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Bring Me to Life	By : Ookami13 Category: +S to Z > Samurai Deeper Kyo Views: 7467 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: All right, so I lied� I�ll just post all of the re-write,
okay? Tell me what you think, please! O-chan
Chapter Three:
Boys Will
Be Boys
The man in the doorway regarded her with an indifferent look, his
orange eyes glaring at her as though she�d just invaded his
territory.
Wait... orange eyes?
Mr. Tamanori had stood to nod his head at the young man that had
just walked in, a soft smile on his face, �Welcome back,
Shinda-san.�
Yuya blinked, �What!�
�Yuya-san, meet Shinda-sama,� Toge said, gesturing to where
the young man stood, �Shinda-sama, this is Shiina, Yuya-san.
Just came in a little bit ago. Where�ve you been?�
The one revealed to be Shinda said nothing, his orange eyes
indifferent as he fixed a glare on Yuya, and the bounty huntress had
the feeling that he could see right through her, just like Kyo
managed to do.
Upon closer look, Yuya saw that Shinda was far shorter than Kyo,
about the same height as Mr. Tamanori. He had dark hair with
red highlights on either side of his face, having been tied in a sort
of bun with the two red strands framing his face, accenting the
mixture of amber and orange eyes. His lips were drawn in a fine
line, his high cheekbones somehow looking out of place, but Yuya
couldn�t place what was wrong with him. She looked down at
his left hand to where he held his sword, which happened to be only a
little shorter than Kyo�s Muramasa.
�Is there something wrong?� He asked, and Yuya swore
that if his eyes were red and his hair were completely black, he
would look exactly like a younger version of Kyo in Kyoshiro�s
body. Even his voice sounded the same.
Realizing he�d spoken to her, Yuya shook her head, �N-no!
I was just...�
�You were with a group before. Why are you separated from
them?� He interrupted as Mr. Tamanori took his place back at
the table.
Yuya felt flustered, feeling a blush rise on her cheeks, �You
were spying on me!�
�I wouldn�t bother watching you,� he said, giving her the
once over, �I would have to be blind and deaf to even consider
being in the same room as you.�
She couldn�t believe her ears. He even came up with the
same insults as Kyo did. If she didn�t know any better, Yuya
would have thought Shinda to be Kyo�s long lost son. She
stared at him in disbelief, watching as he continued to look at her
with disinterest.
�So? Where�ve you been?� Toge asked again, tapping
Yuya�s shoulder when Shinda made no move to answer, �You gonna
finish your soup?�
Snapping out of her thoughts, Yuya looked down at her unfinished
soup, �Oh! Yes, yes I will. It�s very good.�
�Of course it is. I made it.� Toge smiled, pushing
in his chair and grabbing a headband from his pocket and tying it
about his head.
Mr. Tamanori looked at Shinda, as though trying to study him to
guess his next move, �Might I ask why you were watching Yuya-san?�
�That road is mine.� He said, taking a piece of bread
and starting to eat it like an apple.
Mr. Tamanori quirked an eyebrow, �And how do you figure that?�
�It�s the road that we came on,� Toge said, sitting down
next to Yuya, �Shinda-sama doesn�t like anyone else traveling
that road. Or rather, he doesn�t trust anyone that comes down
that road. Keeps thinking people are following him.�
�From four years ago?�
Toge shrugged, watching Shinda out of the corner of his eye,
�People that are after Shinda-sama are known to have a waiting
period before directly coming after him.�
�I see. And you think people are still going to come after
you after all these years?�
Shinda continued eating his bread, sword still clutched in his
left hand as Toge answered for him yet again, �Of course.
That�s why people keep coming to ask to �adopt� him. They
only ask for me because they know I won�t let him go without me.
I�m just the bonus. All they really want is him. I
think it�s mostly because he got to see Oni-...�
�That�s enough, Toge,� Shinda said, having finished his
bread and was glaring at the tiger, �it doesn�t matter what or
who I have seen. Let�s go.�
�Go? Where?�
�Outside so I can break your neck with more witnesses.�
He said calmly, heading out towards the dining hall, the door
slamming behind him.
Yuya gave a mixture of a sigh and a growl, �Gee, what�s his

problem?�
�He�s been through a lot, Yuya-san,� Toge said, giving her a
questioning look, �how old do you think I am?�
�Excuse me?�
�Just wondering. How old do you think I am?�
�Eh... twenty.� She said, watching him nod a little.
�And how old do you think Shinda-sama is?�
�Twenty-two.�
Toge shook his head, �Nope. We�re only two years apart,
and I�m nineteen.�
�Oh, so he�s twenty-one, then.� Yuya said with a
smile, finishing her soup.
�Wrong again, Yuya-san.� Toge smirked.
About to exclaim how nineteen plus two was twenty-one, Yuya was
stopped when Mr. Tamanori spoke, �Don�t fall for Toge-san�s
mind games, Yuya-san. Though they don�t look it, Toge-san is
nineteen; however, he is also older than Shinda-san.�
She blinked, �What!�
�Yes, I know it�s hard to believe, but Shinda-san is older
than he appears. If not in his physical state, then in his
mentality for certain.� Mr. Tamanori said, gesturing to the
door that led back to the dining hall.
Allowing herself to be led through the halls Yuya looked at the
stones, one in particular catching her eye, but she didn�t feel
like bringing it up at the moment. Right now all she wanted was
a soft bed with the ability to wake up whenever she wanted.
While she�d been lost in her thoughts, she hadn�t realized that
Mr. Tamanori had been speaking to her.
�I�m sorry, what did you say?�
He smiled as he stopped in front of a door, �I said you can have
this room. You seem so tired, I thought you would want a room
away from most of the boys.�
�Thank you,� she smiled, noticing only one other door in the
hallway, �what�s that door for?�
�That? That�s where Toge and Shinda-san sleep.
Shinda hates loud noises, and the other boys aren�t exactly the
quietest. You don�t have to worry about either of them
walking in, though. They keep to themselves for the most part.
If you hear yelling, just ignore it. Boys will be boys, after
all.�
She nodded, knowing that fact all too well, �Thank you again,
Tamanori-san. You�ve been a real help to me. If there�s
any way I can repay...�
�That won�t be necessary,� he cut in, �just rest.
Stay as long as you wish. Shall I send someone to get you for
dinner?�
Yuya shook her head, �No thank you. I�m too tired.
You can get me up for breakfast, though?�
�All right. I can do that. The bath house is down
the stairs to the left of your door if you�d like to use it.
If you�d like to take one before bed, I suggest you go late at
night. There�s an early riser right down the hall and it
isn�t Toge-san.� He said, watching as Toge waved before
going into the room he shared with Shinda.
�I�ll be sure to do that,� Yuya smiled, �thanks for
everything.�
He nodded and headed back down the hallway as Yuya opened the door
to her room and stepped inside. In front of her was a futon,
running parallel with the wall to her left. Along the opposite
wall was a vanity with a wash basin and a pitcher sitting beside it.
Sighing, Yuya shrugged out of her kimono and was about to don the
sleeping kimono that had been provided when the door opened and she
found herself face-to-face with a half-naked, wet, orange-eyed
teenager, quickly covering herself with the sleeping kimono.
�What are you doing in here?�
She blinked. The nerve of him! Oh yes, he and
Kyo would definitely have quite the time together.
�Me! Tamanori-san gave me this room!�
�What he didn�t mention is that this is my room.�
Yuya shook her head, �He said that you and Toge-san shared a...�
�When I feel like it, and when Toge doesn�t piss me off.
Now out.�
Unable to believe her ears, Yuya fumbled for the words to shoot at
him, but they refused to escape her throat as she realized something
that she�d somewhat overlooked earlier:
He was naked.
All right, he wasn�t completely naked, but he might as well have
been for all he wore was a white towel about his waist. His
hair was also wet, but it had been tied back up into the bun he�d
worn earlier. Other than that, Shinda wore nothing, and Yuya
had to stop herself from thinking what a certain hitokiri would look
like if he were in this situation.
�Well this is my room now. You can have it back
when I leave.�
�No,� he said, taking a few steps towards her, �leave this
home and never think of it again. I am warning you; not as
someone who gives a damn, but as someone who wants to see his enemies
fall within his lifetime, which will not be possible if you remain.
Leave, and tell no one that you saw me here. Tell not my name
nor what I look like. Do you understand? Leave this
place. It is the first peace I have ever had, I will not
have you bring chaos to it.�
Yuya watched as he turned to leave, a scar on his left shoulder
catching her eye; however, he was gone before she had the chance to
ask him about it, not that he would have told her anyway. It
amazed her how alike he and Kyo were, and she figured that, like Kyo,
he had his fair share of secrets.
Secrets she was determined to figure out.
But that didn�t explain the �warning� he�d given her.
Why would she want to leave a place like this? What sort of
enemies could a seventeen-year-old boy have? Besides he
was right, the place was peaceful, and she liked it; however the best
part about it was:
No Kyo and no Benitora. No one to steal her wallet, no one
to spy on her in the bath, and no one to call her names. Pure
and utter peace at last.
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