Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Shattered Hearts, Broken Dreams ❯ Devastation ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
By: misaoshiru 
Death brings more pain to the people around the victim than to the actual person... Meeting someone in a bar tells you that they have something they want to forget, much like you.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.22.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 890 | Visits: 226 | Status: Completed
Death brings more pain to the people around the victim than to the actual person... Meeting someone in a bar tells you that they have something they want to forget, much like you.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Romance / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 08.22.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 890 | Visits: 226 | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Don't own it. Can't wait for volumes 19-21 of the manga to come out in English. Still don't own it.
Based on the manga. Quotes may be from either the manga or OVAs; the one used in this chapter's from Tsuiokuhen episode one.
Shattered Hearts, Broken Dreams
Chapter 1: Devastation
Akira, my childhood loveare you still watching me? Even now, after I have betrayed your memory by marrying another man? Please, don't be angry with me, please forgive me. I haven't forgotten you, but I have a new love now. He does not replace you in my heart, I promise. But, I feel the love I share with him feels truer, in a way that is impossible to express.
The day you proposed to me was truthfully the happiest day of my life, though I felt it hard to express my true feelings. Similarly, though, the day I received word of your death was a living hell for me. I was devastated. Actually, devastated doesn't quite describe it; I don't know if the words exist to tell how I felt. But it was only a matter of days until I ended up in Kyoto, although I didn't really know what I would do from there. I did know one thing, though, and that was that I would somehow find your killer and get revenge. I would rip his dreams to shreds using the shattered pieces of my heart. Little did I know that his dreams had already been broken by the bitter truth of life, although his will refused to break
Kyoto was not an easy place to live I suppose that could be expected of any major city where a war was taking place. Because of the danger, though, I tried to remain secretive about my goals, and over the entire time I stayed there I only told them to one person, a man who said he would help me to get my revenge. He would take care of killing the assassin, the Hitokiri Battousai; all I had to do was find him. But that was sure to be difficult because, as proven by your death, he was very efficient and never left witnesses. So I guess what happened next was sheer luck
After your death, I began drinking in a feeble attempt to ease the pain. I suppose it worked, at least for a short time, but it always left me with more of an ache afterwards. Anyway, one night while I was at a bar trying to drink the pain away, some rough-looking guys started to flirt with me. Their breaths reeked of sake and their manners were appalling. I ignored them, as always, but then something unusual happened. A petite redheaded man - no, he looked more like a boy - stood up to them and commanded that they pay for their drinks and leave, and, surprisingly enough, they obeyed, if only because they didn't want the entire bar against them. The boy soon left as well, and, in my drunken state, I followed him, wishing to thank him for his actions in the bar. When I finally caught up to him, I saw him fighting against a shady looking man dressed in black. The redhead was trapped, arms pinned to the sides of his body by a length of chain connecting his opponent's two swords together. My heart sank; it appeared that this boy was to be another young victim of Kyoto, like you But what I saw next took my breath away. I haven't a clue how he did what he did, but somehow he managed to break free of the chain and took one of the two swords it connected to each other, slicing his foe in two from the head down. I was stunned, speechless, but as soon as I was able to speak again, my own words startled me. You I started, and he turned around, staring at me. The look in his eyeshe was just as shocked as I was, though I'm not quite sure whyI really don't know what went through his head that night, but as I stared into the eyes of the man I now knew to be your killer I continued. You made the bloody rain fall And everything went black.
Author's Notes
It's beyond belief, a multi-chapter fic from me, the (self-proclaimed) queen of one-shots. Interesting story about how this came about: I have wanted to write a KT fic for ages (it is my favorite pairing), but I've had absolutely no inspiration. But one day, I found myself thinking about a fanart on Elfwood that I really love (http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/fanq/m/a/malisa2/picture_043.jpg.html) as I was finishing a thirty-two ounce Mountain Dew and waiting in the car, and out of the blue I was inspired to write this. Strange but true. Anyway, I know this chapter is short. Future chapters may be short too; it just depends where I decide to end off. As always, constructive criticism is welcome and reviews in general will be appreciated. That being said, see you next chapter!
Based on the manga. Quotes may be from either the manga or OVAs; the one used in this chapter's from Tsuiokuhen episode one.
Shattered Hearts, Broken Dreams
Chapter 1: Devastation
Akira, my childhood loveare you still watching me? Even now, after I have betrayed your memory by marrying another man? Please, don't be angry with me, please forgive me. I haven't forgotten you, but I have a new love now. He does not replace you in my heart, I promise. But, I feel the love I share with him feels truer, in a way that is impossible to express.
The day you proposed to me was truthfully the happiest day of my life, though I felt it hard to express my true feelings. Similarly, though, the day I received word of your death was a living hell for me. I was devastated. Actually, devastated doesn't quite describe it; I don't know if the words exist to tell how I felt. But it was only a matter of days until I ended up in Kyoto, although I didn't really know what I would do from there. I did know one thing, though, and that was that I would somehow find your killer and get revenge. I would rip his dreams to shreds using the shattered pieces of my heart. Little did I know that his dreams had already been broken by the bitter truth of life, although his will refused to break
Kyoto was not an easy place to live I suppose that could be expected of any major city where a war was taking place. Because of the danger, though, I tried to remain secretive about my goals, and over the entire time I stayed there I only told them to one person, a man who said he would help me to get my revenge. He would take care of killing the assassin, the Hitokiri Battousai; all I had to do was find him. But that was sure to be difficult because, as proven by your death, he was very efficient and never left witnesses. So I guess what happened next was sheer luck
After your death, I began drinking in a feeble attempt to ease the pain. I suppose it worked, at least for a short time, but it always left me with more of an ache afterwards. Anyway, one night while I was at a bar trying to drink the pain away, some rough-looking guys started to flirt with me. Their breaths reeked of sake and their manners were appalling. I ignored them, as always, but then something unusual happened. A petite redheaded man - no, he looked more like a boy - stood up to them and commanded that they pay for their drinks and leave, and, surprisingly enough, they obeyed, if only because they didn't want the entire bar against them. The boy soon left as well, and, in my drunken state, I followed him, wishing to thank him for his actions in the bar. When I finally caught up to him, I saw him fighting against a shady looking man dressed in black. The redhead was trapped, arms pinned to the sides of his body by a length of chain connecting his opponent's two swords together. My heart sank; it appeared that this boy was to be another young victim of Kyoto, like you But what I saw next took my breath away. I haven't a clue how he did what he did, but somehow he managed to break free of the chain and took one of the two swords it connected to each other, slicing his foe in two from the head down. I was stunned, speechless, but as soon as I was able to speak again, my own words startled me. You I started, and he turned around, staring at me. The look in his eyeshe was just as shocked as I was, though I'm not quite sure whyI really don't know what went through his head that night, but as I stared into the eyes of the man I now knew to be your killer I continued. You made the bloody rain fall And everything went black.
Author's Notes
It's beyond belief, a multi-chapter fic from me, the (self-proclaimed) queen of one-shots. Interesting story about how this came about: I have wanted to write a KT fic for ages (it is my favorite pairing), but I've had absolutely no inspiration. But one day, I found myself thinking about a fanart on Elfwood that I really love (http://elfwood.lysator.liu.se/fanq/m/a/malisa2/picture_043.jpg.html) as I was finishing a thirty-two ounce Mountain Dew and waiting in the car, and out of the blue I was inspired to write this. Strange but true. Anyway, I know this chapter is short. Future chapters may be short too; it just depends where I decide to end off. As always, constructive criticism is welcome and reviews in general will be appreciated. That being said, see you next chapter!