Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Snow ❯ Midori's Journey ( Chapter 16 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Serenitychan13 
Midori is closer to her beloved than she realizes and stays in a small village to look for him.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.29.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 797 | Visits: 191 | Status: Completed
Midori is closer to her beloved than she realizes and stays in a small village to look for him.
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.29.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 797 | Visits: 191 | Status: Completed
Midori didn't know it, but she passed by her husband with less than a passing glance. She barely noticed the little path that turned off the main road. She certainly had no idea that he was sound asleep against a tree, holding a raccoon in his lap, and dreaming about being home with her.
She had been caught in that same storm last night. Her skin was raw and red and her nerves had yet to recover some of their feeling. But still she was going strong. The hope of her beloved husband being in her arms, warm and safe once again, gave her the strength to keep heading for Tokyo.
'Souzou, wherever you are, I'm going to find you and bring you home,' she thought, looking up to the pale winter sun and smiling determinedly. 'I swear it. You'll be home with your family soon, darling.'
She stopped for a while to fish through her bag for one of the rice balls Nanaka made. Well this was a pleasant surprise. This one had shrimp in it. A happy tear came to her eye as she remembered Souzou trying to teach Toshio to make rice balls. It had been a pain in the neck at the time, because of the mess, but it really was cute. He had started shaping them into hearts and stars to impress her. But it was when he started shaping them into little bunnies that she had started laughing. That day had ended with Toshio making her first perfect rice ball.
'I hope I find him soon,' she thought, watching the snow clouds float across the pale sky.
She popped the rest of the rice ball into her mouth and started off again. Her heart, mind and body felt new strength and her outlook had vastly improved. She kept going nonstop until around four in the afternoon. Then she came to a small village that seemed like a good place to stay. It didn't look like there was anywhere else close by. Maybe she would find Souzou here. At least someone might have seen him.
A friendly-looking girl who couldn't have been more than seventeen almost immediately collided with her. After a hurried apology, the girl launched into what was obviously a memorized spiel about the hotel she worked at. She seemed over-eager and, in a word, bouncy.
"Hello! And welcome to Dakara!" she said, her voice loud so it would carry. "We've got the biggest rooms in town! So are you staying with us tonight?"
Midori only got about half the words, but she could form a general picture of what the hyperactive teenager was saying. She had no idea where she was, but she figured she could at least humor the girl. She followed her into a decidedly nice-looking building and before she knew what was happening, she was staying in a room bigger than her own bedroom. Before the girl bounced out of the room, Midori caught her by the shoulder.
"Excuse me, miss," she said quietly. "There's someone I'm looking for and I'm wondering if you've seen them."
The girl tilted her head, blinking her blue-green eyes confusedly.
"I don't know," she said brightly. "I've seen a lot of unfamiliar faces in the past few days. Which one in particular are you looking for?"
"Have you seen a young man of about thirty?" asked Midori. "But I have to say, he doesn't look it. He's tall and he's wearing a fairly unusual uniform. And a red bandanna."
The hyperactive teenager stared at the ceiling for a second, apparently deep in thought.
"I haven't seen anybody like that," she said slowly. "But I'll keep my eyes open and I'll tell you if I see him!"
She gave Midori a smile and bounced away.
'I've never seen anyone with so much energy,' thought Midori, trying to process all the girl had said.
She set her bag down, checked through her things and pulled out her sketchbook. Flipping through the pages, she came to the picture of Toshio lying in her father's lap and smiling as if she had never been happier in her life. Tears came to her eyes and she quickly shut the book to keep from smearing the charcoal. Aside from worrying to death about Souzou, she wondered how Toshio and Sanosuke were doing. She knew Toshio wouldn't give Nanaka any trouble, but Sanosuke had looked like he was planning something when she left.
She had been caught in that same storm last night. Her skin was raw and red and her nerves had yet to recover some of their feeling. But still she was going strong. The hope of her beloved husband being in her arms, warm and safe once again, gave her the strength to keep heading for Tokyo.
'Souzou, wherever you are, I'm going to find you and bring you home,' she thought, looking up to the pale winter sun and smiling determinedly. 'I swear it. You'll be home with your family soon, darling.'
She stopped for a while to fish through her bag for one of the rice balls Nanaka made. Well this was a pleasant surprise. This one had shrimp in it. A happy tear came to her eye as she remembered Souzou trying to teach Toshio to make rice balls. It had been a pain in the neck at the time, because of the mess, but it really was cute. He had started shaping them into hearts and stars to impress her. But it was when he started shaping them into little bunnies that she had started laughing. That day had ended with Toshio making her first perfect rice ball.
'I hope I find him soon,' she thought, watching the snow clouds float across the pale sky.
She popped the rest of the rice ball into her mouth and started off again. Her heart, mind and body felt new strength and her outlook had vastly improved. She kept going nonstop until around four in the afternoon. Then she came to a small village that seemed like a good place to stay. It didn't look like there was anywhere else close by. Maybe she would find Souzou here. At least someone might have seen him.
A friendly-looking girl who couldn't have been more than seventeen almost immediately collided with her. After a hurried apology, the girl launched into what was obviously a memorized spiel about the hotel she worked at. She seemed over-eager and, in a word, bouncy.
"Hello! And welcome to Dakara!" she said, her voice loud so it would carry. "We've got the biggest rooms in town! So are you staying with us tonight?"
Midori only got about half the words, but she could form a general picture of what the hyperactive teenager was saying. She had no idea where she was, but she figured she could at least humor the girl. She followed her into a decidedly nice-looking building and before she knew what was happening, she was staying in a room bigger than her own bedroom. Before the girl bounced out of the room, Midori caught her by the shoulder.
"Excuse me, miss," she said quietly. "There's someone I'm looking for and I'm wondering if you've seen them."
The girl tilted her head, blinking her blue-green eyes confusedly.
"I don't know," she said brightly. "I've seen a lot of unfamiliar faces in the past few days. Which one in particular are you looking for?"
"Have you seen a young man of about thirty?" asked Midori. "But I have to say, he doesn't look it. He's tall and he's wearing a fairly unusual uniform. And a red bandanna."
The hyperactive teenager stared at the ceiling for a second, apparently deep in thought.
"I haven't seen anybody like that," she said slowly. "But I'll keep my eyes open and I'll tell you if I see him!"
She gave Midori a smile and bounced away.
'I've never seen anyone with so much energy,' thought Midori, trying to process all the girl had said.
She set her bag down, checked through her things and pulled out her sketchbook. Flipping through the pages, she came to the picture of Toshio lying in her father's lap and smiling as if she had never been happier in her life. Tears came to her eyes and she quickly shut the book to keep from smearing the charcoal. Aside from worrying to death about Souzou, she wondered how Toshio and Sanosuke were doing. She knew Toshio wouldn't give Nanaka any trouble, but Sanosuke had looked like he was planning something when she left.