Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Abandonned Waters ❯ Chapter two: Futami ( Chapter 2 )
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Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.10.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 212 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Drama / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 05.10.2005 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.0K | Visits: 212 | Status: Completed
Chapter two. Futami.
“Yare yare…” Kikari sighed, “Such a beautiful face.” She said as she was cleansing his face of dirt, sweat, and dried blood, “Where did you come from?” she asked, knowing he wouldn’t respond, “Who are you?”
Who am I? Shouldn’t you know…? He thought, half conscious, as if trying to communicate through mind.
“What were you doing by the river? Fishing?” she giggled.
“…No…” he responded softly, “I don’t know.”Soujirou's eyes rolled open, to see the river once again, flowing by ever so gently.
“Oya, you’re awake.” She said, “How are you feeling?”
“Fine…” Soujirou smiled, “Domo, but…a little weak.”
“Ano…is there anything you’d like me the get for you?”
“Iie…” he looked kindly at her. Kikari’s heart warmed, “Thank you though.”
She got off the ground and dusted her kimono, “I should get you some water though, you won’t get any better with a head injury like that.”
“Head injury?” Soujirou hadn’t felt the pain until she mentioned it. He touched his skull to clarify if it was really there.
Kikari smiled, “What’s your name?”
Soujirou paused, My name…?
She looked strangely at him, “You do have a name don’t you?”
“I…I…can’t.” Soujirou looked hard for the answer, but nothing came to mind, “I can’t…remember.”
“Can’t remember?” she frowned, “why not?”
Soujirou shook his head, “I don’t know…”
There was nothing to feel but concern and sympathy for Soujirou. Kikari helped him up, and led him through the fields.
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The rain fell hard, thunder struck down on the village, but winds were calm, “Get him!” he heard a man shout. Out of instinct, he started running, running towards the darkness, and finding no answer.
“Why are you doing this?” he asked. They gave him no answer. Then, in front of him, appeared a wakizashi, “What’s the meaning of this…?”
The others came closer and closer, Do it. A familiar voice told him.
“No, I can’t…” Do it. “I Can’t!” Do it! “NO!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Ooi! Calm down, shh…” Kikari hushed, “you had a nightmare, it’s alright.”
Soujirou was drenched in sweat and panting heavily, “It was…so horrible.”
“Nightmares are like that, there’s nothing bad right now.” She held his shoulders, and smiled, “Relax, I’m here.” He stared directly into her affectionate eyes, feeling safe for some reason. He'd only kown her for a a few hours, yet she trusted him so...easily, “Now, I need you to be a little more quiet, myjisan can’t know you’re here in the store house or else-“
He waited for her to finish, “Or else what?”
“…ano, he’ll get mad.” Kikari reassured him with a beam, “I don’t want to get in of sort of trouble.”
“Iya.”
Kikari looked sadly away for a while, to regain confidence and emotional control.She managed to smile again, but it was a sad smile, “You better get some rest, it’ll do you much good.”
“Ee.” Soujirou lied back down and took a deep breath.
She looked back at him before she left, “Is it alright if I call you…Futami? Since you don’t remember your name?”
Soujirou simply nodded, and fell back to sleep.
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Just when Soujirou was about to drift off, he heard yelling and the breaking of glass. He sat up and felt a little uncertain without Kikari there. Soujirou slipped out of the store house and went towards the source of pandemonium. There was light in one of the rooms and a shadow of a large man.
“What were you doing all this time? Sleeping? Food isn’t going to cook itself! You’re no good!” Kikari fell out and rolled onto the dirt. Soujirou tensed, paralyzed by what he saw.
“What good are you if you don’t do anything! I should’ve killed you when I had the chance baita!” her uncle grabbed her by the collar, and got ready to beat on her. He narrowed his eyes and grinned, “Though, no one would know what happened to you before the murder right?”
“Yamete!” Soujirou cried.
“Who the hell are you? What are you doing on my property?” he spat.
“It’s…it’s…not your property.” Kikari murmured.
“What? Shut up!” he threw her aside, “After I deal with this friend of yours, there will be no stopping me!"
Soujirou stared widely him, smiling a little. “Futami!” she cried at the sight before her. In a quick movement, more than what the human eye can see, Soujirou attacked him with a wooden rod, “Futami…”
“Y-you…teme…” The large man uttered before falling to the ground face down.
Soujirou stared at his body wide eyed, “How…?”
“Futami!” Kikari called again. She struggled up and took his arm, “Saa saa! We must go!”
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A/N: Good lord Futami sounds like a female name, but it means forked road or river. Makes sense right? Well, not much action going on right now, but it’ll get interesting as Sou-chan finds out more!
And if you don’t know Japanese:
Yare yare: Expression of disappointment.
Oya: Oh
Domo: Thanks(informal)
Ano: Well…; let me see…
Iie: No
Wakizashi: Short sword.
Ooi: Hey
Iya: Yes
Ee: Yes
Baita: bitch
Yamete: Stop
Teme: Fucker
Saa saa: Come on; come now.
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“Yare yare…” Kikari sighed, “Such a beautiful face.” She said as she was cleansing his face of dirt, sweat, and dried blood, “Where did you come from?” she asked, knowing he wouldn’t respond, “Who are you?”
Who am I? Shouldn’t you know…? He thought, half conscious, as if trying to communicate through mind.
“What were you doing by the river? Fishing?” she giggled.
“…No…” he responded softly, “I don’t know.”Soujirou's eyes rolled open, to see the river once again, flowing by ever so gently.
“Oya, you’re awake.” She said, “How are you feeling?”
“Fine…” Soujirou smiled, “Domo, but…a little weak.”
“Ano…is there anything you’d like me the get for you?”
“Iie…” he looked kindly at her. Kikari’s heart warmed, “Thank you though.”
She got off the ground and dusted her kimono, “I should get you some water though, you won’t get any better with a head injury like that.”
“Head injury?” Soujirou hadn’t felt the pain until she mentioned it. He touched his skull to clarify if it was really there.
Kikari smiled, “What’s your name?”
Soujirou paused, My name…?
She looked strangely at him, “You do have a name don’t you?”
“I…I…can’t.” Soujirou looked hard for the answer, but nothing came to mind, “I can’t…remember.”
“Can’t remember?” she frowned, “why not?”
Soujirou shook his head, “I don’t know…”
There was nothing to feel but concern and sympathy for Soujirou. Kikari helped him up, and led him through the fields.
______________________________________
The rain fell hard, thunder struck down on the village, but winds were calm, “Get him!” he heard a man shout. Out of instinct, he started running, running towards the darkness, and finding no answer.
“Why are you doing this?” he asked. They gave him no answer. Then, in front of him, appeared a wakizashi, “What’s the meaning of this…?”
The others came closer and closer, Do it. A familiar voice told him.
“No, I can’t…” Do it. “I Can’t!” Do it! “NO!”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
“Ooi! Calm down, shh…” Kikari hushed, “you had a nightmare, it’s alright.”
Soujirou was drenched in sweat and panting heavily, “It was…so horrible.”
“Nightmares are like that, there’s nothing bad right now.” She held his shoulders, and smiled, “Relax, I’m here.” He stared directly into her affectionate eyes, feeling safe for some reason. He'd only kown her for a a few hours, yet she trusted him so...easily, “Now, I need you to be a little more quiet, myjisan can’t know you’re here in the store house or else-“
He waited for her to finish, “Or else what?”
“…ano, he’ll get mad.” Kikari reassured him with a beam, “I don’t want to get in of sort of trouble.”
“Iya.”
Kikari looked sadly away for a while, to regain confidence and emotional control.She managed to smile again, but it was a sad smile, “You better get some rest, it’ll do you much good.”
“Ee.” Soujirou lied back down and took a deep breath.
She looked back at him before she left, “Is it alright if I call you…Futami? Since you don’t remember your name?”
Soujirou simply nodded, and fell back to sleep.
______________________________________
Just when Soujirou was about to drift off, he heard yelling and the breaking of glass. He sat up and felt a little uncertain without Kikari there. Soujirou slipped out of the store house and went towards the source of pandemonium. There was light in one of the rooms and a shadow of a large man.
“What were you doing all this time? Sleeping? Food isn’t going to cook itself! You’re no good!” Kikari fell out and rolled onto the dirt. Soujirou tensed, paralyzed by what he saw.
“What good are you if you don’t do anything! I should’ve killed you when I had the chance baita!” her uncle grabbed her by the collar, and got ready to beat on her. He narrowed his eyes and grinned, “Though, no one would know what happened to you before the murder right?”
“Yamete!” Soujirou cried.
“Who the hell are you? What are you doing on my property?” he spat.
“It’s…it’s…not your property.” Kikari murmured.
“What? Shut up!” he threw her aside, “After I deal with this friend of yours, there will be no stopping me!"
Soujirou stared widely him, smiling a little. “Futami!” she cried at the sight before her. In a quick movement, more than what the human eye can see, Soujirou attacked him with a wooden rod, “Futami…”
“Y-you…teme…” The large man uttered before falling to the ground face down.
Soujirou stared at his body wide eyed, “How…?”
“Futami!” Kikari called again. She struggled up and took his arm, “Saa saa! We must go!”
______________________________________
A/N: Good lord Futami sounds like a female name, but it means forked road or river. Makes sense right? Well, not much action going on right now, but it’ll get interesting as Sou-chan finds out more!
And if you don’t know Japanese:
Yare yare: Expression of disappointment.
Oya: Oh
Domo: Thanks(informal)
Ano: Well…; let me see…
Iie: No
Wakizashi: Short sword.
Ooi: Hey
Iya: Yes
Ee: Yes
Baita: bitch
Yamete: Stop
Teme: Fucker
Saa saa: Come on; come now.
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