Authors Note: Sorry minna! I am just sooooooooooooo inspired to write an original
fanfiction. Oh well, hahahahahahahaha¡¦.
Chapter 1
A young girl about eighteen years stretched her arms to the ceiling. Yawning she got
up from her worn shabby bed.
"Kaoru!" a shrill voice rang throughout the house. Kaoru groaned, supporting her forehead
with her left hand. It was like any other morning for her, wake up at dawn, make the
breakfast (okay¡¦I know this is strange but she CAN cook in this story). There was nothing
else to it, oh sure, she occasionally worked on the farm, but that is just so much fun.
"Kaoru!"
"Coming m'am!" Kaoru replied. Mumbling curses she reluctantly shuffled downstairs to
make her majesty's (being sarcastic here) breakfast.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile on the other side of the kingdom a real majesty was actually eating breakfast.
"And after you eat we will go see the princess of Ordem," the king snorted and took a drink
of sake. The person he was talking to had flaming red hair and was now poking his food.
Trying to delay his meeting with the princess for even a second.
"Deshi? Are you listening?"
"Yes Shishou¡¦" he mumbled in reply.
"Good, now you servants, I want you to prepare the royal barge whilst I go get my cape."
The king swung around and began with loud thudding footsteps to the door and through the
hall.
Everyone with bowed heads shuffled out after him, leaving Kenshin all alone. He smirked,
getting up from his seat and throwing down the napkin. Walking over to the windows he
opened it on the ivy-covered side of the castle. The ivy had been growing there for
centuries, so one could hang there all day and the ivy wouldn't peel off or even snap.
Cautiously he lowered himself out the window and onto the little foot wide ledge.
Smirking he thought, Do they not think I will not escape a forced marriage?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Kaoru, I want you to go and gather up as many flowers as you can. Make sure they are
fresh and unspoiled," a very elegant woman in a dark purple kimono said.
"As you wish step mother," Kaoru bowed, when she really felt like ripping the old hags
hair from her ugly scalp.
"Mother, why is it that she is even AROUND us? She stinks of pigs and hay," a girl about
Kaoru's age whispered to her mother quite loudly.
"Hmph, I suppose you're right, but we mustn't after all, she is¡¦family," Kaoru's
stepmother said in response. Kaoru forced back a shiver, that slimy tone she was using, her
stepmother only used it when she felt as if she had to give more hard work that day. Kami-
sama, she had it bad as it was.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Heh, I suppose they meet in the next chapter, oh well
fanfiction. Oh well, hahahahahahahaha¡¦.
Chapter 1
A young girl about eighteen years stretched her arms to the ceiling. Yawning she got
up from her worn shabby bed.
"Kaoru!" a shrill voice rang throughout the house. Kaoru groaned, supporting her forehead
with her left hand. It was like any other morning for her, wake up at dawn, make the
breakfast (okay¡¦I know this is strange but she CAN cook in this story). There was nothing
else to it, oh sure, she occasionally worked on the farm, but that is just so much fun.
"Kaoru!"
"Coming m'am!" Kaoru replied. Mumbling curses she reluctantly shuffled downstairs to
make her majesty's (being sarcastic here) breakfast.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile on the other side of the kingdom a real majesty was actually eating breakfast.
"And after you eat we will go see the princess of Ordem," the king snorted and took a drink
of sake. The person he was talking to had flaming red hair and was now poking his food.
Trying to delay his meeting with the princess for even a second.
"Deshi? Are you listening?"
"Yes Shishou¡¦" he mumbled in reply.
"Good, now you servants, I want you to prepare the royal barge whilst I go get my cape."
The king swung around and began with loud thudding footsteps to the door and through the
hall.
Everyone with bowed heads shuffled out after him, leaving Kenshin all alone. He smirked,
getting up from his seat and throwing down the napkin. Walking over to the windows he
opened it on the ivy-covered side of the castle. The ivy had been growing there for
centuries, so one could hang there all day and the ivy wouldn't peel off or even snap.
Cautiously he lowered himself out the window and onto the little foot wide ledge.
Smirking he thought, Do they not think I will not escape a forced marriage?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"Kaoru, I want you to go and gather up as many flowers as you can. Make sure they are
fresh and unspoiled," a very elegant woman in a dark purple kimono said.
"As you wish step mother," Kaoru bowed, when she really felt like ripping the old hags
hair from her ugly scalp.
"Mother, why is it that she is even AROUND us? She stinks of pigs and hay," a girl about
Kaoru's age whispered to her mother quite loudly.
"Hmph, I suppose you're right, but we mustn't after all, she is¡¦family," Kaoru's
stepmother said in response. Kaoru forced back a shiver, that slimy tone she was using, her
stepmother only used it when she felt as if she had to give more hard work that day. Kami-
sama, she had it bad as it was.
~*~*~*~*~*~
Heh, I suppose they meet in the next chapter, oh well