Darkest Just Before Dawn
RK doesn't belong to me.
Chapter 2
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The sun was rising once more, another die to live, hoping to die. The girl, the only reason he ever came to this quite place wasn't there, most likely at home, the chance to get away lost to the family who would love to disown her at any second. How much he lov—liked her, he couldn't say that he loved her, which he did. Love at first sight, it wasn't possible for him to love anything other then the job he needed—wanted—to get. The only thing he should ever love should be the mob, and only that.
Getting up, he dusted himself off and looked off at the rising sun. The soft colors of pinks, purples, oranges and blues colored the sky around the massive star, and for once, it felt like he could fly away from it all. But there was no way he could. The world was his playground and he was stuck here forever and a day.
Walking away, he found the black car waiting for him where he left it. Getting in, he drove off, the day easily forgotten with the next.
Kaoru sneezed as she waited for her sister to finish eating, it wasn't the one from yesterday, but Hana, the only sister who was skinny enough to be a real leave for Halloween. The thought brought a small smile that Hana quickly notice.
"What are you smiling about?" Hana snapped, glaring at her with brown eyes, shaking her butter knife at her half sister.
"Oh nothing, just remembering something from a book I read," Kaoru replied, picking up an apple turnover left on the plate. Her siblings and her enjoyed the fluffy bread with fruit centers very much, and they vanished quickly, which made them a rare treat in the household. She always saved hers for last. "What are you going to go with to the festival?"
Hana looked at her for a moment before answering. "I'm going to go with Yatsuo Kinako, the nice boy from down the street."
"He's a good catch," replied Kaoru after she finished her mouth full of gooey apple filling. "Did you hear about Nanisa going with Richard to the festival?"
There was a quick look of anger and jealousy in her eyes, but it only flashed there for a moment. "Of course I did little sister, but why should I feel anything? After all, Nanisa-chan is the most annoying woman in the world? Have you ever heard her laugh? The shrill of it can break glass. I feel sorry for the man, but there is no use. He choose her after all."
"Ah, so you have no complaint if their relationship hits off and they get—!"
"Of course not SISTER, I have no feelings for those two ungrateful brats—it was I who introduced them in the first place! And what do I get from it all?"
"Nothing, sister?"
"No! Nothing…" The older girl slouched down into her seat, her piece of bread forgotten. Kaoru looked down at her half-eaten turnover and stood up. Walking around the table, she sat down next to her sister and put it on Hana's plate. "Thank you."
"Kaoru-chan! Hana-chan!" called a servant, rushing into the room and finding them with a sigh. "The tailor is here to make sure your out fits to the festival fit!" She announced, breathing for a moment before ushering the two out of the room. Hana finished the treat off fast and gave her little sister's hand a squeeze. Of all of her siblings, Hana cared for Kaoru the most.
"Mother! The dress it too tight!" screeched Marisa at the top of her lungs, pulling at the tight bonds of her Elizabethan Era dress. It was big, round and covered in ribbons and bows and lace. In other words, she looked hideous with her own fat and ugly face all scrunched up in anger.
"Miss. Marisa, please, I will fix it too match!" one of the tailor's assistants said, worry etched onto their face as they struggled with the woman.
"Oh, Marisa, I told you to not stop your exercise," scowled the primed woman dressed in a well tailored Japanese kimono, one matching to the one Kaoru had made as well. The kimono was what she wanted, and she would have a reason to wear if she had the chance to go to the festival, but it didn't seemed likely at all.
One of the helpers ushered the two sisters to changing places, where they tried on their custom made clothes. This was the only time Kaoru had clothes custom made for her, the rest of her clothes came from malls and shops in town, and she only got them at the beginning of fall.
The kimono was perfect, fitting and matched her eyes. It was dark blue with small butterflies made of silk thread flying about in circles, and small pink flowers scattered about as well. She and her mother matched as the faced each other, even if they were separated by the room. How much had she wanted the love of this simply woman, but she never got it, no matter how hard she tried.
"Perfect, Miss. Kaoru, you look like a smaller version of your mother!" said the assistant happily. No one aside their family knew of how their inner feelings where—it would have been a down fall on their social status, which was very important to them.
"Thank you," Kaoru replied, leaning her head forward to hide the real feelings hiding in her eyes. The other woman smiled and then paused as she stared at something behind in Kaoru in awe. Kaoru turned and saw her sister Nanisa, wearing a dress from the same era as her sister Marisa, but she looked gorgeous in it. Kaoru felt something stirring inside her stomach, the faint feel of jealously coming. But why should she have been? Nanisa would be going soon, and that would be a good thing for everyone.
"Kaoru-chan, how do I look?" Nanisa asked, twirling about, the dress following her as she did so.
"Beautiful," she replied, plastering a fake smile on her face, though no one guessed that it was.
"Thank you, and you…you look…" Nanisa eyes fell as she realized how much Kaoru and their mother looked alike, no one else in their family looked more like the woman they all called mother—even if she wasn't—then Kaoru did at that moment. It was impossible to say no at that time.
"What is with this silence!" called a powerful voice from the doorway to the crowded room. In walked their father, the man of the house and the one everyone wanted to kiss up to cause he had the money. He looked about, his black eyes trying to find the source of all the silence as everyone slowly went back to their business, though everyone was as quite as a mouse, but the scene still stuck in their minds.
Finally he found Kaoru, and was shocked, but it only lasted less then a second before he commented about Kaoru going to the festival, even if she didn't have a date and yelling at Hana and Nanisa to remember that she was allowed to go before he left the room.
"What in hell just happened?" Said someone, breaking the stunned silence.
Just a small walk…Kaoru remembered Hana's exact words as she and Marisa were dragged with their older sister for a walk. Marisa's reason for going was positive, but as for Kaoru, she wished she didn't have to go as all. They were taking a small break on Marisa's request, and they stopped at a shady bench in the afternoon sun.
"I never expected to see you again," said a rich voice, and Kaoru looked to see the red head who she met yesterday, even though they had seen each other several times before.
"Well, today I'm out for a walk with my sisters," she replied. He sat down next to her, as Marisa was checking out the prices for a bottle of water—or ice cream—from a food stand and Hana was swinging on a swing at the playground.
"Ah, wasn't able to get away from home today?"
"Yes, there are times when I can't make it to the sunrise."
"Its not really the same when there is no one to enjoy it with you."
"Yeah…" Kaoru whispered before realizing what she was saying. She liked watching the sunrise alone, but for some reason, when Kenshin had started to show, the morning seemed complete.
"Are you going to the festival coming up?" Kenshin asked fast, looking at the ground in case a blush did show up.
"Yes, but I don't know if it was stay, mother is quite persuasive with father."
"Well, would you like to come with me if you can?"
"S…sure!" Kaoru answered, a smile coming to her face. He looked at her and smiled.
"Meet you here then?"
"Fine with me." He smiled and got up, leaving and Kaoru started after him, something telling her that she would follow him when the time came.
"Kawaii, imouto-chan got a date to the festival!" said Hana and Marisa in unison, making their little sister blush as she yelled at them saying that he was just a friend.
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AN: The next chapter will be the festival, and some one's death scene, and by this time, I would want to go for a parent's death, but they live for Darkest of Days, so it can't possibly be them. Does any one have a guess from the character's that have been introduced by now? And they are Nanisa, Richard Newton, Marisa, Hana, and Yatsuo Kinako.
Sano: um…what's this 'poor little rich girl syndrome'? I'm not quite sure…
Mute Button: okay, calm down, here's the next chapter. ^.^
Clownsareevil & Darkshadowheartless: did I spell it right this time? I'm sorry for not spelling correctly the last time I tried to. And for something happy…go see some one else's fics, mine aren't all that happy.
omochi: some one gets it, and the fact that it would be kinda hard for me to do so in the first place, cause it would most likely have something to do with the mob, and I don't know a lot about that sort of thing.
Apple: thank you, though, how is it curious?
Shampoo: KnK forever! Though…I torture them so much…oh well. Were you also left begging for more? When reading other people's fics I get begging for more as well…and it all sucks.
Shunu No Miko: I update once a week, hopefully, if my computer isn't messing up on me, like it usually does…
Shizuka: yep, I try only having like a new one and then an almost completed one up at the same time, that way I don't get confused on what fic is what. And the history on knk's past in this fic as something I couldn't pass up.
Yui Shinomori: yep, their past in a new China, around 3000 A.D, strange huh? Moving from one country to the other…oh well, all in a days work (if that made any real sense, please tell me...^.^)
marstanuki: here's more. And thank you for being so polite, by saying please.
Crystal: First once more…how do you do it?