Death by the night
Disclaimer: Um... I wish I owned-ed Kenshin. ='( but I don't.
Authors note: Hmm I guess all I'm gonna say is now the scene is set in the future, by ten years. Kenshin is 27(and with both second sight and regular vision) while Kaoru is 24. Please note that Kenshin has indeed become a rurouni. However, sometimes he can't control himself and becomes Battousai again. Double sided Kenshin again. Yep.
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~~~~~~~~~~*** 10 years later ***~~~~~~~~~~
Kenshin slid his feet over the warm grass. Ah! Springtime! A lush scent filled the air, as he continued to pass wildflowers of all sizes. Ice-blue eyes scanning over the various sorts of animals and plants alongside, he made sure to keep a hand on his katana. He had been attacked twice already and it wasn't even lunchtime.
He stopped by what seemed a harmless group of fruit trees, apples and oranges galore. He slipped his katana off and laid it against his shoulder, one leg laid flat on the grass, the other bent up. He elbowed back into the tree, and a group of apples fell into his palms.
His rough palms caught each and every one of them. Biting into one at a time, he nodded. One had a worm in it, which he tossed aside before continuing. He stood up, when suddenly another apple fell. He looked up, and quirked an eyebrow.
Bending down to pick up the apple, he felt his whole body slam into the ground as a sharp pain injected into his back. He twisted and turned to find a hooded creature with a dart in his right hand. His elbow was still in Kenshin's back.
He quickly brought up the sheath, slamming the figure in what would be the chin, and he flipped backwards. He chucked the dart at Kenshin, when suddenly 2 more appeared.
At the last minute, Battousai unsheathed his sword with such a flash he didn't even get to yell the move's name. After sheathing it, the darts split into 3 pieces each and fell to the ground. The figure than found a deep gash embedded into his stomach.
"Battou Juttsu..." Battousai whispered after sheathing his sword and stepping towards the creature. He stopped about 10 feet away from him and calmly whispered, his eyes blazing amber.
"What is your name, small warrior?"
"No need for you to know that Samurai." He shot back.
Battousai walked towards the figure who stealthily stepped aside, his breath coming in short gasps. The cut was shallow, but not too shallow. Battousai smirked, and he pulled out the blade, and held it to the warrior's face.
"I will figure it out sooner or later. Might as well tell me and you might just live."
"Never! I shall never betray Lord Aoshi!"
"Ah...working for the Oniwabanshu are we?"
When the figure stood rigid, Battousai smirked. He lunged the blade forward so fast the creature couldn't even see the blade. However it was visible when his entire cloak fell to the ground with many cuts in it.
As the short figure looked up he quivered under the looks Battousai was giving him. It sent chills down his spine, and he stepped back.
"Beshimi will kill you!"
The small figure hopped backwards and slid behind the tree. Battousai smirked, and cut the tree in half, but Beshimi was not there. Battousai ducked in time to see a dart fly past his face.
He turned once more to see two huge figures stumbling past him. He looked over them carefully. The first was quite tall, with stripes over his skin, as scars or design, he could not tell. The other was almost impossible to miss. He was at least twenty feet tall, with a rather large stomach. Protruding quite a bit on his back, was a large barrel, tied to his shoulders. He had rough arms though, as though he were also built.
The smaller figure (though not so small) took out a chain and ball, while the bigger simply took a pose. Beshimi appeared from behind him smirking. He held out another dart, and carefully twirled it between his middle and index finger.
"I told you that you shall die at the hands of the Oniwabanshu Battousai! Care to meet your executioners? I, Beshimi, am master of the poison darts. One touch of this poison and you'll be writhing on the floor. Its opium and poison combination, my special. This here is Hyottoko..."
He said pointing to the huge figure with the barrel on his back. He smirked, and coughed a bit, flames emerging from his mouth. Singing a blade of grass it caught fire. However he stepped on it before it spread too much. Hyottoko smirked once more, and laughed at Battousai's puny 5'5" figure.
"...and this is Shikijou. He is a rather strong creature, built even more than Hyottoko. And we, representing the Oniwabanshu, will murder you tonight!"
His words rang through the silence as the sounds of the woods died down. Battousai cocked his head, and smirked evilly. He lifted up his blade, and put it back in his sheath. Calmly, he held the sheath with his left hand and kept his right balled into a fist, and walked away from Beshimi.
"Come back here!" was the screech of Beshimi
Battousai merely turned, smirked, and continued walking. Hyottoko stepped forward, causing the ground to shake. Without turning around, Battousai stopped in his tracks, his back to Hyottoko. Hyottoko took a deep breath and spit fire at the grass in front of Battousai. Battousai watched amusedly as the grass in front of him burst into flame, and turned around.
"You have interrupted all peace in this area. I do like to kill, but I most certainly do not waste my time with pathetic insolent fools such as yourselves. You stain the name warrior! Die!"
He lunged forward, and stopped just in front of Hyottoko who was already breathing fire at Battousai. Battousai merely nodded, and through his blade right into the heart of the flame, and the flame began to heat the blade. Smirking, Battousai put his blade back into his sheath, and brought it back out, a solid shape once more. This time he aimed properly, and with the very tip of his katana leapt into the flame itself. The flame parted around Battousai but did not even touch him.
He leapt into Hyottoko's mouth and he shoved the blade down his throat. Gagging, he choked, and the gasoline caught up into his throat, as the fire light it. His body exploded from the inside, causing him to fall in pieces to the ground. Battousai had already jumped out of his huge mouth and landed behind Shikijou.
There, he sheathed his katana, and through the sheath itself into Shikijou, but it clanged against his hardened muscles. The chain came around and whipped Battousai in the face. He stumbled backwards, a deep gash on his chin, but gained concentration and swung his blade into Shikijou's face. Shikijou turned but the blade still hit him. Making just a small gash, blood began to pour freely. It was small...but deep. Shikijou, however, took no notice.
He brought his fist up at Battousai who jumped backwards and then forward once more. He landed on Shikijou's fist, and slammed the blade into his face for the last time. The blade deepened the cut but was sent flying from the impact. Shikijou gasped, and stumbled backwards, but managed to aim a blow at Battousai. Battousai was hit in full force and fell backwards. He landed on Bishimi, and felt a sudden pain in his back. He turned to find the poison dart in his back, and threw it out. It hit Shikijou in the face, who swallowed it by accident and fell over instantly dead.
He turned to Bishimi, but saw no creature. His vision, blurred, scanned the area. His vision became worse and worse by the second and suddenly an idea clicked. Second sight!
He scanned the area, his second sight still as sharp as always. He found Beshimi adding poison to another of his darts. Battousai took out a dagger, and aimed carefully, before throwing. Landing in Bishimi's left side, he fell back, and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Battousai rolled his hand up his left cheek, to find the mark of the Oniwabanshu. A horizontal line crossing his vertical line on his cheek.
Battousai fell back, unconscious, poison seeping through his veins.
~~~~~
Kaoru looked deeply into the chocolate brown eyes of Sanosuke. Cuddling up to him still, she felt his arms creep up her sides, and touch her tenderly near her breast. She smiled, and put a hand on top of his, drawing it slowly out of her shirt. She pulled it into his shirt, and felt his ripped chest. She smiled and kissed his chest gently.
Leaning out, she looked back into the eyes of Sano, and stroked his cheek. She loved him. She wondered how she could ever love anyone else. She faintly remembered a person in her past. Who was that? K-...K-...oh it didn't matter. Sanosuke had proposed to her just a few days ago and she was as happy as could be.
Yahiko turned the corner and saw the two cuddled up on the front steps of the dojo like always. Grinning he crept up behind them and jumped on top of Sano. Sano instinctively punched him in the face and Yahiko fell unconscious on the dojo floor.
Paying no attention to a moaning Yahiko, Kaoru and Sanosuke held hands as they walked back inside not able to take their eyes off of each other. She led them to her bedroom and closed the door. She leaned a chair against it and locked it to make sure no one disturbed them.
There, she slid her hand down his pants, slowly feeling around. She pulled off his pants, and stared at his face. Pulling off his jacket, she felt his very hands already past her obi and kimono, both on the floor at that point. Both of them naked, they fell to the floor, and instantly began.
Sanosuke smiled, constantly feeling her tender breasts. They felt so warm. He leaned in and began to nuzzle one of them and she began moaning. Sanosuke looked into her eyes, and she did his. They leaned into one another's kiss.
~'~'~'~'~
Sanosuke awoke to find a small figure clinging to his bare chest. Rubbing his eyes, he saw it was Kaoru. He saw her naked, and felt himself instantly get hard.
He kissed her on the mouth gently before she awoke her eyes fluttering. She smiled at Sanosuke.
"I love you Kaoru-chan..."
"I love you too Sano-san..."
Yahiko began banging on the door at that point. Kaoru grumbled, and wished they could have shared more, even for just a few minutes.
"WHAT IS IT YAHIKO?" she bellowed angrily.
"SOMEONE'S HERE BUSU, SO COME OUT!" he yelled back.
Confused, she sat up. She wasn't expecting anyone. Maybe that was Dr. Gensai with the kids for the day! Excited, she got up and put her clothes back on. Heading for the tub she got ready. Picking out her favorite lilac- green and blue kimono she headed outside after about an hour.
When she heard a new voice talking she was confused. That wasn't Dr. Gensai's voice! Who could it be? She tied her hair, which was still down, with a small layer of bunched hair over a layer of flat hair. Everyone, especially Sanosuke, said she looked simply gorgeous in this.
Turning the corner, she saw a black and blue gi on the chair. Odd. She then realized it was a figure. As Yahiko, facing her, nodded, and the back of the man stood up. The figure had red hair, and quite a beautiful color it was. She simply wanted to touch it.
The figure turned around, and nodded. She gasped, and fell back with a cry. It was the man of her past! She got up angrily, and jumped back to feel the warm, yet wet, hands of Sanosuke. He had too bathed.
Sanosuke kissed her swiftly, while the figure watched patiently. After they broke he whispered to Kaoru.
"Kaoru, I guess you remember me. Kenshin...well...I was just around...and wanted to tell you something...your friend...Tomoe Himura...died of Cholera. "
"I'm sorry to hear that. Now get out of my house!" she responded icily.
He nodded, and waved his hand to her, heading out of the door. Sanosuke looked on and smirked. So he was the only man in her life.
"BUSU! WHAT WAS THAT FOR! HIS WIFE JUST DIED AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS GET OUT?" yelled Yahiko.
"Wife...? Oh that's right. Baka-Kenshin and baka-Tomoe got married. I almost forgot. Serves him right though..." she continued.
This was too much for Yahiko. He growled at Kaoru, and walked out of her dojo. She laughed, waiting for his return. She sat down on a chair, and began to eat what was there. Had Yahiko made these rice dumplings? They tasted simply astounding!
She headed back to her room to lay down. She hadn't exactly slept last night. They were up almost all night. She instantly fell asleep, but not before feeling the warm hands of Sanosuke wrap around her.
~
She awoke later that evening and found a note on her bedside. She yawned, and picked up the letter. She read through it, and froze. What?!
She read it again. And again. And again. What?! How! Why! She read it aloud to herself one last time:
::Dear busu,
Well this is Yahiko, as you can tell from my handwriting. I have left you. Im sick of you and Sanosuke always doing your thing not letting me have anyone to talk to or hang with! Not even train with! So ill leave you two for life. Ive gone with Kenshin. Maybe you don't remember but when I first met you would always talk non-stop about him. He's a great man, and has been through a lot. You obviously don't remember? Well whatever, I'm traveling with Kenshin now. I just dropped back to leave you this note. I hope you and Sanosuke have a good marriage. I guess.
-Yahiko-::
She collapsed into a chair. That idiot Yahiko! Always messing things up for her! She already missed Yahiko. All the moments they shared...
When she thought about it, there really weren't any moments. Always with Sanosuke. Sighing, she wished she could apologize to him. But he was gone. She looked away feeling tears well up in her eyes. She was going to miss him.
She got up and walked to the stove. There, on the table, were at least 100 rice dumplings. She gasped! These were the great tasting ones she had yesterday! As she was about to dig in, she found a note.
::Dear Kaoru-dono, Kenshin here, just made some food for you. Enjoy. Congratulations by the way.
-Kenshin-::
She looked aside and saw a large box. Curiously she opened it and found a kimono inside. After unfolding it she gasped.
It was gorgeous.
It was silk, with a dark blue obi. The kimono itself was a lavender color, with yellow and blue streaks. The light material slid over her fingers. She folded it very carefully and put it away. She then pulled out a large sword. She quirked an eyebrow.
She then found yet another note.
::Kaoru-dono and Sano, I bought a kimono and mini-Zanbatou for you. Enjoy! Congratulations!
-Kenshin-::
She sighed and felt bad. Those kimonos did not come cheap. At least several thousand yen. At least.
She looked back into her memories, trying to recall some of Kenshin. It was him who was the love of her life.
Falling into depression as she had so many years ago, she sullenly thought about him. Always looking out for others, trying to help everyone, and loving Kaoru.
She remembered the last time she had seen him. With tomoe.
She felt a pang of guilt thinking about Tomoe. How lonely he must be now...and how she had treated him. She felt even worse.
However, when they last looked into one another's eyes, she could see pain in his eyes. And hidden in that pain she read an expression. Love.
At that time she marched off, but years later, now, she found herself thinking about it. Sighing, she tried to pick up the box. My it was heavy! How did Kenshin lift this? She struggled just to grasp it properly, it was so big.
Sanosuke came from behind her and picked up the package. Gasping, he struggled under the weight, and dropped the huge box back onto the table. Wow!
"There can't just be a kimono and Zanbatou in there..." he muttered
Was he standing behind her the whole time? As she dug through the package once more, she found what was so heavy. It was another sword, quite a few bloodstained kimonos and gis, a few daggers, many scrolls of information, a hair pin from tomoe most likely, money, and a letter.
::Dear Kaoru-dono, Well you never gave me time to tell the reason I came to you. You see, I have been injected with a poison mixed with opium. I have about seven days or so to live. This is why Yahiko has come. To learn as much of the Hiten Mitserugi Ryuu as possible, before I die. I'm leaving you with all my possessions. I know you and Sanosuke are in love, but I have to tell you something. Kaoru, I love you. You know I did, even when I claimed I didn't. I still love you...but...you hate me. As well as loving a man far superior to me. So I leave you kaoru-dono. With all my belongings, a letter of goodbye, and my heart.
-Love from, and always, Kenshin-::
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Authors note: how did you like it? Ok, I gotta go right now, see ya later!
Busu :: ugly hag(sometimes old)
-Chan :: part of word used to describe someone smaller or younger than you with care
-San :: describe a man older than you with love and care
Disclaimer: Um... I wish I owned-ed Kenshin. ='( but I don't.
Authors note: Hmm I guess all I'm gonna say is now the scene is set in the future, by ten years. Kenshin is 27(and with both second sight and regular vision) while Kaoru is 24. Please note that Kenshin has indeed become a rurouni. However, sometimes he can't control himself and becomes Battousai again. Double sided Kenshin again. Yep.
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~~~~~~~~~~*** 10 years later ***~~~~~~~~~~
Kenshin slid his feet over the warm grass. Ah! Springtime! A lush scent filled the air, as he continued to pass wildflowers of all sizes. Ice-blue eyes scanning over the various sorts of animals and plants alongside, he made sure to keep a hand on his katana. He had been attacked twice already and it wasn't even lunchtime.
He stopped by what seemed a harmless group of fruit trees, apples and oranges galore. He slipped his katana off and laid it against his shoulder, one leg laid flat on the grass, the other bent up. He elbowed back into the tree, and a group of apples fell into his palms.
His rough palms caught each and every one of them. Biting into one at a time, he nodded. One had a worm in it, which he tossed aside before continuing. He stood up, when suddenly another apple fell. He looked up, and quirked an eyebrow.
Bending down to pick up the apple, he felt his whole body slam into the ground as a sharp pain injected into his back. He twisted and turned to find a hooded creature with a dart in his right hand. His elbow was still in Kenshin's back.
He quickly brought up the sheath, slamming the figure in what would be the chin, and he flipped backwards. He chucked the dart at Kenshin, when suddenly 2 more appeared.
At the last minute, Battousai unsheathed his sword with such a flash he didn't even get to yell the move's name. After sheathing it, the darts split into 3 pieces each and fell to the ground. The figure than found a deep gash embedded into his stomach.
"Battou Juttsu..." Battousai whispered after sheathing his sword and stepping towards the creature. He stopped about 10 feet away from him and calmly whispered, his eyes blazing amber.
"What is your name, small warrior?"
"No need for you to know that Samurai." He shot back.
Battousai walked towards the figure who stealthily stepped aside, his breath coming in short gasps. The cut was shallow, but not too shallow. Battousai smirked, and he pulled out the blade, and held it to the warrior's face.
"I will figure it out sooner or later. Might as well tell me and you might just live."
"Never! I shall never betray Lord Aoshi!"
"Ah...working for the Oniwabanshu are we?"
When the figure stood rigid, Battousai smirked. He lunged the blade forward so fast the creature couldn't even see the blade. However it was visible when his entire cloak fell to the ground with many cuts in it.
As the short figure looked up he quivered under the looks Battousai was giving him. It sent chills down his spine, and he stepped back.
"Beshimi will kill you!"
The small figure hopped backwards and slid behind the tree. Battousai smirked, and cut the tree in half, but Beshimi was not there. Battousai ducked in time to see a dart fly past his face.
He turned once more to see two huge figures stumbling past him. He looked over them carefully. The first was quite tall, with stripes over his skin, as scars or design, he could not tell. The other was almost impossible to miss. He was at least twenty feet tall, with a rather large stomach. Protruding quite a bit on his back, was a large barrel, tied to his shoulders. He had rough arms though, as though he were also built.
The smaller figure (though not so small) took out a chain and ball, while the bigger simply took a pose. Beshimi appeared from behind him smirking. He held out another dart, and carefully twirled it between his middle and index finger.
"I told you that you shall die at the hands of the Oniwabanshu Battousai! Care to meet your executioners? I, Beshimi, am master of the poison darts. One touch of this poison and you'll be writhing on the floor. Its opium and poison combination, my special. This here is Hyottoko..."
He said pointing to the huge figure with the barrel on his back. He smirked, and coughed a bit, flames emerging from his mouth. Singing a blade of grass it caught fire. However he stepped on it before it spread too much. Hyottoko smirked once more, and laughed at Battousai's puny 5'5" figure.
"...and this is Shikijou. He is a rather strong creature, built even more than Hyottoko. And we, representing the Oniwabanshu, will murder you tonight!"
His words rang through the silence as the sounds of the woods died down. Battousai cocked his head, and smirked evilly. He lifted up his blade, and put it back in his sheath. Calmly, he held the sheath with his left hand and kept his right balled into a fist, and walked away from Beshimi.
"Come back here!" was the screech of Beshimi
Battousai merely turned, smirked, and continued walking. Hyottoko stepped forward, causing the ground to shake. Without turning around, Battousai stopped in his tracks, his back to Hyottoko. Hyottoko took a deep breath and spit fire at the grass in front of Battousai. Battousai watched amusedly as the grass in front of him burst into flame, and turned around.
"You have interrupted all peace in this area. I do like to kill, but I most certainly do not waste my time with pathetic insolent fools such as yourselves. You stain the name warrior! Die!"
He lunged forward, and stopped just in front of Hyottoko who was already breathing fire at Battousai. Battousai merely nodded, and through his blade right into the heart of the flame, and the flame began to heat the blade. Smirking, Battousai put his blade back into his sheath, and brought it back out, a solid shape once more. This time he aimed properly, and with the very tip of his katana leapt into the flame itself. The flame parted around Battousai but did not even touch him.
He leapt into Hyottoko's mouth and he shoved the blade down his throat. Gagging, he choked, and the gasoline caught up into his throat, as the fire light it. His body exploded from the inside, causing him to fall in pieces to the ground. Battousai had already jumped out of his huge mouth and landed behind Shikijou.
There, he sheathed his katana, and through the sheath itself into Shikijou, but it clanged against his hardened muscles. The chain came around and whipped Battousai in the face. He stumbled backwards, a deep gash on his chin, but gained concentration and swung his blade into Shikijou's face. Shikijou turned but the blade still hit him. Making just a small gash, blood began to pour freely. It was small...but deep. Shikijou, however, took no notice.
He brought his fist up at Battousai who jumped backwards and then forward once more. He landed on Shikijou's fist, and slammed the blade into his face for the last time. The blade deepened the cut but was sent flying from the impact. Shikijou gasped, and stumbled backwards, but managed to aim a blow at Battousai. Battousai was hit in full force and fell backwards. He landed on Bishimi, and felt a sudden pain in his back. He turned to find the poison dart in his back, and threw it out. It hit Shikijou in the face, who swallowed it by accident and fell over instantly dead.
He turned to Bishimi, but saw no creature. His vision, blurred, scanned the area. His vision became worse and worse by the second and suddenly an idea clicked. Second sight!
He scanned the area, his second sight still as sharp as always. He found Beshimi adding poison to another of his darts. Battousai took out a dagger, and aimed carefully, before throwing. Landing in Bishimi's left side, he fell back, and his eyes rolled into the back of his head. Battousai rolled his hand up his left cheek, to find the mark of the Oniwabanshu. A horizontal line crossing his vertical line on his cheek.
Battousai fell back, unconscious, poison seeping through his veins.
~~~~~
Kaoru looked deeply into the chocolate brown eyes of Sanosuke. Cuddling up to him still, she felt his arms creep up her sides, and touch her tenderly near her breast. She smiled, and put a hand on top of his, drawing it slowly out of her shirt. She pulled it into his shirt, and felt his ripped chest. She smiled and kissed his chest gently.
Leaning out, she looked back into the eyes of Sano, and stroked his cheek. She loved him. She wondered how she could ever love anyone else. She faintly remembered a person in her past. Who was that? K-...K-...oh it didn't matter. Sanosuke had proposed to her just a few days ago and she was as happy as could be.
Yahiko turned the corner and saw the two cuddled up on the front steps of the dojo like always. Grinning he crept up behind them and jumped on top of Sano. Sano instinctively punched him in the face and Yahiko fell unconscious on the dojo floor.
Paying no attention to a moaning Yahiko, Kaoru and Sanosuke held hands as they walked back inside not able to take their eyes off of each other. She led them to her bedroom and closed the door. She leaned a chair against it and locked it to make sure no one disturbed them.
There, she slid her hand down his pants, slowly feeling around. She pulled off his pants, and stared at his face. Pulling off his jacket, she felt his very hands already past her obi and kimono, both on the floor at that point. Both of them naked, they fell to the floor, and instantly began.
Sanosuke smiled, constantly feeling her tender breasts. They felt so warm. He leaned in and began to nuzzle one of them and she began moaning. Sanosuke looked into her eyes, and she did his. They leaned into one another's kiss.
~'~'~'~'~
Sanosuke awoke to find a small figure clinging to his bare chest. Rubbing his eyes, he saw it was Kaoru. He saw her naked, and felt himself instantly get hard.
He kissed her on the mouth gently before she awoke her eyes fluttering. She smiled at Sanosuke.
"I love you Kaoru-chan..."
"I love you too Sano-san..."
Yahiko began banging on the door at that point. Kaoru grumbled, and wished they could have shared more, even for just a few minutes.
"WHAT IS IT YAHIKO?" she bellowed angrily.
"SOMEONE'S HERE BUSU, SO COME OUT!" he yelled back.
Confused, she sat up. She wasn't expecting anyone. Maybe that was Dr. Gensai with the kids for the day! Excited, she got up and put her clothes back on. Heading for the tub she got ready. Picking out her favorite lilac- green and blue kimono she headed outside after about an hour.
When she heard a new voice talking she was confused. That wasn't Dr. Gensai's voice! Who could it be? She tied her hair, which was still down, with a small layer of bunched hair over a layer of flat hair. Everyone, especially Sanosuke, said she looked simply gorgeous in this.
Turning the corner, she saw a black and blue gi on the chair. Odd. She then realized it was a figure. As Yahiko, facing her, nodded, and the back of the man stood up. The figure had red hair, and quite a beautiful color it was. She simply wanted to touch it.
The figure turned around, and nodded. She gasped, and fell back with a cry. It was the man of her past! She got up angrily, and jumped back to feel the warm, yet wet, hands of Sanosuke. He had too bathed.
Sanosuke kissed her swiftly, while the figure watched patiently. After they broke he whispered to Kaoru.
"Kaoru, I guess you remember me. Kenshin...well...I was just around...and wanted to tell you something...your friend...Tomoe Himura...died of Cholera. "
"I'm sorry to hear that. Now get out of my house!" she responded icily.
He nodded, and waved his hand to her, heading out of the door. Sanosuke looked on and smirked. So he was the only man in her life.
"BUSU! WHAT WAS THAT FOR! HIS WIFE JUST DIED AND ALL YOU CAN SAY IS GET OUT?" yelled Yahiko.
"Wife...? Oh that's right. Baka-Kenshin and baka-Tomoe got married. I almost forgot. Serves him right though..." she continued.
This was too much for Yahiko. He growled at Kaoru, and walked out of her dojo. She laughed, waiting for his return. She sat down on a chair, and began to eat what was there. Had Yahiko made these rice dumplings? They tasted simply astounding!
She headed back to her room to lay down. She hadn't exactly slept last night. They were up almost all night. She instantly fell asleep, but not before feeling the warm hands of Sanosuke wrap around her.
~
She awoke later that evening and found a note on her bedside. She yawned, and picked up the letter. She read through it, and froze. What?!
She read it again. And again. And again. What?! How! Why! She read it aloud to herself one last time:
::Dear busu,
Well this is Yahiko, as you can tell from my handwriting. I have left you. Im sick of you and Sanosuke always doing your thing not letting me have anyone to talk to or hang with! Not even train with! So ill leave you two for life. Ive gone with Kenshin. Maybe you don't remember but when I first met you would always talk non-stop about him. He's a great man, and has been through a lot. You obviously don't remember? Well whatever, I'm traveling with Kenshin now. I just dropped back to leave you this note. I hope you and Sanosuke have a good marriage. I guess.
-Yahiko-::
She collapsed into a chair. That idiot Yahiko! Always messing things up for her! She already missed Yahiko. All the moments they shared...
When she thought about it, there really weren't any moments. Always with Sanosuke. Sighing, she wished she could apologize to him. But he was gone. She looked away feeling tears well up in her eyes. She was going to miss him.
She got up and walked to the stove. There, on the table, were at least 100 rice dumplings. She gasped! These were the great tasting ones she had yesterday! As she was about to dig in, she found a note.
::Dear Kaoru-dono, Kenshin here, just made some food for you. Enjoy. Congratulations by the way.
-Kenshin-::
She looked aside and saw a large box. Curiously she opened it and found a kimono inside. After unfolding it she gasped.
It was gorgeous.
It was silk, with a dark blue obi. The kimono itself was a lavender color, with yellow and blue streaks. The light material slid over her fingers. She folded it very carefully and put it away. She then pulled out a large sword. She quirked an eyebrow.
She then found yet another note.
::Kaoru-dono and Sano, I bought a kimono and mini-Zanbatou for you. Enjoy! Congratulations!
-Kenshin-::
She sighed and felt bad. Those kimonos did not come cheap. At least several thousand yen. At least.
She looked back into her memories, trying to recall some of Kenshin. It was him who was the love of her life.
Falling into depression as she had so many years ago, she sullenly thought about him. Always looking out for others, trying to help everyone, and loving Kaoru.
She remembered the last time she had seen him. With tomoe.
She felt a pang of guilt thinking about Tomoe. How lonely he must be now...and how she had treated him. She felt even worse.
However, when they last looked into one another's eyes, she could see pain in his eyes. And hidden in that pain she read an expression. Love.
At that time she marched off, but years later, now, she found herself thinking about it. Sighing, she tried to pick up the box. My it was heavy! How did Kenshin lift this? She struggled just to grasp it properly, it was so big.
Sanosuke came from behind her and picked up the package. Gasping, he struggled under the weight, and dropped the huge box back onto the table. Wow!
"There can't just be a kimono and Zanbatou in there..." he muttered
Was he standing behind her the whole time? As she dug through the package once more, she found what was so heavy. It was another sword, quite a few bloodstained kimonos and gis, a few daggers, many scrolls of information, a hair pin from tomoe most likely, money, and a letter.
::Dear Kaoru-dono, Well you never gave me time to tell the reason I came to you. You see, I have been injected with a poison mixed with opium. I have about seven days or so to live. This is why Yahiko has come. To learn as much of the Hiten Mitserugi Ryuu as possible, before I die. I'm leaving you with all my possessions. I know you and Sanosuke are in love, but I have to tell you something. Kaoru, I love you. You know I did, even when I claimed I didn't. I still love you...but...you hate me. As well as loving a man far superior to me. So I leave you kaoru-dono. With all my belongings, a letter of goodbye, and my heart.
-Love from, and always, Kenshin-::
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Authors note: how did you like it? Ok, I gotta go right now, see ya later!
Busu :: ugly hag(sometimes old)
-Chan :: part of word used to describe someone smaller or younger than you with care
-San :: describe a man older than you with love and care