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A/N: I haven't written for this fandom in two years...nor have I read anything from it in months. Hopefully, my writing has improved a smidget. Please give me your input. Thanks.
Beast ~
They called him a manslayer.
A monster.
A beast.
A red-headed demon with golden eyes that seemed to paralyze just about anyone.
And, in his opinion, these were all perfectly acceptable and accurate descriptions of himself…except for one.
The one about him being "something that disregarded all feelings and emotions, and as a result, could feel no emotions whatsoever", that one bothered him the most.
He didn't 'disregard' anything. Especially his emotions. He merely…kept them locked up farther within the recesses of his heart than anything else in his life.
He felt emotion.
He felt pain…agony…hate…and, eventually, compassion. Relief. Understanding…love.
The one thing that they didn't know about him was that he, the manslayer, beast, and red-headed demon, did in fact feel emotion.
"Oi…! Kenshin? Are you still with us?" Especially for this, his, woman.
Th-thump. Th-thump. Th-thump.
He blinked, and a smile graced his face, "Of course Kaoru-dono…I was just, thinking is all."
"Mou, Kenshin! We finally rid you of that horrible 'Sessha' habit of yours, but you can't seem to stop using –dono with me! We've been married for five years already…"
The end.