I have spent much of the day wrestling with the evils known as 1040. So. *Thud.* No real wit left to try and come up with much. I edited instead.
:So that’s why the Call was so intermittent!: Whickering with glee, Sano pounced, clamping red hair between his teeth. :I found you I found you I finally, finally found you-: Continue reading
Gripping an obviously human ear, Yahiko growled in pure frustration. “You’re human. Why is your hair still red?” Continue reading
Human, Sano thought, stunned, as Kenshin carefully outlined the events of that day and night, the vrondi’s light holding steady as he spoke. He feels… he is… human.
“You wish to know of Pastun,” Kenshin said, ignoring the slow curses of Battousai in his soul.
“The night you were there,” Kaoru nodded soberly, pushing back her sleeves. Continue reading
“You did it!” Yahiko pounced on the man currently dropping chopped vegetables into the evening’s soup, grinning. “I knew you could do it! Baka Guards….”
“Maa, maa, Yahiko-kun.” Kenshin surreptitiously latched onto the boy enough to keep them both from pitching off the edge of the engawa into simmering fish stock. Continue reading