Disclaimer: I don’t own Ruroken. I know… big surprise. Especially since I’m not Japanese…

Vow

Fury burned within the ex-hitokiri as his blade sliced down and killed the man. Ten seconds had erased ten years of atoning, because he couldn’t let this man kill an innocent child.

There’s no turning back, now. I’m a hitokiri… a mad dog… And mad dogs must be put down...

Shishou, I must find you…

Then a shout drew him, and the world drew sharply into focus…

Chou was still breathing...

I didn’t break my vow…

It never occurred to him that if he’d truly risked being lost to the blood, he wouldn’t have risked everything in the first place…

Author’s Note: Just another 100 word fic… mostly because I wanted to see if I could still write them. Not up to the old caliber, sadly, but it will suffice…

Dewa mata.

Sirius