She was asleep, her raven locks flayed out behind her in a silk cascade around her, Pale, bruised skin shone in the early morning light.
Her eyes fluttered open, warmth and hope eminating from her for a few moments before she remembered where she was.
All warm emotion faded instantly, to become a dull curtain of hate and despair, her shining blue eyes turned a pale grey.
He watched as the battosai came into the small hut, came in and stood over her.
He stayed silent as she was struk again and again.
He was silent.
She didn't say anything when the battosai said her name.
"Kaoru." Such a sweet name, filled with hope and joy, but now it was the name of despair and sorrow alive.
He said her name again, the battosai.
"Kaoru, stand up. You are coming with me." He said to her.
Kaoru didn't stand, she backed away from him, into the shadows.
Finally, he had had enough.
He jumped down on top of the battosai, masking his presence as he slammed his fist into the blood haired man's neck.
The battosai didn't fall, he threw him off.
"Kenshin." He said, snarling.
"Battosai." He said, drawing the daggar.
Suddenly Kenshin was on the floor, looking up at the battosai, looking up at the mirror image of himself.
"Die." Battosai said, swinging down toward him with the sword.
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Kenshin woke with a start. He was beside Kaoru, they were married now, and they were happy.
He looked down at the bulge below the covers, His child.
He smiled shakily, staring at her
This is his place of refuge, his home. The Kamiya-Himura dojo.
Yahiko was asleep down the hall, Kenshin could hear him stir.
Sanouske and Megumi were travelling around now, wandering through the west.
He watched and waited as the sun began to rise on the horizon.
Then her eyes opened, pure and blue.
Innocent eyes, ones that had seen many things.
she tried to sit up, but had forgotten about her added roundness, and failed.
then she remembered and rolled onto her side.
When she sat up, she looked down at him, and he looked up at her.
"Mornin' shinto." she chirped, grinning at him.
"Good morning, Kaoru." he said, sitting up with her.
He kissed her lightly on the forehead, resting a calloused palm on her swollen womb.
Then she was alone, left to watch him recede through the shojo.
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Kenshin stepped out into the hallway, a slight frown on his face.
He felt a dark presence.
He had no sword, only a bokken.
he snarled as he grabbed the bamboo stick.
"What do you want?" he demanded as he caught a flash to his left.
Suddenly, he was face to face with himself.
He stared at the imposter's red hair, thin slim body, Fusha Hakama and Gi.
There was only one difference.
He had cold eyes, the eyes of a killer.
"No." He sighed, backiing away.
"I have come to collect my prize, Kenshin." His own mouth said, as he watched himself draw a katana.
He ran backwards, down the hallway, toward his one ground, toward kaoru.
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He moaned as the sunlight penetrated his eyelids.
He heard movement around him.
He opened his eyes to see a thin, pretty face above him.
"You're awake. I thought you would die. What's your name?" She asked him, her blue eyes penetrating deep into his violet ones.
"Kenshin, Kenshin Himura." he said, his brows furrowing together in confusion.
"I'm Kaoru. Why were you up in those rafters?" She asked, helping him to sit up.
"I..." He said, trailing off when he saw the daggar in the hay.
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Alright that's your first chapter and prologue put together.
Tell me if i should continue.
Think about it. -me.