Cursed Mirror

RK doesn't belong to me.

AN: I am back, with a new chapter for this story, and after this one, only one more to go! Then it will be done!

Chapter 11: What it Seems

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"Will someone please get me two chairs--identical if they can be," said Jasper, not looking up from the bag he was digging trough as Soba pushed Enishi as a sign to do what the 'young boy' had asked, though everyone suspected that he was far older then he looked. The boy came back with two of the family's lawn chairs, putting them down where Jasper was. "Thank you, now, hime-chan, Kaoru-san, may you please sit down and we will get this under way."

The two did so, though Kaoru was somewhat scared. How could they posses the knowledge to bring some one back to life when only the highest of gods could do so? This wasn't right; in fact, it seemed down right like…like it was a gift given to them so they could so.

"Now, to keep some minds off of this all, how about I tell a story?" Jasper said, not paying attention to his words but to his actions as he took somethings from his bag. Kaoru looked away, not wanting to see what it was, as did everyone else, supposedly, because no one was really watching them either.

"Sense I had no objections, I will speak of a fairy tale that I heard when we visited a winter festival in another dimension. This tale was quite twisted, and so I shall tell who acts as the characters. My hime-chan in that dimension played the prince, who was too…how can I put it, well, the prince was a like a snobby woman, only a man. And the princess, was a male--who, just for the record, looked better in a dress then he did anything else! And the dragon was also male, a strong brute, who accidentally dropped the poor prince in some part of the play, but now that this is done, say I get on with the rest?

"Once upon a time, there lived a peaceful kingdom, in which resided a prince whose beauty compared only to that of his reflection. He was, to saw, arrogant, and in love with his own image. But, when it came to marriage, he did not choose on the looks of those who wanted him, but rather the strength they held in heart, body and soul."

"It sounds more like a regular princess gets taken by a dragon and then rescued by her prince type of story!" said Misao, offering what she thought as the boy like figure paused in his words to do something in front of him, where the link between Koneko's and Kaoru's arms was.


"Yes, that is very correct, and somethings are better left unsaid like that, cause its title--of my memory serves me right--was 'A Fairy Tale--Just Twisted.' But I could be off. Anyway, there was a princess from a neighboring kingdom who was madly in love with the prince--and the prince him self wouldn't admit to any one, not even himself, that he too was in love with this beauty. But she was muscular, and tomboyish, having the strength to that of twenty--or was it thirty?--men put together!

"There was one other deeply devoted admirer of the prince, a female dragon who lived on the border of the two nations, and she was quite jealous with the rumors about the prince and princess marrying. And so she devised the plan of kidnapping the prince and marrying him instead of the princess that he loved!

"She did exactly that, on the day when the prince was traveling to the neighboring nation, taking the prince after startling the parade that was accompany him and flying off into the sky.

"Now, when the princess heard--to say the least, she got pissed. No dragon was going to steal the hunk she had gone after so many years. Having taken her father's might sword, the one that had never seen the face of war, blood or dragon for more then fifty years.

"You'd think that someone would've stopped her, but no one did, knowing they would meet the dual side of the blade if they tried to reason with the princess in her mad dash after the dragon. When she finally came upon the dragon and her prince, a great battle came, and the prince fainted at the thought of his dear princess rushing off into a duel with a dragon. After several hours of painful fighting, the princess won.

"Heaving the prince over one shoulder, and the tail of the dragon over the other, she headed home. The day she arrived, a great party was started, along with the proposal of marriage between the prince and princess. In the least, they lived happily ever after.

"As for the dragon, that is a totally a different story."

"What in interesting take, I have never heard one quite like it," Misao said, racking her brain in case she did, but not coming up with a single thing. She had always like fables, fairy tales, folk yore in general, but never before had she heard something like this.

"Ah, you shouldn't have, it was the written result of a mad woman on drugs after having it as a dream."

"What…?"

"Oh, a highly drugged woman who fell asleep and was able to remember the dream that cam to her by morning. And I am done!"

Sure enough he was, the blood had been transferred, but was it really that simple?

"Is the blood all that was needed?" Kenshin asked, no one noticed him move to Kaoru's side, holding her hand as the blood transferred into her body from the other.

"Not really, but the blood will start up all right reactions inside her body, bringing it back to life. But you won't be really alive until a week, at the least. Hime-chan's blood is strong and fast in re-growth, being at a ratio or 16:1, but to bring a body full back will take a while, especially if you aren't taking in blood from something else in the long run."

"In shorter words, what the kid means is that the blood is the first step, but it will help start all the others that will bring your body--and yourself--back to life," said Koneko, holding the place at her arm where the needle had been. A few drops of blood escaped her hold and fell to the floor, but that stopped, and she took her hand from the small wound. Or what used to be a wound. The blood on her arm slowly sucked back in, going through the spot where it came out, and the skin enclosed around it.

"Was that ratio seconds to blood cells or blood cells to seconds?" Enishi gulped, this had taken the cake as the freakiest thing he had ever seen.

"Blood cells to seconds. A vampire needs that to keep their bodies to constantly stay active and alive, other wise we would be shriveled up and dead. Now, I am sorry to say this, but we must make are leave, and we hope that all of you will do fine in your days ahead."

"Thank you, as I do hope you have good days ahead as well," said Kaoru, and the two of them smiled.

"That has got to be freak," muttered Chester to no one, but Soba was peering at him closely, and he looked over at her, not expecting to see her there. He almost gave himself a heart attack.

"Are you free?" Soba purred, there was a mischievous glint in her eyes that Chester hoped was just the dim light.

"I'm sorry, but this guy is happily married," said Jasper to the rescue, and Chester nodded his head, holding up his hand where a nice little wedding band sat.

"Oh well, maybe another day."

There leaving was almost like their entrance to their dimension, but they the day didn't seem to return to normal, because Na-chan was still there, and Kaoru had to go and visit the other fates, as well as the main Order. It was something she dreaded, but she had to go, for there was no other real option for her at the moment.

"Do you really have to go?" Kenshin asked, looking down at the ground and then at her, seeing into her eyes and trying to find the answer he wanted.

"No, unfortunately, I have to go…" Kaoru replied, looking back at him, and trying to not show the tears she wanted to cry. She knew he was hurt, there was no real other reason for it, she might not ever be able to come back…

"But why?"

"Kenshin, my soul has this endless duty of dream seeing, and there is no way for me to stop it, no matter how hard I try…but, please, just remember this." She went up to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his body. His own went around her, and they both didn't want to let go. "Please, remember this, please…I love you."

"You can't leave me again. You can't!" His hold tightened, and he buried his head in her hair, taking in the smell of jasmine. Tears came from his eyes, leaking down on to her silky hair.

"And I don't want to either."

That night, they were together the whole time, just lost in the endless pleasures that only they could give to each other.

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AN: Just one more and this fic will be done! All hail the mightiness of almost being done! I am SO happy! ^.^ Second time (I think) I used that line, huh?

Kard of Dark: it's okay, but alas, Chester-chan is happily married with some one else.

MoMo-chan: its okay, and I think you would know it was funny, just from the title of the chapter, though.

omochi: I did not get the last part of your review, sadly, but yes, they are like a family.

Jay: I guess you could say that, but they really do pride them selves of being different from the real Kenshin-gumi, but they wouldn't throw things at you for that kind of comment. Hunt you down and kill you, maybe, but not by throwing items (but I wouldn't let them do that to one of my reviewers, or anyone else for that matter).

Thank you for reviewing, and I will see you in the next, the last and final, chapter of this fic.