"May the Baka be with You"
by SiriusFan13

The box was small and black, with shiny paper on it. It was held together with string made out of more of the shiny stuff. Kenshin had been poking at it for half an hour with the tip of his sakabatou... ever since he'd first noticed it (and its little tag) lying in the middle of the engawa. It was most frustrating...

He poked again. Really, he was just going to have to open it soon. If anyone came and saw him crouched in the doorway, poking a tiny box, he'd never hear the end of it. Even the innocent rurouni wouldn't be that dense... usually... Kenshin sweatdropped.

Carefully, he leaned forward and tugged at one of the neatly tied strings. The bow came undone, and, though it should have taken no time at all to finish unwrapping, Kenshin took his time. This thing was weird. He didn't like it. Something deep within told him it was evil, and it was somehow going to kill him. He didn't particularly like things that wanted to kill him. Things that wanted to kill him generally tried to make him crazy first and then tried to kill his friends. Then again, Enishi was probably not stuffed in the small box...

Finally the wrapping was off, and a slender black case was exposed. One push of the silver button and the case opened to expose... A weird looking sword hilt...

That's it?

Kenshin sweatdropped again. It was sort of disappointing. He was glad now that no one had seen his early protection against the ravages of the shiny package. In retrospect, it was probably just some gift from Yamagata for putting the sword police in line or something. Nothing to be concerned about.

He picked up the hilt, accidentally pushing a small button on the handle. I bright red light shot out the top, glowing and humming and honestly scaring the crap out of Kenshin who yelped and threw the thing a good three feet away into the bushes. The red glowy stick thing sliced through a tree as though it were butter. Oddly it didn't seem able to slice through the earth though, and it sat glowing menacingly at him.

After catching his breath and finally realizing that it wasn't going to jump out at him again, Kenshin stepped forward to look at it again. It was some kind of sword... Only it had a glowy crackly blade. He tried to poke it and it crackled, shooting a reddish-pinkish arc of electricity at his finger. Kenshin yelped, his eyes flashing amber for a moment, and stuck his finger in his mouth.

So, someone gave Battousai a glowy sword. Fine... He tried some of his old kata with it. It was kinda fun. Like a laser light show, only with it making the sound of a bad speaker and random sparks... oh, yeah... and the fact that Kenshin didn't know what any of that stuff was, anyway...

He was halfway through his kata when he realized something disturbing...

The glowy fizzle sword had no blade... it just had a glowy fizzle stick. And the glowy fizzle stick could cut things. Thus it could kill things.

Thus he had spent the past half hour playing with a sword that was, by default, not reverse-blade anything...

Kuso.

In a galaxy far, far away another incomplete apprentice was muttering about his lost lightsabers and wormholes, while his master, Obi-wan tried not to kill the boy in his impatience... It wasn't like the missing sword would hurt anyone else... but still... who knew where it would wind up..

When Kaoru got home from her shopping, she found Kenshin standing over a buried object. He was twitching, his eyes amber...

Knowing better than to bother him in that state, she carefully walked away to leave him alone for awhile... though she couldn't help but be concerned, not only about the evident battousai moment he was having... but also over what sounded momentarily to be some rather harsh, raspy breathing... Hopefully he wasn't getting a cold...

Owari

Author's Note: It's bad. I'm sorry... I tried! But my brain is fried...! bows forgive me, please!

(Note from misaoshiru: Does not.)

Dewa mata!

Sirius