Author's Note: I'm soooo sorry! I haven't updated in almost a year… its such a horrible thing to do. There's no excuses. I am truly a horrible person to leave you hanging. Umm… forgive me?

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Chapter Eleven


Himura Kenshin was considered by most people as a gentle man, a kind man whose smile seemed to put many at ease. What does not often occur to these people was that behind this man's harmless features lies a very dangerous man indeed. It was a pity then that he was a ghost and really was harmless to everyone… except for one man of course.

Saitou Hajime glared at the ghost in front of him and silently cursed heaven and hell to giving a ghost such powers that no ordinary ghost should have. It grated on him that this feminine man, whose preference of doing the laundry rather then acting like a man would be considered a ghost of balance for both the dark and light spirit world.

But what angered him the most was that his wards didn't seem to work on the girly-man! It barely had the ghost twitching as he passed the walls into his home! But what was far, far worse was that the ghost could appear to anyone he felt like and had the audacity! The audacity! To appear in front of his wife and actually introduce himself!

And now they were happily doing the laundry together and gossiping like a bunch of old women. Saitou's eye began to twitch as he watched them sort out the laundry and suddenly a thought occurred to him just as the Rurouni pulled out…

"Give me that!" He barked, grabbing the small, black piece of cloth out of the ghost's hands - startling him. "I don't know what is wrong with you Battousai but keep your hands well away from my underwear!"

Kenshin blanched at the implication and stared at his hands in horror before promptly going to the sink and scrubbing his palms. "Get it off!" He yelled almost hysterically. "Sesha has dirty germs de gozaru!"

And during this commotion Tokio (Saitou's darling wife) was leaning against the washing machine laughing. Saitou did not find any amusement in such a scene, after all it was not his wife who had found her underwear in some strange man's hands. "It's not funny," he growled at her.

Tokio quickly nodded her head in agreement, wiping the tears of mirth from her eyes. "Of course it's not," she hastily assured him.

Saitou's eyes narrowed at her in suspicion. "Why do I get the feeling you're playing with me?" he asked warily.

A full blown grin blossomed on her face. "Because I am," she replied cheekily before walking up to him and prying his black underwear out of his hands. "Don't worry anata, I'll wash all your underwear so you can rest easy knowing that only your wife has touched them."

Saitou's eyes flashed furiously and he opened his mouth to deliver a tongue lashing that would peel skin and draw blood. But quickly swallowed them when he spied the dangerous light in her eyes, it did not make for a happy home life if you antagonized ones wife especially the one he was married to.

"Thank you." He muttered humbly.

"Now," she said pecking him lightly on the cheek, "Why don't you call that sweet little boy who rang you in the morning and arrange a time to teach him?"

A startled expression crossed his face. "How…"

She smiled gently and indicated the furiously scrubbing Rurouni. "He told me."

A scowl quickly slipped back onto his features. "Battousai should…"

"You don't want to finish that sentence do you anata?" His wife interrupted pleasantly, though her eyes screamed danger.

Saitou hastily decided retreat was in order and shook his head. Damn but did he need a smoke now. As he turned and left with whatever little dignity he had in tact, he promised himself that he would make the little red headed man pay in blood.

And in the background the cries of "It will not come off de gozaru!" rang tragically though out the house.


T.B.C