Full Summary: Kenshin already felt enough sorrow and guilt from the death of Yukishiro(Himura) Tomoe, but with the added departure of his recent love, Kamiya Kaoru, the young rurouni just couldn't handle it. Himura Kenshin has made a vow not to kill though, thus he has no reason to really take revenge. So, he leaves the Kamiya Dojo and everyone there. After a few months in Rakuminmura, he has decided to go visit the grave of Tomoe in Kyoto and say farewell as he did to Kaoru when leaving Tokyo. He has decided to take up wandering again, but will end his journey quickly. Unless someone is there to stop him, the swordsman that brought in this new era, will break all ties with our world.

(A/N) Now, as you probally know, I don't like stories with happy endings. So if you're thinking that in this story Kenshin is just going to meet another girl, fall in love with her, and forget all about the past, I highly advise you go find a different story to read. You can't throw someone's life away that easily. Nothing will ever make Kenshin forget about Tomoe or Kaoru. I'm not saying he isn't going to meet another girl along the way, just that there will be no relationship between them.Hope I made that clear.

A young rurouni made his way through the crowd of people on the busy street of Kyoto and finally made it to the side, near a small Soba stand. The rurouni leaned against the wall and sighed, pushing back a strand of red hair, revealing his cross-shaped scar. He slid his sakabato behind him as a policeman walked by. "No need for this one to cause anymore chaos." he muttered along with another sigh.

He looked up at the rain that began to fall harder, it was weighing down his red kimono. He traced the scar lightly and his purple eyes grew dim with sorrow. "Tomoe...Kaoru-dono..." he whispered as both of the memories became vivid again. The rain fell down onto him and he blinked away the drops, his tears mixing in with the rain. He looked back down and closed him eyes in remorse, the memories of those moments flashing through his mind. "This one did all that to try and save you, yet you died anyway...You both did..." he whispered to himself.

He opened his eyes and looked around at the crowds of people around him. About ten feet away stood two familar people talking to the owner of one of the stands. One was a tall young man with short black hair above his ears. He had on a long tan overcoat down to his knees, the rest of his outfit was plum. A wakizashi hung at his side. The other was a girl. She had black hair as well but it was in a braid to her hips. She was wearing a blue konochi outfit with a large red ribbon tied around her waist, the bow in the back. It was Shinomori Aoshi and Makimachi Misao.

The ronin pushed himself off the wall lightly and started to leave as the two made their way toward him. "Himura! We haven't seen you in so long! Where's Kaoru and the others?" Misao cried out when she saw him and came skipping over. Aoshi followed silently behind her. Kenshin said nothing and continued to walk away. Aoshi placed a hand on his shoulder and turned him around. "You could at least say hello to her." Kenshin looked up at Aoshi for a second then turned away. "This one wishes to leave now." he told them quietly while pulling out of Aoshi's grip. He kept his head lowered and walked away again.

Misao trotted up beside him. "Himura, what's wrong? You shouldn't be so gloomy. Is it because of the rain?" Kenshin made no reply and distanced himself from the two. Aoshi grabbed hold of Misao's arm as she started to catch up with him again. "Aoshi-sama, what's wrong with Himura?" The two watched him disappear into the crowd of people without him giving them as much as a glance back. "Judging by the look in his eyes, something has made him severely depressed." Misao gasped. "Something must have happend to Kaoru-san!" Aoshi turned the other way and pulled Misao along with him. "We should be returning to Aoi-ya now."

One hour later

Kenshin slowly lifted his head to see the where he had ended up and saw two pale forms in front of him. He rubbed his eyes to see if they were real. The two forms still stood there and he couldn't believe his eyes. "...Is that you Tomoe?...Kaoru-dono?" the ronin asked the images in shock. The rain was falling harder, creating a mist as it hit the dirt so he thought he was just halucinating. He reached out a hand to the girls and they disappeared. Get it together Kenshin, they're both gone. They can't come back..., he told himself sadly.

"Hello again, Battousai." a familar man greeted him. Kenshin stared at the one in front of him, his eye were dull and sorrow-filled. "Yukishiro Enishi,...you have returned to torment this one yet again?" he asked quietly, his voice hoarse. "If you truely loved my sister, you wouldn't have killed her." Enishi sneered, pushing his glasses up. "You killed Kaoru-dono..." Kenshin said, glaring slightly at Enishi. "You took my sister from me, who I loved more than anything, so I took the one who was closest to you."

Another figure then walked up a few feet behind Enishi and cleared his thoat. The rain hid him well so all you could see was his outline. "I'll return to torture you some other time. I still have business elsewhere. We aren't finished yet Battousai, so expect my return shortly." Enishi told Kenshin with a slight chuckle. He disappeared into the rain's fog, the figure following. Kenshin turned away once Enishi had completly disappeared from site and continued walking. He shut down all his sences and was just walking blindly now. The memories of the two girl's death's entered his mind and he began to relive them.

Sorry for the short chapter; I'm eager to start writing the next though. Why I don't just combine them beats me. Well, here's enough to get you started.

Till next time,

Dakota