Darkest of Days
RK doesn't belong to me.
WARNING: This fic contains adult situations, harsh language, and abuse.
AN: After a long time, I have done it! I have written the chapter, though, the lemon part will suck...I can't seem to be able to write it at the moment! Hell, this must be revenge...
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She looked about herself, her stone faced father standing in the hallway, waiting to take her down an aisle that meant that lead to him, her Kenshin, on their wedding day. Only her father stood out in the crowd, everyone else was happy and smiling except for him--hell, even Aoshi smirked, according to Misao, her maid in waiting.
Something came over her, and before she knew it, she was walking up to him, carrying her dress a few inches from the floor, not wanting it to drag. "Why do you look like the world is going to end? Shouldn't you be glad that you no longer have to look at me and think that my name is the same as yours?"
She was repeating the same words she told him long ago, in the past, when she ran, and watched the surprise...and fear, pass through his eyes before he turned his head away.
"Everyone! Its time!" Some one called out and they all got ready. The long white veil was put on Kaoru's head, adding to the request of a 'traditional' western wedding.
"You look wonderful!" whispered Misao before getting into her spot. The father took her arm, and soon enough, they were going down the aisle and up to where Kenshin stood. He was handsome, standing there, his eyes a mix of amber and amethyst, the tux fitting right and his hair held back in a ponytail at the top of his head--some one had said that it was a samurai knot, but she couldn't remember who.
The vows where short and sweet, with Kenshin hardly able to keep his eyes off of his beautiful bride. The white dress with light blue lace here and there, fitted her like a glove, and the choke chain around her neck, decked with a sapphire, let her eyes shine out. Those where the same eyes that Kenshin--and anyone else for that matter--could drown into at any given moment.
But the kiss was the talk of the after party. Someone even commented that it should be the longest kiss in the church's history, which the preacher said it was. It lasted a total of ten minuets; some one was timing it. Kaoru could've sworn that some one from her family--the tight nosed people who ran first class--whistled. She supposed that is was one of the younger generations, the ones who where interested in the new and improved hover board that had a connection to your brain waves--in other words, the board did what you wanted by reading your thoughts. It wasn't exactly new, she had made one as a child, but it would never have been as good as the ones she could make in a real lab with the equipment she need.
"To imagine, you were in my class, yet you were working for me," said Madam Alicia, hugging her now ex-employ tightly. She was one of the few people Kaoru invited who wasn't family, or in the wedding. Getting stuck in the life she was living, she wasn't given much choice for making friends. "I do have only one thing to say about that man of your though, and that's just saying a lot by itself! He is a damn good kisser. I wish my husband could kiss like that."
Alicia let out a laugh at the newlywed's expense, for she was blushing a deep red. Blushing a lot wasn't really her thing, it had stopped after she realized that her life was her life, and she had nothing really to be modest about, especially by that time.
"Hey, Jou-chan!" called Sano, coming up to the two ladies, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and leaning onto her some what. "You know that board you made? It's pretty cool; my little nephew loves it! He's a little brat running around here with brown hair, if you see him, call him Yahiko-chan."
"I'm not a 'chan' you tori atama!" yelled out a child, glaring at the taller man.
"Well, to me you are, shrimp," was Sano's response, acting cool and collective as he did so, not willing to get into a fight so quickly with a little child.
The two women looked at them before laughing, getting the attention of the two males easily as they cried out in unison, "Stop laughing!" Only to glare at each other more as they realized what they just did. Alicia and Kaoru just laughed on.
"Kaoru-chan?" said a soft voice, breaking off the girl's laughter but no one else's. There was her mother, wearing a simple blue dress and matching hat, her gloves white and shoes a dark blue. An assemble fit for a first class bitch. "I have something to say to you, if you will please listen me out."
She didn't know what to do, follow her mother or say hell no, what ever you have to say I don't want to hear? But something made her follow the woman out into a small balcony where they stood alone, the fresh cool air caressing their skin in a gentle breeze. What made her go? It all seemed to be a mystery to her as she stood in front of her mother, watching her look out over the balcony to the night sky and soft sea.
"It has been a long time sense we were last together as a family," the old woman started, her age shinning through years of expensive plastic surgery and creams said to make you look younger.
"So? Its not like we were close back then in the first place," shot back Kaoru, glaring at the woman, telling her self that she shouldn't have followed the woman, and that this would only lead to more conflicts.
"That night of the party, your father said that man thrented him--us, Kaoru, your own flesh and bl--"
"Well, good for him! Its not like I would care, would I mother?" she stressed the word 'mother', meaning the strict emphasis on the word she knew should be there. "We have never been a family, no love from you except to your lovers and other children. Never once had I ever felt--"
The fast slap seemed to echo across the balcony, seeming to be unnoticed by those inside the ballroom, still partying about in merriment for the newlyweds. Kaoru was glad for it, as no one would see the fight that should always stay hidden.
"Not even your own parents Kaoru? You don't even care about us? What would your grandfather--"
"Don't bring him into this, mother, he was the only one aside from Kenshin who ever knew how I felt living in the hell hole you called a life, do you know how hard that was? For me, living with you, as you are saying, my own flesh and blood, and it being hell? If so, why should I care if he thrented to kill you or not?"
With that said and done, she turned from the woman, and left the balcony, going inside. She never did see her parents after that, and considering all that she went through with them, who would? But they would both, mother and daughter alike, would always agree on one thing: her grandfather would always love her, no matter what the girl did or said about her family, for, it was always true.
After that episode, Kaoru didn't know what to do, the bouquet had been thrown, as well as the garter belt she had been wearing, the dances done, and the food and drink almost gone… It didn't seem important to be anywhere so she excused her self and went off to rest in a quite sitting room, where Kenshin found her sometime latter, snoozing on a soft fluffy couch.
He thought she was adorable, but a small thought came to, it was his adorable wife sleeping there, ready for him to come and take her home. Even after all that had been said and done, there was still a hint of possessiveness lurking about in his mind, heart, and soul, just waiting for the time to come out and strike again…but until then, he would be happy to live in peace with her, and let her know he really cared.
"Koneko-chan, time to wake up," he whispered softly, shaking her, it was time to go, for them at least. After the second soft shake she awoke, blinking and looking up at her smirking husband as he spoke to her once more. "Time to wake up sleepy head, we have to go now?"
"Do we?" she whispered back, not wanting to leave her warm spot.
"You'll be a lot warmer when we get to where we are going for the honeymoon," he whispered into her ear, making her blush as she allowed him to help her to her feet.
They left discretely, the party was already milling down and few people where left, waiting for others or drinking coffee to get out of the effects of the champagne or wine they had drunk earlier. The couple leaving as they were, never drank more then a glass, Kaoru never drunk after an embarrassing first time, and Kenshin because he knew the effects of alcohol would bring out one side of him--the one who would hurt Kaoru once more.
She was asleep again half way through the drive to the resort they decided on, sleeping soundly in the passenger seat of Kenshin's black mustang convertible*. He had to carry her to their room when he got there, setting her on the bed and watching her sleep for a moment before continuing on with business, i.e. bring in their luggage. He didn't want to bother his precious bundle's sleep by waking her up and making her walk there as he took care of their baggage; he would let her sleep.
And boy would she need it.
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AN: Okay, I lied, no lemon, at least not yet, wait until next chapter, and thank you for those who told me, some what, that I was forgiven, it means a lot to me, thank you again. I'm sorry that I haven't updated in a long while, I got busy at some point, and my computer freezing up on me every other second because of the stupid mouse didn't help any of us.
*My dream car is a black mustang convertible.
Ayumi: Sorry this chapter wasn't up so soon, I have reason those, ones I couldn't control.
Ik: here's the next chapter, and thank you, I didn't know it was really impressive.
kk: it came late, sorry.
silverq3r: I suppose the flute can be hard to play, but my instrument is just plain heavy.
D.A.: Well, she loves him, but the 'evil-possessiveness' is still lurking, we'll just have to see,
shizuka: he'll get what is coming to him.
Yen: well, when a person gets used to one way of life, they can't change quickly, the reason I added that part in the fic above.
tsuki-sama: next chapter…
Anime-no-Atama: that's good.
Misanagi: My updating times vary, a lot. I'm glad that the last chapter did explain a lot.
LaurieUT: I can' really explain if that happens or not, we'll all just have to see, but she will have a say in things.
omochi: he may get a little pissed now and then, but I think that is to be expected, cause that evilness will always be around, lurking some where in his mind.
Vesca: the insperation I need for the next chapter, will probably be…well, I don't know…next chapter…who knows thanks for the suggestion though, I read your fic, long time ago, and thought it was cool.
Yui Shinomori: sorry it didn't come so soon, and I hope you liked the wedding.
Crystal: First again, and Kenshin well, as I said, the evilness is still there, but he will be mostly nice.
kurara: thank you, the forgiveness is what I needed most.
Shuu no Miko: Thank you.
Black Wing Angel: I like the name, it cool, and angel with black wings. Any way, my chapters are so short cause when I write them up on the computer I have it in size nine font and double spaced, and it comes out about five pages, sometimes not counting the answers to reviews, but I do make sure the chapter itself is more then a thousand words. And Kenshin, he'll get whacked, just wait and see.
Thank you for reviewing! And I hope you like this chapter as well as the others.