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Warning: Contains some language and suggestions.

A/N: Takes place after anime series ends. Please review. Thanks.

A Night to Forget

The first thing Kaoru Kamiya noticed when she awoke was a pounding headache and the strong urge to vomit. The second thing she noticed was that she was naked and lying next to an also naked Aoshi Shinomori.

"Ack!" She squeaked, causing Aoshi to groan and stir. He reeked of alcohol although Kaoru doubted she smelled much better. What happened? She asked herself, Oh, Kenshin, this is all your fault!

Aoshi opened his ice blue eyes as if it were the most painful experience in the world. His efforts were rewarded by a naked Kaoru staring at him in shock, her hands covering her mouth.

"I knew there was a reason I didn't drink sake." he moaned covering his eyes with an arm.

The night before it had seemed like the right thing to do. He had come to the Kamiya Dojo to find Kenshin so that they could discuss a serial killer in Kyoto. What he had found instead was Kaoru crying hysterically.

Not wanting to get involved he had simply told her he would call at a later time. He had been surprised when she had grabbed his hand while wiping her eyes with the arm of her kimono and looked up at him tearfully. "No, please stay. I just need someone to talk to." He had reluctantly agreed to stay for a cup of tea.

"What has the battousai done now?" he had asked coldly.

This set Kaoru crying again. "He…date…Megumi," were the only three words Aoshi understood from the muffled admission.

He was unaffected by her tears and leaned back in his chair thoughtfully. "Yes, I suppose it does make sense. Both of them with their guilt-ridden pasts and all. I bet they have a lot to discuss. Plus, she is closer to his age. What? Did I say something to upset you?"

Kaoru was now inconsolable and she stood from the table and grabbed a jug of sake from a cupboard along with two cups. Aoshi's eyes widened in horror as she filled them both and downed hers within seconds.

She licked her lips and motioned to Aoshi with an attempted smile. "Drink up."

"No, I can't," he answered. "I made a vow to myself that never again would I partake of sake."

"You wouldn't make a lady drink alone, would you?"

Aoshi sighed, "I suppose one drink couldn't hurt."

One drink had turned into two and two had turned into ten for Kaoru and four for Aoshi. Aoshi remembered nothing beyond the first drink.

Now he stared awkwardly at the woman before him who flushed red and moved her arms to cover her chest.

The door to the dojo suddenly slammed open. "Where is that no good, dirty, backstabbing bastard?" Sanosuke yelled as his fist shook the house. That's when he saw the knocked down pictures, the overturned furniture, and Aoshi and Kaoru naked in the middle of the floor. He crashed to the floor in a dead feint.

TBC