:: Chapter 6: Poor Kenshin ::

The poor redhead blinked like a deer caught in front of the headlights of a train. "Oro?"

Kaoru walked forward, pointing a finger to Kenshin's chest and forcing him backwards. "You were the one who saved me! From the Juppon Gatana!"

Kenshin, eyes wide and bewildered, stepped backwards. "Er . . . yes?"

"Then why did you just leave me there at the police station?"

"Oro! I'm very sorry, I didn't mean . . ."

"I COULD'VE REWARDED YOU IN ANY WAY YOU WANT!"

"Oro?"

"Come one, let me give you something!"

"No, Miss, I really . . ."

"COME ON!" Kaoru screamed.

Kenshin stopped and blinked. "Oro?"

Kaoru grinned apologetically. "Sorry. BUT STILL!" She continued on in her outburst. "ANYTHING!!!"

"Uh, miss?" Kenshin said meekly. "There is one thing you could do for me . . ."

"There we go!" Kaoru said, grinning, and gave Kenshin a cheery pat on the shoulder. "So, what can I do?"

"Back away?" Kenshin pointed behind him. He was backed up tightly against a row of swords, sharp metal points pushed against his t-shirt. "It's starting to get painful . . ."

"OH MY . . ." Kaoru immediately jumped away from Kenshin. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to get so . . ."

Kenshin chuckled lightly. "It's alright, Miss."

Kaoru sighed. First he saves her, she almost kills him, and now he's still being so annoyingly apologetic. "What is your problem?"

"Oro?"

"I almost killed you! Why didn't you yell or something? Are you like, a femmy boy?"

Kenshin blinked bewilderedly. "Last time I checked, no . . ."

Kaoru sighed. "You know, you're really . . ." She felt a sharp tug at her hair. "Hey! What the heck is your problem?"

Hiko raised an eyebrow. "My problem? You're the one who's practically harassing my baka deshi."

"You know, old man, you really get on my nerves, and if . . ."

"SILENCE, GIRL!" He roared, sending the dojo into an immediate silence.

Kenshin quickly laid a firm hand on Hiko's arm. "Leave Kaoru-dono alone, please."

Kaoru smiled at Kenshin. After all that, he was still . . .

"I'm sure it's just PMS."

Kaoru felt her anger flare up. Face red like a flame, she punched Kenshin in the jaw as hard as she could.

"Oro . . ." Kenshin dropped to the floor with a dull thud.

Kaoru strode over to the twitching body, oblivious to the gaping stares she received. "You jerk! How could you say that! Do you think you can take advantage of me like that? Mock me right in front of me? Accuse me of being hormonally imbalanced?"

Kenshin groaned and laid a hand on his swelling jawbone. "Kaoru-dono, you make it sound so bad . . ."

"It is bad, you monster!"

"At least I didn't see you naked or anything."

Kaoru ground her feet on his head. Her stiletto heel pressed deeply into his face, causing a few more groans. "Damn right you didn't!" She immediately turned around, where Sano and Hiko were conversing quietly. "And you two, what are you plotting?"

"Kamiya," Hiko said, stroking his chin thoughtfully, "you have a strong right."

Kaoru blinked.

"You know, jo-chan, I'm pitying that dude. That was a strong punch."

Kaoru grinned.

Kenshin groaned, and got up to his feet. His left cheekbone was bruised and swollen. "Definitely."

Kaoru sniffed disdainfully and turned away.

Hiko cleared his throat. "Since we're here anyway, Kamiya, we should get started. Go change out of those god-awful clothing, and then we'll start your training."

Sano tossed her a gift bag. "Outfit. Courtesy of Shinomori. Bathrooms that a way."

Kaoru warily eyed the white bag. "Eww . . ."

"Especially made for you by Versace," Sano sighed.

"Oooh! Okay, then." Kaoru hugged the bag and walked off to the hallway Sano pointed too. As she turned, she could hear Kenshin mumble "Thank kami I'm not teaching her boxing."

~~End Chapter~~

I haven't updated in a long, long time, have I? Four months already? ^^;;; Wow, time passes by quickly.

Oh well, slightly pointless chapter to get Kaoru and our favorite redhead acquainted with each other. :D The plot will continue!... In maybe, some time shorter than four months. Enjoy.