Past : RK was not mine.
Present : RK is not mine.
Future : RK will never be mine.
CHAPTER ONE
KAORU'S"Veni, Vedi, Vinci."
The last word I can remember on my textbook. History can alter the future, some said, but for now, my future is in my bed. Maybe I can start dreaming about Julius Caesar, Alexander The Great and Asoka. Oohhh…and don't forget Winston Churchill, Oda Nobunaga and…..and……and…..
I drifted to sleep. A very deep slumber. History is really a very effective sleeping drug. And the cheapest too. I fell asleep with that, as the last thought in my little mind.
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"You!. Yes, you. What are you doing right here?." , Someone with a slightly familiar face barked at me.
" Hmmmm….it's okay Misao. It's still early in the morning. Breakfast can wait. I'm not going to school today.", I mumbled between consciousness and sleepiness.
"Breakfast! School!! What are you talking about?. Cease that goddamn mumbling and start working!!!!!.", that face barked endlessly.
Wait, Misao doesn't have a deep rough voice that I've just heard. Or maybe I am too sleepy I can't recognize her. But, this creature has light-colored hair!!!. Good God!!! Who can this be?!!!
I was so very afraid I forced my eyes opened.
Whoever I saw was the last person on earth I expected to see. It was the great and famous Julius Caesar!!!!!..Kami-sama!!. Again, I forced my eyes closed, rubbed them hard with my fists and tried to open them again, hoping that it will be my ever so talkative Misao, mumbling as always, but please, not the fierce mighty warrior, Caesar!!!
Ohh..Kami-sama help me!!!!…..It was still Caesar. I was looking directly into his eyes, and he was looking directly at my chest. At that moment, I was not thinking about any sexual appeal or whatsoever that made him stare at my chest. He wasn't thinking about anything sexual, he was going to kill me!!.He was fantasizing stabbing me with a dagger!!.I was sure as hell he was, because he looked murderous then. I tore my eyes from his red ones, and glanced on my surroundings. Gosh, just exactly as what I saw in movies, with servants draped in white and whatever-kind of leaves on their heads, some was carrying platters of fresh fruits, and some was holding their spears. There was a doorway on the right side of the room, with bamboo-like trees on either side of it, there was a man with fierce face, looking more like a Barbarian than a Roman then, and there was………
"I warn you, either finish your work perfectly, or die without your head on your neck!." He growled savagely to me. I never knew Caesar could be this bad, you wait, I'll tell everyone how you really were. Well,.. if.., I can go back. "Get back to your work!"
"Okay, okay. I'm doing it." I looked down, and then I realized I was wearing just the same fashion as those guards and servants there, except mine covered my chest and it flowed down until it reached my ankle. Hmmm.. quite modest. Then I saw a white piece of paper, already half-filled with precise smooth handwriting. My handwriting, of course. It was a letter, to Asoka The Great. About a war, I think. I was just trying to remember whatever I've learned in school when he already started dictating the rest of the letter. But as far as I knew, Caesar and Asoka didn't live in the same period of time, or, was I wrong?.
I continued writing with what seemed like an ancient kind of pen, with a tiny bottle of black ink right beside the paper. I myself didn't know how or what have I written on the paper, what I did know, was my hand moved swiftly on the paper as if I was writing in English, on my own books. When it was finished, I handed him the letter, and later, he read through the letter. I took the time to wander around the spacious room again, with only my eyes, of course. Hmm… that guard was sure a hunk…..broad-shouldered, dark haired, tall, muscular..everything that makes a handsome man…hmmmmmmm….hhmmm….
"Guards, tie her wrists!!." A thunder roamed in my ears. I looked around to see who the poor lady was, and, besides, a lucky lady because the handsome guard was already starting to move towards…..ME!.
"Hey, what the hell is going on right here!!!. Let me go!!! You bastard!!!" I was cursing a very handsome man, a man I adored just seconds before. He deserved it, he looked at me as if I was a THING!!.
"Off with her head!!."
"What?!!". I stared at him, mouth opened wide. "What have I done?!!". "I demand an explanation!. I deserve and entitled to an explanation!. Hey, you!" I continued to press him when he remained silent.
"You left an entire paragraph out of this letter. You misspelled Antioch. You put Asoka's name on the top, my name should be on the top. I'm always on the TOP, you know!!. Get her out of here!!."
I was screaming and kicking and cursing when the guards dragged me out. I was starting to mutter some colourful curses, when…
" What do you think you're doing?" a girl that was brave, or fool enough asked.
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"Who are you to speak to me in that manner?" Caesar boomed.
" Let her go." It was just a mere whisper, but audible enough. She was wearing a pink, or was it magenta gi and white hakama, and her left hand was at the hilt of her sword. Wait, sword?. A girl with a sword??… hmm.. my dream is sure getting more excited!! I let my eyes move higher, I noted that the girl has a cross-shaped scar on her left cheek, and her eyes….her eyes were the colour of glowing amber. I held my breath, trying to figure out how a small girl can be so terrifying, when she ..at that instant glance at me. I forgot to breathe.
In a blur vision, I saw a flurry of pink and felt someone scooped me up. I shut my eyes tight. What is happening?. Am I being transported to my life?. My real life?. I peeked open an eye, just to be greeted by a hard wall…with the colour of human skin…slightly moving…I opened another eye and looked higher…to see a pair of soft violet eyes, lightly tinted with golden amber.
"Are you okay, Kaoru-dono?." She…no, it was a he..he asked me, softly..tightening his hold on my waist as he cradled me in his lap.
Oh, my God..oh,my..I was in the arms of a…beautiful man. With all his warmth and musky smell. Oohhhh…..I laid my fingers on his left cheek, touching the scar there, just wanting to nod and tell him I'm okay and hold him close to me…when I forgot to breathe again.
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The next thing I remember was a cool splash of icy water on my face. I opened my eyes, and everything was blurring for several seconds, then I heard a VERY familiar noise. Yes, the sweet voice of Misao. And the loud ringing of my clock.
Ooh..I don't think I love Misao's voice more than today. And yes, I'm going to keep that alarm clock, as a memory.
I was dreaming. I started up, and then I saw my History textbook. It was flipped open, and then I saw Caesar.
I picked up a marker pen and drew a lion on Caesar's lion face.
"Hey, what are you doing?. Waking up, and suddenly scribble something on a book?." Misao chirped with her hands still holding the bowl with the cool water.
"REVENGE" I answered sweetly.
"Huh?."
"Do you know that Caesar was a jerk?"
"Huh?"
"….."
" Do you have a fever, Kaoru-chan? . Are you okay?"
"I had a nightmare. No, not a nightmare actually, just a bad dream with a wonderful ending!". My mind was replaying the last scene of my dream, you know, just before I forgot to breathe.
"Whatever, Kaoru. Nothing is better than to dream Aoshi-sama." She started to pick my alarm clock and toss it into the trash can, which kept more than a dozen of broken alarm clock when..
" Hey, that's not broken yet!!!"
She looked at the clock in her hand, then at my face. "Uh..oh, sorry, Kaoru-chan..anyway, I'm hungry, let's go get some breakfast… Go and take your shower,… hurry up, I'll wait for you downstairs…and you better bring your purse too....remember when you……"
The clock, it's violet. Violet. The colour of his eyes.