Disclaimer: You guys know I don't own RK. Why do you make me repeat it?
Hey, just to let you guys I know, I don't usually update on Sundays because that's, well, Sunday! Church and all, ya know? I'm at church from 9:00A.M.- 1:15/20P.M. EST so I get tired and lazy and don't update. But I will today.
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"This is ridiculous, Sano, THIS takes the CAKE!" I said angrily in my room, refusing to leave. I had been in there for over an hour, arguing with Sano on whether or not we should actually go visit this Ichiri guy.
Unfortunately, Sano was persistent. "You do want to please Kaoru, ne?"
I sighed silently. "Hai . . ."
"Then get OUT! It's not like anyone's gonna notice it's you!"
I snorted. "And what if I don't?"
I heard the sounds of Sanosuke's knuckles cracking. "Mapputatsuni hiki sakuwayo . . ." That made me slide open the shoji. Because I knew he could do it.
Sano looked me up and down without a hint of a smile on his face. I turned red under my let loose red hair. I had snuck into Kaoru's room while she was taking a bath and stole a red kimono from her along with a navy blue obi. I wish didn't have to but Megumi's kimono's were too big for me and Kaoru's fits me just right.
"Kenshin . . ." he said, looking me square in the eye.
I raised an eyebrow. "Nani?"
"You look . . . like a natural woman . . ." he responded without a snicker. I looked in the mirror over the sink in the kitchen. My cheeks were a rose color and my long red hair made my eyes look larger, which I didn't think was possible. My hair fell in my face and onto my, ahem, breasts.
Not real ones, mind you. Just some of my loincloths stuck in to make me have a chest.
I turned to Sano with doubt. "Sanosuke, this will never work. I still sound like a guy!"
"I'll take care of that!" he said and thrusted his middle finger into my Adam's Apple. I couldn't breathe for a couple of seconds. I leaned against the sink for support.
I sucked in my breath and glared at him. "Why'd you do that?" I asked. Then I sent my hand to my neck in realization that it was high- pitched.
Sano snickered. "See, I told you it wouldn't be hard!"
"Is that my voice? Is that . . . MY voice?!?!" I asked aloud. Sano grabbed me by the wrist and led me out.
"But . . . but what if Kaoru . . ?" I began.
"Kaoru and Yahiko went to go train with the Maekawa Dojo today. They'll be gone all day, Kenshin. Stop trying to make up excuses." I narrowed my eyes but looked straight ahead. The shrine couldn't be more than a mile away so we didn't have much time before we reached our destination.
C'mon, Kenshin! Don't be rude, I thought, This'll all pay off once Kaoru-dono knows you love her! Quite being selfish!
It worked, too. My talking to myself constantly and all. Well, at least it worked until I reached the shrine.
I spotted three men standing before the shrine holding Japanese swords. I looked at Sano frightened as we ducked behind a tree.
"Sano! How am I supposed to fight those guys if they find out that I 'have a stem on my apple' if you know what I mean!" Sano shook his head.
"Why do you think I came with you, anyway? I know you don't have a sword so I'll just let my fist do all the talking!" I swallowed hard and stepped out from the back of the tree.
"Stop!" One man said, pointing his sword at me. I stepped back a little, not knowing how a female really acts.
"Identify yourself!" another said, pulling his sword halfway out of it's sheath.
I put my hand to my mouth and tried my best to look cute. "Umm . . ." I murmured silently, remembering how Misao had seduced those gang members back when we first met.
"Who are you?!"
"R-Roku Gohan . . ." I stammered. The third man flipped through some papers.
He looked up and asked. "Doko umare?"
"Tookyoo-umare . . ." I answered. That was a lie, I'm from . . . well, actually, I don't know where I was born.
He nodded to the other two and they stepped out of the way. I entered the shrine, sensing dangerous ki coming from inside. I hesitated, wondering if this really was that important. Then Kaoru's face popped into my mind and I knew I had to do this.
"Konban wa . . ." I heard. I looked over to my right and saw a man sitting on a tatami mat. He had short brown hair with a face no younger than 25.
"Kon'nichi wa," I responded. The man opened a case in front of him and held it out to me.
"Choose one," he commanded. I bent down to get a closer look. There was a beautiful crimson colored ring, one with a dove in the middle. The one next to it was light green, with a print of the symbol for 'Love'. I almost picked that one when I spotted a blue one.
It had the kanji symbol for aishiteru on it and it went perfectly with Kaoru's ocean colored eyes.
I reached down to get it when the man snatched my wrist. "You know," he began softly, "you're good look'n for a worthless woman." I gulped.
"Please let go . . ." I asked nicely.
He pulled me toward him and I could've pulled away but I had to remember that I was a woman now. I was not to show such strength if I wanted to keep my cover.
I fell into his lap and he gripped my waist. He rested his chin on my shoulder and nudged my neck with his nose. You could guess that I was feeling highly uncomfortable right now.
"Get off," I said quietly to hide my anger. To my surprise, he let me go.
I grabbed the blue ring and threw a couple of yen at him. I turned to leave but he grabbed me by the seat of my kimono and pulled me back. I fell on him, my red hair getting in my face.
"You know . . ." he said, "You look funny . . ." I swallowed hard.
"You just said I was good looking . . ."
"I only know one person with red hair and that's Hitokiri Battousai." I smiled and giggled.
"Oh, but I don't have the scar slashed into my left cheek, do I?" Thank Kami for make-up!
He sighed "I guess you don't, do you?" I didn't answer. Instead I got up quickly, accidently rubbing the left side of my face on his gi.
"I'm sorry, I must go," I said, turning towards him. His eyes went wide and I could tell he was staring at me. I was going to ask him why but the creamy stuff covered over his shoulder was enough for me.
"GAURDS!!!!!" he yelled. I heard footsteps and then some cries of pain. We both awaited for what was to happen next.
Sano appeared, breaking his knuckles again. "Pathetic. My mommy puts up fights better than that."
I ran to Sano and motioned for us to leave. I have never felt so violated in my life. The feeling of a man grabbing my ass was just . . . yuck! I took like 12 showers when we got back to the dojo but I still felt dirty.
I guess I wasn't meant to have an easy life.
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Like it? Well, screw you if you don't! Lol, just kinding. I'm tired and fell asleep like 3 times! You try writing a story at 1:30A.M. Oh and for all of you who wanna speak Japanese, go to Japanese-Online and that should help you. Oh and sorry I didn't post for a week. I did something bad so I wasn't able to . Sayonara!
Hey, just to let you guys I know, I don't usually update on Sundays because that's, well, Sunday! Church and all, ya know? I'm at church from 9:00A.M.- 1:15/20P.M. EST so I get tired and lazy and don't update. But I will today.
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"This is ridiculous, Sano, THIS takes the CAKE!" I said angrily in my room, refusing to leave. I had been in there for over an hour, arguing with Sano on whether or not we should actually go visit this Ichiri guy.
Unfortunately, Sano was persistent. "You do want to please Kaoru, ne?"
I sighed silently. "Hai . . ."
"Then get OUT! It's not like anyone's gonna notice it's you!"
I snorted. "And what if I don't?"
I heard the sounds of Sanosuke's knuckles cracking. "Mapputatsuni hiki sakuwayo . . ." That made me slide open the shoji. Because I knew he could do it.
Sano looked me up and down without a hint of a smile on his face. I turned red under my let loose red hair. I had snuck into Kaoru's room while she was taking a bath and stole a red kimono from her along with a navy blue obi. I wish didn't have to but Megumi's kimono's were too big for me and Kaoru's fits me just right.
"Kenshin . . ." he said, looking me square in the eye.
I raised an eyebrow. "Nani?"
"You look . . . like a natural woman . . ." he responded without a snicker. I looked in the mirror over the sink in the kitchen. My cheeks were a rose color and my long red hair made my eyes look larger, which I didn't think was possible. My hair fell in my face and onto my, ahem, breasts.
Not real ones, mind you. Just some of my loincloths stuck in to make me have a chest.
I turned to Sano with doubt. "Sanosuke, this will never work. I still sound like a guy!"
"I'll take care of that!" he said and thrusted his middle finger into my Adam's Apple. I couldn't breathe for a couple of seconds. I leaned against the sink for support.
I sucked in my breath and glared at him. "Why'd you do that?" I asked. Then I sent my hand to my neck in realization that it was high- pitched.
Sano snickered. "See, I told you it wouldn't be hard!"
"Is that my voice? Is that . . . MY voice?!?!" I asked aloud. Sano grabbed me by the wrist and led me out.
"But . . . but what if Kaoru . . ?" I began.
"Kaoru and Yahiko went to go train with the Maekawa Dojo today. They'll be gone all day, Kenshin. Stop trying to make up excuses." I narrowed my eyes but looked straight ahead. The shrine couldn't be more than a mile away so we didn't have much time before we reached our destination.
C'mon, Kenshin! Don't be rude, I thought, This'll all pay off once Kaoru-dono knows you love her! Quite being selfish!
It worked, too. My talking to myself constantly and all. Well, at least it worked until I reached the shrine.
I spotted three men standing before the shrine holding Japanese swords. I looked at Sano frightened as we ducked behind a tree.
"Sano! How am I supposed to fight those guys if they find out that I 'have a stem on my apple' if you know what I mean!" Sano shook his head.
"Why do you think I came with you, anyway? I know you don't have a sword so I'll just let my fist do all the talking!" I swallowed hard and stepped out from the back of the tree.
"Stop!" One man said, pointing his sword at me. I stepped back a little, not knowing how a female really acts.
"Identify yourself!" another said, pulling his sword halfway out of it's sheath.
I put my hand to my mouth and tried my best to look cute. "Umm . . ." I murmured silently, remembering how Misao had seduced those gang members back when we first met.
"Who are you?!"
"R-Roku Gohan . . ." I stammered. The third man flipped through some papers.
He looked up and asked. "Doko umare?"
"Tookyoo-umare . . ." I answered. That was a lie, I'm from . . . well, actually, I don't know where I was born.
He nodded to the other two and they stepped out of the way. I entered the shrine, sensing dangerous ki coming from inside. I hesitated, wondering if this really was that important. Then Kaoru's face popped into my mind and I knew I had to do this.
"Konban wa . . ." I heard. I looked over to my right and saw a man sitting on a tatami mat. He had short brown hair with a face no younger than 25.
"Kon'nichi wa," I responded. The man opened a case in front of him and held it out to me.
"Choose one," he commanded. I bent down to get a closer look. There was a beautiful crimson colored ring, one with a dove in the middle. The one next to it was light green, with a print of the symbol for 'Love'. I almost picked that one when I spotted a blue one.
It had the kanji symbol for aishiteru on it and it went perfectly with Kaoru's ocean colored eyes.
I reached down to get it when the man snatched my wrist. "You know," he began softly, "you're good look'n for a worthless woman." I gulped.
"Please let go . . ." I asked nicely.
He pulled me toward him and I could've pulled away but I had to remember that I was a woman now. I was not to show such strength if I wanted to keep my cover.
I fell into his lap and he gripped my waist. He rested his chin on my shoulder and nudged my neck with his nose. You could guess that I was feeling highly uncomfortable right now.
"Get off," I said quietly to hide my anger. To my surprise, he let me go.
I grabbed the blue ring and threw a couple of yen at him. I turned to leave but he grabbed me by the seat of my kimono and pulled me back. I fell on him, my red hair getting in my face.
"You know . . ." he said, "You look funny . . ." I swallowed hard.
"You just said I was good looking . . ."
"I only know one person with red hair and that's Hitokiri Battousai." I smiled and giggled.
"Oh, but I don't have the scar slashed into my left cheek, do I?" Thank Kami for make-up!
He sighed "I guess you don't, do you?" I didn't answer. Instead I got up quickly, accidently rubbing the left side of my face on his gi.
"I'm sorry, I must go," I said, turning towards him. His eyes went wide and I could tell he was staring at me. I was going to ask him why but the creamy stuff covered over his shoulder was enough for me.
"GAURDS!!!!!" he yelled. I heard footsteps and then some cries of pain. We both awaited for what was to happen next.
Sano appeared, breaking his knuckles again. "Pathetic. My mommy puts up fights better than that."
I ran to Sano and motioned for us to leave. I have never felt so violated in my life. The feeling of a man grabbing my ass was just . . . yuck! I took like 12 showers when we got back to the dojo but I still felt dirty.
I guess I wasn't meant to have an easy life.
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Like it? Well, screw you if you don't! Lol, just kinding. I'm tired and fell asleep like 3 times! You try writing a story at 1:30A.M. Oh and for all of you who wanna speak Japanese, go to Japanese-Online and that should help you. Oh and sorry I didn't post for a week. I did something bad so I wasn't able to . Sayonara!