Hello! :D I'm still alive, and with another update of On the Wrong Track! :) I must apologise for the amount of time it has taken; I've fallen out of the fandom and inspiration hasn't struck for ages. I am, however, determined to see this through; it's just gonna take a while. Anyway, enjoy! Sorry it's a bit short, but I'm already half-way done ( Read more... )

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LJ doesn't seem willing to get its head out of its ass so I posted the next part here;   http://surrenderdammit.deviantart.com/art/OnTheWrongTrack-pt11-147597181

Where had she come from?

She had appeared so suddenly, and brought with her years of trouble. It was almost amusing, in a way.

But who was she, really?

He didn’t believe for one moment that she was something simple as an over amorous stalker. But although she was a stranger, she knew much more than his name. She noticed things he had not allowed ( Read more... )

Kenshin paced back and forth, growling in utter frustration at the situation he found himself in. Jineh was dead; the mad former Assassin he had confronted in the warehouse last night. But so was, almost, a certain stranger that had caused him enough trouble already. She was lying peacefully asleep in Sano’s bed, no wounds but a severe magical ( Read more... )

It took Kaoru a while to realize she was in over her head this time around. It hadn’t been enough for her to realize it when seeing Sano on the train with him, following them to their hotel and even stalking them at 2 in the morning - arriving at an abandoned warehouse. No, it wasn’t until a man whose eyes glowed in the dark appeared, seemingly out ( Read more... )

Looking up civilians was quite easy, Kenshin knew. Their history, their lives, was not as complicated as that of a mage simply because the records of their time alive had no magic woven into it. Not because some of them didn’t possess any of it themselves, it was just the matter of successfully merging it into their lives. As it turned out, however ( Read more... )

So, maybe working for the Law wasn’t all it was cracked up to be, Himura Kenshin begrudgingly admitted as he stared at the piles of papers covering every inch of his desk.

But he was needed here, wasn’t he? Who else would be around to make sure mistakes weren’t repeated? Few had lived through the Revolution; even less seemed to remember the ( Read more... )

“Are you this early every day sir?” Kaoru asked, trying to sound genuinely curious as she handed Himura his morning paper after a polite greeting. “I barely have time to unpack the papers before you’re here!”

The red-head laughed, tucking the paper under his arms and winking. “Please, no need to call me sir, boy. My name is Himura Kenshin. But ( Read more... )

I'm a bit...nervous. tomorrow school starts for me again. it'll be the last year of "high school" (although, the Swedish school system is a great deal different from the American so it's not really high school....more like three years of mini-University slowly coming to and end).

I'm sad to say it'll probably give me a lot less time to write. but if ( Read more... )