Chapter 1
I Begin my Descent
He came on a cool summer night. He came with nothing but his dirty clothes still drenched with blood. He came and brought the eerie feeling of silence.
He came with two calloused and weary hands opening our dojo gates.
I stood up as I acknowledged his presence. My origami slipped from my hand as a chilly wind passed by.
Somehow…I knew who he was.
His eyes found mine. I saw nothing in those purple pools. No emotions… just a blank stare. Almost a mocking gaze as if I am a complete stranger.
He then shifted his gaze to something behind me. Just as I thought, it was okaasan. She hurriedly rushed to his side.
So that's him? That's the man who left okaasan eight years ago?
I sat down again and watched them. A dull ache began to build up somewhere in my breast. I was eight years old back then and I tried to look at my chest to see if I had a wound. Funny because I found none. I was confused… what was the pain then?
I continued to watch the two of them talk. I loved summer… but somehow… I knew I would never enjoy it again.
My father, Kenshin Himura, came home on a cool summer night.
I almost liked him.
a/n:
I dunno. Wanna know why?