AN: Part of this story is based on a scene in the anime. This is really just a short story of the youngest member of the Kenshin-gumi.
DISCLAMER: RK and its characters belong to Watsuki-san and Sony.
He had never really experienced being a kid. At such a young age, he was exposed to the harsh realities of life. He never had someone to protect him and care for him like most kids of this era. He had to learn to fend for himself or he would die of starvation or the yakuza would beat him to death.
Yahiko had never had a chance to play in the rain. When it rains, it simply means that his take home money, so to speak, would be smaller since most people preferred to stay at home rather than go out the rain.
Rains brought sad memories to him sometimes. Although he tried to run away from these memories, rain sometimes brought it back just like that day. But he never lost hope despite the condition he was in. His father was a samurai and he would regain his father's honor when he became free of the yakuza's clutches. This freedom he would only obtain when he paid the yakuza the money his father owed them.
This same honor was the reason he gave back the money he stole from the old man. That incident led to so many things. Because of that simple act he met the man, who became his mentor, hero, brother, friend and father. He also met the woman who shared not only her sword skills but also her heart and home. They gave him a family that grew each time he met new friends that shaped him today.
"Yahiko?" the voice of the woman who called him snapped him out of his reverie. "Dinner's ready."
Yahiko nodded and followed the woman to the dining area. The sight of his wife and young son strengthened his resolve to not only regain his honor as a samurai but keep that honor intact.
Also, when his son became older he would play in the rain and he would join his son and make sure that he would enjoy every minute of it.