Here it is, Chapter 6. Don't hate me.
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The Price Of Love
Chapter 6: Two Swords Clash
Enishi growled, words were weilded like a wild sword aimed straight for the heart. "You bastard. First you let my sister die, then you fuck my wife. This time you won't win so easily, Himura, I won't let you take her from me. I'll fight to keep what's mine."
Kenshin's eyes narrowed, "Who said I wanted your used bitch?" Sentence perfectly placed, a skilled katana blocking an attack, then sweeping in for it's own strike.
Kaoru gasped, half thankful that Kenji was not yet old enough to understand either of his fathers' words. But part of her broke. *He doesn't love me. He never loved me.* The blade cutting flesh, wounding but not yet killing.
Amber eyes glittered coldly, "But the whelp, now that's something that obviously is mine. The wench didn't tell me she was pregnant before she left me." Another masterful sweep of the katana, skills honed from years of practice.
Kaoru's eyes widened in shock, and sparkled with her pain. A second wounding blow received, weakening the enemy.
"But I guess I can't expect the truth from someone like her. After bedding her as many times as I did, you'd think she'd have the decency to tell me she was married. You want to know what else she told me?" A deeper slice made, katana then pulled back preparing for the final fatal attack.
Kaoru finally spoke up, tears streaming down her face, "Not here, please, not here. Not in front of all these people." Kenshin took in the sight of her; tears flowing down from deep sapphire eyes, pain laced in features made even more lovely with age, his child held tightly in arms that once held him in a lovers embrace. The ice around his heart melted slightly. The verbal katana is sheathed midswing.
* I still love her, Dear Kami, I still love this woman.*
He bowed his head slightly, almost ashamed of what he had said, but mostly so he could not see her in her pain.
Kaoru reached out for her husband's arm, grabbing his sleeve to pull him away. Enishi ignored his wife's silent plea and continued to project murderous rage at the smaller man. Kaoru's tugs became more insistant as her quiet words reached the ears of the men she loved. "Please, let's leave. We've already caused a scene. Please come on."
Enishi backed off and turned, tightly gripping the arm of his wife, not concerned with the fact that he was hurting her. He pulled her away from Himura and out of the restaurant.
Kenshin followed behind them, after placing an almost exorbitant tip on the table. When they made it out into the crisp night air, he spoke again, "You're hurting her, let her go."
Enishi spun around to confront him, dropping Kaoru's arm. "Don't speak to me about how I should treat my wife. You certainly did not do any better with yours." Venom poured from his lips as he stepped closer to Kenshin.
"I never laid hands on Tomoe in anger. She would be saddened to see you treating your wife with such hostility. She raised you better than that." Kenshin kept his place, unaffected by Enishi's harsh words.
Enishi paled. Kaoru moved herself and Kenji forward placing them between the two men. She shifted her son onto her hip and placed a soothing hand on the chest of her husband.
"Home, Enishi, please, I want to go home." Her blue eyes glittered with unshed tears.
Enishi glared over her head at Kenshin. "This isn't over Himura." He turned away and stalked off to his car.
Kaoru turned back slightly to gaze at Kenshin and mouthed her apology to him. "I'm sorry."
And for the second time Kenshin watched as the woman he loved walked away from him.
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It's short, I know. And it sucks, I also know this. My mind has gone completely blank as to what I'm going to do with this story.
*squish*
Isis
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The Price Of Love
Chapter 6: Two Swords Clash
Enishi growled, words were weilded like a wild sword aimed straight for the heart. "You bastard. First you let my sister die, then you fuck my wife. This time you won't win so easily, Himura, I won't let you take her from me. I'll fight to keep what's mine."
Kenshin's eyes narrowed, "Who said I wanted your used bitch?" Sentence perfectly placed, a skilled katana blocking an attack, then sweeping in for it's own strike.
Kaoru gasped, half thankful that Kenji was not yet old enough to understand either of his fathers' words. But part of her broke. *He doesn't love me. He never loved me.* The blade cutting flesh, wounding but not yet killing.
Amber eyes glittered coldly, "But the whelp, now that's something that obviously is mine. The wench didn't tell me she was pregnant before she left me." Another masterful sweep of the katana, skills honed from years of practice.
Kaoru's eyes widened in shock, and sparkled with her pain. A second wounding blow received, weakening the enemy.
"But I guess I can't expect the truth from someone like her. After bedding her as many times as I did, you'd think she'd have the decency to tell me she was married. You want to know what else she told me?" A deeper slice made, katana then pulled back preparing for the final fatal attack.
Kaoru finally spoke up, tears streaming down her face, "Not here, please, not here. Not in front of all these people." Kenshin took in the sight of her; tears flowing down from deep sapphire eyes, pain laced in features made even more lovely with age, his child held tightly in arms that once held him in a lovers embrace. The ice around his heart melted slightly. The verbal katana is sheathed midswing.
* I still love her, Dear Kami, I still love this woman.*
He bowed his head slightly, almost ashamed of what he had said, but mostly so he could not see her in her pain.
Kaoru reached out for her husband's arm, grabbing his sleeve to pull him away. Enishi ignored his wife's silent plea and continued to project murderous rage at the smaller man. Kaoru's tugs became more insistant as her quiet words reached the ears of the men she loved. "Please, let's leave. We've already caused a scene. Please come on."
Enishi backed off and turned, tightly gripping the arm of his wife, not concerned with the fact that he was hurting her. He pulled her away from Himura and out of the restaurant.
Kenshin followed behind them, after placing an almost exorbitant tip on the table. When they made it out into the crisp night air, he spoke again, "You're hurting her, let her go."
Enishi spun around to confront him, dropping Kaoru's arm. "Don't speak to me about how I should treat my wife. You certainly did not do any better with yours." Venom poured from his lips as he stepped closer to Kenshin.
"I never laid hands on Tomoe in anger. She would be saddened to see you treating your wife with such hostility. She raised you better than that." Kenshin kept his place, unaffected by Enishi's harsh words.
Enishi paled. Kaoru moved herself and Kenji forward placing them between the two men. She shifted her son onto her hip and placed a soothing hand on the chest of her husband.
"Home, Enishi, please, I want to go home." Her blue eyes glittered with unshed tears.
Enishi glared over her head at Kenshin. "This isn't over Himura." He turned away and stalked off to his car.
Kaoru turned back slightly to gaze at Kenshin and mouthed her apology to him. "I'm sorry."
And for the second time Kenshin watched as the woman he loved walked away from him.
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It's short, I know. And it sucks, I also know this. My mind has gone completely blank as to what I'm going to do with this story.
*squish*
Isis