Thoughts of Darkness
RK doesn't belong to me.
AN: This story is a nice little one shot from the Darkest of Days, though...that story is done for the moment, I wrote The End at the bottom of it...but I'm glad that people still want it to go on. Don't worry now; I am going to make another little one-shot side fic for it sometime in the future.
SPOILER ALERT FOR DARKEST JUST BEFORE DAWN!
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Back then, this all seemed to be a good idea-the only way to save her, yet keep her at the same time. But now, all it seems to be is a game...one where she gets hurt with each round.
What about me? What did I feel as I watch her body break beneath my hand? Hurt? Sadness? Anger? No, just the thick pleasure of possessiveness that seems to come about when ever I'm ding to her as long as she is mine.
A sick act of possessiveness? A man who needs to get locked up for mistreating his girlfriend.
No. She has no backbone, not since the day her sister Hana dies, and she searched for refuge in someone else's arms. My arms.
Forever and a day I could hold her and make her mine.
But, I can't...my life makes me this way, keeps me from taking her to the life style of the rich and famous. Instead, I keep it all this way. With her tucked under every one of my enemies' eyes by taking on so many other women.
She stays safe...she stays mine.
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AN: This little one shot was inspired by Icagal who asked for a little insight into Kenshin's head while he was miss treating Karou.
Anyway, I hope you liked it.