This is a drabble I wrote one night, some weeks ago. I realized that I concentrate on Kenshin and Kaoru a lot, which ignores the other characters (obviously). Enter 100-word ficlets. I decided to try concentrating on a character I don't play with much. This 109-word ficlet is the result. Yeah, let me know what you think.
She stood back in the shadows, watching him. She took in his determination, his spirit…his poor stance…and grinned, ruthlessly squashing a burgeoning chuckle.
His sense of honor may have led him here, but she was sure that his desire for strength would keep him here take him to greatness one day.
Yes, Kenshin was right. Yahiko would be an excellent swordsman one day.
That, of course, would only occur with the proper training. Her training.
She took a deep breath, prepared for the rude tirade and insults he would toss her way, and stepped out of the shadow. She was prepared to bring a new light to this world.