Thought Unforgivable
By: Nikumu Chan
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or their characters . . . I only own Mokoto Hikatone, who is not going to make another appearance.
A/n: I'M SOOO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!!!! . . . school . . . other stories . . . writer's block . . . pushy parents . . . and a life . . . Blame it on them . . . I know, weak excuses, but it's all I can come up with to make up for my LONG absence . . . SORRY!!! Really . . . I'll try and make this chapter long to make up for it . . . Forgiveness please??
Chapter 6: Horror
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Kaoru watched intently as Kenshin's eyes flashed. A chill ran down her spine. Those eyes . . . she didn't like them. She didn't like them one bit, but that was Kenshin . . . She feared for him though she knew his immense power as a swordsman. She knew that if he fought with THAT sword, danger would come and SOMEONE would be hurt, whether Kenshin or Shishio.
Kaoru watched in bemusement as Kenshin made some more demands. She saw his mouth move and could feel the power in is voice but she heard none, nothing at all. She felt Shishio chuckle, for she was held against his chest.
Kaoru gasped as she hit the floor. Her head clashed with the hard wood and she swore she was stars. Shishio'd thrown her to the side. 'How pleasant,' she thought wryly, watching the colored dots dance in her vision. Was it just her or was the room spinning?? Shaking it off as best she could, she shakily lifted her head from the floor and looked at Kenshin, ignoring the deafening pulse of throbs and offering a wobbly, but reassuring, smile.
She saw Kenshin take a step forward but stopped. "Don't go near her!" she heard Shishio protest. Kenshin looked as if he were going to say something when Shishio held the dagger at eye level. "I have very good aim," he commented breezily, cutting Kenshin off. Kenshin relented and backed away several steps, eyes downcast and hooded.
Kaoru's breath caught in her throat when she saw Shishio lunge suddenly; she opened her mouth to call out but she had no words. She became lost in the flurry of movement. Suddenly hearing a ping, as weapons met, her head jerked in the direction, causing ache to flash before her eyes. She winced. Blackness fought at the edge of her vision but she obstinately pushed it away. She had to make sure Kenshin would be okay.
Supporting her arms under her as the battle raged, she tried to push herself up. She nearly cried out as pain coursed through her. Kaoru gasped as a hand gripped her shoulder, pushing her back down. She looked up and saw Yumi crouched beside her.
"Best stay still, unless you want to hurt yourself more. Besides, you do NOT want to get in between them when they're fighting," Yumi warned.
Kaoru glared. "I've done it before." she protested though it was a complete lie. Trying to get up again, she shoved away Yumi's restraining hand. "Get offa me!" she hissed.
Yumi gasped as the disrespect and pulled her hand away.
Wincing against the pain, she sat up and tried to yell out for Kenshin. "K- " she decided against it when dangerous amber eyes flashed her way. Kaoru slowly backed against the wall, careful not to knock her head. Blackness still swam in her vision but she struggled to stay conscious.
Her eyes flickered left and right at each movement, trying to keep up with her sluggish senses. She glanced over at that Yumi and scowled at the girl, who clasped her hands in rapture and watched adoringly. Swords clashed again and Kaoru's head snapped that way, ignoring the temporary odd colors that took over her vision.
She couldn't keep up anymore. Her eyesight swam and everything seemed blurry. Swords collided loudly but she didn't bother looking. She heard a sharp intake of breath and Looked to Yumi then forced her head to look at Kenshin and Shishio. Kenshin's blade had met burnt flesh, Shishio's stomach, more exactly. Her eyes widened. Oh no! She took in Kenshin's terror. She knew he was afraid from there.
The weapon dropped from Kenshin's grasp, as did Shishio. The ex-swordsman stood there, staring in utter horror and disbelief as the bandaged man struggled to breath.
Kaoru saw Yumi immediately run over to her Lord. The world spun around her and she felt, suddenly, extremely dizzy and unstable. She struggled to her feet and staggered towards Kenshin. Blackness took over and she fainted in mid-step. "Kenshin," she breathed in awe before falling unconscious.
Kenshin felt his feet give out underneath him as Yumi nursed her dying Lord, cursing him brutally. "I'm sorry," he whispered truthfully. "It was an accident. I didn't mean it; it was completely unintentionally . . . I didn't-I'm sorry,"
Kenshin turned his gaze from the two and fixed it on the bloodied sword. No . . . He hadn't. He hadn't used that, had he? Kenshin didn't need an answer for that. Tearing his stare from the crimson weapon, he let it fall on Kaoru. He continued staring helplessly. He'd failed her. Getting a closer look, he realized she'd passed out. The better for him, he supposed. Now, Kenshin reflected, he didn't have to face her . . .
Frowning sadly, Kenshin carefully scooped her up, into his arms, bridal- style. Sending on last apologetic glance at the sobbing Yumi, Kenshin fled the room and left into the late night. Luckily, Kaoru wasn't heavy or he'd have a slight problem . . .
Kenshin didn't want to stop.
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Sanosuke made it back to the Kamiya dojo early that next morning. Megumi dropped her broom at the site of him, utterly shocked. She hadn't expected them to come back in one piece! Not that she doubted their skills or anything but . . . She nearly squealed in happiness, laughing her head off. She resisted hugging him, though. It seemed to UN-like her, though she would have if it was in her character. So, she settled for hopping around happily, which was, most likely, more out of character than hugging him.
Yahiko, hearing the commotion, hurried over. "Kenshin?! . . . Aww, it's only YOU," He teased. "I guess I'll go back to work," he said, turning away.
Megumi gasped at his rudeness and was ready to scold loudly but she stopped when she saw the boy's shoulders shake with, what she suspected, laughter. She frowned. "Yahiko!" she admonished anyway, "That was NOT funny! Turn around and say hello," she ordered.
Yahiko quickly shook his head, turned away to wipe away tears.
Megumi pursed her lips and stalked forward, grabbing the boy's shoulder. She spun him around and looked him in the face. Her anger melted when she saw his wet eyes.
Yahiko turned his head to avoid her gaze. "What ya lookin' at?" he muttered unpleasantly, scrubbing his eyes.
Megumi smiled softly and simply walked back to her sweeping.
Sanosuke grinned at the boy. "Yahiko!"
"Yeah?"
"I never saw it . . ."
A grin twitched at the boy's lips. "Thanks, Sano,"
~*~
Well, this IS a pitiful chapter but it's about 1,500 words so . . . Yeah . . . That's quite a bit for me actually . . . Please review!!
Remember me . . .
--Nikumu
By: Nikumu Chan
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or their characters . . . I only own Mokoto Hikatone, who is not going to make another appearance.
A/n: I'M SOOO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT!!!! . . . school . . . other stories . . . writer's block . . . pushy parents . . . and a life . . . Blame it on them . . . I know, weak excuses, but it's all I can come up with to make up for my LONG absence . . . SORRY!!! Really . . . I'll try and make this chapter long to make up for it . . . Forgiveness please??
Chapter 6: Horror
~*~
Kaoru watched intently as Kenshin's eyes flashed. A chill ran down her spine. Those eyes . . . she didn't like them. She didn't like them one bit, but that was Kenshin . . . She feared for him though she knew his immense power as a swordsman. She knew that if he fought with THAT sword, danger would come and SOMEONE would be hurt, whether Kenshin or Shishio.
Kaoru watched in bemusement as Kenshin made some more demands. She saw his mouth move and could feel the power in is voice but she heard none, nothing at all. She felt Shishio chuckle, for she was held against his chest.
Kaoru gasped as she hit the floor. Her head clashed with the hard wood and she swore she was stars. Shishio'd thrown her to the side. 'How pleasant,' she thought wryly, watching the colored dots dance in her vision. Was it just her or was the room spinning?? Shaking it off as best she could, she shakily lifted her head from the floor and looked at Kenshin, ignoring the deafening pulse of throbs and offering a wobbly, but reassuring, smile.
She saw Kenshin take a step forward but stopped. "Don't go near her!" she heard Shishio protest. Kenshin looked as if he were going to say something when Shishio held the dagger at eye level. "I have very good aim," he commented breezily, cutting Kenshin off. Kenshin relented and backed away several steps, eyes downcast and hooded.
Kaoru's breath caught in her throat when she saw Shishio lunge suddenly; she opened her mouth to call out but she had no words. She became lost in the flurry of movement. Suddenly hearing a ping, as weapons met, her head jerked in the direction, causing ache to flash before her eyes. She winced. Blackness fought at the edge of her vision but she obstinately pushed it away. She had to make sure Kenshin would be okay.
Supporting her arms under her as the battle raged, she tried to push herself up. She nearly cried out as pain coursed through her. Kaoru gasped as a hand gripped her shoulder, pushing her back down. She looked up and saw Yumi crouched beside her.
"Best stay still, unless you want to hurt yourself more. Besides, you do NOT want to get in between them when they're fighting," Yumi warned.
Kaoru glared. "I've done it before." she protested though it was a complete lie. Trying to get up again, she shoved away Yumi's restraining hand. "Get offa me!" she hissed.
Yumi gasped as the disrespect and pulled her hand away.
Wincing against the pain, she sat up and tried to yell out for Kenshin. "K- " she decided against it when dangerous amber eyes flashed her way. Kaoru slowly backed against the wall, careful not to knock her head. Blackness still swam in her vision but she struggled to stay conscious.
Her eyes flickered left and right at each movement, trying to keep up with her sluggish senses. She glanced over at that Yumi and scowled at the girl, who clasped her hands in rapture and watched adoringly. Swords clashed again and Kaoru's head snapped that way, ignoring the temporary odd colors that took over her vision.
She couldn't keep up anymore. Her eyesight swam and everything seemed blurry. Swords collided loudly but she didn't bother looking. She heard a sharp intake of breath and Looked to Yumi then forced her head to look at Kenshin and Shishio. Kenshin's blade had met burnt flesh, Shishio's stomach, more exactly. Her eyes widened. Oh no! She took in Kenshin's terror. She knew he was afraid from there.
The weapon dropped from Kenshin's grasp, as did Shishio. The ex-swordsman stood there, staring in utter horror and disbelief as the bandaged man struggled to breath.
Kaoru saw Yumi immediately run over to her Lord. The world spun around her and she felt, suddenly, extremely dizzy and unstable. She struggled to her feet and staggered towards Kenshin. Blackness took over and she fainted in mid-step. "Kenshin," she breathed in awe before falling unconscious.
Kenshin felt his feet give out underneath him as Yumi nursed her dying Lord, cursing him brutally. "I'm sorry," he whispered truthfully. "It was an accident. I didn't mean it; it was completely unintentionally . . . I didn't-I'm sorry,"
Kenshin turned his gaze from the two and fixed it on the bloodied sword. No . . . He hadn't. He hadn't used that, had he? Kenshin didn't need an answer for that. Tearing his stare from the crimson weapon, he let it fall on Kaoru. He continued staring helplessly. He'd failed her. Getting a closer look, he realized she'd passed out. The better for him, he supposed. Now, Kenshin reflected, he didn't have to face her . . .
Frowning sadly, Kenshin carefully scooped her up, into his arms, bridal- style. Sending on last apologetic glance at the sobbing Yumi, Kenshin fled the room and left into the late night. Luckily, Kaoru wasn't heavy or he'd have a slight problem . . .
Kenshin didn't want to stop.
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Sanosuke made it back to the Kamiya dojo early that next morning. Megumi dropped her broom at the site of him, utterly shocked. She hadn't expected them to come back in one piece! Not that she doubted their skills or anything but . . . She nearly squealed in happiness, laughing her head off. She resisted hugging him, though. It seemed to UN-like her, though she would have if it was in her character. So, she settled for hopping around happily, which was, most likely, more out of character than hugging him.
Yahiko, hearing the commotion, hurried over. "Kenshin?! . . . Aww, it's only YOU," He teased. "I guess I'll go back to work," he said, turning away.
Megumi gasped at his rudeness and was ready to scold loudly but she stopped when she saw the boy's shoulders shake with, what she suspected, laughter. She frowned. "Yahiko!" she admonished anyway, "That was NOT funny! Turn around and say hello," she ordered.
Yahiko quickly shook his head, turned away to wipe away tears.
Megumi pursed her lips and stalked forward, grabbing the boy's shoulder. She spun him around and looked him in the face. Her anger melted when she saw his wet eyes.
Yahiko turned his head to avoid her gaze. "What ya lookin' at?" he muttered unpleasantly, scrubbing his eyes.
Megumi smiled softly and simply walked back to her sweeping.
Sanosuke grinned at the boy. "Yahiko!"
"Yeah?"
"I never saw it . . ."
A grin twitched at the boy's lips. "Thanks, Sano,"
~*~
Well, this IS a pitiful chapter but it's about 1,500 words so . . . Yeah . . . That's quite a bit for me actually . . . Please review!!
Remember me . . .
--Nikumu