So many words to say in a sentence
A/N: This is, yes, indeed a Kenshin and Tomoe fic. I think that they are the best couple, there love for each other was so much stronger then Kaoru and him, but that is my opinion, and yes I did add an OC but it is NOT anything to do with Kenshin/OC or anything. you will find out when you read it. Take care.
As he kicked a stone that was in his way, it skipped along the dirt that he was walking upon. His mind was barely controlling his movements, it is just one of those things that you do naturally when your mind is off farther then it wants to be. You could say that it was habit. Another thing that you could call a habit to him was for the fact that he always ended up promising someone one thing or another. As how he promised this person that he would come back here. Why? Because it was his habit of promising.
The ponytail that was tied loosely on the back of his head swished with the wind as it played with it. Hair covered his eyes to the point that he could barely see what was infront of him. Nevertheless, that did not matter; he always knew where he was going. And where he was going, was not a visit that he would enjoy, this place was between heaven and hell, for there was shadows that lust to hide in the alley but was cause by the shining sun.
It has been months since he has came back, but he would do anything for this person; love was a cruel thing, there was always a crack in it.
He bent down and sank into the dirt was in front of his destination, he put his hands together wishing for the best.
"I am sorry," he whispers softly, so soft that it seemed that the wind had picked up his words and let the breeze take it. The breeze cooled down the burning heat in his chest. He looked down at the small grave and closed his eyes tightly, he tried to imagine her smiling. she did not smile very much, but he could always picture a smile on anyone's face.
"Kenshin," He heard the wind cry his name; he sought of it to be her voice. He opened his eyes and turned around to find Ms. Kaoru standing there.
"Is this why you came back here," she asked, almost shouting, "is this why you came back here to Kyoto!" She took a few steps back to try to stop her hands from quivering in fear. She knew what this place meant to him, and she did not want him to take anything offensively. She has been so worried about him, he was so quiet ever since he has came here. He set his hands down and raised his head.
He gave a sigh and said, "One of them, I cannot fill in the engravement of Kyoto that is written in my heart, nor the person of whom I have lost."
"But Kenshin," she said, with a voice saying that she did not mean any offence, "You have been coming here everyday since we have arrived to Kyoto, I thought you wanted to leave this place behind you?" She widened her eyes, she didn't know how he was going to answer to this.
But all he did was grin.
"I never did Ms. Kaoru, I never did indeed. Like I said before, I cannot fill in the engravements of these places and people out of my heart, and besides, I didn't engrave these things for nothing." She widened her eyes and closed them a bit and gave a faint smile.
"Lets go and eat dinner now Ms. Kaoru, since I am sure that is why you have came here." *~*~*~*
"Ah Kenshin! Put a smile on your face! An outfit isn't fit without a smile!" Kenshin looked up at Misao, who's face was much too close to to his own. His soup was right between her hands, and he only hoped that she didn't spill it.
"What is wrong with you?" She said backing away and putting her hands on her hips, "You have been down in the dumps ever since you came back from that graveyard!"
He took a sip of his soup and set his bowl on the table, "I thank you for the concern Misao, but I am fine, really, I know that I should cheer up, I will try." He looked down at his meal, and looked at his reflection in the thin, brown, broth with vegetables floating in it
"May I be excused?" He said getting up and walking out os the dining room. With many eyes staring upon him.
"HEY!" Misao cried, putting her foot on the table, "I NEVER SAID THAT YOU WERE EXCUSED!" But he did not here her her, or did not even attempt to listen.
He walked away from the house and entered the many streets of Kyoto. And to think, these streets that are filled with so many innocent lives, were streets where he has shed so much blood. His hands were clean of blood, but that still does not mean that he has not once had blood on him. His heart pumped his own blood, that was never spread and stained on other men. *~*~*~*~
He finally came back from his wandering through the streets and returned to Misao's home, he walked into the room where he was staying and layed on the bed. He closed his eyes with his heart sunk to the bottom.
"Tomoe!" he cried, reaching for her, but no matter how far he reached, the distance between them was still the same. He ran, but it just seemed that she was being pushed farther and farther away from him, his scar glowed red and bled the blood that he deserved to loose. He took one more step and the black of nothing turned into a soft blue, the soft blue filled whatever was out there. He was also younger again, he wore the outfit that he wore when he was fighting in the Revolution, and he wore his hair in a high ponytail that swished uncontrollably.
"Why are you acting like this?" she cried out to him, "do not be sorry over my death Kenshin! I want you to remember it! Not make it crush your spirit!" He only looked at her with the utmost passion in her eyes.
"Tomoe, I can't help it, I just want you to rest in peace." Tomoe closed her eyes and walked slowly up to him, she grabbed Kenshin's wrists and put his arms around her.
"You want me to rest in peace?" She said looking up to him, "I want to see our boy again." Kenshin only looked to the side, "Or is that another thing that you left behind in Kyoto?" She said again looking up with a glare, not with anger but of so much pain.
"I didn't put him up for adoption to see him again, after you died Tomoe, I didn't want to see anything again." He looked down at her, seeing his son again? What was she thinking? He has only seen as a baby, he and Tomoe took care of him before she had died, he wanted him to live the life that he wanted, would this child cause his so much pain? But. he brought him onto this world, doesn't he have the right to see him? Or is it that he just does not want to see him, but he has to keep some things from the past. But he also gave him away, like an item only he was real, he was living, he was a life, and a life is something that you should never take nor give away.
"Please, Kenshin! Take him to my grave, so I can admire how beautiful he is becoming." She layed her head upon his chest and said, "Remember when I was in labor, and. the doctor wouldn't let you in because you were Battousai the Manslayer?"
Kenshin looked down at her and said, "Yes. I was about to kill him for not letting me in." She gave a grin and looked at him, "And remember when he finally came out, and I held him in my arms, and you came in, when the nurses tried to send you back, and you looked at him, and he looked at you, and he just smiled. The nurses said that he must have been the most beautiful baby boy, and that he looked just like his father, with the violet eyes and the red hair that just stuck up from his head."
She put her head down as kenshin looked to the side, remembering. She looked up at him again and stroked Kenshin's scar on his left cheek, "Please Kenshin, for me, I want him to know who I am!"
She grabbed Kenshin's hand and squeezed.
"What did we name him?" He asked, she looed up at him with shock, "You don't remember what we named him?"
He bent his head down to her ear and said, "No, I just want to here his name come out of your voice," he gave a grin and she giggled slightly, "Kianu, we named him Kianu."
He kissed her ontop of her head considering that he would find what he has lost in the past. *~*~*~*
A/N: I hope that you all liked it, I think that I did a good job on this, but my opinion doesn't matter. R&R PLEEZ!!
A/N: This is, yes, indeed a Kenshin and Tomoe fic. I think that they are the best couple, there love for each other was so much stronger then Kaoru and him, but that is my opinion, and yes I did add an OC but it is NOT anything to do with Kenshin/OC or anything. you will find out when you read it. Take care.
As he kicked a stone that was in his way, it skipped along the dirt that he was walking upon. His mind was barely controlling his movements, it is just one of those things that you do naturally when your mind is off farther then it wants to be. You could say that it was habit. Another thing that you could call a habit to him was for the fact that he always ended up promising someone one thing or another. As how he promised this person that he would come back here. Why? Because it was his habit of promising.
The ponytail that was tied loosely on the back of his head swished with the wind as it played with it. Hair covered his eyes to the point that he could barely see what was infront of him. Nevertheless, that did not matter; he always knew where he was going. And where he was going, was not a visit that he would enjoy, this place was between heaven and hell, for there was shadows that lust to hide in the alley but was cause by the shining sun.
It has been months since he has came back, but he would do anything for this person; love was a cruel thing, there was always a crack in it.
He bent down and sank into the dirt was in front of his destination, he put his hands together wishing for the best.
"I am sorry," he whispers softly, so soft that it seemed that the wind had picked up his words and let the breeze take it. The breeze cooled down the burning heat in his chest. He looked down at the small grave and closed his eyes tightly, he tried to imagine her smiling. she did not smile very much, but he could always picture a smile on anyone's face.
"Kenshin," He heard the wind cry his name; he sought of it to be her voice. He opened his eyes and turned around to find Ms. Kaoru standing there.
"Is this why you came back here," she asked, almost shouting, "is this why you came back here to Kyoto!" She took a few steps back to try to stop her hands from quivering in fear. She knew what this place meant to him, and she did not want him to take anything offensively. She has been so worried about him, he was so quiet ever since he has came here. He set his hands down and raised his head.
He gave a sigh and said, "One of them, I cannot fill in the engravement of Kyoto that is written in my heart, nor the person of whom I have lost."
"But Kenshin," she said, with a voice saying that she did not mean any offence, "You have been coming here everyday since we have arrived to Kyoto, I thought you wanted to leave this place behind you?" She widened her eyes, she didn't know how he was going to answer to this.
But all he did was grin.
"I never did Ms. Kaoru, I never did indeed. Like I said before, I cannot fill in the engravements of these places and people out of my heart, and besides, I didn't engrave these things for nothing." She widened her eyes and closed them a bit and gave a faint smile.
"Lets go and eat dinner now Ms. Kaoru, since I am sure that is why you have came here." *~*~*~*
"Ah Kenshin! Put a smile on your face! An outfit isn't fit without a smile!" Kenshin looked up at Misao, who's face was much too close to to his own. His soup was right between her hands, and he only hoped that she didn't spill it.
"What is wrong with you?" She said backing away and putting her hands on her hips, "You have been down in the dumps ever since you came back from that graveyard!"
He took a sip of his soup and set his bowl on the table, "I thank you for the concern Misao, but I am fine, really, I know that I should cheer up, I will try." He looked down at his meal, and looked at his reflection in the thin, brown, broth with vegetables floating in it
"May I be excused?" He said getting up and walking out os the dining room. With many eyes staring upon him.
"HEY!" Misao cried, putting her foot on the table, "I NEVER SAID THAT YOU WERE EXCUSED!" But he did not here her her, or did not even attempt to listen.
He walked away from the house and entered the many streets of Kyoto. And to think, these streets that are filled with so many innocent lives, were streets where he has shed so much blood. His hands were clean of blood, but that still does not mean that he has not once had blood on him. His heart pumped his own blood, that was never spread and stained on other men. *~*~*~*~
He finally came back from his wandering through the streets and returned to Misao's home, he walked into the room where he was staying and layed on the bed. He closed his eyes with his heart sunk to the bottom.
"Tomoe!" he cried, reaching for her, but no matter how far he reached, the distance between them was still the same. He ran, but it just seemed that she was being pushed farther and farther away from him, his scar glowed red and bled the blood that he deserved to loose. He took one more step and the black of nothing turned into a soft blue, the soft blue filled whatever was out there. He was also younger again, he wore the outfit that he wore when he was fighting in the Revolution, and he wore his hair in a high ponytail that swished uncontrollably.
"Why are you acting like this?" she cried out to him, "do not be sorry over my death Kenshin! I want you to remember it! Not make it crush your spirit!" He only looked at her with the utmost passion in her eyes.
"Tomoe, I can't help it, I just want you to rest in peace." Tomoe closed her eyes and walked slowly up to him, she grabbed Kenshin's wrists and put his arms around her.
"You want me to rest in peace?" She said looking up to him, "I want to see our boy again." Kenshin only looked to the side, "Or is that another thing that you left behind in Kyoto?" She said again looking up with a glare, not with anger but of so much pain.
"I didn't put him up for adoption to see him again, after you died Tomoe, I didn't want to see anything again." He looked down at her, seeing his son again? What was she thinking? He has only seen as a baby, he and Tomoe took care of him before she had died, he wanted him to live the life that he wanted, would this child cause his so much pain? But. he brought him onto this world, doesn't he have the right to see him? Or is it that he just does not want to see him, but he has to keep some things from the past. But he also gave him away, like an item only he was real, he was living, he was a life, and a life is something that you should never take nor give away.
"Please, Kenshin! Take him to my grave, so I can admire how beautiful he is becoming." She layed her head upon his chest and said, "Remember when I was in labor, and. the doctor wouldn't let you in because you were Battousai the Manslayer?"
Kenshin looked down at her and said, "Yes. I was about to kill him for not letting me in." She gave a grin and looked at him, "And remember when he finally came out, and I held him in my arms, and you came in, when the nurses tried to send you back, and you looked at him, and he looked at you, and he just smiled. The nurses said that he must have been the most beautiful baby boy, and that he looked just like his father, with the violet eyes and the red hair that just stuck up from his head."
She put her head down as kenshin looked to the side, remembering. She looked up at him again and stroked Kenshin's scar on his left cheek, "Please Kenshin, for me, I want him to know who I am!"
She grabbed Kenshin's hand and squeezed.
"What did we name him?" He asked, she looed up at him with shock, "You don't remember what we named him?"
He bent his head down to her ear and said, "No, I just want to here his name come out of your voice," he gave a grin and she giggled slightly, "Kianu, we named him Kianu."
He kissed her ontop of her head considering that he would find what he has lost in the past. *~*~*~*
A/N: I hope that you all liked it, I think that I did a good job on this, but my opinion doesn't matter. R&R PLEEZ!!