A Night to Die For

RK doesn't belong to me.

Chapter 4

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She never thought about it before, being an older sister, a real one anyway. No one had ever loved her, not even her own parents, and thus, she used everyone about her like they did her. It wasn't a sin to do that, was it? But now, she wanted this change, for the one person in the world who really cared for her had left, and now she didn't know what to do.

Akira wasn't gone though, but still, it was her little sister, the only one who cared for her because she was the cunning bitch that she was. Sides no one messed with her, Rukato Tomoe, with out meeting the consequences. For so long she had believed that. She was a breakable object set up for the world to see but never touch, and to be used by this great creature. The only one to break that spell had been her boy friend, Akira, and it was only because of his wild behavior, the way he reintroduced the world to her. And it was all wrong, it was the real world—the wild and realistic way it appeared to everyone, but…it had damaged her, though she would never regret it.

Now, Tomoe was searching for the one person who made her realize all of this, the one who would love her no matter what, a kind of blood pact that couldn't be broken. They shared a common link, a real thing—the love for the same man in their past lives, with almost the same goal in mind. With the same urge to complete it even they died from doing so. Looking back on all of that now, it only seemed selfish that they would want that all to themselves, but now was no time to think about the past.

Glancing at Akira, she noticed the way he too was somber, as if her own mood had passed onto him. "I'm sorry that I ruined our plans," she said suddenly, the words just slipped out.

"Its okay, hon, I know the feeling, I would be doing this same thing if my own little sis got lost," Akira said with a smile. He had learned of the real reality not that long ago, with the birth of his little sister. She was the second most important person in his life—Tomoe was his first. "Now come," his hand grasped her own tightly. "Lets find you little imouto-chan and get her back home safely."
"But…I can't help but worry that I had really hurt her. I don't even remember what I was saying." And Tomoe didn't, it was all a blur as that damned dairy came into view. Everything had hurt at that moment.

"Well, I don't have any advice, other then go and talk to her yourself." His eyes were looking not at her, but at something behind. Turning around, Tomoe saw her little sister standing still, a nice looking red head beside her, but she paid him not notice, everything was centered on Kaoru.

And the first thing out of Tomoe's mouth showed that she cared, in a pissed off way, "Kaoru-chan! Where the hell have you been? We've been worrying our heads off because of you!" Her glare could've have killed, if Kaoru wasn't already afraid, the feeling twisting her stomach into knots as she and Kenshin slowly approached her sister and Akira.

Tomoe and Kaoru locked eyes, and Akira, taking his "chance" stood back by Kenshin, even introducing himself, even though his eyes never left the pair. Slowly, Kaoru seemed to relax from her tense position from when she first spotted her sister, her slender shoulders dropping. Her older took her chance, raising a hand as if to slap Kaoru across the face, but she just stood there waiting for it.

Kenshin wanted to intervene, but Akira had stopped him, putting a hand down on the red head's shoulder and stopping the boy. Tomoe didn't hit her, instead the hand as joined by the other for a tight hold; she was actually giving her little sister a hug.

This shocked Kaoru as more then just a little normal, but as completely strange and NOT normal! There was no way that Tomoe actually wanted to touch her in anyway possible unless it was just to annoy her—like last night most likely—or to please the folks. But never like this.

Finally, the hold ended, and Tomoe looked at her sister for a moment before starting her "sisterly" scolding. "Do you know how worried we were when we all woke up to find you missing? Now, where have you been all this time?"

"Sleeping over at Kenshin's house," Kaoru replied, pointing to Kenshin who smiled and waved back. There was an odd look in Tomoe's eyes as she looked at Kenshin, knowing—somehow—that she had known him some time ago, but Akira seemed to like him.

"Ah, look at him. No guy this cute would dare do anything to your little imouto-chan with out knowing the consequences," Akira said, pulling on one of Kenshin's cheeks like your aunt or grandmother might do. "Sides, doesn't he have the most cutest dimple?"

Thankfully, Kenshin wasn't the only one who was surprised by that comment; Kaoru just looked at her older sister's boyfriend and then her sister when Tomoe started laughing. A smile was on Tomoe's face though; no one else could make her smile like that.

"Now, why don't you and Ken-chan here get going home and explain stuff to mom, ne?" Tomoe looked at her sister. "And if she asks about me, tell her I went to get that cake she wanted for the picnic okay?"

"Yeah, nee-chan," Kaoru replied as Tomoe and Akira started off for the small store which Akira's family owned. It may have been the closet store in their neighbor hood, but it was still about half a mile away.

Kaoru's house was two story, and old, the first floor was dated back to the late 1800's, but it was kept in good condition and recently painted. The garden was also expansive with several unique trees and flowers that ran along the ledge of the grass and the house. In other words, it was a rather nice house—one of the best looking houses on the street.

But one you got inside, be prepared for the worst, that is what Kaoru told Kenshin when she opened the front door. She, personally, didn't know who was still at home and who was looking for, thus, didn't know what to expect when she got there. They went inside and for some part, they found no one until Kaoru called out that she was home and a voice—her mother's—came from the kitchen.

Kenshin followed Kaoru to the kitchen, and found a middle-aged woman with black hair held back in a bun. She was dressed in jeans and a shirt—both in a design a teenager would most likely wear—a apron that said, "Kiss the Cook," complete with a big pair of pink lips all puckered up and a pair of bee shaped slippers.

"Kao-chan!" Her mother wrapped her arms about Kaoru's shoulders in a tight hug, nearly squishing the girl in her hold. "Where have you been all this time?"

"I can answer that, ma'am," Kenshin said, the woman looked at him with a curious stare that seemed to bore straight into his mind. "She was staying over at my house—sleeping in the guest room."

"And why did you spend the night over at…"

"Kenshin."

"At Kenshin-san's house, hon?"

"Me and nee-chan had a fight and well…I didn't want to be near her. And I forgot to leave a note cause I left in a hurry and forgot to call."

Kaoru looked at the floor, not wanting to see the disapproving look she knew her mother had. Which she did, but her mother was looking between Kenshin and Kaoru before giving as deep sigh.

"I'll believe that, baby-dear, but you get on upstairs and get into something nice. We're going to the picnic after all your brothers show up."

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AN: I have to update before I do something stupid again—I just nearly lost all that I wrote! NO! Sorry for such a late update though, I have been out of it lately in writing, for some odd reason I don't know. It's not really fun actually. Anyway, I hope you liked this chapter—but I can understand if you feel like you were cheated in an ending—and remember to review!