Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ I Don't Care ❯ I Don't Care ( Chapter 1 )
[ P - Pre-Teen ]
I Don't Care
Author's Notes: Heya! Yes, this fic is called I Don't Care, but those words are so significant in Ruroken. They are the three words that make Kenshin feel accepted in this world. We all use the words without a second thought, but they just play such a big part in Rurouni Kenshin. Happy reading! Kenshin's POV.
I Don't Care.
Those three little words give me so much hope. Both Kaoru and Misao have spoken them to me. They are such milestones in my life.
“I don't care who you used to be!…”
Kaoru told me when I first saved her from Gohei. I couldn't believe that someone wouldn't care that, I, Himura Kenshin, was Hitokiri Battousai. Yet, this young woman would risk her life and not care. I was mesmerized, curious, and some other unknown force pushed me to stay. That's what I did.
The last thing I expected was to hear those very same words spoken by another young woman in Kyoto. I had met Misao and was staying at the Aoi-ya with her and the rest of the Oniwabanshu. After she found out that I was Hitokiri Battousai, I left. But, just before my departure, she said to me defiantly,
“I'm not the type to care about people's pasts. Whoever you are, the man I met wasn't hitokiri, but just the rurouni, Himura.”
When she spoke, my back was turned so she couldn't see my face, but my heartbeat quickened and my mind froze. My eyes were wide with surprise, regret, and… memories of the one I left behind. I couldn't move. All I thought was… Kaoru. Her words were ringing through my head. She said that to me, and I've never forgotten. I mentioned to Kaoru what she told me when I left her, but I don't think she grasped the full meaning of those words… or the effect they had on me. She changed my life forever. Something inside me awakened, that I thought was long gone when I heard Kaoru's words. She did that to me. She was like the warm spring that melted away the cold, bitter winter inside of me. It was the first time that I felt forgiven, felt free. When I snapped out of my reverie, I chuckled. My sad, slightly bitter chuckle. Misao got mad at me so I told her why I laughed. I simply told her,
“Someone left behind in Tokyo said the very same thing. To hear it again, here in Kyoto, was not… expected.”
“… was not… expected.”
(Back to Kenshin)
I Don't Care.
Small words, big meanings.
End Notes: Well, sorta angsty, I know. Has the title begun to make sense now? This is just so significant a part that I had to write about it. Misao and Kenshin never really show how they feel, so I had to do something about that. I mean, no one can be so happy-go-lucky like Misao all the time. I know I might have made Misao seem a little too understanding, but I feel that she could really understand. She conceals her feelings beneath a cheerful mask, and Kenshin behind his rurouni façade. You first get a glimpse of Misao's not always cheerful side during Jinchuu in book 24. She was sitting on the well, crying and saying, “We said we'd spend time to together, you said you'd be waiting, Kaoru-san.” It was at night after everyone was asleep, I'm sure it was because she didn't want anyone to know how she really was. On a more cheerful note, I sort of took a line from Fruits Basket. Anyone willing to guess which? Leave me a review with your guess and I'll get back to you. BTW, the line isn't an exact quote, it is revised, but it's similar. Just so you know, as I was writing, that line just struck me as perfect. (Hint, Hint. It's from the second book.) Ta!