Fitting in, Words Said.
BB: Well here's the next chap ppl
Yahiko: Took you long enough!
BB: Watch it you deformed Chan!
A week had gone by in the Kamiya Dojo. Not that much had change for the residents. Save one young teen, and the so-called Tokyo Samurai. Yahiko had found a new past time in his life. Try to jump the Wolf. And at every point, he failed. She always was able to move at the lost moment, jump on him, or her favorite. Sacred the living shit out of poor boy.
Wolf her self had gone from culture shock, to expecting the way of the dojo. Which meant, being seen and alive. Not once had she set a foot outside the gate. The one time she had gone with gumi to the Beef Pot. Stares had followed the young woman. For the first time in her life, she was self-conscious about her cloths. Wolf stuck out like a sore thumb in Tokyo. Kaoru, see things for the girl had offered to give her an old kimono. Wolf in reaction to the kindness
'No thanks K; I don't where dresses, no matter what the people say. I'll figure something out.' Wolf said, laying on the rooftop.
Things had quitted down, Kenshin like always, was doing the laundry with an unreeling passion. His eyes closed in a peaceful moment. Doing something so simple was a form of mediation for the samurai, after the compilation of swords and fighting. Many a times he had taken something like doing laundry for granted. Yet now, it was his to do. Kenshin reopened his eyes. Kaoru was with Yahiko as anther dojo, giving lessons. Wolf had gotten done doing the dishes. That was a queue the gumi had learned about the newest person, she hated to see dirty dishes. He smiled at seeing the young woman, fearlessly cleaning the dinner dishes one evening. A steed edge teen, muttering about dishes, her hands full of soupy water caused a little laugh for the dojo. A slight frown swept onto Kenshins face. Sano seemed to hate Wolf, and she in turn to him. When the ex-street fighter had come over, his easy smile was wiped off, in turn meeting the cool steel of Wolf's eyes. Tension filled the airs at these moments. Still what was a reason for the two to dislike the other? Kenshin slightly shock his head, ringing the water for the cloth. Tips of his long hair gentle being pulled from the water.
She watched the rurouni from her rooftop. Wolf's eyes catching the light for moment, the fall had turned into an Indian summer for Japan. Warmth filling the days cools nights making sleeping dreamless. Days full of fluffy clouds, and light green leaves clinging to the tress filled the world for a little while. A smile played on the teen's lips. She had come to love these days of warm sunlight on the roof. A dark blue t-shirt with a white wording saying 'Look somewhere else for a good time'', a pair a dark tan khaicks, slightly baggy with her old sneakers shoes finished up her clothing. The teen heard someone call her name for a moment, Wolf blinking from her half way sleep. Kenshin was yelling at her.
' Wolf, this one must go help Meugumi-dono with roofing. Tell Kauro-dono I will be back to start dinner in about two hours!' Kenshin yelled.
' Ok Kenshin,'' Wolf replied, still laying on her back.
Kenshin shook his head, thinking back to last night meal. Yahiko had changed Wolf to cook dinner, teasing manner of course. And something that no one could think of being real had happen. The girl had made simple stirred fry. One bite for all three, and all three heading for the bathroom. Wolf was even worse at cooking the Kaoru was. She had given them a fair warning at least. He laughed quietly, walking out the front gate. No more Wolf for the cooking.
Sunlight filtered onto the earth, Wolf was hard at work. Attacking the enemy of dust! Fear the might broom of power! Her thoughts echoed, eyeing the dust with uncommon forces in her blue eyes. Kaoru walked though the front gate, seeing the teen hostilely sweeping.
''Konnichiwa Wolf!' Kaoru said, ' Where's Kenshin?
Wolf looked up, a little caught off guard by the cheerful greeting. Some of her red hair fell onto her face. Making the girl look younger then she was. The swordswoman smiled a little more. Not often seeing the scars teen in an offbeat.
' He said something about helping that Doctor lady with roofing' she said. ' Red should be back to make dinner.''
Kaoru nod dined 'Well then we should go shopping!' hyper mood washing on the woman. Wolf looked up; ready to say no thank you. But seeing the scary look, one that freezes the blood of any warrior. Made the teen only knobbed, a sweat drop popping out on the back on her head.
After Kaoru had change, the pair went shopping. Wolf carrying the most bulk of the two. She could feel the eyes on her, letting her aura change from a calm, to almost harshness coming out in waves. Making the people part like the red sea for the pair of teens. Kaoru was too much into looking at new kimonos; she lost tack of the younger teen.
Wolf jumped a little, trying to find the bobbing ponytail of Kaoru. Still with out much luck. 'Fucken hell!' she muttered in English. How could she make her way back to the dojo with out Kaoru, she knew nothing of Tokyo! Half the reason she never left the dojo, in the fear of being lost.
Blue eyes scanned the crowed of people. Wolf started to walk, hoping she might see her keeper. Streetwise or not, Wolf was bloody lost in Tokyo. Not knowing the writing, or roadways. Men in western clothing, tradition kimono and pants. Women in simple or layer cloths walked past a very pissed and lost teenage girl. Still, in her pride at stacked, Wolf would not ask for help. To caught up in her own mind, the teen bumped head into a tiny elder woman in an earth brown kimono, carrying way to many bags. Her black gray hair held up in a cloth. Wisps now and then spacing from the edges. Bags fell to the earth, Wolf landing right on her tailbone.
'Look where your going!' she yelled. Then taking notice it was an older woman, well into 60s from the winkles in her skin. The woman's narrows eyes fell into the estranged girl she had ever seen in her days of walking the earth.
'Gomen nasai young one, I did not see where I was going. My old eyes are not what they use to be!' Her voice soft.
Wolf felt sorry, she blushed red. Picking up the bags as the old woman stepped up, brushing the dirt from her self/ Wolf stood up, looking a little down on the woman.
'My! Your taller then you look, yet so small girl!'' the older woman smiled, showing a missing tooth, her hands on her hips. ' Still thank you for helping me, how about you carry those for me! Well lets go, pick up those feet!''
The teen blinked, total taken by superise by the woman. All she could do was follow, wandering how in the hell she ended up carrying all this shit. The woman led her down a path of twist and turns, spinning Wolf's head in return. For an old lady, she share could move at a fast pace. At last the two reached a small building, the old woman opening the door, motioning for the teen to walk in. The main room was covered in cloth, and hang. Thread and sting on the table. Wolf blinked, putting down the bags and taking her shoes off at the door. Her capturer sat down at the table seeing the girl look around.
' I make kinmos for a living.'' She answered, getting up and walking in the other room. Holding a tray of two cups and warmed tea. Wolf sat down, cross-legged. ' So do you have a name girl? Mine is Kagome Sanje.'' Pouring the tea and placing in the girl's hands.
'Wolf, my name is Wolf.' A slightly tone answered followed by a gulp of tea from the teen.'
'Wolf huh, strange name. I take it your not from around here. One can tell by the cloths and your manners. Still I like it, seems to fit you like a glove.' Sipping the tea in turn. her eyes on the girl. Save from the cloths, accent, and manners. The girl's red hair and eyes also set her apart. Also such a severe scar on such a youthful face told her elder woman, this teen had been though something very tough.
Kagome took note how the girl kept her eyes from hers, an awareness forming in her mind. 'Well, maybe in turn for you help me today, I can help you with not standout so much child.'' She replied.
A total surprise look came on the teens face. Kagome stood up, heading over to the closet. ' A customer of mind left town, and never came for these. The size is about you're and something tells me you hate to dress like a girl.' The old woman laughed boorishly. Making Wolf wonder if she was off her rocker. A gi much like the fashioned of Yahiko's was pulled out, gray blue. Yet much shorter then a kimono, falling 6 inches past the hip on Wolf. Anther in the same dosing, a little longer the sleeve was black, pitches black. Two pairs of western styled pants also fell onto the table. Wolf blinked, thoughts of 'What the hell is this woman doing?'
'Take them, free of charge!'' The woman smiled wide. Wolf stood up, anther one; a deeper stone gray fell into her arms. ' Slip that over those cloths before you leave girl! Lets see how you look!'' she said.
The teen did what she was told, still in a slight shock by this elder Japanese woman that might a little insane. Yet the clothing fit her superiorly. Kagame walked over to the girl, before Wolf let any speak come out, her bangs were held back a gray strip pf cloth.
'Yes, I could tell it fit you. Brings out the gray lining in those beautiful blue eyes of yours pup! In all my years I have never seen such eyes as those now!' Kagome clapped her hands in pleasure. Wolf all the while only could knobbed.
'Well you head hole with these cloths, and stop by later this week for tea!' she said, pushing the younger woman out the sliding door.
'Wait! I wondering how you get to Kamiya dojo from here?' Wolf turning, holding the food and cloths
'Well, lets see child! Heading right from this point until you hit the beef pot, then turn left and you should hit the place! Why do you ask? Oh, so you're staying with the Kendo princes of Tokyo! Well, she's a sweet girl, but one hell of a mean drunk from what I heard from that vixen docture, I see her for my knees now and then! So you better be going my wolf pup. Rember stop by for tea! ' Kagome said, closing the door.
Leavening a very confused Wolf, standing in a walkway, hold new clothing. Following the old woman's words. She found herself back at the dojo by sunset. Slightly she opened the gate, hearing no sounds no one was home yet. Wolf put the clothing in her room, and set the food in the kitchen. Her new cloths were soft, and well made. Dazed, the street fighter sat down, and lay back on the bored walk. Moments later, sounds of Yahiko, K, and Kenshin walking though the front gate made her sit up.
' Look I know I lost her! But where could she go Kenshin? Wolf knows nothing about Tokyo!' Kaoru was shaking the poor man in a panic like manner.
'Maybe she got picked up by some man' a stone followed Yahiko hentai grin to his head, knocking the poor boy out.
Kenshin and Kaoru saw a very steamed Wolf, eyes narrowed on the knocked out boy.
' I am not one to be picked up you little dick head!' she growled out.
A drop of sweat appeared on the other two. Yahiko still was out from the deadly toss of rage. Wolf looked at the other two, her eyebrow slightly twitching. ' I got lost, ran into an crazy old lady, made to carry her bags, and in turn got some free cloths so I don't stand out like a Gaijin now.' Her hands on her hips. All they could do was nob.
' Well this one will go start dinner before Sano comes!' Kenshin said, his smile back in place.
Still, the sparks of the day where not done yet in the dojo, as one might say. All hell was about to come down.