A Woman Scorned: Chapter 1
Kenshin gave a final pat to the last onigiri and set it back on the plate with a faint smile. He had always loved cooking; it was really quite relaxing. He felt the same way about doing laundry, and cleaning.and killing.

"No, no, not.that." Kenshin said, trying to push the thought from his mind. He supposed that he was just nervous, kind of anxious.eager almost.

"Hummh." he sighed sadly and looked out of the window.

Yahiko was playing with Ayame and Suzume, and Sanosuke was chewing on a fish bone thoughtfully, smirking at Yahiko as he made futile attempts to catch the little sisters. They all looked so happy together.
Kenshin sighed once more and began to survey Sanosuke, who was sprawled out on the veranda with his back to a wooden post. He was dressed as he would have any other day, (even though this wasn't just any other day).
Sanosuke's shoes were neatly placed beside the door that led to the kitchen, yet only because Kenshin put them there. His left leg swung lazily from the edge of the veranda.

Kenshin continued up his best friend's body, noting that his wrists were wrapped in white instead of red, as was his middle. His jacket hung loosely off of his broad shoulders, and the afternoon sun played shadows across his lean chest.

Kenshin gave an involuntary shudder and pulled his magenta robes closer around his pale shoulders, though he knew it wasn't because he was cold. He wondered if Sanosuke was cold at all, but was reassured as a soft summer wind blew several strands of hair loose from his ponytail.
'Thinking about him again are you?' he thought silently to himself. He laughed, and then looked back out the window. Yahiko had already left with Kaoru to walk home Ayame and Suzume. And Sanosuke still lay on the veranda, a sweet smelling breeze ruffling his muddy brown hair.
Kenshin looked down at his own hair.
It hung in a loose pony tail over his shoulder, and several bright red strands swung lazily in front of his eyes. He pushed them behind his ears and padded out of the kitchen and onto the veranda. Unaware of the large smear of flour that he had left behind on his cheek.
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Kenshin didn't go to Sanosuke right away, instead, he slid down against the shoji and sighed, watching his friend. It was so peaceful, just the two of them, sitting alone.

Kenshin studied Sanosuke's face, his soft mouth, smooth skin.
Kenshin's eyes met Sanosuke's, and he expected to find his friend muddy brown eyes gazing lovingly into his, Kenshin's, violet ones, but was surprised to find Sanosuke's eyes closed. His thick lashes brushing gently against this cheeks.
Kenshin smiled thoughtfully.

"He's asleep", he murmured.
"nnnhh."

Sanosuke stirred and shifted his position, sliding off the post and laying on his back, one leg bent up. His jacket all the way off his shoulders and his red bandanna untied and draped across his chest.
Dusk was beginning to settle over the dojo and the summer sun's last rays threw shadows over the curves of Sano's body.

"How beautiful he is." Kenshin thought, stretching out his leg so that his socked foot touched Sano's bare one.

The word "beautiful was all that escaped his lips.

"Beautiful." he breathed.

"Right back atcha'." Sanosuke said softly, turning his head to rest lightly on his outstretched arm.

Kenshin jumped, blushing.

Sanosuke just grinned, looked up, and stetched his long arms, clenching and unclenching his fists. Finally, he relaxed and sighed, his eyes closed, a faint smile playing on his face.

Kenshin was catching his breath, still startled, and a little embarrassed.

"Where's Kaoru and the kid?" Sanosuke breathed.

"."

"hmm?"

" They're walking home Ayame and Suzume", Kenshin said softly.

"Anyone else.Megumi?"

"No, just us", Kenshin said, eyeing Sanosuke's half-lidded eyes.

Sanosuke sighed and smiled.

"C'mere." he said, beckoning to Kenshin.

"But", he started," what if Kaoru comes-"

Kenshin looked up. Sanosuke was leaning against the post again, the fishbone at his side.

"They'll find out soon enough" Sanosuke said.

Kenshin smiled, relieved, and stood up, padding over to where Sanosuke sat, his legs bent. Kenshin crouched down.

"Nothing too weird"

Sanosuke nodded and patted his lap. Kenshin sat down opposite him, crossing his legs.

"I'm -" Sanosuke, said, his voice unsure.

"Oro?" Kenshin said, genuine concern in his voice.

"I'm a little nervous though. about. tonight," Sanousuke said, hanging his head.

Kenshin shuffled over to his friend and knelt between his legs, resting his head on Sanosuke's bare chest.

"It'll work out", Kenshin said into Sanosuke's chest.

"Yes. that it will" Sano smirked.

Kenshin looked up, laughing, "You had better not be making fun of me!"

"Oh.Never!" Sanosuke said dramatically.

"You had better watch it Sano, that you should, or I'll go Battousi on you!"

Kenshin laughed and turned around, leaning against Sanosuke's chest. A firm hand covered his mouth.

"Don't talk like that Kenshin, not any more", Sanosuke said gravely.

Kenshin turned around, his large violet eyes widening.

"Yes"

The hand released him, and Kenshin brushed his lips against Sanosuke's.

"I must go prepare dinner," Kenshin said gently.

He started to rise and move toward the shoji, but Sanosuke's hand caught Kenshin's.

"Wait.Kenshin" Sano said in his tenor voice.

"Yes?"

Sanosuke pulled him back down and kissed his cheek, brushing it with his hand as he pulled away.

"What is it?" Kenshin asked breathlessly.

"There was some flour on your cheek"