Darkest of Days
RK doesn't belong to me.
WARNING: This fic contains adult situations, harsh language and abuse.
Chapter 9
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She woke up with a headache, snuggled up against something warm. Her mind yelled at her to go back to sleep, and she wanted to, but the softest of kisses on her forehead made her disagree and she looked into his amber eyes. Things came back to her as he leaned in for a kiss, but she jerked her head away. He laughed, the sound coming deep with in his throat, low and sexy as she had once put it; she would still use those same words to describe it even now.
"So you're gaining a back bone now aren't you?" he said, whispering it deep in her ear. "Well, to bad it didn't come back then, you probably would've dumped me long before any of this ever happened." He grabbed hold of her chin and kissed her forcefully on the lips. "Now, we are almost there, so I want you on your best behavior, understood?" He nodded her head, using his eyes to convey the message. She nodded her head yes on her own occurred, knowing that this was really the only choice she had on this. "Good."
The limousine they were in came to a stop and the butler from before opened the door. She got out first, and looked upon a tall, fancy building, with ushers at the glass door entrance. It was beautiful, but what where they doing here?
"Come now dear, we are to be expected here soon," he said, linking their arms and leading them inside. The place was huge, and Kaoru would have easily gotten lost if it wasn't for Kenshin who lead her to an extraordinary ballroom, where tables were set, a small group of violinist playing in a corner, and people talking about in small groups and then large ones. She didn't know any of the people, until she saw them. Two people nicely dressed in Chinese clothing, laughing at something some one in their clique said. And then their eyes landed on her.
Time seemed to stand still as they made eye contact and he smirked, easily leading her to where the other two where. "Hello Himura-san," he said bowing as he held tightly onto Kaoru's hand, as she tried to fight his grip and run.
"Yukishiro-san, it has been a long time," said Himura, the father with his black-gray hair and blue eyes. "You too, daughter."
"Nice to see you too father, mother," she said, bowing respectively to each one as she called them. Her mother smiled, and she embraced her child.
"It is very good to see you again, my dear," she said, "And you have grown so much sense the last time I saw you."
'Yeah,' she thought dryly, 'the last time you saw me was when? Eight years ago?'
"Yes, you are certainly right dear," said her father, not really knowing what to do, so he shaked her hand, giving it a tight squeeze. "And how have you two been doing?"
"Fine," he jumped in, "Me and my little kitten have been doing quite fine." He looked at her, squeezing the hand he held and kissing it at the knuckles.
Why don't you say anything? Something hissed at her inside her mind. Tell them the truth! Why are you just looking at him?
'I love him…'
You love him. Is that all you can say? Oh, no, dear, you really are trapped, no way out now. He has you snared and shackled to the bed post once more, but this time, he won't take it off. You can't give into him; he'll just hurt you more!
'I don't care! I love him more then you can understand! More then this whole world can understand! I need him, and he needs me…'
"Dear, why don't you and your mother talk?" he said, giving her a warning look that told her not to try and run. "I have something to talk about with your father."
The four separated, Kaoru being dragged off to meet some of her mother's friends, and Kenshin staying there with her father talking.
"What did you want to say to me?" he asked, observing the red head who had taken his only daughter from him years ago, promising him that he would always take care of her for years.
"I wanted your permission to marry your daughter," Kenshin replied strongly, looking the man in the eye.
"I can tell, that even after all these years of living with that wrench that something has attached you to her, and her to you. But what I don't understand is how anyone can love that bitch."
"I can't quite say sir," Kenshin said, trying to hold in his anger. The man and his wife never liked their rebellious daughter, not sense the day she was born. But this was really unacceptable, especially when you say something like that to the one that already owned her—heart, body and soul—no matter what any one else said.
"Then yes, by all means, take that wrench and do what ever you wish to her. Now, if you don't mind, I have people to see." The man started to walk away. But Kenshin wouldn't let him go wit out saying a few final words.
"It's really a shame that she is your only child." Kenshin watched the man stiffen, and smiled wickedly. "It was nice to talking to you."
Kaoru looked over at the two as she and her mother mingled about. Something her red head said had quite surprised her father, but what ever it was, she would never know. He had hidden so many things from her tell now, that she most likely wouldn't ever be able to figure him out. Unless she went and asked him, but that wouldn't be good. No. A shiver went down her spine in fear, at times when curiosity got her like this it would be best to keep her mouth shut.
A servant called out that the meal was ready to be served, and everyone went to their respected seats. She caught sight of him, and went over to where he stood. He pulled the chair out for her and she sat down. The place was set just as the one she practiced on the other day, but instead of such plain china, there was class and crystal in it. She was afraid to touch it.
The meal was delicious, and the other people at the table were much more interesting then the rest of the snot nosed people about the room. But, she was uncomfortable to say the least, and when the dinner was over it came real.
The lights of the ballroom went out, and people—mostly women—screamed and scrambled under the tables in fear. When they came back on, she was against the back of another man, not her red head, not her 'master,' but a stranger, and she didn't like it one bit.
"I wouldn't struggle," said the deep voice, and she didn't like it, the way it hurt and made he scared, not the way Kenshin made her, but the raw fear that made her body freeze.
The lights went back on, and she found herself at the windows, the gun of her captor pointed at her head. Other people were about, carrying guns and bags, getting all the expensive jewelry and such. But one man stood out of the crowd, one who looked eyes not with her, but her taker. The raw anger matched her fear, and that was the last thing she saw when the lights went out and she felt herself fall out the window.
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AN: *Insert evil laughter* There was a big event, an engagement, and a kidnapping, now, we just have to wait until the next chapter. ^-^ I'm not really good with action/fighting scenes, but everything else I'm okay with.
Some where in the back of the weird personality of author shouts out: Yeah, just see last chapter!
Same place, just the nice side thought she is named wrong: Lalalalalala! *sings while prancing and throwing flowers into the air * Everyone is HAPPY! *a shoe is thrown at her to shut her up, falls face flat and twitches for a moment.*
Okay, back to me, real one in charge here *glares at other two.* I hope you liked this one, as I said, I'm not good with direct action/fighting scenes (remembers pink bowling balls with a SERIOUS shudder… don't ask).
Leigh: Yeah, but I think my problem is that I get embarrassed writing lemons. Not to mention some other things, but, I'll just ditch all that. And, you spelled lemon wrong, no 'i.'
ToNbErRyOfWeIrDnEsS: right on the dot, how'd you do it?
shizuka: it all happened so far, and next Kenshin will have to get her back and we'll finds out the name of the enemy. And, for further news, this will be the shortest fic I ever wrote, most likely. Yeah, the darker side of their relationship is something I like best, though the sweet side is cool, you can stand it for only so long a time before wanting something new.
Anime-no-Atama: Yep, and you have to love evil guys when they are at their best. You just have to love 'em then.
tsuki: how'd you guess? The e-mail address? Oh well, but remember to review for CL! I finished it! And hentai…lets just say, only if enough people ask for another one will I ever do so. *runs off blushing for a moment*
marstanuki: on the second I have a stupid marching thing for the stupid band and play an instrument that feels like it weighs a ton and I'm also gonna be at my dad's and won't be able to update, or most likely so. I could go on and rant, but I can't, or it could go on forever. ^-^
D.A.: Thank you, my spelling is evil, you don't want to even know about it (note: I tried to but a big word where evil is, and couldn't spell it right enough for the computer to figure out what I wanted there). I'll look over it, thank you.
Kurara: I like your name, its cute, reminds me of Kurama from YYH. Did you name your self after him? Thank you, but I will continue on this fic, I can't stop it now. ^-^
Yui Shinomori: Thank you. I'm glad to be on your favorite author's list. And this, is also a cliffhanger, cause we don't know what's gonna happen. ^-^
Crystal: Yep, first once more. This really isn't Kenshin; it's just a darker side of him that not a lot of people thought about dissecting into yet. Though, he is my second favorite red head of all time, though, Kurama is also a silver head, but who can complain to a hunk of an evil fox spirit?
Thank you for reviewing, and I hopped you liked this chapter as well as the last, and as I said before, if I get enough yes's on it, I can add another lemon part in here, if you all want it as well.