Author's Notes: OMG! My friend had this RuroKen shirt today! It was soooooo
AWESOME! I was totally freaking out cause he got it for like 10 bucks! I
almost stole it from him....hehe. Anywho, to reader, that is why she needs
lessons....because she doesn't act like a princess. Also, she never
apologized, if you look back. Kenshin did, hehe. Also, Yahiko doesn't know
she's a princess and that's why he makes fun of her. Just wait till he
finds out! =)
Title: The Scholar and the Princess
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Four: Lesson Two
Kaoru poured the tea as Kenshin had taught her to the previous day. This time she had been on time. She didn't want an incident happening like the previous day. She figured that Kenshin had only opened the door to check and make sure that she was still sleeping. When he didn't see her there he must've thought something was wrong.
"There Mr. Himura! Did I do good?" she asked, smiling.
"Did I do well.....," he corrected, taking a sip of the tea that she had just poured perfectly.
"Huh?" she questioned, confused. She set the teapot down and then took her seat. She also took a sip of her tea.
"I was correcting your English. It is not, did I do good.....it is, did I do well, that it is. I will try to constantly correct your English throughout this excursion. It is impossible for me to accommodate all grammatical and improper usage of words into one or two lessons," Kenshin explained, glancing up at her from his tea. The confused expression on her face was enough to tell him that she didn't understand. "Never mind Miss Kaoru. Just know that the way you speak is incorrect." (AN: Now only if the way I speak was correct Me and my grammar/spelling)
"Oh, okay.....," Kaoru muttered, still confused. "Hey! What's wrong with the way I talk?"
"Nothing is wrong with the way you speak. However, it is improper for someone in a high stature like yourself, that it is," he replied, taking another sip of his tea.
"Also.....if you are to find a proper suitor, then you need to speak correctly. Without correct use of the language, how can you prove to your future husband your upbringing?" a deep voice said from behind them.
They both turned to stare at the king who had just entered the library. He was walking towards them, waving a piece of parchment, a smile upon his face. Kenshin stood up and bowed, "You majesty."
"As you were Mr. Himura," the king replied, stopping at the table.
"Yes, your majesty," Kenshin answered, sitting back down.
"How is little Kaoru coming along?" he asked, setting the parchment on the table and smiling at Kenshin. He talked as though Kaoru wasn't sitting in the room, but when Kenshin glanced at her and saw she didn't notice he turned back to the King.
"Miss Kaoru has natural grace that will easily show itself with a little practice," Kenshin explained. "Her lessons may only last a week or so."
"Excellent news! That is excellent news," the king exclaimed, taking a seat with them at the table. "I also have excellent news. The prince of Alexandria has asked for your hand in married my daughter."
"Father......didn't we just get over a war with them not more than 5 years ago?" Kaoru asked, fixing the napkin on her forest green dress.
"Yes, Kaoru. I am glad you know at least some history. However, have you not considered what marrying the Prince of Alexandria will do for our politics?" he questioned, turning to his daughter.
"I don't care about politics! What about love?" she questioned, standing up and throwing her napkin from her lap onto the table, causing a loud whapping noise to ring throughout the quiet library.
"Love?!" the king replied, incredulously. He gave snort of disapproval. "What is this love nonsense?"
"This 'love nonsense' is the very bane of my existence. I live to discover love and be loved in return," she answered, passionately. The fire burning within her dark blue eyes caught Kenshin's attention. The loneliness had disapeared for the first time since he had been here. "Without love, who can say that they have truly lived? Father, have you not ever felt strongly towards someone? Maybe even enough to say that you love them?"
"Kaoru!" the king exclaimed, surprised by her outburst and the fire reflected in her eyes towards him. "It is good that you feel passionate about something, but why must it be something as foolish as this love?"
"You don't understand! How can you say you love me when you haven't ever experienced true love?" Kaoru cried, placing her hands in the table with a loud thump and leaning forward as if trying to make herself look intimidating.
"How could I not love my only child?" the king countered, now standing up and facing his daughter in a similar way.
"You don't get it!! Why can't you understand?!" she cried, her eyes filling with water from her intense anger. She looked at Kenshin, who was staring at her wide-eyed, before turning back to her father. She hmphed before storming out of the library and slamming the large oak door behind her as she did so.
The king to turned to Kenshin and sighed. "Excuse me, Mr. Himura."
"Y-yes, your majesty," Kenshin quickly responded, closing his dropped open mouth, standing up, and bowing once more as the king stormed off after his daughter.
After the king had left, Kenshin had taken his seat again with a sigh. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples before taking a sip of the tea that had now turned luke warm from sitting there.
"I think that's the most passion that I have ever seen come from Kaoru," a voice said from above Kenshin.
Kenshin glanced up and his lavender eyes met with the light brown ones of Sanosuke. "Sano.....I suppose you saw that display too, did you?"
"Yup," Sano replied, simply. "Mind if I sit with you?"
"Of course not," Kenshin answered, giving the man a small smile. "Why are you in the library, may I ask?"
"Well, I came to look in on a book," Sano responded, his eyes glancing about the room. When he glanced back at Kenshin, his eyes had turned to a dark blue hue. "Actually, to tell you the truth, I was in here spying on you and Little Missy. I wanted to see what these lessons were all about."
"Are you not the best swordsman in the land?" Kenshin asked, turning away to disguise his eyes from Sano who was looking at him strangely.
"I'm flattered you think so, but this was not always the case," Sano replied, truthfully.
"Is that so?" Kenshin questioned, turning back to him, his eyes now a lavender hue again.
"You remember the war Crysta had with Alexandria not too long ago?"
"Yes. I have many memories of it, some not so good."
"Well, in that war, died two of the greatest men who happened to fight on opposite sides. One was my captain and adoptive father, Captain Sagara. I was a young man of twenty two at the time, but I still looked up to Captain greatly and he had taught me well in the way of the sword and the knight. We fought alongside one another, men falling at our feet. As the last battle commenced, I got separated from Captain. When I finally found him again, Aoshi (yes.....THAT Aoshi, hehe!), another honorable knight trained by Captain, was leaning over Captain, who had fallen in battle," Sano explained, staring at the table top. He glanced up at Kenshin now, who was staring out the window, his body tense and his eyes a dark blue with flecks of....was that gold? "Kenshin?"
"Huh?" he asked, turning to the knight. His eyes had turned back to that lavender color again and Sano believed he was now seeing things.
"Am I boring you?" he inquired, looking at the scholar strangely. He shook his head clear of the image he had seen again of the yellow eyes and sweeping sword.
"Oh, no.....I find you story quite interesting, that I do. Please, continue," Kenshin responded, smiling slightly to completely convince Sano.
"Well, Aoshi had said that the Battousai, the strongest man from Alexandria, had slain the Captain. He then ran off saying something about finding the king. As I turned back, I saw him. I saw the Battousai leaving the scene. With one swing he took down three soldiers and then glanced back at me, his yellow eyes forever burned into my mind. I checked the men he had killed with one swing. When I glanced back up again, I saw him one last time, silhouetted against the setting sun, his sword gleaming and his yellow eyes glowing back at me," Sano finished, glancing back up at Kenshin who looked quite serious. "I heard, later, that the Battousai had been killed among the many soldiers because no trace of him has ever been seen again. My revenge will never be fulfilled."
"That must be horrible to remember, that it must," Kenshin murmured, his eyes a dark blue again. He was staring at the table top intently. He glanced up at Sano. "What happened to Aoshi?"
"I don't know. I didn't see him after that. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen him since that last time on the battle field," Sano muttered, astonished. "I know he didn't perish because I would've gone to his ceremony. Weird."
"Yes," Kenshin answered, slightly cold. "Very weird."
"Hey, Rooster head! I can't believe I'd see you in a place like this," a child's voice said from the doorway of the library.
"Is that anyway to treat you commanding officer?!" Sano growled, glaring at the boy who had approached the sitting men.
Yahiko glanced at Kenshin and got the feeling again that he had seen him somewhere before again. "I know I've seen you somewhere before."
"Of course you have," Kenshin responded, smiling suddenly. "I met you in the hallway when the Captain here accidentally hit me with the door."
"Sorry about that," Sano said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Hey, Yahiko, what are you doing in the library anyhow?"
"For your information, you dope, I just got out from my lesson with the Professor. I do have school!" Yahiko replied, rolling his eyes.
"Well, now you're going to go into the school of pain if you don't hurry up and get ready for your daily training!" Sano growled, cracking his knuckles threateningly. He stood up and turned back to Kenshin. "I'll talk to you later, Mr. Himura."
"Kenshin, please," he responded, handing off a smile to Sano and Yahiko. "Yahiko remember to keep you left foot a little farther back. That way you are not leaving your left side so open to attack. Now, if you'll excuse me gentlemen."
Kenshin gave a small bow, before he wandered out of the library leaving behind a surprised and confused Yahiko and Sano in his wake.
"How did he know that you had you foot out too far?" Sano pondered aloud, glancing down at Yahiko who shrugged.
"I know I've seen him before, but I still can't figure it out," Yahiko muttered, glancing back up at Sano.
"Hey! What are you still standing here for?! Get going!" Sano bellowed, glaring down at his young companion.
"Yeah, yeah....I'm going, I'm going," Yahiko grumbled, hulking out the door with Sano nipping at his heels.
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That chappy's done. It gives you a little tidbit into more of the plot! What DID happen to Aoshi? Wouldn't you like to know?! Anyone care to guess? Let me tell you....not everything is as it appears to be. Anyone questions, comments, concerns......feel free to express them through e-mail, hate mail, reviews, or flames!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Five: Professors and Doctors.......someone gets a boo boo and visit from the doctor! Who could that be? Also.....don't forget the Professor Yahiko mentioned! He makes an appearance and he's HIGHLY important.....why does Kenshin hate him so and how come he can't sit in the same room with him for more than a few minutes?! Kenshin HATE someone?! Something DEF has to be in the water!!
Ja ne! ~KaBunny
Title: The Scholar and the Princess
Author: KaBunny
E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com
Rating: PG-13
Chapter Four: Lesson Two
Kaoru poured the tea as Kenshin had taught her to the previous day. This time she had been on time. She didn't want an incident happening like the previous day. She figured that Kenshin had only opened the door to check and make sure that she was still sleeping. When he didn't see her there he must've thought something was wrong.
"There Mr. Himura! Did I do good?" she asked, smiling.
"Did I do well.....," he corrected, taking a sip of the tea that she had just poured perfectly.
"Huh?" she questioned, confused. She set the teapot down and then took her seat. She also took a sip of her tea.
"I was correcting your English. It is not, did I do good.....it is, did I do well, that it is. I will try to constantly correct your English throughout this excursion. It is impossible for me to accommodate all grammatical and improper usage of words into one or two lessons," Kenshin explained, glancing up at her from his tea. The confused expression on her face was enough to tell him that she didn't understand. "Never mind Miss Kaoru. Just know that the way you speak is incorrect." (AN: Now only if the way I speak was correct Me and my grammar/spelling)
"Oh, okay.....," Kaoru muttered, still confused. "Hey! What's wrong with the way I talk?"
"Nothing is wrong with the way you speak. However, it is improper for someone in a high stature like yourself, that it is," he replied, taking another sip of his tea.
"Also.....if you are to find a proper suitor, then you need to speak correctly. Without correct use of the language, how can you prove to your future husband your upbringing?" a deep voice said from behind them.
They both turned to stare at the king who had just entered the library. He was walking towards them, waving a piece of parchment, a smile upon his face. Kenshin stood up and bowed, "You majesty."
"As you were Mr. Himura," the king replied, stopping at the table.
"Yes, your majesty," Kenshin answered, sitting back down.
"How is little Kaoru coming along?" he asked, setting the parchment on the table and smiling at Kenshin. He talked as though Kaoru wasn't sitting in the room, but when Kenshin glanced at her and saw she didn't notice he turned back to the King.
"Miss Kaoru has natural grace that will easily show itself with a little practice," Kenshin explained. "Her lessons may only last a week or so."
"Excellent news! That is excellent news," the king exclaimed, taking a seat with them at the table. "I also have excellent news. The prince of Alexandria has asked for your hand in married my daughter."
"Father......didn't we just get over a war with them not more than 5 years ago?" Kaoru asked, fixing the napkin on her forest green dress.
"Yes, Kaoru. I am glad you know at least some history. However, have you not considered what marrying the Prince of Alexandria will do for our politics?" he questioned, turning to his daughter.
"I don't care about politics! What about love?" she questioned, standing up and throwing her napkin from her lap onto the table, causing a loud whapping noise to ring throughout the quiet library.
"Love?!" the king replied, incredulously. He gave snort of disapproval. "What is this love nonsense?"
"This 'love nonsense' is the very bane of my existence. I live to discover love and be loved in return," she answered, passionately. The fire burning within her dark blue eyes caught Kenshin's attention. The loneliness had disapeared for the first time since he had been here. "Without love, who can say that they have truly lived? Father, have you not ever felt strongly towards someone? Maybe even enough to say that you love them?"
"Kaoru!" the king exclaimed, surprised by her outburst and the fire reflected in her eyes towards him. "It is good that you feel passionate about something, but why must it be something as foolish as this love?"
"You don't understand! How can you say you love me when you haven't ever experienced true love?" Kaoru cried, placing her hands in the table with a loud thump and leaning forward as if trying to make herself look intimidating.
"How could I not love my only child?" the king countered, now standing up and facing his daughter in a similar way.
"You don't get it!! Why can't you understand?!" she cried, her eyes filling with water from her intense anger. She looked at Kenshin, who was staring at her wide-eyed, before turning back to her father. She hmphed before storming out of the library and slamming the large oak door behind her as she did so.
The king to turned to Kenshin and sighed. "Excuse me, Mr. Himura."
"Y-yes, your majesty," Kenshin quickly responded, closing his dropped open mouth, standing up, and bowing once more as the king stormed off after his daughter.
After the king had left, Kenshin had taken his seat again with a sigh. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples before taking a sip of the tea that had now turned luke warm from sitting there.
"I think that's the most passion that I have ever seen come from Kaoru," a voice said from above Kenshin.
Kenshin glanced up and his lavender eyes met with the light brown ones of Sanosuke. "Sano.....I suppose you saw that display too, did you?"
"Yup," Sano replied, simply. "Mind if I sit with you?"
"Of course not," Kenshin answered, giving the man a small smile. "Why are you in the library, may I ask?"
"Well, I came to look in on a book," Sano responded, his eyes glancing about the room. When he glanced back at Kenshin, his eyes had turned to a dark blue hue. "Actually, to tell you the truth, I was in here spying on you and Little Missy. I wanted to see what these lessons were all about."
"Are you not the best swordsman in the land?" Kenshin asked, turning away to disguise his eyes from Sano who was looking at him strangely.
"I'm flattered you think so, but this was not always the case," Sano replied, truthfully.
"Is that so?" Kenshin questioned, turning back to him, his eyes now a lavender hue again.
"You remember the war Crysta had with Alexandria not too long ago?"
"Yes. I have many memories of it, some not so good."
"Well, in that war, died two of the greatest men who happened to fight on opposite sides. One was my captain and adoptive father, Captain Sagara. I was a young man of twenty two at the time, but I still looked up to Captain greatly and he had taught me well in the way of the sword and the knight. We fought alongside one another, men falling at our feet. As the last battle commenced, I got separated from Captain. When I finally found him again, Aoshi (yes.....THAT Aoshi, hehe!), another honorable knight trained by Captain, was leaning over Captain, who had fallen in battle," Sano explained, staring at the table top. He glanced up at Kenshin now, who was staring out the window, his body tense and his eyes a dark blue with flecks of....was that gold? "Kenshin?"
"Huh?" he asked, turning to the knight. His eyes had turned back to that lavender color again and Sano believed he was now seeing things.
"Am I boring you?" he inquired, looking at the scholar strangely. He shook his head clear of the image he had seen again of the yellow eyes and sweeping sword.
"Oh, no.....I find you story quite interesting, that I do. Please, continue," Kenshin responded, smiling slightly to completely convince Sano.
"Well, Aoshi had said that the Battousai, the strongest man from Alexandria, had slain the Captain. He then ran off saying something about finding the king. As I turned back, I saw him. I saw the Battousai leaving the scene. With one swing he took down three soldiers and then glanced back at me, his yellow eyes forever burned into my mind. I checked the men he had killed with one swing. When I glanced back up again, I saw him one last time, silhouetted against the setting sun, his sword gleaming and his yellow eyes glowing back at me," Sano finished, glancing back up at Kenshin who looked quite serious. "I heard, later, that the Battousai had been killed among the many soldiers because no trace of him has ever been seen again. My revenge will never be fulfilled."
"That must be horrible to remember, that it must," Kenshin murmured, his eyes a dark blue again. He was staring at the table top intently. He glanced up at Sano. "What happened to Aoshi?"
"I don't know. I didn't see him after that. Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever seen him since that last time on the battle field," Sano muttered, astonished. "I know he didn't perish because I would've gone to his ceremony. Weird."
"Yes," Kenshin answered, slightly cold. "Very weird."
"Hey, Rooster head! I can't believe I'd see you in a place like this," a child's voice said from the doorway of the library.
"Is that anyway to treat you commanding officer?!" Sano growled, glaring at the boy who had approached the sitting men.
Yahiko glanced at Kenshin and got the feeling again that he had seen him somewhere before again. "I know I've seen you somewhere before."
"Of course you have," Kenshin responded, smiling suddenly. "I met you in the hallway when the Captain here accidentally hit me with the door."
"Sorry about that," Sano said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "Hey, Yahiko, what are you doing in the library anyhow?"
"For your information, you dope, I just got out from my lesson with the Professor. I do have school!" Yahiko replied, rolling his eyes.
"Well, now you're going to go into the school of pain if you don't hurry up and get ready for your daily training!" Sano growled, cracking his knuckles threateningly. He stood up and turned back to Kenshin. "I'll talk to you later, Mr. Himura."
"Kenshin, please," he responded, handing off a smile to Sano and Yahiko. "Yahiko remember to keep you left foot a little farther back. That way you are not leaving your left side so open to attack. Now, if you'll excuse me gentlemen."
Kenshin gave a small bow, before he wandered out of the library leaving behind a surprised and confused Yahiko and Sano in his wake.
"How did he know that you had you foot out too far?" Sano pondered aloud, glancing down at Yahiko who shrugged.
"I know I've seen him before, but I still can't figure it out," Yahiko muttered, glancing back up at Sano.
"Hey! What are you still standing here for?! Get going!" Sano bellowed, glaring down at his young companion.
"Yeah, yeah....I'm going, I'm going," Yahiko grumbled, hulking out the door with Sano nipping at his heels.
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That chappy's done. It gives you a little tidbit into more of the plot! What DID happen to Aoshi? Wouldn't you like to know?! Anyone care to guess? Let me tell you....not everything is as it appears to be. Anyone questions, comments, concerns......feel free to express them through e-mail, hate mail, reviews, or flames!
Stay Tuned for Chapter Five: Professors and Doctors.......someone gets a boo boo and visit from the doctor! Who could that be? Also.....don't forget the Professor Yahiko mentioned! He makes an appearance and he's HIGHLY important.....why does Kenshin hate him so and how come he can't sit in the same room with him for more than a few minutes?! Kenshin HATE someone?! Something DEF has to be in the water!!
Ja ne! ~KaBunny