Chapter Two: Fading

Blood kept pouring out of Shinji Maku's eyes because Kenshin hit him with anAmakakeru Ryū no Hirameki. Jesse tossed some handcuffs on the ground.

"You need to go to jail," Jesse said. "I don't want you to die, because all life is precious, but you do need to rot for what you did."

Kenshin cuffed Shinji and read him his Miranda Rights.

The police came and escorted the man in the back of their police car. Shinji, staring out the back window, coughed up some blood. "Fuck all of you. You think me being in jail will stop me? You're wrong. I have connections and friends that will always be there for me. You'll see me return soon, Battousai." He then looked at Jesse. "And you… Rurouni Pinkman. You won't be able to escape your past."

Jesse, teary-eyed, clenched his fist and nodded at the police to take Shinji away. Kenshin walked up to Jesse and patted him on the shoulder. "You did the right thing, man." Kenshin said that.

FIVE DAYS LATER: KAMIYA KASSHIN DOJO

Jesse, Kenshin, and Sano were all chilling out after the funeral of Kamiya kaoru and yahiko-san. "I have a gram if you guys wanna do some and chill out more," Sano said. "I wish Kaoru was still alive."

Jesse watched in horror as Sano started packing the weed into his bong. He used to do that stuff, but felt like it was a reminder of his past. In a furious rage, he stormed over to the bong and tossed it at the window, shattering it and ruining the weed. Sano, enraged, stood up and got all up in Jesse's face. "Dude! What's your problem?" Sano roared.

Jesse, with tears in his eyes, pointed at the shattered bong. "They killed Kaoru, man! And Yahiko! And all you care about is smoking? What the hell is the matter with you! Yo! Why do you act like that?"

Kenshin nonchalantly waved away Jesse's concerns. "Relax, Mr. Pinkman. We're all friends here. We just want to cope with the loss of my girlfriend and close friend."

Jesse yelled and called Sano a shithead. Sano laughed it off, and this infuriated Jesse. The two had a scuffle for a few minutes before Kenshin decided that the fight was getting more serious and he got up and stopped the scuffle from escalating into a full blown fight. Sano got Jesse with two hits, while Jesse was only able to hurt Sano's arm with a few punches. The two cooled down and eventually shook hands.

"Sorry," Jesse said. "I just don't really know how to cope with this."

"We're here for you man," Sano said. "We'll get through this together."

"Guys!" Yelled Yami Kenshin from his room. "You guys need to come here." A gunshot was heard.

Jesse and his two new friends ran toward Yami Kenshin's room, where he lay on the ground, with a bullet through his head. There was a note sitting next to his obnoxiously dead body. Jesse grabbed the note, with tears in his eyes, and read it out loud. It read:

Dear dad, Sano, and Rurouni Pinkman:

This is not the kind of world I want to live in. Mom's gone. Yahiko's gone. And it's just too much for me. I couldn't cope. Goodbye.

Jesse snapped and started sobbing on the ground. "Why does everyone around me have to die?! Dammit! I hate this!"

Sano put an arm on Jesse's shoulder. "We'll help you get through this man. We're all here for you."

Kenshin, leaning on a wall, nodded. "Rurouni Pinkman. Meet me in the training room in 10 minutes. I'm going to teach you how to control your emotions as well as your swordplay.

Jesse grinned, and nodded. He was excited at the opportunity to improve his swordplay. "I have a feeling you will make a great sensei, Kenshin-san." He looked to Sano who nodded in approval.

"Go get 'em, man." Sano grinned.

MEANWHILE: KYOTO POLICE DEPARTMENT

Hajime Saito was chilling out in his office when he received a phone call.

"Saito?"

"Who is this?"

"This is the DEA. We've been tying up loose ends with the Walter White investigation, and we have reason to believe that his partner, Jesse Pinkman, has fled to Kyoto. Will you be able to look into it?"

Saito grinned, happy at the prospect of a new chase. "Jesse Pinkman in Kyoto, huh? I'll take care of him."

"Thanks," the DEA said and hung up. "We'll be in touch" The DEA said before they hung up though.

Saito stood up and stared out his window, smirking. "Time to avenge the death of Gale Boetticher. Jesse Pinkman… don't get comfortable here."