Starry Starry Night
~ A Rurouni Kenshin Fiction ~
Chapter One: A Fear
Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin and its characters don't belong to me at all…
Author's Notes: This is going to be a short fic, but I hope you'll enjoy it!
Kamiya Kaoru busied herself sweeping the yard of the Kamiya Dojo.
And her thoughts were, unfortunately, not on the sweeping, but on a certain red-headed rurouni she had met one fateful night on the streets.
She paused in her sweeping to recall the night.
The night where she had first met him.
Himura Kenshin.
She was standing there in the shadow of darkness that came with night, bokkun in hand and ready to fight.
Someone – the Battousai – was terrorizing the neighbourhood, in the name of the Kamiya Kasshin Ryu.
Nonsense.
The Kamiya Kasshin Ryu had no such pupil.
But no one believed her.
And all her students were gone.
A small, short figure turned round a corner.
She confronted him, her eyes blazing with anger.
And found a conciliatory man who claimed to not have anything to do with the Battousai running wild in the streets.
She had been surprised, then sharply inquired about his sword.
He had no answer that satisfied her.
When she heard another's approach, she was preparing for a confrontation when the stranger picked her up and ran.
He had later saved her and her family's dojo from the hands of ruthless crooks.
Why did you trust him?
She had no reason to trust this man, after just being duped by another she had trusted.
But she had.
Not because he had saved her life.
Because…
Actually, she found that she had no reason.
Kenshin.
Maybe it's just a gut feeling.
But I trust him.
Kaoru quickly started sweeping again when she saw Kenshin headed outside with a tub of laundry.
He's the last man I would expect to be the fearsome Battousai.
Kaoru remembered trying to make the wandering swordsman stay.
To settle down.
Please, won't you stay?
She lived each day with a tiny, nagging fear that she would wake and find him gone.
Or turn around and find him missing.
Or turn away and find him wandering.