It was insane and Haru knew it. Why she had even consented to Mr. Shinomori's meeting her at her home was beyond her. She never let anyone inside, it was too risky. But there she was on a Saturday night waiting for some stranger. Well not just some stranger, she new his name, that he had killed quiet a few people, and he knew her family's style.
"Why did I even let him talk me into this?" It was a rhetorical question, but her mind couldn't help but answer, "Because he is hot."
Uggggggghhhhhhhh she could not believe that was the reason! How incredibly dumb! She had received proposals from so many men that she could no longer keep track. But they were only after her library or a trophy wife. That Mr. Shinomori was only after one book and he had openly stated it. It was that one book, the book was the reason that she could not sell the library, and it was also the reason why she could never marry.
At the last thought her mind drifted over to a mental picture of Aoshi; and for the first time in her life, Haru cried at her fate.

For the first time in his life Aoshi was nervous. He had no idea why, well he actually did. It was because there were very few truly fascinating people in this world and Miss Himura was among the very few. Her entire being had cried to him from the moment he stepped inside of her office. Of course that was partially due to her being stunning, but it was more than that. She had held a conversation with him the way no one had. His mother used to say that there was no one on earth who could match him, she was wrong.
It was the fact that Miss Himura could match him that was unnerving, she had never been trained in the art of swordsmanship - how could she when her family had given it up years ago? But she was very quick on her feet and aware of her senses. In a way he wondered of she was anything like the great Himura Kenshin that his family had talked about.
He knew a little about Miss. Himura as a person; however, he knew a great deal more about her family - probably more than she, herself, knew. So, it came to no surprise to Aoshi that she should still live in the house that had belonged to her family since before the Meji era. No, getting there was easy; it was getting out of the car that was hard. He knew that he would have to be in a room with her and control himself. When people had told him that she was beautiful, he had had no idea until seeing her. Gods he wanted to run from her and to her all at the same time!
Haru opened the door and looked at Aoshi. Aoshi stared back at her with wonder. Both were thinking the same thing, "It's unnerving how much I love you."