When Gods Hit Earth
Sweet Sakura Curls
Chapter 3: Adjusting
The next morning, Kurt and Evan woke up to a blaring alarm.
"Wha-?" Evan blearily shot a spike at the clock, silencing it with a loud smash. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), the noise caused Kurt to *bamf* out of bed.
"Ah, man, Evan! Now we need a new alarm! The professor is NOT going to be happy."
"Who cares, the stupid thing went off too early."
"Was?" Kurt looked at the remains of the clock.
"Ach! We have to make breakfast!" Kurt's voice was panicked and he vaulted toward the closet.
"Evan! Come on, get up!"
He managed to get Evan out of bed and shoved some random clothes into his arms.
"Get dressed!"
It took about two minutes to be relatively decent, and Kurt grabbed Evan's shoulder and teleported into the kitchen. The first thing they noticed was the smell of food cooking, the second thing they noticed was the lack of people.
"Ryo Tsui Sen!" The boys' heads snapped upwards toward the direction of the shout, and were shocked to see the form of the new student flying towards them, sword out and glinting in the light. As they watched, Kenshin's eyes widened in surprise and the body that had been barreling towards them twisted and rammed into the cabinets. Both boys ran toward the fallen mutant, helping him up.
"Orororo…" Kenshin's eyes were glazed, but he managed to snap out of it after a moment.
"Are you alright man?" Evan looked cautiously down at the man, who was at least three inches shorter then Evan's 5'8.
"Sessha is fine, de gozaru yo. Sessha is most sorry for putting you in danger." Kenshin bowed low, holding the position for a few moments, then standing.
"Sessha was making breakfast. This one hopes you don't mind."
"Mind? Never." Kurt grinned, "Now we don't have to make it."
"You do not enjoy cooking?"
"Hardly." Evan's voice was dry, and he laughed, "So yeah, what'd ya make"
Kenshin's brow furrowed as he struggled for second to understand what the boy had just said, then his face cleared.
"Sessha has prepared miso soup, and rice balls with radishes and cabbage. I was unsure as to how much to make, so I made enough for…hmm…" Kenshin looked around the kitchen, "Maybe fifty people. Yes," He nodded, "This should feed fifty people."
Evan and Kurt's eyes widened, "You made enough food for fifty people? How long have you been up?"
"Up?"
"Awake." Kurt's voice was amused and understanding.
"Oh, sessha was awake at an hour before sunrise. Since there was nobody cooking, this unworthy one decided to begin."
"What's with the, this unworthy one stuff?"
"What's with it?"
"Why do you say it?"
"That is…an almost accurate translation of sessha."
"Why do you call yourself sessha?"
"Because that is what my sensei told me to call myself." Kenshin's eyes closed and he turned back to the stove, stirring the pot.
"I see…"
"Well, let's set the table!" Kenshin's face was smiling and cheery again, and both Kurt and Evan sweat dropped. This guy could change moods at the drop of a hat. Almost like he had bi polar disorder… (a/n ano…sorry, not in this fic, Kenshin with mental disorders is done too often)
Kenshin bustled around the kitchen, pulling out plates and bowls, stopping when he couldn't find what he was looking for.
"Where are the chopsticks?" His face was puzzled and he looked around the kitchen as if expecting the hiding chopsticks to pop out at him.
"We don't have any chopsticks, nobody here knows how to use them, except maybe the professors."
"I see…" Kenshin looked disappointed, "Forks and spoons then." He quickly found the utensils.
"How many people are eating?" Kenshin finally cast an eye at Kurt and Evan.
"Eh, let's see….maybe twenty?"
"Nein, twenty-five."
"Alright then…" Kenshin began to pile the dished into the arms of the two boys, "Come then, let's go! You two set up the dishes, I'll bring out the food!"
Kenshin lifted the soup gently off the stove and brought it through the kitchen to the dinning room, unsurprised to see several people sitting at the table, having sensed their ki.
"Ohayo, de gozaru yo." He gently set the pot on the table and proceeded to direct Kurt and Evan around the table until it was set to his satisfaction, making the people seated grin at the display. When he was done, Kenshin bowed low and turned to walk back into the kitchen.
"Mr. Himura, aren't you going to eat?" One of the young mutants at the table asked.
Kenshin turned and smiled at the child,
"Sessha will eat when everyone else is done."
"Why not now?"
"Because it is appropriate that sessha eat last, de gozaru yo."
"No way! You come eat with me Mr. Himura." The young lady fixed Kenshin with a glare and the entire room watched in amusement as the redhead quaked under the glare of the girl.
"Ano… This one should-" That was all he had time to say before he was dragged to the table and physically sat down.
"That's better!" The young girl grinned as she flopped back in her chair.
"Ororo…." Kenshin seemed lost for a moment, his eyes glazed. When he recovered, he asked,
What is your name, de gozaru yo?" Kenshin's eyes sharpened slightly as he read the ki of the girl.
"I'm Kaoru Kamiya! I'm the only user of the Kamiya-Kasshin Ryu!" Kaoru smiled happily and dug into her food.
"This is really good. You should cook more often. I'm a terrible cook. Nobody likes what I cook." Her eyes got watery, "I don't know why! I try really really hard!"
Kenshin began to look slightly uncomfortable, shifting in his chair, unsure why everybody around him looked amused.
"I'm sure your cooking isn't that bad, Kaoru-dono."
The girl perked up immediately.
"Really! You think so! I'm going to make you a big batch of cookies later! You'll love them!" She munched happily away at her rice.
Kenshin didn't like the looks of pity and dread on the faces of the rest of the mutants.
"There's no need to be so worried Kenshin, you said yourself that my cooking couldn't be that bad."
Kenshin looked startled, he had been masking his ki and keeping his face blank. How had she known? He shrugged it off as either a mutant power or a natural talent. Or maybe she was just familiar with the reaction to her cooking. However, Kenshin missed the surprise that flashed in everyone's ki.
Eating his breakfast, Kenshin watched the girl sitting next to him. She looked like she was around the age of fourteen, maybe a bit older. She had raven black hair and sparkling blue eyes. She looked to be of Japanese decent, but obviously had some other culture mixed in. She was cheerful, but there was a secret lurking behind her young eyes. He decided that she bore some watching, but was otherwise safe. Relaxing slightly, he looked around the rest of the room.
There was the girl with red hair, Jean, talking to a boy wearing glasses with red lenses, Scott, and the man named Wolverine. And the Professor. Kurt and Evan were stuffing their faces, but that ended the people he knew. There was a boy who looked to be around ten, a girl with mostly red hair, but had white strips on the bangs. A girl with brown hair who was chattering happily with Storm, the woman he had met the day before. A large boy was talking with a smaller boy with blond hair. He assumed that more people would be coming later.
Once he finished, Kenshin stood to return his dishes to the sink.
"Kenshin, will you be free to give me a demostration of your powers in around two hours?"
"Yes, that will be fine. Sessha will be ready. Where should this one go?"
"Just meet Kaoru here. She will show you the way." The Professor's eyes sparkled, and Kenshin got the idea he was planning something.
"Very well. Where do you keep your laundry?"
"The machine is in the basement, as are all the clothes."
"Machine? For clothes?" Kenshin looked confused, but shook his head.
"Do you have a bucket? Some soap?"
"Yes of course. You can find them in the closet off the Kitchen."
"Thank you." Kenshin bowed and then stepped through the door, vanishing from sight.
TO BE CONTINUED….
Author's Note: There. Hope you liked it. I know, it's still short, but it's a full page longer then the last chapter. This was hard to write. Whew. Anyway,
To those of you who commented to the currency rate: I was just putting up a guess, I don't pay attention to the exchange rate. Thank you for correcting me though. Let's just say that Kenshin has 100 American dollars. Ok?
Thanks to those who voted! You'll find out the exact age of Kaoru later. Yahiko will enter into the story in two chapters, Sano and Maegumi a chapter after that. I think.
NEXT CHAPTER:
-Kaoru makes Kenshin cookies!
-Fun with the laundry
-The Danger Room
Please review and tell me what you think! Constructive reviews appreciated!
Sweet Sakura Curls
Chapter 3: Adjusting
The next morning, Kurt and Evan woke up to a blaring alarm.
"Wha-?" Evan blearily shot a spike at the clock, silencing it with a loud smash. Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on how you look at it), the noise caused Kurt to *bamf* out of bed.
"Ah, man, Evan! Now we need a new alarm! The professor is NOT going to be happy."
"Who cares, the stupid thing went off too early."
"Was?" Kurt looked at the remains of the clock.
"Ach! We have to make breakfast!" Kurt's voice was panicked and he vaulted toward the closet.
"Evan! Come on, get up!"
He managed to get Evan out of bed and shoved some random clothes into his arms.
"Get dressed!"
It took about two minutes to be relatively decent, and Kurt grabbed Evan's shoulder and teleported into the kitchen. The first thing they noticed was the smell of food cooking, the second thing they noticed was the lack of people.
"Ryo Tsui Sen!" The boys' heads snapped upwards toward the direction of the shout, and were shocked to see the form of the new student flying towards them, sword out and glinting in the light. As they watched, Kenshin's eyes widened in surprise and the body that had been barreling towards them twisted and rammed into the cabinets. Both boys ran toward the fallen mutant, helping him up.
"Orororo…" Kenshin's eyes were glazed, but he managed to snap out of it after a moment.
"Are you alright man?" Evan looked cautiously down at the man, who was at least three inches shorter then Evan's 5'8.
"Sessha is fine, de gozaru yo. Sessha is most sorry for putting you in danger." Kenshin bowed low, holding the position for a few moments, then standing.
"Sessha was making breakfast. This one hopes you don't mind."
"Mind? Never." Kurt grinned, "Now we don't have to make it."
"You do not enjoy cooking?"
"Hardly." Evan's voice was dry, and he laughed, "So yeah, what'd ya make"
Kenshin's brow furrowed as he struggled for second to understand what the boy had just said, then his face cleared.
"Sessha has prepared miso soup, and rice balls with radishes and cabbage. I was unsure as to how much to make, so I made enough for…hmm…" Kenshin looked around the kitchen, "Maybe fifty people. Yes," He nodded, "This should feed fifty people."
Evan and Kurt's eyes widened, "You made enough food for fifty people? How long have you been up?"
"Up?"
"Awake." Kurt's voice was amused and understanding.
"Oh, sessha was awake at an hour before sunrise. Since there was nobody cooking, this unworthy one decided to begin."
"What's with the, this unworthy one stuff?"
"What's with it?"
"Why do you say it?"
"That is…an almost accurate translation of sessha."
"Why do you call yourself sessha?"
"Because that is what my sensei told me to call myself." Kenshin's eyes closed and he turned back to the stove, stirring the pot.
"I see…"
"Well, let's set the table!" Kenshin's face was smiling and cheery again, and both Kurt and Evan sweat dropped. This guy could change moods at the drop of a hat. Almost like he had bi polar disorder… (a/n ano…sorry, not in this fic, Kenshin with mental disorders is done too often)
Kenshin bustled around the kitchen, pulling out plates and bowls, stopping when he couldn't find what he was looking for.
"Where are the chopsticks?" His face was puzzled and he looked around the kitchen as if expecting the hiding chopsticks to pop out at him.
"We don't have any chopsticks, nobody here knows how to use them, except maybe the professors."
"I see…" Kenshin looked disappointed, "Forks and spoons then." He quickly found the utensils.
"How many people are eating?" Kenshin finally cast an eye at Kurt and Evan.
"Eh, let's see….maybe twenty?"
"Nein, twenty-five."
"Alright then…" Kenshin began to pile the dished into the arms of the two boys, "Come then, let's go! You two set up the dishes, I'll bring out the food!"
Kenshin lifted the soup gently off the stove and brought it through the kitchen to the dinning room, unsurprised to see several people sitting at the table, having sensed their ki.
"Ohayo, de gozaru yo." He gently set the pot on the table and proceeded to direct Kurt and Evan around the table until it was set to his satisfaction, making the people seated grin at the display. When he was done, Kenshin bowed low and turned to walk back into the kitchen.
"Mr. Himura, aren't you going to eat?" One of the young mutants at the table asked.
Kenshin turned and smiled at the child,
"Sessha will eat when everyone else is done."
"Why not now?"
"Because it is appropriate that sessha eat last, de gozaru yo."
"No way! You come eat with me Mr. Himura." The young lady fixed Kenshin with a glare and the entire room watched in amusement as the redhead quaked under the glare of the girl.
"Ano… This one should-" That was all he had time to say before he was dragged to the table and physically sat down.
"That's better!" The young girl grinned as she flopped back in her chair.
"Ororo…." Kenshin seemed lost for a moment, his eyes glazed. When he recovered, he asked,
What is your name, de gozaru yo?" Kenshin's eyes sharpened slightly as he read the ki of the girl.
"I'm Kaoru Kamiya! I'm the only user of the Kamiya-Kasshin Ryu!" Kaoru smiled happily and dug into her food.
"This is really good. You should cook more often. I'm a terrible cook. Nobody likes what I cook." Her eyes got watery, "I don't know why! I try really really hard!"
Kenshin began to look slightly uncomfortable, shifting in his chair, unsure why everybody around him looked amused.
"I'm sure your cooking isn't that bad, Kaoru-dono."
The girl perked up immediately.
"Really! You think so! I'm going to make you a big batch of cookies later! You'll love them!" She munched happily away at her rice.
Kenshin didn't like the looks of pity and dread on the faces of the rest of the mutants.
"There's no need to be so worried Kenshin, you said yourself that my cooking couldn't be that bad."
Kenshin looked startled, he had been masking his ki and keeping his face blank. How had she known? He shrugged it off as either a mutant power or a natural talent. Or maybe she was just familiar with the reaction to her cooking. However, Kenshin missed the surprise that flashed in everyone's ki.
Eating his breakfast, Kenshin watched the girl sitting next to him. She looked like she was around the age of fourteen, maybe a bit older. She had raven black hair and sparkling blue eyes. She looked to be of Japanese decent, but obviously had some other culture mixed in. She was cheerful, but there was a secret lurking behind her young eyes. He decided that she bore some watching, but was otherwise safe. Relaxing slightly, he looked around the rest of the room.
There was the girl with red hair, Jean, talking to a boy wearing glasses with red lenses, Scott, and the man named Wolverine. And the Professor. Kurt and Evan were stuffing their faces, but that ended the people he knew. There was a boy who looked to be around ten, a girl with mostly red hair, but had white strips on the bangs. A girl with brown hair who was chattering happily with Storm, the woman he had met the day before. A large boy was talking with a smaller boy with blond hair. He assumed that more people would be coming later.
Once he finished, Kenshin stood to return his dishes to the sink.
"Kenshin, will you be free to give me a demostration of your powers in around two hours?"
"Yes, that will be fine. Sessha will be ready. Where should this one go?"
"Just meet Kaoru here. She will show you the way." The Professor's eyes sparkled, and Kenshin got the idea he was planning something.
"Very well. Where do you keep your laundry?"
"The machine is in the basement, as are all the clothes."
"Machine? For clothes?" Kenshin looked confused, but shook his head.
"Do you have a bucket? Some soap?"
"Yes of course. You can find them in the closet off the Kitchen."
"Thank you." Kenshin bowed and then stepped through the door, vanishing from sight.
TO BE CONTINUED….
Author's Note: There. Hope you liked it. I know, it's still short, but it's a full page longer then the last chapter. This was hard to write. Whew. Anyway,
To those of you who commented to the currency rate: I was just putting up a guess, I don't pay attention to the exchange rate. Thank you for correcting me though. Let's just say that Kenshin has 100 American dollars. Ok?
Thanks to those who voted! You'll find out the exact age of Kaoru later. Yahiko will enter into the story in two chapters, Sano and Maegumi a chapter after that. I think.
NEXT CHAPTER:
-Kaoru makes Kenshin cookies!
-Fun with the laundry
-The Danger Room
Please review and tell me what you think! Constructive reviews appreciated!