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I hope you liked the prologue! Here's the next chapter.

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All In Chapter One

Kenshin scratched his ear. Then, he pretended to take a bite out of something. After that followed scratching his eyebrow and rubbing his chin. Here can one that he couldn't remember. He scratched his ear again.

"You idiot. That's the wrong one." Hiko said, rapping Kenshin on the head with his fist. Hiko was a trickster—one who plays by cheating after practicing a lot—and he was using Kenshin as his tool to win.

"Snacks for sale!" the salesman shouted as he pushed the food cart forward in the aisle. When he looked in the opposite direction, Hiko reached out and grabbed a pack of pastries. He quickly hid it behind his left leg so the salesman wouldn't notice. Kenshin watched this quietly.

"Hehe…they're so stupid. They still haven't learned. Well, I'm going to enjoy this." Kenshin eyed his uncle opening the plastic bag and quickly tried to grab it. His uncle pushed him back. "Why would you deserve this? If you earn me some money, then you'll get something. Right now, this is mine." Kenshin sat hungrily and watched as his uncle took out a pastry and bit it heartily.

Off the train

"We're finally here! Hurry up and follow me now. We have to walk some to get there." Hiko led the way as Kenshin followed silently, stomach still grumbling.

"Finally you're here!" one of Hiko's friends shouted when he finally arrived with a young redheaded boy. "Now we can play some cards." Hiko placed Kenshin on a small bench where all the player's cards could be seen.

"Whenever they look at their cards, you do the movements quickly, understood?" He muttered so that only Kenshin could hear. He nodded and took a sweet potato from one of Hiko's friends who offered.

Hiko sat down on his seat. As Shougo Amakusa dealt the cards, he picked up his two cards and looked at them. Then, he looked at Kenshin. Kenshin was biting his sweet potato, scratching his ear, and rubbing his chin. Now, Hiko knew exactly what to bet. "I call 50 dollars, and raise it to 500." He said nonchalantly. The second player folded, muttering curses, and the third raised the bet up to 1000. Hiko, confident with his cards—and knowing his opponent's ones too—called it and raised it to 5000. The other players both folded and Hiko swept all the money towards him. After many more games, Hiko was winning all the time.

"Cops! The cops are coming!" the guard yelled, running away. "RUN!" Gambling was illegal. Hiko swept all the money into the bag and grabbed Kenshin.

"Run, baka, run! It's the cops! They catch us, we're dead!" Since the train had already left and the next one was arriving in fifteen minutes, Hiko and Kenshin ran alongside the train tracks, hoping to get to the next station in time for riding the last train out.

"STOP! STOP!" the cops yelled, in pursuit.

Same thing happens, however this time, Kenshin is 18, his uncle 43

"Hide behind the cow, hide behind the cow…" Kenshin muttered to his uncle, who was running away once again from being caught gambling. They were lucky to catch a cow festival in the next village over and hid behind cows as the cops ran past. "Finally…."

"Let's get on the next train out of here. My feet are killing me and I need to take a breather. I'm getting old you know." Hiko gasped, bending down and trying his hardest to get some air in his lungs.

"Do that when we're safely on the train." Kenshin replied, already starting to walk to the train station.

Kenshin walked down the aisle looking for empty seats. He found one, yet there was a girl around her age across from the seat.

"I get the window seat. I need some air and it's more comfortable. I should be comfortable. Not you. You don't need to be." He said as he pushed his way past Kenshin and took his seat. Kenshin looked at the girl. She looked…pretty. Was he supposed to be feeling like this? He took his seat as well. Not long after came the shouts from the snack salesman. When he came nearby Kenshin, he took a pastry bag and hid it between himself and his uncle. The girl had seen and was watching with pity in her eyes. When the salesman went away, the girl began to speak.

"Why didn't you pay for that?" she asked while Hiko was opening the plastic bag to get a bun. Hiko looked up.

"Huh? Oh…Kenshin here…this is his first time on a train." Hiko lied, smiling innocently. "Oh…where are my manners." He stretched out his hand and offered her a pastry. She looked at it, then looked away.

"I don't eat food that hasn't been paid for." She replied bitterly as she stood and walked down the aisle to the door that led to the connected link of the train cars. Kenshin watched her go and stood up himself.

"I'm gonna go take a smoke." He excused himself and went the same path. He lit his cigarette up and put it in his mouth. Feeling the wind, he felt cool. Suddenly, he heard a soothing music…and saw the girl holding a music box open. There was a gold angel twirling around slowly inside and the song was wonderful. It sounded happy…yet sad. Maybe even mysterious. She noticed him looking at her…