Hello to you all! once again, Moony's back! this one would like to make an announcement: This one's posts will now only appear on fanfic around twice a week.
please don't hate this one, but this one has a lot more things to focus on...
Ryder: please tell me that you didn't give me Justin Bieber hair...
Moony: relax, i imagined your hair like some one from the wolves of mibu- the dude with the flippy/spiky/ hair
Ryder:... you lost me.
Moony: -sigh- well, i've only seen him in background shots so...T_T
Ryder: well anyways enjoy.
DISCLAIMER: this one doesn't own rurouken and is still apoligizing for spelling mistakes because this one was too lazy to e-mail it to Aisim-dono who is WAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY better at spelling than one's self. this one is an 'Idot'...yes this one did spell idiot wrong... this one is an epic fail of life
CHAPTER 5- Gatotsu
"HAAAAA!" Ryder shouts, charging at me. I see his thrust and I wait until the last second to dodge it. Too easy, I think while dodging. Does he seriously think that he can beat me with just a -! My thoughts are cut off when he slashes to the side, cutting my arm.
He skids to a stop, and flips his hair out of his eyes. "What's the matter? Do you plan to lose even before we've begun?"
I glower at him. That move? I've never seen anything like it. my eyes widen. Wait… I've heard of it. and I remember the day when I was ten, and a policeman came to our door talking about someone called 'Goro Fujita'.
*Flash back*
I'm training in the yard with Yahiko-san and Shinya-kun when we hear a knock on the dojo's door. Yahiko-san pauses our sparring, and opens it, revealing a police officer staning outside the door. Yahiko-san's eyes widen in surprise. "Shinichi-san?"
"Hello Yahiko-sama!" the police officer says happily. Me and Shinya-kun look at each other. "Yahiko-sama?" we say.
Shinichi-san looks around Yahiko-san and sees us training behind him. "Who's that? Your students." His eyes fall on me. "KENSHIN?" he squaks.
"No that's Kenji. He's Kenshin's son." Yahiko-san explains. "Ohhh…"Shinichi-san says, then begins talking about something else.
I space out for a while, but hear them talking about someone called 'Saitou'
"Have you heard from himi at all?" Yahiko-san asks.
"No. But I have heard that although most officers carry a gun with them, he refuses, saying that no weapon will replace his Kanata." Shinichi-san explains.
"I can understand. His Gatotsu is incredible. Although it may seem like a simple flat thrust, even Kenshin had problems with it sometimes." Yahiko-san sighs. "Although it has some weaknesses-like that blind spot made by his extended arm- it's still a incredibly powerful and versatile move."
*Flashback end*
The blind spot. I think, analying Ryder, as he sinks into his 'Gatotsu' position again. How? How can I use it to my advantage.
Ryder charges at me again, but this time, he seems to be moving in slow motion. I can see everything. I slide into his blind spot, and I see his eyes widen when he registers that I'm no longer infront of him anymore.
I slash my kondaichi upwards as he passes by, cutting his arm. "Who's not taking this seriously now?"
He smirks at me. "Do you really think that you've won baka?" he sinks into that strange position again. "If you think that you can beat me by beating the gatotsu…you are mistaken. Here I come."
He charges at me again. Think! Think! I shout to myself. Hadome won't work… Ryder is about to hit me when I remember something. Something from a long time ago.
*Flashback*
I'm twelve again. I'm practicing in the dojo with Yahiko-san. I remember what a bunch of people have been talking about. They're talking about me. About my father. How he was such an amazing swordsman, and how I should be able to surprass him. But I've never seen him fight with a sword. Never. Not once. Yahiko-san and I pause, and as we stop to take a break, I finally get the courage to ask. "Um..Yahiko-sensei?" I say hesitantly.
His eyebrows rise at my honorific use. "What is it you want?" he asks, with a smile on his face. I feel my face redded.
"How did you know that I wanted to ask you for something?" I ask, guiltily.
He starts laughing. "Because I asked your mother for something the same way.
I grin, but then ask. "What was my father's fighting style?"
Yahiko-san's eyes take a serious light. "Your father. He was a masterswords man. His style is known to only one other person, his master Hiko Seijuro. It's called Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryu."
I nod. "Can…do you know any moves?" he shakes his head.
"I've only ever mimicked them. One that I remember is Ryukansen and Ryushosen. Dragon Spiral Strike and. Ryukansen looks like this." He steps away from me, then moves into a ready position. "Watch." He steps foreward, and I think that he's about to demonstrate some sort of thrust, when he plants his foot, and uses certerfugual force to spin him around, and I know that the force of that blow would be able to snap a bone in someone' s body as if it was a twig.
"Did you see it?" he asks. I nod mutely.
"But remember." He continues. This move is usually used as a counter attack. If you use it as your initial one, it can be easily countered." I nod and make mental note of it. Judging by his bodylanguage, Yahiko-san will not tell me anymore. But I still want to know…
*Flashback end*
Ryder's sword is about to hit me, but I dodge, to the side. I see in his eyes that he thinks that he's won because I know that he knows that he can easily hit me here aswell.
"Ryukansen!" I shout, planting my foot as I spin around. Somehow, I register the fact that I've turned my sword, the blunt side connecting with Ryder's flesh.
When the attack hits, he goes flying into a wall, smashing so hard against it, that I know that he'll be in casts for weeks.
I barely register it, but I'm panting. The Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryu… my father knows how to use this fighting style?
I hear sobs behind me. I turn around and see Saya on her knees, tears streaming down her face.
"Saya? Are you okay?" I ask, kneeling down beside her.
"Am I okay?" she starts laughing. She truns to me, and I see a flash of white, then a sharp stab of pain that sends me reeling. "You killed him!" she shrieks, standing over me. "You idiot! I can't believe you! You're father swore an oath never to kill again, and you-his son-just KILLED!" her screams, turn into sobs. And suddenly I'm on defence.
"I didn't kill him, what are you talking about?"
I don't think that she can hear me, because she continues to cry.
"Relax Saya. I'm not dead." I hear an irritated voice say behind me. "My dad survived this attack. It'd be pathetic if I couldn't do the same."
She looks up and her eyes widen with joy. "Ryder!"
He sits down beside her. "Silly girl." He teases. "Do you think that I'd lose that easily?" he cracks his neck, and stands up again to face me.
"WHAT? You're facing off again? No! I won't let you." Saya protests, grabbing onto Ryder's arm. He smiles, then plants a kiss on her lips. He laughs at her bewildered expression. "Relax."
"Now. Where were we?" he sneers.
"Kenji? Are you here?" I can hear my mother calling me.
"Arrgh." I groan.
When I see them round the corner, Ryder's eyes widen. "Kaoru-sama?" he says. She blinks, her eyebrows furrowing.
"Oh, hello, have you seen," her eyes light on me. "Kenji! There you are, what were you doing…?" I see her eyes light on my drawn sword, then onto Ryder's, and she easily puts two and two together. "Kenji, why were you fighting?" she demands, her eyes narrowing.
"No Kaoru-sama. I challenged Kenji to the fight, and he accepted. I admit defeat." Ryder says, bowing to my mother.
She arches her eyebrow. "I see… who are you? I'm assuming that you're an aquantince of Saya-chan." She says, noting the fact that Saya is clinging to Ryder's arm, somewhat uncharacteristically.
"My name's Saito Ryder, but if your son is his parent's child, he probably would've told you himself."
yes this one knows, it sounds alot like how this one ended the 'Saya' chapter, but...
and ways,