Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Honest Nothing ❯ Misguided ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: I, sadly enough, do not claim ownership over any of these characters.

A/N: I'm so sorry it took me so long to update, and not only did it take forever, but this is a short chapter. But I have a good reason, really. My father just passed away, and I'm finding it increasingly hard to sit down and concentrate on writing. So, I'm really sorry, but the updating may slow WAY down.

And now the story continues….

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Honest Nothing

Chapter Seven

Misguided

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Aiko's eyelids slowly closed, her weariness finally overcoming her. Her eyes agreed with her body in telling her that it was time to fall asleep, that she could only take so much before her body would eventually totally just give up.

And so, she wished Okita a simple good night before heading off to her room that he had made for her to say in. Aiko smiled gloomly as she noted with odd satisfaction that the room she was going to be sleeping in was almost entirely like his old room in the Shinsengumi compounds: blank, bleak, boring.

"Some things never change." She chuckled softly before slipping into her futon and blowing out her candle.

Her hand slowly lifted up to brush away the strands of hair that were in her eyes before lowering to land comfortably onto her old scar on her side. Her eyes took on a more distant look as she whispered out her usual nightly words.

"Good night Souji."

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Okita watched as Aiko sleepily stumbled to her room. A slight smirk graced his lips as he remembered the other times when he was the cause of her weariness. His smirk grew in size as he mentally recounted each and every memory that left his poor Aiko in such a state.

With his eyes closed, Okita laid down onto his back, his arms crossed underneath his head to give himself a pillow. His smirk fell into a frown as the happy memories he could remember slowly ran out. With the happy memories depleted, all that remained for him to watch over again was the day that she had left. Okita scrunched his face at that thought, it wasn't something he normally would look over.

Letting out a deep sigh, Okita slowly stood and made his way to his own room. He paused only momentarily in front of the shoji to Aiko's door before continuing on to his own.

Later that night, while he was lying face down in his futon fighting for sleep, Okita came to the decision that he couldn't keep Aiko. He could never keep her, and he could never see the child that he had fathered. If he kept Aiko he would surely break her. And he could never meet his child, because if he were to see his own creation of flesh and blood then he would break.

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Dark gray eyes narrowed slightly at the disturbing news his spy was telling him. It unsettled him how it seemed to be a page from the past. How could this happen? He had distinctly told her not to go to that town under any circumstances. Perhaps what disturbed him the most, was that it was so familiar.

"You are dismissed."

He needed time to think, to find a way to correct this probable problem he now faced. He needed to find a way to teach the girl to stop disobeying him.

The only true problem was, was that he couldn't interfere directly himself, and he couldn't send anyone that she would recognize. Thus meaning he couldn't send out his most trustworthy followers. But he did have to get her out of that town, as he would not allow the past a second time at pass.

A grim smile played at his lips as he suddenly knew what he had to do. It was brutal, true, but it had to be done. There was only one person she would never expect, one person who she trusted with utmost faith.

Her sister.

And he knew she would never see it coming. Would never see that her sister would be working against her.

And so, his twelve year old Takara would thus become his most important possession.

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Takara moved with her subtle grace, her fluent movements appearing to be nothing short of a mesmerizing dance. She didn't fight like her older sister, true she favored the twin daggers like Aiko, but she didn't use her abilities with the resentment that Aiko carried. The things she learned excited her, made her crave for more. Which is why she now found herself out in the open meadow, practicing the moves she had already learned by heart.

Takara panted heavily from her exercise as she slowly laid herself down into the meadow grass, completely shielding her from any prying eyes. The melody of the wind as it played with the strands of grass brought a sense of divine serenity to her ears.

Blank eyes moved to the sky, seemingly to search for something that wasn't there. Takara moved her arm under her head so that she could rest at least half way comfortably. Her lips moved silently as she whispered her unspoken question to herself.

"Nee-san? Where are you?"

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"I hope your doing something that's more enjoyable than I am Takara." Aiko sighed into the stale air in Okita's room. As her standing in this manly threshold was nothing more than having to stay in her new room, she was incredibly bored. She didn't even have Okita here to play as servant for her every whim since he was supposedly out on patrol with one Saitou Hajime.

With boredom seeping out of her pores, Aiko fidgeted until she could take it no longer. "Oh forget this! I need to get out and into the sunlight." Jumping to her feet, Aiko quickly made her way to the shoji and tossed it open. A smile lifted the corners of her mouth as she breathed in the fresh morning air, "Aw now this is more like it"

The sun's rays warmed her cool cheeks as she welcomed the heat. But little did she know that she should have stayed in her room on this warm spring day.

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"Interesting…"

"That's what I heard!"

"I wonder what they did in there?"

Two pairs of eyes landed on the third as the full implications of the last question popped into their heads.

"But I thought Okita-san wasn't that way."

"Well, she IS confined to his room."

"Is it lunch time yet?"

A pair of sighs escaped two mouths as the pair wondered how food could always be on the third's mind.

"Do you think Hijikata-san is doing this purposefully?"

"But I thought that Hijikata-san and Okita-san…muph…"

"Don't say that! He might order you to commit seppuku for it!"

"What are you three doing?" A forth voice reached them.

The other three turned their heads and looked at the forth almost guiltily until they noticed who it was that the voice came from.

"It's puppy-kun!"

"I thought Hijikata-san had you busy with laundry again?"

"Did you happen to bring lunch with you?"

"Yep, but I finished early!" Tetsu called as he walked up to the three.

The three looked at him, all with a disbelieving look on their faces.

"Okay, so, the laundry's not quite finished, but I heard you guys talking and wanted to know what about."

"Okita-san and Hijikata-san."

"The girl Aiko-san."

"Food."

A slight frown crossed Tetsu's face as he heard the name of the girl that was supposedly staying in Okita's room. If these three were talking about her, then that meant that they knew things. As it was, every time he tried to ask Hijikata about her he always told him that she was just a nuisance and not to expect her to be staying for very long. Yes, he was always the last person to find things out.

"So what about her? Do you guys know why she's staying here?"

Nagakura turned to Tetsu, his face turned serious with a hint of wisdom in his eyes. He pointed his index finger skyward, as if to give the impression that what he was about to say would be deep and meaningful.

Too bad it wasn't.

"Rumor has it that she's Okita-san's sex slave."

However, Tetsu was unable to hear whatever it was that Nagakura had just said, as a pair of strong hands were firmly clamped over his ears.

"Shhh, don't say that around of puppy-kun's virginal ears!" Todou chided Nagakura as he removed his hands from Tetsu's ears.

Nagakura gave him a look that clearly stated what he thought of that remark.

Tetsu looked at the three questionably, he knew what sex was, and he knew what a slave was. So did that make a sex slave some one who would go find some one for you to have sex with? It seemed logical enough for him, but he still had his doubts on that matter, so he decided to ask.

"What's a sex slave?"

All three men's jaws hit the floor. Now how were they going to explain this one to him?

Luckily, or not, Nagakura was the one to explain it for him.

A look of lecherous wisdom graced the smaller mans features as he leaned back and placed his hands on his hips. "My dear innocent puppy-kun, a sex slave is just that, a slave to the carnal desires of man."

Tetsu, for his credit, was able to keep a straight face for a few seconds before he promptly covered his ears and turned to leave to return to his laundry.

Nagakura turned innocent hamster eyes to his two friends, "What?"

Shacking his head at his friend's antics, Todou looked over at Harada and sighed, "Lunch time?"

"FINALLY! ! !"

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The moist ground was starting to seep in through her clothes and dampen her skin. But she could deal with that. What was really starting to get on her nerves though, was the fact that the breeze was causing her damp clothes to freeze her. That, on the other hand, was something she didn't want to deal with.

"Soooo, coooooold . . ."

Takara mentally weighted her options, she could stay on the ground and continue to be lazy for the rest of the day and get out of her father nagging. However, she would undoubtedly freeze herself to the bone if she stayed, and unintentionally turn herself into a human icicle. Thus meaning she would miss dinner, and that would bring on her fathers wrath. Or, she could return now and get into a pair of clean clothes and face her fathers nagging early and get it done and over with.

For some reason, turning into a human icicle didn't seem so bad . . .

Heaving a long, drawn out sigh, Takara slowly stood up and stretched out her sore muscles.

"Might as well get it over with."

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"Where is that girl?" The leader ground out between clenched teeth.

"My leader, I'm sure she's just out practicing with her daggers again." One of his followers nervously voiced his reassurances that the younger daughter handed decided to follow in the older ones steps in being rebellious also.

The leader of the ninja clan moved to stand by the window, his gray eyes dull all as he watched his many followers outside practice with their many weapons. But that was the way he liked it, fundamentals were the first steps to true gratefulness.

Without turning his gaze away from the opened window, the leader voiced his simple command to his attendant, "Go find her."

"Yes leader."

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Aiko sat down at the edge of the engawa, lazily watching as the clouds drifted across the blue sky. Mentally matching each cloud to any animal that it resembled, much like she had done when she was younger.

It was a nice day, Aiko silently concluded. Sunny and comfortable warm with a slight breeze, a breeze strong enough to only play with lose strands of hair. Making it appear as though each of those lose strands of hair had a life of their own, with lazy friends and family laying besides them.

Noises of men's grunts and groans floated across the afternoon air from, where Aiko could only guess, the dojo. But that was all right, as the sky gave her something to watch, the noises gave her something to listen to. But in the end, her curiosity won out over her and she soon found herself following the path that the noises seemed to be coming from.

She didn't make it that far however, as she suddenly found herself surrounded by a very odd couple of men.

"You're her!"

"Okita does have a sex slave!?"

"So you really are real."

Aiko watched in dumbfounded confusion as the three men quickly moved away from her and into a huddle. She didn't know whether to be scared or truly confused, as the whispers she heard indicated that she was the subject of discussion.

"I just want a normal day…" Aiko lamented.

Tbc.

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This chapter was hard, really really hard! It seemed like, every time I got on to try and write on this chapter, some one would pm me!

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Next chapter:

And once upon a time, life was good, then everything went wrong.

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Character Notes:

Aiko: There really isn't much to say about her in this chater.

Okita: I don't think I actually have him in here except for the present time Okita . . . odd.

Harada: He's my wittle nin come pup! Along with Toudo and Nagakura!

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To my reviewers: Monster cookies for you both!

Ione_girl: no citrus in this chapter, just sorta a lot of filler. Lol, well, I'm glade you liked the chapter. Would leave a longer review, but you know, its like, 2:30 am right now.

Alicja: Thank you muches! I'm glade to hear you like my story! And look, I'm updating right after I got your review!

Mysticinca (aka lillithan): Yeah, gee, I wonder why you liked last chapter so much too? Lol. Sorry, no glass of lemonaid, but I do have filler, if you want some of that. Lol.

Venora Strikes Again: SQUEE!! Thank you!! And yes, procrastination is my bestest best friend in the whole wide world. Ione_girl is writing a wickedly awesome good story, called "where are you know" its about Okita too. She also is the original creator of the character Aiko. But yeah, that is a great Okita story, and I suggest you read it sometime!

Lasaire: Well, um, thanks, I think… Yeah I know it's a little mixish between PMK and RK, but in all due time I will edit it all, and cure my story of those blemishes.

For everyone else who is faithfully reading my story, I love you people, even though you seem to have a phobia of reviewing. Lol.

Fanfic by inca_dove

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