This is an experiment. I decided to attempt something interesting. Did I win? Fail? Let me know! :D
Disclaimer: (sigh) Owning Kenshin would make my day, but sadly this is not a world where good things happen to me :/
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He was hunched over the laundry, wringing out sopping wet clothes and tirelessly hanging them up. The day was beautiful, clouds floating across the sky, and the sound of hard training wafted to his ear from the dojo. Kenshin glanced over his shoulder at the class. Kaoru was sparring with Yahiko as examples for the other students. She lunged for him, he dodged, she struck again and knocked the teenaged boy to the floor. He sighed, suddenly feeling old next to their youthfulness.
Young and full of running:
Tell me, where is that taking me—
Kaoru and Yahiko grinned with manly sportsmanship. She teased him a bit as she helped him up and sent him to work with another student. Kenshin smiled; they weren't fighting much today. It was refreshing.
His violet eyes again wandered to her. Kaoru's back was to him with the bokken neatly over her shoulder. He thought vaguely how nice she looked today.
As if she heard him looking at her, she turned her bright blue eyes on him. A smile lighted her flushed face, and she waved good-naturedly, eliciting a thump from his heart.
Just a great figure eight
or a tiny infinity?
Too easy. Too easy for her to stun him. A blush colored the older man's face, but he turned it away so she could not see.