Mir! A second idiotic fic will be made by me! The idiot! Oh yeah, I don't own Kenshin. I wish I did though. Evil Watsuki! Came and made the best anime series ever... sniffle... I wish I owned Kenshin... (Hides in a happy box.)

Darkness of the Soul

A short man dressed in red with a sword walked down the road. No one would think this to be the legendary Battousai. But this man was not the Battousai; he was only a simple rurouni. He was carrying a bucket of tofu and many other things to bring home and cook for his new family. His little family, with two freeloaders, an assistant master of the dojo, two small children, and a doctor and his assistant, were all waiting for him, because today they had run out of food.

"What was that?"

"I don't know I'm too hungry to think."

"Stop complaining and get the door one of you."

So go get it rooster head."

"I don't wanna. Go see what it is, Yahiko."

"No, there's no way I'm gonna do it Sano, I'm too hungry. Go make the ugly do it."

"What did you say you little-"

And our rurouni stepped into the room and said, "I'm home!" and so immediately stopped arguing and ran to him and asked him questions like:

"Whatcha get us Kenshin?"

"Food!"

"How much money did you spend? You know we need money!"

"Still hungry!"

"Kenshin, make food now!"

And they continued on like this for a long, long time. Kenshin, after slipping away and causing the others to stare at the spot he was in, could still wonder why Kenshin was so fast.

Kenshin was done cooking the food for them and was listening to shouts of "ugly!", "rooster head", and "Yahiko-chan" rang out across the table of where they sat. Kenshin was currently quite content. Listening to sounds of his new life almost helped him to forget about his old life. "My old life, my life as Hitokiri Battousai the manslayer."

Kenshin suddenly felt the urge to kill these people, with a lust for blood so unbearable Kenshin sat there fighting with himself. "Guess who's back little rurouni!"

"No, go away; these people don't deserve to die. Leave now!"

"Why, who know, this time I might get free"

"No, leave NOW!"

And with these thoughts Kenshin expelled the Battousai from his head, but little did Kenshin know, that Battousai would return to bother him again. Like two days later, as he awoke with a start hearing once again thoughts to kill, to kill all he had held dear for the past two years of his life. He wanted to pick up his sword, to be drenched in blood again, to feel the feeling of bloodlust. He wanted to strike fear into the heart of Tokyo, letting them all know that Battousai was back and ready to kill again. He didn't care about Sanosuke, Yahiko, Megumi, Karou or anyone for that matter. He needed blood on his clothes, because Hitokiri Battousai was there and he even had a sword to kill with. All he needed to do to kill someone was to turn the blade around and rip open their stomach to watch the blood spray out, or to quickly kill them by severing apart their heads from their necks in one quick slash.

As hitokiri and rurouni struggled, the hitokiri won over and slowly walked over to the door, relishing in the fact that today he had won. As he slid open the door he collapsed, as the rurouni had managed to knock himself unconscious.

The next day, was bright and sunny. Kenshin had returned! He was no longer Battousai, and he had no idea why he was lying there on the ground in the first place. The mental stress that Kenshin had placed on him was the cause of all this. He had simply forgotten what had all happened. (Poor guy, stick him in chibi form and laugh at him! Wee!) Kenshin returned to his daily schedule, make breakfast, do the laundry if he needed to, warm a bath for Karou-dono, and wake Sano up if he was still asleep. Kenshin stifled a yawn. "Why am I so tired? And why was I on the ground today? I'll figure it out as I do my chores for today."

Soon, everyone woke up and random banter was flying about. Once again, "Chan, ugly", and "rooster head" was flying about, with a dust cloud. Wait, a dust cloud? And it even had people! And yes, that was Sano's head with Yahiko chewing on it, and was that just a bokken?

The dust cloud headed toward Kenshin, and soon Kenshin's cries of "Oro?" could be heard along with other yells of war and pain flew around. Passerbies lined up about the fence and were betting tickets on who would win. (That's gotta be a big dust cloud!)

"Come on, what are you waiting for, it's a challenge! Kill them all and let me out! Let the anger flow around you!"

"No, I won't! You will stay there! And-"

Kenshin couldn't win this battle. Battousai won. And soon the dust cloud dispersed and all that was left was a very violent Kenshin with amber eyes. (Eep! Run!) You could hear cries of a very funny looking pile of people and moans of pain. One of these moans was "Kenshin did you..." and the speaker could say no more as she was now unconscious. Kenshin, or more accurately Battousai, had also collapsed and several people were running to Doctor Gensai.

(innocent chibi me comes up and pulls your sleeve) I didn't get that. Did I just make a more than 1 chapter story? If so, was it okay? Did the cliffhanger seem bad? (begins bombarding you with questions) Please R&R! Please? The Magic 8 ball says you should, and you wouldn't want to upset him would you?