Disclaimer: Nah, I don't own Rurouni Kenshin… But it doesn't mean I can't have fun with it.
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"Dialogs"
'Thoughts'
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Kaoru Wants a Baby
Kenshin was leaning over the washing tub, scrubbing Kaoru's kimono absentmindedly. That particular piece of fabric had a particular nasty source spot, that happened to be there duo to a little misunderstanding with Yahiko.
"Kenshin?" Kaoru's sweet voice called from behind.
"Sessha thinks we might be able to save it." Kenshin said, glaring at the spot, in hope that it would get scared and melt away with the soap.
"I had forgotten about the kimono." Kaoru said with a sigh.
"What is wrong, Kaoru-dono?" Kenshin asked.
"Kenshin… I want to have a baby!"
"Oro!" And a loud splash was heard when Kenshin fell into the washing tub. "But Kaoru-dono! You have to be married to have a baby!
"Kenshin, you baka! We've been married for six months now!"
"But it's too soon to have a baby!"
"No, it's not!"
Kenshin got off the washing tub. There would be no way he would be able to change his young wife's mind. 'A baby'. It sure would be nice to have a chibi Kaoru running around the house. As long as she didn't inherit her mommy's temper… one angry Kaoru was enough for him.
Kaoru looked as if she was about to burst in tears.
"Koishii…" Kenshin said, touching her face with his fingertips. "It will happen when it's meant to be. Let's not push it."
"You don't want to have a baby, is that it?" Now she was crying. "You don't love me enough."
"Don't you say that, Kaoru! I love you more than my life and you know it." Kenshin said, holding her by her shoulders.
"Then you just don't want to have kiiiiiiiiiiidddddssssss." Kaoru cried.
"Oro! Don't cry, Kaoru!"
Kaoru grabbed him by his collar, almost choking him.
"You listen to me, Kenshin! I'm going to have a baby, with or without your help!" Kaoru yelled angrily and left.
"Koishii! That's not something you actually can do without help!" Kenshin cried after her, but she was too far, or too stubborn to listen.
***
"Men!" Kaoru fumed. For about twenty minutes, Misao had watched her, walking back and forth on the same room, muttering curses towards her husband.
"Kaoru-san... You are making me dizzy..." Misao said, attempting for her friend to stop and say what was bothering her.
Kaoru looked at the younger girl. She and Aoshi had come for a visit. Even with the distraction Misao provided her, she still wasn't able to take her mind away from her goal.
"Sorry, Misao-chan." Kaoru sighed.
"Tell me what Himura did and I'll kick up his ass for you!" Misao started punching the air.
"It's not what he did. It's what he didn't do..."
"What didn't he do then?" Misao was confused.
"A baby."
"What?" Misao started laughing. "Is that it? You want Himura to make you a baby?"
"If you say it like that it sounds stupid. I just want to have a baby soon."
"You understand that this is not something you want and BANG! You get it."
"Yes, but if Kenshin was the one who wanted it, I wouldn't leave our room until we got it. Why can't he just do the same for me?" Kaoru said blushing.
"But why do you want a kid so badly?"
"Because... I lost both my parents and I don't want to ever be alone again. Because of Kenshin, I know I'm not going to be alone anymore. He is just like a dream. I'm afraid someday I'll wake up and find out it was just a wonderful dream. I think a baby would make this real. I would have my own family..."
"So fight for what you want! Convince Himura! And if you can't, just do it behind his back!"
"I'm not going to cheat on Kenshin!" Kaoru looked outraged.
"That's not what I meant! Just make him keep trying, without knowing that you are trying!" Misao blinked at Kaoru.
"You are right, Misao."
"There are some things you could do that certainly would get you pregnant at no time..."
"Like what?" Kaoru asked.
"Once I heard that it's good to put garlic under your futon, before you... And Himura..."
"Before we make love?" Kaoru finished.
"Are you going to try it?" Misao asked.
"I guess it doesn't hurt to try..."
***
Kenshin was chopping vegetables to make dinner. It seemed that the vegetables were particularly slippery that day. He had almost cut himself twice.
"You look distracted." Aoshi said, even knowing that distracted would be a understatement. He looked like he had been sentenced to death and was preparing his last meal.
"And Kaoru-san looks angry." Aoshi tried again.
"We had a small disagreement."
'I think I'll come down with a flu or something...' Aoshi thought. He didn't know why he was trying to make conversation. Maybe he was feeling kind and giving that day.
"Kaoru-dono wants to have a baby." Kenshin said. "I told her it was too soon... But the truth is, I'm terrified of the idea of Kaoru bearing a child."
"The mood swings?"
"No, the birth. So many women die giving birth. If something happened to her I'd die."
"Kaoru-san is strong."
"No. She is as fragile as a bird. A kitty. I could break her bones with my bare hands. What if... Something bad happens to her? Complications happen all the time. That's why I'm not so eager to have a child. I don't want to loose Kaoru, no matter what. Maybe I should just... Stop touching her, that way she will never get pregnant."
***
During dinner, Misao kept babbling about the things that she wanted to buy before going back to Kyoto. Aoshi ate his food in silence, looking softly at Misao and wondering how much longer she could speak without pausing to breathe.
Kenshin had three of his fingers bandaged. Apparently, carrots had grown legs and were running away from his knife while he was chopping them.
Kaoru had skipped dinner. Kenshin just figured out that she was still angry at him. He wondered if she would allow him inside their room later. It would be very embarrassing to have guests at their home and just be thrown out of his own room by a incredibly angry wife.
"Himura! I'm talking to you!" Misao yelled angrily.
"Sorry, Misao-dono... Sessha wasn't paying attention..."
"What I said was: why don't you go check on Kaoru-san? I'll clean up the kitchen." Misao said, cheerfully.
"Are you sure, Misao-dono?"
"Yeah! Go ahead!"
"Domo arigatou gozaimasu." Kenshin thanked.
As he walked towards their room, Kenshin thought of the one thousand ways Kaoru would find to throw him out of the room. As he slid the door open, he half closed his eyes, expecting something to be thrown at his head.
Kaoru were sitting over their futon, combing her hair calmly. Kenshin let out a sigh of relief. She didn't look mad with him. He changed into his yukata and slipped under the covers before Kaoru had the chance to change her mind about throwing him out of the room.
She put the comb aside, looked at Kenshin and smiled. He just forgot about everything he had told Aoshi. All he wanted to do that moment was to take her on his arms and kiss her. Kenshin reached out to touch her porcelain skin then... Something was smelling. 'What is this stench? Garlic? Am I smelling like garlic?' Kenshin quickly stood up and ran to the door.
"Kenshin? What are you doing?" Kaoru asked.
"Ano... I just remembered I forgot something, Kaoru-dono." And Kenshin disappeared in thin air before her eyes. He ran full speed towards the bath house. 'How on earth did I manage to smell like garlic?! I didn't use garlic to make dinner!'
Kaoru just stared at the spot where her husband used to be.
"What is he doing?" Kaoru asked herself. "Oh, my... This garlic is really smelly... I'll throw this away. It wouldn't work, anyway."
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Hello, minna-san! This is my third fanfiction. I'll try to make this one more
enjoyable for me, because I didn't enjoy writing the last one (maybe because I
wrote it too fast). I hope that if I can enjoy writing this one you may enjoy
reading. So, please review and no flames! (I'm quite sensitive) Obrigada! (that means
'thank you' in Portuguese)
Misao and Aoshi may be a little OOC, but if it happens it's because I actually don't know how the characters sound in English and I the episodes that I have in Japanese they don't show up.
By the way... I don't think that any culture says that putting garlic under the mattress can make woman pregnant... I just thought it would be funny... There will be more things like this and I'll be inventing some more... If I happen to use one 'recipe' that actually exists on my culture, I'll let you know. I'm not going to do research on the Japanese culture because I'd go crazy...
So, don't try the things I will write here.
