Title: Little Collisions
Author: Pav
E-Mail: littlequirks@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13, later chapters will be bumped up to R
Category: Romance, Story
Summary: little collisions can make a big impact, especially when a certain stubborn red-haired lawyer and equally frustrating doctor tend to do the colliding. AU (alternate universe), KxK pairing
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Author Notes: are available to harass you at the end of this chapter ;)
Little Collisions - Chapter 1
"Damn it, damn it…" Kenshin Himura groaned aloud, staring at his watch in disbelief. Five minutes off schedule already, and it was still a good ten minute walk to the horribly staid brown brick building that housed the equally staid, salt of the earth (or New York City, at least), law firm that was Bigsly & Wiggins. Furiously quickening his already long stride, he rounded the corner of the street, eyes so determinedly fixed on his watch that the impending collision seemed inevitable.
*BAM*
Kenshin's new leather briefcase, lovingly bought with the earnings from his first big successful case, flew open, spilling contents everywhere. Kenshin himself landed on the hard ground, tangled with whomever it was who crashed into him.
Looking down, his annoyed gaze met the consternated one of a seemingly young girl. The apologies and fear spilling from her expressive eyes did nothing to soften the aggravation that was brewing within Kenshin. He quickly untangled himself from her with a few choice oaths, and proceeded to collect his scattered papers, which were now mixed with what looked like papers filled with medical jargon. A few more oaths followed.
The girl quickly recovered from her fall, and jumped up with apologies ready on her tongue. They were quickly put out though when the red-haired man in front of her shot her a potent glare.
'Must he be so prickly about this? It's not as if he's the only one who's being inconvenienced by my clumsiness…' Kaoru Kamiya was feeling her own volatile sense of annoyance start to bubble. She tucked her tongue in cheek, and hastily began to retrieve her scattered notes. Picking a few of the man's papers from her own, she silently handed them to him, and was rewarded with yet another glare.
'Mou, he's really being nasty about this." Kaoru thought to herself, and only when he snatched the papers from her, did her temper finally break to the surface. "Look, I'm sorry about this whole mess, but-" just as she was about to ream into him, he interrupted with his own temper.
"Look, little girl. It's bad enough you're going around running into people, but you could at least be a little less sluggish with helping me clean up this mess you created." He gave his watch yet another glance, and his temper was fueled by panic. Hiko was going to kill him…
Kaoru slowly expelled the breath she had been holding in during his short diatribe, and her blue eyes flashed. "No, you look, Mister," she started with saccharine sweetness, "it's bad enough this world has you for an idiot to not look where he's going, but you could be a little less ass-like towards someone who's helping you to clean up the mess *you* created."
Kenshin was taken aback from the sassy response from the girl facing him with fire in her eyes, but the surprise was quickly extinguished by an angry glint in his eyes. "Why you little twit…"
"Twit? Look, you orangutan's flea, go annoy someone else."
"Only if you, little girl, go away and klutz into someone else."
She was seeing red now. "Little girl? Oi, baka…" she cut herself off as she saw the surprised look flit across his face, only to be replaced by an amused smile languorously spreading across his chiseled features. She realized what she had said, and cursed herself for her tendency to revert back into Japanese whenever she was stressed…or annoyed…or flustered…or…
Her eyes widened as the infuriating man standing in front of her *swaggered* up to her, closing the distance between them so only the wind could pass through the space between their bodies. Dipping his head down, he whispered something in her ear, his breath playfully tickling the nape of her neck.
It took a minute for her brain to clear from the anger she was feeling, no doubt this new sensation happening to her was just a product of anger, for his whispered words to register.
"Onnanoko-chan"
The surprise wrought on by his usage of Japanese veiled the anger that might have been caused by the meaning of the words. She looked at him curiously, only to have him toss her an arrogant smile and walk off into the New York city crowd.
Kaoru shook her head and bent down to retrieve the last of her papers, and noticed a business card peeking out from between some of her papers. She plucked it out from her notes, and scanned it quickly. She now not only had a name to put to the violet eyed, red-haired mule of a man, but a profession as well.
'A lawyer eh, baka indeed.'
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Author's Notes: All righty, truth be told, I'm not new to the fic world, but I am new to the Rurouni Kenshin fic. I actually do have a few more chapters of this story hammered out, and am hoping for some feedback to feed the muse. At any rate, hope you enjoy =)
"Onnanoko" = "girl" with an implication of "little girl." Stick the "chan" to it, and you're adding insult to injury in the case of this story
- Pav