Disclaimer: RK and Me and Mrs. Jones are not mine. RK is Nobuhiro Watsuki's, and Me and Mrs. Jones… I think it's Billy Paul's…

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The Intersection

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"This is a nice drink, what are you going to call it?" asked Misao while sniffing into the cup. Kaoru smiled while looking at the empty coffee can.

"I'm not sure yet. Himura Blend?" She said with a grin on her face.

Misao looked at her with a weird face. "Are you serious? Just because you made this drink from the coffee his company manufactured?"

Kaoru grinned and blushed. "But this coffee is his favourite coffee as well!"

"What, he only said that on the interview so that the coffee got a good image!"

"No! You don't understand, Misao. This is his hardwork… He made it with his hands from the scratch…" Kaoru mumbled while looking at the coffee can with a big smile in her face. Misao sighed.

"As if he would go and pick the coffee himself and blend it himself."

"But he did!"

"Of course he didn't! It's just a publicity thing! Come on, Kaoru, you need a boyfriend. Let me introduce you to some my graduated seniors."

"Nah, I already have the father of my child." Kaoru said with a singsong voice, pointing at Himura Kenshin's picture on her wall.

"Not IMAGINARY BOYFRIEND!!!!" Misao shook her head while screaming. Kaoru smiled and then waltzed into the kitchen while humming an off tune "Me and Mrs. Jones", only that she tried hard to squeeze in Mr. Himura instead of Mrs. Jones. Misao sighed, but then grinned, knowing that her and the other waitresses' choice of Kaoru's birthday present was right on the target.

After all, Kaoru was always obsessive about Himura Kenshin. There were pictures of Kenshin on her office wall in the back of the café, and she was always looking for magazines or newspapers that have Kenshin's news in it. She kept everything in a scrapbook and sometimes read them during the lunchbreak. Other than that quirky hobby, she was a nice person. Misao met her two years ago when she was looking for a part time job. Kaoru was three years older than her, and was like a sister to her. She always took care of Misao, and it was funny, because at times she seemed like a happy person, as playful as a little kid, but Misao knew how she tried hard to just get on with life.

Me and Mrs. Jones

We got a thing goin'on

We both know that it's wrong

But it's much too strong

To let it go now

We meet every day at the same cafe

Six-thirty and no one knows she'll be there

Holding hands, making all kinds of plans

While the juke box plays our favorite songs

Misao looked up when she saw Kaoru opened her office door so that everyone in the café could listen to the music she played from the old LP. She danced out of the office and put on her apron with a big grin, and a few regular costumers teased her about the song, making her blush. Misao grinned.

"Why this song, though, Kaoru?" asked her.

"This song? My Mr. Himura is married, right? I can only be his secret affair. It's just damn sad that he had to get married two years ago. He should just, I don't know, be his gorgeous, single self." Kaoru answered playfully. Misao glared at her.

"You're crazy. You need a doctor. Stop that song right now." She demanded.

Kaoru grinned. "Of course that's not the reason, Misao! I just like listening to the song. Me… and… Mr. Himura…"

Misao shook her head. "Man, you're one crazy lady."

"Why thank you, Misao. At least I'm a lady." Kaoru curtsied and went back to making drinks.

*****

Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now

We gotta be extra careful
That do we don't build our hopes up too high
Because she's got her own obligations
And so, and so, do I

"I like this song."

Kenshin looked up from his paperwork to see his wife standing in front of him. She was as beautiful as ever, and Kenshin admitted it. If her long hair, deep black eyes and slender figure wasn't enough, elegant and graceful airs that surrounded her would definitely make everybody turn their heads towards her.

Kenshin smiled. Oh, how he loved to be with her before.

"Hi Tomoe." He stood up and gave her a light hug. Tomoe sat down on the chair in front of him, and he sat back down on his desk. She looked at the calendar and smiled slightly.

"You circled our anniversary. I'm flattered." She said. Kenshin smiled.

"Yeah? I do love our marriage, even though I'm still trying to figure out how to get you out of this." He said. Tomoe put her hand on Kenshin's hands, but then her eyes fell onto his chainless keys.

"You don't use the keychain I got you anymore?" She asked. Kenshin shook his head with a grin on his face.

"About that, funny story. I met this kid on the beach last week, and I gave the keychain to him. It turned out that the mother is a big fan of me! How funny is that?"

"You're actually famous." Tomoe said with a small smile. Kenshin shrugged.

"Yeah, that's very unexpected and creepy. Flattering, but creepy nonetheless." He said. Tomoe chuckled a little, and took out a beautiful pale purple .

"Here, I picked the invitation for our anniversary party." Kenshin took it and examined it.

"Nice colour, though I prefer a stronger purple, like magenta." He said with a smile. Tomoe took the invitation and put it back into her bag.

"What does it matter, Kenshin?"

They looked at each other meaningfully, and sighed at the same time. Kenshin smiled bitterly and Tomoe looked away.

"Maybe we should just learn to love each other. We have loved each other before, right, Kenshin?" she asked with a soft voice. Kenshin shook his head.

"You still have a chance to be with the one you love. Don't waste it. Don't be me." He said bitterly. Tomoe sighed, went closer to Kenshin, and kissed his temple, before leaving him alone in his office.

Kenshin stood up and repeated the song in his computer. Me and Mrs. Jones, sang by Billy Paul. Recorded in 1972. It tells a story about Mrs. Jones' love affair. It was her favourite song, even though sometime he was wondering whether she played it just to send him a beautiful, jazzy innuendo. He closed his eyes and trying to remember the whole lyric of the song.

Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now

Well, it's time for us to be leaving
It hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she'll go her way and I'll go mine
Tomorrow we'll meet
The same place, the same time

"Kenshin… Just for today, hold me…"

Kenshin opened his eyes.

"You knew…" He whispered quietly while watching the sun setting from his window on the thirteenth floor.

What she didn't know was, his feelings have changed a long time ago. Even before she left. He just didn't know it.

It is true when people said you don't know what you've got 'til it's gone.

*****

"Hey, Kaoru? Can you come to the café now?"

"Misao, I'm napping."

"But Ken-chan puked! We played around with some cats from the neighbours and he started puking! It's so scary!" Misao chirped. Kaoru sat up on her old sofa and sighed. There goes her beauty sleep before the night shift started. She put on her jacket and made her way to the café as fast as possible. When she arrived, the café was dark and quiet even though the sign on the door said "open".

"Weird." She mumbled as she opened the door. Suddenly the room became bright and everyone jumped from behind chairs and tables with confetti and paper trumpet.

"SURPRISEE!!!!" They all sreamed in unison and threw confetti at Kaoru. Kaoru looked at them, between shock and dazed. She looked at the HAPPY BIRTHDAY banner on top of the bar, but still too startled to understand.

"Surprise, what?" She asked. Misao laughed.

"Your birthday, silly!" She said while hugging Kaoru. Everyone clapped their hands and hugged Kaoru as well. Kaoru blushed, a little embarrassed that she had forgotten her own birthday, and flattered as well. For six years, never once did they miss her birthday.

"Thanks, Misao, Omasu, Okon, Shiro, Kuro, Kenji…" She said gratefully. Misao nodded while looking at Kenji with a grin.

"Bocchan helped too, isn't that right?" She asked Kenji. Kenji nodded proudly.

"I made the HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" He said while pointing at the big banner. Kaoru kissed his cheek and thanked him. Shiro and Kuro took out a big chocolate cake with a lot of cherries and twenty six candles on it. Kaoru smiled.

"My favourite cake! Chocolate with cherries! How do you guys know?" She asked excitedly. Everyone looked at each other and shrugged. Kaoru counted the candles and blushed.

"Oh my god. I'm old." She said.

"You're not old, you're matured." Misao replied. Kaoru shrugged, made a wish and blew the candles in one go. Then everyone went and have her little presents. A bottle of perfume from Okon and Omasu, a lipstick from Misao, a drawing from Kenji, and a bag from Shiro and Kuro, which Kaoru realized was picked by Misao.

"Thank you guys…" She hugged everyone and thanked them. Misao shook her head playfully.

"That's not all, Kaoru." She said while taking a big envelope and handed it to Kaoru. Kaoru opened the envelope and froze. Several pictures of Kenshin, complete with the signature, fell out of the envelope. Everyone was impatiently waiting for her reaction, but she was freezing, looking at the pictures on the floor.

"Do you not like it, Kaoru?" Asked Misao anxiously. Kaoru snapped out of her thoughts and smiled as she bent down to get all of the pictures from the floor. She hugged Misao and kissed her cheek.

"Oh my God Misao! I am beyond words now… Where did you see him?" asked Kaoru. Misao grinned and patted Kenji's head.

"Bocchan brought him to us!" She said. Kaoru frowned in confusion but the others were too excited to realized.

"Not only that, look inside your office!" added Okon while pushing Kaoru inside her office. Kaoru gasped. First, a scent of Jasmine filled up the room. Then Kaoru saw a medium sized bouquet with the most unusual flower arrangement. Full bloom pink China roses gathered together in the middle, framed by white Arabian Jasmine and a little bit of fresh green leaves popping out. The small card was still stuck on the bouquet.

"It's from Himura Kenshin! It came with the big cake we ate earlier!" Misao said excitedly. Kaoru took the card read it.

Dear Boss-san,

Happy Birthday,

Wish you all the best.

Himura Kenshin

Kaoru froze in shock again for a second before realizing that everyone were looking at her, a little worried. She turned around and smile.

"I'm shocked. Seriously." She finally said. Misao and the rest grinned in relief and Kenji hugged Kaoru.

"See, Mommy? Kenji has been a good boy, and that's why Daddy came home!" He said with an innocent voice.

Kaoru looked at him in horror. "Daddy?"

Kenji nodded happily. "Daddy gave me this! See?" He showed her a silver car keychain. Kaoru looked at him in horror.

"He gave you THIS?" she asked rather loudly. Kenji nodded and put the keychain back into his pocket.

"It's a gift, because Kenji has been good. Daddy said it himself." He said happily. Kaoru looked at Misao, a little worried. Misao sighed.

"Well Kaoru, what do you expect? You told him that his father looks like him! And of course that's what he thought the first time he met Himura Kenshin. Himura sent him here the day we took his pictures." She said.

Kaoru nodded. "I see." She then bent down and looked at Kenji.

"Listen, Ken-chan. Mommy is so sorry, but that guy isn't your daddy. Daddy is somewhere, working for Kenji and Mommy's wellbeing, and he is not coming back anytime soon." She said with a soft voice. Kenji's eyes became watery in a second, and he started to sob.

"But he said HE'S DADDY!!!" He screamed and sobbed. Kaoru sighed.

"He lied to you because he likes you very much. But he's not Daddy." Kaoru insisted. Kenji sobbed and ran out of the room. Okon and Omasu chased him, while Misao looked at Kaoru weirdly.

"What the hell was that?" asked Misao, a little annoyed. Kaoru looked at her sternly.

"I'm not going to give Kenji false hopes about that guy." She said. Misao snorted.

"All these years you have given him false hopes! Saying that 'Daddy is outside working for Mommy and Kenji'… Saying that Daddy's going to come home with a lot of toy gifts if Kenji is good… Come on! We all know that Kenji's dad is-"

"Kenji's dad is what?" asked Kaoru with a grim voice. Misao pressed her lips together.

"You got pregnant and he left. There, I said it." Misao said. Kaoru smiled bitterly and shook her head in disbelief.

"I can't believe you just said that. Kenji's dad is a great person. I left him because I don't want to be a burden to him. Now stop judging me for how I conceived or how I raised my son." She said with a sharp voice. Misao sighed.

"Fine. I'm sorry for butting into your family affair. Happy birthday." She said before leaving the room. Kaoru sighed and turned on the gramophone.

Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin'on
We both know that it's wrong
But it's much too strong
To let it go now

"Me… and… Mr… Mr Himura…" She sang while looking at the flower bouquet with longing eyes. China Rose and Arabian Jasmine, her two favourite flowers. Chocolate cake with cherries. Her favourite cake. It felt like Himura Kenshin had known her for years.

If only.