Sorry!
yeah, about that 'this one is only going to post once or twice a week'
welll...this one knows now...writers block is a *****
please exuse the language...

Saya: shame on you...

moony: -sticks out tounge- hey, this one didn't actually say it...

saya.: but still... and aren't you forgetting something?

moony:...aside from how to spell?

saya: -rolls eyes- i ment the disclaimer.

moony: -face palm-

DISCLAIMER: still don't own ruroken, but with the exception of fictional characters that this one created...

CHAPTER 6 –coming

My mother's eyebrows shoot up again, but she sighs. "Expected."

"Expected?" Ryder asks, somewhat surprised.

"Saya-chan's here now, and her father's supposed to come as well. Saito-as much as he was more of an ally than a friend- is still very important to my family. You being his son isn't too much of a surprise. You do look like him." My mother sighs, but then smiles. "I know that your father's probably expecting you to be here but I think that we'd all sleep easier if you stayed with us at the dojo."

Saya shakes her head. "I'm very sorry Kaoru-san, but my other friend that I'm expecting knows only of this address. I'm not entirely sure when she's coming, but I must be here most of the time or else she may not be able to fine Ryder-kun and I." She explains.

My mother nods. "Okay, if that's what you wish Saya-chan. Yahiko-kun and Tsubame-chan live close by, so if you need anything just go and ask them."

"Arigato Kaoru-sama. We will be visiting soon. My father told me of the Kamiya Kashin-Ryu, but I've yet to see it, aside from what he's demonstrated." He smirks at me as he's saying this. Kiss up. I think, glaring at him. "Also," he continues. "I know that Kenshin-sama has said that he won't continue the teachings of Hiten Misurugi-Ryu, but since his son seems to be able to wield his sword in that style, do you think that he'd be willing to give me a demonstration?" he asks, a fire, lighting in his eyes.

"Hiten Misurugi? I'm sorry to disappoint, but he can no longer wield a sword. And Kenji can't use Hiten. He's never been trained." My mother says, glaring at me from the corner of her eye.

Ryder bows. "Hai. My mistake." But he glares at me and I know exactly what he's thinking. That's a lie. You do know the sword style. I meet his accusing gaze, but then walk off, following my mother.

After we've walked a distance away from them, my mother turns to me and asks. "What was he talking about?"

"I have no idea." I say evasively. I barely tell anything to my parents, unless specifically asked. They won't tell me the things that I want to know and yet they expect me to tell them everything about my personal life? Um, no thanks.

"He said that he challenged you to a duel. Do you have any idea why?" she asks. There's a silence and I'm still waiting for her to lecture me. "Kenji?"

I sigh. "He wanted to prove something to me." my mother has this weird look on her face.

"Prove what?" she asks.

"To prove to me that my father is Hitokiri Battosai." I say flatly, staring at her from the corner of my eye. Her face hardens. But then it dawns on me. "No." I whisper. "There's no way…are you saying…that it's…TRUE?" I shout at the end.

"We'll talk about this later." Mother says, looking away, and I identify the look in her eye. It's guilt.

"No." I growled. "Tell me. I have a right to know."

She sighs and shakes her head. "Not here. I promise that we'll talk at the dojo." And she clams up, and I know that she won't say another word until we get there.

"Kaoru! Did you find him?" I hear Yahiko-san shout as we walk towards the Dojo.

"Yes. He went to find Saya-chan." She says, as we walk inside.

"What were you doing there?" Yahiko-san asks, his eyebrows knitting together.

"None of you business." I muttered, walking past him. I can hear my mother fuming behind me, and I know that she's about to scold me and I want her to. Gives me an excuse to hit something.

"Kaoru-dono, Yahiko-kun, this one thinks that Kenji would rather spar than listen to us talk." I hear my father say from behind us. I turn around and glare at him.

"I think you're right father. I do want to spar with someone. If my opponent wins, I'll answer your question. If I do, then you have to answer them father…or Hitokiri Battosai. Which is it?" I growl. I know I sound melodramatic, and extraordinarily childish but I'm tired of them knowing everything and telling me nothing.

He looks at me sadly, and I have to resist a strong urge to punch him. "Kenji, this one knows that you are frustrated, but this one can no longer hold a sword."

"Why?" I demand. "Why can't you?"

"Because the sword style that this one used. The 'Hiten Mitsurugi-Ryu's impact on one's body is great, especially after using it's secret several times. Because of that, this one can no longer hold a sword."

"Why didn't you tell me then? I've always heard people say that 'Kenji must be an amazing swords man with you two as his parents' and I always thought that they were mocking me because I've only ever seen mother wield a sword. Couldn't you have told me that you can't use swords anymore because of your body?" I shout.

"Kenji!" my mother pleads, but my father cuts her off. "You are right." He sighs regretfully. "This one wished for you to grow up without knowing the mistakes of this one's past, but you've proved this one wrong." He looks at me like he's seeing me as a man for the first time. "Come inside Kenji, there's a lot that this one has to explain to you."

there :)

that was satisfying to get out :)

please R&R, because this one has resolved to not post another chapter until 5 have been sent in. :)

but that's probably going to go up into smoke as soon as i finish the next chapter TT_TT
still...
R&R any way...

-moony