Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Beneath Thy Feather Wings ❯ How it came to be ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Falconess 
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Romance / Samurai / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.22.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Romance / Samurai / Suspense | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.22.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 333 | Status: Completed
It felt nice, the wind.unlike flying itself. I could feel the cool air brushing against my face, my hair billowing out before me as I fell. Time itself seemed to stop, and the searing pain in my shoulder had ceased to exist. Perhaps.. because I felt so numb, was this the way I was going to die? I knew I could save myself.. after all, a Valkyrie could fly without her steed. But..why could I not bring myself to do so? I knew.. that I was only mortal.. like those that lived below me, but lived a life of that which was not mine. All other Valkyries had gone through the pain of death.. why should I have the privilege of being different? Or rather.. the pain? With my death would come true heaven. I could be immortal, and never have to leave the realm of Asgard. But because I was different, because I had been mortal.. I was forbidden into Helheim. If I were dead.. that would all change. My clothing was damp, I could feel the sticky liquid seeping out of my very being, but I did not care. The coppering foul smell did disgust me however. Why was I thinking such thoughts? I had never wished to die before. My eyes.. they feel so heavy.. sleep..maybe then this nightmare would end.
I could hear a cry, not like that of a humans. My horse? Skuld.my dear horse. Her constant neighing awoke me, from the trance like state that the loss of blood had caused.. I however, was still somewhat in a state of delirium, though not by choice. Using as much will power as I possessed, I screamed in pain, as wings burst from my back, like that of a swans. pure white. Hissing as the wings pierced through my flesh, erupting from my very being itself. There was more blood, and one of those wings could not work properly. The arrow still protruding from my shoulder insured that, the muscles for that particular wing was torn. I felt like a cripple bird, fluttering down to earth. Even though I had my wings, even now I could not make a safe landing. I fell to the earth, half gliding half falling, I could see the tree's and the ground below me. I would have to try and land somewhere safe, away from prying eyes. My gaze wandered to a dojo below me, it didn't seem like anyone was in there, class must have been dismissed for that day. I put that as my target destination. The ground was looming closer, and as I almost struck the ground, I gave one last heave with my wings, I could feel my muscles tearing even more, underneath the strain and arrow. However, it spared my life, I stuck the ground, falling a mere feet rather then millions of miles from the sky. The cool concrete seemed to sooth me.. ground. I was alive. With those thoughts, delved into the darkness, reaching to embrace me. I did not hear the tentative footstep approach me. Nor did I see the face of the man I would later consider a father, until days later, when I awoke from the realm of dreams.
Sun glared into my eyes, forcing me to at last awaken. I felt groggy, how long had I been asleep? It seemed an eternaty. The surrounding about me..They all seemed so different, where was the nice goose feather pillow? And the great chandilier that used to hang above me? It was all gone.The place I had longed to call home, torn from my grasp because of my foolish fantasies of love. For a while, I lay with my eyes--upon my side, staring at the soft pillow that my head rested upon till my eyes had adjusted to the light. The sound of a door scraping against the floor alerted my attention. I glanced at the doorway, to find a man entering. He seemed to be around the age of 42, already I could tell he was a swordsman.
He stood, a great height taller then me. Wearing a white kimono and a pair of navy blue hakama's. Fasinating blue orbs seemed to stare at me, intrigued..a flash of relief danced through them as well. I could tell.. beneath that fabric, were well toned muscles, from years of training. His hair-dark raven threads, neatly cut, not long, yet not short, so that it added to his handsome phiseic."Where..am I..?" I voiced the questions plaguing my mind. Somewhere in Japan, I knew that much.
Keiji Kamiya had been waiting for a week now for the maiden to awaken. He didn't know what she was, an angel perhaps? Maybe this girl carries a message from his love in heaven? He was getting his hopes up, he knew.Whatever the reason for her appearance, it was obviously not because his wife had sent him. Watching as she plummeted from the sky, he did not know why he felt so anxious, and hopeful that she would survive. Perhaps it was because she reminded him of his daughter.. that had died so long ago, passing with his wife. Carefully taking her in, he cared for her wounds, and had taken the effort to groom her wings. It would have been a shame to let those pure white feathers become tainted with blood. Finally, the anxiety and worry was swept away, as he entered the room, and found her awake. A horse was outside, it had been prancing around his yard since she arrived. He had never seen a Pegasus before, and was greatly surprised to see it now. When it had landed, the wings just seemed to disappears. Perhaps that's why he had never seen one.. "You're in my home.Miss.."
"Kaoru" she spoke softly, her voice dry and hoarse, it had been awhile since she had drunken. Instantly, she missed the wine and feasts in her home. Now, away from it, she actually took the time to apprciate the little things that were there. Sure, whenever she danced through the halls. there were always the leers of men. But, no one had dared to touch her, lest they wished to be gouged through with her blade. Watching this swordsman, she instantly took a liking to him. He would be the only mortal that she had ever let their eyes lay upon her, and live to see another day. It was an honour to catch a glimpse of a valkyrie, much like being graced with the presence of a leprachon. In all other cases, a glimpse of her would mean death. However, in this such glimpse.. it meant trust and friendship.
The name rung in his head.. Kaoru.. he had a daughter named that once. A smile tugged at his lips, "You had fallen from the sky, I was worried that you would not survive." When he saw her amid the dirt leaves upon the floor, he had mistaken her for a fallen angel. Blood was pooling beneath her
"thank you..sir..I am forever in your debt." Struggling, she sat up, pushing the weariness and foggy hold of sleep away. The blankets shrouded around her. Arms reached up, stretching, and wings soon followed. She could still feel a small dull ache where the wound once was, but she was not one to complain. She turned to the man, she was in a loose robe, the backs slit so that her wings would go through. Raising an inquisitive glance at the man, she couldn't help but smile as his cheeks were tinted a slight pink.
"It..was the only thing I could..put you in.. without actually seeing anything. I've never actually known how to put on a kimono. Gomen.." He stuttered slighly. The subject obviously embarressed him
She could tell, he was an honorable man. "again.I am eternally grateful..Sir.." she trailed off, not knowing a name, a hint of curiosity was in her voice as she said the last word.
"Kamiya.. Keiji Kamiya." He returned the gentle smile, From there, a relationship began. Not a simple friendship, but one of love. Between a father and a daughter. Koaru had explained her situation, and he listened attentively. He to had seen the Battossai, and told her all he knew of the assassin. In the mean time, Kaoru stayed at the dojo, venturing out at night, to seek the man of her quests. One day, her father figure was called out to duty. Apparently some rebels from the war had tried to start a few battles. He did not return, in his will, he had left the dojo to her. Kamiya Kaoru. As she stayed on the earth searching, to seem less inconspicuous, she took his last name. It pained her to know he was gone, but she had insured that he would go to Sessrumineir. And once she finished her task, she could visit him there.
It was years later now, still there was no sign of Battossai. She feared that he had died, and the gods neglected to tell her. But no.. her mother..Freya, would do no such thing. She longed to return to the halls, to talk to Balder. However, she knew her love for him would never be. He was a god.. the most loved.. and she a mere Valkyrie. And even when she could speak with him.. she could feel tension..it had been one sided. It pained her to think it so.
It was a nice and clear day, one of a fairytales. Kaoru was sweeping the porch, in a white Kimono and navy blue hakama's. The outfit she had descended her in was safely tucked away in a drawer, along with her cloak. She had given up on searching for the famous Hitokori for now..waiting for any word about his appearance. Just a glimpse of him, would arouse villagers and it would not take long for her to notified. Lately however, there was a rumor, that the hitokori was in town, and slaughtering men.. in the name of the Kamiya Kasshin Ryu. She knew him to be a fraud.and was determined to catch this scoundrel.
In the streets, a rurouni was traveling. He had a small frame, and seemed much younger then his actual age. Wearing a magenta kimono with white hakama's he moved through the silent streets, humming. Suddenly, his peaceful traveling was interrupted by a maiden, She came at him, wielding a bokken, shouting something on the lines of "stop Battossai..I shall defeat you!" He couldn't do anything but try to dodge these attacks, which eventually led him to tripping over barrels, and tumbling down to earth. The only words he could think of..as the world spun around him.. "Orooororo?!"
And thus.. Kaoru and Kenshin met.and here began the Valkyries task..
TBC
-.-; ok ok ok. I know.. it wasn't really written well.. mediocre even.. but.. I want to get on with the story, this and the first chapter is only the introduction, prolog if you wish to call it. >.< I assure you.. the next chapters shall be infinitely better! But please.. review!! I want to know if I at least have more then one reader!!
I could hear a cry, not like that of a humans. My horse? Skuld.my dear horse. Her constant neighing awoke me, from the trance like state that the loss of blood had caused.. I however, was still somewhat in a state of delirium, though not by choice. Using as much will power as I possessed, I screamed in pain, as wings burst from my back, like that of a swans. pure white. Hissing as the wings pierced through my flesh, erupting from my very being itself. There was more blood, and one of those wings could not work properly. The arrow still protruding from my shoulder insured that, the muscles for that particular wing was torn. I felt like a cripple bird, fluttering down to earth. Even though I had my wings, even now I could not make a safe landing. I fell to the earth, half gliding half falling, I could see the tree's and the ground below me. I would have to try and land somewhere safe, away from prying eyes. My gaze wandered to a dojo below me, it didn't seem like anyone was in there, class must have been dismissed for that day. I put that as my target destination. The ground was looming closer, and as I almost struck the ground, I gave one last heave with my wings, I could feel my muscles tearing even more, underneath the strain and arrow. However, it spared my life, I stuck the ground, falling a mere feet rather then millions of miles from the sky. The cool concrete seemed to sooth me.. ground. I was alive. With those thoughts, delved into the darkness, reaching to embrace me. I did not hear the tentative footstep approach me. Nor did I see the face of the man I would later consider a father, until days later, when I awoke from the realm of dreams.
Sun glared into my eyes, forcing me to at last awaken. I felt groggy, how long had I been asleep? It seemed an eternaty. The surrounding about me..They all seemed so different, where was the nice goose feather pillow? And the great chandilier that used to hang above me? It was all gone.The place I had longed to call home, torn from my grasp because of my foolish fantasies of love. For a while, I lay with my eyes--upon my side, staring at the soft pillow that my head rested upon till my eyes had adjusted to the light. The sound of a door scraping against the floor alerted my attention. I glanced at the doorway, to find a man entering. He seemed to be around the age of 42, already I could tell he was a swordsman.
He stood, a great height taller then me. Wearing a white kimono and a pair of navy blue hakama's. Fasinating blue orbs seemed to stare at me, intrigued..a flash of relief danced through them as well. I could tell.. beneath that fabric, were well toned muscles, from years of training. His hair-dark raven threads, neatly cut, not long, yet not short, so that it added to his handsome phiseic."Where..am I..?" I voiced the questions plaguing my mind. Somewhere in Japan, I knew that much.
Keiji Kamiya had been waiting for a week now for the maiden to awaken. He didn't know what she was, an angel perhaps? Maybe this girl carries a message from his love in heaven? He was getting his hopes up, he knew.Whatever the reason for her appearance, it was obviously not because his wife had sent him. Watching as she plummeted from the sky, he did not know why he felt so anxious, and hopeful that she would survive. Perhaps it was because she reminded him of his daughter.. that had died so long ago, passing with his wife. Carefully taking her in, he cared for her wounds, and had taken the effort to groom her wings. It would have been a shame to let those pure white feathers become tainted with blood. Finally, the anxiety and worry was swept away, as he entered the room, and found her awake. A horse was outside, it had been prancing around his yard since she arrived. He had never seen a Pegasus before, and was greatly surprised to see it now. When it had landed, the wings just seemed to disappears. Perhaps that's why he had never seen one.. "You're in my home.Miss.."
"Kaoru" she spoke softly, her voice dry and hoarse, it had been awhile since she had drunken. Instantly, she missed the wine and feasts in her home. Now, away from it, she actually took the time to apprciate the little things that were there. Sure, whenever she danced through the halls. there were always the leers of men. But, no one had dared to touch her, lest they wished to be gouged through with her blade. Watching this swordsman, she instantly took a liking to him. He would be the only mortal that she had ever let their eyes lay upon her, and live to see another day. It was an honour to catch a glimpse of a valkyrie, much like being graced with the presence of a leprachon. In all other cases, a glimpse of her would mean death. However, in this such glimpse.. it meant trust and friendship.
The name rung in his head.. Kaoru.. he had a daughter named that once. A smile tugged at his lips, "You had fallen from the sky, I was worried that you would not survive." When he saw her amid the dirt leaves upon the floor, he had mistaken her for a fallen angel. Blood was pooling beneath her
"thank you..sir..I am forever in your debt." Struggling, she sat up, pushing the weariness and foggy hold of sleep away. The blankets shrouded around her. Arms reached up, stretching, and wings soon followed. She could still feel a small dull ache where the wound once was, but she was not one to complain. She turned to the man, she was in a loose robe, the backs slit so that her wings would go through. Raising an inquisitive glance at the man, she couldn't help but smile as his cheeks were tinted a slight pink.
"It..was the only thing I could..put you in.. without actually seeing anything. I've never actually known how to put on a kimono. Gomen.." He stuttered slighly. The subject obviously embarressed him
She could tell, he was an honorable man. "again.I am eternally grateful..Sir.." she trailed off, not knowing a name, a hint of curiosity was in her voice as she said the last word.
"Kamiya.. Keiji Kamiya." He returned the gentle smile, From there, a relationship began. Not a simple friendship, but one of love. Between a father and a daughter. Koaru had explained her situation, and he listened attentively. He to had seen the Battossai, and told her all he knew of the assassin. In the mean time, Kaoru stayed at the dojo, venturing out at night, to seek the man of her quests. One day, her father figure was called out to duty. Apparently some rebels from the war had tried to start a few battles. He did not return, in his will, he had left the dojo to her. Kamiya Kaoru. As she stayed on the earth searching, to seem less inconspicuous, she took his last name. It pained her to know he was gone, but she had insured that he would go to Sessrumineir. And once she finished her task, she could visit him there.
It was years later now, still there was no sign of Battossai. She feared that he had died, and the gods neglected to tell her. But no.. her mother..Freya, would do no such thing. She longed to return to the halls, to talk to Balder. However, she knew her love for him would never be. He was a god.. the most loved.. and she a mere Valkyrie. And even when she could speak with him.. she could feel tension..it had been one sided. It pained her to think it so.
It was a nice and clear day, one of a fairytales. Kaoru was sweeping the porch, in a white Kimono and navy blue hakama's. The outfit she had descended her in was safely tucked away in a drawer, along with her cloak. She had given up on searching for the famous Hitokori for now..waiting for any word about his appearance. Just a glimpse of him, would arouse villagers and it would not take long for her to notified. Lately however, there was a rumor, that the hitokori was in town, and slaughtering men.. in the name of the Kamiya Kasshin Ryu. She knew him to be a fraud.and was determined to catch this scoundrel.
In the streets, a rurouni was traveling. He had a small frame, and seemed much younger then his actual age. Wearing a magenta kimono with white hakama's he moved through the silent streets, humming. Suddenly, his peaceful traveling was interrupted by a maiden, She came at him, wielding a bokken, shouting something on the lines of "stop Battossai..I shall defeat you!" He couldn't do anything but try to dodge these attacks, which eventually led him to tripping over barrels, and tumbling down to earth. The only words he could think of..as the world spun around him.. "Orooororo?!"
And thus.. Kaoru and Kenshin met.and here began the Valkyries task..
TBC
-.-; ok ok ok. I know.. it wasn't really written well.. mediocre even.. but.. I want to get on with the story, this and the first chapter is only the introduction, prolog if you wish to call it. >.< I assure you.. the next chapters shall be infinitely better! But please.. review!! I want to know if I at least have more then one reader!!