Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Blast into the Past ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )

Okay, I'm back. I'm kinda getting off track, and my computer's really really slow, and I almost totally lost the computer itself, but I think it will be cool. Okay, maybe in this chappy I'll take it above and beyond and actually, y'know, start to make a plot, and add character personalities and start doing the whole, YouxSano kinda thing. That'd be awesome. Okay, rambling. Enough.

Disclaimer- How many times do I have to say this?! I don't own any of the Kenshin characters, because, hey. For a freaky guy, Watsuki does pretty good by them. Ya gotta admit at least that. I would probably destroy any kind of reputation that they have built up over time.

Anyway.

Ah! My show's on! Oh, well. Sorry, my TV show! (Yeah, that's mine. HA!)

Here we go.

I'm sad.

*tear*

3 weeks later

"Just wear the stupid thing!"

"NO!"

"Why not?!"

"It's a dress, and you know it."

"It's called a kimono(?), and you HAVE to wear it."

"I haven't worn one for three weeks already, why do I have to wear one now?!"

"Because I'm trying to get you out of the dojo."

"Woods out back. Hellooooo."

"Not the same thing."

"Whatever."

"Just put it on."

"N-"

"PLEEEEAAAAAAAAAASE????????" ^^^^^

O.o *shivers*

"Um…. That face is really scary, so, just to appease it, I shall wear the dr… uh, kimono(?), just this once."

"YAY!!! I knew you'd see it my way! And I've got the perfect one, right here!"

"I can't believe I'm doing this." ……

*snicker*

"SANO, YOU COME AROUND HERE, OR EVEN I'll START MAKING YOU PAY FOR YOUR MEALS!!!!!"

*rustle* *rustle* *thump* "Oww!" silence

~How did she know I was there?~

"See? You look good!"

"I'm only wearing this just this once, remember?"

"Yes, well, there's still time to change that."

"Yeah. Whatever. Just keep tellin' yourself that."

You walked out of the dojo (well, hobbled, actually) and had to hang on to the door jamb because, hey, this is new for you. She will NEVER get me to do this again. EVER. You didn't realize the Sano was still poking around. Kenshin and Yahiko had gone into town to buy supplies, and you had yelled at Sano to p*@@ off, so you thought it was just you and Kaoru-dono. Then you heard snickering in the bushes. You saw a VERY familiar hairstyle poking out. ~~***** means DOOOOOOOOMM!!!!! (Sano's in trouble!) "I'M GONNA KILL YOU SANO!!!! IF YOU SAY EVEN ONE SYLLABLE TO THE OTHERS, I'LL, I'LL….. okay, just take my word that you will end up in a lot of pain. Once I change."

"DAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!! !!!"

"Yeah. You're dead. You just sealed your fate, boyo." You hiked up the kimono(?) and started to shuffle toward him, fully intending to beat the CRAP out of him, but Kaoru-dono spoke up.

"______!!! You get back here before you ruin it! I will not let you get that dirty!!!"

You, of course, were appalled. Since when does Kaoru-dono ever defend Sano? "Fine, Mother."

You slowly moseyed back to the dojo, with Kaoru-dono holding on to your arm to keep you from falling. *mutter* *mutter* *mutter* *mutter* ~~^^

~Wow. She looked pretty good. Wait a second, what am I thinking?! Ugh, too much sake…~

Sano got up and wandered out of the bushes, shaking his head. He slowly wandered off down the road, thinking about his next dice throw. ~Maybe I'll get lucky this time…~ (Ah! Sano's in denial! Always fun to work with ^^^^^^^)

the next day

You were back in your normal, everyday jeans and t-shirt, because, hey, who denies comfort? Even though it is the wrong century…. ah, the hell with it. Who cares? You were currently doing the laundry, (for the 6th time this week; you swear, your straw is rigged) and grumbling about the fuzz-butt dog Notaru who comes around every once in a while. While you were steadily getting angrier at him *throb* *throb* for taking all your stupid stuff, Kaoru-dono came out and asked if you had seen Kenshin.

"No, not yet today. Here was out early. Why?"

*blush* "Um….I just wanted to ask him something…I'll go back into the dojo…and..do..something….If you see him, let him know I was looking for him, okay?"

"Sure." Ask him something, my butt. Oh well. Back to the laundry. "Huh. What? Grrrrrr…… NOTARO!!!!!!!! GET BACK HERE WITH THAT LAUNDRY!!!!!!!"

Kenshin, Sano and Yahiko strolled up to find you battling with Notaru over a piece of some now-extremely-chewed-up jeans. "YOU PUNK-ASS DOG!!! IF YOU DON'T LET GO, I'M REALLY GOING TO HAVE TO HURT YOU!!!!" You currently had a very large piece of a Cal I book in your hand which was probably around 3 in thick and 4 in long. The guys could see the murder in your eyes, so they very quickly interfered to keep a small war from raging in their backyard, Kenshin made for the dog, Sano made for you, and Yahiko made for the jeans. In the end, Yahiko was the only one who got out of there unscathed. (I shall not enlighten you with details, for this is fanfic is a little underrated for this part. I shall only tell you that both Sano and Kenshin become inoperable for a while)

that night

Sano and Kenshin were nursing various wounds and avoiding you at just about all costs while you good-naturedly stirred the teriaki sauce in the pot, waiting for Kaoru-dono to give the good-ahead to pour it one the chicken. Even though you thought it was done long ago. But hey, what to you know about home-style cooking? You grew up on Sbarro's and Mickey D's and the Big K and DQ and the like. And you did kind of miss it, although the food here was pretty good. While you were pondering away, thinking deep thoughts, Sano was staring off into space, as well. Only not quite thinking about food. ~I wonder if getting a girl is like gambling. If it is, then I better call it quits right now. I don't think I can win at this game. Although…. It might not hurt to try. Ah, who am I kiddin'? She'd never go for a guy like me. I'm not even from her time, for crying out loud.~ Sano looked over at you. You're still happily contemplating fast food restaurants. (Okay, beside the fact that you're always thinking about food, you are not fat. You have a very high metabolism and could pretty much eat a chocolate fudge cake and still be the same. You get the idea. I have a friend like that; makes me wanna kill him. Oh well.) ~Would she?~ He ever-so-slowly got up and started to vaguely wander to where you were. Luckily though, you were spared the confrontation by Kaoru-dono coming in, stealing the pot and ladle right out of your hand, and rushing outside, followed by the dim sounds of Kaoru-dono yelling and very odd clucking and sqwuaking sounds. You made eye contact with Sano, then with Kenshin, and the three of you rushed outside to find Kaoru-dono trying to pour boiling teriaki sauce on a very live and terrified chicken. The three of you stopped dead in your tracks. You couldn't believe it. Out of nowhere, all of you started to guffaw and chortle and snort and laugh in all manners possible, tears running down your cheeks and you holding your sides, trying to keep from falling over and being stepped on. You had just fallen to your knees, and were holding up there nicely, but the guys, Yahiko included, because he ran outside from practicing by himself in the dojo and finding the scene, had all fallen over and had shoe prints all over them. You were cracking up at that too, because, hey, who wouldn't? Then you heard a little pop and felt fire along the side of your arm. You whipped around to see a man in dark clothing with a mask on point his gun at you again and fire. You rolled to your left, barely in time. You looked over and saw that the others were still laughing their heads off. You were already starting to bleed profusely (very badly, for those of you out there), and the pain was just a little distracting,. Then you focused on his gun. Your eyes widened. A silencer! But they wouldn't have those now, would they? He shot at you again, and by this time, the others noticed you, rolling and ducking seemingly at random. Kenshin was the first to realize what was going on. "_____! Where is it coming from?!" You tried to point, but your arm was getting in the way. So you nodded in the direction of the shooter.

"He's shooting from over there!" You yell.

"Shooting?! But I don't he-" Sano was cut off by the man ripping off his silencer and firing again ad again.

S@*^! What is going on?! Where did he get that gun?! I KNOW they don't have those now. What a sec! You spotted something slightly unusual about that gun. He needs two hands to fire. It's a pistol. Pretty big- Wait! "It's a Magnum!"

"What?! What's a Magnum?!" Yahiko wanted to know.

"It's a gun that hasn't been invented yet!"

Then you looked to the side and saw more coming your way.

"Look out! There's more!"

When you turned back to your shooter, you knew it was too late. Ready, aim, FIRE!

The gun kicked back in his hand as you turned-

Your eyes widened-

Everything was in slow motion-

Your hands slid across the ground, seeking, seeking-

END

Well, of this chapter. I am SO sorry that this took me so long to post. Things have been coming up, and I've had almost no time to write this at all. Are ya'll mad at me that I left you on a cliffhanger? Good. Although, everyone knows what's gonna happen next, but, I always liked a good cliffhanger. I shall give this to you to read, and therefore you shall review it, and we shall both be happy, yes? I believe so. I am leaving you with one of my favorite quotes, which is a pretty good indication that you shall know what kind of person I am. See if you know where it's from; a word shall give it away. No hints now:

"Remember, there are worse things than a shattered chandelier…"

ciao

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