Rurouni Kenshin Fanfic

Rurouni Kenshin & Samurai X Original Japanese Version ©N. Watsuki/Shueisha * Fuji-TV * SME Visual Works Inc. * Sony Pictures Entertainment

All Fanfics created by Chiruken (me) were written for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

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The Blanket Scenario

Saito & Kaoru

Fanfic By:  Chiruken

 

 

Chapter 7

 

 

 

 

                Kaoru sighed and shifted uncomfortably.  The waiting was becoming unbearable.  “Are my clothes dry yet?”

 

            “Not even close.”  Saito didn’t bother looking at her as he replied.  The rain had stopped.  That was something at least.  This way he could hear anyone approaching the door.  “How is your ankle?”

 

            “Sore, but manageable.”  She smiled a little.  Could it be that Saito was actually concerned about her?  It almost sounded that way.

 

            Saito stood slowly and drew his katana.  “Something’s happening.”

 

            Kaoru gritted her teeth as she pushed herself to her feet.  “I’m ready.”  She gripped the solid broom handle loosely and cleared her mind in preparation for the ordeal to come.  She found herself wishing Kenshin were by her side.

 

            Saito glanced down at her and almost smiled.  Her determination was admirable.  He frowned in the next moment.  What’s this?  He thought in surprise.  The girl had an impressive fighting spirit for one so small and young.  He faced the door again.  “Here they come.”

 

            The door crashed open, the hinges cracking as the men from earlier rushed through followed by three others.  Saito sprang forward in his specialized attack, the left-handed Gatoutsu, a powerful thrusting technique he’d developed on the streets of Kyoto during the revolution.

 

            The men immediately spread out, sensing the danger their supposedly easy prey exuded.  Kaoru, ignoring the pain in her ankle stepped forward and raised her improvised bokken.

 

            Saito’s katana sliced through his first target as Kaoru’s ‘bokken’ smashed her opponent back into the wall where he fell in a crumpled heap.  Three more stepped through the door to take their places.  Kaoru gasped and backed up two limping steps.  This didn’t look good at all.  There were just too many of them.

 

            Saito spun to take out another attacker and grimaced as more emerged from the other room behind Kaoru.  She was doing remarkably well with her broom handle, but her luck couldn’t last.  These men weren’t the kind to care whether she was female or not.

 

            Kaoru knew the situation had become dire, but she wasn’t about to give up.  Her expression darkened furiously as one of the thugs kicked her basket aside.  “My mushrooms!”  With an enraged shout she sprang forward to face the culprit.

 

            Saito blinked in surprise, momentarily distracted.  The girl was much too preoccupied with her fungus.  He winced in sympathy at the loud crack her improvised bokken made when it connected with the offending man’s head.

 

            Kaoru drew herself up to her full height.  “Don’t underestimate me because I’m a woman.  I may look small and weak, but I’m Kamiya Kaoru, the Assistant Master of the Kamiya Kasshin Ryu.”  The three men approaching her froze and stared at her.  “Though I may appear as fragile as a delicate blossom, you will soon see I won’t fall so easily!”  Putting words into action, she dropped the three with laughable ease.

 

            Saito stepped over the last of his opponents and approached her.  “Your…ah…technique is most unusual, tanuki girl, but quite effective I see.”  He couldn’t keep the amusement out of his voice as he spoke.

 

            Kaoru frowned at him.  “What are you talking about, Saito?  The Kamiya Kasshin Ryu may be different from your technique, buy the principles of kendou are universal.”

 

            Saito cleaned his blade with a smirk.  “Are they now?  Perhaps.  However, I’ve never seen anyone use tactics quite like yours before.  I admit they’re highly effective, Kaoru-chan, but they are unique.”  At her puzzled look he gestured towards her with his saya.

 

            She looked down and blushed hotly.  “Oh my…“  She quickly pulled the edges of the jacket closed again as she sank to the floor in an embarrassed heap.

 

**To Be Continued…**

 

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Author’s Notes:

 

1.Gosh I love fanfics!  Improbable situations arise with each new chapter…and that’s okay because it’s all in the name of creativity!

 

2.Poor Kaoru…this is a particularly rough scenario for her, isn’t it?  Very embarrassing, ne?

 

Definitions:

 

bokken:  wooden sword

 

kendou:  swordsmanship

 

saya:  sheath