^_^, Hugs n love from me--you always kick ass--don't forget about me!
SJ--*chuckles* Loves ya much girlie ^_^ and same thing goes to you ^^