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Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin but I wish I did.
'...' Indicates thought
The Secret Kept from Yahiko
Chapter Two
*Special thanks to my beta reader- IcyPanther! ^^*
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From last time: It was 6:33 PM and I was walking in the front door with the day's earnings when Gasuke walked up to me. "Yahiko," he said solemnly, "your mother is dead. I'm sorry."
I stood there dumbstruck. Mommy couldn't be dead; she just couldn't.
"Yahiko I know that this is sad, but you still have to work for us. You need to pay off your mother's debts."
I ran off. I couldn't take it. I wouldn't work for them. Stealing was wrong. But something my mother used to say echoed through my mind. It was, "Yahiko, you are a Myojin and a Myojin will always honor his family." And then I knew I had to stick with the Shuei Yakuza Syndicate until whatever a debt was, was paid off.
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*Yahiko POV*
Five Years Later (The "real" Yahiko age!)
I had been working for the Shuei Yakuza Syndicate for five years now.
From what I heard, I would be working for those thugs I lived with for a
long time. Gasuke had explained numerous times, too many to count, that
my mother's debt was very large and would take long time for me to pay
off.
In general life hadn't been going so well for me. My normally tan
complexion had a distinct black and blue look from being the gang's
punching bag. Food was rare from the gang as they thought I should be
able to take care of myself, which included getting clothes, eating, and
medical care if needed. People on the streets gave me one look and turned
in the opposite direction. There were too many children on the streets
for them to notice and care about me. I hated stealing, I knew it was
wrong, but I couldn't stop. Sure, I dishonored the family name, but if I
didn't complete the debt I owed them I would be dishonoring it as well.
So I had absolutely no choice but to continue through this small criminal
life.
Currently, I was on my mission, find someone who looked pretty
wealthy, snatch their purse, and then keep doing it. A woman wearing a
silk kimono passed me, she obviously looked rich. I moved forward, my
hand snaking out but just then a little girl ran underfoot, lauhing and
holding a doll. "Can I have this Mommy, please?"
I moved away and slunk back into the crowd, my eyes searching out a
new target. I couldn't steal from that woman, although it's what Gasuke
would call a weakness. But whenever I saw a kid, like myself, I couldn't
bring myself to make their life unhappy.
Prowling down the main street of town my eyes lighted on a red haired
man wearing a sword and being towed along by a vicious looking black
haired girl. Could this man be a samurai? I had always been fascinated by
anyone with a sword because when I was younger my mother had told me
stories of my father fighting battles before he died with the Shogunate.
I tailed the two easily, not having any trouble keeping them in my
sights. First off, I prided myself on being good at what I did and
second, it is very hard to miss red hair in a sea of black and brown..
The swordsman seemed to have a good amount of money because his pocket
was somewhat bulging.
I planned my attack carefully, surveying the layout of the ground.
They were crossing the wooden bridge, probably easy for them to hear me
if I ran up. I'd just have to go really fast, grab the purse, and take
off in the direction I just came. Simple.
I pumped my legs into action and sped across the stretch of land,
gaining momentum as I went. My hand reached out and grabbed his purse and
I turned to run the way I came but my path was blocked. I started to run
forward, but surprisingly, that girl with him lunged and tackled me!
She turned to the man and said, "Kenshin, this kid is a pickpocket."
'Good way to state the obvious Ugly' I thought.
Instead out loud I yelled, "Hey Ugly, let me go!" (A/N: I'm much to
lazy to type the whole dialogue between the three of them, but it goes
along the lines of episode Two Kid Samurai. For those of you who have
never seen it, Kenshin gives Yahiko the money and tells him not to get
caught. Yahiko is mad because he hasn't fallen so low that he needs to be
handed money and throws it back at Kenshin. Yahiko goes on to say that he
only stole from Kenshin because he was wearing a sword. And he informs
Kenshin that he is not a kid. The last line of this scene is Kenshin
saying, "Don't ever lose that pride you have.")
After the whole encounter I went to the riverbank to get my thoughts
straight. Kenshin or whatever his name was had told me not to lose my
pride. Problem is, how could I have pride if I stole rightful earned
money from innocent people everyday?
I heard a crunch of grass behind me and I turned to see the two
duncebuckets of the Yakuza, Honya and Kyo, along with none other than
Gasuke.
"Hey Yahiko," said Kyo, "We've been looking for you."
"Yeah," chimed in Honya, "How much did you get today?"
"I got nothing," I retorted angrily. The two men gasped and looked up
at Gasuke.
"Gasuke-San?" Gasuke came over and pulled my fingers behind me until I
yelped in pain.
"How much more do I owe you guys?" I panted out.
"I don't know Yahiko, ten years, twenty years, but you're going to pay
it all back with these fingers of yours."
I could feel him nod to the other members as he let go of my hand. I
involuntarily prepared myself for the beating I knew I was about to
receive. Sure enough, blows rained down upon me numbering so many that I
lost count very quickly. It was after I tasted blood that the world
around me went black.
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Author's Notes:
Well that was it for chapter two! If anyone was wondering I got the name
Honya because in the actual show there are already a Henya and a Hanya so
I made a Honya^^ For all you people out there who really like torture
and suffering you will see it all in chapter four! Chapter three is more
of an explanation chapter that will explain the title of the story^^
Until the next chapter abayo! Stick around for reviewer's comments!
~LishaChan
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Reviewer's Comments:
*** Icy Panther *** Glad you like it! Pretzel style is the way I sit so
Yahiko got to too! I like POV from other people besides just an overall
view, and don't worry there will definitley be more detail! ^^ And thanks
for being my beta reader!
*** PraiseDevineMercy *** I wasn't planning on doing a father/son thing
between Kenshin and Yahiko, but it seems that it is going to turn out
something like that! ^^
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin but I wish I did.
'...' Indicates thought
The Secret Kept from Yahiko
Chapter Two
*Special thanks to my beta reader- IcyPanther! ^^*
* * * * * * * * * *
From last time: It was 6:33 PM and I was walking in the front door with the day's earnings when Gasuke walked up to me. "Yahiko," he said solemnly, "your mother is dead. I'm sorry."
I stood there dumbstruck. Mommy couldn't be dead; she just couldn't.
"Yahiko I know that this is sad, but you still have to work for us. You need to pay off your mother's debts."
I ran off. I couldn't take it. I wouldn't work for them. Stealing was wrong. But something my mother used to say echoed through my mind. It was, "Yahiko, you are a Myojin and a Myojin will always honor his family." And then I knew I had to stick with the Shuei Yakuza Syndicate until whatever a debt was, was paid off.
* * * * * * * * * *
*Yahiko POV*
Five Years Later (The "real" Yahiko age!)
I had been working for the Shuei Yakuza Syndicate for five years now.
From what I heard, I would be working for those thugs I lived with for a
long time. Gasuke had explained numerous times, too many to count, that
my mother's debt was very large and would take long time for me to pay
off.
In general life hadn't been going so well for me. My normally tan
complexion had a distinct black and blue look from being the gang's
punching bag. Food was rare from the gang as they thought I should be
able to take care of myself, which included getting clothes, eating, and
medical care if needed. People on the streets gave me one look and turned
in the opposite direction. There were too many children on the streets
for them to notice and care about me. I hated stealing, I knew it was
wrong, but I couldn't stop. Sure, I dishonored the family name, but if I
didn't complete the debt I owed them I would be dishonoring it as well.
So I had absolutely no choice but to continue through this small criminal
life.
Currently, I was on my mission, find someone who looked pretty
wealthy, snatch their purse, and then keep doing it. A woman wearing a
silk kimono passed me, she obviously looked rich. I moved forward, my
hand snaking out but just then a little girl ran underfoot, lauhing and
holding a doll. "Can I have this Mommy, please?"
I moved away and slunk back into the crowd, my eyes searching out a
new target. I couldn't steal from that woman, although it's what Gasuke
would call a weakness. But whenever I saw a kid, like myself, I couldn't
bring myself to make their life unhappy.
Prowling down the main street of town my eyes lighted on a red haired
man wearing a sword and being towed along by a vicious looking black
haired girl. Could this man be a samurai? I had always been fascinated by
anyone with a sword because when I was younger my mother had told me
stories of my father fighting battles before he died with the Shogunate.
I tailed the two easily, not having any trouble keeping them in my
sights. First off, I prided myself on being good at what I did and
second, it is very hard to miss red hair in a sea of black and brown..
The swordsman seemed to have a good amount of money because his pocket
was somewhat bulging.
I planned my attack carefully, surveying the layout of the ground.
They were crossing the wooden bridge, probably easy for them to hear me
if I ran up. I'd just have to go really fast, grab the purse, and take
off in the direction I just came. Simple.
I pumped my legs into action and sped across the stretch of land,
gaining momentum as I went. My hand reached out and grabbed his purse and
I turned to run the way I came but my path was blocked. I started to run
forward, but surprisingly, that girl with him lunged and tackled me!
She turned to the man and said, "Kenshin, this kid is a pickpocket."
'Good way to state the obvious Ugly' I thought.
Instead out loud I yelled, "Hey Ugly, let me go!" (A/N: I'm much to
lazy to type the whole dialogue between the three of them, but it goes
along the lines of episode Two Kid Samurai. For those of you who have
never seen it, Kenshin gives Yahiko the money and tells him not to get
caught. Yahiko is mad because he hasn't fallen so low that he needs to be
handed money and throws it back at Kenshin. Yahiko goes on to say that he
only stole from Kenshin because he was wearing a sword. And he informs
Kenshin that he is not a kid. The last line of this scene is Kenshin
saying, "Don't ever lose that pride you have.")
After the whole encounter I went to the riverbank to get my thoughts
straight. Kenshin or whatever his name was had told me not to lose my
pride. Problem is, how could I have pride if I stole rightful earned
money from innocent people everyday?
I heard a crunch of grass behind me and I turned to see the two
duncebuckets of the Yakuza, Honya and Kyo, along with none other than
Gasuke.
"Hey Yahiko," said Kyo, "We've been looking for you."
"Yeah," chimed in Honya, "How much did you get today?"
"I got nothing," I retorted angrily. The two men gasped and looked up
at Gasuke.
"Gasuke-San?" Gasuke came over and pulled my fingers behind me until I
yelped in pain.
"How much more do I owe you guys?" I panted out.
"I don't know Yahiko, ten years, twenty years, but you're going to pay
it all back with these fingers of yours."
I could feel him nod to the other members as he let go of my hand. I
involuntarily prepared myself for the beating I knew I was about to
receive. Sure enough, blows rained down upon me numbering so many that I
lost count very quickly. It was after I tasted blood that the world
around me went black.
* * * * * * * * * *
Author's Notes:
Well that was it for chapter two! If anyone was wondering I got the name
Honya because in the actual show there are already a Henya and a Hanya so
I made a Honya^^ For all you people out there who really like torture
and suffering you will see it all in chapter four! Chapter three is more
of an explanation chapter that will explain the title of the story^^
Until the next chapter abayo! Stick around for reviewer's comments!
~LishaChan
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Reviewer's Comments:
*** Icy Panther *** Glad you like it! Pretzel style is the way I sit so
Yahiko got to too! I like POV from other people besides just an overall
view, and don't worry there will definitley be more detail! ^^ And thanks
for being my beta reader!
*** PraiseDevineMercy *** I wasn't planning on doing a father/son thing
between Kenshin and Yahiko, but it seems that it is going to turn out
something like that! ^^