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Chapter 12: Reflecting On The Past
The Years had gone by in a blur since Kenshin had returned to Kaoru. Life wasn't so hard anymore, always having to switch her attention from Kenji to Yahiko. And now that Yahiko was grown and Kenji spending most of his time with his father, Kaoru had much time to relax and teach the Kamiya Kasshin style to her students. But sadly, because Kenji spent so much time with his father, Kaoru spent most of her free time alone instead of with her lover.
Sitting under the blossoming cherry tree, Kaoru heaved a depressed sigh, wishing her husband could be with her.
'Kenji has every right in this world to want to be with his father. He was deprived of him during his toddler years, and plus, he's a guy so he can relate to Kenji. I just wish Kenji could give us some time alone.' Kaoru leaned against the hard bark of the tree. She could feel her favorite indigo ribbon coming free from her hair. It was still slightly stained from Kenshin's blood from the battle with Jinai. Another reason she loved it, it smelled so strongly of Kenshin.
Meanwhile, Kenshin had sent Kenji into town to help Tsumbame with the groceries. He had senced that Kaoru was sad not to be with him, and an afternoon together and more importantly, alone, was what they both needed. Sneaking up behind Kaoru, he jumped into the cherry tree. Slowly he crept down until he was just above her, then jumped and landed right in front of her. Unfortunatly, that was the wrong choice.
So surprised that she would have wet herself if her bladder was full, Kaoru did the first thing her instincts told her to do. She slapped him.
Kenshin fell over with the force of Kaoru's hand against his face. When he was upright again, he could feel his cheek radiating with a painfull heat.
"Ouch?" He said as he watched Kaoru's eyes widen.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, Kenshin! But you should know better than to jump in front of me!"
Kenshin only sighed and shook his head. Carefully he moved the sheathed Sakabatou and sat next to Kaoru, draping an affectionate arm over her shoulder. Kaoru, sighing in pleasure, rested her head on Kenshin's shoulder. It was nice to have a moment alone with Kenshin without Kenji hovering over them o secretly spying on them.
"Its been a long time since we've been alone together since Kenji was born," Kenshin said, voicing Kaoru's thoughts.
"You mean since you came back," Kaoru giggled, giving Kenshin a playful shove with her shoulder.
"There hasn't been much trouble around lately, de gozaru ne." Kenshin thought aloud.
Kaoru frowned at the thought. "Yes, I agree. I can remember when it was almost every week that we were faced with danger. And here its been about 16 years without any trouble, except for Kenji."
Kenshin laughed at the thought of his son. "I wonder where that hentai streak came from. What exactly happened in the Dojo today? I walked out after you said they were going to fight one another."
Kaoru shook her head, unable to form the words. "Well, he advanced on Kazumi again. He snuck up from behind her and you can, um, guess what happened next."
"Did you punish him?"
"Grounded for a week. He's not aloud to go into town unattended. Do you here me Kenshin Himura?"
Kenshin stood and brushed the grass from his rear, not looking his wife in the eye.
Kaoru raised an eyebrow as well as the tone of her voice. "Himura? Do you hear me?"
Kenshin turned back around and smiled at Kaoru. "Yes Kaoru, I understand. Now come, lets go inside and prepair dinner for our friends. Unless you want Kenji to cook dinner again?"
Kaoru jumped up immediately. "I know I'm bad at cooking, but Kenji has the worst talent I have ever seen and tasted! I had hoped that he had inherited your cooking skills, yet his talent for making food is one of those talents that nither of us has given him!"
Kenshin smiled and took the hand of the woman he loved.
Although outside Kenshin appeared happy, calm and relaxed, inside he was like a rubber band about to snap. Something inside him wouldn't let him relax, wouldn't let him put down his guard. He could sense someone watching both Kaoru and Kenji. Not him, but the two people he loved more than anyone in the entire world. He also felt that Tsumbame and Yahiko might be in trouble. And this person was strong. Not like anyone he had ever battled before.
Chapter 12: Reflecting On The Past
The Years had gone by in a blur since Kenshin had returned to Kaoru. Life wasn't so hard anymore, always having to switch her attention from Kenji to Yahiko. And now that Yahiko was grown and Kenji spending most of his time with his father, Kaoru had much time to relax and teach the Kamiya Kasshin style to her students. But sadly, because Kenji spent so much time with his father, Kaoru spent most of her free time alone instead of with her lover.
Sitting under the blossoming cherry tree, Kaoru heaved a depressed sigh, wishing her husband could be with her.
'Kenji has every right in this world to want to be with his father. He was deprived of him during his toddler years, and plus, he's a guy so he can relate to Kenji. I just wish Kenji could give us some time alone.' Kaoru leaned against the hard bark of the tree. She could feel her favorite indigo ribbon coming free from her hair. It was still slightly stained from Kenshin's blood from the battle with Jinai. Another reason she loved it, it smelled so strongly of Kenshin.
Meanwhile, Kenshin had sent Kenji into town to help Tsumbame with the groceries. He had senced that Kaoru was sad not to be with him, and an afternoon together and more importantly, alone, was what they both needed. Sneaking up behind Kaoru, he jumped into the cherry tree. Slowly he crept down until he was just above her, then jumped and landed right in front of her. Unfortunatly, that was the wrong choice.
So surprised that she would have wet herself if her bladder was full, Kaoru did the first thing her instincts told her to do. She slapped him.
Kenshin fell over with the force of Kaoru's hand against his face. When he was upright again, he could feel his cheek radiating with a painfull heat.
"Ouch?" He said as he watched Kaoru's eyes widen.
"Oh! I'm so sorry, Kenshin! But you should know better than to jump in front of me!"
Kenshin only sighed and shook his head. Carefully he moved the sheathed Sakabatou and sat next to Kaoru, draping an affectionate arm over her shoulder. Kaoru, sighing in pleasure, rested her head on Kenshin's shoulder. It was nice to have a moment alone with Kenshin without Kenji hovering over them o secretly spying on them.
"Its been a long time since we've been alone together since Kenji was born," Kenshin said, voicing Kaoru's thoughts.
"You mean since you came back," Kaoru giggled, giving Kenshin a playful shove with her shoulder.
"There hasn't been much trouble around lately, de gozaru ne." Kenshin thought aloud.
Kaoru frowned at the thought. "Yes, I agree. I can remember when it was almost every week that we were faced with danger. And here its been about 16 years without any trouble, except for Kenji."
Kenshin laughed at the thought of his son. "I wonder where that hentai streak came from. What exactly happened in the Dojo today? I walked out after you said they were going to fight one another."
Kaoru shook her head, unable to form the words. "Well, he advanced on Kazumi again. He snuck up from behind her and you can, um, guess what happened next."
"Did you punish him?"
"Grounded for a week. He's not aloud to go into town unattended. Do you here me Kenshin Himura?"
Kenshin stood and brushed the grass from his rear, not looking his wife in the eye.
Kaoru raised an eyebrow as well as the tone of her voice. "Himura? Do you hear me?"
Kenshin turned back around and smiled at Kaoru. "Yes Kaoru, I understand. Now come, lets go inside and prepair dinner for our friends. Unless you want Kenji to cook dinner again?"
Kaoru jumped up immediately. "I know I'm bad at cooking, but Kenji has the worst talent I have ever seen and tasted! I had hoped that he had inherited your cooking skills, yet his talent for making food is one of those talents that nither of us has given him!"
Kenshin smiled and took the hand of the woman he loved.
Although outside Kenshin appeared happy, calm and relaxed, inside he was like a rubber band about to snap. Something inside him wouldn't let him relax, wouldn't let him put down his guard. He could sense someone watching both Kaoru and Kenji. Not him, but the two people he loved more than anyone in the entire world. He also felt that Tsumbame and Yahiko might be in trouble. And this person was strong. Not like anyone he had ever battled before.