Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin, or any of the characters I'm merely borrowing them for the sake of fan fiction! ^_^ RK belongs to Nobuhiro Watsuki, Fuji-TV and SPE Visual works!
They were just two kids on opposing clans, no need to be all sweet and polite right? Wrong! Aoshi Shinomori and Kaoru Kamiya find out that there's no need to look for a match maker when you have your fathers to plan out your future!! What are they going to do about it? Fight!
Prologue: Perfectly compatible? I think not!
By: Katsu
She was just six when she first met him, and he fourteen, eight years her senior. It was an innocent incident, she was running away from her nanny and she collided into a wall. Except she collided into no wall, it was an icy-eyed youth with an expressionless face. She apologized profusely, bowing politely only to be met with an expressionless shrug of the boy's shoulders as he strutted off. Being the curious little girl she was, Kaoru of course followed hoping her mysterious stranger would satisfy her curiosity.
"Why are you following me girl?" He spoke; his voice was crackly as he eyed her warily. His eyes were blue-gray like the swirls of clouds ready to cast thunder and rain and his face was boyishly handsome.
Kaoru giggled childishly, "Why is your voice crackly?" Her eyes wide and blue were shining innocently with laughter and she smiled. "It's funny."
"You wouldn't understand the workings of becoming a man." Aoshi sneered, his cheeks rosy with a flushing color. "You're just a dumb little girl, wouldn't know anything." He scoffed and turned another direction, his eyes darting from side to side.
"I'm not a dumb little girl you meanie!" Kaoru yelled, her eyebrows meeting together as she pouted, "and plus…at least I don't have a crackly voice! You sound like a girl!" She giggled again.
"I do not sound like a girl." Aoshi ground out, as he took a right, his eyes still wandering to and fro.
Kaoru grinned and halted her following and sang, "Yes you--"
"I do not!" Aoshi bellowed, his voice echoing against the halls. His eyes were taking on a gray hue, overtaking the blue with dots of emerald lining them and Kaoru paused to stare.
His eyes are pretty, she noted faintly. Kaoru voiced her thought causing Aoshi to ruffle up more. "Girls…" He sighed; he had a friend like her, always sighing about his looks. Her name was Misao. Good thing Misao wasn't here though, Aoshi didn't think he could handle two annoying little girls!
The black haired youth stopped in his steps and asked in frustration, "Do you know where we are little girl? Where's the council room in this place?" Aoshi took an intimidating step towards Kaoru, his form towering over six-year old pitifully.
"Of course I know where we are! I live here, duh!" Kaoru huffed arrogantly, taking a step back and grinned, "Would you like me to show you the way Mister-I'm-a-man?"
"…"
"I'll take that as a yes!" Kaoru said happily and skipped in the opposite direction of where Aoshi was heading, her long ponytail of raven hair bounced against her back.
"So, what's your name?" She asked innocently, baby blue eyes shining in energy.
"Aoshi." He grumbled he didn't like being corrected. Aoshi was sure he was going to right way to the council room. He easily matched the exuberant girls steps with his strides.
Kaoru, seeing that he wasn't going to ask for her name told it to him anyways. "Watashi wa Kamiya Kaoru desu!" she liked speaking in Japanese. It made her feel grown up because papa always spoke in it.
"Hn." He grunted, so she knew Japanese? Big deal! He could too, along with Mandarin, Cantonese, Korean, Thai, Vietnamese and a little English but Aoshi wasn't one to brag.
Nope he wasn't one to brag at all.
"Like you knowing Japanese impresses me at all, I know more languages than you can count off your hand." His chest puffed up in pride, and a little bit of arrogance. Just a little bit. "You can't compete with me little girl."
Kaoru flushed scarlet and quickly broke into a run, deciding to leave him in his place, "That's not nice you bigheaded prick!" Prick, she learned that word from her nanny, she always called her husband that! It was a neat word! "Prick prick!" She barked out laughing, this was fun!
Aoshi didn't comment, he just chased after her with a not so innocent intent. She's fast for a little girl, he thought and accelerated his pace.
The little girl dashed into a room, making sure to close the door. That should slow him down, Kaoru thought excitedly and took in her surroundings. Kaoru grinned evilly.
Aoshi slammed the door open and froze in his steps immediately after taking less than three steps. Weapons hung on the walls around him, the shining metals mocking him. In the center of the room was a little girl, the same little girl he was chasing but something was different.
Very different.
That harmless little girl…didn't have a katana with her before!
"Oh shit!"
Kaoru grinned, "Now now no need for potty mouths!"
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Kamiya looked uncertainly at Shinomori, "I don't know about this…"
"What is there to be uncertain about? I mean I'm sure they'll be perfectly compati--"
"AHHH!" A young dark haired teen crashed through the doors, struggling to get to his feet.
"Banzai!" Suddenly a dark blur whizzed at the boy, and the clash of metal resounded through the adults' ears. They both had a mixture of horror, amusement and anger in their eyes and expression.
"Little girl little girl!" Aoshi taunted as he blocked another one of her swipes with one of the two kodachi he managed to grab before Kaoru attacked him. Would this girl not give up? What is she on, crack?
"AM NOT AM NOT! YOU STUPID PRICK!" She yelled back, frustrated she couldn't get any hits on him. He wasn't going to get one up on her!
"KAORU!" Kamiya bellowed, snatching up the struggling girl and taking away her weapon.
"Aoshi!" Shinomori exclaimed, but not with as loud as Kamiya, clamped his hand on Aoshi's shoulder and pulled him back.
Shinomori shot Kamiya a look, "I believe it's time for us to get going…Aoshi go to Makimachi-san. He should be waiting by the main entrance." He pushed Aoshi towards the door, "I'll catch up with you in a few minutes after we straighten out a few things."
Aoshi nodded silently and rested the duel kodachi he swiped on the large table sitting in the chamber. Bowing respectfully he said, "Sayonara Kamiya-san," and walked to the door.
On his way out, Kaoru was standing moodily beside the double doors. Sneering, he whispered, "This isn't over little girl."
"Wouldn't dream of it ending so fast," The six-year old spat and stuck out her tongue at his back when he left.
"Kaoru, go to your nanny. No training for a week." Kamiya reprimanded, as to not look soft on his guest. Shinomori was his rival, enemy and friend. Not a very good combination.
"Mou!" She pouted, " Not fair! He started it!" She marched out huffily, grumbling about stupid boys and their big egos.
After she stomped out, Kamiya turned to Shinomori with an arched eyebrow, "Perfectly compatible, eh? Somehow I highly doubt that."
Shinomori shrugged, "So a few minor details, they can suck it up!"
Little did Aoshi and Kaoru know that their conniving fathers were planning something, and their little get-together would be just the beginning of many.
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