Sorry for taking a long time to write this chapter, it's just I was enjoying independence weekend with my family. Hope you enjoy. Please leave any advice, suggestions, and questions in your reviews. I could certainly use lot information about Battousai, he's certainly a hard character to write about. If you think I should stop writing this story, please let me know. Enjoy!
Tears
Chapter 4
The raven haired girl cried out from the pain of her beatings. Every slash came from the whip. Her blood was gushing from its wound. No on helped her. Everyone stared as she got her beatings. They were all amused by it. They all said she was good for nothing slave who asked for her punishment. They tortured her with beatings, burning her skin with fire, they not only scarred her body, but they scarred her soul. They gave her poisoned food to eat, all because they wanted to know what happened to her dear Kaoru. Yes she blamed herself for not watching her cousin. She knew her cousin was only going in for her bath, but she didn't except her to disappear. The information she knew was Kaoru was kidnapped by someone. Kaoru's new Master was not pleased. He was the one who gave beatings, and tortured her. It was then she figured the only reason he wanted Kaoru was for her body. Every slave girl lost her virginity when they were young, about the time they hit puberty. Kaoru, however, never lost her virginity. She was a rare treasure to find. Misao guessed this guy paid a lot of money to own Kaoru and take away a woman's precious treasure from her.
For days, the torture went on. Misao thought her body could take no more. She was glad she took a lot of training from Kaoru's mother when it came to fighting, or without that, Misao would've probably been dead by now. All Misao could do was hope her Aoshi would come in time to rescue her from this place called hell, and hope wherever Kaoru was, she will be okay.
It was a bright sunny morning. The birds wee chirping, the leaves swayed gently as the wind passed. The place was very different then Kaoru could last remember. Kaoru remembered laughing, as she was relaxing in the river, and then sleep claimed her.
"Oh, ouch!" Kaoru exclaimed in loud voice. Kaoru was supposed to meet her new Master. She wasn't even slight interested in who her Master was. Whoever he was, he was not going to be treated any differently to how she treated her last Master. All Masters treated their slaves as though they were nothing. She remembered Misao telling her that was once born a slave; there will be nothing but ill treatment. Kaoru believed in what she said.
"I see you're up. You better eat, before we travel once again," said a harsh voice.
Kaoru sat up, looking at the man who talked to her. Her eyes were wide with shock and fear. The man was really handsome. He dressed himself simple with a shirt and pants. Except wearing the usual colors like green, gray, or white, he wore black. The shirt he wore looked old and worn; it hugged his well muscled chest. He had a wicked look in his face, even though his features were cold and hardened his eyes spoke of a secret only he knew that she didn't know.
"How did I get here? Who are you?" Kaoru asked. Her voice seemed a bit squeaky. She thought her Master to be some horrible looking guy who only lusted for her body. But this man was gorgeous, more like sexy. She couldn't stop herself from looking into his amber eyes.
"Right now that's not important. What's important is we get out of here as soon as possible and head in that direction," said the Red haired man coldly pointing the direction behind her.
"I'll not go anywhere until you give me answers. I admonish you to tell me how I got here. I want to know who you are and what you're going to do to me," Kaoru demanded. Her fear began to turn to anger. A man had no right to do that to her. She was bossed around her whole life by her old Master, but there were some things he never got away with.
"Is that how we going to play? Do you treat your old Master the way you're treating me? I wonder how he controlled you so easily," the man said coldly.
Kaoru looked up at man who was leaning against the tree. His arms folded on his chest. His face cold, but his eyes showed amusement, and something else. It was a look of possession. The ways his eyes roamed up and down her figure, made her bones shiver. She didn't like that look. It was only when she looked down at her body, did she scream. She was wearing nothing. There was only a blanket that hid very little of her body from his view.
"You horrible man! You no good for nothing idiot! How dare you touch me!" yelled Kaoru. Before she could go on any further, the red haired warrior was laying on top of her with his sword by her throat.
"If you say anything more I will slit this pretty throat of yours. I could've done a lot worse to you. If I wanted to, I could take you here and now, and there's nothing in your will power you could do to stop me," replied the man calmly in a low dangerous voice. His amber eyes bore into Kaoru sapphire blue eyes. She was afraid. Her heart was beating so fast. The air around her was hard for her to inhale. She wanted to get out from under his crushing weight. She closed her eyes, ready for him to advance further. She could feel his breath on her bare shoulder. Her bare skin was covered by his body. His amber gaze moved from her closed eyes to her pink lips. Kaoru felt a weird feeling in the lower pit of her stomach. Her body trembled, feeling his breath move from her shoulder lower until he reached her stomach. He kissed her so ever lightly. Her body trembled even more. Her eyes closed, waiting for more. He trailed kisses from her stomach in between the valley of her breasts to her throat. She couldn't help herself, but moan in pleasure.
"Tell me what's your name beautiful," he whispered huskily against her bare throat before he bit it gently. All she could do was obey him, take what he had to offer her. Her body felt like it was melting into his. She trembled as he bit down harder; leaving her to cry, then whimper for more.
"It's… It's… Kaoru… Kamiya," she said breathlessly. Her body was so new to these feelings she felt many other feeling before, but she never felt this. Every where this man kissed left fire. She yearned for something, craved for something, yet she didn't know what it was. She hoped this man will know that.
"Very good my little Kaoru. Put on this dress, so we could get out of here. You'll eat your breakfast on the way. Got it?" he commanded her gently. When she nodded, he kissed her temple and left her there dazed.
"Misao! Misao are you okay?!" yelled Aoshi. Normally he wasn't the type to scream. He was more of a man who kept to himself, until the day he met a young woman, full with energy and life. A young woman who went through so much, yet she never let that put her down.
"Misao, please get up!" he yelled once again. He shaked her violently, trying to wake her up. She wouldn't stir so easily. Her dress was torn, showing many wounds. Her face and body was so pale, it looked almost as she was near death
Aoshi cursed many different words he knew. Whoever dared laid a hand on his woman, was so going to be granted death. He was so mad, he didn't notice when Misao awoke. She murmured his name ever so gently. He looked down to see his beloved Misao looking up at him. Her voice was weak. Her beautiful bluish-greenish eyes held such a saddened expression.
"I'm worried about her Aoshi. What if something bad happens to her Aoshi?" she asked weakly. Aoshi looked at his beloved Misao, who was deeply hurt physically. Her voice was so weak, she had to whisper. Her voice was evidence itself from all the screaming and crying she went through, while her Master tortured her. He could do nothing, he didn't know because he was running an errand for his King. Aoshi wanted to hurt himself for not being there for his beloved Misao. He wanted to so badly to punish himself for not being there for her.
"Who are you talking about Misao?" he asked her very gently. Tears were falling from his eyes. Misao eyes drooped. She looked so fragile, so helpless.
"Kaoru. Someone took Kaoru," she whispered, her voice full of concern for her cousin.
"What? Someone took her?"
"Yes, someone took her. My Master didn't do this to me. It was her new Master. He beat me, and tortured me to find where Kaoru was. I didn't know who kidnapped her, so he thinks I'm lying," whispered Misao. She touched one of the tears that fell from his yes onto her shoulder.
"How did you know someone kidnapped her Misao?"
"Because I had a vision of it, because I sensed someone watching her."
"You sensed this person's presence, yet you never told anyone."
"No I couldn't. This is the person, who'll help Kaoru start her new journey. Because of him, she will learn her destiny."
"But, what happens if she fails?"
Aoshi looked at his beloved with so much concern. When Misao should be worried about herself, she was worried about another. She always spoke so high about her cousin, was always there to care for her. Especially in times when she was hurt, she would help her own cousin and then look after herself. Aoshi loved her so much because she was so compassionate, always like a motherly person. No matter the amount of responsibilities she had, she found a way to keep up with it. Aoshi will always love this woman. She took all those beatings, especially the tortures for her dear cousin. He was going to kill Kaoru's new Master, and make sure he died slowly, for everything he did to the one loved more than his life.
"She wouldn't fail so easily. She's strong in spirit and in mind. I only hope she doesn't fall into the footsteps of her mother."
"Why Misao?"
Aoshi looked into Misao bluish-greenish eyes. Her eyes were more saddened by the question he asked. He could see she was struggling to sit up, but she couldn't. Her bruised up body refuse to do what she commanded. Instead Aoshi gently lifted her up from the straw that laid on the ground as her bed and gently carried her to the river to soak her wounds.
By the time they reached the river, he was done tearing the battered up dress from Misao's body. As he dipped her in, he felt her body flinch with pain. He saw droplets hit the water.
"Misao what's wrong?" he asked quietly. He cradled her body, holding her gently against his chest. He saw her tears. He whispered gentle words to her.
Finally she answered. Her voice was low and weak. "If Kaoru falls in love, not only will the person possess her soul, body, mind, and heart. But it will cost her, her life as well."