Subject: [KFFDisc] Yet another fic bit that will probably never get written... Just something from my diseased mind.... Date: Thu, 04 Mar 1999 03:40:51 -0500 From: JD Farber Reply-To: kenshinfanfics@egroups.com To: Kenshin Fanfics List Oh well.... It's like Metallica said. Nothing else matters. * * * * * * * * 15 years to shape a world, five seconds to shatter it. It was all the man could do to not break down in tears as he walked the streets of Tokyo, seeking the only solace he could think of. If anyone who knew the man in question saw him, they never would have believed their eyes. Ragged and wild eyed, it looked like he hadn't gotten any sleep in ages. Then there was the blood covering his shirt. One man to bring it all, One man to silence. He never really thought about it before. It always was a constant in his life. Now, that one constant, that one good, holy, and pure thing was gone. By his own hand. One act to end it all, and in the darkness... the darkness. The man collapsed to his knees, either unaware, or uncaring, of the gashes he tore into his legs. Nothing else mattered. She was gone. He looked up to see the one place where he would find either salvation or damnation. He didn't care which. He threw himself at the barred doors with reckless abandon, praying that he would find someone -- anyone -- there. The doors opened, and a man came walking out with a lantern lit. When he saw who was on the ground, shirt stained with blood, fresh tear tracks falling down his cheeks, Kenshin had to take a step back. "Ke... Ken... Kenshin....." the man stammered, not quite sure of what to say in this situation. "Kenshin.... h.... h.... help me..... Please..." Kenshin, for his part, was silent. Stunned beyond belief at the sight infront of him, he was unable to form the simplest of responces, beyond extending a hand down to the man, helping him inside the Kamiya home. Once the man was inside, Kenshin made sure the door was barred before shouting out for everyone else. Yahiko and Kaoru gasped in disbelief at the sight before them, but Kenshin quickly directed them to get a spare futon and some blankets, some cool water compresses, and the like. As they ran off to comply, Kenshin took the man into the dojo as gently as possible, barely hearing the half whispered "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...." As soon as everything was gathered, and the man was laid down on the futon, everybody leaned forward, mouths open to issue forth the list of questions they all had. The man, however, beat them all to it. "Oh gods, I killed her. It's all my fault. I killed her. I'm so sorry." Kenshin paled as he ran his hand across his left cheek, remembering a night like this one almost 12 years ago. He stood abruptly, silenting motioning the others to leave. "Please... Tell me what happened tonight? Tell me what happened....... Saitoh." * * * * * * * * * I don't know... This kinda stemmed from me, just thinking about what it would take for Saitoh to become a bit more like Kenshin. And then, when I was listening to Metallica Black, after reading 'Unforgiven', 'Nothing Else Matters' came on, and another daemon possessed me, and this was born. Oh well... Just a personal note, Saitoh is, by far, my favorite character. -- JD Farber email: sabreb@erols.com alt email: 0gatotsu@saitoh.zzn.com Shinsen Gumi wa Shinsen Gumi, Ookami wa Ookami, Soshite, Hitokiri wa Hitokiri... ------------------------------------------------------------------------ eGroup of the Day: Aframjews - a discussion group about African American Jews http://offers.egroups.com/click/236/0 eGroup home: http://www.eGroups.com/list/kenshinfanfics Free Web-based e-mail groups by eGroups.com