Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin. I don't earn money for this. I don't want to be sued. =3
Title – What We See In the Rain
Summary – Kaoru, a 22-year-old volunteer worker for the police, was sent to live in a small rundown town to investigate the death of Tomoe Yukishiro and the parents of Himura Kenshin. Of course, dealing with a little romance. [A/U - K/K]
A/N – Before you read, I want to let you know that.. when they first met it was a Friday, and now today is Saturday.. and so on. And, their conversations go like.. 'Kaoru, Kenshin, Kaoru, Kenshin, etc, etc.' unless, the other person isn't going to speak or they're talking to themselves. o:
Sighing once more, Kenshin fell upon his new bed and stared at the blank ceiling of his new room. It was currently late afternoon and he had just picked up his things from his old house; the man who had kicked him out had graciously invited him inside and given him a large box that contained most of his belongings, the others were probably being sold off by now.
Tomorrow's Tomoe's funeral.. he thought suddenly, eyes darkening. Another voice in his head added, and your parent's too. He glanced at the clock that hung at the other side of the room, 4:02 PM.. It should be almost time for Kaoru to get home. I might as well ask her to come, if she doesn't have plans, that is. Rolling off his bed, he made his way towards the living room and sat down upon the couch and looked out the window.
A few moments later, Kaoru walked up to the door and was unlocked it. She smiled towards the redhead as she came in, "Hi, Kenshin! I've brought some new clothes for you. And.. also some food for the both of us. I think we can make some miso soup and some other stuff." Being someone who was not good at cooking, she probably did not know what to buy. "Here," she dropped a shopping bag into his lap, "..see what you like, if you don't.. I guess I can return it."
After she left for the kitchen, Kenshin looked through the bag's contents. Let's see here.. a sweatshirt that has 'Badass' at the front, a few navy blue jeans, socks, a few plain different colored shirts, a pink gi and a white hakama. Oro? He stared at the pink gi for a second, I'll keep it, but I won't wear it. I don't want Kaoru to go through my trouble by needing to go to the mall again. But.. why a pink gi?!
His stomach rumbled, interrupting his train of thought. "I guess I should help Kaoru with dinner." He stood, and walked towards the kitchen, ready to prepare some food.
"..okay, arigatou, Saitou-san. Good bye." Saitou? Isn't he the officer who came to the old house?
After putting all the food into the refrigerator, she pulled out her cell phone from her back pocket and dialed a number. "Hello? Can I please speak to Officer Hajime, please? Yes, I'll hold, thank you." She waited and leaned against the counter, her fingers trailing over the cracks. I'm going to have to replace those soon. Or at least deal with them until this job is over.
"What do you want, Tanuki?"
"Is this how you treat everyone, or just every other person?" she grumbled, hearing the old nickname. Gods, to think I had to put up with this guy.. "Anyway, I've met the Himura boy. He's rather depressed currently, as you might of known."
"Good ( A/N – Good as in that she's met Kenshin. Not as in
good, he's depressed. But, from watching this guy on television, I bet he
really wants Kenshin to be depressed! x3 ), I want you to get close to him.
Enough so he tells you about Yukishiro's and his parent's death. Alright,
Tanuki? Easy enough?"
"Of course, but I might need a job that allows me to see him at some point of
the day."
"Alright, I can arrange it so you're a substitute for one of his teachers at his high school ( Any good names you can think of? ), the teacher will be going on vacation for as long as you need. Good enough for you?"
"Okay, arigatou, Saitou-san. Good bye." Kaoru turned her head towards Kenshin as he came into the room, stuffing the cell phone back into her pocket. "Kenshin! What are you doing here?"
"Well, I was hungry and I thought I'd make dinner for us."
Kenshin replied, "..why were you speaking to Officer Hajime anyway? Did
something happen?" He was rather concerned.
"Oh, no. It's just that he's an old teacher of mine and I just decided to
contact him and tell him that I've moved.." Well, at least that's the truth.
Saitou-san was my teacher at some point in my life, when he figured out I could
copy other people's sword techniques..
"I see. What did he teach you, if you don't mind my asking."
"Uh, he trained me in sword fighting, I'm rather good at
it." Kaoru replied, rubbing the bridge of her nose and smiled. "How do you know
Saitou-san, Kenshin?"
"I'd rather not talk about it.. Hey, Kaoru, would you like to spar with me
after dinner?" He asked ever so politely, his fingers fiddling over the gray
sweater's sleeve. "To see who's better?" Right.. it could be that you want
to be near her some more.
She grinned now, "I didn't know you knew how to wield a sword! And I would love to spar with you, and by the way, I'm not one to take lightly on. I have two sakabattou's hanging up at my room, we can spar at the backyard.. I think it has enough room for the both of us to spar in." Kaoru clapped her hands together, "Let's hurry and make dinner, I can hardly wait."
Kenshin grinned at her enthusiastic-ness, taking a pot and a
knife from the cupboards and some ingredients from the refrigerator. He began
to chop them up ( at least most of the stuff ) and made miso soup, all the
while he began to drift into his thoughts. Hm, when I look into Kaoru's eyes
when she had grinned.. there was no happiness in those dark depths.. or any
other emotion now that I think about it.. "Can you get the bowls, Kaoru?"
he murmured, even before he knew he had said it.
"Alright, it's the least I can do since you've already done everything." She
muttered as she produced two bowls, a ladle, and some spoons from the drawer
and placed them on the nearby table. "It smells good, better than the miso soup
I make.. which doesn't exactly look like miso soup at all."
He sweatdropped at the comment, and decided to himself that
as long as he lived here.. he would not allow Kaoru to cook, not unless he had
to.. "Here you go." He filled her bowl to the brim, did the same for his own
bowl, sat and began to eat. "Tell me about yourself."
"Uh, I'm 22 years old, I'm going to be a substitute at that school you were literally drowning yourself in. And, that's all I can think of right now?" she replied, pausing occasionally to eat the delicious soup. "Ne, Kenshin, why were you still at school yesterday?"
"I was thinking about Tomoe.." he replied, frowning. "She was my girlfriend.."
"Was?" she blinked, standing up to put her bowl into the
sink. "She dumped you or something?"
"She died with my parents, their funeral are going to be held tomorrow. Would
you like to come to their funeral with me?" he said quietly, taking his own
bowl to the sink as well. Kaoru glanced towards the boy, for some reason
feeling the need to comfort him. "Alright, if it's no trouble." He nodded
quietly, then broke into a smile. "Let's not think about it now. Weren't we
supposed to have a match?"
"Oh yeah! I almost forgot, let me get the sakabattou's." Hn, I wonder how good he is. Kaoru thought silently, lifting the swords from their rack in her room. She glanced at the words embedded in the sheath, drowning in her mournful memories that she thought were forgotten. The sword that protects, it read. 'tou-san.. 'kaa-san.. I'll avenge you. The people who took your lives will pay..
"Ready.." Kaoru asked, a smirk unknowingly making its way to her lips as she unsheathed the sakabattou held in her hands. "..Kenshin?"
The redhead nodded, getting into the position to defend and nodded. "Mm." His eyes widened a considerable amount as Kaoru vanished and reappeared before him, swinging downwards in a swift motion. The blade in his hand was nearly thrown out of his hands, but only hadn't because of his grip upon it. She really isn't one to underestimate. He thought, eyes darting from one corner of the yard to the other. Why can't I sense her? he questioned inwardly, as if noticing for the first time.
She watched Kenshin, and smirked again. "It's rather
difficult to sense me, yes?" Kaoru muttered, suddenly standing behind the
redhead. "That's quite normal, even Saitou-san has trouble sensing me." She
swung once again, but only to meet air and nothing-ness. "You're pretty good."
Kenshin had jumped high into the air, now falling downwards towards Kaoru. "Ryu
Tsui Sen!" he shouted…
After that, it was a series of 'clangs' and 'clings', technique after technique. It didn't really seem that they were ever going to stop. Breathing heavily, Kaoru took another stance across from Kenshin. "This rather tiring.. I'll have to take another bath.."
"Why can't I sense you, may I ask?" Kenshin blurted out, ignoring Kaoru's comment. "It's not everyday I meet someone as well trained as yourself." ( A/N – Right, Kenshin, right. ) Eyes widening as he recognized the stance for one of his own techniques.
She smiled thinly, replying, "I don't project any ki, and there are quite a few people who are nearly as good as myself here.." she murmured, sheathing the sakabattou. "Let's stop, Kenshin. It's going to be really dark soon.." She hated the darkness, really. It had been dark when her parents were killed, their bodies had been brutally slashed before her. 'tou-san.. 'kaa-san.. I wasn't ready for you to leave me.. I wasn't ready..
His eyes widened again as she told him that she didn't project any ki, and it suddenly hit him. She's.. just like Seta-san when I fought him! They've met before..
"Ne, Kenshin.. do you know a kid named Seta Soujiro?" she asked suddenly, fingering the words embedded upon the metal sheath. "Would you mind bringing me to him when you get to school on Monday, if it's not too much trouble."
(( A/N – Gasps. Do you think it's good so far? Huh? Huh?
Okay. Let's get this straight. I don't want to confuse any of you that don't
read this well! =D ))
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First Chapter –
Kaoru is currently 22 years old in age, as all of you might have known as that's what most of the reviews say. –huffs- So little reviews. :( And Kenshin is 17, still in high school. ( Zhong xue sheng! Middle Student, Mandarin ping yin. o: )
They meet at Kenshin's school.. where he's probably trying to drown himself because of guilt.. Ah, suicidal people.. From what, you might ask? I haven't gotten that far yet for you to know. Anyway, Kaoru offers him a place to stay because his parents died and he has nowhere to stay. That's it, I'm thinking.
Second Chapter –
This isn't the end of the chapter yet. =/ So..
So far in this story, Kaoru comes home with some new clothes for Kenshin.. ( Mwha! Pink gi. ) He prepares dinner, but before that. He seems to have heard the ending conversation with Kaoru and Saitou. That's where we know that Kaoru knows Saitou and is currently with the police. o: Kaoru can't tell Kenshin that, but she tells him that Saitou use to be her teacher! Which is true. =3 They eat, and then they have a spar. Now Kaoru asks if Kenshin knows Soujiro.
That's it.. I think. o.o;
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"Sure. But, how do you know Seta-san, Kaoru? I'm sure that you've never visited this town before." He asked, sheathing the sakabattou and throwing it towards Kaoru.
"You're so full of questions, Kenshin.. Why don't we save that one for when I meet Soujiro!" she replied, catching the sword and lowered her arm.
"Alright.. Kaoru?"
"Hn?" she yawned softly, eyeing the backdoor of her house as if wanting to dart inside that very second..
"Never mind, let's go inside."
A/N – Wai! Done. n.n My feet be frozen for some reason.. odd.
Arigatou for reading.. n.n
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