Chapter 9
Story by: Cessy Angel
"Brother, will you come back to see me after the war?"
"Of course, Aoshi, and don't forget what I've told you in the meantime, okay?"
"Hai!"
No one would stop him. No one could stop him. It was more than a rage, and yet it was more than sorrow at the same time. Even after his companions' deaths, he didn't feel this way. Although through that time, he would only show anger, and nothing else. His emotions had left him on that day. He no longer smiled, no longer laughed, or was it only on his exterior?
Aoshi's mind was complicated,
yet even if Himura Kenshin had managed to get inside of it, he didn't fully
understand everything. Maybe there was love? Or did he merely want revenge?
Only time will tell. Although, the time was soon, very, very soon.
"W-what was that noise...?" Misao's whisper broke the several moments of silence. Her eyes couldn't pierce through the darkness. Somehow, when the door opened from upstairs, the light had grown extremely faint.
Something beneath her, almost at her feet was breathing, very slowly and in a ragged manner. For certain it was a man, but who? She feared it would be Aoshi, oh God, don't let it be Aoshi.
Yet, something inside
her still held the hope that Aoshi would save her. "Aoshi-sama, I never
even got to tell him that I love him..."
Kimweri laughed as he prepared his swords. He would get what he wanted, after all. And Shinomori had come to him so easily, like he had expected. Although what he wanted was far from reach, and he knew for certain he would never feel fully satisfied. Never will I feel that way again...
He stopped laughing
and began looking out the windows in silence. His knuckles tightened
as he saw Aoshi quickly making his way towards the hallway. "Soon, my friend,
soon..."