Chapter 6 The orphan from Shingetsu

Arriving home a week later Saitou dropped their luggage on the floor and stretching his neck as he sat down in one of the chairs, Tokio giggled as she draped her shawl on a nearby table and looking around walked up to her husband, "You want some tea?" she asked.

Saitou opened an eye and regarded his wife for a moment, "No…" he whispered and closed his eye again.

Tokio smirked as she walked in front of him and settled in his lap wrapping her arms around his neck, "Perhaps something more appeasing?" she asked.

"Appeasing…what exactly do you have in mind?" Saitou chuckled as he kissed her throat and wrapped his arms around her back pulling her roughly to him as he continued to nip at her heated flesh making her squirm and giggle.

The wolf's eyes snapped open as he stopped what he was doing and looked at the door, narrowing his eyes he slowly sat up and placing a quick kiss on her lips made his way to the door. Swiftly opening it he glared at the man before him, the commissioner sighed. "Welcome back Fujita-san…we need to talk…may I come in?"

"No…" Saitou drawled as he slammed the door shut then sighed as he searched through the pockets of one of his coat uniforms from the closet.

Finding the pack of cigarettes he looked to Tokio whom walked to him. "Who was that?" she asked crossing her arms to her chest.

"An apparent idiot…I'm going to the precinct to report in…be back later…" he whispered giving her a light kiss and leaving through the front door an unimpressed commissioner waiting at the steps, "Don't ever come to my home again…" he warned as he walked through the gate with the man following.

As the commissioner closed the gate behind him Saitou took the opportunity to light himself a cigarette, "We have a huge problem that only you can fix…"

"Obviously…like what?"

"Ever heard of a manslayer name Makoto Shishio?"

"Yes…a manslayer during the revolution…and?"

"Well our sources tell us that he's planning to take over Kyoto…"

Saitou listened intently to the details as they made their way to the precinct and growled softly, "I'll need help…"

"Which is why Secretary General Toshimichi Okubo suggested one Kenshin Himura…"

Saitou snorted, "The Battousai have you gone mad…the man has taken a vow to never kill again…and the last I saw him he was being beaten to a bloody pulp by an eighteen year old girl…"

"Yet he stopped Gohei Hiruma, Jineh Udoh, Takeda Kanryuu…should I go on?"

Saitou chuckled, "Please…those morons were nothing compared to the men he used to fight during the revolution…"

"Yet Jineh Udoh managed to wound the man…he was a manslayer remember…"

"A psychotic one whom took his own life…because Himura only wounded him severely and refused to kill him…"

"We don't know that for sure…"

"I know…even if Jineh hadn't taken the girl and Himura had gone willingly he still wouldn't have killed him…he's taken a vow he thinks himself unworthy because he's killed so many…it's useless to ask for his help if he can't flip the blade on that ridiculous sword of his…"

"So get him to help us you have your own ways of persuading people…and that's an order…"

Saitou thought for a moment, 'Hn…revert the Battousai to his old self…should be interesting…could perhaps settle the score…' then sighed, "How long do I have?"

"At least a week to prepare…you might have to show off your old self to a dirty politician we think he's the one who first hired Jineh…apparently he's been here for the last few days and is looking for someone to kill off Himura…he also has an assassin working for him…"

Saitou scoffed and rolled his eyes following the commissioner inside the precinct to get more details.

Extremely late that night Saitou sighed as he silently entered his house, slowly walking to his and Tokio's room he moved around gathering a few things such as an old medicine chest and a few clothes, walking to a locked chest under one of the tables, Saitou slowly slid it forward and unlocked it taking out a dagger and a concealable sword. Closing the chest he looked back to the futon where his wife slept soundly, picking up his belongings he placed them in the hall then walked into the living room taking out a sheet of paper he scribbled a few words on it then walked back in the room.

Kneeling down beside his wife Saitou sighed as he gently brushed his thumb on her cheek watching her for a few moments he placed the sheet of paper beside the bed as well as the dagger on it, standing he left the room slowly closing the shoji behind him picking up what he had come for Saitou left the house to go undercover to confront one Kenshin Himura.

Tokio frowned in sleep as she reached for a bit of warmth her right hand brushing against the smooth surface of the dagger that lay on top of the note which read two simple words, 'Don't Worry…' not finding the warmth she wanted Tokio snuggled into the blankets.

XxXxX

Tokio's eyes fluttered open as she stretched lazily in bed, looking to her left she frowned as she saw something shinning, sitting up she grasped the dagger and looked at it then picked up the sheet of paper, "Hn…o-kay…we just got back and he's already gone on another mission..." Tokio sighed as she plopped back down on the futon and covered her head with the blanket.

A tiny grin plastered on her lips, "Hn…how to get even?" she chuckled softly and stretched closing her eyes she snuggled in the blankets again, "It has to be devious..." she sighed falling back asleep.

XxXxX

Four days later Saitou sighed as he left the Kamiya dojo after beating one Sanosuke Sagara he chuckled at the man's need to prove himself as he kept telling the wolf that he should have pulled back on his punches, 'My word what an idiot…' he frowned, 'Heh I wonder how the Battousai will react when he arrives home…too bad I can't see the look on his face…' he chuckled as he entered an inn. Placing a fake smile on his lips he nodded his head to the man before him eyeing the scarfaced man whom sat in a corner glaring at him.

"Well now what exactly should I call you then, Saitou Hajime or Fujita Goro?" the man chuckled as he gestured for Saitou to sit. "Would you like some sake?"

"Call me whatever you like, and for the sake I'll have to decline…" he smiled.

"I can't believe you of all people can't hold your liquor…"

"That has nothing to do with it, it's a bad habit during the revolution, if I drink it gives me a strong inclination too kill…"

The man laughed as he took away the bottle, "Very well then…Now the Battousai…"

"Is living in Tokyo in a dojo…I stopped by this after noon, unfortunately he wasn't home…" Saitou answered.

"My you certainly don't waste any time do you…I was also a bit surprised that you'd take this job…"

"Well he is an old enemy and I was a bit surprised to learn that you Mr.Shibumi the secretary to the Genroin member was the one controlling Jineh Udoh."

"Well there are more little scandals and…"

"Please I don't really need to hear any more…I have quite a talent for killing people and being a part time assassin is the best side business I could ever ask for…and to top it off my first assignment is Himura the Battousai…" Saitou chuckled softly, "By the way I'm a bit curious as to who would want the man dead since Himura has become a wanderer…"

"You don't need an answer for that, just do as you're told…" the scarfaced man growled out.

"I quite agree with Akamatsu…all you have to do is slay men for the money I'll worry about the clients…" Shibumi smiled.

Saitou bowed his head and apologized.

"Oh now it's quite alright to be curious…now enough talk about business we should be enjoying ourselves…" he chuckled pouring himself another cup of sake.

"I'm sorry but I must decline…" Saitou answered as he put on his coat and gloves, "If I don't show up to my other job soon…people will start to get suspicious…" Saitou smirked as he put on his cap and placed a fake smile on his lips, "I bid you farewell gentlemen…" he answered and leaning his hand on his katana stepped out of the room.

XxXxX

Two days later just moments after the little battle at the Kamiya dojo between Kenshin and himself, he chuckled at the thought of getting carried away in fighting Kenshin's former self.

A smile plastered itself on the wolf's lips at the thought of how he almost snapped Kenshin's neck with his coat popped in his head. After giving his tiny little report to the police commissioner, Saitou sighed as he headed to a certain little inn, as it was beginning to get dark he quickened his pace a little walking up the steps he entered the room where his ex-employer and Akamatsu argued apparently scarface was afraid of something, entering the room Saitou smirked as he lopped the man's head off and looked to Shibumi whom sat cowering in a corner.

The man watched as the wolf stepped forward, Akamatsu's blood trickled off the blade he held, "No please wait I'll give you all the money you want…" Shibumi pleaded.

Saitou chuckled, "You can train a dog with food, you can buy a person with money, but there isn't a man alive that can influence a wolf of Mibu…" he narrowed his eyes as he cut the man down killing him instantly. Turning Saitou took a breath and smirked as he looked around the room.

Cleaning off his sword Saitou sheathed it and stretched his neck wincing a bit at the tiny amount of pain he felt, "I've just come from Kyoto, now I'm going back…it's so fun to be a spy…" he grumbled heading downstairs and made his way back home to his sweet charming new bride.

XxXxX

Arriving home, Saitou smirked as he made his way to the backyard and prepared a bath, after several minutes he made his way to the front of the house and entered. Mentally preparing himself for the yelling he was sure to get. He peeked in the kitchen spying Tokio putting away a few dishes, Saitou quirked an eye as he walked in to confront his wife.

"Well at least you weren't gone for a month this time…" she sighed turning to face him crossing her arms to her chest.

"No I wasn't besides I did leave a note…"

"Don't worry…yeah that's comforting…"

Saitou chuckled as he walked to her and wrapped his arms around her kissing her forehead he stepped back and grasped her hand pulling her outside towards the bathhouse. "Come…" he whispered nudging her up the few steps then locked the door behind him.

Tokio looked around at the steam enveloped within the room, "Hn I'm guessing you're trying to butter me up…am I right?" she asked with a tiny smirk and watched as he took off his coat and shirt.

"Perhaps…" he chuckled dropping the clothes on the floor and slowly approached her.

Tokio rolled her eyes and shook her head as she turned around and undid her obi, Saitou pulled her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck. Tokio smirked, "Hn apparently a week away from your new bride is too much for you to handle…"

Saitou smirked as he wrapped his arm around her chest and leaned her back, kissing down her throat, "Of course why do you think I'm seducing you now…" he chuckled.

Tokio laughed softly as she pushed him away, "Bath first…pleasure later…" she breathed. "I'm still mad at you…" she informed in a mock glare.

Saitou smirked as he cupped her cheeks and gave her a heated kiss. "Spoilsport…" he sighed and released her. Tokio giggled as she continued to undress then yelped when her husband pinched her rear.

"Oh you are so paying for that later…"

"I do hope so…" he chuckled.

A few minutes later the happy little couple were apparently enjoying their bath, Tokio looked him over carefully as she ran a wet cloth on his chest she then frowned as she gently pushed his head forward, "Is there a reason the back of your neck is this badly bruised?" she asked running her fingers on the sore spot then leaning him back to rest against her chest.

"Yes…" he answered plainly.

"What's the reason?"

"A very good one…" Saitou sighed as he closed his eyes and ran his hands on her legs enjoying the feeling of the warm water soothing his tense muscles.

"Like?" she asked breathing in his ear.

Saitou hesitated for a moment as he looked at the ripples in the water, "I'm leaving in four days…" he answered closing his eyes.

"Oh is that why you haven't come home the last six?"

"Tokio…" he sighed in a tiny little warning.

"What…you just leave without telling me again…except for leaving a tiny little note what else am I supposed to think…Are you having an affair?" she breathed hugging him tightly to her.

A smile appeared on his lips, this is just what he wanted to hear as he chuckled, "No…and I don't tell you because I want to protect you…"

"Well now that is all I needed to hear…" she grinned tilting his head up and giving him a kiss, then continued washing him. "Is it that serious?"

"Yes…"

Tokio sighed as she caressed his arms then moved them to stop on his chest and rested her chin on his left shoulder. "Dangerous?"

"Most missions are…but I can handle it…"

"Really?"

"Yes…"

"Then explain this?" she poked at the bruise at the back of his neck making him hiss out in pain.

"Damnit…" he growled turning to look at her then slowly shook his head as she gave him a frown, "I went to recruit someone…I had to see if he could be useful or not…" he answered settling back against her leaning his head back he closed his eyes.

"Is he?"

"He can be if he reverts to his old self…"

"Old self…oh let me guess as in during the revolution old self…extremely violent…You mean like how you used to be?"

"Don't tell me she's worried?" Saitou smirked leaning forward and splashing his wife.

Tokio splashed back and pulled him back to her, "You know I'm twenty-nine years old, the last thing I want is to become a widow who has a child who'll never see its father…"

Saitou took a breath as he took her right hand in his caressing it with his thumb then brought it to his lips placing a small kiss in her palm, "The Battousai is not going to allow the man we're after to go through with what he's planning…I won't be alone…and besides the Battousai is as good as I am in swordsmanship we can't be defeated that easily…"

"Wait you mean thee Battousai the manslayer…he's still alive?"

"Yes and has devoted himself to never kill again…" he sighed.

"Oh wonderful…how the hell does that help you?" she frowned.

Saitou chuckled, "He's still very skilled…which makes him useful…"

Tokio sighed as she wrapped her legs around his waist and leaned back hugging him tightly to her, "You better not be missing any body parts when you get back home…" she breathed.

Saitou smirked as he unwrapped her legs from his mid-riff and leaned forward pulling her to face him, leaning back in the tub the wolf pulled his mate to straddle him and began kissing down her neck and nipping at her earlobe, "You mean like this one…" he chuckled.

Tokio moaned out when she felt something brush up against her center, "Especially that one…" she grinned wrapping her arms around his waist and kissing down his chest biting down on the warm flesh below his left shoulder making him growl. Tokio giggled as she leaned up and gave him a heated kiss, as her tongue explored his mouth Tokio frowned as she leaned back, "Why are you missing a tooth?" she asked quirking an eyebrow.

Saitou chuckled as he cupped her cheeks and brought her down to him kissing her a bit possessively. "What did you do last week?" she asked taking a breath.

Saitou smirked wickedly, "Pleasure first…questions later…" he answered caressing her sides and kissed her yet again.

After exhausting his wife in the bath then again in their bedroom Saitou lay awake starring at the ceiling his sweet little Tokio sleeping soundly her head pillowed on his chest. Saitou gently ran his hand in her hair apparently deep in thought, looking down he placed a small kiss on top of her head and wrapping his arm around her he hugged her close and closed his eyes.

XxXxX

Four days quickly passed by and after a very silent breakfast Saitou looked over his wife as he buttoned his coat and put on his gloves. Strapping on his sword Saitou slowly walked over to his charming little wife whom was washing the dishes, placing his hands on her shoulders he leaned her back to his chest and hugged her. "Silence coming from you kitty is never a good thing…" he smirked.

"Not one scratch you hear me?" she whispered.

"Yes dear…" Saitou whispered tilting her head up and giving her a light kiss he then looked down and laid his hand on her stomach. "…and you behave yourself for your mother…" he smirked.

Hugging and kissing his wife one last time, Saitou left the house to meet with Kenshin Himura in order to travel to Kyoto to defeat one Makoto Shishio.

XxXxX

Several days later Tokio received a letter from her husband saying that he was sending her someone by train whom needed looking after, and naturally walked to the train station and waited patiently for the boy he had described in the letter in detail. Eiji Mishima frowned as he was nudged off the train by a Kyoto police officer holding onto a rusted wrecked sword, Tokio smiled as she stepped forward. "Hello…" she smiled looking at the boy.

"Mrs. Fujita?" the officer asked.

"Yes…you must be Eiji…" she nodded and bowed her head a bit to look at the boy's eyes.

Eiji looked her over and frowned. "Wait your Fujita-san's wife?"

"Ahun…weird hun…you can call me Tokio…" Tokio giggled then looked to the officer. "Thank-you for escorting him here he'll be very well taken care of…" she bowed her head a bit.

"This is his…Captain Fujita insisted that the boy keep this…" the officer handed her the sword. Tokio looked it over and smiled as she titled her head then nudged Eiji forward.

"So where are we going?" Eiji asked.

"Home…you Eiji I believe need a bath, a meal and some sleep…" she grinned. "And don't even think about arguing with me because trust me you won't win…Goro has tried many times to shut me up and he hasn't been able to yet…" she laughed.

"Um can I ask you something?" Tokio nodded happily, "Eh what exactly do I call Fujita-san…I mean is it Fujita or Saitou?"

"When he's home it's Saitou…but if it's in public its Fujita…"

"Oh…okay…" Eiji whispered as he followed the woman.

XxXxX

Arriving home, Tokio lit the fire in the bath while Eiji looked around the house, entering she smiled, "Okay give it ten minutes then you're all set…"

"Thanks…um…what exactly are you two going to do with me?"

Tokio sighed as she lifted her hand and began counting off with her fingers, "Well let's see first there would be slave labor then I'm gonna beat you up and…" she smiled dropping her arms to her side, "Take care of you what do you think…after what you just went through you kinda need a break and let someone fuss over you and that would be me…"

"I don't need anyone to take care of me." Eiji frowned turning to her.

"Of course you don't…you're just a twelve year old kid whom just lost his entire family and was exiled from his village and sent away from your city to live in a strange place with a stranger in nothing but the clothes you're wearing on your back and your brother's wrecked sword…" Tokio sighed as she stepped forward when Eiji bowed his head trying to force himself to stop the tears from rolling down his cheeks, grasping his shoulders Tokio pulled him to her. "I'm very sorry for your loss and I didn't mean to be so forward but the fact is that you are only twelve…All I ask is that you stay here and give yourself the time to mourn and let me take care of you…" she whispered.

Eiji didn't say a word as he allowed this woman to give him a hug. Tokio held him tightly as she could feel him silently crying knowing that he wouldn't want her to see his tears.

After several minutes had passed Tokio gave a tiny smile, "Come now…I believe the bath is just about ready alright?"

Eiji sniffed as he slowly nodded his head and lowered his eyes so as not to show her his tear streaked cheeks. "Okay…" he croaked.

"Cheer up okay…it'll get better…" she promised leading him outside.

Ten minutes later while Eiji was sitting in the bath he sighed as he looked to the closed door, "Eh are you still there?" he asked.

"Yes…" Tokio frowned at the cloth she held in her hand.

"Can I ask you something?" Eiji called out as he stared at the door where Tokio was sitting outside finishing sewing up a yukata for the boy.

"Sure go ahead…" she yelled back.

"I don't mean to be rude and all but where you forced to marry Saitou-san or something?"

"Hehe no…when we were courting he said he found me intriguing and liked to argue with me…his words not mine…"

Eiji smirked as he dunked his head in the water to rinse off his hair. "Eh I'm done…" he announced as he got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around himself.

"Okay…hold on I just have a few more stitches on this stupid thing then I'll throw it to you okay?"

"K…" Eiji waited patiently until Tokio opened the door a crack and threw the yukata in the bathhouse quickly closing the door to give the boy his privacy. After a few minutes Eiji left the bathhouse now donning the red yukata.

Tokio turned to the boy and frowned, "Okay...looks like I really suck at sewing, we'll go shopping tomorrow okay…you hungry?"

Eiji gave a very tiny smile, "Yeah…"

"Good lucky for you I'm a master chef…come on…" she nudged him into the house where she fed the boy until he was full.

"You want something else?" she asked.

"No if it's alright with you, can I maybe get a little sleep?"

"This way…" she whispered leading the boy into another room, Eiji looked around spotting his brother's sword on top of a dresser. While Tokio prepared his bed, "Come on…" she pulled on his arm and pushed him to lie down, "Now if you need anything just give a shout okay I'm never that far away…"

"Okay…" Eiji answered pulling the covers up to his neck.

"Sweet dreams kiddo…" Tokio whispered tucking him in.

"Night…" Eiji whispered as he made himself comfortable and closed his eyes.

Half an hour later Tokio rushed into the room as she heard Eiji screaming and crying, Eiji jolted up as she quickly shook him awake, "Shhshshshsh…It's okay you're safe here…" she whispered hugging the teen to her and rubbing his back in trying to calm him.

"I'm sorry I di-didn't mean to…" Eiji cried.

"It's alright shhshshsh…I have you you're safe here…" she repeated, "Just take a deep breath and close your eyes…" she whispered running her right hand in his hair as she gently rocked the boy in her arms resting her chin on top of his head. "Don't worry I'll be here when you wake up…" she breathed kissing the top of his head. After several minutes had passed she smiled as she felt and heard the boy's breathing slow as sleep had finally claimed him.

"I take it this will happen often…" she sighed brushing away the hair out of his eyes getting comfortable she lied down beside the boy and stayed with him for the rest of the night.

The next day Eiji slowly woke up to a very pleasant aroma looking around the room he quickly stood and made his way into the kitchen, "Hi kiddo, sleep well?" Tokio asked adding a few spices into two bowls.

"Yeah sort of…sorry for being such a bother…" he apologized.

Tokio snorted, "Bother my ass…" she smiled gesturing for him to follow her into the living room where she placed the bowls on the table, "Come on eat we have a lot to do today…"

"Really like what?"

"Well first of all you need something decent to wear…"

"But…"

"No buts…eat up…" Tokio ordered then looked up at the boy as he sat down opposite to her looking at her oddly. "What?"

"You don't act like every woman I've ever met…"

"What you mean be polite, calm and have the manners of a geisha?" she asked with a tiny grin.

"Yeah sort of except for the last part…"

"Please don't make me laugh…" Tokio smirked then frowned as she quickly stood rushing outside she then doubled over and threw up.

"Are you okay?" Eiji asked watching as she slowly made her way back to the table.

"Oh yeah…I'm just enjoying the joys of pregnancy…" she sighed sipping some water.

"You're gonna have a baby?"

"Yeah…I'm at three months weird hun?"

"Well not really…"

"Considering who the father is yeah it is…you have met my husband haven't you…never smiles, insults everyone, sarcasm galore…" she grinned when Eiji snorted.

"Yeah…" Eiji chuckled.

A few hours later Tokio glanced behind her shoulder to see Eiji looking around, "First time in Tokyo kiddo?"

"Yeah…" Eiji answered quickly stepping forward in order to keep up with her, Tokio turned into a clothes shop and nudged the boy to enter first.

"Okay pick whatever ya want I want to at least see a dozen pieces of clothes ya understand me…" she smirked pushing him forward.

"Yeah okay…" Eiji chuckled as he looked around.

An hour later the two headed back home carrying a few medium sized packages, Tokio kept asking little questions about the boy and had found out that his brother had taught him about swordsmanship and that when he was older Eiji wanted to be a police officer just like him, when his brother went off to work Eiji would always help his mother in the huge garden they had.

Tokio smiled widely, "Really are you any good at gardening…cause to tell you the truth, I kinda suck at it…I swear a plant just looks at me and it immediately withers and crumbles to dust…" she lied getting the twelve year old to laugh softly.

"So what do you feel like eating tonight?" she asked. "Pick anything that comes out of that little head of yours and it shall be done…" she smiled.

"Anything?"

"Anything…" she grinned.

Eiji thought for a moment, "I kinda have a craving for soba…"

"Soba hun…That's all Hajime ever eats…" Tokio sighed, "You're not going to turn into another Hajime are you…One in this life time is enough trust me…I swear that man will turn into a noodle one day…" she smirked when she heard Eiji laugh. Hopefully she thought to herself, looking down at Eiji as he actually smiled staying with them would help the boy's heart to heal.