Disclaimer: I'm doing this all for fun and it's not making me any richer.

Warnings: (PG-13) Dirty mouths and perverts.

Seasons

Session 2 –Enemy

An annoyed angry aura pulsed through the small room, making all the occupants of the tavern glance in the direction of the disturbance. A short woman was standing defiantly right under the nose of a tall light haired man, her pale delicate face screwed into a mask of rage. Her raven hair, which was set in a high pony tail, quivered and the lavender eyes glinted in the shadowy bar. They were both on their feet, fists clenched and glaring daggers at each other. Several of the patrons around them inched away slowly not wanting to get caught in the middle of a fight.

You wanna be a big time player – it's not to be…

"Bitch." The man said through clenched teeth, his face reddening at the roots of his spiky white hair.

"Ass." She hissed back at him, rising a little on her toes as if to make a vain attempt to be at his eye level. The man across from her held a black whisky bottle in his left hand which was shaking from time to time, his turquoise eyes blood shot and dilated.

Look at the snide ass – actin like wise ass

"Whore!" he yelled and took a step even closer to her, inches from her face. His eyes roamed over her slender body hungrily. Plastering a foolish grin on his face he licked his lips sending his tongue dangerously close to the girl's mouth. "You can be my whore, bitch. I could show you what it really means to be screwed." Taking her arm in an iron grip he pulled her against him and shoved a slimy tongue into her mouth.

With a growl the girl's eyes blazed and she sent her knee swiftly into his crouch and bit down hard on his evading tongue with her teeth. He gave a muffled yep and tried to leap away from her. However she wasn't done. No one hurt her pride that much and got away with it.

Holding a struggling man in her arms, she never let her teeth leave his tongue. Pulling back her fist she plunged it into the gut of him, making his feet leave the ground by millimeters. Giving him another quick kick to his groin she let go of his tongue and he fell to the floor with a soft thump. Spitting out the man's blood from her mouth she booted him again in the back. With a whimper he made to crawl away from her.

I'll screw up your face and you'll never look back…

She reached down and pulled his now bleeding face closer to hers.

"Don't you ever touch me again, Bastard." She said, her eyes flickering with rays of molten silver. The man looked fearfully at her and hastily nodded his head. Releasing the man from her hold she gave him another hearty kick and staked out of the tavern.

Silence followed and it was not until she had been gone a while that conversation went back to normal. The door suddenly creaked and was pulled open by a tall brown haired man with a white over coat around his shoulders. On the back, in bold black strokes was the character 'Aku'. Glancing around a few times, he gave a annoyed grunt and turned to the ageing owner.

"Has Kamiya been here?" he asked between gulps of air. The old man gave him a dubious look before speaking.

"Just missed her. She stalked out 'bout 10 minutes ago." He said still giving the tall man a disapproving gaze. The taller man gave the owner an exasperated look and shook his head.

"Come on, it was just a little fight, No need to hold a grudge." The younger man said leaning against the counter. The owner raised an eye brow and pointed to large gap in the bar. It was missing, the wooded edges crude and rough. The tall man gave a nervous laugh and ran a hand through his hair.

"Oh yah, sorry about that…." Suddenly snapping back into reality his face became serious. "Anyway, which way did Kamiya go?" The older man pointed to his right.

"Out the door and headed towards the complex." He said dismissively, and took a filthy cloth from his belt and started to polish a random glass. The tall man, feeling suddenly unwelcome walked out of the tavern and started to jog lightly towards the large stone complex.

So when you fall to the ground…

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Arriving in her small room she moved over to a cot in the corner and sat on the edge of it. Placing her elbows on her knees, she held her head in her hands. Her work was never easy, but it must be done. The screams of her victims echoed in her dreams, never letting her have a good night sleep.

Having just been thoroughly pissed at the man in the tavern she had come back to her room in hope of getting a relaxing work out before she would have to get back to her real work. She was currently working on a very stubborn man. However, she had pulled most of the fight out of him and another session would break him, and she would get to a well deserved week off.

Flopping down on her cot she pulled off her black coat. Throwing it unceremoniously to the floor she stared at the dirty ceiling and ran a hand through her hair. She closed her eyes slowly and shifted on to her side now only wanting a short rest before she would have to go back. However before she could ever feel drowsy a fist pounded on her door with such force that dust fell from the ceiling.

"What the hell do you want!" she yelled with out turning to tell him or her to come in.

"Kaoru, its Sano. Shishio has a new job for you. Says you can drop whatever you had now to get this one over with." said a muffled voice from behind the door. Heaving a sigh Kaoru slid off the cot and swung open the door.

"Why does he want me to do that? He knows that it will take only one session to break the current one." She said angrily. Sano shrugged and walked into the room taking the cot Kaoru had left. Giving a growl she picked up her discarded coat and ran a hand through her raven hair and tying it up with a leather strap.

"He wants me to do it now right?" she asked him looking at herself in a small mirror. Nodding he put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes.

"High security number seventeen." He said lazily. Glaring at him she redid her unraveling chest wrap.

"Must be someone special to be in high security." She said conversationally. Sano nodded.

"Apparently it's some assassin." He said and opened his eyes, grinning at her. "Have fun." Giving him another glared she flicked him off and pulled back on her coat.

"Don't stay too long. Some of the men might get the wrong ideas." She said stiffly, glaring at him.

"Katsuhiro would blow up the compound if he heard about that." Sanosuke said with a smirk, closing his eyes. Kaoru and slammed the door.

Fuming all the way down to the dungeons about the shiftiness of men, she reached the room with in minutes. Casting a lazy eye up at the pair of guards she wrenched the door open and strode in. There was already a small group of four guards in the room and a tall bandaged man was sitting on a chair with his back to her, facing an iron slab that occupied the middle of the room.

The room was lined with black cabinets, a cold fire place with a large bundle of wood close to it. Her lavender eyes drank in the scene with surprise. Shishio had never made an appearance to one of her jobs; it was Sano who would take her the assignment. Looking around the room once more she raised an eye brow when she saw that his black haired woman was nowhere to be seen. Turning back to the bandaged man she walked to his side and glanced to the table he was staring at.

She could see a small boyish like figure, who, when he stood, would be only inches taller then her. Red hair framed his face and a cross scar marred one of his cheeks. Think iron rings secured him to the slab at the wrists, ankles and waist making only his head movable. However his eyes were closed and his form completely relaxed. 'Uncommon' she thought to herself. All the signs pointed to a sleeping draft. That was strange, the shogunate prided themselves in 'live' captures and the use of only a sword or other iron weapons. Glancing down at the innocent looking boy-like man, her eyebrows furrowed in confusion and she glanced at the man beside her.

"It's the Battousai, Kamiya." Said Shishio slowly, not taking his eyes off the figure in front of him. There was a flicker of anger in his eye that was consciously echoed in Karou's. "He is to be your job until he brakes." He turned to her. "I don't want him permanently injured or killed. He will have other uses in time." There was a pause and his shiftily eyes gave a sharp glance towards the Battousai and he grinned.

"It seams that the great manslayer has decided to join the land of the living."

Kaoru glanced at the man and she noticed that his eyes had slid open to reveal a currently hazy violet gaze.

And finally get back to reality…

Kaoru watched the man with interest. The only thing that moved was his eyes. They had suddenly lost their haziness when they feel on the bandaged man. The two twin orbs flashed in sudden anger as Battousai's gaze locked with Shishio's and the boys hands curled into fists. The chains at his ankles rattled and the guards looked warily to the bound man. He clenched his teeth and glanced to Kaoru, but only looked her over once before sliding back to Shishio.

"No friends here Battousai." He said with a sneer.

With another testing rattle of the chains that held him, his lips drew into a hard straight line.

"I don't need any friends, Shishio." He said icily. The bandaged face twisted into an evil smile and he laughed mirthlessly.

"Then you'll soon wish you did." Shishio said and turned to Kaoru. "He's all yours…" The raven haired girl gave a nod and glanced around the room again.

"I will need his sword." She said softly unclenching a fist she didn't remember clenching. Shishio nodded and took a katana out of his belt and tossed it to her. Catching it she smiled grimly. "When would you like me to be done?" she asked in a low voice. Shishio shrugged his shoulders and glance towards the Battousai.

"As long as it takes." He said and turned back to the door, slipping out of it and motioning the guards to follow. Kaoru glanced down at the silent boy who was the Battousai and inwardly marveled at how young he was. However, with her attention gone from Shishio, Kaoru didn't notice the door being shut until too late and he closed the iron door with a satisfied bang and click as it was locked from the outside. Kaoru gave angry growl and glared at Shishio from behind the small window with iron bars.

"Bastard…" she hissed and gave it a hard angry punch. She didn't like to be locked in a cell of any kind. Shishio only grinned at her.

"You're not getting out 'till you break him." He said and snapped a finger. Kaoru watched as a tall strangely dressed ninja loomed into her limited view. "I'm leaving Hannya here to keep guard." He said with a sly grin. "There's plenty of food in the cabinets." He turned to leave but looked back. "…and have fun." He said with a laugh the echoed hollowly in the detention block and walked away ignoring Karou's protests.

And no one else is around…

"Shishio! Get back here!" she yelled and banged on the door again with a tanned fist. Growling with disgust she gave the door another hit. She was suddenly aware of amber eyes studying her every movements and she spun to face the red haired man with anger plastered over her delicate features.

"What are you looking at hitokiri?" She hissed and leaned close to him. "You wouldn't want to look if you knew what hell you're going to pay for putting me in this mess." The man looked at her calmly taking in the features of her face and body.

"You're the one who chose this job." he said softy, defiantly. "Only you are to blame for this." Karou's fist clenched and plunged its self towards his gut however it only hit solid iron. You'd think she would have remembered how tightly he was bound at the slab.

"Shit!" she swore and shook her hand from the pain. Glaring at the man on the table she contented herself with giving him a hearty slap across the face. Battousai turned his head and got the full force of the hit on his still raw scar. The scaring popped and fresh blood flowed from the reopened cut. The red substance covered Karou's hand and she looked at him with disgust. Wiping the blood on his blue gi she glanced over to the cupboards and eyed them with interest. She wondered if Shishio had taken it upon himself to get her some new toys. Shifting the katana in her grasp to her belt, Kaoru walked over to the cupboard and opened the double doors. While her eyes drank in the sight a smile crept across her face.

As Battousai watched the woman with a grim expression a heavy dread filled his heart. She looked almost gleeful when the secret of the cupboard was revealed, and he had a sinking feeling that if she was happy it meant trouble for him. With a sigh he turned his face to one side allowing the cool iron ease the throbbing heat in his now bleeding cheek.

So how does it feel to be the enemy?...

It was really hard to make the lyrics match the text …I had to cut out a huge chunk of the song…it sucks to have to do that, but some how having your name in lights didn't quite fit….anyway this story will soon walk the thin line between R and other ratings (NR-17 is the next I believe and that's not allowed), but I promise that it will be within the rules...however if I get to excited and cross the line, please tell me. Next Session….Karou shows her stuff…have fun…oh yah, and how did you like Karou? Lol Did I have fun.

A big thanx to the first reviewers I had. And you guys/girls have sweet pen names! lol very nice. AND to answer nilnil's questions...1. yes I will update...2.it was Okita, I must not have made that 'clear'. thanks it makes me feel people are actully reading! -Gives reviewers mini katanas.- try not to poke your eye out...

(Note: July 1 '06) This chapter is done with editing also! I must throw a party...or not. Anyway, I have about half of the next chapter done as of July 1 2006. It's taking forever however its still coming. If anyone is still reading...

R&R