hi guys!!! this is my third story. sorry i'm not going to complete my danny phantom one. but i do hope this one is successful. so hope u guys enjoy. please review. oh and i nearly forgot.
Disclaimer: I do not own rurouni kenshin. i do own the making of this story, despite that the character's names and personal appearance have changed. oh well, onto the story.
Office Hours
Identities
My eyes slowly opened. Where am I? The room looks familiar, but it isn't my bedroom. Recognition dawned as I realized that I wasn't in my apartment. I was at my job. The coffee room to be exact.
"How long have I been out?" I nearly jumped when I heard an answer.
"Around ten minutes." Wow. A new record. Truth be told, I never fainted that much. And now I'm flushing in embarrassment because I knocked out while I was in the same room as the new guy. Life couldn't get any better than this. Something was strange, though. It kept bugging me until I noticed that we were alone.
"Where did everyone go?" I had to admit that I was amazed no one was sticking around.
"To their offices. I convinced them that you would be fine. But are you really alright? You had started swaying and then collapsed."
"Yes I'm fine." It's funny. For the last several minutes, all we were talking about was if the other was fine or not. It shows how good we are at conversations.
"Did you eat anything?" I was a bit distracted. He had said that he made everyone leave, and for my sake. Strange that that touched my little heart. Really. Like I mentioned before, I hate crowds. It would take over fifty policemen to get these nosy busybodies away. Sometimes, that wouldn't even work.
"Yeah, I think that's it." I wasn't exactly lying. I'm not even half a decent cook. My boyfriend, Enishi, wasn't improved either. What's more, I didn't want to tell the new guy, I mean Kenshin, the truth.
"Here. Eat this." He handed me a muffin. He wasn't going to relent so I took it. I don't usually eat muffins, but the aroma smelled so delicious that I didn't care. Funny, though. I didn't think that he had a basket filled with fresh muffins. Again I flushed.
I always had good table manners until now. When I looked up at him, he was more relieved than amused. That was good, I guess.
"I sometimes bake snacks in case if I get hungry. I'm glad I brought some today." And I was glad too. That muffin was so good, I just anted to snatch the rest of them and gobble them up. But that would show that I was a pig. A little bit of jealousy crawled through my being. I wish I could cook as good as this guy did.
I would have died if anyone tried my food, and they might too. Wonderful fireworks were shooting off in my mouth. I had a faint suspicion that he once worked as a chef.
"Thanks for the muffin. I think I'll head back to my office."
"Are you sure?"
"I'll be fine." Kenshin is so nice. Guilt pretty much followed me as I walked through the doors. It must have been frightening to worry about a woman who (for no reason) fainted. No one had ever cared...
What am I saying?! I have Enishi. He treats me like a queen. Maybe. Probably. I don't know. I'm just confused. And I hate being confused. Everything was great until my brain had gone on the fritz.
All I can say is that I need therapy. And lots of it. I was almost to my office when I realized I had left my purse. That's just peachy, I thought sarcastically. Now I'll have to go back. But it wouldn't be bad seeing the new guy again. What the heck is wrong with me?
The door to the coffee room was open. Then again, hardly anyone could close it. The new guy, Kenshin I should say, stood right by the counter. He looked pained. He wasn't howling or anything, otherwise he would need help.
So I sneaked my way to the purse. It was right where I left it. Good. When I turned around Kenshin had his fingers almost digging into the wood. In concern, I would have have reached out to him, but his skin suddenly rippled. Literally. What was going on?
uh oh. looks like kaoru found herself in a dilemma. u'll find out what happens next in the next chappie. i'll write soon!