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Kaoru woke up with the worst headache she ever had, she could hardly remember why she had one. Then all the memories of the night before flooded over her. 'Stupid Battousai! Why did he have to hit me over the head with his wakizashi?!' Her mind screamed and then she began to observe the room she was in. She was in a queen-sized bed where only a sheet was covering her, 'give thanks to Battousai to try to freeze you to death.' The room was a little too chilly for winter and with only her yukata on her still, it didn't help much. She wondered if anything was in the closet, so she walked over and opened it up. She sighed when all she saw was a bunch of black gi's and white hakama's which would be very loose on her. She would have to wear something besides her yukata though, so she grabbed one gi and one hakama and laid them out on the bed. Hurryingly, she began to change, as if someone would burst in the room at the very moment. Finishing tying the knot on the hakama, she quickly put the gi on and tried to close it up as much as she could, because it partially exposed her breasts.
Clutching the exposed part in one of her hands, she opened the door slowly. She was at the dead-end of a hallway, she closed the door quietly. She began to walk very slowly down the hall, as a living room came to view. She was just about to pass a near-by door, when it swung open, she jumped back against the wall and held her other hand to her heart. Battousai was standing there (with out a gi, just a hakama on) with the same icy cold stare he always has, with katana at hand as he glared at her more, he resheathed it. "Why are you wearing MY clothes?" He asked her angrily, normally she would have stuttered nervously, but she was mad at him also. "Hmpf! First of all it's zero degrees in here, and I'm not going around in my yukata all day!" She yelled at him, which she immediately thought that was a mistake. He stared at her more and she began to look down at her feet, blushing at the site of him without a gi on. She started fidgeting, switching her weight to one leg to the other. He finally sighed closing his eyes, "fine." She blinked and looked up at him, "huh?" He opened up his eyes which were not as icy looking as before, "I'll get you some clothes... Later." She nodded. "Go sit on a chair in the living room, I'll be there in a minute."
While Battousai put one of his (many) black gis on himself and strapped his katana and wakizashi securely on his hakama's belt his thoughts were full of questions. 'Her Ki was very strong... More normal than any other girl's. I thought she was an enemy.' Behind her Ki though, he felt a very strong distant ki. What is this girl hiding?
She waited for him to come out of his room while wondering how she could ever live with a famous hitokiri killing machine like him as she closed her eyes. She glanced at the near-by fire place and looked up to see matches on a table next to her. She jumped up in delight finally some heat! She opened the matches, took one out, and tried to light one. Once. Failed. Twice. Failed. Five. Failed. Eight, Twenty, Thirty tries. Fail, Fail, Fail! She stared at the match angrily and threw it down. "What are these 100 years old?!" She yelled. Hearing footsteps come over to her she froze, Battousai grabbed her shoulders and made her face him, making her yelp. He took the matches from her hands, grabbed one, and lit one the first time. She blinked a few times and pouted. "Show off." She blushed again and quickly clutched the gi in her hand, he was amused by this girl but you couldn't tell it by looking at his face. "You. Can you cook?" She blinked wondering where the question came from, blushed a deeper pink and looked down at her feet again, "...I-uh-not very good..." She managed to say.
He walked into the kitchen, leaving an uncomfortable Kaoru standing at the same spot for a few moments, looking down at her feet. The sounds of clinging pots made Kaoru look up, Battousai looked like he was going to fix something to eat. She blushed deeper, not knowing how to cook was embarrassing! She finally managed to compose herself and sat down silently by the fire. She heard the sound of a knife chopping something up against the marble table, feet padding across the floor, and finally it came to a stop for a few minutes. She turned to see Battousai walking to her and she quickly clutched the gi again. He silently sat a tray next to her and sat down on the chair she was previously in. He closed his eyes and put two fingers to his temples, looking like he was deep in thought. She looked at the tray, a bowl of rice and some chopped cucumbers were prepared. She turned to him, "thank you." He didn't move at all but she smiled anyway and turned back to her food.
The food was delicious, but if she said that to him she knew he wouldn't say anything. Still sitting in the chair with his eyes closed, she gathered her food on the tray and picked it up. Stepping into the kitchen she began to rinse the plates. Battousai finally opened his eyelids a little and looked at her, since the sink was facing his way, and she had to wash with two hands her gi exposed the sides of her breasts. Her face had a tinge of pink on them and he mentally smirked. His clothes were far to loose for her, but the gi exposed some of her figure nicely.
He closed his eyes again he didn't want to stare at her or she would always be uneasy around him. If he was going to have her at her apartment he figured he shouldn't scare her to death, not every day you get to stay with a famous hitokiri like himself. Suddenly a knock was heard on the door, Kaoru gave a small yelp and clutched her gi tightly. She turned around, and waited for him to answer the door. The sound of a click was heard as a person entered, "Greetings Himura-san."
Battousai glared at the boy, "Soujirou..." he was tired of him smiling all the time. Soujirou entered as Battousai stepped out of the way. "Ah-" Soujirou exclaimed seeing the side of Kaoru's face. "This must be Kamiya-san. No?" She turned fully to examine the boy he was only a few inches shorter then Battousai (since Battousai was shorter then most men) and was smiling. "How-?" She was cut short by Soujirou, "now do you think we would get Battousai to capture a random girl? Of course our boss knew your name." He answered her question without her even asking it, he turned back to Battousai, "Seijurou-san told me to give you this." Soujirou's smile seem to disappear when he handed him a note folded once. 'Seijurou? For some odd reason I feel like I've heard that name before.' Kaoru thought silently watching the two, Batoussai nodded at the boy as Soujirou said his goodbyes to them both and left. After Batoussai had locked the door he looked over at her. He shook his head which caused her to raise an eyebrow, she heard him mumble under his breath, "we definitely need to get you some clothes." Kaoru angrily glared at him, "hmpf." She exclaimed loudly, it wasn't her fault he had no other clothes.
"Lets go." It was an hour later and they were both in seperate chairs. Kaoru was reading a book and Battousai kept glaring at her. She held up her finger and then looked up at him, "what were you saying?" "I said," he began, "let's go." He stood up from his seat, "go where?" He looked down at her and she started to blush lightly. "Somewhere to get you clothes." Kaoru jumped up, "what?! I'm not going out like this!" He snorted, "I'm not leaving you here alone." It was her turn to snort, "you haven't even gave me the courtesy of telling me why you kidnapped me and now you think I'll try to escape? Your damn right I would! But I am NOT going out like this and that's final." She flopped back down into the chair and began to read her book again. Only if looks could kill, she'd be dead by now. He was staring at her angrily for minutes. "I wasn't told why I had to kidnap you." He admitted. "I never ask questions. As a hitokiri, you just follow your orders." Kaoru gasped, she didn't think he would ever talk to her unless he really got annoyed with her.
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Japanese terms (1st & 2nd chapter):
Bokken - Wooden Sword
Hitokiri - Manslayer/Assassin
Katana - Long sword
Wakazashi - Short sword
Yukata - Robe
Please Review, I accept flames even if they're not very nice =)
Kaoru woke up with the worst headache she ever had, she could hardly remember why she had one. Then all the memories of the night before flooded over her. 'Stupid Battousai! Why did he have to hit me over the head with his wakizashi?!' Her mind screamed and then she began to observe the room she was in. She was in a queen-sized bed where only a sheet was covering her, 'give thanks to Battousai to try to freeze you to death.' The room was a little too chilly for winter and with only her yukata on her still, it didn't help much. She wondered if anything was in the closet, so she walked over and opened it up. She sighed when all she saw was a bunch of black gi's and white hakama's which would be very loose on her. She would have to wear something besides her yukata though, so she grabbed one gi and one hakama and laid them out on the bed. Hurryingly, she began to change, as if someone would burst in the room at the very moment. Finishing tying the knot on the hakama, she quickly put the gi on and tried to close it up as much as she could, because it partially exposed her breasts.
Clutching the exposed part in one of her hands, she opened the door slowly. She was at the dead-end of a hallway, she closed the door quietly. She began to walk very slowly down the hall, as a living room came to view. She was just about to pass a near-by door, when it swung open, she jumped back against the wall and held her other hand to her heart. Battousai was standing there (with out a gi, just a hakama on) with the same icy cold stare he always has, with katana at hand as he glared at her more, he resheathed it. "Why are you wearing MY clothes?" He asked her angrily, normally she would have stuttered nervously, but she was mad at him also. "Hmpf! First of all it's zero degrees in here, and I'm not going around in my yukata all day!" She yelled at him, which she immediately thought that was a mistake. He stared at her more and she began to look down at her feet, blushing at the site of him without a gi on. She started fidgeting, switching her weight to one leg to the other. He finally sighed closing his eyes, "fine." She blinked and looked up at him, "huh?" He opened up his eyes which were not as icy looking as before, "I'll get you some clothes... Later." She nodded. "Go sit on a chair in the living room, I'll be there in a minute."
While Battousai put one of his (many) black gis on himself and strapped his katana and wakizashi securely on his hakama's belt his thoughts were full of questions. 'Her Ki was very strong... More normal than any other girl's. I thought she was an enemy.' Behind her Ki though, he felt a very strong distant ki. What is this girl hiding?
She waited for him to come out of his room while wondering how she could ever live with a famous hitokiri killing machine like him as she closed her eyes. She glanced at the near-by fire place and looked up to see matches on a table next to her. She jumped up in delight finally some heat! She opened the matches, took one out, and tried to light one. Once. Failed. Twice. Failed. Five. Failed. Eight, Twenty, Thirty tries. Fail, Fail, Fail! She stared at the match angrily and threw it down. "What are these 100 years old?!" She yelled. Hearing footsteps come over to her she froze, Battousai grabbed her shoulders and made her face him, making her yelp. He took the matches from her hands, grabbed one, and lit one the first time. She blinked a few times and pouted. "Show off." She blushed again and quickly clutched the gi in her hand, he was amused by this girl but you couldn't tell it by looking at his face. "You. Can you cook?" She blinked wondering where the question came from, blushed a deeper pink and looked down at her feet again, "...I-uh-not very good..." She managed to say.
He walked into the kitchen, leaving an uncomfortable Kaoru standing at the same spot for a few moments, looking down at her feet. The sounds of clinging pots made Kaoru look up, Battousai looked like he was going to fix something to eat. She blushed deeper, not knowing how to cook was embarrassing! She finally managed to compose herself and sat down silently by the fire. She heard the sound of a knife chopping something up against the marble table, feet padding across the floor, and finally it came to a stop for a few minutes. She turned to see Battousai walking to her and she quickly clutched the gi again. He silently sat a tray next to her and sat down on the chair she was previously in. He closed his eyes and put two fingers to his temples, looking like he was deep in thought. She looked at the tray, a bowl of rice and some chopped cucumbers were prepared. She turned to him, "thank you." He didn't move at all but she smiled anyway and turned back to her food.
The food was delicious, but if she said that to him she knew he wouldn't say anything. Still sitting in the chair with his eyes closed, she gathered her food on the tray and picked it up. Stepping into the kitchen she began to rinse the plates. Battousai finally opened his eyelids a little and looked at her, since the sink was facing his way, and she had to wash with two hands her gi exposed the sides of her breasts. Her face had a tinge of pink on them and he mentally smirked. His clothes were far to loose for her, but the gi exposed some of her figure nicely.
He closed his eyes again he didn't want to stare at her or she would always be uneasy around him. If he was going to have her at her apartment he figured he shouldn't scare her to death, not every day you get to stay with a famous hitokiri like himself. Suddenly a knock was heard on the door, Kaoru gave a small yelp and clutched her gi tightly. She turned around, and waited for him to answer the door. The sound of a click was heard as a person entered, "Greetings Himura-san."
Battousai glared at the boy, "Soujirou..." he was tired of him smiling all the time. Soujirou entered as Battousai stepped out of the way. "Ah-" Soujirou exclaimed seeing the side of Kaoru's face. "This must be Kamiya-san. No?" She turned fully to examine the boy he was only a few inches shorter then Battousai (since Battousai was shorter then most men) and was smiling. "How-?" She was cut short by Soujirou, "now do you think we would get Battousai to capture a random girl? Of course our boss knew your name." He answered her question without her even asking it, he turned back to Battousai, "Seijurou-san told me to give you this." Soujirou's smile seem to disappear when he handed him a note folded once. 'Seijurou? For some odd reason I feel like I've heard that name before.' Kaoru thought silently watching the two, Batoussai nodded at the boy as Soujirou said his goodbyes to them both and left. After Batoussai had locked the door he looked over at her. He shook his head which caused her to raise an eyebrow, she heard him mumble under his breath, "we definitely need to get you some clothes." Kaoru angrily glared at him, "hmpf." She exclaimed loudly, it wasn't her fault he had no other clothes.
"Lets go." It was an hour later and they were both in seperate chairs. Kaoru was reading a book and Battousai kept glaring at her. She held up her finger and then looked up at him, "what were you saying?" "I said," he began, "let's go." He stood up from his seat, "go where?" He looked down at her and she started to blush lightly. "Somewhere to get you clothes." Kaoru jumped up, "what?! I'm not going out like this!" He snorted, "I'm not leaving you here alone." It was her turn to snort, "you haven't even gave me the courtesy of telling me why you kidnapped me and now you think I'll try to escape? Your damn right I would! But I am NOT going out like this and that's final." She flopped back down into the chair and began to read her book again. Only if looks could kill, she'd be dead by now. He was staring at her angrily for minutes. "I wasn't told why I had to kidnap you." He admitted. "I never ask questions. As a hitokiri, you just follow your orders." Kaoru gasped, she didn't think he would ever talk to her unless he really got annoyed with her.
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Japanese terms (1st & 2nd chapter):
Bokken - Wooden Sword
Hitokiri - Manslayer/Assassin
Katana - Long sword
Wakazashi - Short sword
Yukata - Robe
Please Review, I accept flames even if they're not very nice =)