Chapter 8
The courtyard:
"Kenshin and Kaoru are heading over here for their honeymoon!"
Misao's braid nearly stood on end as she read the small piece of paper. ---------------------
Dear Misao
Hello! How is our favorite little weasel? Just kidding! Kenshin and I are finally on our honeymoon! Yahiko and Yutaro are looking after the dojo for us while we're away. I hope that we won't go home to a burning ruin! We're writing from Megumi's clinic in Aizu. Her medical practice is booming and patients from all around the country are seeking her professional advice. Sanosuke is stirring all sorts of trouble. He's in the Philippines right now and seems to be in a bit of trouble with the Spanish colonists there. All in all the gang is doing fine. What we really want to tell you is that we're stopping by Kyoto in a week! Isn't that great? Well, we'll be seeing you!
Yours truly The Himuras
P.S. Sano says to send money. He needs to make bail again.
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"Jiya, this letter's been mailed six days ago! They're coming over tomorrow!" Miso yelled as she scanned the envelope. "Hmm, I guess when it said urgent I should have given it to you sooner. Oh well." Okina shrugged and walked of whistling.
"Why I outta' ..." Misao started. Good thing Soujirou was there to hold her back. "Ara! Misao-donno, err, you can't waste your time on Okina- san now! Ha ha, that's right. You have guests coming! We have to clean up." Soujirou said, letting out a sigh of relief as the firebrand stopped struggling against him. Good thing being an old assassin taught one to think on his feet.
"You're right, Sou-kun. Hurry up and pick up those buckets. You're gonna' clean the whole Aoiya from top to bottom. I don't wanna see a speck of dust anywhere. After that, trim the hedges and do the laundry. We can't have our knickers flying in the wind when they get here. Hop to it!" Misao replied with a smile, pushing a mop and a rag into the Tenken's hands. "You start here. I'll go to the market to buy more food." The cheery onmitsu said. "Oh, and wash the dishes too. I want to start using them as soon as I get back! Good thing you suggested it, Sou-kun, or we might not have time to do all of it." Misao called out as she disappeared into the hostel, leaving the rurouni with a mountain of chores.
"Then again, that might have been a stupid suggestion..." Soujirou smiled to himself, though it seemed a bit strained as he started on his duties.
The next day: The lobby of the Aoiya
"Kaoru-chan!"
"Misao-chan!"
The two young women squealed in delight and hugged each other savagely. "Kaoru! You look great! I see that Kenshin's been treating you well!" "Oh, as much as to be expected. But you look fantastic, Misao! Did you lose weight?" And so the typical banter of two women began.
"Well, if I did, that's just from chasing Soujirou all around the city." "Soujirou? You mean to tell me you have a boyfriend now, Misao?" "No, no! Just the new help that Jiya hired. Sometimes he can be a handful."
"Ororo? As much as you two are enjoying your reunion, can sessha trouble you for a little help?" A shaky voice said from the background. Out of a pile of luggage with two scrawny legs, another certain rurouni's head poked out. "Hello, Misao-donno." Kenshin said, the bags trembling as if beginning to fall. "Oh, hello Kenshin. It's good to see you again. Now, Kaoru, you just have to see what I did with the kitchen." "Oh you've got the new curtains?"
"Sessha feels so dejected..." Kenshin said, his eyes all big and teary as the two women disappeared into the kitchen. A gust of wind came through the open door, and we all know that a gust of wind can knock Kenshin down. "ORO?!?!" Kenshin said as the top suitcase of the luggage pyramid started to wobble. Think of Tom when he's balancing a stack of plates that Jerry's been throwing around. "This won't end well, de gozaru..." Kenshin said as he braced himself for the falling bags. The crash never came, though.
"ORO!"
"ARA?!"
Two bodies flashed through the scene of the falling luggage. Before any bags could touch the floor, two neat piles of suitcases appeared on either side of the room. "Whew. Almost didn't make it there. Kaoru-donno would have a fit if any of her clothes went missing." Kenshin said, sighing in relief that none of the bags opened or exploded into a flurry of clothes. Suddenly, Kenshin's expression turned serious. "And though sessha am grateful of your help, sessha would like an explanation of why you are here, Tenken no Soujirou..."
"Ah, it seems as if you caught me, Himura-san." Soujirou chuckled.
Later, Misao and Kaoru come out of the kitchen:
"So Soujirou used to be former Juppon Gatana? Misao, are you sure that he's a safe person to be around. Kenshin barely won against him, and he still had to use his ougi." Kaoru said, a worried look on her face as she heard the details of Misao's new employee. "Who, Sou-kun? He wouldn't hurt a fly. Well, not intentionally." Misao replied, recalling how close Soujirou had killed the bandits. "Still, I'd better tell Kenshin. I wouldn't want a fight breaking out." Kaoru said.
"An attack like that shall never reap any benefits, Soujirou."
"Ah, Himura-san. It would seem as if your technique is getting rusty. Blood shall always stay there."
Both women looked at each other with a panicked expression. They rushed out into the courtyard. "Kenshin, no!" "Soujirou, don't you dare!" Misao and Kaoru began.
"I'm telling you, Himura-san, this stain just won't budge." Soujirou said, thumbing a red spot on one of the clothes he was scrubbing. "No, no. You have to go against the grain, in little circles..." Kenshin said, demonstrating on the outfit he was washing. "Oh, I see..."
Misao and Kaoru stared at the two for a while, both of the men sitting on the ground with a tub of soap and water in front of them, sleeves rolled up. And they could only laugh. "Bwaha... K-kenshin and Souji?!?" "L-laundry and stain? Haha!"
"Well what do you think is with those two, Himura-san?" Soujirou said, his eyebrow raised. "Women, Soujirou. Just women..." Kenshin said, equally confused.
Notes:
Umm, yeah...
-FPotM
The courtyard:
"Kenshin and Kaoru are heading over here for their honeymoon!"
Misao's braid nearly stood on end as she read the small piece of paper. ---------------------
Dear Misao
Hello! How is our favorite little weasel? Just kidding! Kenshin and I are finally on our honeymoon! Yahiko and Yutaro are looking after the dojo for us while we're away. I hope that we won't go home to a burning ruin! We're writing from Megumi's clinic in Aizu. Her medical practice is booming and patients from all around the country are seeking her professional advice. Sanosuke is stirring all sorts of trouble. He's in the Philippines right now and seems to be in a bit of trouble with the Spanish colonists there. All in all the gang is doing fine. What we really want to tell you is that we're stopping by Kyoto in a week! Isn't that great? Well, we'll be seeing you!
Yours truly The Himuras
P.S. Sano says to send money. He needs to make bail again.
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"Jiya, this letter's been mailed six days ago! They're coming over tomorrow!" Miso yelled as she scanned the envelope. "Hmm, I guess when it said urgent I should have given it to you sooner. Oh well." Okina shrugged and walked of whistling.
"Why I outta' ..." Misao started. Good thing Soujirou was there to hold her back. "Ara! Misao-donno, err, you can't waste your time on Okina- san now! Ha ha, that's right. You have guests coming! We have to clean up." Soujirou said, letting out a sigh of relief as the firebrand stopped struggling against him. Good thing being an old assassin taught one to think on his feet.
"You're right, Sou-kun. Hurry up and pick up those buckets. You're gonna' clean the whole Aoiya from top to bottom. I don't wanna see a speck of dust anywhere. After that, trim the hedges and do the laundry. We can't have our knickers flying in the wind when they get here. Hop to it!" Misao replied with a smile, pushing a mop and a rag into the Tenken's hands. "You start here. I'll go to the market to buy more food." The cheery onmitsu said. "Oh, and wash the dishes too. I want to start using them as soon as I get back! Good thing you suggested it, Sou-kun, or we might not have time to do all of it." Misao called out as she disappeared into the hostel, leaving the rurouni with a mountain of chores.
"Then again, that might have been a stupid suggestion..." Soujirou smiled to himself, though it seemed a bit strained as he started on his duties.
The next day: The lobby of the Aoiya
"Kaoru-chan!"
"Misao-chan!"
The two young women squealed in delight and hugged each other savagely. "Kaoru! You look great! I see that Kenshin's been treating you well!" "Oh, as much as to be expected. But you look fantastic, Misao! Did you lose weight?" And so the typical banter of two women began.
"Well, if I did, that's just from chasing Soujirou all around the city." "Soujirou? You mean to tell me you have a boyfriend now, Misao?" "No, no! Just the new help that Jiya hired. Sometimes he can be a handful."
"Ororo? As much as you two are enjoying your reunion, can sessha trouble you for a little help?" A shaky voice said from the background. Out of a pile of luggage with two scrawny legs, another certain rurouni's head poked out. "Hello, Misao-donno." Kenshin said, the bags trembling as if beginning to fall. "Oh, hello Kenshin. It's good to see you again. Now, Kaoru, you just have to see what I did with the kitchen." "Oh you've got the new curtains?"
"Sessha feels so dejected..." Kenshin said, his eyes all big and teary as the two women disappeared into the kitchen. A gust of wind came through the open door, and we all know that a gust of wind can knock Kenshin down. "ORO?!?!" Kenshin said as the top suitcase of the luggage pyramid started to wobble. Think of Tom when he's balancing a stack of plates that Jerry's been throwing around. "This won't end well, de gozaru..." Kenshin said as he braced himself for the falling bags. The crash never came, though.
"ORO!"
"ARA?!"
Two bodies flashed through the scene of the falling luggage. Before any bags could touch the floor, two neat piles of suitcases appeared on either side of the room. "Whew. Almost didn't make it there. Kaoru-donno would have a fit if any of her clothes went missing." Kenshin said, sighing in relief that none of the bags opened or exploded into a flurry of clothes. Suddenly, Kenshin's expression turned serious. "And though sessha am grateful of your help, sessha would like an explanation of why you are here, Tenken no Soujirou..."
"Ah, it seems as if you caught me, Himura-san." Soujirou chuckled.
Later, Misao and Kaoru come out of the kitchen:
"So Soujirou used to be former Juppon Gatana? Misao, are you sure that he's a safe person to be around. Kenshin barely won against him, and he still had to use his ougi." Kaoru said, a worried look on her face as she heard the details of Misao's new employee. "Who, Sou-kun? He wouldn't hurt a fly. Well, not intentionally." Misao replied, recalling how close Soujirou had killed the bandits. "Still, I'd better tell Kenshin. I wouldn't want a fight breaking out." Kaoru said.
"An attack like that shall never reap any benefits, Soujirou."
"Ah, Himura-san. It would seem as if your technique is getting rusty. Blood shall always stay there."
Both women looked at each other with a panicked expression. They rushed out into the courtyard. "Kenshin, no!" "Soujirou, don't you dare!" Misao and Kaoru began.
"I'm telling you, Himura-san, this stain just won't budge." Soujirou said, thumbing a red spot on one of the clothes he was scrubbing. "No, no. You have to go against the grain, in little circles..." Kenshin said, demonstrating on the outfit he was washing. "Oh, I see..."
Misao and Kaoru stared at the two for a while, both of the men sitting on the ground with a tub of soap and water in front of them, sleeves rolled up. And they could only laugh. "Bwaha... K-kenshin and Souji?!?" "L-laundry and stain? Haha!"
"Well what do you think is with those two, Himura-san?" Soujirou said, his eyebrow raised. "Women, Soujirou. Just women..." Kenshin said, equally confused.
Notes:
Umm, yeah...
-FPotM
