*sobs* Poor Kenshin... oh well.. Lemme tell you, I'm trying to make my chapters A LOT longer, so please don't expect them as frequently. Just so you all know, my life has returned to a state of normalcy. (Meaning my father is better and I'm back to a normal school routine) *sigh* I can't tell if that's good or bad.. Oh well. it's not like you care! You just wanna read chapter 11! And here it is!

Chapter 11

Disclaimer: None of the characters belong to me. x.x

Warning: Though this story has been pretty mild so far, this is where it gets.. Erm. interesting. Just want to warn you. It isn't -that- bad, though, so please read on. ^^

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As if regarding his actions, the sky soon darkened and thunder clapped from over head clouds. Kaoru looked up to the sky, blinking with widened eyes. "Akira..is it me or was that really sudden?" She asked, stopping in her tracks to turn to look at him.

He seemed to be in a hurry for somewhere, though he didn't even tell her where they were going. They were also not heading in the direction of any of the major restaurants. Kaoru pretended not to notice, though she very much did. She figured he had a surprise for her, and she didn't want to ruin it and ask.

He turned to look at her. "Kaoru, it's only rain.. It's all right. now let's go." He said, immediately leading her in the direction they were originally going.

She blinked. She hadn't noticed this part of him when they last were together. She guessed they had reservations at some restaurant, and again didn't question it.

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Kenshin sighed, kicking a rock as he walked down the dusty road. He cursed himself; it was all his fault. If he had had the nerve to tell her how he felt. If he had just been truthful from the start. Then maybe. maybe she wouldn't have fallen in love with someone else.

He had thoughts like that for about twenty minutes, his gaze set to the road, when he heard high pitched shrieking sounds. He blinked, and they wouldn't go away. His instincts told him something was wrong.

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There are many definitions to being "Up against the wall". As in being forced to do something, or actually being forced against a literal wall. In this case, Kaoru was both.

"P-Please. Akira.. NO!" She screamed, tears streaming down her cheeks. She mentally kicked herself. How could she have been so stupid and blind? She should have seen it. There -was- a reason he was rushing her away from the city.

Akira said nothing, but he grinned at her fruitless struggle. This was his specialty -taking advantage of pretty young women who were 'weak'. Or, weak in his opinion. She was weak from crying the evening he met her, and very vulnerable.

Her left kimono sleeve was torn, and the silk remnants blew in the wind. Her right sleeve, however, was pushed down her arm. It was beginning to get cold out, and the wind and the light drizzle of rain only made it worse. The only thing that came between her skin and the weather -not to mention Akira, were bandages that she had wrapped around herself.

She was thankful that she had those on, but in the long run she knew it was no use. She couldn't fight against the man. She was weaponless, and 'up against the wall'.

He didn't listen to her cries, and instead began to busy himself with untying her obi. He grinned, knowing there was a dagger hidden in his sleeve. It was for multiple purposes: He could use it to calm her down when she tried to attack -him-, and he would use it to kill her when he finished doing what he wanted to her. He didn't want her running around using her overly large mouth to tell police about his escapades. He enjoyed this; it was exhilarating.

"KENSHIN!!!" She screamed, out of habit. In a split second, she had realized how much she had lost. Kenshin was her only love, and she knew it. She knew love at first sight could only happen once in a lifetime, and she hadn't felt that way with Akira. In fact. the only reason she cared at all was because he was there, and he listened. But did he really listen? He was just trying to wine her and dine her to become friendly, and then.. and then. She realized this was all pre determined. He hadn't talked to her in the market that evening because she was upset. It was because she looked frail and weak. Well, this was one girl Akira should not have messed with, she thought.

She tried to kick him with all of her remaining strength, but he caught her foot in mid launch. "No, no, no, Kaoru.." Akira sneered. He was about to slice her obi with the blade, but stopped in mid thrust. He paled a considerable amount, and Kaoru knew not why. She saw nothing in the dark, dank alleyway he had stuck her in.

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A blade ran down Akira's back. A blunt blade. A reverse blade. He paled because Kaoru's call had beckoned the Battousai, for he was the only one who carried a reverse blade in the times of supposed peace in the Meiji.

He glared daggers at Akira's back, as he stepped out of the shadows.

"If you value any life at all you have left, I suggest you let Kaoru go. Right now."

Kaoru's eyes widened in shock and surprise.

It looks like Prince Charming had come to her rescue.

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Whee! Done! Sorry I couldn't get this out sooner. My computer kept losing it. --+ Evil demon, it is.. It is a bit longer, though! And sorry for the abrupt.. erm.. change.. I just thought that would be very angsty and exciting, but I didn't give a lot of details so I could remain in my PG ratings.

Next chapter will probably be the last for this story, but I don't know yet.

Ja,

*~*Kaoru-dono*~*