AN: ok, first off, in this fic, italics are going to represent three things, so you don't get confused: Thoughts, song lyrics, and ghostly sounds/voices.

Truly, Madly, Deeply

Part Three

            Kenshin slowly strolled down the packed dirt road towards the old barn where Tomoe had died. He didn't smile; his lips were pursed and white with tension.  He looked about nervously, and fidgeted with the hilt of his sword. A small branch snapped near by, and words started to pour out of an invisible time gap.

I follow the night.

Can't stand the light.

When will I begin?

To live…again…

            A ghostly voice echoed through out the diminutive forested area near by. Slowly Kenshin advanced to the resonance.

"Tomoe? Are you there? Please answer me!" a figure stepped out from a large bush, Kenshin stood there stock still holding his breath as his mind ambivalently screamed to him about his past. "TOMOE?!" the figure came closer.

She was a pale green color, her robes still stained with crimson blood, and it was cold to just look at her, as she brought the air down several degrees with her existence. Each breath she took was quite, but when she breathed out, it was a white mist. She looked tranquil, monotonous to all affection. Her hair lacked the lively silkiness, and she no longer smelled of pungent perfume, but of dead leaves, and earth. When she spoke her voice was melodious and even, not stern or drowning, as you would think it to be.

"Kenshin? Is that you? It's so cold, please hold me." Tomoe came closer up to Kenshin, holding her upper arms with her hands.

"Tomoe, why? How are you alive?" Kenshin uttered silently, wondering if he had perhaps fallen asleep along the road somewhere.

"I am in your memory Kenshin, it's so cold here. Kenshin, you have found someone warm to stay with you. You insist on holding on to me. Your memory is cold, cloudy, why won't let me rest in piece, just forget me Kenshin, go to the one who keeps you warm."

"Kaoru? You mean Kaoru?"

"Hai, Kaoru…do not feel guilty, I will always remember that I died saving you from the assassin's dagger, don't take that memory from me Kenshin, live a happy life…please…do so for me…"

Kenshin became rigid once again, as Tomoe slowly came up to him. She was frozen, and her touch was icy and bitter. And yet, Kenshin felt himself loose much shame that had gathered over the years.

"Go home to her, hold her, love her as you once loved me. Change nothing, just remember, trust is everything, and without it, all hope is gone. Kenshin, think, deeply…who is it that you do not trust?"

Tomoe slowly parted from the small, intimate hug; she left him leaving an arctic kiss on his open flesh. Nothing but a slight hushed breeze. And yet, silently the wind finished Tomoe's song, and as Kenshin awoke, it started fading…

One day I'll fly away

Leave all this to yesterday

What more could your love do for me

When will love be through with me

Why live life, from dream to dream

And dread the day

When dreaming….

Ends…

One day I'll fly away….

Slowly Kenshin's eyes flittered open, and as the cool night breeze began to lift, and dawn rose once again, he started towards the dojo. God bless you Tomoe, I'll kill myself if something happens to sweet, innocent…warm Kaoru…

AN: really short I know, but, its all starting to come together….i predict another three, maybe four chapters, I apologize that the earlier chapters weren't very descriptive…I'll make the last ones really good! And if you have any suggestions, plz tell me in ur review…