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Saturday, December 18, 2004


Random RK02 Fic-age
Because I'm bored, and covered in paint.

And yes, Higurashi IS a wuss. XD

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"Fifteen bucks says that the hanyou's going to back out," Catie Storm said, her head propped in one hand and doodling idly in the corner of her notes.

Kennichi Himura didn't glance up, but chewed on the end of his pencil thoughtfully. After a moment of consideration, he scratched out an answer and then flipped a few pages in his textbook. "Kage's not a coward," he said simply.

"Maybe not, but he sure can run away from commitment," Catie said, still doodling. "This is the second year in a row he's said that he was was coming and he's not."

Kennichi made a noncommital noise as he typed some numbers on his calculator. "He hasn't canceled yet."

"He will." Catie crossed her arms and rested her head on them. "Fifteen bucks says he stays in Japan."

"I don't gamble with money." Kennichi closed his math book with a sigh. "Nor with lives, either, so you can take that smart retort you're formulating and shove it, Storm."

Catie smiled despite herself. "Everyone is bailing on us, 'Nichi. After the finals things are really gonna change."

"Not too much, if you ask me," Kennichi said, sitting back in his chair. "It will be a relief to be normal, don't you think?"

"And Kenshin thinks *I'm* delusional," Catie snorted. "'Nichi-kun, none of us will ever be normal. Clones, demons, werewolves, vigilantes, ninja assassins ... you think this shit will stop because we're out of high school?"

"Yet you're the one who thinks that this vacation is a good idea," Kennichi snorted.

Catie shrugged. "You Himuras run from the lunacy. I embrace it head-on. At least this vacation will be ... dare I say it... interesting?"

"Normal can be interesting," Kennichi protested.

"Remember last summer?" Catie asked. Kennichi frowned at her.

"You mean that mess in Chicago?"

"No, I meant last summer. You proved my point so effectively, too. All of us... we define ourselves by our battles. There will be periods of peace and quiet, there always are. But we will never, ever be normal." Catie sat back and smirked. "We're defenders, 'Nichi-kun... not defendees."

"I don't think 'defendees' is a word," Kenshin Himura said, seating himself beside Catie. "What's up?"

"Wagering how much of a wuss Higurashi is," Catie said, tucking her pencil behind her ear. "Care to add to the pot?"

"I hardly think it's appropriate to call a warrior who went toe to toe with the strongest demon in the sengoku jidai a 'wuss'," Kenshin said coolly.

"See?" Kennichi said. "I don't know why--"

"I think "pussy" more accurately reflects the sentiment," Kenshin said with a grin.

"All right!" Catie crowed as Kenshin gave her a high-five. "Score one for the K-man!"

Kennichi stared at Kenshin, completely aghast. "I ... think that the 20th century has corrupted you completely."

The red-headed reincarnation of the Battousai shrugged. "Did you really expect it not to happen?" He reached over and snatched Catie's notes before she could protest. "Mm. What have we here?"

"Bastard!" Catie shrieked, making a vain grab for her notebook. Kenshin's eyes lit up at her bored scrawled doodles. "Drake would pay such money to have hard copies of these."

Catie's violet eyes flared dangerously and even Kenshin's god-speed didn't save his ponytail. Catie had it in a death-grip in seconds. "I. Know. Where. YOU. SLEEP."

Kenshin was laughing so hard it was near impossible for him to speak. The sheer malice in Catie's voice wasn't helping matters either.

"Give her notebook back, 'niisan," Kennichi said tiredly. "I'm on the bottom bunk so whatever her retribution is I'll have to deal with the fallout."

"Wimp," Kenshin said.

"So help me God, if Drake ever finds out..." Catie was still growling.

"Okay, okay, I give I give!" Kenshin gave up the prize, still grinning. Despite the lackof hard evidence, he could still blackmail Catie with just the information.

"I hate you and I hope you burn," Catie spat, hugging her notebook protectively to her.

"Uh-huh." Kenshin grinned cattily. "So, where are we going this year?"

"Montana."

"Be serious, Storm."

"I am. You freaks of nature never pick a spot, so since I was in charge of accomodations I thought Montana would be a nice change of pace."

Kenshin glanced at Kennichi. "Tell me she's joking."

Kennichi shrugged. "I would, but I don't think she is."

"Great. What's in Montana?" Kenshin sighed.

"Stuff. So, taking bets on Kage-kun?" Catie asked.

Kenshin reached in his pocket. "I've got a fiver."

"Just what is going on over here?" Mr. Richards, the science lab instructor, walked over, his hands on his hips.

"A betting pool, Mr. R. Care to get in on it?" Catie responded with a grin.

Mr. Richards crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "You are impossible, Miss Storm. Please refrain from gambling on school grounds. And don't you three have homework you should be doing? This *is* study hall, you know..."

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