Okay, howdy every one! This is just a short prelude of a story that is soon
to come... . I know I should be finishing up my other one, but I just had
to write this down so I could remember. lol. Not to mention I have like, no
motivation right now. But it's all good. Okay, well, hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Rurouni Kenshin, but as soon as I gain political power and rule the world, it shall be mine. -
Our story begins on one dreary afternoon... It was a cold day in autumn, the wind blowing leaves in circles, children at the park, playing under the close watch of their guardians, and the birds were unusually silent.
"Okay Kaoru, you can go play." Said a tall, slender woman, her raven hair blowing in the wind.
"Yatta!" Said a small girl as she danced around, almost identical to the woman next to her. "Daddy, come play with me?" She asked, her wide blue eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
"Not today Kao-chan. Today I promised to talk with Mommy. Go and have fun, I'm sure there are lots of other kids your age to play with." Said Keitaro Kamiya, gently urging his daughter forward.
"Ok." Kaoru said, running off towards the swings.
"What are we going to do?" Asked the woman, her eyes scanning the cloudy horizon.
"I don't know Amaya." Keitaro replied, slipping an arm around her slim waist and pulling her close.
"She's five already. The time flies by so fast..." Amaya was saying.
"It does." He agreed, watching the clouds lazily rolling past. The wind was kicking up, and with it came a biting chill.
"We don't have enough money to support a child, Keitaro."
Keitaro's expression turned grim. "I know. But I'm going to try for all I'm worth. I will not send her to an Orphanage."
"I wouldn't either. I just want her to grow up in a comfortable home, and go to a good school."
"She will. She's one of the smartest five year-olds I know! If we can't pay for a good school, she'll certainly get in on an academic scholarship." Keitaro sighed.
Amaya pulled her coat closely about her. She watched the barren tree limbs blow in the autumn wind and shook her head. It seemed as if the day was sharing their sorrow. Innocent little Kaoru knew nothing about the money problems they had been having recently.
"I'll get more students, Amaya. I'll continue teaching the Kamiya Kasshin Ryu. We'll be fine!" He insisted.
"I sure hope so..."
As Kaoru approached the swings, she saw a mop of flame red something or another. She continued, and as she got closer, realized it was a boy about her age. His face was burried in his arms, which were crossed over his knees.
Kaoru stopped when she was about a foot away and poked him. The boy looked up, and surprise flickered in his eyes before dying down to a bored, cranky look.
"Are you ok?" She asked him.
"No." His childish voice was raised just enough to be heard over the wind.
"Why?" She asked.
"'Cause." Was his answer.
"Why don't you play with them?" She asked, watching all the small children who were sliding down the slide and playing on the monkey bars.
"They don't like me." He said, turning away.
"Why?"
"They say my hair is stupid and weird." He huffed.
Kaoru once again surveyed his red hair.
"I like it." She told him.
His violet eyes widened. "Really?"
"Uh huh! And I like your eyes too!" She said, giving him a broad smile. He managed a wobbly smile in return.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Kaoru! What's yours?"
"Kenshin."
"Hey, let's be friends Kenshin!" She said offering her hand, her eyes full of excitement.
"Okay." He said, taking her hand and getting off the swing.
She led him over to her parents.
"Daddy, Mommy, this is Kenshin! My friend!" She announced.
"Hi Kenshin!" Amaya said, bending down to his level. "Are your parents here?"
"No. My uncle." He said, pointing to a fairly large, muscular man sitting on a bench. He looked like he was absorbed in a newspaper.
"Maybe your uncle would let you come play with Kaoru sometime." Keitaro suggested. "In fact, I'll go talk to him."
And so it was settled. Kaoru's father and Kenshin's uncle talked, and Kenshin did come to play with Kaoru at her house. So often, infact, that they soon became the best of friends. That is, until kindergarten started.
"Ken-chan!" Called Kaoru as she walked into the class room on the first day of school, escorted by her parents.
"Kao-chan!" Kenshin replied, motioning for her to sit by him. She kissed her parents good bye and sat in the chair nearest to him.
The day progressed well, and before they new it, it was play time. All the kids eagerly ran to the box of toys in the corner.
"Hey!" A boy called to Kenshin. "Come play with us!"
"Okay." Kenshin replied. "Come on Kao-chan, let's go play!"
"Kay!" Chirped Kaoru, following Kenshin. But when they got over to the other kids, the one who had called Kenshin over pushed her back. She fell backwards onto the floor.
"No girls allowed." He said, his nose high in the air. She then did what most little kids do. She cried.
Kenshin was torn. These were the first kids to ever accept him. Should he stick up for his best friend, or should he play it safe and not say anything?
"Stop crying you little sissy." At this Kaoru immediately stopped crying. She wiped her tears away, stood up, and stared into the kid's eyes defiantly. "I'm not a sissy!" She cried, flinging a small fist at the boy. He caught it and pushed her back again.
"Come on kid, you can play with us, or her. Not both." He said to Kenshin.
Kaoru watched as Kenshin went to join the other boys. He looked back and threw her an apologetic look. She smiled and nodded. It would be ok. She'd find some one else to play with during school.
Things went fine for a while after that, but soon Kenshin began to make excuses not to play with her after school. She was so naive she didn't think to question him. But after a while he ignored her all together. One day, in the first grade, she approached him.
"Hey Ken-chan, let's go to my house after school." She said.
"I don't want to." He said, turning away.
"But Ken-chan-"
"I said I don't want to! Leave me alone okay!?" He yelled. "I hate you!"
She stepped back, her eyes filling with tears.
"What a sissy." He said, walking away.
She growled as she hastily wiped them away. She wasn't a sissy! Guys were so stupid. She'd been nice to Kenshin, and what had she gotten? A slap in the face. If he was going to hate her, then by golly she'd hate him too!
And that my friends, is how it all started.
Okay, that's the beginning. -' What do ya think? Like it? No? Err, hopefully you did. But the next chapter will be when they're in high school, so the story will pick up a little bit. Alrighty, well, I'll be working on it! Ja!
Seien
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Rurouni Kenshin, but as soon as I gain political power and rule the world, it shall be mine. -
Our story begins on one dreary afternoon... It was a cold day in autumn, the wind blowing leaves in circles, children at the park, playing under the close watch of their guardians, and the birds were unusually silent.
"Okay Kaoru, you can go play." Said a tall, slender woman, her raven hair blowing in the wind.
"Yatta!" Said a small girl as she danced around, almost identical to the woman next to her. "Daddy, come play with me?" She asked, her wide blue eyes sparkling with enthusiasm.
"Not today Kao-chan. Today I promised to talk with Mommy. Go and have fun, I'm sure there are lots of other kids your age to play with." Said Keitaro Kamiya, gently urging his daughter forward.
"Ok." Kaoru said, running off towards the swings.
"What are we going to do?" Asked the woman, her eyes scanning the cloudy horizon.
"I don't know Amaya." Keitaro replied, slipping an arm around her slim waist and pulling her close.
"She's five already. The time flies by so fast..." Amaya was saying.
"It does." He agreed, watching the clouds lazily rolling past. The wind was kicking up, and with it came a biting chill.
"We don't have enough money to support a child, Keitaro."
Keitaro's expression turned grim. "I know. But I'm going to try for all I'm worth. I will not send her to an Orphanage."
"I wouldn't either. I just want her to grow up in a comfortable home, and go to a good school."
"She will. She's one of the smartest five year-olds I know! If we can't pay for a good school, she'll certainly get in on an academic scholarship." Keitaro sighed.
Amaya pulled her coat closely about her. She watched the barren tree limbs blow in the autumn wind and shook her head. It seemed as if the day was sharing their sorrow. Innocent little Kaoru knew nothing about the money problems they had been having recently.
"I'll get more students, Amaya. I'll continue teaching the Kamiya Kasshin Ryu. We'll be fine!" He insisted.
"I sure hope so..."
As Kaoru approached the swings, she saw a mop of flame red something or another. She continued, and as she got closer, realized it was a boy about her age. His face was burried in his arms, which were crossed over his knees.
Kaoru stopped when she was about a foot away and poked him. The boy looked up, and surprise flickered in his eyes before dying down to a bored, cranky look.
"Are you ok?" She asked him.
"No." His childish voice was raised just enough to be heard over the wind.
"Why?" She asked.
"'Cause." Was his answer.
"Why don't you play with them?" She asked, watching all the small children who were sliding down the slide and playing on the monkey bars.
"They don't like me." He said, turning away.
"Why?"
"They say my hair is stupid and weird." He huffed.
Kaoru once again surveyed his red hair.
"I like it." She told him.
His violet eyes widened. "Really?"
"Uh huh! And I like your eyes too!" She said, giving him a broad smile. He managed a wobbly smile in return.
"What's your name?" He asked.
"Kaoru! What's yours?"
"Kenshin."
"Hey, let's be friends Kenshin!" She said offering her hand, her eyes full of excitement.
"Okay." He said, taking her hand and getting off the swing.
She led him over to her parents.
"Daddy, Mommy, this is Kenshin! My friend!" She announced.
"Hi Kenshin!" Amaya said, bending down to his level. "Are your parents here?"
"No. My uncle." He said, pointing to a fairly large, muscular man sitting on a bench. He looked like he was absorbed in a newspaper.
"Maybe your uncle would let you come play with Kaoru sometime." Keitaro suggested. "In fact, I'll go talk to him."
And so it was settled. Kaoru's father and Kenshin's uncle talked, and Kenshin did come to play with Kaoru at her house. So often, infact, that they soon became the best of friends. That is, until kindergarten started.
"Ken-chan!" Called Kaoru as she walked into the class room on the first day of school, escorted by her parents.
"Kao-chan!" Kenshin replied, motioning for her to sit by him. She kissed her parents good bye and sat in the chair nearest to him.
The day progressed well, and before they new it, it was play time. All the kids eagerly ran to the box of toys in the corner.
"Hey!" A boy called to Kenshin. "Come play with us!"
"Okay." Kenshin replied. "Come on Kao-chan, let's go play!"
"Kay!" Chirped Kaoru, following Kenshin. But when they got over to the other kids, the one who had called Kenshin over pushed her back. She fell backwards onto the floor.
"No girls allowed." He said, his nose high in the air. She then did what most little kids do. She cried.
Kenshin was torn. These were the first kids to ever accept him. Should he stick up for his best friend, or should he play it safe and not say anything?
"Stop crying you little sissy." At this Kaoru immediately stopped crying. She wiped her tears away, stood up, and stared into the kid's eyes defiantly. "I'm not a sissy!" She cried, flinging a small fist at the boy. He caught it and pushed her back again.
"Come on kid, you can play with us, or her. Not both." He said to Kenshin.
Kaoru watched as Kenshin went to join the other boys. He looked back and threw her an apologetic look. She smiled and nodded. It would be ok. She'd find some one else to play with during school.
Things went fine for a while after that, but soon Kenshin began to make excuses not to play with her after school. She was so naive she didn't think to question him. But after a while he ignored her all together. One day, in the first grade, she approached him.
"Hey Ken-chan, let's go to my house after school." She said.
"I don't want to." He said, turning away.
"But Ken-chan-"
"I said I don't want to! Leave me alone okay!?" He yelled. "I hate you!"
She stepped back, her eyes filling with tears.
"What a sissy." He said, walking away.
She growled as she hastily wiped them away. She wasn't a sissy! Guys were so stupid. She'd been nice to Kenshin, and what had she gotten? A slap in the face. If he was going to hate her, then by golly she'd hate him too!
And that my friends, is how it all started.
Okay, that's the beginning. -' What do ya think? Like it? No? Err, hopefully you did. But the next chapter will be when they're in high school, so the story will pick up a little bit. Alrighty, well, I'll be working on it! Ja!
Seien