Broken
Chapter 16: Scarred
Guy thought deeply about Kogoro's story and his experience with Masamune. In a way, it seemed like him, but in a way it also seemed like a completely different person.
"Any time now." Kimaro said oozing impatience through every possible hole in his body.
He was very irritating, as rude and impatient as a little kid, so far the only thing that made the twins different. It was sort of like Kogoro was the older one, instead of both being the same age.
"I'm not sure, it could be him but there's no way to be sure."
Kimaro snorted.
"Some help you turned out to be."
Reaching his limit, Guy's eyes rolled toward Kimaro.
"Do you have a problem, boy?" Guy's tone seemed different harsh even.
"Well, you've given us nothing but a whole bunch of useless, overrated crap." Kimaro replied matching his tone.
"Why don't you come and say that to my face?"
They both stood up; Guy had to struggle a little, but managed to anyway; and faced each other, almost breathing down each others' throats. They gnarled like wild animals and the tension between them was as a powder keg that would blow up in any minute.
But before the fuse went off Kogoro stepped in the middle, separating them, and faced his 'younger' brother.
"Stop it!"
"Do you realize how much trouble these two can cause us?!" Kimaro growled at his brother.
"Even so, they are trying to help us, PLUS Mr. Himura here spared us. The least we could do is show them some respect and hospitality!"
"Who cares about things like that anymore!"
"I DO AND YOU SHOULD TOO YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!"
Guy and Kenshin simply stared idly. It seemed more like a parent-child argument rather than a brothers' one.
"GO TO HELL! YOU'RE NOT DAD SO WHY SHOULD I LISTEN TO YOU!!"
A Kimaro turned to leave, Kogoro held his shoulder. In a single movement, the 'younger' twin turned and popped the other one on his face, knocking him back and breaking out of his grip. After that he stormed away and into the forest.
Kenshin helped Kogoro get back on his feet. He wiped off a trickle of blood from his chin with the back of his hand, still looking toward where Kimaro used to be just seconds ago.
"Sorry for that." Guy said, full of guilt.
"Don't let it trouble you." Kogoro replied as calm as possible. "He's always been like that ever since mom and dad passed away."
"But still, I…"
The young swordsman cut him off by lifting his palm.
He sighed and began to gather his stuff.
"I have to go, who knows what stupidity my brother will do during his tantrum." Spoken as if it was an everyday thing.
"You'll be alright?" Kenshin naturally asked.
"Yeah, he's headed for our village so it should be safe."
And with a bow, turned to leave. After a few yards, however, he stopped and looked over your shoulder.
"Although, you might want to come; after all it IS where the House of Masamune used to be."
Kimaro stomped through the thick woods, mumbling to himself. He didn't care about anything. With a grunt, he punched a nearby tree. The pain felt good, better than one would expect. He punched again. Along with the jolt of pain rising through his arm, a sudden rush of adrenaline filled his insides, feeding already increasing fury. Before he knew it he was lashing at the tree's trunk like there was no tomorrow. It felt good, but not right. It wasn't supposed to be a piece of wood. It was supposed to be the man who killed his father. It wasn't supposed to be his own blood dripping from his hands, but rather that man's pouring down like rain on the grass.
His jaw hurt, probably from grinding his teeth so much. His hands were drenched with his own vital fluids, though he could not care less. Only one thing mattered right now. At first he thought his brother would help, but apparently the time was never going to come. Only one thing mattered to him. Not that stupid stuck up brother. Not that useless bunch they encountered. Not that swordsman who had promised them a chance of retribution. No, only one simple, very basic thing. He craved it, he needed it, but more importantly, he was going to get it no matter the cost. His revenge would soon be complete.
Author's Note: I know it's short people, but my time is as well. I really liked that last paragraph though, couldn't have been more psychotically obsessive. I like psychos, it's nice to work with 'em in my stories. You'll always find one so get used to it.
Anyway, PEACE AND LOVE PEOPLE!! Peace and Love…