Author's Note: This is my first ever attempt at a Rurouni Kenshin fan
fiction as well as a serious fan fiction. Please read and review.
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. I know Rurouni Kenshin isn't mine. It would be a major insult to Watsuki Nobuhiro if anyone said it was.
The Love of Life
Chapter 1: My Secret Haven
By CrismHeart
August 14, 2003
The surrounding aura was calm and peaceful. The gentle breeze and soft sounds of nature were soothing to him. Here, he felt that he could escape reality and forget everything- all the pain and sorrow memories of his past brought. This was his secret haven, hidden to the rest of the chaotic world. Time stopped and he was left alone with his thoughts and dreams.
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Kamiya Kaoru had lived in Tokyo for all sixteen years of her life and yet she was lost. She had been in such a hurry to meet her best friend, Makimachi Misao, at the park bench in font of the fountain. It was their usual meeting place since it was such a cheerful atmosphere with so many people walking along the paths. Besides, it was a logical choice because it was the halfway point to each other's houses.
Because it was a fifteen-minute walk and Kaoru was already late, she decided to take a short cut. Unfortunately, she had never gone that way before and had only heard about it from her brother Yahiko and his friends. But as long as it saved her some time, Kaoru was willing to risk it. The trail led from the forest behind her backyard towards the park. After walking for over half an hour, she had strayed away from the route and saw nothing ahead of her but trees.
"Mou!" Kaoru thought aloud as she glanced at her watch, "Misao's gonna kill me!"
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Misao had waited impatiently for Kaoru to arrive. It was not bad for the first thirty minutes or so. Misao kept herself busy daydreaming of her Aoshi-sama and his redeeming qualities, not that it was possible of him to be anything less than perfect. In fact, she sat there for almost two hours before she stomped off to Kaoru's house to give her a piece of her mind when she came back from wherever she had gone that must have been more important to her than her best friend.
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He could still remember when he had a family, even if it had been twelve long years ago. In his mind, his parents' faces were slightly blurry, their voices not as clear, but he remembered the most important detail all the same- the feeling of being loved.
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It was 4:30 in the afternoon and she was supposed to have been there at 2:00.
"Well, Misao definitely can't still be waiting for me now. Karou no baka! I can't believe I tried taking this short cut in the first place!"
Kaoru was so furious with herself that she began scolding herself and was so preoccupied with her own thoughts that she had not seen the log in front of her and she fell flat on her face.
"And these branches are so not helping!"
However, as she got up, Kaoru stumbled again and found that there was a small clearing up ahead. She stared at her surroundings in awe. There was a lake of cerulean blue that sparkled as the sunlight danced across it. Faint lavender and gray-blue mountains framed the lake at a distance and there were only a few trees that grew there, highlighting the vibrant colors of flowers and fresh grass. This place was nature at its fullest. It seemed untouched by humans.
Kaoru's worries ceased almost immediately as she took in all the beauty. She twirled around in childish delight, her sapphire eyes filled with joy, and the world with her laughter as she gazed upwards at the sky.
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Himura Kenshin had had a hard life. His parents had died of cholera when he was five and during the following years, he had been transferred to many different foster homes. Though most of his foster parents were kind, they never cared for him they way they would a son.
When Kenshin had turned eight, he was adopted into a wealthy family. No, they weren't mean people. He knew that they were perfectly capable of being kind to each other and everyone outside of the household, that is, except for him. They were cruel to Kenshin, degrading him to the rank of a mere household servant. He was neither well fed nor clothed properly, and was beaten if he was ever thought to be slacking off while doing chores. Ridiculing and taunting Kenshin of the life he could never have was their favorite form of entertainment. The other maids that worked there pitied him, but did nothing to ease his suffering. It wasn't because they too were heartless, but they feared the wrath and power of their employers.
Kenshin was ten years old and he felt as if he were the luckiest boy in the entire world, and not without reason. Hiko Seijuurou had found Kenshin on the streets and taken him in. He had been running away from his "home," if it could even be called that, and was so exhausted from his efforts that he had fallen asleep in front of Hiko's house. When Kenshin had woken up, he realized he was warm, safe, and nowhere near those oppressive people.
Hiko. that man was such a mystery to him. He was arrogant, egotistical, and the way he would always ask for sake and call him "baka deshi" endlessly, Kenshin would have thought that Hiko had only assumed responsibility for him to make fun of him. However, he was eternally grateful to him for saving him from a horrible life and treating him as the heir to Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu. Unfortunately, Kenshin could not save himself from what he became three years ago.
All of a sudden, Kenshin was jolted out of his reminiscences when he heard laughter. Although he had been startled at first, the sound of it was so captivating that he was drawn to it. He stood up from the oak tree that he had been leaning against and turned around.
That's when he first saw her, an angel, or so he would have mistaken her for one if she had a halo and a pair of wings. No, she's just a girl. A girl with hair the color of the night sky, creamy white skin, and the most expressive blue eyes he had ever seen. "Kirei." he whispered.
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Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed it, but if you didn't then I won't feel obligated to continue it. Yes, I am desperate for reviews and I have self- esteem issues (not a very good combination), so please read and review, but don't be too harsh. Oh, I also wanted to ask, is it really confusing how I don't state whose point of view the thoughts are coming from or is it okay since I use ~*~'s to distinguish them?
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah. I know Rurouni Kenshin isn't mine. It would be a major insult to Watsuki Nobuhiro if anyone said it was.
The Love of Life
Chapter 1: My Secret Haven
By CrismHeart
August 14, 2003
The surrounding aura was calm and peaceful. The gentle breeze and soft sounds of nature were soothing to him. Here, he felt that he could escape reality and forget everything- all the pain and sorrow memories of his past brought. This was his secret haven, hidden to the rest of the chaotic world. Time stopped and he was left alone with his thoughts and dreams.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Kamiya Kaoru had lived in Tokyo for all sixteen years of her life and yet she was lost. She had been in such a hurry to meet her best friend, Makimachi Misao, at the park bench in font of the fountain. It was their usual meeting place since it was such a cheerful atmosphere with so many people walking along the paths. Besides, it was a logical choice because it was the halfway point to each other's houses.
Because it was a fifteen-minute walk and Kaoru was already late, she decided to take a short cut. Unfortunately, she had never gone that way before and had only heard about it from her brother Yahiko and his friends. But as long as it saved her some time, Kaoru was willing to risk it. The trail led from the forest behind her backyard towards the park. After walking for over half an hour, she had strayed away from the route and saw nothing ahead of her but trees.
"Mou!" Kaoru thought aloud as she glanced at her watch, "Misao's gonna kill me!"
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Misao had waited impatiently for Kaoru to arrive. It was not bad for the first thirty minutes or so. Misao kept herself busy daydreaming of her Aoshi-sama and his redeeming qualities, not that it was possible of him to be anything less than perfect. In fact, she sat there for almost two hours before she stomped off to Kaoru's house to give her a piece of her mind when she came back from wherever she had gone that must have been more important to her than her best friend.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
He could still remember when he had a family, even if it had been twelve long years ago. In his mind, his parents' faces were slightly blurry, their voices not as clear, but he remembered the most important detail all the same- the feeling of being loved.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
It was 4:30 in the afternoon and she was supposed to have been there at 2:00.
"Well, Misao definitely can't still be waiting for me now. Karou no baka! I can't believe I tried taking this short cut in the first place!"
Kaoru was so furious with herself that she began scolding herself and was so preoccupied with her own thoughts that she had not seen the log in front of her and she fell flat on her face.
"And these branches are so not helping!"
However, as she got up, Kaoru stumbled again and found that there was a small clearing up ahead. She stared at her surroundings in awe. There was a lake of cerulean blue that sparkled as the sunlight danced across it. Faint lavender and gray-blue mountains framed the lake at a distance and there were only a few trees that grew there, highlighting the vibrant colors of flowers and fresh grass. This place was nature at its fullest. It seemed untouched by humans.
Kaoru's worries ceased almost immediately as she took in all the beauty. She twirled around in childish delight, her sapphire eyes filled with joy, and the world with her laughter as she gazed upwards at the sky.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Himura Kenshin had had a hard life. His parents had died of cholera when he was five and during the following years, he had been transferred to many different foster homes. Though most of his foster parents were kind, they never cared for him they way they would a son.
When Kenshin had turned eight, he was adopted into a wealthy family. No, they weren't mean people. He knew that they were perfectly capable of being kind to each other and everyone outside of the household, that is, except for him. They were cruel to Kenshin, degrading him to the rank of a mere household servant. He was neither well fed nor clothed properly, and was beaten if he was ever thought to be slacking off while doing chores. Ridiculing and taunting Kenshin of the life he could never have was their favorite form of entertainment. The other maids that worked there pitied him, but did nothing to ease his suffering. It wasn't because they too were heartless, but they feared the wrath and power of their employers.
Kenshin was ten years old and he felt as if he were the luckiest boy in the entire world, and not without reason. Hiko Seijuurou had found Kenshin on the streets and taken him in. He had been running away from his "home," if it could even be called that, and was so exhausted from his efforts that he had fallen asleep in front of Hiko's house. When Kenshin had woken up, he realized he was warm, safe, and nowhere near those oppressive people.
Hiko. that man was such a mystery to him. He was arrogant, egotistical, and the way he would always ask for sake and call him "baka deshi" endlessly, Kenshin would have thought that Hiko had only assumed responsibility for him to make fun of him. However, he was eternally grateful to him for saving him from a horrible life and treating him as the heir to Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu. Unfortunately, Kenshin could not save himself from what he became three years ago.
All of a sudden, Kenshin was jolted out of his reminiscences when he heard laughter. Although he had been startled at first, the sound of it was so captivating that he was drawn to it. He stood up from the oak tree that he had been leaning against and turned around.
That's when he first saw her, an angel, or so he would have mistaken her for one if she had a halo and a pair of wings. No, she's just a girl. A girl with hair the color of the night sky, creamy white skin, and the most expressive blue eyes he had ever seen. "Kirei." he whispered.
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Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed it, but if you didn't then I won't feel obligated to continue it. Yes, I am desperate for reviews and I have self- esteem issues (not a very good combination), so please read and review, but don't be too harsh. Oh, I also wanted to ask, is it really confusing how I don't state whose point of view the thoughts are coming from or is it okay since I use ~*~'s to distinguish them?