Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Kenshin's Sister ❯ Shinta Shinomori ( Chapter 1 )

Kenshin's Sister

 

 

Chapter One

 

Shinta Shinomori

 

A boy was running though the market. He looked over his shoulder and saw four guys after him. But then the boy bumped into Misao Makamachi. She turned and saw the boy on the ground trying to get up.

 

“Watch where you're going, buddy. I am not in the best of moods right now.” The boy started to stare at the walking stick Misao used to hold her up.

 

“Could I borrow this for a second?” But before Misao said anything the boy grabbed the stick and Misao fell to the ground. She looked up at the boy with anger but then saw him fighting the four men. His swordsmanship resembled a lot like Kenshin's Hiten Mitsurugi style and Aoshi's Kodachinitou style. (I really don't know what you would call Aoshi's swordsmanship style is but in many of the sites I went to they said that Kodachinitou was the name of the style of his technique. If its wrong please tell me and I'll be more than happy to change it.)

 

“Wow, kid, you're good. If you are that good then why were you running?” Misao said after he had beaten up the four men. He blushed.

 

“I am sorry about your stick; I guess that it couldn't handle my mother's sword technique. I was only running from them because my mother's reverse blade sword is getting repaired.”

 

“Did you just say reverse blade sword?” The boy nodded.

 

“They maybe rare, but my mother is one of the owners of a rare type of sword. But she is ill.” The boy started happily then ended sadly.

 

“Oh, is she going to get better?” He shook his head “Oh, I am sorry.”

 

“Don't be, I am just hoping to find my father before she passes away. But if it is ok, could I repay you by buying you lunch?” Misao nodded.

 

They walked into a restaurant and they were lead to a table. Once they sat down they ordered their food and then started to eat.

 

“Hey do you know where your father maybe?” Misao said after they finished eating.

 

“Not really but I think that he maybe here in Kyoto. I don't know why but this is where my parents met about ten years ago.” Shinta sighed.

 

“Oh, I think that I will help you look for him, if you don't mind? I know a lot of people here. Sorry but we haven't introduced ourselves. I am Misao Makamachi, leader of the Oniwaban group.”

 

“A pleasure to meet you Miss Misao, I am Shinta Shinomori.” They shook hands but then Misao looked as if something just smacked her in her head.

 

“Shinomori….? Misao's voice trailed off.

 

“Yeah, do you know a man by the name of Aoshi Shinomori?” Misao looked shocked but then nodded.

 

“Is he your father?” She asked a little hurt.

 

“Yeah, please if you know where he is, please you have to tell me. My mother's life is endanger. He is the only one that can help my mother recover.” Misao looked at Shinta and into his eyes.

 

`Why didn't I notice it earlier, he looks like Aoshi? There is no way that he is not Aoshi's son. I mean he has the same face structure and has Aoshi's beautiful blue eyes. But he has black hair with red highlights. I have to tell Aoshi that his son is looking for him.' Then she looked at Shinta again. “There is a shine that he goes to everyday. I will take you there if you want to go right now.” She saw that his eyes glittered.

 

“Yeah, I already paid, let's go.” Misao nodded. They exited the restaurant and walked toward a small shine. They walked the stairs to the shine. A tall man with brown hair was walking out of the shine but stopped when he saw Shinta and Misao.

 

“Lord Aoshi, there is a visitor for you. I have to help Gramps I will see you two later.” Then Misao turned to Shinta. “That's Aoshi, if you didn't recognize him.”

 

“I don't know how to thank you. You have done so much for me. Thank you Miss Misao.”

 

“Don't sweat it. Now go talk to your father. I will see you later.” With that said and done she walked away. Shinta turned to Aoshi.

 

“So what are you doing here Shinta? I thought that you were suppose to stay with your mother.” Shinta's eyes lit up and ran into his arms.

 

“How did you know that it was me? I've grown since you last saw me.” Shinta was crying but he was happy.

 

“I know that my son, but you also have to remember that you look a lot like me when I was your age. Now how is your mother? And why did you leave home?” Aoshi looked at his son. Then Shinta's happy tears were not happy any more. Aoshi then looked down at the ground. “Is your mother dead?”

 

“No, but she is very ill. All she wants right now is you. So I went out looking for you so that you could go see mother again. And father, why didn't you come back. Mother waited four years for your return.”

 

“I'm sorry but I have been busy and I could not have left. And how ill is your mother.” Shinta looked at his father angrily.

 

“Why do you say `your mother' she is your wife and she does have a name. Father, forgive my rudeness.”

 

“No, I deserve it. I have no right to make an excuse for not going to see Sorimika. I would think that now she is angry at me.” Shinta then shook his head.

 

“Mother would never be mad at you. She just misses you a lot. I really don't know much longer mother is going to live.”

 

“Then I will be leaving tomorrow to go see her. Are Sorimika and you still living in the same dojo?”

 

“Yeah, mother would not give that place up for the world. She said that you and she had a lot of fond memories in that place.” Aoshi blushed slightly as he remembered his past with Sorimika.

 

“Yes, I guess that you could put it all like that.” Shinta looked at he father confusingly.

 

“Father, I will not ask anything of mother and yours past. But you will leave to see her tomorrow?”

 

“Of course, my son. But why do I feel that you are not coming with me?” Shinta looked down.

 

“Well Father, I have also promised mother that I would inform Uncle Kenshin about mother.” Aoshi nodded.

 

“I will have Misao take you to the Kamiya Dojo in Tokyo. But we can talk more later. I'll introduce you to everyone at the Aoiya.” Aoshi said placing a hand on his son's shoulder. Shinta smiled and for once in a long time Aoshi smiled back.

 

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Sorry I had to do that. Please don't flame me. This may be very confusing at the moment but I'll try to have better chapters. I thought of this story a long time ago but never finished the first chapter so please bear with my weird messy story. All will be clear soon. Please no flames and stuff. Now please if you would be so nice review the first chapter so I may continue. Thanks.