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By: Kelli St. Pierre……….sadly I do not own Rurouni Kenshin………

Chapter 2: "Not a dream…."

Leaves flew around the air as a little girl was running threw them with a man behind her. The girl was wearing blue jeans with a pink shirt as the man was wearing blue jeans and a red sweatshirt. As the little girl looked back while laughing, she tripped over a rock and started to fall. The girl closed her eyes for the hit, but it never came. Instead when she opened her eyes, she saw a pair of brown eyes looking at her.

"Misao, I thought I told you not to play outside with your school clothes on", the woman who caught the girl said. The little girl looked down sadly and replied…..

"Sorry Okon….I...I didn't mean to. It's just that Shiro was chasing me…..and….I fell….and…."

"Oh come on Okon, give Misao a break, she's only eight," the man known as Shiro said.

"Yes well make sure she doesn't get all dirty cause I don't feel like washing thirty pairs of clothes", Okon replied calmly, and then she walked back into a big house.

"So Misao, do you want to go back into the weal barrel again?" Shiro asked.

"Only if you don't dump me with the leaves and chase me again," Misao pouted cutely.

Shiro smirked a little and said very slowly…..

"Then how about I tickle you then"

Shiro then grabbed Misao and tickled her as Misao was cracking up laughing. Shiro then pushed her to the ground so he could tickle her better. But before he continued to tickle her, he yelled towards the house…..

"Hey Okina, Kuro, I found a little weasel near the garden. Can you come over here and help me take this thing out; you know how Okon and Omasu feel about weasels in their garden."

The door bustled open as two figures came out with shovels and squinted eyes. The older man with the gray beard said….

"Alright Shiro, me and Kuro are here. Now were is that weasel".

Shiro looked dumbly at them and pointed with his finger at Misao to tell them what he was talking about. They saw and then threw the shovels away from them and shyly said….

"Oh, that weasel okay Shiro we'll help you out".

Okina and Kuro then raced over and joined Shiro in tickling Misao. It was moments like these that Misao thought she was the luckiest girl in the world, that nothing could take her away from these guys. Nothing could separate her from her family, but sometimes, things don't go like we always won't them to……

BANG!

Misao jolted awake as she looked around and saw nothing compared to what she saw a few seconds ago. What she saw were about fifteen men asleep in what look as a trailer or some sort of bus, since she could feel that she was moving as well. Misao then laid her head back against the wall as she could recall that memory.

'Just another memory of them,' Misao thought, 'that memory was the time way back in the fall when I was eight, Shiro did that every year. Put me in the wheel barrel, then dump me in a pile of leaves, and then chase me until he caught me and tickled me and would call all the other guys to help him.'

Then Misao wondered what all of them were doing now. Probably crying of course, Okina the most out of all of them since he was a girl and the others would probably be confused as to why she left. Of course they should be surprised, since she never left anywhere at that time of night. And she always asked for permission before she did something.

Misao just laid there and looked around. Not bothering to know what time it was or whatever. Speaking of time, she was curious to know how long she slept with these men and where the hell she was. Of course it was hard to tell since there were no windows in there and basically everything was packed up good. But there was a little hole underneath the latch to get out right next to her. It appeared she was right next to the entrance, which meant she was the last to get on which really didn't matter. So Misao, being as quiet as she can, bended over to her right to look threw the hole. It was hard to tell since there was dust and everything, but she did see little sun. Well, this meant that it was either dawn or sunset and since she didn't know where she was, it was useless to use east and west sun thing.

But just then trailer came to a halt. Misao froze as she leaned up against the entrance she see if she can hear anything from outside. She heard some footsteps, but that wasn't what amazed her. What amazed her was that she heard seagulls. Where they at a beach? If it wasn't the sound that showed her, then the smell definitely did.

'Yep', Misao thought, 'Where definitely near a beach alright.'

But more footsteps were heard outside as she heard voices as well, but couldn't quite make out what was said. From behind though, she heard some male moans and yawns coming from the bodies that were all against the wall. Some of the bodies were stretching and started opening there eyes, though some of them just decided to go back to sleep. For Misao, she really didn't want them to wake up, since there was about ten to fifteen of them in there which none she knew. But of course she knew she was going to make contact with a man sooner or later, this was the army after all.

Though Misao was so preoccupied with the guys that she didn't hear the footsteps coming towards the trailer as the entrance door opened up, along with a certain weasel.

Splat...

Misao fell face flat towards the ground as that well caught her off-guard. She rubbed some dust out of her eyes and looked up towards a pair of eyes that weren't too pleased. In fact, these eyes kind of looked like a wolf's…..

"Excuse me miss, but would you mind telling me what your doing here?" the man said. Misao just fully up and pointed to her clothes dully. The man raised an eyebrow and said slowly…..

"You're kidding, right?"

'There you go dummy, didn't take a genius to figure that one out', Misao thought.

"Nope sir, I am what you see," Misao said, she had some sort of feeling she wasn't going to like this guy, some sort of premonition.

Though the man just looked at her, or studied her in Misao's opinion, as her calmly took out a cigarette and lit it. He blew a smoke bomb right in her face and walked away, but not before he said…..

"Weasel…"

It really took all of Misao's strength to not pulverize the guy. Especially since she just got here and all. But from behind she heard more footsteps, but not before she was pushed to the ground again. Really, do people actually say hello around here?

"Come on lets go! Get your asses up, this isn't breakfast in bed!"

These shouts were heard by Misao who finally got up and saw. All the men in the truck quickly shot up and hurried out as they ran threw what looked like a dirt path over a hill. Once all the men were gone, the ones that were screaming ran as well. But Misao didn't see the soldier from behind her, as he pushed her to the ground.

'Grrrr, they really got to think of a better way to get peoples attention then to just throw them on the ground.'

But the man then howled Misao back up and turned her over so she was facing him.

"What the hell are you just sitting around here for, your supposed to be following them?"

Misao pushed off against him and took a little step back while saying…..

"Okay, first of all, say it don't spray it," Misao said this while wiping off some spit that was on her cheeks. The man didn't look too pleased with that and instead took her by the arm and basically dragged her where all the other men ran. Misao of course didn't like this as she practically yelled at the guy as the two disappeared over the hill.

It was a little over five o'clock probably as Misao was standing beside not just fifteen soldiers anymore, but near about let's say hundreds. And Misao was right about the beach thing, because they were on a beach but not one she recognized though.

She saw a man standing on what looked like a box with some sort of microphone at his mouth screaming out……

"Alright, welcome all of you and thank you for your courage!"

Clapping was heard everywhere as Misao clapped to, thought she rubbed her right arm since that's where that man grabbed it. Basically the man dragged her here and then, of course once again for the billionth time, dumps her on the ground since she just loved to be on the ground. Many of the guys saw and laughed, some even whistled but she ignored them as best as she could.

"I am your commander and leader as you all know, Captain Hiko! And these are other Captains who will lead you according to your last name."

Misao looked over and saw three other captains, along with the man who she hated and called her a weasel. She hoped she didn't have him, and then they would be just lovely friends wouldn't they.

"Letters A-E will be Captain Takani's crew! Letter's F-N will be Captain….."

'Come on, come on, please don't let it be him….'

"Captain Saito"

'Damnnnnnnnnnnn'

"Even though those are according to your last name, let me tell you that once you're here, you are addressed as the number we give you which you've should of gotten way back at your hometown!"

Misao thought about this and remembered then what he was talking about. Misao went threw her pockets and pulled out a piece of paper which said……

R: 05280

And if Misao wasn't so dumb, she would have noticed that her helmet and some parts of her clothes said the number as well.

"At this moment, you will all be going to your tents that we have set up for you! Of course your tent number is on your card as well!"

Misao looked at the paper again and noticed it actually was a card.

'You know, sometimes I think I am stupid, though I'll never admit it.'

Then Misao saw everybody moving up ahead and started moving as well sp the people behind her don't trample her. Misao saw her tent number which was number 285. Misao paled when she saw it.

'Well, looks like I got some serious walking to do.'

Well, that was pretty long wasn't it? I did it this long for a reason because I thought this would be a better place to end. I actually thought of writing more, but I don't want to be like those kinds of writers who put like a worth of a whole story for a chapter. So for me, I basically like doing smaller chapters because I think it's easier to read and not as likely to forget. And if I didn't tell you already, this story is supposed to be like the song from MY Chemical Romance 'Ghost of you'. I didn't want to do a song fic cause A. I don't really think I'd be good at it, and B. I thought that this was a better idea. So please review for me, whether it's bad or good I don't care. And if you want you can give me tips because I don't know anything about the army so yea you can if you want.