[Image] Rurouni Kenshin Fanfiction ML [my space] Home | Search | Start an eGroup | Help | Login [Image] group info members messages chat talk calendar links database vault polls [ Index ] [ Forward ][ Source ][ Delete ] [Previous] 20 of 370 [Next] 1:06 AM Wed Subject: Ex's Yahiko fic 26 From: RobinKloster Aug 98 [click here] Click Here! [Image] e-@anime-genesis.com Muahahahahaha.......well stop a while from writing KoF:RK Style!! for a moment.. instead whipped up another fic....ohohohohohohoho... This fic is a continuation of Yahiko : Beyond Retribution posted er......erhm..... one month ago??? Well and judging from the ending, I just have to add another eps to it.......^_^ This is very very different from KOF : RK Style!!!. So please proceed on with careful step. This is dark, angst, anger, and some other things which I don't know.......just have to keep in touch with my daaaaarrrrkkkkkksideeee muahahahaahhahahaha...... Enjoy......... >>>>>> Yahiko Myojin : Beyond Retribution <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< > > Written by Ex (e-@anime-genesis.com) > > Characters copyrights of Nobuhiro Watsuki. > Any similarities to real life > incident is purely coincidental. > >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>><<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< ------------ Yahiko Myojin : The Nightmare begins --------------------- Ahhhh........my blade drew blood as I expected it too. Turning around, I could see the so called Hiko Seijuuro the 13th master of Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu. How my heart beats with joy when I first saw him, Kenshin's master, ever so strong, so cool and so powerful. I wanted to vomit when these flashback returned to my mind. Yet now, my heart again filled with joy, seeing the great Hiko holding onto his shoulder painfully. The smell of his blood was different from the rest. The very odour of it electrified my body. The beautiful color red slowly enveloped my eyes again as my own blood flowing freely off my forehead. I should be dead by now, but somehow I survived. Then it came to me, Hiko has reversed his blade in the last moment of his attack. I grinned. A grin not of human origin, but of the devil himself. Slowly, I returned to my attacking stance, the fires in my eyes flaring brightly. I could see the surprised look in his eyes. The utter shock from his body fills my nose. Must be the shock of me still standing. How stupid of him to expect me to be weak. I'm not the Yahiko of the past. No more the weakling, no more helpless, and no more needing protection. Slowly, Hiko returned his katana to the sheath, putting his left foot forward, his head turned slightly back. I knew that stance. I've seen it before. Before my very eyes, the move which Kenshin used so many times to protect his loved ones, the move which rendered his enemies paralysed, injured, yet preserving their lives. I've never thought I would one day see the Ama Kakeru Ryu No Hirameki again. But here I am, seeing it once more, facing it with my very life. "Saa, playtime's over then, Hiko-sama?" He did not reply nor even looked at me. I could have guessed. But then what better technique to train against other than Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu's ougi. I could feel Hiko's kenki growing and growing. The moment could be any second now. I prepared myself. "Yahiko, gomen nasai........... AMA KAKERU RYUU NO HIRAMEKI!!!!!!" I excitedly joined in. "KISEI NO TENNOTSUKAI!!!!" **************************************** "Tsubame, do you know where Yahiko is?" Saitoh asked, filling Tsubame's face with cigaratte smoke. "Are you going to find him?" Tsubame asked desperately. "Yes." Then, her face looked sad as she slowly looked towards the solid floor where they stand on. Her very thoughts afraid of what this man will do. "Are....are you going to kill him?" "Yes." "Is it too late if......." her sweet voice whithered off. "Yes." Tsubame hung her head lower, sparkles of jewels began dropping to the floor. She hoped Yahiko would returned to what he was 10 years ago. She had hoped, and was hoping for the past 10 years. Every day and night, she dreamt of the funny stubborn Yahiko coming in to Akebeko carrying that usual cheeky smile. And with that cheeky smile, she hoped to see those caring and lively eyes of his. But 10 years, she had dreamt of it for 10 years. She felt like giving up, giving up hope on the man she so passionly loved. But whenever she felt so, she could see the young Yahiko running around Akebeko, his smile brightening up her life, his cheers filling up her heart. She could not give up hope now, no, not now not ever. Saitoh looked at Tsubame, the emotionless wolf stood there, his scheming eyes glittering under the sun. Slowly he took out Tsubame's hand and left something in them before leaving as quietly as he came. Tsubame looked at her hand, as horror and shock coursed through her body and mind. Saitoh grinned one last time before totally disappearing. ****************************** Sanosuke sat meditating as usual. For the past 10 years, he has been staying in the forests which once was the Sekihoutai's base. With each and every passing day, he dwelled deeper into the web of his own illusions. Thinking that perhaps, he could forget whatever has happened. Sagara taicho, Kenshin, Kaoru, Megumi. The last time she saw Megumi was when she slapped him before leaving Kamiya dojo for something he said. He thanked the wonderful heaven every time he thought of it. For if not, the same fate would befall his angel. Yet, after that incident, he lost his courage, his will, his friends. He had lost hope in life. No one knew of his whereabouts. He was prepared to live through his life here, hoping one day he'll get to see Sagara taicho, Kenshin and Kaoru again. He cursed at himself. Looking at his handicapped hand, he let out a sigh as he slowly drift again to his own fantasy world. ******************************* Where am I?? Doko ni? I awoke with sweat covering my body. Quickly surveying my surrounding, I could see I was back at my place. I could still feel my every bones screaming with pain in my body. Yet I must be strong. I must be. Gathering my remaining strength, I stood up, dragging myself back to the place which I've called home for the past 10 years. A home within the forest of Tokyo, the place which was my living hell. With each and every step I took, more blood appeared from my mouth. Yet I spit them out as like they were water. But then again, they were like water to me. I looked at the trail of blood I left behind. Then I looked at my blood bathed body. I could see the beautiful red covering my skin and body. I could smell their sweet taste. I could reached out to touch them. Their taste became more apparent as I slowly put my bloodfilled fingers into my thirsty throat. Suddenly, a tear drop rolled down my left cheek. Stunned and surprised, I could not understand why. I stood like the dead itself frozen by time. Again, another tear rolled down. What is happening?? I dropped to my knees, the contraction in my mind began once again. Again, Kenshin and Kaoru appeared. And again I witnessed their deaths. But this time, I saw something different. Something which I did not see before. I saw Kenshin and Kaoru coming towards me. I was taken aback as I sat back, trembling, shivering not with fear, not with excitement. I do not know why. Suddenly, I can feel Kaoru's arm slowly wrapping around me. I could feel the softness of her kimono brushing against my blood stained face. Again I shed another tear. "Yahiko kun......" Kaoru spoke fairly softly. "Yahiko." Kenshin looked me straight in the eyes. NO!!! I yelled aloud. This is a dream!!! I know this must be a hallucination of some kind. They are dead!! My eyes saw it! Quickly, I took out my katana which was still covered with Hiko's blood and plunge it deep into my hand. The howl which I gave frightened the very surrounding trees itself as they hid behind the shadows. I looked up, and they were gone. Yet I still could not understand the tears which kept flowing out of my eyes. I held my head as the pain returned. The agonies, the pain. These were the only two feelings which I came to know for 10 years. Taking the blade out of my hand, I swing it at the very grass, I slashed at the very wind itself. I swing again as though fighting an invisible opponent. I swing and swing hoping to connect something with it. Yet I found nothing to stuck my insane blade in. Slowly, I could only see red, the very red began covering my eyes again. I quickly wiped them off with my hands, but they kept appearing. Slowly the red became black as I felt my knees gave way. Then my arms, and slowly my body went numb. I dropped to the open field. ******************************* "Sanosuke.....Sanosuke......." Sanosuke slowly open his dreamy eyes. The unshaved beard of his covering his mouth, filled with scraps of leftover food which he ate. Seeing no one, he slowly closes them. "Sanosuke.....Sanosuke........" Sanosuke opened his eyes once more. Fear, joy and those mixed feelings suddenly bombarded every piece of his mind and heart. He could not tell which is which, but he knew tears were rolling down his cheek. The hopeless eyes of his suddenly lighten up with life and spirit, those of Sagara Sanosuke. ******************************** I slowly opened my eyes. My head could still feel the pain from a while ago. Yet now I find it resting upon something soft. Then, I realised I was on my bed. My wounds bandaged. I sat up, alarmed as I looked around. Suddenly, the door opened, letting the wind blowing in gently. At the door, appeared an angel, a beautiful angel. My angel. "Yahiko kun, you should be resting..." Tsubame ran in, her concerned voice burying itself deep within my mind. Quickly, she wrapped herself around me. I wonder why? My shoulders felt drops of water then. Tsubame was crying. Then it occured to me again. Quickly, I pushed her aside. Standing up, I quickly put on my bloodied hakama as my hand grabbed the 2 katanas which have been my companions ever since. Tsubame asked why. Her tear filled eyes looked at me. I didn't look back as I always did. Slowly I took my step out of the door, pain still searing within my body. But in my mind, I know tonight is the night of retribution. Kuno's retribution. "Tsubame, forget about me. I am not worth it." With that I left her alone again. I ran as my tired legs could, blood dripping from my wounds. I could hear every drop of my blood touching the ground, as the earth itself called out my name. The name which have killed so many lives in the past few years. Lives which I took to perfect my skill, my new found art of budo. Their screams gurgled in my mind, screaming, screaming, screaming and screaming. I ran faster with every step I took, eager to finish it once and for all. Only then will I know peace, only then will he find retribution. ******************************** "Kuno Tokimatsu. The man who single handedly destroyed Kenshin." Saitoh stood outside a small hut. A hut so old that people thought it was for the dead. Never did he realise the great Kuno would have spent his live like this, no family, no friends. Saitoh slowly opened the door. Inside, he could see nothing but a single bed, some old clothes and a picture. Sleeping soundly, he saw a dirty looking girl, her face full of dirt, her hair unwashed for God knows how many years. Yet something caught Saitoh's eagle eyes as he stared blankly upon the picture. ******************************** I ran and ran, tired but determine, my directions clear to me. Tonight is the night. I've finally found him. The last pathetic student of his, so easily dispatched off. Thinking back how his flesh opened up eases the pain in my mind. Tonight, I will end his life. Then in front of me, another man hoping to stop my mission. Quickly, I brandished my katana as I ran faster towards him, preparing to end his miserable life. "Yahiko!" I stop dead in my tracks as I realized whose voice it was. The gangster of Tokyo, a survivor of the Sekihoutai. Sagara Sanosuke. I lowered my katana. His eyes gazed upon mine. I could see a different man, a different Sanosuke. A man reborned, his spirit revived, he stood tall and proud. "WAKE UP YAHIKO!!" I could not hear a word he say. The screaming inside my head totally blocked out his voice. I could only see his lips moving, shouting perhaps. But I could hear no voice. "Yahiko, please wake up from your nightmare, onegai." Sanosuke pleaded. I could see the change in his eyes, the sadness and the guilt. Guilty of leaving me alone to bear all the pain, shoulder all the weight. I sneered back, my white teeth showing itself, my fiery eyes burning brightly. Already, I could see Sanosuke going into his stance, his left hand holding back by his waist. The 'Futae no Kiwami' techinique it must be. I shivered once again as my bloodlust took over my senses and thought. With a battle cry, I charged in, my arms flailing the katana in my hand. ************************************* At last. The time is near, my cause near completion. Finally. My breathing began to deepen, harder and faster. The build up within my body causes my blood to boil, my senses heightened. I could visualize my victory now. Yes, I could see the sun without covering my eyes again. I could feel the fresh air once more, not the bloody smell of death any more. I slowly put my hand ready to open the door when, "Yahiko Myojin, wanted for mass murder, killing and assasination." The voice struck a chord in my stone cold heart. I turned around to see yet another person standing in my way. The Wolf of Mibu looked at me, his eyes locked onto my very body, my very eyes, eyeing my every move. Saitoh took out his sword, holding it with his left hand. I could see his technique very well now. The 'Gatotsu', Saitoh Hajime's infamous 'Gatotsu'. I drew my own blade as well, welcoming Saitoh to death embrace as I've welcomed so many. "Tonight everything ends here, Yahiko Myojin." "Ahhh..." I licked my lips. "Yes, tonight everything will end here." *************************************** >>>>>>>> NOTICE <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< > > All characters belong and are copyrighted by > Nobuhiro Watsuki and Sony entertainment. > Kenshin and Kaoru's killer is just a mere creation > with no relevance to the original storyline. > Ah, as usual flames and critics can be sent to > e-@anime-genesis.com > >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> ____________________________________________________________ List Site: http://www.findmail.com/list/rkfanfics/ To unsubscribe, send to rkfanfics-unsubscrib-@makelist.com FREE group e-mail lists at http://www.findmail.com [Image] [Previous] 20 of 370 [Next] [Image] [Image] T-Shirts! | Privacy | Legal | eLerts | Advertise | About eGroups