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May 1, 1880 - Just before dawn... - The Kamiya Dojo
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May 1, 1880 - Just before dawn...
The first hint of dawn was just spreading across the horizon when the first occupant began stirring within the Kamiya Dojo. Closing the shoji silently behind him, Himura Kenshin stretched lazily, lifting a fist to muffle his yawn. 'Morning already, is it?' He made his way down the engawa, stopping briefly in front of each shoji to make sure that the occupant's sleep remained undisturbed, before continuing on towards the main gate.

Vanishing footprints on the dewy ground followed him across the yard. This was Kenshin's favourite time of day. Just before dawn when the birds still slept soundly in their nests and the world of serenity wrapped around him like a warm blanket on a cold winter's morning. He pulled that blanket tighter around himself even as he stretched his ki across the grounds and even a little ways past the sturdy walls.

He did this every morning; pacing the perimeter of the grouds to assure himself of... well, he was not sure exactly, but the act gave him assurance and that was enough for him at the moment. The days since their last 'adventure' had grown long, and they had settled into a semi-routine of peaceful living that had Kenshin craving more. It was as if by practicing every day, he would eventually learn to master this mundane peace that came so easily to everyone else.

Having reached the main gate and double-checking the locks once again, Kenshin turned back towards the main house, intent on beginning breakfast. The other occupants of the dojo would soon be rising, and he thought it would be best if he at least started the meal before Kaoru awoke. Not that he disliked her cooking, rather, they only had one loaf of tofu left and it was far too early to go into town to fetch another one, that it was.

With that in mind, he paused mid-path and changed directions towards the well. He knew there was half a bucket left inside, but fresh water was always best for cooking. Untying the rope, Kenshin gently lowered the well bucket into the well. Thank goodness he had remembered to return the second bucket to it's place beside the well last night; he would hate to have to go looking for it while everyone was still (mostly) asleep.

Water fetched, he returned to the main house. Skipping over the second step - it creaked something awful on mornings such as this - Kenshin wound his way to the kitchen, mind running through mental lists of recipes and ingredients. Spring had come quickly to Tokyo that year, and with the change of seasons had come a change in the menu. Pots and pans found themselves upon the stove in record time, fresh water finding itself on route to boiling while the old water found itself neatly placed as dishwater for washing later.

Savoury smells had just begun drifting across the room when he felt the other occupants begin to stir. Perfect squares of tofu were tilted into one of the pots, careful to keep from excess splashing. Picking up the small teapot, Kenshin poured out the teacups, taking his own while waiting for the tofu to fully cook. Steam flowed nicely up from the rice, and he let his mind wander a bit while watching it.

Peaceful, quiet, full of good smells and good food... it was going to be a good day.

He hoped.
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From: kamiya__kaoru Date: April 7th, 2005 06:43 am (UTC) (Link)
The soft hint of breakfast slowly found its way to Kaoru’s room. There were not many things that could get the assistant master out of bed so quickly, but Kenshin’s cooking was one of them.

Stretching, Kaoru sat up and surveyed her room and all its contents, or lack thereof. The only person she had ever encountered with a more extreme case of minimalism was Kenshin.

Our efforts and rooms combined, we could pass the bedroom off for somewhat of a regular sight.

Kaoru chuckled softly at the thought as she pulled her covers aside and stood up. She also chuckled at herself, as the thought of waking up in a room shared with Kenshin has become part of her morning routine, entirely unintentional, that is. Not that she minded the thought…she just could not ignore the feeling that her subconscious was purposely teasing her. At least it was a pleasant teasing.

Her sleeping robe was checked, ensuring her decency, before she softly opened the door in case Yahiko was still asleep. She cared deeply for the boy, but greatly cherished the quiet beginnings of mornings spent alone with Kenshin. They both found themselves at their most poetic and reflective when they were able to share a cup of tea as the sun rose. Admittedly, there had been one or two instances where their talk had acquired just a hint of romanticism, which were well cherished.

She pattered softly down the engawa toward the kitchen as the crisp, spring morning air brushing against her cheeks, leaving her fully awake and ready to see her Rurouni.

“My” Rurouni…goodness we *are* getting ahead of our selves, aren't we?

She slowed her pace as she snuck through the kitchen door, her large Prussian eyes immediately searching for her Rurouni.
good_ol_ed From: good_ol_ed Date: December 6th, 2005 05:39 am (UTC) (Link)
A feint rustle in the bushes stirred the morining air. The smell of warm saki bellowed from the bushed as a man rolled slowly out of them.

"Where the hell am I?" The man tried to say without passing out again.

The man was very trim, stood just over six feet, and had the tan skin of an islander. His hair was fairly long and unkept. He was shirtless with bandages covering his forearms and mid-torso and tribal tattoos covering all but his face. The blade on his back looked like a katana but had a slight resemblence to a scimitar.

Krii stood to his feet and swayed a bit as he tried to regain his balance. The events the night before had taken a bit out of him and he needed a place to stay.

He figured he would stumble to the nearest house and pass out for the day...

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