|All bets are in
Author: Wild rogue PM
Jin, a swordsman is trying to make life equal because everyone believes him and all beings like him are evil and should be expunged. please review if you read. :Rated: Fiction T - English - Fantasy/Adventure - Chapters: 3 - Words: 3,962 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 06-20-12 - Published: 04-19-12 - id: 3014821
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Hi, sorry it took so long to update, I generally update slow. Anyways enjoy the chapter. ^_^
As the two walk threw the quaint town, Jin can't help but notice all of the food stands that he passes and with each one he grew more irritated with the pint size girl leading him away from them.
A smell crept into his nose like a spider creeping into a web full of flies. The smell pulled him in one direction with the girl pulling the ropes leading him in another. Yes, yes, dumplings, my favorite. Nose flared, Jin's mind wandered off to his sweet dumpling sanctuary. "Hurry up. You're taking to long."
Jin's eye twitched angrily, "where are we going anyway, I want to get some food before I..."
"Before you become even more useless than you are now, not possible. Just keep moving because unless you have money, you won't be eating anything in this town."
Jin's eyebrows lowered. "Ok, I've had enough of this, I'm going." When he begins to walk away the ropes snagged. "Let go of the ropes."
"sure." She let go, and he started off. "Oh, but if you plan on eating anytime soon you'd better visit one of the towns beside ours, food isn't cheap here. Your best chance is to stick with me."
He waved goodbye, not bothering to turn back around. "I'll take my chances with the next town."
"Oh yeah, I might have forgotten to tell you, the next town is about sixty miles away from here." She grinned widely.
Jin turned around sluggishly and sighed. "You are an evil little girl."
She grabbed the ropes and pulled him down energetically. "I'm ok with that."
After walking for a while Jin's stomach reminded him of why he was still walking in the first place.
"Where exactly are we going," he asked the little girl.
"We are here."
Looking around he only noticed a small corner store and a few houses. "This is where we are going." His eyes narrowed and his eyebrows lowered.
"Allow me to correct you once again; this is where you are going."
Question plastered across his face, the girl decided to continue on.
"Right," she massages her forehead. "What else could I expect from a Wani? You are going to slip into the back of this shop and grab as much food as you can before you get caught."
"I don't know" he contemplated going through with it at the back door. An orchestra conducted by his stomach quickly allowed him to make up his mind. "I'm in."
"Great," she smacked him on the back thrusting him forward to the door. She was much stronger than an average little girl, or an average grown man for that matter.
Jin's eyes grew large and a bead of sweat began accumulating on the side of his face. He reached forward for the doorknob slowly licking his upper lip. The sweat bead traveled its way down when he twisted the knob and nothing happened. He stepped back and scratched his head, "it's locked."
She threw her lollipop to the ground angrily, "of course it's locked they aren't just going to leave their door wide open for just anyone to wander threw!"
Leaning forward he took a second try at the lock. His knuckles cracked as his fingers wandered closer to the knob. Now just inches away he swung his arm back allowing scales to coat it and swung forward. Moment's before it made contact the little girl stopped his hand.
"What do you thing you are doing." She shouted.
"Opening the door" he pointed at the knob.
"Unlock it you idiot."
"Oh, right." Intently, he stared at the knob. "I need a key" she sighed and plucked a scale from his transformed arm to hand it to him. "Ouch," he looked down and grabbed the scale, "oh."
After fiddling with the scale for a while he got the door open. Drool slipped from the corner of his mouth when he discovered all the ham, beef, sushi, and dumplings he could wish for. Cautiously he snuck in and once he'd established that he was alone, he went about picking up anything and everything that he could carry.
A string of sausages hung from his arms clinging to the boxes of dumplings he'd crammed under his armpit. Jin swiftly inhaled the dumplings lying on the table and looked for a space in his arms to fit the sushi. Once he felt he had all he needed, plus a belly full, he heard the door shut. Looking behind him he saw a grisly looking man who was easily twice his size with all the extra weight being in muscle. A large cleaver knife resided in one hand and a knife sharpener in the other.
He smiled viciously but his teeth were surprisingly white.
Jin's mouth opened to speak but his words only formed a mumble. "I... uh... bye," he sped away to the front door though he didn't go far when he found his feet running on air. Head turning to the side, he winced when he saw the man holding him above the floor with an angry look on his face. "Ha ha ha." He laughed nervously. "When you hear this you are going to laugh." He swallowed when he noticed he wasn't laughing with him.
"You are going to pay for stealing my food." The large man raised up the giant cleaver knife.
Jin shielded with his arms, and moments later he realized he was alive and in one piece. "Huh." The man was handing him the knife.
"You are going to pay for all that food you ate by working in my shop until your dept is paid."
"This sucks" he complained as he scratched his hairnet and cut a piece of raw beef.
Moments later the back door was shoved open and a loud voice angrily yelled. "What the hell is taking so long," stomping in, she stops when she notices his lunch lady attire. "Huh?" robotically, she inched her head to the side, dreading to see the large man standing just yards away. His eye's beamed down on her intently until she finally broke. "Uh... hi...Saki san."
"Hina!" Saki shouted angrily
"I hate you," she mumbles to Jin as she scrubbed the grease from a black pot.
"Oh really, because you were definitely in my top ten favorite people." He remarked sarcastically. He looked back at the bloody meat and the cleaver he was using and suddenly dropped everything. Jumping back and falling to the floor, a frightening image popped into his head.
Blood was everywhere, a little boy's head lied feet away from his body and it was his own sword that was drenched in red. Images of women and children screaming and running away from his blade haunted his mind. Jin averted his attention to his shaking hands covered in the blood of beef. Black and white memories seeped in despite his attempts to drown them out. "Please don't kill me I have children," a woman pleaded. He slit her throat anyway and wiped the blood from his hands.
Gasping to catch his breath from the startling past that haunted him with every passingreminder, he smudged the cow's blood off on his apron and rose to his feet.
Hina, eyes wide looked at him with confusion. "What just happened?"
He scratched his head and laughed timidly, "I just tripped," She knew it was more than that but frankly didn't care so she continued on washing the dishes.