Obsession

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Chapter five¡X The beginning of the game

Kaoru¡¦s midnight black hair fell down, touching the surface of the floor.

His kisses had been passionate, much to Kaoru¡¦s surprise. He was acting so gentle despite that fact that he was always emotionless. His kisses had been different, to her relief. The men she had shed her body with were not like this. They were hurting her in every way. Extra harsh.

Stopping, Battousai¡¦s lips stayed where the joint between her neck and shoulders crossed. Breathing in fully, the exotic scent of jasmine filled his mind.

¡§Remember¡Kwhen we first met?¡¨ he whispered and brushed her lips with his softly.

¡§Yes¡K¡¨ she moaned.

His gi was messily falling down to his waist; Kaoru¡¦s hands had been placed on his bare and well-built chest. Her legs were tangled with his on the bed. Battousai kept his grasp on her kimono, which was trailing down her shoulders, dangerously close to expose her white flesh. Her back arched once he brought down his head again, savoring her fervently.

¡§Battousai,¡¨ she gasped.

¡§It¡¦s Kenshin¡KKenshin Himura.¡¨ He murmured.

¡§Kenshin¡K¡¨ she whispered.

The torture was just too much.

He stopped temporarily, gazing into her azure orbs.

¡§Your mystery had me walking into the game,¡¨ he said and caressed her face gently.

¡§Game¡K¡¨ she closed her eyes.

The Game of obsession.

Their heavy breathes collided against each other¡¦s, intertwining both their body and spirit.

¡§You were right.¡¨ The assassin embraced her. ¡§You welcomed me into the game of lust¡Kand obsession,¡¨

Kaoru felt the hot tears burning her eyes. Yes, she had told him. The game was deadly, once he entered it; there was no turning back. The House played by its own rules, forfeiting the innocent souls.

¡§I¡¦m obsessed with you.¡¨

She blinked rapidly as the tears trailed down her face. Battousai kissed away the salty droplets, closing his eyes. Her snuffles were soon muffled by his mouth as he reached for the obi, loosening it as the fabric fell more downward.

¡§This is forbidden,¡¨ she pushed him away. Holding his breath atop of her, he stared down at the prostitute.

¡§You¡¦ve walked right into the game. Obsession, lust¡Kdesire.¡¨ She whispered the last word. Battousai groaned inwardly.

¡§Do you care for me?¡¨ she asked, stroking his face gently.

His amber eyes wavered slightly, the expression on his face emotionless. Kaoru¡¦s hand stopped and turned her head, avoiding his gaze.

Silence overtook them, neither dared to speak.

Battousai sighed and rolled down beside her, placing his arm over his forehead.

¡§I shouldn¡¦t have said that,¡¨ she spoke quietly.

¡§I do,¡¨ he brushed past her remark.

Kaoru held her breathing and stared up at the ceiling, ¡§What?¡¨

¡§I do.¡¨ He pulled the prostitute closer to him. Kaoru obeyed uselessly, hands trailing over his waist as pain stabbed into her chest.

¡§Say my name Kaoru,¡¨ he whispered into her ear.

¡§Kenshin¡K¡¨ and he kissed her.

He went atop of her again, pulling her to sit up with him. Kaoru¡¦s clothing dropped down to her waist and she breathed in sharply. She could feel the heat between them, ravaging her sense of accuracy.

¡§But¡Kbut I worked at the House¡K¡¨ she whimpered in vain. ¡§I¡¦m a whore.¡¨

¡§I¡¦m a manslayer,¡¨ he said evenly.

She pushed him away again, ¡§Would you please listen?¡¨

His eyes bored into hers.

¡§You would never want to know the coding of prostitutes,¡¨ she said insensitively.

Silence was her answer.

In a faraway voice, Butterfly started, ¡§It was said that¡Kprostitutes, we, could never fall in love.¡¨

¡§Then that means you love me,¡¨ the assassin settled his gaze on her.

Kaoru gasped and shook her head. ¡§That¡¦s not the point.¡¨

¡§I don¡¦t care,¡¨ he wrapped his arms around her, the scent of jasmine filled his senses. Resting her head on his shoulder, she wordlessly cried.

¡§You cried again.¡¨ He said softly.

¡§It¡¦s all your fault¡K¡¨ she blamed.

He pulled her down on the bed once more, but she stopped him.

¡§No,¡¨ she whispered.

¡§Tonight¡Kgive all yourself to me.¡¨

Tears sprung from the corner of her eyes and fell. The kimono was stripped from her as he brought down his head. Her gasp echoed throughout the room.

Little did they know, hidden behind the paper doors, a pair of black eyes widened as she watched.

Butterfly was called to the stewardess¡¦s room the next day.

¡§Yes, stewardess?¡¨ she asked emotionlessly.

The older woman drank the alcoholic liquid down her throat and placed the glass cup down, closing her eyes for a brief moment. Kaoru¡¦s deep azure eyes faded into plain blue as she cast them down on the floor.

¡§Good evening Kamiya. I trust you had a good sleep yesterday?¡¨ she asked, raising the cup again and stirred the ginger alcohol.

Kaoru tensed up.

¡§Tonight¡Kgive all yourself to me.¡¨

She didn¡¦t answer.

Smiling deviously, the stewardess sighed, ¡§Of course. Who wouldn¡¦t want our mysterious Butterfly of the House?¡¨

Something wasn¡¦t right, she sensed. Threat.

¡§What wish do you have from me stewardess?¡¨ she asked.

She chuckled. ¡§You¡¦re a fast one Kamiya. I¡¦m so proud.¡¨

Kaoru avoided her gaze. A few moments passed as the stewardess opened her mouth once again.

¡§I saw.¡¨ Was her comment.

Butterfly frowned. ¡§Saw what?¡¨ she said, losing her endurance.

She laughed, ¡§Last night, in your room. You were quite acquainted I can see.¡¨

Realization struck her, hard. She simple lost her voice.

¡§I watched your every move, Kamiya. It was the first time I¡¦ve seen you this passionate.¡¨ The mocking in her tone darkened into threat.

¡§H-how¡K¡¨ the prostitute stuttered. ¡§How did you?¡¨

¡§You cannot escape my eyes.¡¨ She leaned in closer, ¡§You plainly cannot imagine the consequences.¡¨ The stewardess spoke slowly.

Panic filler her delicate features as her breathing quickened.

The older woman sat back, ¡§Many people loved this game, they were lost in it.¡¨ She brushed her hair back. ¡§Unbeknownst to them, were the fatal consequences after the fun.¡¨

Kaoru gasped.

She continued, ¡§You knew, didn¡¦t you? Instead, you lured him more into the danger. It was all your fault Kamiya. It was your yearning what drowned him.¡¨

¡§I-¡¨ the words died down in her throat. She told him to stop yesterday! Damn she tried¡Kbut kami-sama it was so hard.

¡§What do you want me to do?¡¨ she whispered, understanding the older woman. ¡§Just don¡¦t hurt him, onegai, he did nothing.¡¨

She smirked. Butterfly had made a big mistake- she was showing too much concern. It stated clearly that she cared for him deeply.

¡§You loved him, don¡¦t you?¡¨

Kaoru shook her head in denial.

¡§Don¡¦t lie to me Kamiya.¡¨

Tears rolled in her eyes. She fought them back boldly.

In a cold voice, the stewardess ordered, ¡§Eliminate your love for him.¡¨

How? She asked. How? She tried to, so many times. She spoke as if it was painless! Does she know what it feels like?

¡§For kami-sama¡¦s sake! You¡¦re a whore. Whores cannot fall in love. Do you not know the costs?¡¨ the older woman asked.

Kaoru blinked rapidly as tears fell from her eyes. Yes, she knew. She knew that someday this was going to happen. Was she not strong enough? Then she got angry. Angry with herself for not able to stop what they did yesterday, angry at her yearning for Battousai.

But it¡¦s too late.

¡§Death, certain tortures¡Kshame,¡¨ the stewardess said in a low tone, ¡§That¡¦s only a part of it. It is a humiliation if prostitutes fall in love. Especially the man who fell in love with the whore.¡¨

¡§Please stop.¡¨ She begged silently. ¡§Stop.¡¨

¡§For first thought I assumed he came here for sex¡K¡¨ she paused, ¡§Get rid of him.¡¨

Abruptly, Butterfly picked up her face and shouted, ¡§Why?! Why did you speak like it was so easy?!¡¨ her azure eyes glittered with anger as more tears fell.

The stewardess slammed her hand on the table harshly and stood up, ¡§I warned you about the rules, don¡¦t speak like you are new. I stated it clearly!¡¨

Her livid tone repeated in the wooden room. Butterfly bit her lip; with the metallic taste of blood burning her tongue.

He blinked his eyes.

Maybe he saw it wrong. Maybe his eyes were playing some sort of tricks on him.

He never knew.

She laughed. Her melodious sound entered his ears, it sounded like music to him. She draped her fragile arms around him, her lips moved. She must be saying something, but his ears were deafened.

What the hell is going on?

¡§Oh Takashi-san, I¡¦m sure.¡¨

He could barely hear her voice, but he could see her every movement.

She was pulling his sleeve; she was urging him to go upstairs. The son of a bitch grinned. He laughed like there was no tomorrow. Battousai¡¦s amber eyes flamed with gold sparks as his knuckles turned white.

¡§Come!¡¨ she chided.

Then they went upstairs.

So many questions rushed through his mind. So many. It only had been a day since he claimed her as his. Twenty-four hours. How could she? Once again he felt betrayed. She lied him. His woman deceived him.

He found himself following them up the staircase. Butterfly made no attempt of turning back. He walked up the stairs profoundly; each step pained him. Seeing his woman with another man made him angry. Enraged. She was his fucking possession damnit! His alone!

They had entered into another hallway. One new to him. It was crowded with people, men and women.

Suddenly, Butterfly stopped. Turning back, she scanned over the corridor.

¡§It was said that¡Kprostitutes, we, could never fall in love¡K¡¨

Battousai couldn¡¦t believe it. She was looking right at him. She acted as if she didn¡¦t recognize. Her plain eyes glimpsed past him, the color in her eyes gone, but he was too shocked to notice that. With a small smile she had on her lips when turned to face the man, she disappeared behind a pair of locked doors. With him.

But he couldn¡¦t think.

The killing aura drowned him. He was lost in the sea of betrayal¡Kthe sea of the game. No longer was he thinking straight, no longer had the calm side of him lived. But rather, a deadly assassin who had the power to murder.

Moving toward her, the man placed his hands on her delicate body. She was beautiful, as her night dark hair flowed freely down her waist. Reaching behind her neck, he pulled her in tightly and kissed her with much fever. Butterfly tried to return the kisses just as passionately, but found herself looking into a pair of burning amber eyes.

As if in her darkest fears, Battousai had to pick this time to burst into the room. Both figures jumped at his unexpected entrance, Kaoru couldn¡¦t help but feeling guilty. She trembled for a moment, from what she wasn¡¦t sure. Shame, embarrassment, consequences? His burning eyes had a rage she had never seen before, a passion that she had witnessed recently.

The Hitokiri had entered the room with such deep purpose, but the scene he saw must have even caught him off guard enough to regain his balance. He lowered his katana, as hurt spread across his features intensely. At the same time, glints of fume exploded in his gold eyes.

¡§K-Kenshin¡K¡¨ the prostitute managed to get the words out of her mouth. She stared guiltily into his flaming eyes. But he wasn¡¦t looking at her. Instead, he had his eyes trained on the man who dared to lay his dirtied hands on his woman.

Clutching onto the hilt of his flashing sword, it¡¦s only he and him. The man stumbled back in fear, sweating. ¡§W-who are you?!¡¨

¡§Kenshin please no!¡¨ Butterfly begged from aside. But her words were numb to his ears. Battousai stepped towards the trembling man and rose up his katana, eyes glaring with so much disgust.

Time seemed to slow down at that moment. Kaoru screamed and shut her eyes abruptly as the assassin clashed down his katana with an amazing force. Soon enough, Butterfly could feel the light beat hitting the floor. She refused to open her eyes. She refused. Tears were smudging out of her closed eyelids as she whimpered.

Battousai panted heavily, as he stared down at the dead body covered in blood. His eyes still held onto that merciless coldness he had when entering the room.

Suddenly, her eyes fluttered open. The already plain blue almost gone into nothingness as her heart stopped.

Blood.

Blood again. On the ground, on his body, and¡Kand on hers. Her own pale hands¡K

Butterfly gave away on her knees swiftly and landed on the wooden floor. Battousai¡¦s katana clanged down noisily.

It was said that¡Kprostitutes could never fall in love¡K

¡Kor the consequences-