I glared at Himura arrogantly. If he ever tries to speak to me like that again I'll drive his car into a wall. He should consider himself lucky I only killed the engine's transmission. If I had things my way it wouldn't be the only thing dead. Removing the keys from the ignition I throw them into Himura's lap before I'm out the car. I slammed the door and marched off in the direction I know there is a gas station. Once I get there I'll call for a cab and go home. It feels like such a long time since I've been home. Before I'm even fifteen feet away I hear Himura yell.

"Where are you going?"

I look over my shoulder and give him a side ways half-hearted glance. I have no patience for Himura tonight.

'It's none of his damn business to know what I've gone through. Like every other guy he's insensitive and uncaring. Just like-'

'Don't you even start that train of thought. '

"Hey!" I heard Himura shout before his hand wraps around my elbow and he jerks me back.

"What?" I said pulling my arm back to myself acting irritated but secretly glad of Himura since he's taken my mind off the thought that just crossed my mind.

"What do you think you're doing?" Himura asked as if I had done something blasphemous.

"Getting away from you and trying to get home." I answered rolling my eyes as I turned to go.

"Wait!" Himura exclaimed as he grabbed my arm again.

"Argh! Can't you leave me be?" I asked angrily.

Himura tightened his grip on my arm. "You shouldn't go-"

"Why? You haven't tortured me enough tonight?" I asked crossly.

Himura pulled my arm. "No! I am-"

"Mad that I just wrecked your beautiful car's engine and now you want to make me even more miserable? Or is it because I'm not pretty like Megumi and not grinding against you like-"

"Would you shut up Kamiya? That's not it!" Himura yelled jerking my arm roughly.

"Oh then what is it?" I asked impatiently.

"You shouldn't be walking off in the middle of nowhere by yourself! You'd probably open that big dumb mouth of yours to the wrong person and get yourself in a lot of trouble!" Himura shouted loudly.

I was struck silent. The reply I was about to utter got stuck in my throat.

'If I didn't know any better I'd swear Himura in his own way just said he was actually worried about my well-being. Maybe he has a conscience after all.'

"So what?" I replied monotonously.

Himura gave me a 'you-know-what-I-mean' look. "What do you mean 'so what'?" He asked arrogantly.

'He's starting to sound like a parent. Geez it's like the fourth degree next thing you know he'll be sending me to my room.'

"What are you going to do? Honestly Himura I'm walking to the next gas station I come across so I can go home with or without you." I said indifferently.

"You can't! You don't know what kind of people are out here this late. Are you trying to get yourself harassed?" Himura asked bewilderedly like I was an idiot.

I rolled my eyes. "I can take care of myself." I said as I pulled my arm from him trying unsuccessfully to release my elbow from his grasp. "Now let me go please."

Himura stared at me angrily. "Kamiya do you drive everyone nuts? Or is it just me? I'd really like to know." Himura muttered as he pulled out his cell phone.

If he wasn't holding my arm I would've crossed my arms.

'Does he really expect to get any service out here? For goodness sakes we're in the middle of nowhere!'

I watched as Himura's expression changed from confusion, impatience, frustration, to anger. Finally snapping his phone shut and putting in his jeans pocket he sighed jadedly.

"Did you honestly think you'd get service now?" I asked him as I jerked my arm again.

Himura glared at me but it was half-hearted I could see even he was tired or frustrated. I stung with guilt.

'Crap. Why am I feeling guilty? I'm not the bully here! I only wrecked his engine. I'm not the bad guy! I shouldn't feel guilty! It's not like I've been bothering him for the past couple of years.'

'What do you expect? You're the good guy-well girl- of course you're going to feel the guilt. It'd be out of character if the bad guy had a guilty conscience and not the good guy.'

'Right, I'll keep that in mind.'

"Look I'm going Himura before it's too late. Now please let go of my arm." I said as I pulled my arm again.

To my surprise Himura faltered on his grip, however, when I tried to bring it to my side his fingers wrapped around my elbow even tighter than before. I frowned.

"Himura! I'm going now. I plan to get out of here before sunrise and I can't do that if you don't let go. If you want follow but you're going to have to leave your precious car behind." I said violently tugging my arm. "In fact if you wait here when I get to a phone I'll call and tell a tow truck to come here. I swear I will." I promised.

Himura looked genuinely torn. Finally though he let go of my elbow and walked back to is car.

I blinked. There was a very small slight pain in my chest. Even if he was the most arrogant rude and annoying guy on Earth (and trust me he was) part of me wanted Himura to not let go. If he didn't it would prove I'm worth something to him.

'I guess I dull in comparison to his car.'

I thought pathetically as I began walking away.

I hear a double beep and a car door slam before I can realize it Himura is at my side and his hand is in mine. I don't object this time. I don't say a single word. I'd rather go with Himura even if it means holding his hand. It's better than being alone. I'm tired of being lonely.

From the corner of my eye I saw Himura glance at me. I wondered what he's thinking. He kept staring. My nerves were getting jumpy.

'Is there something on my face?'

"Hey" I heard Himura say. The tone of his voice is surprisingly soft, light, and relaxed-unlike its usual tendency. I never heard Himura's voice actually sound so nice.

'What am I saying? His voice doesn't sound nice! That is just the sleep deprivation getting to me. Yeah that's definitely it.'

I turned to Himura in acknowledgement of his speaking. Face on I could tell Himura is actually very relaxed. The lines of his face weren't visible and his lips were in a small smile. That's the first time I've ever seen Himura look so unthreatening.

"Are you okay with this?" Himura asked as he lifted our hands near his face as if I didn't know we were holding hands because it wasn't in my line of sight. I almost laughed.

I nodded silently. I felt as if there was something in the back of my throat preventing me from speaking. I didn't trust my voice.

Himura smiled a little more-it was barely noticeable only someone with OCD keenness like me could see-and his eyes seemed to brighten too. I had no idea why it would make him happy. Then again it probably had something to do with guys and their need to have every girl fawn over them.

'Himura probably thought since I'm okay with holding his hand that I'm starting to like him. Idiot. Himura is such a guy! The only person I know who doesn't act like this is Akira.'

My breath and heartbeat caught at the name ringing in my mind. Akira was so nice, caring, and courteous; he was perfect. He was handsome too, especially with his dark brown hair, his kind face and those bright caramel eyes.

'Maybe it's just a crush but thinking about him makes my skin tingle. H makes me feel good about myself in ways I never have before. He looks at me like I'm something like I'm not just something to look at but something worth looking at.'

"Kamiya?"

"Huh?" I said awaking form my thoughts.

"You stopped. Is something wrong?" Himura asked, concern written all over his face.

I hadn't even known I stopped walking. It felt odd seeing Himura looking worried about me. It was not the way things were. It was like an alternate universe.

'Since when does he care?'

I felt him squeeze my hand. I shook my head. "I'm fine. I just spaced out that's all."

We continued walking on the empty road. I felt like I was in a movie. Things were going on all around me and everything was happening all at once. It was confusing and chaotic. a/n: Ignore the way Kaoru speaks right now because she is going to be paradoxical and a little wacky since she is confused. So don't take anything she says really seriously. Okay, just wanted to clear that up before you think-well know- I'm a weird writer. I couldn't stay awake but I was wide awake. It was hard to think but it was easy to imagine. I couldn't tell if it was my heart beating or my hand in Himura's. Himura, the bully, cared and so did Akira, the gentleman. I could barely tell the difference between the two now.

I laughed aloud.

How could I mix them up? Himura has the brightest red hair I've ever seen. I could definitely recognize the two of them I just have to remember Himura has the red hair.

I faltered. 'Right?'

--a/n: See the confusion? Just read and don't worry about it!

Kenshin kept glancing at Kamiya. She looked confused. A moment ago she had made him jump when she laughed inexplicably. Suddenly she looked at him. He watched her eyes as they seemed to focus on something above his head. Then she nodded as if silently reassuring herself about something.

Now Kenshin was confused. Self-consciously he raised his free hand to touch the top of his head. He didn't feel anything but his hair.

'What was she looking at?' He wondered.

He felt Kamiya's fingers flex in his hand. He resisted tightening his grip. He was surprised Kamiya wasn't chewing her arm off to escape holding his hand. He didn't laugh at the image. He couldn't deny it when Kamiya nodded in approval to hold his hand he was glad. He couldn't really say why though. With his hand wrapped around hers his hand felt so big if he wanted to he could break his hers in his fist. The thought made him scowl. The idea of hurting Kamiya was disgusting. He would never raise a hand to any woman especially Kamiya. If Hiko taught him one valuable thing it was that. Kenshin heard Kamiya mutter under breath and she randomly started giggling. He tried to hear what she was saying so quietly to herself.

"Akira…"

He froze. She was thinking about him? Kenshin scowled and his fist itched to punch Kiyatso. Suddenly he thought about the idea.

'What the hell am I thinking? Why would I hurt an old friend? He didn't even do anything wrong! Akira has been nothing but a good buddy. If anything I should be thanking him! If it weren't for him than Kamiya would've been-'

He didn't want to finish that thought.

'Guilty conscience again?'

'Don't you ever go away?' Kenshin mentally sighed.

'Perhaps that's why you're infuriated with him.'

'Huh?'

'You're upset with Akira because of those reasons.'

'What do you mean?'

'You're angry with Akira because he did all the things you wouldn't do. In reality you're angry with yourself but you target it toward Akira through jealousy. '

'What? I'm not jealous of Akira!'

'Really? Is that why you're bothered that Kamiya likes him more than you?'

'No! I don't care who that dorky nerd likes-'

'Speaking of which…'

"Himura!"

"What?" Kenshin shouted at Kamiya who jumped back startled.

She scowled. "What's wrong with you? You're crushing my hand!"

Kenshin looked down and indeed he was clutching her hand in a tight fist. He immediately released her hand she quickly pulled it to herself. She looked over her hand as if trying to find any injuries. He noticed her knuckles were swelling red against the white of her fingers. He glanced away; looking at it made him feel guilty.

'And why shouldn't I? I just hurt her!' Kenshin thought to himself.

He reached out for her hand with his own. She looked at him like he was insane.

"What?" she exclaimed.

"Let me see your hand." He said.

"Why? Haven't you done enough to it?" she retorted.

Rolling his eyes and sighing he reigned in his pride and tried again. "Kamiya please let me see your hand. I'm not going to hurt you." he pleaded honestly.

She opened her mouth with a reply but it froze on her lips. Her eyes flickered at his outstretched hand and his face before she sighed in defeat. She waved her hand at him but she turned her head away in the other direction to avoid looking at him.

He took her hand by the wrist and although she tried to hide the pain she flinched. How tight had he held her hand?

'Enough to hurt her. I was too busy with thoughts that I was careless. If I hadn't been thinking about Akira then this wouldn't have happened.'

He brought her hand to his face gently as he careful turned it around. Kamiya shifted a little. He looked up at her face which was still staring away. Ignoring her movement he glanced at her hand again. It didn't seem to be severely hurt. It was just sore and would probably swell down shortly. He felt relief. He let her wrist go.

Before he could say anything else he was interrupted. "We should keep moving." Kamiya said briskly.

He shrugged too exhausted to argue or complain for once. He didn't take her hand again but to his surprise Kamiya matched her pace with his so they walked side by side as if connected by an invisible chain.

After a long drag of silence Kenshin felt itchy- not scratch-itchy but eager-to-do-something-itchy. He broke the bubble of silence if he didn't there'd be nothing to distract him from his exhaustion.

"How did you learn to play the guitar like that?" he blurted spontaneously.

Kamiya was startled for a moment before she replied back shakily. "I…uh...learned when I was younger-maybe thirteen? I wanted to be in a band. Then I got a job playing-"

"A band? You wanted to be in a band? What kind?" Kenshin interrupted surprise catching him off guard.

"Um…rock. It's cliché, yes, but I grew up on it. I like other music though…" Kamiya drifted off awkwardly.

Kenshin nodded trying to think of something to keep the conversation going. Before he could ask another question she asked him.

"Why?"

"Why what?" he repeated.

"Why ask me that?" she asked. He noticed her eyes were watching him carefully-asking another silent question. Kenshin realized this was one of those questions. Those double-sided questions when a person asks one thing but is really asking another thing without actually asking it. It was like a test. "It's good conversation. We both like music right?" he replied lamely. 'What the hell am I supposed to say?'

The question behind Kamiya's eyes disappeared and she turned to look ahead. "I suppose your right." She answered softly.

Kenshin exhaled heavily. He knew he had failed, God knows he hates tests. The question was eating at him though. What had Kamiya really been asking?

--

I sighed. My legs were starting to stumble.

'I'm so tired!' I whined inwardly. I glanced at Himura through the corner of my eye. 'I guess I'm not interesting enough. No one wants to know anything about me. They just don't like silence or to be alone. I can't blame them for that though.'

'Pish posh. That isn't true. What brought on this pessimistic attitude? You've had the strangest mood changes today. We aren't PMSing are we?'

I mentally growled. 'No! Why can't you leave me to my own thoughts?'

'That would be too easy.'

'Wonderful, sorry to have to ask for things to be easy.'

'See? Pessimism. Tell you what I will leave you alone if you drop the bad mood and start talking to red. Deal?'

'What? Since when do consciences start making deals? I must be nuts.'

'Do we have a deal or do I have to get 'I love you' by Barney stuck in your head?'

"You have cool hair." I blurted without thinking. 'Stupid conscience….'

"Huh? Uh…thanks." Himura replied.

'Awkward…Now why the hell did I say that of all things?'

"How am I suppose to know why you said that? You caught me off guard I was almost speechless."

"I said that aloud? I must be really tired." I said wiping my forehead.

"Tell me about it. Himura commented.

"Wait a minute! You were speechless?" I laughed. "Did the planets align or has the world really come to end for what else could render Himura speechless?"

Himura laughed. "Sometimes Kamiya your company is actually bearable."

"I wish I could say the same." I replied grinning.

Himura raised an eyebrow. "Is that so?"

"Yep." I responded as I stuck my tongue out at him.

Himura chuckled. "Did you seriously just stick your tongue out at me? I thought only five-year olds did that Kamiya?" Himura teased as he continued to chuckle.

"Well maybe I am five-I just don't look that good for my age." I said jokingly.

Himura shook his head smiling. "Let's keep moving we won't get there until sunrise if we keep talking here." Himura said rationally.

I nodded. "For once Himura you have a good idea maybe I'm rubbing off on you."

Himura smirked. "Don't start that again otherwise I could be here all night fighting back and forth with you."

I shrugged. "I don't know about that but I do know that you are right-apparntly miracles do happen and don't ever expect me to say that again- if we don't keep moving its going to be real late when we get back. I don't know about you but I have a test tomorrow and I'll need sleep."

Himura frowned. "Wait a minute."

"What?" I asked wondering why he looked upset. 'Did I say something wrong?'

"You don't seriously plan to go to school tomorrow do you?" Himura asked ludicrously as he glanced at his watch. "It's ten now we'd most likely get back at around 12 or 1. That doesn't leave enough time for sleep." Himura told me as if I was bbeing irrational.

"I don't care I haven't missed a single day of school ever. I'm not going to be absent for something like this." I said defensively. 'This isn't worth missing a day of school for.'

Himura was flabbergasted. "Ever?" he whistled looking impressed. "I could never have done that." He said shaking his head in disbelief.

I rolled my eyes. Guys like Himura would never understand that possibility. It's not like it was an amazing feat. Really it wasn't in fact it made me feel lame. I have never experienced missing a day of school! How exciting is that?

'That's another rhetorical question before you answer.' I thought before my conscience could reply. Twist readers would get that

I started walking again and Himura followed my lead but he kept himself evenly walking at my side. My hand swung at my side. It didn't hurt anymore and I was grateful. Why had Himura crushed my hand? Was I really that annoying to him? Or was it an accident like he said? I didn't know what to believe.

"Anyway…" Himura continued. 'It seems he doesn't want to stop talking…' "You think I have cool hair?" he asked as I hid my blush but I could hear the prideful tone of his voice. 'Figures…Himura has always been the confident and proud one.' I glanced at him from the corner of my eye. 'Then again what does he have to be ashamed of? Himura isn't lacking in any department (with the exception of manners but in that case it's only with me). He's got good looks, people skills, talents, and altheltic prowess. I, however, am lacking in a lot of those categories, or at least now I do. I remember the days when I and my friends used to-'

"Kamiya?" Himura nudged me.

I gave him a side-long look at the eager and self-conscious expression on his face. 'Did he really care that I thought his hair looked cool?' "Yeah it's unique."

Himura frowned. "Unique? When people say unique that's the nice way of saying 'weird'. Are you insinuating my hair is weird? Or are you actually complimenting me?"

"Complimenting." I answered instinctively with a smile. 'Why did I say that? I could've joked about Himura's hair! Why did I just blurt out what I thought? And why am I smiling?' I wondered oddly.

"Really?" Himura said smirking. 'Oh great! I boosted that huge ego of his some more.' "Thanks Kamiya."

Just as I was about to jokingly ask what shampoo Himura used to tease him and redeem myself, I stopped. 'Did Himura just say thanks? To me?' Himura was actually smiling and why should I ruin that? I wiped any thought of chastising Himura from my mind.

"Your welcome. It is cool. Long silky red hair looks great. Well on you at least." I said honestly. It was the truth. Despite my dislike for him I could never deny that.

Himura beamed. "That's the best compliment you've ever given me. Well except for the time you told me I was the biggest jerk in the world." Himura laughed.

"I think that's the only compliment I've ever given you." I said passively a smile tracing my lips. 'Perhaps I can give Himura a new chance. He isn't that bad. I'm actually seeing why people like to hang out with him. It's so…easy. I was glad my compliment had cheered him. After all Himura's hair was down-right attractive and dare I say, sexy?' I blushed at the thought. 'I shouldn't be thinking how good-looking Himura is!'

"What was that? Did you say something?" Himura asked turning to me.

"No!" I said too quickly. I flushed. 'Had I said that aloud?'

"Are you sure? I swore you muttered something under your breath." Himura asked suspiciously.

I nodded feverishly. "I'm sure! I was just talking to myself about what I had to do tomorrow! You know me I like to think ahead." I said uneasily plastering a smile on m face while trying to keep my cheeks from burning. 'I hope he buys the lie. Please God have mercy on me tonight!'

Himura looked hesitant but he shrugged it off and kept walking. I breathed a heavy silent sigh of relief. 'Thank you!'

--

Kenshin looked back at Kamiya as they walked. One minute he was proud she thought his hair looked good the next minute he was confused. She wasn't even glancing at him and she was walking so briskly too, unlike her earlier calm pace. He looked at her face. Her cheeks were rosy and he knew she was blushing about somethingand he knew, he just knew it had to do with before. He hadn't heard it clearly enough to know exactly what she said though. He thought he heard the gist of it but it wasn't anything he'd expect Kamiya to have said. Then again tonight was proving to show him he couldn't possibly know what to expect from the girl at all. It seemed he didn't know anything about her at all. He had always thought he knew her character, the "shy, awkward, nerdy good-two-shoe wallflower" but now he was doubting everything. Maybe he had judged her too soon. Maybe there was more to Kamiya than what he thought he saw. Maybe she was possible of a lot of things he didn't think she was capable of. He thought hard.

'Maybe she really did say-' he shook his head to banish the ludicrous thought. Kamiya may be capable of a lot of things he didn't think she was but the idea of her saying that about him was truly a lunatic thought. Even suggesting it for a second was insane; Kenshin concluded he needed sleep and that Kamiya was right that he thought too much of himself; his mind and imagination were playing tricks on him. Kamiya would never have said that, not in a hundred years.

--

Himura was so quiet beside me I was almost able to imagine he wasn't there and if it weren't for the red dot in the corner of my eye I would've succeeded. I felt awkwardly calm. Well with the exception of the anxiety driving my heart mad at the thought that Himura might figure out what I had said about him! I'd never live it down!

Suddenly I forcefully fell backward. "Ah!" I shrieked when my back hit the ground. A sharp ran through my leg. My head took a blow too and random specks danced in my eyes.

'That hurt.' I whimpered mentally.

"Are you okay?" I heard Himura ask. "Geez you fell down pretty hard…Kamiya?" Himura asked worriedly.

I must've hit my head really hard because when I opened my eyes again Himura was leaning over my face looking without a doubt genuinely concerned.

'He's probably just upset he'd get in trouble if I got hurt with him.' I reasoned, but a thought in my head bothered me. Since when has Himura ever cared about not getting in trouble?

"I'm fine." I grunted as I pulled myself up. I felt Himura grab my hand. I noticed he hadn't grabbed the hand he held earlier.

'Maybe he was trying to avoid hurting you?'

'Or maybe it's just coincidence?'

Himura pulled me up easily. Sometimes I forgot the guy had that kind of strength. Looking at his thin lean figure you'd think he had no muscles.

As soon as I was standing up right my legs crumpled beneath me as I felt a shudder of pain shoot up my leg.

"Augh." I grunted.

"What's wrong?" Himura asked kneeling next to me.

I leaned away from him slightly. Being too close made me feel…uneasy.

"I think I might've hurt something." I almost slapped myself for sounding so dumb. 'Obviously I hurt something for crying out loud I can't stand!'

Himura gave me a 'no-kidding' look. 'Jerk…'

"My left leg." I stated. What was he planning to do? Heal it magically?

Himura placed his hand on my thigh. Before I could reply he spoke up. "Freshman year I ran track and doing such I learned a lot about leg injurues." Himura rambled.

'So he thinks he can find the problem.' I mused. 'How will finding what's wrong help?'

"Maybe if I figure out whats wrong like if something is broken then I can try and splint it…" Himura continued. 'It better not be broken…' I thought worriedly.

His hand slid down my leg slowly as his thumb pressed down at random points. My heart jumped. My skin was crawling with goose bumps unnaturally. Himura's hand on my leg felt…nice. I felt an odd spark of adrenaline running through me.

When he reached my knee he paused and looked up at me seriously. "How did that feel?" he asked.

"Good." I replied. I immediately flushed afterward. "I mean it feels fine, no pain at all!" I answered in a rush.

Himura raised an eyebrow. "You sure? You seem a little shaken."

"Ye-Yeah I'm positive." I replied unsteadily.

"Alright." Himura shrugged as his hand continued down my leg. I had to bite my tongue to keep from sighing.

'Nothing has ever felt this relaxing it feels so-' "Ow!" I shouted as pain laced through my leg.

"Sorry." Himura apologized guiltily withdrawing his hand away from my leg like a little kid who was caught with his hand in the cookie jar. "It seems your ankle is swollen. You must've twisted it but it's not horribly sprained. If you ice it for a couple of hours you'll be fine."

"Looks like I limping back then." I answered light-heartedly trying to cast off the awkward atmosphere.

"Wait a second." Himura said before I tried getting up. He turned around so his back was facing me and crouched on his knees. "Can you get on?" he asked.

"What?" I exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he turned to face me again.

"Are you serious?" I said starting to flush. Himura hasn't realized what's wrong with this situation and his solution.

"Of course I'm serious. Why what's wrong?" he asked totally unaware.

I flushed hard and my cheeks were burning. "I'm wearing a skirt you idiot." I muttered embarrassingly.

Himura had the nerve to chuckle. "So?"

I gaped at him. "So? I can't possibly properly be carried that way without, without-"

"You don't have to worry about that! No one is going to see anything. There's no one watching. In case you haven't noticed we are in the middle of nowhere." Himura said matter-of-factly.

I scowled. 'Just what about him-'

"And I won't see anything either considering I can't see from behind." Himura interjected quickly. "Besides it wouldn't be like it would be something new for me anyway." he added.

I looked in my lap to hide my blush. That last thought wasn't necessary. I don't want to think about Himura and his experience.

"So can we move on?" He asked.

I nodded in defeat. Himura has surprisingly good arguments. He must get it from his dad. 'Arrogant lawyers…'

Himura bent down in front of me and I grabbed his shoulders and wrapped my legs around his front. He grabbed my legs and started walking. It was as if I weighed nothing. I felt really awkward. I was so close it felt uncomfortable. I remained silent though.

'1…2…3…' I counted to myself. Himura's proximity and the presence of his hands on my legs made me feel both anxious and strange.

'That's the last time I wreck his car-well at least in the middle of nowhere. I really need to think ahead more often then I do.' Exhaling wearily I rested my head on Himura's shoulder in utter defeat.

--

'1…2…3…' Kenshin counted to himself as a very ineffective distraction. It felt like it had been forever and he was beginning to regret offering to carry Kamiya. He had no idea why she was making him feel that way. Right now all his mind could do was focus on Kamiya touching him; her around him, her hot breath at his neck, and her legs wrapped around his waist. Her arms were cool against his shoulders and collarbone and when she shifted her limbs rubbed up against him. Her warm breath tickled across the sensitive skin of his neck which sent electric tremors down his spine. The feel of the cool smooth skin of her legs wrapped around his waist was driving his hormones crazy. He could feel his chest starting to bead with sweat.

'Why the hell am I thinking of Kamiya like…like…like that?'

Kenshin shivered. It was NOT smart to even think about Kamiya as a pleasurable interest. Not only would she be revolted but it would complicate their already confusing problematical relationship. Besides he didn't think it was right to even think about wanting to sleep with Kamiya it made him feel…pig-headed as Kamiya would have said.

Kenshin mentally grumbled. As if being tired, upset, and possibly jealous wasn't enough now he was sexually frustrated. How much more did he have to endure?

"Himura?" Kamiya called as she pressed herself against him. He hissed. He could feel every curve of her body pressed against his back. He just had to ask didn't he?

"What?" Kenshin shouted over his shoulder. Kamiya flinched. He cursed under his breath. It wasn't her fault he was feeling this way.

"I was just trying to tell you there is a gas station just ahead." Kamiya said languidly, obviously bothered by his outburst.

"Oh. Alright." Kenshin replied looking ahead at the gas station. They'd be there shortly.

"Can you let me down Himura?" Kamiya asked.

Carefully he let her down. He kept her arm over his shoulder to balance her. She leaned right into him. He almost laughed when he saw her blush. God what had he been thinking earlier? Kamiya couldn't even handle leaning against him for support without blushing let alone anything really intimate. He lifted her arm with his shoulder to keep her steady as they walked their final steps to the gas station.

When they finally got inside he felt Kamiya stiffen.

A rough voice interrupted him. "Can I help you?" the cashier spoke.

Kenshin turned to face the man. He was taller then himself and was dressed in a torn uniform with the sleeves torn off revealing arms adorned with tattoos. He had a tough, leering face and looking right at Kamiya hungrily.

'He's practically ogling her and not hiding it at all!' "Yes you can tell me where a phone is." Kenshin growled. He felt Kamiya flinch beside him but he ignored it.

The guy acted unfazed by Kenshin's tone of voice and pointed to the corner of the store. "There."

Kenshin stalked off in the direction dragging Kamiya along with him.

"What was that about?" she asked curiously.

"What are you talking about?" he asked feigning innocence.

Kamiya gave him a 'don't-even-try-that' look.

"Whatever. I can speak to him however I please. He's scum. Didn't you see the way he was looking at you? Like you were just something to be…" He didn't want to finish that sentence.

Kamiya seemed to stare at him. "You did that because of me?"

The sound of her voice made it sound like he really did something chivalrous but he only snapped at the guy. What he really wanted to do was punch out the guy's eyes so he wouldn't even be able to look at Kamiya like that again.

"Don't worry about it you don't owe me anything." Kenshin said impassively. He picked up the phone and reached into his pocket. He realized he only had enough change to make one phone call.

"Crap." He cursed.

"What's the matter?" Kamiya asked tipping a little with only the support of his shoulder since he was holding the phone.

"I only got enough for one call. I need to call a cab and the tow company." Himura said shuffling through the bills in his wallet. "I have to get change."

"No problem let me." Kamiya said taking a bill right from his hand as she started limping toward the front before he could object.

Kenshin quickly inserted the coins and dialed the tow company. He had a bad feeling.

The phone rang a few times before someone answered. "Fuijiwashi Tow Company this is Nora speaking how may I help you?"

Kenshin had to hurry.

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A/N: I made this chapter extra long to make up for not updating in a long time. If I made any mistakes please point them out I don't mind! Also if anyone would like to edit for me I would be happy to ask I know I'm not great with my grammar...Anyway hope you enjoyed it! The next chapter will probably be more KxK! I know this chapter might not be really interesting but I needed KxK to spend some time without rushing them into falling for each other because I don't want it to be rushed! Okay Until next time Happy Writing!