This is a very short piece about Kenshin and the thoughts (and dreams) he might have in the morning.

He might give you that innocent rurouni smile, but I like to think that he's much, much naughtier behind that smile.

This isn't ground breaking literature but it comes from my heart, I hope you enjoy it.

Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin but Nabuhiro Watsuki does. Lucky person.

Another Day at the Kamiya Dojo

The soft twittering of bird song. The harsh jarring sound of roosters crowing.

Another day at the Kamiya Dojo.

A soft sigh, two eyes open and amethyst irises stare at the ceiling. Moving slowly over the ceiling as if trying to see an image in the wood. Trying to find the last vestiges of a wonderful dream

Another soft sigh as two eyes close and flicker behind the lids.

Trying to recapture the feeling of soft, milky alabaster skin as it glides over naked, aroused skin, soft, midnight hair as it caresses wherever it falls.

Scent of Jasmine and woman and life and the pure joy of existing.

Soft lips whispering naughty little phrases as a tongue cool and wet and slick tortures self-control.

A low groan and those amethyst eyes open again. Panting slightly from the erotic images of a dream, a fantasy, an illusion…

"Why do I let her haunt me in my dreams?" Kenshin whispered.

"Now I need to meditate for hours just so I can stay in her presence without loosing my mind! I have to forget this dream, I have to forget this dream…Sublimate, sublimate, sublimate…Kami-sama, give me the strength to be strong…" he continued.

Think non-sexual thoughts…like… water… cool spring water, clear blue spring water as it gushes from the mountains, ahhh, water, water…bath…alabaster skin, submerged in water…jewel blue eyes as they open in surprise…no, no, no…water, water, water…yes, water, the enemy…hiding from the eyes the true wonders of Kaoru…Kami-sama…I can't do this! It's too hard…

With a loud groan, Kenshin sat up and contemplated the tortures of the new day.

It was undeniably too hard as his lower body was definitely not going to let him forget that easily.

"One would think that a master of the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu would have better self-control," Kenshin muttered to himself.

But knowing that wasting the day in bed would not change anything, Kenshin got up and folded his blanket and futon and put them in their storage place.

Changing into his magenta gi and hakama, tying back his hair with a piece of dark cloth and putting his sakabatou at his side, he steeled himself for another day at the Kamiya Dojo…

END.

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I know, I know, it wasn't that great but thanks for reading anyway. Don't forget to review!