I'm back! Even though I only got one review (thank you ThE KiDDo ) I decided to update. Also Sam and I finally figured out a title for this fic so I don't have to keep asking you for suggestions WHICH I might add no one gave! Anywho, I'm done bitching, so enjoy the chapter!

The Choice

"So what will you choose?"

The words seemed to echo throughout the room like a death sentence. All of a sudden Sam broke the silence. "Well if you put it that way, I think I want to keep my friggen life thank you very much."

"So that's a yes for the blue haired freak. What about you?" Sam glared at Saitou for his freak comment as he turned to face Tricia.

"Do you really have to ask me?" Tricia looked at him with a 'you are joking, right?' look on her face.

"Now that you two know what has happened, I can get out of here and get back to work. Just don't leave the building." Saitou then walked back out the door, praying to whatever gods might be listening, that he would never have to face these two idiots again.

Hmmm. He said that we have to stay in the building. He didn't say that we had to stay in our room. Tricia walked up to the door and tested it. The door swung open easily.

"Where are we going to go even if we made it out the first ten steps?" Sam asked Tricia and started to follow her out the door and into the hall.

"We are going to go se what there is to do around here for entertainment. That dude did say we are going to be here a while didn't he? There must be something to do!" Tricia exclaimed as she walked to the elevator, leaving Sam to scurry after her.

Reaching the first floor, they decided to explore each floor as they reached it. The first floor was laid out like a hotel lobby, just in case a tourist had made a wrong turn. The second floor held a maze of office cubicles, phones and computers constantly at work. The third floor however, was like a dream world paradise.

Mirrors lined the north and south walls. Punching bags and training mats were littered across the hardwood floor. Sets of weights were crunched into the southwest corner and treadmills, and bicycles were lined up the east wall. Weapons of all kinds lined the west wall.

"Hey, Sam! It's been a while since we fought, how about we go a few rounds?" Tricia walked into the center of the room and took an offensive position. Sam walked in front of Tricia and took her stance.

Both looked at each other, figuring out an attack plan before the battle had even started. Sam was the first to move, leaping across the mat to try to punch Tricia in the nose. Tricia evaded the punch and kicked Sam in the chest, sending her flying for a few feet. Sam recovered quickly, only to have to evade Tricia's hard left hook.

After a while, both were starting to feel the effects of the fight. Sam now had a bruise on her right cheek, and a smudge of blood above her left eye. Tricia was sporting a busted lip and some bruises up and down both arms.

The only door to the room suddenly burst off its hinges, and in came a very pissed Kenshin. Glaring at both girls, he shouted at them "I thought you two were told to stay in your room! I've had to look all over for you two!"

"Technically," Tricia talked to him as if she knew everything "that guy said we had to stay in the building. He never said we had to stay in our room." Tricia crossed her arms and waited for his response. Sam was looking frantically between the two, wondering if she should put her two cents in or not.

"It doesn't matter anymore. You two are going to follow me up to your room, and then you are going to stay there until someone says you can leave. I will make sure to send someone up every hour to check to see that you are still there." Kenshin turned around and started walking through the door.

"We get to have a baby sitter. Oh, how fun." Tricia said to Sam.

"I do hope you were being sarcastic, right?" Sam turned to Tricia with her 'you've got to be kidding me' expression.

"Of course I was. Sarcasm is a foreign language to you, isn't it?" Tricia looked back at Sam.

"Are you two coming or not!" Kenshin was getting really pissed now.

"We have names you know!" Sam looked at him and stuck out her tongue.

"I don't really care. Now get your asses over here and start walking." This, obviously, not being the time to mess with Kenshin, the girls walked over and followed him into the elevator.

Once getting to their room, Kenshin glared at them one more time before saying his piece. "You two will not leave this door unless Aoshi or myself come to get you. Do you understand me?"

"Duh, you've only said it three times in the last 15 minutes! We're not stupid you know!" Tricia was just about at the point she was going to strangle Kenshin for his comments.

Smirking a little Kenshin replied, "You could have fooled me." Before he closed the door and locked them in.

"Asshole." Was all Tricia had to say.

About one hour later, there was a knock on the door. "Hey! Can I come in?" a muffled male voice came through the door.

"Sure, but it locks from the outside!" Sam yelled back. Some clicks, a bang, and a muffled "ow, shit!" then the door finally swung open, revealing a tall man with spiked brown hair that reminded the girls strangely of…

"Your hair looks like a rooster!" Tricia and Sam both said in unison, immediately followed by fits of giggles.

"You've already talked to the kitsune haven't you?" He said in an exasperated tone.

"The who?" Sam was looking at him strangely, trying to figure out who the 'fox' was.

"The lady doctor from the 7th floor. She calls me rooster head, so I call her fox lady." The guy explained. "So, my name is Sanosuke Sagara. Just call me Sano. What are your names?" Sano asked Tricia and Sam.

"I'm Samantha, and this is my best friend Tricia." Sam walked up to Sano and shook his hand.

"I have a question for you Sano." Tricia said to him after she had shaken his hand as well. "Can you tell us why Kenshin is such an asshole?"

If Sano had been surprised by Tricia's comment, he hid it extremely well. "Kenshin's been like that ever since his wife died. It's really not my place to tell you though."

"How else are we going to find out? It's not like he's ever going to tell us!" Tricia exclaimed as she flopped down on the black leather couch.

"I'm just saying that he'll tell you if he wants you to know." Sanosuke said as he headed to the kitchen.

"Why are you using our kitchen? It's not like we have any food." Sam said following him around the flat.

"Do you mean that they stuck you up here without any food!" Sano said as he started shaking Sam's shoulders. "How have you two survived this long!" Sam was now going swirly eyed from Sano shaking her.

"Umm, Sano could you stop shaking Sam now? I think she's going to puke." Tricia said as she took cover behind the chair.

"What? Oh, sorry Sam." As soon as Sano let her go, Sam ran for the bathroom.

Please R&R. This time I am only gonna ask for TWO reviews! And I might have another chapter up by tonight because I feel like being nice, so yeah your welcome .

Devil's Wing