[yaki-nori]
by moonclaimed
A Chance Meeting
"Excuse me?" A polite voice inquired lightly, interrupting Shindo Hikaru’s pleasant walk. Surprised, Hikaru turned towards the source of the voice: it turned out to be a slight man-shorter then Hikaru, even-with bright red hair pulled loosely to the back of his neck. He had a gentle smile on his face and a sword at his waist.
Oh. And he was see-through.
"Wah!" Hikaru yelped, jumping back and banging into Waya.
Waya batted at the younger teen’s head, "Watch where you’re going!" he complained good-naturedly, then paused as he noticed the other’s expression. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah," Hikaru replied, staring nervously at the samurai ghost waiting patiently for him to finish his conversation. Hikaru bit his lip and shifted from foot to foot before plastering a bright smile on his face and blurting out, "Sorry, gotta go, bye!"
With that, he turned on his heel and ran around the corner. He breathed heavily for a moment and slowly looked up. He cursed when he saw that the apparition had followed him.
The small spirit gave a disarming smile and chirped out, "Sessha is known as Himura Kenshin." He bowed and turned bright eyes on Hikaru, "Sessha noticed that you moved out of the way when sessha passed by-that you could see sessha, de gozaru yo! So sessha was wondering if-"
"You’ll never replace Sai! You’re not Sai! I don’t want you: go away!" With a last heated glare the boy turned on his heel and marched away, his shoulders back and chin held high. He muttered to himself angrily, "Some little, weirdo, dead guy trying to replace Sai, will he? Why I aught ‘a..."
Kenshin stared after the boy, bemused. "I was just going to ask where the nearest dojo was located, de gozaru..."
A Chance Meeting
"Excuse me?" A polite voice inquired lightly, interrupting Shindo Hikaru’s pleasant walk. Surprised, Hikaru turned towards the source of the voice: it turned out to be a slight man-shorter then Hikaru, even-with bright red hair pulled loosely to the back of his neck. He had a gentle smile on his face and a sword at his waist.
Oh. And he was see-through.
"Wah!" Hikaru yelped, jumping back and banging into Waya.
Waya batted at the younger teen’s head, "Watch where you’re going!" he complained good-naturedly, then paused as he noticed the other’s expression. "You okay?"
"Y-yeah," Hikaru replied, staring nervously at the samurai ghost waiting patiently for him to finish his conversation. Hikaru bit his lip and shifted from foot to foot before plastering a bright smile on his face and blurting out, "Sorry, gotta go, bye!"
With that, he turned on his heel and ran around the corner. He breathed heavily for a moment and slowly looked up. He cursed when he saw that the apparition had followed him.
The small spirit gave a disarming smile and chirped out, "Sessha is known as Himura Kenshin." He bowed and turned bright eyes on Hikaru, "Sessha noticed that you moved out of the way when sessha passed by-that you could see sessha, de gozaru yo! So sessha was wondering if-"
"You’ll never replace Sai! You’re not Sai! I don’t want you: go away!" With a last heated glare the boy turned on his heel and marched away, his shoulders back and chin held high. He muttered to himself angrily, "Some little, weirdo, dead guy trying to replace Sai, will he? Why I aught ‘a..."
Kenshin stared after the boy, bemused. "I was just going to ask where the nearest dojo was located, de gozaru..."