A/N: For this chapter there are things that I need to tell you. For one Shishio as most know is a baddie in the series but I am going to start him as a good guy (and without the burns. If anyone saw the little pre burn picture kind of like that), but trust me nothing in this world would be sane if he didn't turn evil. No details but it are in further chapters. Also any people who are Megumi fans I am sorry for any disappointment but she is going to be OCC. I do like her though don't worry. Alright let us get away from my useless babbling and on with the story.

Declaimer: Me no own, master (Igor)

Talking to the few Kind

Kenshin moved his gaze away. Like she would ever give him then time of day. Much to his surprise she did peer over. His sweater-shirt was bound to chase her into the nearest pit, considering the color that it was; maroon. He wouldn't be surprised if he got:

'What are you doing with such an ugly colored shirt"

"I um… maroon is my favorite color," he heard her beautiful voice say. She was staring at his gloomy face. "What are you doing here anyway?" she asked.

"Teacher made a misinterpretation, you?" he asked.

"Principal wanted me to help out with something or other," she said. "You sound like a nice guy," she said in a happy voice.

"Thank you," it was a rather stuttered gratification. He although had much of a monotone voice. He was about to cry again but refrained. How much of a girl was he?

"That must have been some serious accident," she said looking at his scar. His hand flung to it and he retraced it. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to be rude," she apologized covering her mouth. Kenshin caught another glimpse of her. She wore her long raven's hair at the top of her head.

"I was not angry at you, it is a point made by many people who see me," he responded. He turned his head the other way trying not to show her his braces. She too stole a glance at him then looked away as well.

"I'm sorry," she said. Kenshin noticed her voice was true." So what did you mean by misinterpretation?" she asked. Kenshin fumbled when trying to think of an answer.

"It's too long a story, too short a time," he answered. The girl gave a nod and looked at her hands. Kenshin could smell the jasmine; what a wonderful scent it was.

It was then he recognized her; she was the captain of the cheerleading squad. He knew that because he was the choreographer. If only he could remember her name. Then again if he didn't really pay attention to them. Why would he? They didn't pay attention to him either.

"I understand," she said in response. "So… what are you interested in?" she asked. Being to non-talkative person he was, Kenshin almost didn't feel like answering. The fact that this girl was talking to him, however, made him smile as he answered:

"Um, I am into computers and such."

"Cool. I like kendo but since this school doesn't have it well, I go for cheerleading," she said. That was rather understandable from Kenshin's point of view, considering that either way, it involved a certain flexibility and concentration.

"I like martial arts too but I've studied something you've probably never heard of: Hiten Mitusrugi Ryu," he said. He noticed that his face was halfway covered with his arms.

"I think I've heard of that one. I'm probably the same with you, on the not knowing the style thing. Mine's Kamiya Kasshin Ryu," she said. Automatically Kenshin had recognized it. He set his books at his feet.

"That is in the protecting am I correct?" he asked.

"Um-hum." Kaoru's hands were toying with her hair." You seemed a bit worried. Why?"

Kenshin felt as though he looked at her truly for the first time. Just as he was about to answer her question, the principal came out, motioning for him to go into the back office.

"Come in Mr. Himura. We shall be with you momentarily Miss Kamiya," he said politely. Kenshin stood as the principal began into the back office. The principal was a man by the name of Shishio Makoto. "Take a seat Mr. Himura," he commanded. Kenshin followed the instruction and looked at Saito who had his arms crossed and was standing close to the principal. His wolf eyes nearly pierced through the red head's forehead..

The principal wore his hair at the top of his head and it was rather messy. His bangs were not showing. He too had piercing eyes but they were soft as he looked Kenshin over. "Now Saito tells me you've been disrupting his class. Surely a student of model character can't go bad this quickly?" he said.

"Speculating. Well I can prove you wrong Makoto. Take out first incident, books knocked off the table," he said. Shishio turned his head to Kenshin insinuating his chance to talk.

"Aoshi pushed them off sir," Kenshin rebutted.

"You said your elbow hit them Himura," Saito interrupted.

"Yes, but I believed it best not to get him in trouble," Kenshin responded. Shishio gave a nod.

"What was next Saito?" Shishio asked placing his chin on his hands which were tightly knit together.

"His paper had excess material not in the lesson," Shishio again looked at Kenshin

"More like excess garbage if I am not mistaken sir. Saying it was from a cartoon," Kenshin quoted. Shishio put his hands on his desk and stood looking with a glare toward Saito.

"Saito, did you make an attempt to see if his answers were right or wrong? You said everyone gets a chance right? And if I'm not mistaken, Himura does work at college level, correct?" he asked. Saito was giving an annoyed look and reluctantly nodded, "Good. What was your last disturbance?" This time Saito had given a wicked grin and looked at the pupil.

"He was a little wriggler. He fell out of his seat causing an outburst during a test. And I do applaud him for being quite the contortionist," Saito was trying to get Kenshin in trouble and mock him at the same time, "and then he smarted off to me." Shishio again looked at Kenshin.

Kenshin recapped the situation. He was talking fast; so fast that neither Shishio nor Saito could hardly keep up with him. As soon a he finished, Shishio accessed it as best he could, eventually understanding everything. "From my perspective it was you blaming him for accidents. Himura free to go, Saito stay in my office," Kenshin thanked the principal. "Go to your next class the bell is 'bout to ring. Oh and give this to Miss Kamiya. She's going to be late to class," Shishio handed a slip to him. He walked out approaching Kaoru.

"You seem giddy," Kaoru observed.

"I am pleased Miss. Oh here the principal asked me to give you this, he says you'll be late," he gave her the paper. All the way to his class, on the top floor of the building, he was thinking about Kaoru. Normally he was an out cast. But she treated him normal. Most, even the other geek like people, rejected him. He had red hair halfway down his back round glasses. He normally dressed nicely and wore black training shoes. Because of this, he was strange.

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Lunch was always a fun subject. And for Kenshin, a learning experience. He sat with his laptop while a group of cheerleaders, Kaoru one of then, watched at him viciously. The girls around her included Megumi Takani, Misao Makimachi and Tomoe Yukishiro. Megumi was the first to talk.

"What a loser."

"Who's that?" Kaoru asked, not so interested in what he friends had to say.

"Like the biggest geek in school," Tomoe interjected. Kaoru acted as though she knew. "He makes himself way too obvious; I mean a computer at school?" Kaoru watched Kenshin bend backwards to grab a pen rolling off the table.

"Wow."

"What do you mean wow? It's not a sport Kaoru," Megumi scoffed.

"How many people like him can actually do that though?" Kaoru questioned.

"It's his big brain Kaoru. It moves him back and forth," Megumi said snidely. Kaoru sighed. A battle not won. She wanted people to see him like she did: a nice person. That wasn't going to happen though. She knew it.