Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Blood and Amber ❯ Chishio ( Chapter 12 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Bookkbaby84 
Chief is OOC here, people. Gomen nasai, but he doesn't appear much.... hard to pin down his character.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.28.2004 | Updated On: 07.28.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 690 | Status: Completed
Chief is OOC here, people. Gomen nasai, but he doesn't appear much.... hard to pin down his character.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Action | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 07.28.2004 | Updated On: 07.28.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 690 | Status: Completed
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Kenshin ran. he was feet away when he saw the chief knocked to the ground and his blade dropped. As if in slow motion, he saw the attacker's blade descend toward's teh chief's chest. Doing the only thing he could think of, Kenshin threw the rice bag and it landed on the ckief, knocking the wind out of him. It did, however, stop the blade from touching the chief. Kenshin managed to somehow get between the chief and the attacker.
"Battousai." the man said, smiling, then raised his blade to attack. It also gave Kenshin a glimpse of the blade.
'My sakabato!' he thought, catching the thrust.
"Where did you get that?" Kenshin asked, shakily, holding the blade, Behind him, he heard the chief scramble to get up. He felt some of his lifeblood drip down his arm.
"Why, was this yours?" the man laughed. "Heh-heh-heh. Mine now, Battousai." With a mighty wrench, the man pulled teh sakabato away from Kenshin, scraping Kenshin's hands that much more.
"Himura-san!" the chief yelled. He had ducked and grabbed his katana. The chief extended the hilt to Kenshin.
"Use this. You are unarmed. Unarmed, you don't stand a chance against him." Kenshin felt frozen. Numbly, he saw his hand reach out to grasp the hilt, something inside him wild with glee at the feel of a true katana in his hand. He faced the man with green eyes, an amber hue entering his eyes.
"Turn yourself in." Kenshin said, voice a little deeper with bloodlust. The man laughed again.
"So now Battousai is out of his rurouni shell, huh?" The green-eyed man brought his sword down to Kenshin's head. Kenshin blocked easily. The man whirled and brought his sword around, aiming for Kenshin's ribs. Kenshin blocked that too, even though both attacks had sent shocks up his arms.
'He's strong- most likely his skull is as touch as Sano's. Kenshin- body reacting automatically- aimed for the man's chest, swinging his sword around.
A small gash appeared in his opponent's chest, bleeding lightly. The man just laughed, but now his laughter wasn't as free-spirited. It was forced.
Not long after, the man had landed a cut on Kenshin's shoulder. A deep cut. It bled heavily, coating his arm and making the chief's katana slippery.
'I can finish this quicker and with less injury if I simply kill- but I will not. Never again.' he swore to himself, though half of him cried out for this man's blood. He actually longed to see the ground painted red, the crimson liquid slowly pooling and drying.....
'I won't!' he thought. He was so busy convincing himself not to kill this man that he didn't notice the blade aimed at his neck until it was almost too late.
Fortunately, the man missed all the major arteries, but it would be a problem if he didn't get it looked at soon.
"Uggh...." he said, his eyes now flashing amber. He glared at the man before him.
"You'll regret that." he said steadily, letting the blood drip down his chest. He knew that the intial flow had already subsided, but he knew that he must make a ghastly sight. He was dripping blood from his armk, neck, and many other, minor injuries. The fight resumed in a frenzy, and Kenshin finally managed to get the man on the ground, disarmed. He raised his sword, as if to sweep down, but then a vision of Kaoru's face came back- that fight with Jin-e, when she had screamed at him to uphold his vow.
"Give in." Kenshin said, though his hands itched to just swing down and kill again. The man smiled and pucnched Kenshin's git. While Kenshin doubled over, the man managed to flee, but he left hiw sword there.
'Perhaps he has given up?' Kenshin thought, collapsing. The punch had been well-timed and well-aimed. Coupling that with his injuries, he was knocked unconscious.
"Damn Battousai." the man with green eyes said, shaking out his bleached hair. He was back at his home- a little, run-down shack hidden in the woods not far from Tokyo. He put a hand to the gash in his side, bandaging it quickly.
'An ex-hitokiri tries to have a little fun, and he has to stop me.' he groused, looking for some bandages. Unfortunately, he found none.
"Damnit. Now I have to go to the clinic." he complained, tearing up some rags that would serve as temporary bandages until he got the real thing.
'At least I, Koiyakata Chishio, am not an a man easily discouraged.' he thought, smiling. He'd become rather fond of that sword that Battousai had managed to make him part with- perhaps he could find that while he was searching.
'The clinic doubles as the cornor's office. Perhaps they took the blade to match it with the wounds.....' he thought, whistling to himself as he walked towards the clinic. No one knew him yet- he had just moved in a few days ago.
Of course, people did wonder when a beloved old couple suddenly stopped showing up in Tokyo. Perhaps they had left- they used to come every day....
(A/N: This means that, yes, Chishio killed two old people for the home he now lives in.)
Megumi was at the desk, giving soem medicine to a man that had broken his leg. It was a relatively quiet day at the clinic. Not many people were hurt, so Megumi could take a quick break. She was just about to leave as an emergency patient entered.
Oh, yes, she could still have left. It was just that the patient was one of her friends.
"Ken-san?!" she asked, shocked, as she watched the police chief help him in.
"I was attacker by a man we suspect is the murderer, and Himura-san managed to stop him. I let him borrow my katana, but he is still badly hurt." the chief explained. Megumi directed him to a nearby futon.
"Put Ken-san down right here. I can take care of him." she said. The chief nodded, did as she asked, bowed, and left.
"Ken-san... you really managed to get yourself hurt, didn't you?" As she stitched up to wounds, she noticed that the wounds matched the blade used to kill those poor people yesterday.
"They have found him...." she said, thinking to herself. She finsihed the stiching and cleaning of the wounds. She let Kenshin rest, and then the door opened. She stood and walked over there.
"Hello, may I help you?" she asked politely. The man just smiled a shiney smile at her, his green eyes twinkling with glee.
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P.S. How many people saw the sakabato thing coming? C'mon! Someone had to have seen it! Kenshin LEFT his sakabato at the building in the woods near the Akabeko. The police found the building, but NO MURDER WEAPON. Plus, Kenshin only killed ONE PERSON, not TWENTY-PLUS!
Kenshin ran. he was feet away when he saw the chief knocked to the ground and his blade dropped. As if in slow motion, he saw the attacker's blade descend toward's teh chief's chest. Doing the only thing he could think of, Kenshin threw the rice bag and it landed on the ckief, knocking the wind out of him. It did, however, stop the blade from touching the chief. Kenshin managed to somehow get between the chief and the attacker.
"Battousai." the man said, smiling, then raised his blade to attack. It also gave Kenshin a glimpse of the blade.
'My sakabato!' he thought, catching the thrust.
"Where did you get that?" Kenshin asked, shakily, holding the blade, Behind him, he heard the chief scramble to get up. He felt some of his lifeblood drip down his arm.
"Why, was this yours?" the man laughed. "Heh-heh-heh. Mine now, Battousai." With a mighty wrench, the man pulled teh sakabato away from Kenshin, scraping Kenshin's hands that much more.
"Himura-san!" the chief yelled. He had ducked and grabbed his katana. The chief extended the hilt to Kenshin.
"Use this. You are unarmed. Unarmed, you don't stand a chance against him." Kenshin felt frozen. Numbly, he saw his hand reach out to grasp the hilt, something inside him wild with glee at the feel of a true katana in his hand. He faced the man with green eyes, an amber hue entering his eyes.
"Turn yourself in." Kenshin said, voice a little deeper with bloodlust. The man laughed again.
"So now Battousai is out of his rurouni shell, huh?" The green-eyed man brought his sword down to Kenshin's head. Kenshin blocked easily. The man whirled and brought his sword around, aiming for Kenshin's ribs. Kenshin blocked that too, even though both attacks had sent shocks up his arms.
'He's strong- most likely his skull is as touch as Sano's. Kenshin- body reacting automatically- aimed for the man's chest, swinging his sword around.
A small gash appeared in his opponent's chest, bleeding lightly. The man just laughed, but now his laughter wasn't as free-spirited. It was forced.
Not long after, the man had landed a cut on Kenshin's shoulder. A deep cut. It bled heavily, coating his arm and making the chief's katana slippery.
'I can finish this quicker and with less injury if I simply kill- but I will not. Never again.' he swore to himself, though half of him cried out for this man's blood. He actually longed to see the ground painted red, the crimson liquid slowly pooling and drying.....
'I won't!' he thought. He was so busy convincing himself not to kill this man that he didn't notice the blade aimed at his neck until it was almost too late.
Fortunately, the man missed all the major arteries, but it would be a problem if he didn't get it looked at soon.
"Uggh...." he said, his eyes now flashing amber. He glared at the man before him.
"You'll regret that." he said steadily, letting the blood drip down his chest. He knew that the intial flow had already subsided, but he knew that he must make a ghastly sight. He was dripping blood from his armk, neck, and many other, minor injuries. The fight resumed in a frenzy, and Kenshin finally managed to get the man on the ground, disarmed. He raised his sword, as if to sweep down, but then a vision of Kaoru's face came back- that fight with Jin-e, when she had screamed at him to uphold his vow.
"Give in." Kenshin said, though his hands itched to just swing down and kill again. The man smiled and pucnched Kenshin's git. While Kenshin doubled over, the man managed to flee, but he left hiw sword there.
'Perhaps he has given up?' Kenshin thought, collapsing. The punch had been well-timed and well-aimed. Coupling that with his injuries, he was knocked unconscious.
"Damn Battousai." the man with green eyes said, shaking out his bleached hair. He was back at his home- a little, run-down shack hidden in the woods not far from Tokyo. He put a hand to the gash in his side, bandaging it quickly.
'An ex-hitokiri tries to have a little fun, and he has to stop me.' he groused, looking for some bandages. Unfortunately, he found none.
"Damnit. Now I have to go to the clinic." he complained, tearing up some rags that would serve as temporary bandages until he got the real thing.
'At least I, Koiyakata Chishio, am not an a man easily discouraged.' he thought, smiling. He'd become rather fond of that sword that Battousai had managed to make him part with- perhaps he could find that while he was searching.
'The clinic doubles as the cornor's office. Perhaps they took the blade to match it with the wounds.....' he thought, whistling to himself as he walked towards the clinic. No one knew him yet- he had just moved in a few days ago.
Of course, people did wonder when a beloved old couple suddenly stopped showing up in Tokyo. Perhaps they had left- they used to come every day....
(A/N: This means that, yes, Chishio killed two old people for the home he now lives in.)
Megumi was at the desk, giving soem medicine to a man that had broken his leg. It was a relatively quiet day at the clinic. Not many people were hurt, so Megumi could take a quick break. She was just about to leave as an emergency patient entered.
Oh, yes, she could still have left. It was just that the patient was one of her friends.
"Ken-san?!" she asked, shocked, as she watched the police chief help him in.
"I was attacker by a man we suspect is the murderer, and Himura-san managed to stop him. I let him borrow my katana, but he is still badly hurt." the chief explained. Megumi directed him to a nearby futon.
"Put Ken-san down right here. I can take care of him." she said. The chief nodded, did as she asked, bowed, and left.
"Ken-san... you really managed to get yourself hurt, didn't you?" As she stitched up to wounds, she noticed that the wounds matched the blade used to kill those poor people yesterday.
"They have found him...." she said, thinking to herself. She finsihed the stiching and cleaning of the wounds. She let Kenshin rest, and then the door opened. She stood and walked over there.
"Hello, may I help you?" she asked politely. The man just smiled a shiney smile at her, his green eyes twinkling with glee.
REVIEW- 3 REVIEWS BEFORE ANOTHER UPDATE
P.S. How many people saw the sakabato thing coming? C'mon! Someone had to have seen it! Kenshin LEFT his sakabato at the building in the woods near the Akabeko. The police found the building, but NO MURDER WEAPON. Plus, Kenshin only killed ONE PERSON, not TWENTY-PLUS!