To Be Seen

Ok everything or RK is owned by the anime ppl who made it, the manga artist Nobuhiro Watsuki. And I own Wolf!

Spring was turning back into the hot days of summer once again in Japan. As where tempers heating along with it. Wolf lay on top of the roof, taking in the warmth of sunlight while she could. With a heat wave like this there was sure to be one hell of a storm in a day. Storm clouds where forming off into the far east of the ghost's eyesight. Kenshin and Sano had gone to help the police with a rash of stealing in the last week. The Vixen, who Wolf had gotten to know, better was treating the sick. As for the two Master and Apparent, anther-yelling match was well on the way. She growled again, their voices carrying to her again. Wolf sat up, a sign of tension playing on her forehead. The whole fucking week had been like this.

'What the hell are those two fighting about again' she muttered, jumping down to the earth. Stomping to the training hall, her loose jean shirt flowing behind her. Both Yahiko and Kaoru where red the face, sweat dropping and in pain. Wolf listened stepped into the hall, feeling the shadows cooling off her body. As of lately, she was feeling things more and more, which was a small cause of worry to the now ghost of the dojo.

'I said you did it wrong YAHIKO-CHAN''. The kendo woman's voice increasing with each word said.

'Don't call me Chan busu!' Yahiko yelled back, wave the wooden sword around.

'Then stopping yelling at me and do it right! Why should I? I did it right before! No you didn't Chan!'' each of them was nose to nose, a swat dropping appearing on Wolf's head. She had enough of this bullshit, walking up; she put her hand on each of the back of the yeller's head, bashing the two together roughly. Both Yahiko and Kaoru had no idea what just happen, both butts hitting the wooden floor. A larger red mark forming on each of the foreheads

As for Wolf, she crossed her arms, feeling much better 'Baka-yaro both of ya'' she said, walking away from the dazed pair of fighters. The world shimmered in the heat, causing Wolf for a moment to feel sick. Not even looking back to the two, she made her way into the sitting area, getting a well need nape in for the day. Often if she interacted too much, the sprit would get tired and need to sleep.

Day weaned into a cooler night, the sounds of the storm echoing from the sea. Wolf opened her eyes as the downpour hit the land. Kauro was standing near the edge of the walkway. Her eyes trailing for a moment to the gate. Wolf looked around; sensing the Rurouni and Roster had not gotten back yet. She looked again at Kauri, feeling the worry pour of the older woman like the rain. Her body got up, putting a friendly hand on the shoulder of the woman. Kauro smiled, knowing the unseen ghost was trying to comforter her. This girl, who ever or what ever she was had done this before times like these the past 3 mouths.

Both girls watched the rain falling. Wolf sat back down, for once enjoying the peace, but a seed of worry in her head. Usually Kenshin would be home by now. Kauro echoed the same worry as Wolf did. Her own lefts clinching the broken kantana handle. Something was wrong, the air was to heave then norm. It was the storm; Wolfs own sense kept showing her an image of a man. If the ghost's foresight was kicking in so much, it was bad.

Bang went the clock, causing Wolf to jump up. The young woman must of dozed off, seeing the kendo mater sleeping, a small drip of drool tottering on her lips. She laughed lightly at the older teen. Uneasiness still clung to her senses. Wolf walked out into the rain, feeling nothing from it. She could feel the warmth of sunlight, some pain, but not the rain. Probating the home, she walked around, her hand still on the handle of the katana. Unknown to both of the woman, three men in ragged clothing made their way over the wall, and right to the back. Carrying the slow breathing figure of a boy, his training sword still gripped in his hands.

Wolf walked thought the rain, taking in the power of the storm to her heart. A yell broke though the storm, causing the fighter to run back to the dojo, she came upon Kauro holding the broom, fighting off a large man, his ki torn and stain, the glint in his pig like eyes shown his intentions cleaner then any words that spoke out. Yahiko had woken from the yell of Kauro; he struggled and kicked at the other bandit holding his arms. Wolf stood still, trying to figure out what the hell she could do at these times. Her thoughts broke off a glinted of steal, coming from the man at Kauro, he slashed sown, hitting the woman's upper leg, causing her in turn hit the ground

His smile broke out, showing his toothless and brown gums, the long blade coming down to fin shish the woman. Wolf put her every focus, speed, and thoughts into one action. T protects the woman, the blade hit the metal sheath, ringing off, and rain hit the young teen in the face. Many in the moment stopped, seeing a figure of red hair and glowing amber eyes looking at the men, the knife being blocked by the sheath of katana, being held by a very pissed off woman.

The once former ghost of Wolf, revealed they could see her, and she was back to flash and blood. Rain hitting her skin and face, Karuo blinking, and Yahoo with his mouth open in pure shock. The bandit letting go of the boy.

'You can see me?' Wolf let loose from her lips. All knobbed, the bandits letting his arm drop, stilling holding the knife. Wolf let the sword drop, and touched the man in the chest asking 'You can feel this'' he knobbed. A very scary Sano like grin came to her lips, the amber in eyes reseeding, making them like that of a wolf she named for. Pulling back her hand into pocket, she slipped on the brass knuckles, the hit the man square right into the jaw, a tooth shooting from his mouth, shocking playing on the pig like face. He was out before he hit the ground, the other two stood still. Yahiko saw the moment he needed, kicking the smaller one in the groin, and running next to the girl.

Wolf, let go. Letting the part of her that loved to fight step in, the amber in her eye swirling, and the men seeing what was in store, shook. The fighting chi this young teen expelled made that step back, for every step she took forward. Yahiko had no idea who this girl was, Kauro watched the scene. Sensing a bloodlust from the teen, almost like that of the Battoise from before.

Wolf spoke in a deeper then thought for one her size, holding a sharpness to the bandits ' You have a chance to live, take your friend and leave, and if I ever see your fuckening faces near this city, lets just say it won't look nice.'' Raising the sheath to sit on her shoulder, grinning like a demon. The smaller man grabbed the fallen one, and ran with his friend out the gate, leavening it wide open.

Yahiko and Karuo sat in the mud, eyes on the red heading girl. Her scared cheek bleeding, mixing in with the rain and tears hidden by the storms darkness.

Words

Yahiki: the ending has too much drama

BB: How in hell would a chan like you know?

Yahiko: Don't call me Chan!