Hana's Story
Chapter One
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Summary: Hana was the partner to the Battosai during the war, now that the war is over he leaves to become a rurouni while she stays and protests Kyoto from harm, while also working at Aoi-Ya. What happens when she sees her partner again and he asks her once more to leave Kyoto with him? Chapter One is set before the story starts, while the rest of the story starts when Kenshin goes back to Kyoto for Shishio.
It was the end of the war, and I was about to see of my partner off. He didn't want to kill anymore, so he decided that he would become a rurouni. A few days ago when he told me this he asked if I wanted to come with him, and like him I didn't want to kill anymore, but I knew that my place was here in Kyoto. The one place that I knew he would never return to.
The gate was coming up and I saw his fiery red- orange hair. I picked up my pace just a little. Don't know why though the faster I get to him the quicker he's going to leave, so why am I rushing?
He sees me and unfolds his arms, almost invisible smile on his lips. Only a hand full of times have I seen him really smile, and most of them were when he was with Tomoe. He only really smiled at me maybe two times three at best.
Finally I reach him, and he has to look down to look me in the eyes, which pisses me off till no end. Even worse is that he knows it annoys me, so he does almost everything he can to reminded me of how short I am compared to him.
"So have you decided?" he asked. His lavender eyes had a tint of sadness, as if he already knew what I was going to say. Those eyes just looking into then makes my want to say 'Yes.' I looked down for a seconded to harden my resolve, I made a decision and I will stick with it.
"I'm sorry; my place is here in Kyoto. Even if we won the war, the streets are still unsafe. I want to make them safe so no one will be afraid to walk around, so the children can play in the streets without having their parents worrying about whether or not they will see each other again." I smiled at him. We were silent for a while before he finally nodded.
"Then once Kyoto is rebuilt and your dream is turned into a reality this one will visit." He'll come back to visit huh. That's a wish that will never come true, so I better not get my hopes up. Though I thought it I never said it, if I had then I'd also had to tell him my feeling. Nothing good will ever come from that, he still loves Tomoe. Instead I hugged him, an action which surprised him (I'm not known for being a touchy- feely person,) and wished him luck. Slowly he wrapped his arms around my waist and hugged me back, our last hug…
"Please be safe. I don't want to hear that you gat reckless and died in some undignified way." I said once we parted. My heart stopped when I heard him laugh lowly, he never laughs.
"This one is always careful. Ah! Don't cry, please don't cry." This confused me why would I cry? He must of saw the questioning look in my eye because he bought his right hand up and wiped something away. 'A tear? I was crying…?'
He sighed and wrapped his arms around my shoulders and pulled me closer. Well wasn't today full of surprises.
"I will come back, I promise. Thank you for being my friend. One day we will see each other again, in a Kyoto where children run around playing in the streets, that is my promise." 'I', 'My.' I pulled away enough to look up into his eyes; they were the golden color that I always saw, the golden color that always comforts me. Tears blur my vision as I buried my face into the soft cotton of his shirt.
After what felt like forever to me, we broke apart. And I smiled at him. A few more cliché words before he turned to leave Kyoto.
This is the end of our hitokiri lives and the start of our new ones, him as a rurouni and me as a guardian of Kyoto.