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Shaman Rurouni
It was anything but an ordinary road trip to Izumo. If you call this a normal road trip, then you must have some really weird family.
For Kenshin, it was a little overwhelming. The fact that he was at least one hundred and thirty years into the future from his own time, he was also a shaman. HE was now a link to the spiritual world and the human world.
Kenshin was now also hiding under the table from all the chaos in the camper, even if the chaos had calmed down so Ryuu could drive. Of course, Kenshin's other fear was the table breaking as Ren pounded Horohoro, both of them on top of the table.
Realizations had begun to hit when the drive began. If he was 130 into the future, then that meant the others were dead. At least, in this time. He didn't know if he was ever going to see them again. Could Kenshin get back to his own time? He didn't know anything anymore. Everything that once made sense to Kenshin was now all shattered as more confusion took place.
To make a long story short: Kenshin was now becoming depressed.
Now, as Horohoro and Ren fought, and Kenshin hid under the table that they thought upon to hid from the chaos and be depressed, the table began to tip. None of the three shamans where aware of this.
Until the table decided to fall onto Kenshin's head, as well Horohoro and Ren, still fighting. Kenshin, well, Kenshin was a little unconscious.
"DAMN IT!! HOROHORO! REN!" Laura boomed, quite aggravated with Horohoro's and Ren's little feat. She pulled Ren off of Horohoro and threw him to the back of the camper. Horohoro cased after Ren to continue the fight.
That was, until Laura's fist made contact with the Ainu's stomach.
"Your little antics have gotten out of control. I think both of you better shut the hell up, or I'll have to involve a little bit more pain."
Horohoro whimpered in pain, understanding. Laura glared at Ren, and Ren glared at Laura. Needless to say, the sixteen year old's glare was much more evil than the thirteen year old's, and Ren retreated. But not before muttering "bitch".
"Thank you." Laura said as Ren walked by. Laura dragged Kenshin to the couch and grabbed the bandages. Kenshin just "oro"ed as he sat up, rubbing his head. And then continued being depressed.
Laura hit Kenshin lightly were he had a bump from the table falling on top of him. "Stop being depressed. You're not allowed to be depressed." She said. Kenshin had to laugh at Laura.
"You'll be able to return to your own time. When, don't ask me. I don't know how to use an oujia board."
"How do you-" Kenshin asked
"It's in my blood. I just know this for some reason..." 'And wouldn't be here telling you this if you didn't.' Laura silently added.
She then sat down, fighting with the bandages.
"Laura-dono, I-"
"Don't argue. Don't call me dono. You'll end up with another bump on your head." Laura said, and continued to fight with the bandages.
Kenshin sighed and looked out the window. He was still depressed. He had the right to be.
As Laura fought with the bandages, someone walked up behind her. "Let me help you with that." an unmistacable german voice said.
Laura jumped up, Kenshin fell off the couch, and some chaos ensued.
"Dammit, Faust! You scared the living shit out of me!!!" Laura swore as she handed him the bandages.
"Sorry." the necromancer said. "I guess Ryuu did not tell you that he picked me up."
"No in the hell didn't he." Laura said, not using proper grammer.
"Laura-dono, ORO!!" Kenshin yelled as he got a hit in the head.
"I told you NOT to call me -dono. Next time I'll attack you with tuna pocky made..." Laura had to think a minute.
"made by someone" there. That will do.
Introductions were made, Kenshin a little nourvos of Faust. Well, who wouldn't be? Faust is a little nuts.
As Faust bandaged Kenshin's head, another question came up in Kenshin's mind.
"How did you know that I was a shaman?"
Laura looked at him. "Furyouku." she said. Kenshin just "oro"ed.
"How do I explain this..." Laura said. "Furyouku is a shaman's power. You, Kenshin, have a large amount of it. You are born with a set amount of it, and only if you have even six sense, do you have furyouku, and you can't change it unless you die." Laura said, remembering her teachings from Yohmei Asakura, her grandfather
"Oro?"
"You die, your furyouku rises. You can die artificially, and the furyouku will also rise. You won't learn entirely about this until you have your own personal spirit.. Furyouku is not everything, though. You have to have no doubts about winning a fight, even if the furyouku difference is rediculous. Got it?" Laura hoped what she knew would help.
"Almost... I think that this is a thing that I would have to witness firsthand to understand it a little more, that it is." Kenshin answered as Faust finished bandaging Kenshin's head.
"Oh, and one more thing: never hide under a table that Horohoro and Ren are fighting on. You'll end up hurt." Laura warned.
"Shut up, Miss Personal-experiance....umfph!!" Ren found a fist being pounded into his stomach.
"Leave any and all personal experiances out of this." Laura said and looked at the clock.
Yoh was napping, and had been napping through the whole chaotic moment, woke up. "Hiya Faust..." Yoh said as he began to fall asleep again. Anna didn't object, knowing that all of the shamans her would be put through some harsh training.
That is, if everybody didn't kill each other in the last hour of reaching Izumo.
"I'm hungry..." Horohoro said.
Okay, hour and a half.
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"Sylva, please!! I forgot my money! Could you get me my ticket?!" Karim said.
"Freeloader...." Sylva muttered and bought both tickets. "You owe me for this.... I'm only buying because we have to meet with the one from the past."
"The one one who was called Battosai?"
"Yes. We have to assist him in his part of the shaman fight. Why do we have to have the hard tasks...." sylva said as both he and Karim waited for their flight.
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