So the first chapter was updated on 2018-08-30 to be multiple pages long (instead of 1) when I decided to go ahead with this story

If you read this chapter without it, you may end up confused. Also this is going to be a very very short chapter ^^''

:P The warning has been given

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Kenshin stares at the human under his clawed fingers. It stares back with wide eyes. Why isn't it shrieking in terror like the others before it? Maybe it was in shock. Or it came prepared to die? It did bring a weapon. At least, he thinks it's a weapon. He squints at the weapon. The usual weapons are swords, but this thing… It looks strange. A pointy metal stick? He huffs in confusion.

What a bizarre human. He watches it stare up at him without making any sound. There is only one reaction that comes from humans under his claws, and it's screaming and crying gibberish. Maybe it wasn't a human. Kenshin sniffs at it trying to learn through scent. Female? The same female that's lived in the tower above him if he's placing the scent correctly. Not the one who imprisoned him here. Not that that should matter. He tried to keep to a moral code that included not killing females or children.

Wham. Kenshin recoils from the female with a surprised shriek. A shriek that his dignity insisted in no way sounded like a hatchling. She had taken advantage of his distraction and smacked him across the nose. What a violent female. A common trait in draconic females, but human females? He's never even been seen one come near him willingly, much less without the terrified shrieking.

This one came after him with a pointy stick. Maybe he had made a mistake classifying it as a female human. Ignoring the throbbing of his nose, he scents again just to be sure . It's definitely female and definitely human. Wham. This time, the victim is the soft flesh of his toes.

Kenshin flails backwards, and force himself not to lose himself to the instincts that demand the attacking creature's blood to be spilled across the stones like all the others. He carefully lifts her and sets her in front of the stairs that lead to the upper floor that she's been living on. She brandishes the stick at him, and he ignores it in favor of curling into his favorite corner. Far away from the violent female, and most definitely not because he's sulking.

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Kaoru is confused. At first she thought the dragon was going to eat her. Especially when it almost inhaled her. She had observed until she was very sure of each sensitive area. She even attacked every vulnerable place she could find without mercy, and yet, it dumped her in front of the stairs. Then it curled into a corner facing away from her.

Kaoru snarled in rage. There's no way that thing would be just letting her go like this. It's probably planning a game of cat and mouse. Just waiting for her to let her guard down. Like hell she's taking that! She brandishes her poker in a way that had looked especially threatening in the mirror and gives her war cry. Not that she's been practicing. Kaoru almost trips over her own feet when it glances at her before settling itself in the corner more firmly.

This is weird. Now that she thinks about it, even the skeletons littering the area don't look as though they were eaten. Merely killed and left to turn to bone. The exit is next to the dragon's corner and, well, she did come here with the eventuality of being able to go outside. It takes her a long time, but eventually she manages to make it to the exit without dropping her guard a single moment.

She freezes when the dragon peeks at her. It's body remains relaxed as it watches her in curiosity. Kaoru stands with her back to the door and an eye on the dragon. She slides her fingers over the wood until she finds the handle. With a twist and a shove, she's so close to being free that she can taste it. The dragon makes no move to stop her.

There are far fewer stairs than what she remembered seeing as a child. She giddily skips down the stairs and comes to the final door that bars her from the outside world. A solid wooden door that shows not a single hint of age is the only thing in her way. Kaoru's hands tremble as she pushes it open. There's so much green and it's so close.

She giggles as she lays in the grass. Was grass always this soft? With a sigh she settles into the softest patch of grass and stares at the clouds. Eventually she'll have to return to the tower for no other reason than it being her home. She needs to learn how to hunt and cook what she hunts. The dragon needs to be dealt with as well.

Just in a different way than she originally planned. The tower provides for both of them now, but when the magic finally runs out, she can't live with herself knowing she left it to starve. She presses her face into the grass and groans. How did this become so complicated? Kaoru lays in the grass for hours basking in the softness of it's blades and the warmth of the sun.

Unmoving until the first drops of rain fell on her. Giggling, she ran back into the tower. Closing the door gave a sense of finality. Almost like closing the lid of a coffin. This tower would not become her coffin. The dragon jerks back from it's corner in surprise, and she sees a small hole in the wall.

Well, it was small for the dragon, but large enough for her to walk through. The dragon had been staring outside, and- Oh Kaoru could understand this. She smiled at the dragon hesitantly and quietly laid the poker on the floor. "Hi, I'm Kaoru." It stared at her with huge violet eyes.

After a few moments felt like hours, she started fidgeting. "Can you even understand me?" It unfroze long enough to uncurl itself and made a soft huffing noise. "Is that a yes?" Another soft huff greeted her. "What do I call you?"

The dragon makes a series of low chirps and rumbles. Well, that was not something that she could ever say, but she decides to try anyway much to the dragon's horror. It's eyes were wide and it made a choking noise. "I guess that wasn't your name." Kaoru grinned at it's disbelieving snort.

"Maybe I'll just pick a name for you." She stared at it speculatively for a while. "Well you're a pretty red girl so maybe something incorporating that?" It shrieked loudly and slapped at the floor. She dropped to the ground and waited for the shrieking to stop.

It flopped down to the floor and balefully glared at her. "So… not a girl?" He huffed loudly. Kaoru started rattling off male names and tried not to be irritated with every hiss. Tried being the key word. "You're making this too hard."

It's with a dramatic sigh that she utters the last name. "What about Kenshin?" Not a single hiss. She took that moment to look for his reaction. His tail slowly swishes side to side and his head is tilted to the side. Eventually he bobs his head sharply looking pleased.

"Ok, Kenshin it is." She cut herself off with yawning. An amused snort and he reaches over to nose her towards her rooms. Kaoru pet at his face absentmindedly before walking back to her rooms. She could deal with the rest tomorrow.