~Chapter Five- Wanting, but not getting~

After dinner was over and done with, Misao and Yahiko decided to go out and watch the fireflies, and at least attempt to catch one.

Sanoske wanted nothing more then to get to bed. He was pooped out from dealing with Yahiko all day. That didn't stop him though for catching Kenshin into a corner, and talking with him.

"Kenshin….what's going on with that little missy?! I just don't understand why she left like that from the dinner table, and the way she wouldn't look or talk to you….or even say anything nice about that dress you had made for her." Sanoske explained to Kenshin.

Kenshin looked to the floor.

"I…..don't know what's wrong with her to tell you the truth, Sano. Perhaps…..maybe…..I did something to upset her. Do you think it's possible, Sano?" Kenshin questioned in a sad tone.

Sanoske sighed, and put his hand on Kenshin's shoulder.

"I donno, buddy, but….I think you should go see how's she's doing. Maybe she wants you to come, even if it doesn't seem like it."

Kenshin nodded to Sanoske.

"Thank you. I'll do that then, that I will. What will you do now, Sano?" Kenshin questioned the much taller man then he.

Sanoske smiled.

"I think I'll get a bath, then go to bed. I'm pooped. I'll talk to yah tomorrow, alright! Good luck by the way, too."

Kenshin nodded again, as Sanoske walked away.

Kenshin looked to the staircase, up to the forth floor.

*I'll be going up there to get to my room anyway, so….I mine as well go check on her. Who knows. Maybe Sano was right. Maybe she wants me to come up, even if it doesn't seem like it.* He assured himself as he began to walk up the stairs to her room.

When Kenshin got to her hallway, he slowly walked down the darkened passage, and towards Karou's room.

When he reached her door though, he suddenly stopped.

His hand trembled as he was going to knock, but then he brought his hand to his side and stared down to his feet.

*But what if Miss Karou did want to be left alone? What if I knocked on this door and she would be angry with me for disturbing her?! She's already not speaking to me. Do I really wanna make her even more upset?* He thought with despair.

Inside her room, he carefully heard soft sobbing.

He couldn't just ignore it.

He cautiously cracked open her door to look inside.

His eyes became filled with sorrow when he saw Karou in her night kimono, crying into the dress that he had had made for her on her bed.

He wanted to say something.

He wanted to desperately hold her and tell her everything would be okay.

He wanted to know why she was so sad.

He wanted.

That was all he could think of!

He just wanted.

Wanted, but never got.

Was it the same with her?

He didn't know.

Finally, he made the decision to close the door and leave her be.

Maybe it was best.

He slowly closed her door shut, and walked down the hallway, up to his room.

Karou had barley heard the door click shut, and she looked up from the dampened violet dress to the door.

She stared at the door for a long while.

She finally got up from the bed and walked over to the door.

Kenshin hid behind a wall at the end of the hallway, listening, as her door opened slightly.

She looked out into the dark hallway, and then down both directions.

"……Kenshin?" She questioned the stillness with a tattered voice of unhappiness.

It had been that way because she had been crying ever since she had reached her room after dinner.

Kenshin heard her question the darkness with his name.

He, yet again, wanted so badly to reply.

But what was he to say?!?!

He didn't know.

And so he continued to head up the staircase towards his story.

He couldn't say anything.

Not one word.

Karou stood there in the hallway for a long time, and he watched from high on the top floor.

He stared as she fell to her knees slowly, while still clinging to the door.

Finally, she brought herself back into her room, and shut the door.

He sighed sadly and looked up to the ceiling above his head.

"I'm sorry, Miss Karou." He spoke.

He then headed to his room, and shut the door behind him.

He figured it was no use anymore to try and make peace with Karou.

Not now that he couldn't even say anything to her without feeling helpless.

Why was everything like this?

He hadn't the slightest clue.

~A short chapter, yes, but a good chapter, even more yes! Keep reading!~

~Smile B~