Rurouni Kenshin is the property of someone who is not me. I don not claim
to own it or have written it. This is just a story, but I hope you enjoy
it anyways. This takes place at a hot spring resort after Kenshin has
defeated the Christian user of the Hiten Mitsurugi Style, Amakusa Shougo.
Some parts will just be parts of the show but the rest is all me. Please
review and let me know what you think.
On the way back to Tokyo, the party decides to stop for a while at a hot spring in a nearby town. While they're there, Kenshin realizes that he has lost the money that Kaoru gave him. The only option left to the group is to work off the money that they owe to the owner. After a long days work, Kaoru and Misao settle down in the hot spring to relax. "I'm sorry Misao, because of my Kenshin, you're in trouble too," stated Kaoru as she soaked in the warm hot spring. "Don't worry. Anyway. so now it's my Kenshin is it?" replied Misao with a giant grin on her face. "I didn't mean to. You misunderstand Misao! Kenshin and I have nothing." "That's kinda what I thought," she interrupted with a smirk. "He isn't so good with stuff like that." Misao was making a mental note to herself to ask Kenshin how he really felt later. It was something that she had to know. Her very femininity commanded her to find out the truth in the matters of love. At the same time, Kaoru had faded off into her own world. She saw herself, dressed in her most beautiful kimono, her hair tied up with her favorite indigo ribbon, which despite her fears, had been cleansed of Kenshin's blood. She was running to Kenshin, who stood majestically in the sunset. A light breeze blew as he brushed back his hair, his ruby hair shone in the fading rays of light. But his eyes, they were the most dazzling part of his appearance, his eyes sparkled like two brilliant blue sapphires in a world where all else had turned to gray. She leapt towards him, as he caught her in a warm embrace, the spun around. Their faces grew close, she closed her eyes and then. "What if he still has an old girlfriend or something?" asked Misao, who clearly hadn't stopped talking since Kaoru fazed out. Kaoru's eyes opened big and her jaw dropped. After slightly more disturbing conversation on the subject, Kaoru politely suggested that Misao leave her business to her. However, before long, Misao noticed someone creeping around in the trees.
Acting quickly, Misao utilized her surroundings, knocking the assailant from the tree using a small wooden bucket. Having heard the screams of their female companions, the valiant warriors Kenshin, Sano, and Yahiko crashed through the gate. "What's. going. on.?" asked Kenshin as he noticed that the two ladies were in the nude. "Don't look!" screamed Misao as she unleashed the same bucket fury that the man in the tree had received. With four well-placed shots the three intruders were well punished. Later that night, through conversation with the tree-climbing intruder, the group learned that the boy was an art student. Despite Misao's suggestion that he should be killed, the boy explained that he had been searching for true beauty all over the world and he had finally found it. He begged Kaoru to be the subject of his drawings.
Time passed, the crew continued working. The artist drew Kaoru, but nothing to his satisfaction. One day, the entire group was present, minus of course, Kenshin himself. The artist, out of nowhere, proclaimed his love for Kaoru. The time he had spent drawing her had only brought him closer to her, he now had to have her as his girlfriend to capture her true emotion. Later that night, everyone was fast asleep from a long day. Everyone that is, except for Kaoru. She was outside, enjoying the peaceful evening breeze and looking out over the serene landscape. She was very calm; she finally had some time to think. She remembered what she had accidentally said that one day, "my Kenshin." "You wish Kaoru. you wish he was yours," she said to herself. She would never really admit it to anyone, even herself before this. Everyone thought that there was something more between them. But Kaoru had never admitted to anyone that she actually had feelings for him. Kenshin had also held back any real show of his feelings. Even to each other, they were mysteries. "What's holding me back? Why can't I just tell him how I feel?" she asked herself. She just stared off into the distance.
Several minutes prior, Kenshin had been awakened by a disturbance at his door. It was Misao and she had pressed him for information about himself and Kaoru. "Come on Kenshin! Don't you have any emotions at all?" she practically yelled. "Why is it that you two are the only ones who can't see? Everyone around you recognizes that you two have fallen for each other. Either you're both to foolish to figure it out or you're both afraid." "Miss Misao. All too often I'm called upon to risk my life to protect others. You see. letting anyone get too close is just putting them at risk, that it does. Plus, there's the possibility that I may not return from a mission someday and." "What are you so afraid of?" she asked suddenly. There was a long pause until Kenshin broke it saying, "I'm sorry Miss Misao, I must rest now. I will see you tomorrow, that I will." He politely opened the door and bid Misao a kind farewell. After she had left, he lay in his bed, thinking. Many things crossed his mind. He remembered back to that first day that he met Kaoru. It was a gloomy day; a fog covered the Tokyo area. He was walking down the deserted street, his head looking at the ground when from nowhere, he was called by the name that he hadn't heard since the Revolution. Battousai the Manslayer. Seconds later he was attacked by a most beautiful woman. She had beautiful eyes and her hair was seemed to shine even through the fog. Later, after she had been narrowly saved by his heroics, they returned to the Kamiya Dojo. He would save her many times to come, and she would save him from himself several times as well. It was for her that he kept fighting. She had tamed a wanderer and gained a friend. Together, they would conquer a great many obstacles. They pushed each other; each was the other's reason for living. Neither would ever admit to it, however, when faced with a difficult situation, the desire to be with each other again would carry them through. So when both found strength in the other, what were they afraid of?
Kenshin suddenly said out loud, "I need to take a walk, yes, some fresh air. That will help me sort things out." Kaoru was at about the same time, thinking the very same thing. So both lost lovers began to wander. Kenshin opened his door, which was opposite the garden in which Kaoru sat. He walked out towards a small forest path. No matter what was happening, nature always calmed Kenshin. The soft noise of the crickets echoed through the woods and the wind blew softly through the branches. Above all, the full moon shone brightly about the scene, adding a beautiful silver tinge to everything. Kenshin breathed in the cool night air. After not too long, he arrived at a river. It was more of a stream really, the water moved slowly, peacefully. Its rhythm was intoxicating. He found himself walking along its path upstream, brushing his hands along some of the reeds at the riverside. He again found himself lost in thought. "Miss Misao sees a great deal deeper into people then I give her credit for, that she does. She seems to understand me better than I do. But does Miss Kaoru feel the same." Kenshin thought to himself. "I would never do anything to risk my friendship. But. I can't go on hiding these feelings. The torment would overcome me. Oh Miss Kaoru, why must this plague me so?" Kenshin then looked back at the stream and continued walking.
Earlier, Kaoru had the same impulse to go for a moonlight stroll. She recalled a quaint footbridge she had seen over a stream in the woods. She decided that such a beautiful locale would be the best place to sort out her confusion. So she also traveled through the woods and after several minutes, she reached the bridge. She leaned over the rail and found herself staring into the beautiful river. The moonlight reflected off the water and it shone like a diamond. It was immensely beautiful. She just stared, but suddenly, weather it was her mind or a coincidence, she saw Kenshin's face in the stream.
Just then, when both were staring at the water, in all of its beauty, something magical seemed to happen. A gust of wind blew that both breathed in deeply and a warm feeling filled them as they did. Just as that wind blew through reeds, hundreds of fireflies took to the sky. They hovered several feet about the river and they humbled the now faint stars in the sky. Kaoru was mystified, and found herself dismounting the bridge to get closer to them at the side of the river. Kenshin also began walking o so slowly as well. Neither was looking at anything but the miracle that had appeared before their eyes. Then, before either of them noticed, they bumped into each other. Kaoru began to fall, but before she had fallen anywhere, Kenshin had caught her in his swift arms. She looked up at him and they both blushed as he set her down. "I apologize Miss Kaoru; I was not watching," fumbled Kenshin. "Thank you," was all she responded. "You are quite welcome. But why are you out walking so late?" "I could ask you the same question." "Miss Misao wished to speak and after I had much to consider." Kaoru wanted to know what Misao had talked to him about, but she simply said, "I couldn't sleep." There was a long silence, but it was by no means uncomfortable. A breeze blew and it calmed them both as they looked out at the fireflies. "They're beautiful," stated Kenshin. "Yes, they are," responded Kaoru. "Miss Kaoru, I like. I like being able to stand here and enjoy this with you. The last time that we saw such a beautiful sight." "I remember. I was so afraid that night. I was afraid that it would be the final goodbye. that I'd never see you again," Kaoru drew closer to him and grasped his arm with both of her hands as she lay her head on his shoulder.
Kenshin closed his eyes. The greatest vision of beauty that he knew was no longer in the woods or the moon or the river or even the fireflies, the most beautiful things he knew was standing right beside him, holding his arm. They stood there in silence, both afraid to make a sudden move or sound just to find that this had all just been a wonderful dream. But then Kenshin broke the silence, he would no longer be afraid. "Miss Kaoru." said Kenshin softly as he reached his other hand over to touch hers. "Kenshin?" she spoke as she heard him pause. "I. Well that is. Um." he stuttered. "What is it Kenshin?" she asked as she turned towards him. "That is. I love you. Miss Kaoru. Since the moment I met you I've only come to love you more and more. I can no longer live without telling you that." The fireflies rose off of the river and seemed almost to encircle Kenshin and Kaoru. "Kenshin. I love you too! All this time" He pulled her close and as his lips met hers, the world seemed to be complete. Two became one, they were of the same mind, the same spirit. Nothing else existed in this perfect world. There was Kenshin and there was Kaoru. Their perfect love had finally, after all of their time together, been realized. There was something there that made the fireflies fade away, the stars hide their heads in shame, no mere words, no poetry or song, nothing could adequately describe just what happened in that kiss. As they opened their eyes, neither had to say anything more about their feelings, both understood perfectly the complexity that had once been the other. They both looked deep into each other's eyes. There was a connection there that said more than any conversation could ever hope to. "Stay with me forever Kenshin." "Forever and a day, Miss Kaoru." "My Kenshin." Kaoru said before she even realized it. And it was true, he was hers and she was his. "Shall we my love?" asked Kenshin. She nodded as she realized that my love was the first thing other than 'Miss Kaoru' that he had ever called her. He reached for her hand as the walked together, along the riverside. It would be something they would always remember. Weeks, months, years later, they would think back to that night and remember that promise, remember those feelings. They had always given each other strength, now the world would see.
Hmm. interesting. That's the first fanfic I've written for a TV show and I've discovered that its slightly harder than for video games. Whatever, I like it, I hope you do too. I hope you'll review. Uh, ya. Thanks for Reading, Cloud413
On the way back to Tokyo, the party decides to stop for a while at a hot spring in a nearby town. While they're there, Kenshin realizes that he has lost the money that Kaoru gave him. The only option left to the group is to work off the money that they owe to the owner. After a long days work, Kaoru and Misao settle down in the hot spring to relax. "I'm sorry Misao, because of my Kenshin, you're in trouble too," stated Kaoru as she soaked in the warm hot spring. "Don't worry. Anyway. so now it's my Kenshin is it?" replied Misao with a giant grin on her face. "I didn't mean to. You misunderstand Misao! Kenshin and I have nothing." "That's kinda what I thought," she interrupted with a smirk. "He isn't so good with stuff like that." Misao was making a mental note to herself to ask Kenshin how he really felt later. It was something that she had to know. Her very femininity commanded her to find out the truth in the matters of love. At the same time, Kaoru had faded off into her own world. She saw herself, dressed in her most beautiful kimono, her hair tied up with her favorite indigo ribbon, which despite her fears, had been cleansed of Kenshin's blood. She was running to Kenshin, who stood majestically in the sunset. A light breeze blew as he brushed back his hair, his ruby hair shone in the fading rays of light. But his eyes, they were the most dazzling part of his appearance, his eyes sparkled like two brilliant blue sapphires in a world where all else had turned to gray. She leapt towards him, as he caught her in a warm embrace, the spun around. Their faces grew close, she closed her eyes and then. "What if he still has an old girlfriend or something?" asked Misao, who clearly hadn't stopped talking since Kaoru fazed out. Kaoru's eyes opened big and her jaw dropped. After slightly more disturbing conversation on the subject, Kaoru politely suggested that Misao leave her business to her. However, before long, Misao noticed someone creeping around in the trees.
Acting quickly, Misao utilized her surroundings, knocking the assailant from the tree using a small wooden bucket. Having heard the screams of their female companions, the valiant warriors Kenshin, Sano, and Yahiko crashed through the gate. "What's. going. on.?" asked Kenshin as he noticed that the two ladies were in the nude. "Don't look!" screamed Misao as she unleashed the same bucket fury that the man in the tree had received. With four well-placed shots the three intruders were well punished. Later that night, through conversation with the tree-climbing intruder, the group learned that the boy was an art student. Despite Misao's suggestion that he should be killed, the boy explained that he had been searching for true beauty all over the world and he had finally found it. He begged Kaoru to be the subject of his drawings.
Time passed, the crew continued working. The artist drew Kaoru, but nothing to his satisfaction. One day, the entire group was present, minus of course, Kenshin himself. The artist, out of nowhere, proclaimed his love for Kaoru. The time he had spent drawing her had only brought him closer to her, he now had to have her as his girlfriend to capture her true emotion. Later that night, everyone was fast asleep from a long day. Everyone that is, except for Kaoru. She was outside, enjoying the peaceful evening breeze and looking out over the serene landscape. She was very calm; she finally had some time to think. She remembered what she had accidentally said that one day, "my Kenshin." "You wish Kaoru. you wish he was yours," she said to herself. She would never really admit it to anyone, even herself before this. Everyone thought that there was something more between them. But Kaoru had never admitted to anyone that she actually had feelings for him. Kenshin had also held back any real show of his feelings. Even to each other, they were mysteries. "What's holding me back? Why can't I just tell him how I feel?" she asked herself. She just stared off into the distance.
Several minutes prior, Kenshin had been awakened by a disturbance at his door. It was Misao and she had pressed him for information about himself and Kaoru. "Come on Kenshin! Don't you have any emotions at all?" she practically yelled. "Why is it that you two are the only ones who can't see? Everyone around you recognizes that you two have fallen for each other. Either you're both to foolish to figure it out or you're both afraid." "Miss Misao. All too often I'm called upon to risk my life to protect others. You see. letting anyone get too close is just putting them at risk, that it does. Plus, there's the possibility that I may not return from a mission someday and." "What are you so afraid of?" she asked suddenly. There was a long pause until Kenshin broke it saying, "I'm sorry Miss Misao, I must rest now. I will see you tomorrow, that I will." He politely opened the door and bid Misao a kind farewell. After she had left, he lay in his bed, thinking. Many things crossed his mind. He remembered back to that first day that he met Kaoru. It was a gloomy day; a fog covered the Tokyo area. He was walking down the deserted street, his head looking at the ground when from nowhere, he was called by the name that he hadn't heard since the Revolution. Battousai the Manslayer. Seconds later he was attacked by a most beautiful woman. She had beautiful eyes and her hair was seemed to shine even through the fog. Later, after she had been narrowly saved by his heroics, they returned to the Kamiya Dojo. He would save her many times to come, and she would save him from himself several times as well. It was for her that he kept fighting. She had tamed a wanderer and gained a friend. Together, they would conquer a great many obstacles. They pushed each other; each was the other's reason for living. Neither would ever admit to it, however, when faced with a difficult situation, the desire to be with each other again would carry them through. So when both found strength in the other, what were they afraid of?
Kenshin suddenly said out loud, "I need to take a walk, yes, some fresh air. That will help me sort things out." Kaoru was at about the same time, thinking the very same thing. So both lost lovers began to wander. Kenshin opened his door, which was opposite the garden in which Kaoru sat. He walked out towards a small forest path. No matter what was happening, nature always calmed Kenshin. The soft noise of the crickets echoed through the woods and the wind blew softly through the branches. Above all, the full moon shone brightly about the scene, adding a beautiful silver tinge to everything. Kenshin breathed in the cool night air. After not too long, he arrived at a river. It was more of a stream really, the water moved slowly, peacefully. Its rhythm was intoxicating. He found himself walking along its path upstream, brushing his hands along some of the reeds at the riverside. He again found himself lost in thought. "Miss Misao sees a great deal deeper into people then I give her credit for, that she does. She seems to understand me better than I do. But does Miss Kaoru feel the same." Kenshin thought to himself. "I would never do anything to risk my friendship. But. I can't go on hiding these feelings. The torment would overcome me. Oh Miss Kaoru, why must this plague me so?" Kenshin then looked back at the stream and continued walking.
Earlier, Kaoru had the same impulse to go for a moonlight stroll. She recalled a quaint footbridge she had seen over a stream in the woods. She decided that such a beautiful locale would be the best place to sort out her confusion. So she also traveled through the woods and after several minutes, she reached the bridge. She leaned over the rail and found herself staring into the beautiful river. The moonlight reflected off the water and it shone like a diamond. It was immensely beautiful. She just stared, but suddenly, weather it was her mind or a coincidence, she saw Kenshin's face in the stream.
Just then, when both were staring at the water, in all of its beauty, something magical seemed to happen. A gust of wind blew that both breathed in deeply and a warm feeling filled them as they did. Just as that wind blew through reeds, hundreds of fireflies took to the sky. They hovered several feet about the river and they humbled the now faint stars in the sky. Kaoru was mystified, and found herself dismounting the bridge to get closer to them at the side of the river. Kenshin also began walking o so slowly as well. Neither was looking at anything but the miracle that had appeared before their eyes. Then, before either of them noticed, they bumped into each other. Kaoru began to fall, but before she had fallen anywhere, Kenshin had caught her in his swift arms. She looked up at him and they both blushed as he set her down. "I apologize Miss Kaoru; I was not watching," fumbled Kenshin. "Thank you," was all she responded. "You are quite welcome. But why are you out walking so late?" "I could ask you the same question." "Miss Misao wished to speak and after I had much to consider." Kaoru wanted to know what Misao had talked to him about, but she simply said, "I couldn't sleep." There was a long silence, but it was by no means uncomfortable. A breeze blew and it calmed them both as they looked out at the fireflies. "They're beautiful," stated Kenshin. "Yes, they are," responded Kaoru. "Miss Kaoru, I like. I like being able to stand here and enjoy this with you. The last time that we saw such a beautiful sight." "I remember. I was so afraid that night. I was afraid that it would be the final goodbye. that I'd never see you again," Kaoru drew closer to him and grasped his arm with both of her hands as she lay her head on his shoulder.
Kenshin closed his eyes. The greatest vision of beauty that he knew was no longer in the woods or the moon or the river or even the fireflies, the most beautiful things he knew was standing right beside him, holding his arm. They stood there in silence, both afraid to make a sudden move or sound just to find that this had all just been a wonderful dream. But then Kenshin broke the silence, he would no longer be afraid. "Miss Kaoru." said Kenshin softly as he reached his other hand over to touch hers. "Kenshin?" she spoke as she heard him pause. "I. Well that is. Um." he stuttered. "What is it Kenshin?" she asked as she turned towards him. "That is. I love you. Miss Kaoru. Since the moment I met you I've only come to love you more and more. I can no longer live without telling you that." The fireflies rose off of the river and seemed almost to encircle Kenshin and Kaoru. "Kenshin. I love you too! All this time" He pulled her close and as his lips met hers, the world seemed to be complete. Two became one, they were of the same mind, the same spirit. Nothing else existed in this perfect world. There was Kenshin and there was Kaoru. Their perfect love had finally, after all of their time together, been realized. There was something there that made the fireflies fade away, the stars hide their heads in shame, no mere words, no poetry or song, nothing could adequately describe just what happened in that kiss. As they opened their eyes, neither had to say anything more about their feelings, both understood perfectly the complexity that had once been the other. They both looked deep into each other's eyes. There was a connection there that said more than any conversation could ever hope to. "Stay with me forever Kenshin." "Forever and a day, Miss Kaoru." "My Kenshin." Kaoru said before she even realized it. And it was true, he was hers and she was his. "Shall we my love?" asked Kenshin. She nodded as she realized that my love was the first thing other than 'Miss Kaoru' that he had ever called her. He reached for her hand as the walked together, along the riverside. It would be something they would always remember. Weeks, months, years later, they would think back to that night and remember that promise, remember those feelings. They had always given each other strength, now the world would see.
Hmm. interesting. That's the first fanfic I've written for a TV show and I've discovered that its slightly harder than for video games. Whatever, I like it, I hope you do too. I hope you'll review. Uh, ya. Thanks for Reading, Cloud413