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Disclaimer:*sniff sniff* I don't own Rurouni Kenshin, only this story idea... And my new computer! ^__________^
Scars of the Past
Chapter Five - '...' indicates thought
*...* indicates emphasis
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From last time:
Soujiro pulled himself out from underneath the ex-gangster and staggered to his feet, a strained smile on his face. "Himura-San...I think I'm going to take a nap now...." and the Tenken fell forward, landing on the ground next to Sanosuke.
"We'd best get them both inside. Yahiko, go get Megumi-Dono."
"Sure Kenshin, I'm on it." The samurai raced off, just as the sky opened up and rain poured down, soaking everyone.
"Well Kaoru-Dono, it looks like Soujiro won, that it does."
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*Yahiko POV*
As soon as I had left the dojo yard, rain in hard, fat drops fell from the sky, stirring up the mud beneath my feet, the ground becoming a swirl of loose soil and rock. Instead of running full sprint like I'd intended, I had to slow down so I wouldn't lose my footing on the slippery road.
Lightning flashed across the sky, bright yellow streaks intent on causing damage to those unfortunate items it struck if it hit the earth. A loud clap of thunder accompanied the light show, making the ground shake.
Water lashed down at me, soaking my clothes and obscuring my vision. But yet, I still raced down the sludgy ground, knowing that Megumi was needed for those two fighters, and fast.
I couldn't help but marvel at the strength of Sanosuke and Soujiro, the Tenken. I could easily see that Sano did in fact have a brain that worked... Getting rid of Soujiro's sword was total coolness, something I'd expect from one of my role models.
Sanosuke had the upper hand with strength, or at least I think he did. But Kaoru is always saying that is isn't strength versus strength, a piece of advice I found really helpful earlier in the year. But man, Soujiro was awesome too!
If he had gone full out with his shukuchi from the start, then Sano would have been toast. He wouldn't have had those few extra seconds to think of his sword smashing plan that almost led to his victory. But for mostly dealing with swords, Soujiro seemed to know quite a bit about hand fighting. Then again, he *is* the Tenken.
I noticed that the streets of Tokyo were deserted, everyone probably inside to protect themselves from this fierce rain. My lean body ran straight to my destination and I knocked on the wooden door, standing under the roof as much as I could to stay dry.
The clinic door was opened by Megumi, who took one look at my sopping form, grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. "Why didn't you just come in?" she asked, surveying my dripping clothes. "Never mind. But what are you doing outside in this weather? You're going to catch a cold," the fox said, hands on her hips.
Rubbing the back of my head, I said, "Well, Sano and Soujiro got hurt pretty bad up at the dojo. Kenshin sent me down here to get you."
"Is that baka headed rooster getting into fights *again*?" Megumi asked exasperated, taking a towel out of a chest and handing it to me.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. He actually had a good reason this time," I said, trying to stand up for Sano.
"Of course," said Megumi sarcastically. "Sano always gets into fights to defend someone or help another out.... That's one thing that won't ever happen. Drunken brawls, thugs... those are the kinds of fights Sanouske always gets into."
"Well, he still had a semi-good reason. That guy hurt Kenshin pretty bad back in Kyoto and Sanosuke just wanted to get revenge. But right now they're both hurt really bad and need a doctor."
The black haired woman rose from the seat she'd taken at her desk. "Alright, but when we get back there, I have a special job for you."
I beamed, glad to be able to prove my worth. "Whatever it is, I'll do it!" I exclaimed happily, that cheeky smile making its way on to my face.
She nodded and grabbed a hooded jacket, draping it over her. "Let's go see how much damage Sano has caused *this* time," she said tiredly, opening the clinic door and hanging a sign on the window that read 'Doctor not available. Please come back later.'
I followed her swaying figure out into the storm, myself ready to be a help at whatever she needed. I wanted to be able to aid my friends, and since there was no more fighting going on this time, healing sounded like a good option.
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Okay, so maybe I was wrong. Megumi's special job for me had been to lie down in dry, warm clothes in a futon and drink a cup full of strong tasting medicine. I watched as she moved over, across the room to the two unconcious forms on futons.
First, she knelt down next to Sanosuke and slipped off his famous trademark jacket, her nose pinching as she did so. Carefully, she inspected the large black bruises that adorned his muscular frame.
"Kaoru," she called, beckoning for the racoon girl to come over. "Rub this on these bruises. It should help ease the swelling." The doctor held out a small bottle of white cream.
"Hai." The kendo instructor took it from the outstretched hand and gently started to apply it to the damaged area.
Megumi moved over and started to remove Soujiro's blue gi and the white westen style shirt that he wore underneath it. But the fabric, heavily soaked in blood, some that had dried, made it nearly impossible to remove.
"Ken-San, could you hand me my knife? It's in the bag."
"Here you go Megumi-Dono." The red haird samurai held out the small, dagger that was used specifically for medicine, not as a weapon. Megumi pulled it out of its little sheath and started to hack away at Soujiro's shirt. I seriously hope those weren't his favorite clothes, because the'll be nothing but a pile of rags in a minute.
When Megumi managed to pull the tattered shirt away from his crimson topped form, a small gasp escaped her lips. "Oh my..." she whispered, staring at the broken body before. I couldn't even stop myself from feeling sick at the sight.
His whole chest was an ocean of sticky blood that coated almost every portion of it. A large dark bruise could be seen towards his stomach, where Sano had gotten one of his good hits in. But a huge, gigantic black bruise was on his right arm, just below the elbow.
Gingerly, Megumi laid a finger on it and Soujiro gave a little moan and turned his head on the futon. You know, this is the first time that I haven't seen Soujiro without his smile. He looks different...
"Is something wrong Megumi?" asked Misao, noticing the look of distress that crossed the young woman's face. "Is Soujiro going to be alright?"
"For the most part yes, but we do have a slight problem. His right arm is broken. It looks like it might be a clean break, since I don't notice any pieces of bone sticking out and it isn't bent at an odd angle. But it is a break all the same and will take a while to heal. Even when it does heal, I can't say that it'll be as good as it once was."
The whole room was silent, and I felt myself feeling the same way after I'd learned Yutaro might never be able to practice swordsmanship again. Speaking of Yutaro, where is he? I haven't seen him since before Sanosuke and Soujiro's fight. I'm sure he'd like to meet Misao...
But I'll worry about Yutaro later, right now Sano and Soujiro's health is more at risk. I can't actually belive that Sano broke Soujiro's arm. What if he can never use it again? He wouldn't be a threat to anyone anymore, but if the government ever caught up to him, he'd be in serious trouble trying to protect himself.
I glanced over at the two forms, who were still being patched up. Megumi was neatly wrapping Soujiro's upper body in bandages as Kenshin did Sanosuke, all of us only too aware of what happened when Kaoru had tried to wrap something before.
The sudden presence of someone next to me brought me out of my stare and I turned to look at the person. "You don't look so well Yahiko-Chan. You really shouldn't have been running around in the rain." She laid one of her slender hands on my burning forehead, the cooling sensation bringing instant relief.
"To tell the truth Tsubame," I croaked, my throat hoarse, "I honestly don't feel so good." I didn't like admitting that sort of thing, but when I felt like this, I'd take any care.
"You lie right there. I'll go get you a rag for your head." The girl stood up and left the room, closing the shoji door softly behind her and my attention once again drifted over to the two fighters. Sano was still out cold, that last hit to the head had really done him in.
But the Tenken was stirring slightly, Megumi still holding him down to finish her medical work. One of his eyes cracked open to reveal the blue gray depth. His gaze turned to Megumi, a small smile once again on his face.
She looked down, a stern expression on her face. "Lie still Soujiro, no moving. You;ve been hurt and I don't want you to aggravate any of your wounds." While talking, she placed a bandage over the cut on his cheek where his sword had gotten him.
He nodded his head, but stopped when he saw Megumi's disapproving glare. I smiled inwardly, it looked like he would be okay... Or at least okay until he found out about his arm. The sudden relieved feeling on my forehead let me know Tsubame was back.
"Does that feel any better?" she asked, her hand reaching under the futon cover to grasp onto mine. "The washcloth I mean."
"Yeah, it does. Thanks." I smiled warmly at her, her presence already starting to make me feel better. "Do you think Soujiro will be able to use his arm again?" I whispered, glancing at the Tenken who was lying quietly on the futon, eyes closed again.
"I hope so. I really don't want Sanosuke to feel guilty about all of this. I mean, he's never really seriously maimed or handicapped someone before, espcecially in a brawl. Soujiro wasn't even using his sword at the end nor his speed thingy.."
"Sano was just intent on winning, that's all," I said, looking at the sleeping rooster who had been fully bandaged as well. "I don't think he really cared what happend to Soujiro as long as he got revenge."
"Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you.." she whisperd, keeping her eyes trained on my own brown ones.
"Thank you? For what?"
"For saving me. I cluld have been hurt if you hadn't been so brave. So... thank you." She leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my cheek, my whole face flushing, not believing that she just kissed me with Kaoru, Megumi, Kenshin, and Misao in the room.
As if reading my thoughts, she said, "Don't worry about it Yahiko. Their going to have to get used to us being together. May as well start now. But as for the current moment, close your eyes and get some sleep. You're catching a cold from running around in the rain and you need rest. Now sleep."
"Fine. I'll go to-" the rest of my sentence was cut off by my loud yawn.
"-Sleep," Tsubame finished. "Good night Yahiko. Sweet dreams." I blinked sleepily at her, and then allowed myself to sleep.
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I woke up the next morning to loud snores coming from Sanosuke. I raised myself on one elbow and looked at the two sleeping figures. Wait, scratch that. Soujiro is awake.
The Tenken was sitting up, examining his arm for himself, wincing slightly whenever he hit an especially tender spot on the skin. He seemed to sense me looking at him and he turned and smiled at me. "Are you feeling better Yahiko-San?"
I huffed. "I'm feeling lots better, the medicine Megumi really gave me helped. But would you mind not calling me Yahiko-San? It makes me sound old."
"Of course Yahiko-Kun. Was Megumi-San the woman doctor?"
I nodded, fully sitting up now. "Sano beat you up pretty bad, are you feeling alright?"
"I've had worse before. Besides, it was my own fault I'm injured so badly, I didn't even see him about to tackle me." The young man gave a sigh and looked at his splinted right arm. "Guess I'll be using my left hand now."
"But won't you have to train for a while? And you should be resting and not using your sword."
"Yes, I should rest, but no, I won't have to train. Maybe warm up a bit though..." he said, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Hold on a sec. Are you saying you can do kendo with your left hand too?"
"That's right. ShishiO-San taught me how to use a sword both ways in case something like this ever happened. I'll admit, my left side is a bit weaker, but that's to be expected."
I was in awe. He could use his sword in either hand.. That's just awesome. I still find it difficult to learn with just my right, and learning with your lesser hand is even harder.
A knock sounded on the door and Yutaro entered. "Oh good, you're up," he said, looking at me. "Do you want breakfast?" I nodded eagerly, my mouth already watering. "Too bad, Misao ate it all," he said, a grin filling his face.
"WHAT!" I cried, jumping out of the futon. "SHE ATE ALL OF IT?"
"She does have a big appetite," commented Soujiro.
"I have a what...?" asked Misao dangerously, entering the room. "Did you just infer that I was fat Soujiro?" She advanced towards the handicapped Tenken, her hands clenched into fists and fortunately, for Soujiro, no kunias present.
"No no, of course not Makamichi-San! I was just-"
Misao either forgot he was injured or she just didn't care. Her fist struck down, and I winced, knowing that a punch on all of those bruises wouldn't feel good. Then I watched as he skillfully caught her wrist with his left hand, turned it and pulled her down next to him.
The ninja girl sat in silence, her hand still in Soujiro's. When both noticed this, Misao yanked her hand out of his grasp and both blushed, Misao more than Soujiro though. I felt a small sense of deja'vu pass. It is just like Kenshin and Kaoru are.. Hmmm...
Soujiro rose from the futon gracefully, like a cat getting up from a nap, and headed out the door. All of us were too shocked to speak or stop him from leaving. But then Misao jumped up and raced out the door after him.
I left as well, Yutaro following me towards the kitchen. There, we found Soujiro serving himself some rice from a pot and holding Misao off with his right arm. It looked as though the girl was running in place, since she couldn't get around the arm.
My eyes lighted up; so there was food left after all...I helped myself to a large bowl and sat down at the table next to Soujiro, who oddly enough, didn't seem bothered by his injuries. Either pain didn't bother him or he just didn't let anyone in on his feelings. I think the second hunch is right, because he is always smiling, I haven't really seen him without his smile except that one time. I wonder what he is hiding.
Kenshin entered the kitchen a few minutes later. "Good morning Yahiko, Misao-Dono, Yutaro, Soujiro, SOUJIRO!" he exclaimed, looking at the bandaged person. "You should not be out of bed, that you shouldn't. Now come, you're going to go lie down, that you are."
"But I feel fine Himura-San," Soujiro said with a smile. "Really, there's no reason for me to trouble you any further. I should be leaving as soon as possible."
"That's crazy," cried Misao. "Can't you see that you're hurt? And besides, we're going to care for you until you get one hundred percent better. Right Himura?"
"Hai, Misao-Dono. Soujiro, off to bed with you."
Soujiro rose reluctantly from the table and left the room, headed back to the room. We were all eating the rice, including Misao, she was now on her fourth helping, when we heard yelling from the room where Sano and Soujiro were.
Dashing out of the kitchen, we threw open the shoji door. "SANOSUKE! GET OFF OF HIM!" screamed Misao, racing into the room. It looked like Sano hadn't thought the fight was over and had tackled Soujiro again. This time though, Sano had successfully pinned Soujiro down completly and was punching him while Soujiro had no way to fight back. I mean, Sano is one of the strongest guys in Japan and Soujiro only has one arm to really work with.
Misao latched on to Sano's arm, trying to prevent him from hitting Soujiro, but he just drew her forward with the punch. "STOP IT!" she yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"ENOUGH!" bellowed Kenshin. Sano paused his beating and looked over his shoulder at the red haired samurai, who had small amber specks swimming in his vibrant purple eyes. "Soujiro has done nothing wrong, all has been forgiven. Please stop this nonsense."
Sano got off from Soujiro and lumbered back to his futon, muttering he still hadn't forgiven the stupid tenken. Misao bent down and looked at Soujiro with concern. He had several new bruises that would be showing themselves soon and it looked like he was having a bit of trouble breathing.
Soujiro gave us all a weak smile and then closed his eyes, falling into a slumber. "Himura, could you throw me that cream we used yesterday? Thanks." She carefully started to apply it to the still figure, going under the bandages with skill.
"Sanosuke," said Kenshin. "What you just did was shameful. Attacking him when he had no means to defend himself."
"But Kenshin," said the fighter in protest, "He deserved all of that."
"No he didn't," said Misao quietly, tenderly brushing Soujiro's bangs out of his face. "He changed his way of living and is off to find his own truth. He's being punished enough with guilt for all that he's done."
"Misao-Dono speaks the truth Sanosuke."
"And if you still don't belive he has changed, listen to this Sanosuke," said Misao, her voice filled with determiniation. "The only reason I was traveling with Soujiro is because he rescued me. I think I was about to be raped by these two ugly thugs when he pops up and knocks them out."
Mouths dropped open around the room, mine included, but still Misao continued to talk. "And how do I thank him? I start throwing kunai at him because I think he's going to murder me. Despite all that, he helped me and was trying to find me some place to stay cause I kind of had a mental breakdown during the fight when I realized we were headed for the dojo and I didn't say anything, wanting to see what you thought of my traveling partner. I didn't realize it would end up like this." The ninja rose, her speech completed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going for a walk."
She exited the room swiftly, her long braid flying out behind her.
"Wow," said Yutaro softly. "That sure changes perspective, doesn't it Sanosuke?"
"Yeah, he saved the little weasel. Gotta give him credit for that." mumbled the rooster head. "When the Tenken wakes up, I'd probably apologize, shouldn't I Kenshin?"
"That you should, Sanosuke, that you should."
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Author's Notes:
Kami, I actually put a bit of Y/T fluff in there without even realizing it! Go me! And for those wondering about the disclaimer, I got a new computer Sunday, although unfortunately, it still doesn't have internet connection. *sigh*
I can't believe that one of my RK stories is beating one of my HP stories in reviews. Very odd, I tell you. I gave a speech in Oral Comm today, and I don't think I did so well. I forgot to use my transition properly and then forgot to use one of my visuals. Oops!
Well, like always, please review! You know I love them. And remember this,
More reviews = Happy Authoress = Sooner update ^_~
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Reviewer's Comments:
~*~LishaChan~*~ Aww, another compliment for my fight scenes. Kami, I feel good. Soujiro and Yahiko will make good companions, although I'm sure they'll be lots of teasing as well. Didn't really see much Yahiko, but at least it was from his POV, ne?
~*~tocole~*~ Yeah, another person who actually enjoyed my fight scene! Still working to get as good as you at those... He's the one who will.. he's the one who will do what? Tell me! I'm about to die over here, I need Soujiro! Or at least know what happens to him. ^^
~*~coffeentoffee~*~ Yep, definetly much improved since SSS. Rooster did put up a good fight, he even injured Soujiro quite a bit. I still can't believe I gave Sou a busted arm, after all that I've been through, you'd think I'd stay away from breaking body parts.
~*~warhero35~*~ Yes, that is something Kenshin would say. You know what I just realized? Kenshin has said the last line for the last two chapters! I need to let the others have a turn! ^^
~*~Rainbow Chaser~*~ Come to think of it, me neither. But is it an illegal move? Because it's using your body and that is legal... Hmmmm...Well, it looks like you found out the crack was Sou's arm breaking.
~*~Sailor Kenshin~*~ Poor both of them. Let's see, Sou has a broken arm, tons of bruises, and no sword. Sano has tons of bruises, damaged pride, and a guilty feeling for hurting Sou when he was down. Hope they both feel better soon.
~*~Aragorn821~*~ Thank you. What other stories of mine have you read? Curious to know.. I only have a few that do both RK and HP. Let me see... coffeentoffee, Ryo Akuinenn (sometimes), LishaChan, and I think that's it...
~*~Live on Wolf~*~ No, I don't really think Saitoh's going to be in this fic. At least, I'm not planning on it, but I can't really say for sure. So Yahiko is one of your fave characters? Kewl!
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Disclaimer:*sniff sniff* I don't own Rurouni Kenshin, only this story idea... And my new computer! ^__________^
Scars of the Past
Chapter Five - '...' indicates thought
*...* indicates emphasis
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From last time:
Soujiro pulled himself out from underneath the ex-gangster and staggered to his feet, a strained smile on his face. "Himura-San...I think I'm going to take a nap now...." and the Tenken fell forward, landing on the ground next to Sanosuke.
"We'd best get them both inside. Yahiko, go get Megumi-Dono."
"Sure Kenshin, I'm on it." The samurai raced off, just as the sky opened up and rain poured down, soaking everyone.
"Well Kaoru-Dono, it looks like Soujiro won, that it does."
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*Yahiko POV*
As soon as I had left the dojo yard, rain in hard, fat drops fell from the sky, stirring up the mud beneath my feet, the ground becoming a swirl of loose soil and rock. Instead of running full sprint like I'd intended, I had to slow down so I wouldn't lose my footing on the slippery road.
Lightning flashed across the sky, bright yellow streaks intent on causing damage to those unfortunate items it struck if it hit the earth. A loud clap of thunder accompanied the light show, making the ground shake.
Water lashed down at me, soaking my clothes and obscuring my vision. But yet, I still raced down the sludgy ground, knowing that Megumi was needed for those two fighters, and fast.
I couldn't help but marvel at the strength of Sanosuke and Soujiro, the Tenken. I could easily see that Sano did in fact have a brain that worked... Getting rid of Soujiro's sword was total coolness, something I'd expect from one of my role models.
Sanosuke had the upper hand with strength, or at least I think he did. But Kaoru is always saying that is isn't strength versus strength, a piece of advice I found really helpful earlier in the year. But man, Soujiro was awesome too!
If he had gone full out with his shukuchi from the start, then Sano would have been toast. He wouldn't have had those few extra seconds to think of his sword smashing plan that almost led to his victory. But for mostly dealing with swords, Soujiro seemed to know quite a bit about hand fighting. Then again, he *is* the Tenken.
I noticed that the streets of Tokyo were deserted, everyone probably inside to protect themselves from this fierce rain. My lean body ran straight to my destination and I knocked on the wooden door, standing under the roof as much as I could to stay dry.
The clinic door was opened by Megumi, who took one look at my sopping form, grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. "Why didn't you just come in?" she asked, surveying my dripping clothes. "Never mind. But what are you doing outside in this weather? You're going to catch a cold," the fox said, hands on her hips.
Rubbing the back of my head, I said, "Well, Sano and Soujiro got hurt pretty bad up at the dojo. Kenshin sent me down here to get you."
"Is that baka headed rooster getting into fights *again*?" Megumi asked exasperated, taking a towel out of a chest and handing it to me.
"Yeah, I guess you could say that. He actually had a good reason this time," I said, trying to stand up for Sano.
"Of course," said Megumi sarcastically. "Sano always gets into fights to defend someone or help another out.... That's one thing that won't ever happen. Drunken brawls, thugs... those are the kinds of fights Sanouske always gets into."
"Well, he still had a semi-good reason. That guy hurt Kenshin pretty bad back in Kyoto and Sanosuke just wanted to get revenge. But right now they're both hurt really bad and need a doctor."
The black haired woman rose from the seat she'd taken at her desk. "Alright, but when we get back there, I have a special job for you."
I beamed, glad to be able to prove my worth. "Whatever it is, I'll do it!" I exclaimed happily, that cheeky smile making its way on to my face.
She nodded and grabbed a hooded jacket, draping it over her. "Let's go see how much damage Sano has caused *this* time," she said tiredly, opening the clinic door and hanging a sign on the window that read 'Doctor not available. Please come back later.'
I followed her swaying figure out into the storm, myself ready to be a help at whatever she needed. I wanted to be able to aid my friends, and since there was no more fighting going on this time, healing sounded like a good option.
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Okay, so maybe I was wrong. Megumi's special job for me had been to lie down in dry, warm clothes in a futon and drink a cup full of strong tasting medicine. I watched as she moved over, across the room to the two unconcious forms on futons.
First, she knelt down next to Sanosuke and slipped off his famous trademark jacket, her nose pinching as she did so. Carefully, she inspected the large black bruises that adorned his muscular frame.
"Kaoru," she called, beckoning for the racoon girl to come over. "Rub this on these bruises. It should help ease the swelling." The doctor held out a small bottle of white cream.
"Hai." The kendo instructor took it from the outstretched hand and gently started to apply it to the damaged area.
Megumi moved over and started to remove Soujiro's blue gi and the white westen style shirt that he wore underneath it. But the fabric, heavily soaked in blood, some that had dried, made it nearly impossible to remove.
"Ken-San, could you hand me my knife? It's in the bag."
"Here you go Megumi-Dono." The red haird samurai held out the small, dagger that was used specifically for medicine, not as a weapon. Megumi pulled it out of its little sheath and started to hack away at Soujiro's shirt. I seriously hope those weren't his favorite clothes, because the'll be nothing but a pile of rags in a minute.
When Megumi managed to pull the tattered shirt away from his crimson topped form, a small gasp escaped her lips. "Oh my..." she whispered, staring at the broken body before. I couldn't even stop myself from feeling sick at the sight.
His whole chest was an ocean of sticky blood that coated almost every portion of it. A large dark bruise could be seen towards his stomach, where Sano had gotten one of his good hits in. But a huge, gigantic black bruise was on his right arm, just below the elbow.
Gingerly, Megumi laid a finger on it and Soujiro gave a little moan and turned his head on the futon. You know, this is the first time that I haven't seen Soujiro without his smile. He looks different...
"Is something wrong Megumi?" asked Misao, noticing the look of distress that crossed the young woman's face. "Is Soujiro going to be alright?"
"For the most part yes, but we do have a slight problem. His right arm is broken. It looks like it might be a clean break, since I don't notice any pieces of bone sticking out and it isn't bent at an odd angle. But it is a break all the same and will take a while to heal. Even when it does heal, I can't say that it'll be as good as it once was."
The whole room was silent, and I felt myself feeling the same way after I'd learned Yutaro might never be able to practice swordsmanship again. Speaking of Yutaro, where is he? I haven't seen him since before Sanosuke and Soujiro's fight. I'm sure he'd like to meet Misao...
But I'll worry about Yutaro later, right now Sano and Soujiro's health is more at risk. I can't actually belive that Sano broke Soujiro's arm. What if he can never use it again? He wouldn't be a threat to anyone anymore, but if the government ever caught up to him, he'd be in serious trouble trying to protect himself.
I glanced over at the two forms, who were still being patched up. Megumi was neatly wrapping Soujiro's upper body in bandages as Kenshin did Sanosuke, all of us only too aware of what happened when Kaoru had tried to wrap something before.
The sudden presence of someone next to me brought me out of my stare and I turned to look at the person. "You don't look so well Yahiko-Chan. You really shouldn't have been running around in the rain." She laid one of her slender hands on my burning forehead, the cooling sensation bringing instant relief.
"To tell the truth Tsubame," I croaked, my throat hoarse, "I honestly don't feel so good." I didn't like admitting that sort of thing, but when I felt like this, I'd take any care.
"You lie right there. I'll go get you a rag for your head." The girl stood up and left the room, closing the shoji door softly behind her and my attention once again drifted over to the two fighters. Sano was still out cold, that last hit to the head had really done him in.
But the Tenken was stirring slightly, Megumi still holding him down to finish her medical work. One of his eyes cracked open to reveal the blue gray depth. His gaze turned to Megumi, a small smile once again on his face.
She looked down, a stern expression on her face. "Lie still Soujiro, no moving. You;ve been hurt and I don't want you to aggravate any of your wounds." While talking, she placed a bandage over the cut on his cheek where his sword had gotten him.
He nodded his head, but stopped when he saw Megumi's disapproving glare. I smiled inwardly, it looked like he would be okay... Or at least okay until he found out about his arm. The sudden relieved feeling on my forehead let me know Tsubame was back.
"Does that feel any better?" she asked, her hand reaching under the futon cover to grasp onto mine. "The washcloth I mean."
"Yeah, it does. Thanks." I smiled warmly at her, her presence already starting to make me feel better. "Do you think Soujiro will be able to use his arm again?" I whispered, glancing at the Tenken who was lying quietly on the futon, eyes closed again.
"I hope so. I really don't want Sanosuke to feel guilty about all of this. I mean, he's never really seriously maimed or handicapped someone before, espcecially in a brawl. Soujiro wasn't even using his sword at the end nor his speed thingy.."
"Sano was just intent on winning, that's all," I said, looking at the sleeping rooster who had been fully bandaged as well. "I don't think he really cared what happend to Soujiro as long as he got revenge."
"Oh, I almost forgot. Thank you.." she whisperd, keeping her eyes trained on my own brown ones.
"Thank you? For what?"
"For saving me. I cluld have been hurt if you hadn't been so brave. So... thank you." She leaned down and planted a soft kiss on my cheek, my whole face flushing, not believing that she just kissed me with Kaoru, Megumi, Kenshin, and Misao in the room.
As if reading my thoughts, she said, "Don't worry about it Yahiko. Their going to have to get used to us being together. May as well start now. But as for the current moment, close your eyes and get some sleep. You're catching a cold from running around in the rain and you need rest. Now sleep."
"Fine. I'll go to-" the rest of my sentence was cut off by my loud yawn.
"-Sleep," Tsubame finished. "Good night Yahiko. Sweet dreams." I blinked sleepily at her, and then allowed myself to sleep.
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I woke up the next morning to loud snores coming from Sanosuke. I raised myself on one elbow and looked at the two sleeping figures. Wait, scratch that. Soujiro is awake.
The Tenken was sitting up, examining his arm for himself, wincing slightly whenever he hit an especially tender spot on the skin. He seemed to sense me looking at him and he turned and smiled at me. "Are you feeling better Yahiko-San?"
I huffed. "I'm feeling lots better, the medicine Megumi really gave me helped. But would you mind not calling me Yahiko-San? It makes me sound old."
"Of course Yahiko-Kun. Was Megumi-San the woman doctor?"
I nodded, fully sitting up now. "Sano beat you up pretty bad, are you feeling alright?"
"I've had worse before. Besides, it was my own fault I'm injured so badly, I didn't even see him about to tackle me." The young man gave a sigh and looked at his splinted right arm. "Guess I'll be using my left hand now."
"But won't you have to train for a while? And you should be resting and not using your sword."
"Yes, I should rest, but no, I won't have to train. Maybe warm up a bit though..." he said, a thoughtful expression on his face.
"Hold on a sec. Are you saying you can do kendo with your left hand too?"
"That's right. ShishiO-San taught me how to use a sword both ways in case something like this ever happened. I'll admit, my left side is a bit weaker, but that's to be expected."
I was in awe. He could use his sword in either hand.. That's just awesome. I still find it difficult to learn with just my right, and learning with your lesser hand is even harder.
A knock sounded on the door and Yutaro entered. "Oh good, you're up," he said, looking at me. "Do you want breakfast?" I nodded eagerly, my mouth already watering. "Too bad, Misao ate it all," he said, a grin filling his face.
"WHAT!" I cried, jumping out of the futon. "SHE ATE ALL OF IT?"
"She does have a big appetite," commented Soujiro.
"I have a what...?" asked Misao dangerously, entering the room. "Did you just infer that I was fat Soujiro?" She advanced towards the handicapped Tenken, her hands clenched into fists and fortunately, for Soujiro, no kunias present.
"No no, of course not Makamichi-San! I was just-"
Misao either forgot he was injured or she just didn't care. Her fist struck down, and I winced, knowing that a punch on all of those bruises wouldn't feel good. Then I watched as he skillfully caught her wrist with his left hand, turned it and pulled her down next to him.
The ninja girl sat in silence, her hand still in Soujiro's. When both noticed this, Misao yanked her hand out of his grasp and both blushed, Misao more than Soujiro though. I felt a small sense of deja'vu pass. It is just like Kenshin and Kaoru are.. Hmmm...
Soujiro rose from the futon gracefully, like a cat getting up from a nap, and headed out the door. All of us were too shocked to speak or stop him from leaving. But then Misao jumped up and raced out the door after him.
I left as well, Yutaro following me towards the kitchen. There, we found Soujiro serving himself some rice from a pot and holding Misao off with his right arm. It looked as though the girl was running in place, since she couldn't get around the arm.
My eyes lighted up; so there was food left after all...I helped myself to a large bowl and sat down at the table next to Soujiro, who oddly enough, didn't seem bothered by his injuries. Either pain didn't bother him or he just didn't let anyone in on his feelings. I think the second hunch is right, because he is always smiling, I haven't really seen him without his smile except that one time. I wonder what he is hiding.
Kenshin entered the kitchen a few minutes later. "Good morning Yahiko, Misao-Dono, Yutaro, Soujiro, SOUJIRO!" he exclaimed, looking at the bandaged person. "You should not be out of bed, that you shouldn't. Now come, you're going to go lie down, that you are."
"But I feel fine Himura-San," Soujiro said with a smile. "Really, there's no reason for me to trouble you any further. I should be leaving as soon as possible."
"That's crazy," cried Misao. "Can't you see that you're hurt? And besides, we're going to care for you until you get one hundred percent better. Right Himura?"
"Hai, Misao-Dono. Soujiro, off to bed with you."
Soujiro rose reluctantly from the table and left the room, headed back to the room. We were all eating the rice, including Misao, she was now on her fourth helping, when we heard yelling from the room where Sano and Soujiro were.
Dashing out of the kitchen, we threw open the shoji door. "SANOSUKE! GET OFF OF HIM!" screamed Misao, racing into the room. It looked like Sano hadn't thought the fight was over and had tackled Soujiro again. This time though, Sano had successfully pinned Soujiro down completly and was punching him while Soujiro had no way to fight back. I mean, Sano is one of the strongest guys in Japan and Soujiro only has one arm to really work with.
Misao latched on to Sano's arm, trying to prevent him from hitting Soujiro, but he just drew her forward with the punch. "STOP IT!" she yelled, tears streaming down her cheeks.
"ENOUGH!" bellowed Kenshin. Sano paused his beating and looked over his shoulder at the red haired samurai, who had small amber specks swimming in his vibrant purple eyes. "Soujiro has done nothing wrong, all has been forgiven. Please stop this nonsense."
Sano got off from Soujiro and lumbered back to his futon, muttering he still hadn't forgiven the stupid tenken. Misao bent down and looked at Soujiro with concern. He had several new bruises that would be showing themselves soon and it looked like he was having a bit of trouble breathing.
Soujiro gave us all a weak smile and then closed his eyes, falling into a slumber. "Himura, could you throw me that cream we used yesterday? Thanks." She carefully started to apply it to the still figure, going under the bandages with skill.
"Sanosuke," said Kenshin. "What you just did was shameful. Attacking him when he had no means to defend himself."
"But Kenshin," said the fighter in protest, "He deserved all of that."
"No he didn't," said Misao quietly, tenderly brushing Soujiro's bangs out of his face. "He changed his way of living and is off to find his own truth. He's being punished enough with guilt for all that he's done."
"Misao-Dono speaks the truth Sanosuke."
"And if you still don't belive he has changed, listen to this Sanosuke," said Misao, her voice filled with determiniation. "The only reason I was traveling with Soujiro is because he rescued me. I think I was about to be raped by these two ugly thugs when he pops up and knocks them out."
Mouths dropped open around the room, mine included, but still Misao continued to talk. "And how do I thank him? I start throwing kunai at him because I think he's going to murder me. Despite all that, he helped me and was trying to find me some place to stay cause I kind of had a mental breakdown during the fight when I realized we were headed for the dojo and I didn't say anything, wanting to see what you thought of my traveling partner. I didn't realize it would end up like this." The ninja rose, her speech completed. "Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going for a walk."
She exited the room swiftly, her long braid flying out behind her.
"Wow," said Yutaro softly. "That sure changes perspective, doesn't it Sanosuke?"
"Yeah, he saved the little weasel. Gotta give him credit for that." mumbled the rooster head. "When the Tenken wakes up, I'd probably apologize, shouldn't I Kenshin?"
"That you should, Sanosuke, that you should."
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Author's Notes:
Kami, I actually put a bit of Y/T fluff in there without even realizing it! Go me! And for those wondering about the disclaimer, I got a new computer Sunday, although unfortunately, it still doesn't have internet connection. *sigh*
I can't believe that one of my RK stories is beating one of my HP stories in reviews. Very odd, I tell you. I gave a speech in Oral Comm today, and I don't think I did so well. I forgot to use my transition properly and then forgot to use one of my visuals. Oops!
Well, like always, please review! You know I love them. And remember this,
More reviews = Happy Authoress = Sooner update ^_~
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Reviewer's Comments:
~*~LishaChan~*~ Aww, another compliment for my fight scenes. Kami, I feel good. Soujiro and Yahiko will make good companions, although I'm sure they'll be lots of teasing as well. Didn't really see much Yahiko, but at least it was from his POV, ne?
~*~tocole~*~ Yeah, another person who actually enjoyed my fight scene! Still working to get as good as you at those... He's the one who will.. he's the one who will do what? Tell me! I'm about to die over here, I need Soujiro! Or at least know what happens to him. ^^
~*~coffeentoffee~*~ Yep, definetly much improved since SSS. Rooster did put up a good fight, he even injured Soujiro quite a bit. I still can't believe I gave Sou a busted arm, after all that I've been through, you'd think I'd stay away from breaking body parts.
~*~warhero35~*~ Yes, that is something Kenshin would say. You know what I just realized? Kenshin has said the last line for the last two chapters! I need to let the others have a turn! ^^
~*~Rainbow Chaser~*~ Come to think of it, me neither. But is it an illegal move? Because it's using your body and that is legal... Hmmmm...Well, it looks like you found out the crack was Sou's arm breaking.
~*~Sailor Kenshin~*~ Poor both of them. Let's see, Sou has a broken arm, tons of bruises, and no sword. Sano has tons of bruises, damaged pride, and a guilty feeling for hurting Sou when he was down. Hope they both feel better soon.
~*~Aragorn821~*~ Thank you. What other stories of mine have you read? Curious to know.. I only have a few that do both RK and HP. Let me see... coffeentoffee, Ryo Akuinenn (sometimes), LishaChan, and I think that's it...
~*~Live on Wolf~*~ No, I don't really think Saitoh's going to be in this fic. At least, I'm not planning on it, but I can't really say for sure. So Yahiko is one of your fave characters? Kewl!
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