Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin is copyrighted to Nobuhiro Watsuki, Sony, Shuiesha Jump... yadda yadda.....
Enough about that! On with the fic!
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Kenshin
He felt, rather than heard, her crumple to the ground. Her sobs gradually grew softer as he stretched the distance between them. Each step struck his already broken heart, a lone tear sliding down his face.
Kaoru-dono... I... I... I don't want to go...
Another voice in his head pleaded with him to turn around, to run back and envelop her in his arms. He knew that was what he wanted. He wanted to hold her, kiss her. He wanted to promise her forever, that he would never leave her alone.
But his honor and the future wouldn't let him.
Taking another step was becoming too difficult for him, and he cursed the day Shishio decided to make a comeback.
But deeper than that, he cursed the day he became the Hitokiri Battousai.
He stopped for a moment, raising one hand to look at his palm. He remembered all the people who died by that hand alone. Kiyosato Akira, Tomoe were only some of the many he had to kill.
Too stained... Stained by the blood of others... I will never be worthy of her... Sessha... no other word has fit me perfectly...
Kenshin couldn't hear Kaoru cry anymore. He guessed he was a good distance away from the river.
Probably safe to take one last look...
He turned to look back the path he walked on, the sound of her sobs still haunting him. Tears came unbidden, and they made a trail down his cheeks.
Kaoru... Will I ever be worthy of your love? Will I ever see you again?
He'll let the future answer for itself. But for now...
Aishiteru, Kamiya Kaoru... Zettai ni de gozaru yo...
He turned and continued on with his long journey... to Kyoto.
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A/N: It ain't over yet!!! No way am I finishing this story without... oops! Almost let that one out!
I'm having fun peeking into Kenshin and Kaoru's minds, in a very twisted way. What about you guys?
Goodness... I am certainly making them miserable...
Hehehehe... R/R please!!!