Dicing with Death
-chapter four-
By Kaiju
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Yay! My fourth chapter…--sniffs—who would'a thunk? V TT V
I just realised that Tokyo and Kyoto are anagrams of each other.
Disclaimer; Ich weiss nicht...varoom?
Varoom, Varoom, Varoom;
Ist die banana krum?
People are saying they like the story! I'm glad. I finally worked out how to enable anonymous reviews, thanks to Winter-dragon! THANKYOU! I LOVE YOU! (platonically) :glomps Winter-dragon:
Mayu-the-Toaster; What's with you and spouting random German words?
Me; Ummmm…:ponders: dunno.
Mayu-the-Toaster; :sweatdrops: You're strange.
Me; Well, duh…why else would I be writing this story? T-T ?
Mayu-the-Toaster; Point taken.
Oh! everyone! I looked up Richard Hayworth (also known as Richard Casino), the voice actor who plays Kenshin, and an entry on wikapedia said that he is…53! GOD! And he has such a great voice, too! He doesn't SOUND that old…does he!
Do you know how many hits I've got?
900 on the dot.
I am absolutely thrilled…but why didn't they leave a review…:sniff:
Warnings; THIS CHAPTER IS CRAPPY! I just can't concentrate for some reason…I just got my first job though, and im more than a little distracted…I mean, I tried to brush my teeth with suntan lotion! It tasted HORRIBLE! DO NOT do that! I also got a migraine…but it wasn't too bad, thank god! Do you know what they do at the hospital if you get a really bad one?
THEY STICK A GIGANTIC NEEDLE INTO YOUR BUTT!
---ahem---
READ ONWARDS!
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Mayu-the-Toaster; Read the story!
Mayu-the-Toaster; Why aren't you reading it!
Mayu-the-Toaster; Scroll down already!
Mayu-the-Toaster; you are very strange.
Mayu-the-Toaster; WHAT'S WITH YOU! GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!
Mayu-the-Toaster; The above useless filler was provided by Kaiju. Feel free to pelt the author with a variety of rotten vegetables provided by yours truly.
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Yekano knocked on Kaoru's door for what seemed to him like the hundredth time. 'Open up already!' he growled. When there was no response, he kicked the door savagely, gaining only an excruciating pain in his right foot.
'Kaoru…' he said, frowning.
'Go away…I don't want to talk to you, Yekano.' came the angry reply.
Yekano gritted his teeth in frustration, trying to squash the sudden impulse he had to either barge in and hug her or shake her until her teeth rattled. But, of course, it wouldn't be proper…
Why am I so…utterly, utterly stupid? he silently berated himself, starting to pace up and down the hall.
He came to a halt outside of her door again and pressed his ear to the polished wood.
At least she isn't crying anymore…he rubbed his face in frustration, pulling the skin across his cheeks taut in mute chastisement.
A faint, muffled rustling came from inside the room, followed by the "zhwee' sound of metal on metal. He, sitting outside her door, frowned in puzzlement. He leant nearer to the door, trying to work out what the girl was doing in there. He raised an eyebrow as his ears were met with indiscernible muttering.
Cloth rustled quietly again, metal slid on metal, and then all was silent.
Yekano sat still for a few seconds, straining to pick up any other noise.
Nothing.
His eyes widened as a thought struck him.
She couldn't have…he thought, pressing his ear against the door.
He heard nothing again.
she might…!
Yekano, pushing aside all thoughts of propriety, yanked open the door and sprinted into the dark room.
'Kaoru? Kaoru!' he yelled, trying to locate her through the darkness. There was no response.
'Oh shit!' he yelled. 'Kaoru!'
'…What'd'ya want, 'kano?' a sleepy voice from the bed asked.
He slowly swivelled around, and there, lying on the bed and looking sleepily confused, was Kaoru. Then, as her mind cleared, she narrowed her eyes and flushed angrily.
'YOU JERK! GET OUT!'
'Oooof!'
She slammed the door shut behind him.
Rubbing his side gingerly, he sat up and groaned. Then he frowned and opened the door again, ignoring Kaoru's screech of, 'DO YOU MIND?', quickly searching for anything sharp and pointily dangerous. He drew a nil.
As he caught Kaoru's glare, he shrunk back a bit. 'Sorry, okay? I was just worried about you.'
Kaoru's glare faded slowly into a look of puzzlement. 'Why?'
'Because I heard metal sliding and then everything went still!' he said, trying not to babble.
Kaoru lifted an eyebrow. 'Metal? I don't have any…Oh!' she got up from her bed and crossed over to the opposite wall, and slid the shutter on the oil-lamp open, filling the room with light. It also made a sound akin to 'zwhee'.
'Oh.' he said, flushing.
She lifted an eyebrow, eyes twinkling in amusement. 'Why, Yekano… I didn't know you cared.'
'Shut up.' he snapped, bypassing pink and moving on to magenta. He was just about to stalk away when he remembered his original purpose. He slowly turned back to the bed, where Kaoru was sitting on once again, and slowly walked over and sat beside her, feeling both guilty and awkward.
'Kaoru, I…I didn't mean to be rude. Before, I mean.' he said, biting his lip.
She looked at him silently, gauging his sincerity, then sighed and looked away.
'It's okay. I just…maybe I overreacted a little.'
'Who founded the Kamiya Kasshin style?' he asked abruptly. Then, as if realizing his rudeness, he flushed and added hastily, 'If you don't mind telling me, that is.'
Kaoru glanced at him, then wrapped her arms around herself and closed her eyes.
'My father.' she said simply.
'Ah…Kaoru, I'm really sorry-'
Kaoru cut him off. 'Put it from your mind.' she said calmly.
'I guess I just don't have much experience with people my age.' he mumbled apologetically.
Kaoru shot him a look. 'What do you mean?'
'I just don't leave the house much…'
'Why?'
'My father really doesn't like it when I do.'
'Wh-oh.' she said, remembering the story of his sister.
'Kaoru…could you tell me about your family?' he asked suddenly, turning towards her.
'Huh?' she asked, startled. Then, relaxing a little, she gave a sad half-smile. 'Which one?'
'You have two?'
'Hmmm….you could say that, yes.'
'Both, then.'
'Well…my mother passed away when I was little…I never knew her, really. I can't even remember her face, but Doctor Gensai told me she was very beautiful. My father passed away slightly less than two years ago. I was their only child; and so I inherited the swords-style that my father created.
'For almost a year, I was alone…just me in the house; except when doctor Gensai and his two grandchildren visited. But then…overnight, it seemed, I got a new one.
'At almost the same time, I got an older brother, a younger brother, a sister and…' she shook her head as if to clear her thoughts.
'And what?' questioned Yekano.
'And…a very good friend, I guess…' she trailed off and self-consciously brushed her bangs of off her face.
Yekano looked at her shrewdly. 'You left someone very dear to you back there, didn't you?'
Kaoru looked at him, surprised by his astute statement. Then she smiled.
'Yes.' she answered simply.
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Saito glared at everyone else as he lit his fifth cigarette in five minuets, already surrounded in a thick blanket of foul-smelling smoke.
'If anyone ever talks of this again, I will lock them in the sturdiest cell in Kyoto and let them rot.' he said coldly, glowering with extra emphasis at Sanosuke, who was having a hard time removing the shitake mushroom still stuck in his left ear.
Sanosuke ignored him. 'Damn…mushroom…d'you want a piece of me?' he growled at two young men who were staring at him and sniggering. They ran away hurriedly. 'Damn kids…'
Kenshin sighed, and then looked around. Passing nearby was an elderly man with an equally aged woman.
He walked over to them and asked politely, 'Sessha is sorry for the rudeness, but what is the name of this town?'
The woman smiled at him in obvious amusement. 'This is Hamamatsu, young man.'
Kenshin bowed gratefully and walked back to the group, who were still arguing loudly.
'Um…' he said, trying to attract attention. Only Yahiko noticed.
'-and those cigarettes really stink, too.'
Saito blew another smoke ring. 'And what makes you think I care?'
'You-!'
Kenshin sweatdropped and flapped his hands in an effort to quell the animosity.
'Everyone should calm down…' he said. He was ignored.
'You have got to be the most arrogant basterd I know.' growled Sanosuke, glaring at the former member of the Shinsengumi squad.
Saito merely removed his cigarette briefly and raised an eyebrow slightly, expelling smoke from his mouth in one long stream.
'Moron.'
Sanosuke twitched. 'WHAT WAS THAT YOU MANGY WOLF!'
'Everybody should try to calm down!-'
'Sanosuke, you idiotic Rooster-head!'
'What was that, KITSUNE!'
'SHUT UP!'
Everyone fell silent and turned to look at Yahiko, who was virtually steaming with frustration.
'Kaoru's in danger and all you guys do is argue!' he yelled. 'Now shut up and listen to Kenshin!'
Sanosuke and Megumi looked at each other, cheeks flaming in shame.
'Your right, Chibi-suke.' muttered Sanosuke. Ignoring the seemingly reflexive reply of 'DON'T CALL ME LITTLE!' he turned to Kenshin. 'So, what've you got to say?'
'We're in Hamamatsu apparently.' said Kenshin, a furrow in his brow appearing.
'Umm…so Nagoya's this away?' asked Sanosuke, pointing east.
Kenshin sweatdropped and then pointed north. 'That way.'
'…I knew that! I was… just testing you! Yeah!'
Ignoring Sanosuke, Yahiko turned and scowled at Saito, who had been watching the proceedings with an almost tangible air of indifference.
'So? Are you going to magically whip up another contact so that we can get out of here, or are you going to impersonate a chimney-stack all day?'
'We'll see.' said Saito calmly, blowing a smoke-ring.
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As Sanosuke sauntered morosely down the back-streets of Hamamatsu, he scratched absent-mindedly at his cheek, frowning.
Why do I get the feeling that I'm being followed?
He spun around and glared at the street behind him.
There's nothing there…
As he turned around again, the hairs on the back of his neck began to stand up. He shivered, and, after casting a glance behind him and seeing nobody, increased his pace.
Behind him, a black cat as large as a medium-sized dog peeked out from behind a pile of assorted trash, and then continued to follow him.
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Over the other side of town, Saito was walking casually down a short, narrow and dusty street with a dead-end. As he reached the door right of the end, he knocked quietly four times, flaking off some of the peeling paint. After no reply was heard, he repeated his knock, slightly louder this time.
Finally, the door creaked open a few inches.
'Who is it?' a rusty voice asked, a threatening undertone made all the more apparent by the fierce glare of one narrowed eye through the gap in the door.
'Its me, Saito, you moron. Who else knows where you live?'
The solitary eye widened in surprise, and the door swung open to reveal a bearded man in western clothes.
'Saito! What are you doing here? I thought you were living in Kyoto with Tokio.'
'Your doorstep is neither comfortable enough nor private enough for this conversation.' Saito said, brushing past the surprised man.
'Oh! Of course…' said the man, following the yellow-eyed man into his own siting-room.
Saito leant against the wall, lit a cigarette and inhaled, closing his eyes. When he opened them, he fixed a piercing stare onto the bearded man, who was watching him intently.
'So, why are you in Nagoya? You always said it was a hell-hole.' he asked Saito finally.
'It was not intentional, believe me, Shinji.'
'More to the point, why are you here?'
'…I'd like some information, if you have it. Do you know of Shojo Kazumi?'
'The oyabun of the Nagoya-district Taikuru yakuza?' Shinji asked, narrowing his eyes.
Saito nodded curtly, motioning for Shinji to go on.
'He does the usual yakuza things…women, alchohol, gambling-houses…although I heard that he started selling opium recently, and Teikura Seta's none to happy about it.'
'Teikura Seta?' asked Saito, making a mental note of the name.
'Yeah…he's the oyabun of the rival yakuza, Danai. Both gangs are situated in Nagoya, but Danai is the one selling cheap opium…or was, anyway.' Shinji took a sip out of a sake cup that had obviously been abandoned when he had gone to open the door.
'Does he have tight security?'
'He didn't use to…but I heard a rumour that Shojo recently acquired a new body-guard. Apparently, the new one's quite strong.'
'Hmmph…' muttered Saito, sounding unimpressed. 'Anything else important?'
'Not that I'm aware of.'
'Well then…thankyou for your time, Shinji. Tokio would probably like you to call on us next time you're around our place.'
'We'll see.' said Shinji, grinning. 'Give her my best, Hajime.'
Saito nodded brusquely and made his way to the door. As he paused with his hand on the handle, he looked back with a neutral expression. 'Take care of yourself, you moron, and try not to get yourself killed. Tokio would be very disappointed.'
Shinji grinned and waved a hand. 'Ditto to you!'
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Sanosuke glanced behind him again.
The awkward feeling on the back of his neck hadn't gone away yet.
Maybe Megumi put the evil eye on me. I've always had suspicions about her…
As he rounded the corner that led onto a slightly bigger street, he turned to the left, walking towards what was obviously the market-place. He frowned slightly at the gigantic crowd of people which was blocking off the rest of the road.
Pushing his way carefully through the mass of squabbling people, he arrived at the front and saw what the problem was. Or rather, didn't, because of the gigantic expensive-looking black coach that had been parked in the middle of the street, leaving only about a foot of room on each side. Its snoring coachman was seated on the plush coach-box, unconscious of the heavy muttering of the crowd.
He scratched his head in annoyance, then glared at the only doorway in sight.
'Oyrashi Clinic.' the sign read. Sanosuke looked at it for a moment before striding towards it. Pulling open the door, he yelled,
'Oi! Whoever owns this coach, move it already!'
After a few seconds, a man walked into the room and looked at him, eyebrow raised.
'I will move it as soon as I've finished.' he said offensively. He seemed to be viewing Sanosuke through his teeth; a habit which, quite frankly, made him want to punch something quite badly. If that something happened to be the man standing in front of him, then it was all the better.
'Its blocking the street.' he said, trying not to snarl.
The man looked at him condescendingly. 'So?'
'So move it. Everybody needs to get past.'
'So?'
'Are you going to move it or not?' he spat, unconsciously balling his hands into tight fists.
'Ah, let me see…not.' and with that, the man walked back into the next room.
'Then I'll move it for you.' muttered Sanosuke, striding back outside. Once he stood by the carriage again, he surreptitiously loosed the horse from its harness. Handing it to a slightly bewildered bystander, he crept up to the somewhat elderly coachman and leaned forward.
'AAATTTAAACCCKKK!' he bellowed as loudly as he could in the sleeping man's ear.
The man bolted upright, his cap falling off his head and looked around wildly. 'Where!' he yelled in a panic.
'Over THERE!' yelled Sanosuke, pointing down towards the other end of the street. The coachman, still disorientated by his sudden rude awakening, stumbled hurriedly through the confused crowd in the opposite direction.
Sanosuke grinned to himself. He didn't want to admit it…but he was starting to enjoy himself a little.
Waving his hands, he stood up on a nearby barrel and yelled, 'CAN EVERYBODY STAND BACK!'
The crowd complied almost enthusiastically, some at the front retreating as much as ten meters from the lacquered coach.
Sanosuke turned to the coach again, raising his fist in preparation for the Futae no Kawami.
He connected with the frame. In one instant, time seemed to slow, and then the whole frame of the carriage shattered, showering Sanosuke, the crowd, and nearby rooves and houses with broken planks and slivers of wood.
Sanosuke looked at his fist and winced at the sight. Eh…Megitsune's gonna have my arse on a platter when I get back…
The whole crowd was silent for a second, caught between the desire to run and the urge to cheer. Most chose the latter, although some tried to do both and found to the detriment of their vertical positioning that they weren't very good at multi-tasking.
Sanosuke smirked at the wreckage of the carriage, then, hearing a strange sound, turned towards the clinic again.
Standing there, with crimson face, was the carriage's owner, slack-jawed and speechless.
'Wha…' he began shakily, as he viewed the wreckage in front of him. 'Wh…'
'Hi!' said Sanosuke cheerfully. 'I'm delighted to let you know that you don't need to move your carriage anymore!'
The mans gaze slowly transferred to the grinning man, becoming almost comically incredulous.
'You…did this…?' he asked.
Sanosuke merely smiled in response.
The man's face bypassed crimson and made its way to a rich burgundy colour. 'How dare you?' he yelled.
'Well…you wouldn't move it.' said Sanosuke noncommittally, stepping over the wreckage and heading off towards the other end of the street. The man followed him, spitting with anger.
'How dare you do this to Shikazu Kiba!'
Sanosuke sighed, choosing to ignore the furious man behind him, and continued on.
About two hours later…
'Get lost, will you!' growled Sanosuke, turning momentarily to the irate man stomping along angrily behind him.
'No! I demand FULL compensation!' Shikazu bellowed.
'TOUGH! Your not going to get it, so will you just piss off already!'
'NO! PAY UP!'
'NO! GET KNOTTED!'
'Rooster-head…what are you doing?' a feminine voice asked exasperatedly.
'Trying to lose this idiot!' he growled. then; 'Oh, its you, Kitsune.'
'What took you so long!' Yahiko scowled.
'I got lost…' he said sheepishly. 'And I wish he would too!' he added, jabbing a thumb at Shikazu. He turned to the man behind him, and then raised an eyebrow. Shikazu, for the second time today, was slack-jawed and speechless.
He turned to follow the other man's line of sight, and was somewhat surprised to find that it was firmly fixed on Megumi, who was still glaring daggers at Sanosuke.
'And…and who might you be?' Shikazu asked, rapidly recovering and just as rapidly crossing to the tall, black haired woman, who looked at him with surprise.
'Oh? You bought a gentleman back with you, Rooster-head? I am-'
'That's Kitsune, or Fox-lady.' Sanosuke substituted, smirking.
Shikazu ignored him, gently taking her hand and kissing it. 'My name is Shikazu Kiba, miss.'
'My name, contrary to Rooster-head's statement, is Takani Megumi. Pleased to make your acquaintance, Shikazu-san.'
'Please, call me Kiba, Takani-san.'
'Only if you call me Megumi, Kiba-san.'
Sanosuke coughed loudly, and pretended to vomit into a nearby potted plant. However, the truth was, the sight of Shikazu and Megumi's still entwined hands annoyed him. It annoyed him a bit more than he was willing to admit, in fact…
'If you two have finished making wedding plans, I think we should go now.' he said, slightly more impatiently usual.
He was ignored.
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Next chapter-Preview
'I challenge you to a sake duel!' Sanosuke said, smirking.
Yeah, that's all the preview you get. Bad Kaiju, no cookie for you! This is a crappy chapter...IM SO SORRY!
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Ooooooh….I ate too much…I feel ill…AND I HAVE HICCUPS AGAIN GODAMMIT!
Sorry about the late update. I was feeling lazy and had writers block, so I lounged around all week and then on Monday stayed up all night trying to write this chapter properly.
Which I didn't.
Then I snapped the end of my USB and had to type everything again. I'm clumsy, for god's sakes. What more do you expect!
Stupid me…T-T
I'm also almost on the point of a nervous breakdown, because I got my first ever job the other day. Is it normal to get a job first application, first try?
I'm SO so sorry. I really do need some suggestions on how I could write better…and I haven't totally decided on the future of this story. I would love to hear anyone's suggestions, and your reviews cheer me up no end! Really! The help me to write as well, so please, suggestions!
Review responses! Six! Wow! And I have to say, every single review makes me smile so much for the rest of the day.
Flip-flop108--Yay! You reviewed again! THANKYOU SO MUCH! Ooooh, you changed your pen-name? Hehehehehe, I like it! Thankyou THANKYOU THANKYOU!
CHOCOLATE TO ALL REVIEWERS! YAY!
Jade Lotus—Yay! My first ever reviewer reviewed! THANKYOU SO MUCH! Yes, I had overdosed on hyper-pills when I wrote that chapter…Mmm…yummy… (My hyper pills are chocolate éclairs.) XD Trust me, its not going to be a typical reunion for them at all. I'm glad you liked the whole look-alike thing; it ties up with the future chapters I'm (trying to be) writing. Its one of the semi-main themes and so is rather important! As to the final question…I, frankly, am torn. I thought it might be interesting if Yekano started to like Kaoru …but then again, I also like the idea of them both thinking they like each other, but then slowly realising that they just care for each other as brother and sister. (because Kaoru has no siblings, and neither has Yekano, they probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference.) . Or maybe something else altogether! What do you think? OPINIONS AND SUGGESTIONS, PEOPLE!
serabi- WOO-WHOO!
As you can probably tell, I'm absolutely stoked to hear-um, read you say that! THANKYOU!
Jasmine blossom625-Yay! You'll always drop a review? –goes all sparkly-eyed and mushy—promise? As always, thankyou So, SO, sososososo much for your review! –dances around then falls over Mayu, who is still in the toaster—You like me…You really like me! :D Please keep on reading! However, there is going to be an interesting, but sad and bitter-sweet plot-twist coming up for those two…get ready to start hating a few certain characters that I shall introduce shortly…BUT, I shall always –try—to make it funny, and there SHALL be HAPPY E-:is cut off by Mayu, who has hand over authors mouth:
Mayu: SHUT UP, BAKA! YOU'LL GIVE EVERYTHING AWAY:
Me; Mfmmffffffffffffff MMMMMFF FUF!
Mayu; --turns back to Jasmine blossom625—Heheh…um…XP
Winter-dragon- :gets out gun and shoots self in head I knew something was screwed! But I looked and looked for the "no anonymous reviews" button, and I COULDN'T FIND IT! Thanks for telling me! –Ahem--... Wow! so many good things in your review! Original? YAY! Highly entertaining? ---does the chicken dance—In character? THANK GOODNESS! Funny? Glad you enjoyed my warped sense of humour! And about Kaoru's personality…you do not know how relieved I am to hear you say that. I really am trying to bring Kaoru's character out in this. I think that her personality is stronger than that which is in most of the fanfictions, (please don't be offended:bows repeatedly to mass of angry authors:) but I really like how mixed her personality is. She's not a damn flower, but she's not made of iron either. YAY! KAIJU HAS NO CHEESE!
Oh, and I really like Saito too:grins:…but I just thought that his character was a little too…invulnerable, if you know what I mean…and I wanted to give him a weakness to mess with his mind:snicker: As I said, warped sense of humour…
This review really has me relieved! I was worried about the shitake mushroom thing being way over-the-top. :)
THANKS so, SOOOOO much for you extra-long review! I hope this story lives (?) up to your expectations!
Evee-chan- WOW! You like it? Yay! Thankyou! For your review!
Wow! Thirteen reviews in total. And 13/3 equals…um :grabs calculator: about four! So there's been an average of four reviews for each chapter…twice what I asked! YAYAYAYAAYAY!
Also, thankyou to the following, who rock my world;
Eloa; Evee-chan; Winter-dragon; Arwey; Moonlight Star Phoenix; Nocturnal Magic; Universal Fighter; carrotgirl; flip-flop108 AKA psychiChick; kaoru kitten; miniwoo; serabi and koneko-dono, for assorted reasons.
You are AWESOME, PEOPLES! I LOVE YOU ALL! (don't get creeped out, I mean that in a strictly platonic way.) :glomps reviewers:
By the way, I was just wondering about the average age on this site. I've read stories by people from 11 to 23 year-olds, and I really like reading them all…but everyone writes so goodly! And I cant spel gud aattal…
Vocab;
sorry about the lapse! I just forgot…
Oro-HOW COULD YOU NOT KNOW? If you don't know what 'oro' means, then you are not supposed to be reading this and you are a foolish panda!
Sessha-:sighs:… what am I going to do with you? Roughly translated as "this unworthy one" Kenshin refers to himself in this way.
Kitsune-sort of like a fox. Believed to have magical powers. Sanosuke's nickname for Megumi.
Chibi-suke-Chibi, roughly translated, means small, cute or squirt. "–suke" is a masculine name ending.
Oyabun-leader of a yakuza gang.
Yakuza-Japanese mafia, if you will.
Ciao!
Nyaaa…:) Kaiju
P.S.
I really would appreciate advice and suggestions. Really, REALLY apreciate. I am feeling incredibly stupid this month (cha, like that's NEW!) and I really do need them. REVIEW ME! I'm only 15! Mental age three!
P.P.S...
I really like Samurai Champloo.
Pointless, but that pretty much sums up my existence.
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I thrive off reviews. I think of them as bribes to continue. If I don't get reviews, Kaoru will not be set free, you will not meet the antagonist, and Kenshin and Kaoru will not have lots of WAFF moments at the end! I need reviews!
I LIVE off them.
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