Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Happiness In Slavery ❯ chapter 7 ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Date started: October 10, 2005 8:29 PM JST

Yay! It has finally begun! The chapter that is. Sorry, but I was suffering writers block for one story, reading scanlations, catching up with homework, and suffering my laptop crashing. It has a worm. Well then, I won't waste time. Here you go, the next installation. Hope it comes out good in the end.

Happiness in Slavery

Rating: Older Teens

Chapter 7

Standard Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or any of its characters in shape or form. I do own this plot and any changes I make to characters, as long as its legal, and this includes Himitsu damnit! You steal you die.

End of Chapter 6

She took several breaths, in. The woman did not want to go and kill him. Not yet. She knew he was playing with her. It was too obvious, and if she were to do so, she wanted to kill him for a good reason, a really good reason. Himitsu could not let him get the best of her and start up a brawl. She closed her eyes, and then, “Well then, if you insist on calling me that, baka-deshi, then go ahead. After all,” The blue eyes opened, “I am not the only one with a name I dislike.”

…Silence…

“Kenshin.”

Everything seemed to stop moving, as though time itself had frozen. A pair of eyes watched the two who were trying their best not to attack each other. The little argument he had just over heard had given him so very good information. Good information indeed. A second later, he silently left, hoping he did not leave an impression of his presence.

“Where did you hear that name?” His voice was cold, but even. Only the master knew his childhood name. Battousai felt ready to strangle her. The woman had countered, and been very successful in doing so. Neither of them was stupid.

Studying her nails, she looked back up with those beautiful, dark blue eyes, “Hmm? Did I say something wrong?” Himitsu turned around and continued on her way, satisfied that she had rendered the bastard speechless. The sky was filled with different shades of pink and yellow as the sun was setting in the west. The trees appeared golden, as red leaves rustled in the cool, gentle wind.

“Tell me.” The golden eyes stared into hers, as he had swiftly ran in front of her. Those eyes were just as furious as hers had been at the mention of her real name. Yet, they also contained something else, pain. Pain of… “Tell me. I must know.” The voice was very calm, having lost its coolness, as now, his only concern was to figuring out how she knew the name his deceased mother has given him.

“Oh… places.” She tried to walk on, but his grip on her shoulders refused to let her pass, “Tell me. Now!” Having raised his voice, the female assassin arched a finely shaped eyebrow, “You don't see me demanding you to explain anything.” She paused and thought, then spoke again, “Let's make a deal. You only call me Himitsu, and I will only call you Battousai. Work for you? This little subject will never come up again.”

The girl seemed to be bored now as the red head replied, “Done!” He released her and she continued walking. The assassin followed close behind her, as he looked back, as though sensing another had been there.

“About time you got back here! Where the hell have you two been all day!” Hiko was extremely annoyed. The two had just returned, after dark, and his most valuable assassins were both in foul moods. There were several issues needed to be discussed. The boss was not pleased having to wait till night time to tell them, “We need to talk about certain things, and the two of you are going about your own business as though there is not a care in the world.”

The two were silent, knowing that excuses would be useless. In their time under Hiko's care, they had learned that. Letting out a sigh, the large man placed one hand on Battousai's shoulder, and another on Himitsu's, “At least you two are back. Let's get down to business.”

Himitsu spoke up, “I need to go take care of my wound first. I went almost all day without anything protecting it.”ã€€AN: sorry, in chapter 6 I forgot about her wound… so please pretend that I did not do that until I go back and edit chapter 6 in a few months time…

The dark eyes of her boss looked at her, and then a simple nod granted her request, “Be quick.” And then she was gone as though she were never there. The red head looked over at the master, “She knew my childhood name.”

“Did she now?” The golden eyes flashed at the sarcastic remark, letting the words fly, “You wouldn't happen to be responsible for that now would you?”

“Don't look at me!” Hiko genuinely said in defense, “I have no clue as to how she knows it.” There were a few minutes of silence, as they waited for Himitsu's return. Both men were deep in thought when she came back, clothed in the same attire.

“What do you want to talk about Hiko?” Her voice contained cold irritation.

Inwardly, the boss chuckled. He always found it so amusing when she was in one of her moods, “I want the two of you to go out and keep an eye on the movements at Nijyoujyou tonight. Preferably, I would like it if you could get inside and get a view of the Emperor in his back rooms. However, the main hallways serve a major problem.” Both nodded as they acknowledged understanding of the “Nightingale Halls” that squeaked like a bird when walked upon, “So, whatever you do, DON'T walk in the main halls. You both are trained to get around, so I will not accept any failure. Try to get information as to why the Imperial Guards were here today. It has to be more than just getting off the property for an entourage to come here. Get some food, and then head out. I don't expect either of you to be back until morning.” The assassins kneeling on their knees gave a small bow forward, and then made their leave.

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AN: Yes, very, very short. I think this will be the last of my updates until I move back home. You see, I am participating in nanowrimo again, and that will be taking up all of my time. (for those of you who don't know what nanowrimo is, visit their site: ) Don't worry! I am not deserting the stories. I just need to wait until I get home, am back on my own computer, and have more free time. Recently, I have been in need of serious studying. Well then, I will quit making up excuses. Until November.

Hotaru

Date finished: October 20, 2005 3:15 PM JST