Disclaimer: I'm just a staggering monster on a skirt, so please have mercy,
don't sue me.
A/N: Here is my new updated chapter, hope you find the patience to read my first fic!!! Anyway.
*Chapter Three - That fateful night *
* Later that day.*
They were sitting comfortably in the lounge of a bar when Sano noticed something.
" Kenshin, what's bothering you? Is it that woman we saw rounding the corner earlier?" Sano asked. 'Kenshin's thinkin' over somethin', Hmm.Looks like Kenshin's having a lot of thinking already. Say, he's thinking over that meeting with Katsura.'
Kenshin shifted on the couch, then asked something else instead.
" Sano, do you think the one responsible for the upcoming attacks is Lufhan's Bride?" Kenshin asked in return.
'Hehe.Bull's Eye!'
"I think so, since they're active. But I wouldn't rely on it, there might be other people who fancied that particular collection, what was the name again?" Sano replied.
" Haydn's Collection" Kenshin provided before attending to his drink. "We're going to need some help, some probing." he continued "Then it's settled!" Sano said, draining his whiskey.
* Kamiya Estate, same time of day *
Kaoru was studying the samurai sword she had retrieved that night. She replaced it back and looked at her father's incomplete collection. 'Don't worry, father, I'll have it all soon.I can't forget how they killed you.just to get their damned hands on your property.Oh, father, I miss you so much!' A tear slid down her cheek, as recollection hit her once more, it had been that fateful night.
* 10 years ago, at Kamiya Estate Residence*
" The princess was thought to have been dead, but then---------"
KNOCK KNOCK
"Sir, someone's here to see you." Kamiya Koshijiro , one of the richest man in Tokyo ,was in the middle of the story when a knock interrupted. His daughters, Yanou, Seiyo, and Kaoru, were dismayed. He set aside the book he'd been reading earlier and bid the guest in. When a man entered, he offered him a seat. Then he turned his attention to his daughters.
"My lovely corkbrains, father has to talk with Mr. Seijurou for a while, stay here and if you need something tell it to Omasu. " Koshijiro said lovingly to his daughters. Then he led Mr. Seijurou to the study. When they were seated, Koshijiro opened the conversation immediately.
"What's so urgent, Hiko?" Koshijiro asked gently " Just to inform you that they're organizing a little party." Hiko replied sarcastically. Unexpectedly, Koshijiro ignored that comment and deliberately shrugged. Hiko felt his anger rising, but he got a hold of it and forcefully calmed himself down.
At the hall, Kaoru had been listening to their private conversation. She began contemplating about the 'party', just as she was about to go, Hiko spoke once more, this time with urgency.
"Koshijiro, you have to escape! They already knew you had the whole share of it! Oh come on, are you just gonna stand there?"
Kaoru had too much. I don't understand.Share of it?.Escape?
"If I have to, Hiko. Please understand, as much as I want to heed you, I have to attend to more important matters. Since Makoto died, my girls were too young! They needed a mother! I need to arrange for them that." Koshijiro replied
Hiko lost his cool. He slammed his palm against the desk " That's the hitch, man! Your daughters! They already lost a mother, could you be so cruel as to let them lose a father? Koshijiro, I know how much you love your corkbrains, but you need to live for them!"
Hearing that outburst, Kaoru's feet were rooted to the spot.
Koshijiro stood up and went to the counter, he poured whiskey to two glasses then went to Hiko and offered the man the other glass.
Kaoru's blood ran cold with her father's anguished reply:
"I know Hiko. I want to live for them. But I can't escape with the troubles at my back. I know I'll be meeting with death some time soon. Hiko, I want you distribute the collection to different institutions. I don't want to further endanger the lives of my daughters as they already are. When I'm gone, I want you to escape the country together with my business dealings. "
"But." Hiko's shoulders drooped with defeat, this might be the last time he'll ever see his childhood friend, "So be it. I'll arrange for a plane flight of your daughters to New York while I go to Australia and prepare for the collection, and then I'll join your corkbrains to New York." He said wearily, his glass of whiskey forgotten at the desk.
Koshijiro's face lightened with relief, "Thank you, my friend. And have someone take care of my lovely corkbrains. Goodbye, Hiko." He declared with a heavy heart. He swallowed some amount of whiskey and threw the rest outside the window.
Kaoru couldn't take it anymore, numb with sorrow; she walked out the hall and proceeded to the salon. There, she cried silently as the meaning of the conversation sank in. Her father is going to die! And he knows it; moreover, he had accepted it as if he had been given enough time to get 'ready'. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she tried to forget this dreadful realization.
Three days later, Koshijiro was shot. He was conscious enough to tell his daughters, Yanou, Seiyo and Kaoru, his treasured last words:
"Corkbrains, father has to go." His daughters cried dearly, Koshijiro was dying! ".Uncle Hiko.accompany . to America.go on.life.come back.someday. " then he held out his hands and clasped his daughters' small hands in his. Then he looked at Hiko, who was at his side immediately. Then he said to Hiko,
".protect.Haydn's collection.must protect.at all..costs.corkbrains.love them.exceedingly."
And with that he breathed his last and died peacefully
*Back to reality.*
"Don't worry, Father, I am doing my best to retrieve and protect the collection." Kaoru promised to her beloved father solemnly.
Unknown to her, two figures were watching her at the doorway, they, too, were recalling the same incident that had definitely changed their way of lifestyle. A tall handsome man and a serenely beautiful woman watched them from afar with tender smiles.
"My lovely corkbrains are back, too, Makoto-girl." The man whispered
The woman nodded and embraced the man lovingly.
A/N: Did you like it? Anyway, thanks again to aku-chan, who stated in her review that my story was interesting even if there was a mistake in absolutely all my chapters! The default one was a mess, the second one a replica of the first one only it was a little organized and the same one with the third! Sheesh! Boy, was I appalled to realize that my updating method was a joke! Anyway, thank you again aku-chan!!! (
A/N: Here is my new updated chapter, hope you find the patience to read my first fic!!! Anyway.
*Chapter Three - That fateful night *
* Later that day.*
They were sitting comfortably in the lounge of a bar when Sano noticed something.
" Kenshin, what's bothering you? Is it that woman we saw rounding the corner earlier?" Sano asked. 'Kenshin's thinkin' over somethin', Hmm.Looks like Kenshin's having a lot of thinking already. Say, he's thinking over that meeting with Katsura.'
Kenshin shifted on the couch, then asked something else instead.
" Sano, do you think the one responsible for the upcoming attacks is Lufhan's Bride?" Kenshin asked in return.
'Hehe.Bull's Eye!'
"I think so, since they're active. But I wouldn't rely on it, there might be other people who fancied that particular collection, what was the name again?" Sano replied.
" Haydn's Collection" Kenshin provided before attending to his drink. "We're going to need some help, some probing." he continued "Then it's settled!" Sano said, draining his whiskey.
* Kamiya Estate, same time of day *
Kaoru was studying the samurai sword she had retrieved that night. She replaced it back and looked at her father's incomplete collection. 'Don't worry, father, I'll have it all soon.I can't forget how they killed you.just to get their damned hands on your property.Oh, father, I miss you so much!' A tear slid down her cheek, as recollection hit her once more, it had been that fateful night.
* 10 years ago, at Kamiya Estate Residence*
" The princess was thought to have been dead, but then---------"
KNOCK KNOCK
"Sir, someone's here to see you." Kamiya Koshijiro , one of the richest man in Tokyo ,was in the middle of the story when a knock interrupted. His daughters, Yanou, Seiyo, and Kaoru, were dismayed. He set aside the book he'd been reading earlier and bid the guest in. When a man entered, he offered him a seat. Then he turned his attention to his daughters.
"My lovely corkbrains, father has to talk with Mr. Seijurou for a while, stay here and if you need something tell it to Omasu. " Koshijiro said lovingly to his daughters. Then he led Mr. Seijurou to the study. When they were seated, Koshijiro opened the conversation immediately.
"What's so urgent, Hiko?" Koshijiro asked gently " Just to inform you that they're organizing a little party." Hiko replied sarcastically. Unexpectedly, Koshijiro ignored that comment and deliberately shrugged. Hiko felt his anger rising, but he got a hold of it and forcefully calmed himself down.
At the hall, Kaoru had been listening to their private conversation. She began contemplating about the 'party', just as she was about to go, Hiko spoke once more, this time with urgency.
"Koshijiro, you have to escape! They already knew you had the whole share of it! Oh come on, are you just gonna stand there?"
Kaoru had too much. I don't understand.Share of it?.Escape?
"If I have to, Hiko. Please understand, as much as I want to heed you, I have to attend to more important matters. Since Makoto died, my girls were too young! They needed a mother! I need to arrange for them that." Koshijiro replied
Hiko lost his cool. He slammed his palm against the desk " That's the hitch, man! Your daughters! They already lost a mother, could you be so cruel as to let them lose a father? Koshijiro, I know how much you love your corkbrains, but you need to live for them!"
Hearing that outburst, Kaoru's feet were rooted to the spot.
Koshijiro stood up and went to the counter, he poured whiskey to two glasses then went to Hiko and offered the man the other glass.
Kaoru's blood ran cold with her father's anguished reply:
"I know Hiko. I want to live for them. But I can't escape with the troubles at my back. I know I'll be meeting with death some time soon. Hiko, I want you distribute the collection to different institutions. I don't want to further endanger the lives of my daughters as they already are. When I'm gone, I want you to escape the country together with my business dealings. "
"But." Hiko's shoulders drooped with defeat, this might be the last time he'll ever see his childhood friend, "So be it. I'll arrange for a plane flight of your daughters to New York while I go to Australia and prepare for the collection, and then I'll join your corkbrains to New York." He said wearily, his glass of whiskey forgotten at the desk.
Koshijiro's face lightened with relief, "Thank you, my friend. And have someone take care of my lovely corkbrains. Goodbye, Hiko." He declared with a heavy heart. He swallowed some amount of whiskey and threw the rest outside the window.
Kaoru couldn't take it anymore, numb with sorrow; she walked out the hall and proceeded to the salon. There, she cried silently as the meaning of the conversation sank in. Her father is going to die! And he knows it; moreover, he had accepted it as if he had been given enough time to get 'ready'. Tears flowed down her cheeks as she tried to forget this dreadful realization.
Three days later, Koshijiro was shot. He was conscious enough to tell his daughters, Yanou, Seiyo and Kaoru, his treasured last words:
"Corkbrains, father has to go." His daughters cried dearly, Koshijiro was dying! ".Uncle Hiko.accompany . to America.go on.life.come back.someday. " then he held out his hands and clasped his daughters' small hands in his. Then he looked at Hiko, who was at his side immediately. Then he said to Hiko,
".protect.Haydn's collection.must protect.at all..costs.corkbrains.love them.exceedingly."
And with that he breathed his last and died peacefully
*Back to reality.*
"Don't worry, Father, I am doing my best to retrieve and protect the collection." Kaoru promised to her beloved father solemnly.
Unknown to her, two figures were watching her at the doorway, they, too, were recalling the same incident that had definitely changed their way of lifestyle. A tall handsome man and a serenely beautiful woman watched them from afar with tender smiles.
"My lovely corkbrains are back, too, Makoto-girl." The man whispered
The woman nodded and embraced the man lovingly.
A/N: Did you like it? Anyway, thanks again to aku-chan, who stated in her review that my story was interesting even if there was a mistake in absolutely all my chapters! The default one was a mess, the second one a replica of the first one only it was a little organized and the same one with the third! Sheesh! Boy, was I appalled to realize that my updating method was a joke! Anyway, thank you again aku-chan!!! (