To readers, I know you want Kenshin and Kaoru to be together. By the next chapter, I promise they'll meet, but in an unexpected way. If you have any questions, suggestions, please leave them in your review. Also about Soujiro's, Misao's and her boyfriend Aoshi's powers, they'll be mentioned in the next chapter, but they won't be as great as Kenshin's and Kaoru's powers. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin series. If I did I will be happy, but I don't. : (
The Dream
Chapter 5
Kenshin wasn't himself. Something angered him to make him the Battousai. He didn't know why he was so angry, and when it occurred, but he wanted to take out his anger on someone, anyone. He didn't care if they were hurt. They had to learn not to anger him in any way. Kenshin observed his surrounding. He saw himself in a field full of flowers. The starry night was so beautiful. The dim light from the stars gave him a nice view of the beautiful flowers. Seeing this view though, didn't make him happy. He was still angry. He picked up a couple of the flowers, and crushed them in his hands. The once beautiful flowers, now laid dead in his hands. He took more and repeated the same actions. His anger was rising by the minute. His actions were completely dull. Getting rid of all these flowers were no way going to help him cool down. He as Battousai wanted action. He wanted a prey, so he can inflict all his pain on it. He wanted something to call his own. He wanted to teach, and tame it to please him. He wanted to be able to take out his anger on it. He wanted it to suffer all the things he went through. He wanted it to see, why people feared him of his very name. At least that's what Battousai wanted, not his kind and gentler self. He noticed every time he killed the beautiful flowers, they were immediately replaced in the field. Kenshin growled at the fact. He hated this place. He so badly wanted to kill all these living flowers. He thought the field of flowers was some enchanted place. The only thing that could keep these flowers alive was animals. If Mythical Creatures existed, then so will the plants, and the trees. The Mythical Creatures were link to life itself.
Kenshin searched the field of flowers, looking for any signs of movement. If he found an animal, he will enjoy killing it. That was the only way; he could think to ease his anger. Kenshin continued to observe the field before him. His amber eyes burned fiercely. Just then he heard a sound behind him. He turned around to see what it was. He heard the sound in front of him. His face whipped around to see who was making all the noise. His hand went to the handle of his sword, ready, willing to draw it and kill his opponent so easily. Kenshin continued to scan the area, when he heard someone laugh. He turned his body to face his opponent.
Instead of seeing, a man, or an animal he could kill so easily, he saw a beautiful, and enchanted young woman standing before him. She wore a beautiful white dress that glowed with the stars. Her long, silky raven hair was out. The shorter strands fell on the curves of her face. Her small noses, her curvy pink lips, were perfect for him. What caught him off guard, were her eyes. She had amazing sapphire eyes, which could captivate anyone. She captivated him alone, his Battousai. The young woman looked from his eyes to his sword. Her sapphire eyes showed lot of emotions. It showed confusion, anger, and a hint of amusement.
"Are you going to use that sword on me? If you are I advise you to do it now, before I get away," said the young woman calmly. Her sapphire eyes moved from his sword to his face. Her sapphire eyes clashed with amber.
"Are you saying I should kill you right now, and call everything quits?" asked Kenshin. He couldn't help but stare at this young beauty before him. He couldn't believe of all the people he faced, a young woman was the only one who was willing to face him without any fear. That amused him, yet it also annoyed him as well. The young woman before him was waiting for her death. She was waiting for him to draw his sword, and kill her. This situation wasn't going to be fun. He wanted to take his anger out on someone. He wanted easy prey, not someone who held so much courage, so much spirit. Kenshin smirked. He couldn't help but think what it would be like to break her spirit bit by bit, and have her scream in pain. Then when she will look at him, she wouldn't look at him with defiant eyes, but eyes that spoke of the things he did to her. Her eyes will look at him in fear.
"No, I didn't say anything like that. I'm just waiting for you to draw your sword, and make your first move," she replied calmly.
"If I did, you will be dead, in matter of seconds. Just to make this easier, tell me your name," said Kenshin with a low harsh tone.
"You think that I'll give you my name so easily. Well Battousai, you ought to speak again," she replied with a calm voice. Her sapphire eyes spoke to him, telling him she had a mischievous plot.
Kenshin was astonished when he heard the young woman before him, spoke his name. He wondered how she knew he was Battousai. Before Kenshin could answer, he saw her ran away from him. He had to admit the girl had courage, plenty of it. The problem was, he was Battousai. His preys never faced him, and lived to tell the tales of him. His preys died quickly. As much as he didn't want to kill the young beauty in front of him, he had to anyways. The young woman asked for her pain, and her death. If she only went by what he said, then she wouldn't get what's coming to her.
Kenshin ran after the young maiden. He used his god like speed to reach the girl. Within seconds, he pinned her to the floor. Her petite figure was under his large frame. His sword at her throat, threatening her silently. Kenshin knew, she knew, if any movement was made, her death will come within the instant.
"Now we'll continue where we left off. What is your name?" asked Kenshin with a very low voice. He anger reaching the boiling point.
"I won't tell you so easily Battousai," the young maiden said in a breathless voice.
Kenshin couldn't take it anymore. His anger reached its limit. Whatever he did, he wasn't going to be responsible for her cruel death. Kenshin looked at her lips. He smiled a feral smile. He could tell by the girl's defiant expression, she did something wrong. Kenshin without any further delay, crushed his lips hard on her lips. She struggled against him, but as hard she struggled, his sword on her throat went deeper into her skin, leaving a wounding mark. Kenshin added more weight to her body, to keep her from moving. That only caused his the blade of sword to cut a deeper wound in her throat. His other hand went to the nape of her hair. He roughly moved her head in a direction, so he could get better access to her mouth. He admired the way he still couldn't break her spirit so easily. Her felt something wet on his cheeks. He smelled the familiar smell of blood. To end the rough torture he was putting on the young woman, he bit her bottom lip hard. It was so hard, it was hard enough to draw blood. The young maiden cried in pain.
"Now my dear, tell me you're name," he demanded. The tone of his voce was rough, but it was also husky. Kenshin felt no compassion to the woman. He reveled in the pain he inflicted on her. Now this should be able to break her spirit. Kenshin stared in the sapphire eyes, which spoke of fear. What he saw shocked him. The girl didn't cry ordinary tears, but tears of blood. The flowers that once surrounded them, were all dead. Her sapphire eyes, which once held so much courage, filled with so much spirit and life became dull.
"My…name is…Kaoru…Kamiya," she whispered. Those were her last words before she died. As Kenshin watched her lifeless body, the way her raven hair strayed over her beautiful face, the way the blood spilled from her throat, her eyes which held so much courage, faded with dry up blood tears, he couldn't help but feel remorse of the one he just killed.
Kaoru awoke herself from her terrible nightmare. Blood tears fell from her eyes touching the floor. She couldn't believe she dreamt that dream. She wanted to know who the red hair warrior was. She knew from his moves alone, he wasn't some ordinary human. She knew he was a chosen one who possessed very great skills with weapons, especially with a sword. What got to her, was the fact her name stroke a spark to Battousai. His amber eyes showed it before she died in her dream.
Kaoru, are you okay? asked Dragon Heart. He noticed she cried so many blood tears. He also noticed a deep cut at her throat.
"Dragon Heart, I'm okay. I can assure you, my health is fine. Please don't worry about me," whispered Kaoru. She forced a smile, to show her friend she was okay. The only problem was her smile never reached her eyes. Her dream was a sign that something bad was going to happen to her. She didn't want to worry her friend at all. Since they went through so much together, it only made them grow deeper in their friendship, however, he wasn't always going to be there for her. At some point in her life, Kaoru knew she had to face problems on her own, without his help.
"Please excuse me, Dragon Heart. I'm shaken up about my dream. I just need sometime by myself to fully recover from it, that's if you don't mind," whispered Kaoru. Kaoru saw the shock, in her friend's sky blue eyes.
I fully understand. The place feels safe. I don't think you'll be in danger if I left you alone said Dragon Heart. He put her safety first. After all he swore to protect her with his very life. Dragon Heart felt bad, that he couldn't make his friend happy. The sad look in her eyes, tore his heart. He wished he could lift the burden from her shoulder, but he couldn't. He learned being with Kaoru, she had to learn to endure pain. There were times he was not going to be there for her. She better learn to endure her own pain, because him always protecting her, will not help her when she reaches her final destination of her journey.
Kaoru watched Dragon Heart with sad eyes. He left her alone to cry her worries and her fear. The only thing Kaoru could do to ease her pain, was to bathe in the river. She went into the river, and drenched herself from head to toe. The cut on her throat healed itself. The wet black dress she wore clung to her petite figure. Kaoru came out from the water feeling a little bit better, but somehow the impact on her dream, left her wondering about her future.
"What's wrong Kaoru?" asked a familiar voice from the distance.
Kaoru glanced behind her, and saw a familiar shadow. Feeling comforted and safe in the presence Kaoru answered him. "I'm just had a nightmare, that's all Soujiro."
"You had a nightmare. Do you care to speak about it?" asked Soujiro with a worried tone, yet he still kept a pleasant smile on his face.
"Well, if you are available Soujiro."
"Kaoru, I'll always have time to listen to you, if you ever need someone to talk too."
"Thanks," whispered Kaoru. She watched Soujiro make his way to sit down next to her with a towel, and a dress folded up in his arms. Even though he kept a smile plastered on his face, she could see his wide innocent eyes held concern for her.
"Here," he whispered as he handed her the clothing he had in his arms. "Misao thought you'll be needing it. Since the both of you look like you have about the same size, she thought this dress will fit you."
"I thank you and her for everything," whispered Kaoru. She took the towel and wrapped her small shivering form with it. The water was nice and warm. However the cool breeze, made her small frame shiver from the wetness of the water.
"It's alright. What is it you want to talk about your nightmare," said Soujiro with a calm voice.
"I… dreamt… of being a very different person then I usually am. I… dreamt… I was more … bold... fierce like. There was a man by the name of Battousai. People say he kills without mercy, without any emotions," said Kaoru shakily. She felt she wasn't shaking, because of the cold, but of fear. Kaoru feared Battousai. After what he did to her in her dream, she had every reason to fear him. She looked up into the sky. She fought the tears, she overcame moments ago. It was then she felt arms wrapped around her shivering form. She felt the embrace of Soujiro, letting her know, she was safe, cherished and well protected in his arms.
"I… dreamt…he…" Kaoru tried to speak further, but couldn't find the right words to say what she was going to say. She heard Soujiro murmuring soothing words to her. He helped encourage her to continue, what she had to say. "I dreamt he asked me for my name. When I refused to reply, I ran from him as fast as I could, but he reached me before I could run away from the flower fields. I sensed his anger. He wanted to take it on someone. Once again he asked me my name. I refused to tell him, and then… and then, not only did he kissed me, I told him my name before I… died.
Kaoru felt Soujiro's arms tightened around her when she mentioned the word died. She felt so strange in his embrace. She felt like she could trust him completely, with her life even. She thanked the Gods for giving her someone to give her this feeling. Yes she did feel comfort when Dragon Heart embraced her with his wings, but with Soujiro, it was a different feeling for her.
"What happened after that Kaoru?" Soujiro asked with a demanded voice yet it was soft and gentle. Somehow Kaoru knew if he was angry, she knew she wouldn't have to fear him, she feared Battousai.
"He heard my name, and I saw shock in his eyes, as though he knew my name from somewhere. But what made this dream so weird the fact he was shocked at hearing my name, and how real the dream felt," said Kaoru with a little more determination. For her reward of determination, she received a light kiss on her forehead from Soujiro.
"The cuts, did you receive that big cut on your throat from you dream?" asked Soujiro with a serious voice.
"Yes, but it should be completely healed, because my blood naturally can heal any wounds on my skin. That's one of the gift my blood naturally carries," Kaoru replied.
"Does your dreams mean anything serious when you dream them," asked Soujiro, his voice sounded so demanding. Kaoru had the weird feeling the smile he normally carried on his face, was wiped away easily.
"Yes," Kaoru said. Her body shivered from his question. "The dream is a warning. If I were… to meet him, then… I will die by his hands, by his sword only."