Death by the moon
Disclaimer: Um...yeah...I = not owner of Kenshin.
Authors note: Nothing to say. Except...happy holidays! P.S: I never said this was going to end happily...so be prepared for angst...unless I decide to make it a happy ending...which probably won't happen...
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Kenshin laid back against the grass. Suddenly cringing in pain, he curled up into a ball. The pain was tearing him apart! He stretched out once the spasm of pain had past, and looked up at the star-less sky. It was going to rain tomorrow.
Yawning he looked over at Yahiko, who was already fast asleep. With just four more days, how was he supposed to learn the other techniques? He had learned the basics, and really hadn't mastered those. He sighed, thinking back to the night he made his decision: Kaoru or Tomoe.
He wished he had chosen Kaoru instead of Tomoe that night and followed his heart. But her love for him obviously was not really there. Just more infatuation, he figured. She truly loved Sanosuke; his eyes had always hungered for her.
He coughed once more, and this time blood came out in small droplets. He was going to die: no doubt about it. He already felt the poison pumping through his veins infecting his very own blood. He cringed. He wanted to do so much in life.
Taking a few calming breaths, he stood up, and sat by the fire. He remembered how he had struggled to consciousness and searched the streets of Tokyo to find Kaoru. How much effort it took him was endless, but he had done it. All his belongings were hers. And he finally admitted to her, his love for her.
He almost smiled; but coughed once more. Man, he just wished he could die and end this life, while at the same time he didn't want to die. Staring off into the distance he thought about the days as an assassin. This wouldn't have happened if he hadn't been a slave, been tormented by his father, met Shinori, and learned to use a sword. He knew who was to blame; Shinori. But he had no chance of defeating Shinori.
It was said that Shinori himself had used the Hiten-Mitserugi Ryuu himself and created the Ku Zu Ryu sen, Ama kakeru ryuu no hirameki and one other hidden move. A move that no one else could pull off or survive through. The Kuroi Akurei Kyoushu Ryuu.
That was a move that no one knew even what it did. Just the name. How they were learnt was beyond his own understanding. Not a single soul, not even legendary swordsmen, had survived such attacks. He heard it was a flash attack, it moved so fast.
Other rumors claimed it was a slow yet powerful move. That was said to be not very effective though, because otherwise Jubei, legendary swordsmen, would have survived that attack. However, like all the others, he had died.
Kenshin rolled over onto the grass. He thought back to the most well known- swordsmen to fight Shinori. He apparently lived, but it was said it was not a true life. The gods had allowed him to remain in his body, but his secret remained hidden.
However, he had told just one theory before his mouth was shut forever. The story went like this...
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Enishi moved skillfully across the field, right at Shinori. Shinori, standing perfectly still, watched his enemy with glee. More blood would be shed tonight. Enishi dived his sword forward, while moving the opposite way, which caused much force, and required skill beyond belief.
Shinori smirked, and did not move. That was the secret to dodging this move. The sword would clip around, as the warrior tried to dodge. He elbowed into Enishi's side, and stabbed him with a dagger.
However, Enishi, put both hands there, and caught the dagger. Slits of blood appeared on his wrists, but he held the blade steady. Finally, he jumped aside, causing the dagger to fall to the floor.
Shinori turned so quickly, that Enishi could not even follow him. Suddenly, he was in the air, where Enishi knew Shinori would use Ryu tsui sen. However, he wasn't expecting what he got.
A ryu tsui shou sen. He felt his shoulder collapse under such pain, and immediately groaned. He would lose. But not without a fight.
He rolled backwards, and brought up his blade, countering the Ryu Shou sen. His own blade snapped however, and he was left weaponless, grasping his left shoulder, and panting for breath.
He made quick work of Shinori however, immediately jumping at Shinori, and tackling him down. Taking the blade, he slashed Shinori in the face.
Shinori rolled over, and got up slowly, panting for breath. Enishi looked at Shinori, and was immediately reminded of his grandson. Kenshin.
They did look alike. Red hair...blue and amber eyes...a small body. In fact, they could be carbon copies! However, Enishi Himura looked at Shinori differently. He didn't fight for good. Nor for bad.
He fought for his life.
Everyone targeted him demanding everything he had. What else was Shinori to do? This pain would shape him Enishi immediately knew.
Shinori backed into a corner as Enishi pulled Shinori's blade closer to him. Shinori pulled a second blade from his waist. It was smaller. He tilted the blade. Shin ken.
Enishi, not realizing, dove into the attack with a sweep of his sword. Shinori parried the attack, catching the blade with the side of his own blade, and then twirling the blade and thrusting his own forward.
Enishi fell backwards, as blood sprawled his clothes. Shinori looked at him as his eyes began to roll backwards. He put his finger up to his own eyes. He had a cut vertically from his eye to his upper cheek. It was deep.
He shook his head. The only warrior to ever touch him. He must defeat his son and grandson! They could gain too much power. Well, he could easily manipulate his son, but Kenshin, his grandson, would be different. He would have to die.
He turned, and waved back at Enishi. To Shinori he looked dead. However, Enishi was alive as ever, smirking behind Shinori's back. Shinori wasn't so bad.
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Kenshin sighed, remembering this story well. He sat up a bit and looked over at Yahiko once more. Maybe it was time to part, and finish up some loose ends. He nodded, and pulled out a wallet. Just a thousand yen left. He dropped 500 for Yahiko and a dagger for him. He carried quite a few, but was down to the one that Shinori had given him, and his Sakabatou and Wazikashi.
He looked at Yahiko carefully. Turning to leave the campsite, he suddenly bumped into a large figure. He looked up to see a pair of chocolate brown eyes staring at him coldly. It was holding a large sword, and Kenshin smirked. His eyes immediately flecked amber, but held his ground. He really had no patience for Sano.
Their eyes met for what seemed like ages, but were a minute or so. Kenshin finally breaking the gaze, turned at a sleeping Yahiko. Sanosuke shook his head and opened his mouth to speak. However, a pair of lips intercepted them.
Kaoru kissed him gently on the lips. Pulling back, she stroked his brown hair and turned to Kenshin. Her crystal blue eyes met his violet. Instantly she saw pain in his eyes, as well as suffering. She couldn't tell very well, but the fact that his life had merely gotten worse since Kaoru left was evident.
She nodded, and felt Sanosuke's firm arm wrap her slim frame. She looked into his eyes, and brushed away a few lochs of hair, and smiled warmly at Sanosuke. Kenshin merely stood there watching. It was a few seconds before she kissed Sanosuke once more, and those same seconds where Kenshin left.
She hadn't really noticed, but when she opened her eyes, she saw not a trace of the Samurai except for the money in Yahiko's hand as well as the blade. She smiled and picked up what she came for.
Not able to lift Yahiko with such ease, Sanosuke instead picked him up, and walked back with Yahiko slung over his shoulder. She leaned into Sanosuke's touch. She sincerely loved him.
However part of her felt guilty. She kept hutting Kenshin, and she knew it. She felt an awkward feeling, almost indescribable. She yawned, as they entered the dojo and had Sanosuke set Yahiko down on his bed, before kissing Kaoru once again.
This time, she couldn't focus. Her thoughts lingered on Kenshin, and suddenly, without warning, the whole world was thrown into aspect. She opened her eyes and saw Kenshin eyes closed kissing her. Was it true? Oh how she longed for it! She opened her mouth to him, and felt his tongue slide against hers.
Smiling against his soft touch, she tasted every part of him. She simply loved it. She groped her hands for his chest, and suddenly felt abs. She opened her eyes, and saw the tall Sanosuke kissing her.
Almost by reaction she leaned out. As Sanosuke looked confused, she took one look at Sanosuke, before running out the door. What the hell just happened?
She could have felt sure she was kissing Kenshin; and enjoying it. She felt odd. Fighting to keep tears at bay, she looked outside into the small clearing. There was the dancing of fireflies, a smooth green, and she simply loved it. Getting up, she let one land on her hand and almost wanted to touch it before a rough yet gentle hand stopped her.
"Kaoru-dono, do not scare the fly, it has not yet intimidated you, so no reason to intimidate it."
"Kenshin?!"
She threw her arms around his neck without realizing how much pain she had caused him with even just the simple touch. He flinched, and was hesitant to hug back, so he merely stood there, getting hugged.
She let go, and smiled at him. However, he was not looking at her. He was looking at the figure that stood behind her, prowling the night and protecting yet following her as he always did. Those same chocolate brown eyes would never leave her.
Kenshin sighed, and turned to go. Sanosuke had reached up and hugged Kaoru. Kaoru had just wished for some time alone, but she would never get some especially with Kenshin. She knew Sanosuke hated Kenshin and vice versa. However their grudge was over her.
Kenshin stopped just before the end of the patch of woods. He bowed his head, the red bangs showing her small yet handsome face. He ran a hand over his scar and stopped at the intersection.
"Like my scar our paths have intersected. Whether or not it will happen again I am unsure...however I know that there is a reason that we have met. "
He looked up into her face, his eyes cold and amber. However they were full of pain and despair, and his voice proved even more sorrow.
"I love you Kaoru-dono...and I always will. God's job to torture me multiple times has been done. In both our pasts...with the death of Tomoe someone who I was learning to love...and you. Although you have a quite capable husband-to-be, I know your life will be great. Therefore, I will not disturb you any longer. Ill leave you...I have to go finish some business with Shinori before this week ends. I have but a few days, and every moment counts. "
She stared at him with unexplainable anger. So he had loved her completely and wholly. So why had he not said anything? Why did he keep on going hurting himself? She launched herself at Kenshin, and he merely stood there letting her flog him as hard as she could, to no avail.
Sanosuke lingered in the background, and leaned against a tree to watch. Folding his arms across his ripped chest he watched as Kaoru continued to hit Kenshin. Kenshin, after all, did deserve it.
Once she had finished hitting him she cried into his chest, and he hesitated once more, but actually put his arms around her. When she cried harder, he held her closer. It was a few minutes before she looked up into his eyes, and saw the gentle blue eyes she had seen so many years ago.
She then felt something she only dreamed of feeling just moments before. Kenshin leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. As their mouths opened to each other they tasted each other.
Sanosuke growled, and clenched his fists. Why the hell was Kenshin kissing his girl? He curled his fists tighter, and launched himself at Kenshin.
Kenshin sidestepped, and pulled Kaoru around with him, dragging them to the floor against a tree. Her arms crept inside his gi, and felt his muscled chest. She hugged him tightly, before starting down to the bottom of his gi.
However, kenshin parted the kiss, and stood up teasing Kaoru to a max. She whimpered, wanting more. He could tell by the expression in her eyes. However he shook his head, blew her a kiss, and walked away. He whispered one word into the breeze, which carried back to Kaoru as he left her.
"Aishiteru..."
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Authors note: Yes I know I had Kenshin say goodbye last chapter, but I wanted something to develop between them. Yes it will get stronger...if Kenshin lives. Ok later!
Gi- clothing that most men wore during the war
Aishiteru - I love you
REVIEW!
REVIEW!
R. E. V. I. E. W!!!!!!
Disclaimer: Um...yeah...I = not owner of Kenshin.
Authors note: Nothing to say. Except...happy holidays! P.S: I never said this was going to end happily...so be prepared for angst...unless I decide to make it a happy ending...which probably won't happen...
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Kenshin laid back against the grass. Suddenly cringing in pain, he curled up into a ball. The pain was tearing him apart! He stretched out once the spasm of pain had past, and looked up at the star-less sky. It was going to rain tomorrow.
Yawning he looked over at Yahiko, who was already fast asleep. With just four more days, how was he supposed to learn the other techniques? He had learned the basics, and really hadn't mastered those. He sighed, thinking back to the night he made his decision: Kaoru or Tomoe.
He wished he had chosen Kaoru instead of Tomoe that night and followed his heart. But her love for him obviously was not really there. Just more infatuation, he figured. She truly loved Sanosuke; his eyes had always hungered for her.
He coughed once more, and this time blood came out in small droplets. He was going to die: no doubt about it. He already felt the poison pumping through his veins infecting his very own blood. He cringed. He wanted to do so much in life.
Taking a few calming breaths, he stood up, and sat by the fire. He remembered how he had struggled to consciousness and searched the streets of Tokyo to find Kaoru. How much effort it took him was endless, but he had done it. All his belongings were hers. And he finally admitted to her, his love for her.
He almost smiled; but coughed once more. Man, he just wished he could die and end this life, while at the same time he didn't want to die. Staring off into the distance he thought about the days as an assassin. This wouldn't have happened if he hadn't been a slave, been tormented by his father, met Shinori, and learned to use a sword. He knew who was to blame; Shinori. But he had no chance of defeating Shinori.
It was said that Shinori himself had used the Hiten-Mitserugi Ryuu himself and created the Ku Zu Ryu sen, Ama kakeru ryuu no hirameki and one other hidden move. A move that no one else could pull off or survive through. The Kuroi Akurei Kyoushu Ryuu.
That was a move that no one knew even what it did. Just the name. How they were learnt was beyond his own understanding. Not a single soul, not even legendary swordsmen, had survived such attacks. He heard it was a flash attack, it moved so fast.
Other rumors claimed it was a slow yet powerful move. That was said to be not very effective though, because otherwise Jubei, legendary swordsmen, would have survived that attack. However, like all the others, he had died.
Kenshin rolled over onto the grass. He thought back to the most well known- swordsmen to fight Shinori. He apparently lived, but it was said it was not a true life. The gods had allowed him to remain in his body, but his secret remained hidden.
However, he had told just one theory before his mouth was shut forever. The story went like this...
~~~
Enishi moved skillfully across the field, right at Shinori. Shinori, standing perfectly still, watched his enemy with glee. More blood would be shed tonight. Enishi dived his sword forward, while moving the opposite way, which caused much force, and required skill beyond belief.
Shinori smirked, and did not move. That was the secret to dodging this move. The sword would clip around, as the warrior tried to dodge. He elbowed into Enishi's side, and stabbed him with a dagger.
However, Enishi, put both hands there, and caught the dagger. Slits of blood appeared on his wrists, but he held the blade steady. Finally, he jumped aside, causing the dagger to fall to the floor.
Shinori turned so quickly, that Enishi could not even follow him. Suddenly, he was in the air, where Enishi knew Shinori would use Ryu tsui sen. However, he wasn't expecting what he got.
A ryu tsui shou sen. He felt his shoulder collapse under such pain, and immediately groaned. He would lose. But not without a fight.
He rolled backwards, and brought up his blade, countering the Ryu Shou sen. His own blade snapped however, and he was left weaponless, grasping his left shoulder, and panting for breath.
He made quick work of Shinori however, immediately jumping at Shinori, and tackling him down. Taking the blade, he slashed Shinori in the face.
Shinori rolled over, and got up slowly, panting for breath. Enishi looked at Shinori, and was immediately reminded of his grandson. Kenshin.
They did look alike. Red hair...blue and amber eyes...a small body. In fact, they could be carbon copies! However, Enishi Himura looked at Shinori differently. He didn't fight for good. Nor for bad.
He fought for his life.
Everyone targeted him demanding everything he had. What else was Shinori to do? This pain would shape him Enishi immediately knew.
Shinori backed into a corner as Enishi pulled Shinori's blade closer to him. Shinori pulled a second blade from his waist. It was smaller. He tilted the blade. Shin ken.
Enishi, not realizing, dove into the attack with a sweep of his sword. Shinori parried the attack, catching the blade with the side of his own blade, and then twirling the blade and thrusting his own forward.
Enishi fell backwards, as blood sprawled his clothes. Shinori looked at him as his eyes began to roll backwards. He put his finger up to his own eyes. He had a cut vertically from his eye to his upper cheek. It was deep.
He shook his head. The only warrior to ever touch him. He must defeat his son and grandson! They could gain too much power. Well, he could easily manipulate his son, but Kenshin, his grandson, would be different. He would have to die.
He turned, and waved back at Enishi. To Shinori he looked dead. However, Enishi was alive as ever, smirking behind Shinori's back. Shinori wasn't so bad.
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Kenshin sighed, remembering this story well. He sat up a bit and looked over at Yahiko once more. Maybe it was time to part, and finish up some loose ends. He nodded, and pulled out a wallet. Just a thousand yen left. He dropped 500 for Yahiko and a dagger for him. He carried quite a few, but was down to the one that Shinori had given him, and his Sakabatou and Wazikashi.
He looked at Yahiko carefully. Turning to leave the campsite, he suddenly bumped into a large figure. He looked up to see a pair of chocolate brown eyes staring at him coldly. It was holding a large sword, and Kenshin smirked. His eyes immediately flecked amber, but held his ground. He really had no patience for Sano.
Their eyes met for what seemed like ages, but were a minute or so. Kenshin finally breaking the gaze, turned at a sleeping Yahiko. Sanosuke shook his head and opened his mouth to speak. However, a pair of lips intercepted them.
Kaoru kissed him gently on the lips. Pulling back, she stroked his brown hair and turned to Kenshin. Her crystal blue eyes met his violet. Instantly she saw pain in his eyes, as well as suffering. She couldn't tell very well, but the fact that his life had merely gotten worse since Kaoru left was evident.
She nodded, and felt Sanosuke's firm arm wrap her slim frame. She looked into his eyes, and brushed away a few lochs of hair, and smiled warmly at Sanosuke. Kenshin merely stood there watching. It was a few seconds before she kissed Sanosuke once more, and those same seconds where Kenshin left.
She hadn't really noticed, but when she opened her eyes, she saw not a trace of the Samurai except for the money in Yahiko's hand as well as the blade. She smiled and picked up what she came for.
Not able to lift Yahiko with such ease, Sanosuke instead picked him up, and walked back with Yahiko slung over his shoulder. She leaned into Sanosuke's touch. She sincerely loved him.
However part of her felt guilty. She kept hutting Kenshin, and she knew it. She felt an awkward feeling, almost indescribable. She yawned, as they entered the dojo and had Sanosuke set Yahiko down on his bed, before kissing Kaoru once again.
This time, she couldn't focus. Her thoughts lingered on Kenshin, and suddenly, without warning, the whole world was thrown into aspect. She opened her eyes and saw Kenshin eyes closed kissing her. Was it true? Oh how she longed for it! She opened her mouth to him, and felt his tongue slide against hers.
Smiling against his soft touch, she tasted every part of him. She simply loved it. She groped her hands for his chest, and suddenly felt abs. She opened her eyes, and saw the tall Sanosuke kissing her.
Almost by reaction she leaned out. As Sanosuke looked confused, she took one look at Sanosuke, before running out the door. What the hell just happened?
She could have felt sure she was kissing Kenshin; and enjoying it. She felt odd. Fighting to keep tears at bay, she looked outside into the small clearing. There was the dancing of fireflies, a smooth green, and she simply loved it. Getting up, she let one land on her hand and almost wanted to touch it before a rough yet gentle hand stopped her.
"Kaoru-dono, do not scare the fly, it has not yet intimidated you, so no reason to intimidate it."
"Kenshin?!"
She threw her arms around his neck without realizing how much pain she had caused him with even just the simple touch. He flinched, and was hesitant to hug back, so he merely stood there, getting hugged.
She let go, and smiled at him. However, he was not looking at her. He was looking at the figure that stood behind her, prowling the night and protecting yet following her as he always did. Those same chocolate brown eyes would never leave her.
Kenshin sighed, and turned to go. Sanosuke had reached up and hugged Kaoru. Kaoru had just wished for some time alone, but she would never get some especially with Kenshin. She knew Sanosuke hated Kenshin and vice versa. However their grudge was over her.
Kenshin stopped just before the end of the patch of woods. He bowed his head, the red bangs showing her small yet handsome face. He ran a hand over his scar and stopped at the intersection.
"Like my scar our paths have intersected. Whether or not it will happen again I am unsure...however I know that there is a reason that we have met. "
He looked up into her face, his eyes cold and amber. However they were full of pain and despair, and his voice proved even more sorrow.
"I love you Kaoru-dono...and I always will. God's job to torture me multiple times has been done. In both our pasts...with the death of Tomoe someone who I was learning to love...and you. Although you have a quite capable husband-to-be, I know your life will be great. Therefore, I will not disturb you any longer. Ill leave you...I have to go finish some business with Shinori before this week ends. I have but a few days, and every moment counts. "
She stared at him with unexplainable anger. So he had loved her completely and wholly. So why had he not said anything? Why did he keep on going hurting himself? She launched herself at Kenshin, and he merely stood there letting her flog him as hard as she could, to no avail.
Sanosuke lingered in the background, and leaned against a tree to watch. Folding his arms across his ripped chest he watched as Kaoru continued to hit Kenshin. Kenshin, after all, did deserve it.
Once she had finished hitting him she cried into his chest, and he hesitated once more, but actually put his arms around her. When she cried harder, he held her closer. It was a few minutes before she looked up into his eyes, and saw the gentle blue eyes she had seen so many years ago.
She then felt something she only dreamed of feeling just moments before. Kenshin leaned down and kissed her gently on the lips. As their mouths opened to each other they tasted each other.
Sanosuke growled, and clenched his fists. Why the hell was Kenshin kissing his girl? He curled his fists tighter, and launched himself at Kenshin.
Kenshin sidestepped, and pulled Kaoru around with him, dragging them to the floor against a tree. Her arms crept inside his gi, and felt his muscled chest. She hugged him tightly, before starting down to the bottom of his gi.
However, kenshin parted the kiss, and stood up teasing Kaoru to a max. She whimpered, wanting more. He could tell by the expression in her eyes. However he shook his head, blew her a kiss, and walked away. He whispered one word into the breeze, which carried back to Kaoru as he left her.
"Aishiteru..."
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Authors note: Yes I know I had Kenshin say goodbye last chapter, but I wanted something to develop between them. Yes it will get stronger...if Kenshin lives. Ok later!
Gi- clothing that most men wore during the war
Aishiteru - I love you
REVIEW!
REVIEW!
R. E. V. I. E. W!!!!!!