Disclaimer: Nothing is mine, all credit goes to Nobuhiro Watsuki. This story is written just for fun, no money made.
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30 kisses: Aoshi and Kaoru
Chapter 2 – The colors of you
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Title: The colors of you
Author/Artist: Diamantmaus aka. Joey8
Pairing: Shinomori Aoshi and Kamiya Kaoru
Fandom: Rurouni Kenshin
Theme: # 15: perfect blue
Disclaimer: I don't own the Rurouni Kenshin characters. All credit goes to Nobuhiro Watsuki. This story is written just for fun, no money made.
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(From Aoshi's POV)
In her diary, the only memento I have of her, my mother always wrote that there is a certain color to every person, to every situation and to every emotion. Until I met you, I never believed it. In my past there has always ever been black. Black memories, black thoughts, black emotions.
Sometimes there was a certain flash of white.
Sometimes it was a sudden feeling of hope that maybe in the end it all would work out – followed by the blackness of reality that it never 'worked out' before.
Sometimes it came with the defeat of an enemy, the feeling of triumph over an opponent, the euphoria of a won battle – followed by the blackness of reality about another man's blood on my hands, another life taken by me.
Sometimes it even came with the absence of pain. Yes, as a fighter you had to endure pain as well. It was seldom that you would leave a battlefield unscathed and when you were in battles all the time, like me, you would be in pain all the time too. Even the few moments when there wasn't pain were followed by the black realization that I can never have a normal life.
What 'normal' man has taken as many lives as I have? So I'm not an assassin, but I won't hesitate to take a life if necessary. And in my job it was necessary quite often. I wished it wasn't…
So I always thought the world was black and those flashes of white were just an illusion, because white was always followed by black.
When I met you for the first time it was on the blackest of all my black moments. The deepest black of all.
So maybe technically there is no blacker than black, just as there is no lonelier than lonely. But I know better.
There are different shades of black, just as there are different shades of grey. But grey would still imply that you have a certain amount of white hope. In my world there was no room for hope.
My world was black, blacker, blackest. Different shades of black. I have seen them all.
When I met you for the first time it was my blackest moment. The moment I stood in Kanryuu's mansion and my friends got killed one by one to protect me. Me. A black person. And I couldn't do a thing, just watch. Black in its finest, deepest, darkest shade.
It was the moment I needed a flash of white the most. Anything, anyone, if only the tiniest flicker of light. And it came.
It was not a flash of white however, it was a whole bonfire of it in the form of a young woman. And what was more surprising for me: it –you- stayed.
When I met you, I finally had a light to hold onto. A light that explored, illuminated everything of me, in me, around me.
And with this light, with you by my side, I finally saw colors in this world. For the first time there were colors. My mother was right after all. There really is a color to everything.
The first color that I noticed was, of course, blue. The blue of your eyes, perfect sapphires. Liquid burning blue, calming silent blue. Everything is blue in your eyes. Even me when I'm close enough to see my reflection in your eyes.
Then there is still black, the blackness of your hair. This was a completely new experience to me. For me black was always a cold color, drawing the light, casting darkness. Everything not good was black. But your hair, the color of a raven's feather is no such color. It's a warm black. A soft black. A beautiful black. Soft and beautiful like the velvety blackness of a night in your arms.
Your skin is the color of milk, soft and sweet as a peach. When we grew closer I was so hesitant to touch you, afraid to infuse this perfect milky surface with my darkness. When I told you about this you just laughed and told me the many colors you see in me, how much about me is not black. And I took your hands in thanks, my first touch into the milky-white peach-soft ocean that is your skin. When we spent a night together for the first time, when you touched me and I touched you, I was sure this was the closest to heaven I would ever get.
This was the first night I felt your deep all-consuming passion directed at me and believe me, it's definitely red. Fire red. Burning hot red. You touched me with this burning hot red fire and I burnt. The passion you invoke in me, a craving I didn't even realize I had, is a never-ending flame.
I once told you that I never thought I could be so passionate as I am with you, and you kissed me and told me that someone who was drawn to battles, like me could never be a not-passionate man, because battles are another kind of passion as well. And it was my turn to laugh before we let our passion-red-hot fire consume us again.
And then there's what I love the most about you. You are an artist. An artist of colors, an artist of love and life and hope.
What I love the most is the color of your soul. That's the color of your deepest essence, the color your heart beats in, the color that flows through your veins, the color of your life, the color of your love for me. It's the basic color of your world and it's the color of my world now as well. Because you are my world.
And that is why I love your eyes, blue like sapphires. Someone once said the eyes are a window to one's soul and whoever said it, he was right. Because your soul is blue. Like your eyes, like an ocean, like the sky, like sapphires. Like everything good that can happen, because everything good is blue.
It's the color you painted my world in and I love it. And now my world is no longer black, but a perfect blue.
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The end
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A.N.: This chapter is dedicated to Ellav31, who wanted to read some romance. So here it is, the second part of the 30 kisses series. I hope you all liked it. To be honest, I don't even remember much about what I wrote, because really, this chapter almost wrote itself. I just pressed the keys. And when I read it after I was done it was as if I saw it for the first time. But I liked it.
This theme "perfect blue" was my absolute favourite theme the moment I saw it, because it is so essentially Kaoru.
Please tell me what you think and leave a review, ne? And a big Thank you to all of you who reviewed the last chapter! You are great and your praise made my day!
Until next time, Joey (aka. Diamantmaus)
