Bikky: Okay Saito, you know what to do.
Saito: Why me?
Bikky: Do it for your fans out there!
Saito: Hn. Moron.
Bikky: PLEASE! I'll give you a ciggrette!
Saito: Fine. Bikky wishes she owns Kenshin, but atlast, she doesn't.
Bikky: Good boy! hands him a candy ciggrette
Saito: What's this!
Bikky: Enjoy the Story!
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Chapter One: Wolf of Mibu Versus Hitokiri Battousai
Kenshin's red hair swayed in the night wind. Okita glared him down. It was there in the heat of the dark night, with the moonlight as the light guiding their swords. Than in an instant both boys were fighting, while the other members of the Shinsengumi watched. Okita's sword slashed at the Battousai's, but Kenshin blocked it with his sword. Both were slashing and blocking. Kenshin bounced off of the city's walls, with Okita fast at his heels. Then a howl spoke.
"Okita."
The boy turned around to find Hajime Saito standing there.
"You're not strong enough to defeat a man like that."
"But Master!" Okita protested.
"Let me take him on."
Okita grumbled, not wanting to admit that his master was right, and there was no way he could defeat the Battousai's god like speed, so he stepped aside, while Kenshin glared hard at the Shinsengumi. Saito prepared his gatostu, while Kenshin prepared for his attack.
The Wolf of Mibu lunged at the cross-shape Battousai. The swords danced in the moonlight. At such speed, only the moonlight reflecting off the swords could be seen. For every attack there was a defense. Yet neither of the men would show any signs of weakness. This battle was determined all by stamina. The first opponent to fall loses everything.
The stalemate grew, and finally both opponents decided to put everything into this last attack. They screamed and dashed at one another. Kenshin bounced off of Saito's sword, and flipped off of a building, while Saito ran up behind him, and whacked him the hilt of his sword. Kenshin rolled, and quickly recovered. Both men went into his trademark move. This would be the deciding factor of winner and loser.
The mysterious wind blew through their hair. Before any of them could attack, a siren rang throughout the city. Both men stared hard into one another for few more minutes. The Kyoto fires were now circling them. Yet either of the men dared to move.
"Master!" Okita cried, as the fires were getting closer.
"Hn." Saito glared over at the Hitokiri Battousai, and walked away with his Shinsengumi into the flames of Kyoto.
Hitokiri Battousai watched them leave before he disappeared back into the alleys of Kyoto.