Sano
What might be said of the young man with the mark of Evil on his back was often in hushed tones in the back streets of Tokyo. Once his name Zanza was said an inner fear, often giving a grown man nightmares that had been on theat theend of his fist, even the rumors of his power and strength made thegang fighters shiver like newborn pups.
But that man of fear no longer lived in the back streets or alleys ways of Tokyo. The rumors said he join one the most feared men of all Japan, Battosai. And the rumors said this demon of the wars, has made a vow never to kill again! So how did the Zanza and the Manslayer fit? It was said the Zanza was defeated by the Manslayer, and now spend his days helping him out and his new friends? But was it true?
Sano lay in his hut, his left shoulder aching from the wound he has gotten only three piers to all this shit. Images of the Wolf, Saito made him clinch his sharp jaw and grind his teeth in anger. How he had smirked at the younger man. Sano sat up, the twilight just fading from the skies. Still, as much as replayed his memories about the fight, he knew one thing. He had been beat….
But was how? Fustian once again made him curse and stood up. The blanket falling off his young body, making any woman drool. The red band held up his rooster like hair, as he got dressed into his trademark white pants and jacket, the symbol of Aku flashing in the twilight. As he stepped outside, some signs of Tokyo was waking up reached his ears and nose? Which in turn made him stochet growl. So where was the fist fighter to get free food. His home from home, Kamya Dojo! Hopefully Kenshin would be cooking, and not the raccoon. Sano wondered how that woman had learned to cook in such an awful way. Personal he thought the food might be used to terror people.
People hurried to open shops, and shop in turn. Sano liked to watch the people move about in life, with a care. It kinda gave him the feeling that his new path in life was the right one to take now. And he was keeping his promise to his ideal.
In no time, the fighter opened the front gates to the dojo. One of the tenets, a young man by the name of Yahiko was grumbling about washing the floor again. Sano smiled, getting ready for his normal daily thing of 'Teasing the Chan!''.
'Hey Miditch, who's cooking today?'' his trademark smirk and fish bone covering his handsome face. The younger man stopped in his walking, turning his now normal death glare to Sano.
'Who are you calling chan you rooster head asshole?'' Yahiko yelled, stomping to the older man, with every intentions of killing him.
Sano smiled even more, knowing the kid was back to normal. Even he had been worried about the younger man when he disappear the day and half the night. Still, he had a feeling Kenshin would take care of it.
As Sano held back the Tokyo samurai with one hand, his best friend turned about the corner, holding breakfast. Kenshin smiled at the daily scene being played out again. Like it was every day normal life for the dojo.
'Sano, have you come to eat?'' the red head asked. Sano knobbed, stilling laughing at the younger boy, still the fighter noticed something. Sounds of the raccoons yelling were not heard?
'Hey Kenshin, where's the little lady?' the fish bone moving at he spoke ' I don't hear her at all?'' Kenshin blinked saying 'Oro, I don't know?''
Yahiko had stopped the Trying to beat up Sano, answering 'She went to the other dojo, turns out there Master is sick today and asked Kaoru to fill in for today'' then as he turned said ' I'll being go there, we should be back by late afternoon, so have dinner ready Kenshin.'' The young samurai walked out the front gate, muttering about roster heads.
Kenshin blinked, still holding his cooked food. Then he saw the way Sano was drooling at the sight of all that food. Kenshin smiled his trademark one and replied 'You want some Sano?'' which from the pool of drool was an answer yes.
Both men walked to the sitting area and Kenshin poured the rice and mixed vegs into a bowl for his friend. Soon, both where eating, with a loud slurping from the young man. As Sano went to get up, he turned his left arm to fast cause an intake of pain from his mouth to be heard by the samurai. Kenshins' gaze fell to his friend. Eyes filling with a concern. Sano saw this and looked at the man.
' I'm find.'' He said with a undertone of 'Don't even think about it.'' And as usually Kenshin did not take the hint. He got up, going to his room and bring back some new wraps and medics for the fighter. As Sano saw this, he got up. A scowling playing on his lips.
'Kenshin, don't even fucking think about it.'' His tone low, a slight growling to it.
Kenshin's normally smiled faces become one of calm, like used on a child. Which in turn made Sano angrier with this samurai. He took a step back, eyes on his best friend. Kenshin found it odd how his friend did not want to help this time. More then once he had patched up the fist fighter for his fights. Both men stood there, waiting to see what the other might do in turn.
'Sano, your shoulder should be looked at.' The older man said. 'If not, it might get worse. So let this one look at it'' he said stepping with every word.
Sano spit out the fish bone, his eyes in a narrowed glance. So it was back to the stare down, each one's will shifting in turn. Now and then the spring wind would touch them, which seemed to be the only movement of the two men. Finally, Sano signed, and put hash ands in the pockets. A slight crimson spot was on the white cloth, Sano and Kenshin waited to see what the other would do. Still Kenshin came up with an idea to clear this out.
'Lets make a gamble Sano.'' Seeing how the fighters face crossed from a fighters to his grin. taking out a coin. '' If it lands on heads, you get your shoulder taken care of it, if tails…''
'You dress like a woman'' Sano said, a dark laughter spilling out, seeing Kenshin's face turn a bright red.
''Ok, we will get Miss. Megumi to clip the coin.'' Kenshin said, his face still a light crimson.
Sano nodded. As both men walked out the gate to the lady vixens place. And when Megumi saw the two, and heard why they had come. All she could was nod, thinking how men could be so childish.
'Ok, I'll flip the coin.'' Her delicate fingers taking it. Both eyes on the coin as it were thrown into the air. Kenshin in a slight frown, and Sano's still in the evil grin. As it hit the ground. Both eyes opened, for the coin had landed heads. Kenshin's frown turning into a soft smile, and Sano's own frowning.
'All right, you win Kenshin.. Ok Vixen, lets get this over with.'' He said Blakely. Walking to the doctor's place. Megumi turned, seeing Kenshins smile and somehow knowing he had done something to the coin. She smiled in turn, and walked to Sano.
Kenshin walked outside, yes he had cheated. Using his chi to make the coin flip in a certent number. He also reviled by the way Sano had looked at him, the fighter knew, but still went with it. That was often how the two friends spoke. A glance and a smile. The red head samurai made his way back to the dojo, getting the bath's ready for the others.