Nobuhiro Watsuki owns Rurouni Kenshin...sadly, I do not *sigh* Anyway, on
with the story!
~THOUGHTS~ I can't make it italic
"Mmph..." A shifting of blankets as Kaoru arose from her futon, stretching out. She stole quietly into the hallway, and glanced through the door into Yahiko's room, where he slept soundly, and then into Kenshin's, who was breathing rather quickly to be sleeping. She smiled and stole past quickly, hoping he didn't notice her peeking. A small smile curled on his lips. Kaoru walked into the kitchen and got herself a small glass of water, when she noticed a small movement outside in the snow. ~Oh...I wonder if that's a kitten or dog stuck in the cold. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let it in for one night...~ thought Kaoru as she walked outside, her cup still in her hands. "Puppy? Kitty?" she called softly into the night. Kenshin could hear her from where he now stood in the hall, and smiled at her thoughtfulness. He then yawned and retreated back into his room, where he could not longer make out Kaoru's soft voice. ~Oh, Miss Kaoru, if only I could just say those words to you...I suppose we can last a little longer...perhaps a new day will bring me new courage,~ thought Kenshin to himself as he laid back down. Kaoru was walking around outside, checking behind trees and around corners. At last, she found a tiny off-white kitten, which mewed piteously as she approached. "Oh you poor thing!" cried Kaoru, who stooped to pick it up. It scurried away from her. "Kitten! I am only trying to help!" called Kaoru, trotting after it. The kitten led her a ways from the dojo in its attempt to escape; it was quite skittish. At last, Kaoru managed to scoop the shivering kitten in her arms. The kitten found surprising warmth, and immediately began to purr. "See, silly? I'm not so bad," said Kaoru, scratching the kitten behind the ears . Suddenly, there was a movement behind Kaoru. "Kenshin?" she whispered. It would not be unlike him to follow her out to make sure she was all right. However, it was not Kenshin who stood there. "Hey, who're you!" Kaoru cried, but the figure reached its arms out and snatched her up, covering her mouth as it did so. Kaoru tried to cry out as the kitten dashed from her arms and left surprisingly deep scratches on her arms, and ran back to the dojo. ~Oh no...Kenshin, help me!~ thought Kaoru as she was carried off into the darkness at lightning speed. Kenshin suddenly had the distinct feeling that something was terrible wrong.
The night was still and silent in the Kyoto manor. There was low giggling and blankets shuffling. Two dark figures were the only ones in a large room decorated in red with flames painted upon the walls. A large futon sat in the middle of the room, upon which two people were moving in a set motion. One had shining auburn hair that usually was held in a set bun, but now hung loose around her shoulders. The other was a dark man with burn marks all over his body. A large amount of bandaged lay discarded next to the futon and heavy, ragged breathing could be heard from under the covers. The woman rose up from the futon and cried out quite suddenly, but the man beneath her covered her mouth and smiled mischievously. She put her hand over his and smiled apologetically before rising from the futon and placing a plain pink kimono over her nude figure. Shishio grinned darkly and allowed her to step out for some air. Yumi walked outside, feeling quite exhilarated, and breathed in the cool night air after awhile of finding her way through the labyrinth. She stretched out, inhaling deeply, thinking of Lord Shishio. She smiled as she sat down on a tree stump, her fingers curled delicately beneath her chin, smiling blissfully. Suddenly, a pair of rough hands grabbed her. Actually, one was clapped over her mouth, and an arm snaked around her waist. Yumi struggled valiantly, but in the end was carried off. For a moment, she managed to shake the hand from her mouth. "LORD SHISHIO!" she shrieked, so that even from their room, where Shishio rested, he could hear her.
~THOUGHTS~ I can't make it italic
"Mmph..." A shifting of blankets as Kaoru arose from her futon, stretching out. She stole quietly into the hallway, and glanced through the door into Yahiko's room, where he slept soundly, and then into Kenshin's, who was breathing rather quickly to be sleeping. She smiled and stole past quickly, hoping he didn't notice her peeking. A small smile curled on his lips. Kaoru walked into the kitchen and got herself a small glass of water, when she noticed a small movement outside in the snow. ~Oh...I wonder if that's a kitten or dog stuck in the cold. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let it in for one night...~ thought Kaoru as she walked outside, her cup still in her hands. "Puppy? Kitty?" she called softly into the night. Kenshin could hear her from where he now stood in the hall, and smiled at her thoughtfulness. He then yawned and retreated back into his room, where he could not longer make out Kaoru's soft voice. ~Oh, Miss Kaoru, if only I could just say those words to you...I suppose we can last a little longer...perhaps a new day will bring me new courage,~ thought Kenshin to himself as he laid back down. Kaoru was walking around outside, checking behind trees and around corners. At last, she found a tiny off-white kitten, which mewed piteously as she approached. "Oh you poor thing!" cried Kaoru, who stooped to pick it up. It scurried away from her. "Kitten! I am only trying to help!" called Kaoru, trotting after it. The kitten led her a ways from the dojo in its attempt to escape; it was quite skittish. At last, Kaoru managed to scoop the shivering kitten in her arms. The kitten found surprising warmth, and immediately began to purr. "See, silly? I'm not so bad," said Kaoru, scratching the kitten behind the ears . Suddenly, there was a movement behind Kaoru. "Kenshin?" she whispered. It would not be unlike him to follow her out to make sure she was all right. However, it was not Kenshin who stood there. "Hey, who're you!" Kaoru cried, but the figure reached its arms out and snatched her up, covering her mouth as it did so. Kaoru tried to cry out as the kitten dashed from her arms and left surprisingly deep scratches on her arms, and ran back to the dojo. ~Oh no...Kenshin, help me!~ thought Kaoru as she was carried off into the darkness at lightning speed. Kenshin suddenly had the distinct feeling that something was terrible wrong.
The night was still and silent in the Kyoto manor. There was low giggling and blankets shuffling. Two dark figures were the only ones in a large room decorated in red with flames painted upon the walls. A large futon sat in the middle of the room, upon which two people were moving in a set motion. One had shining auburn hair that usually was held in a set bun, but now hung loose around her shoulders. The other was a dark man with burn marks all over his body. A large amount of bandaged lay discarded next to the futon and heavy, ragged breathing could be heard from under the covers. The woman rose up from the futon and cried out quite suddenly, but the man beneath her covered her mouth and smiled mischievously. She put her hand over his and smiled apologetically before rising from the futon and placing a plain pink kimono over her nude figure. Shishio grinned darkly and allowed her to step out for some air. Yumi walked outside, feeling quite exhilarated, and breathed in the cool night air after awhile of finding her way through the labyrinth. She stretched out, inhaling deeply, thinking of Lord Shishio. She smiled as she sat down on a tree stump, her fingers curled delicately beneath her chin, smiling blissfully. Suddenly, a pair of rough hands grabbed her. Actually, one was clapped over her mouth, and an arm snaked around her waist. Yumi struggled valiantly, but in the end was carried off. For a moment, she managed to shake the hand from her mouth. "LORD SHISHIO!" she shrieked, so that even from their room, where Shishio rested, he could hear her.