(Heys..I know that this story will be longer than the last....)
For those who dont know what Kodora means its 'little tiger' i dont know why i put it there but ~shrug~ enjoy the story ^^) Thanks for the reviews it gives me more confindence to write ^-^;
Kisa: ~snifs~ I have actual readers...
Kaoru girly: ~pat pat~
Kisa" thanks...friend" lol
TO da story! ............................................................................ ............................................................................ ........................
Chapter two-The curse of death
Blood, it was everywhere. But then again it shouldnt affect or signal anything new to her. This was her curse.
Kamiya Kaoru, the legendary Kodora, her rise and her downfall was this curse. It had been given down to each woman in her family. It always happened after she killed innocent people. 'Pain for pain thats what life is' she thought. Unusual cust, gashes, and bruises formed over her entire body, her clothing ripped. The pain seering through her, causing her to wince just as her victims. "You know, this is getting more hard to deal with every time." she muttered. She laid motionless upon the wood floor of an inn. Cringing everytime she took a breath.
A srange boy calmly walked to her. "You shouldnt take this lightly, you shouldnt let it happen....I dont know why you do what you do just to in the end hurt yourself." his cool calm voice was soothing to her ears. He sat her up and helped her undo her clothing. "It does look worse this time...even though its steadily getting worse everytime you kill..." he stood and walked away. It was true though...everytime she did kill her curse would never leave...
................a minute later.................
The boy reappeared with some water and alot of bandages. Carefully propping her up, he tended to her wounds. Kaoru was used to this now though. Putting the last bandage around her head he was finished. "Thanks Soujirou" Kaoru whispered..her strength failing in ehr voice. "No problem I'd do anything for you" he spoke...'.he spoke so gentle towards her, she didnt understand it...if anything she deserved nothing.' Soon after he left she was left alone once more. She barely successfully propped herself against the far wall in hopes of finding a little sleep. Her weapons not far from her side. Taking notice that they had been cleaned as well. "you are too good to me Soujirou.." she whispered, a light sleep taking over her.
..............................Flashback..................................... .
A small Kaoru...only to be about 5 or 6. Running through her fathers dojo she chased the fireflies that lingered in the nights air. Stopping to a sudden halt Kaoru heared her mothers scream emit from her room...and another voice..her father. Running past the fireflies towards the room where her mothers scream rang out. "Mommy! mommy! Whats wrong?!" Kaoru threw open the shoji door. Blood.....it was everywhere..the intoxicating smell through the young girl off balance. On the floor, on the walls, everywhere. Scanning the room the girls eyes froze, white terror arose within her. "Mommy!!!! Daddy!!!" her scream echoed through the dojo. There before her very eyes, her bloody father lay dead upon the wall. Her mother lay motionless upon the floor, numerous cuts, gashes, and bruises covered her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her hands covering her eyes as she ran to her mother. A soft voice rang out to her.
"Kaoru...my dear sweat Kaoru..." it was her mother...she was still alive.. "Mommy w-what h-happened? Whats wrong with daddy?" Kaoru was throwing an outburst. Her mother did not reply. For she knew that one day Kaoru would know the truth....of everything....she just hoped she didnt end up like her. "Kaoru...please..listen to me...listen to me very carefully...you may not understand now but just listen...my dear Kaoru....my fate has been decided...you must continue on...please...dont make the mistakes I did...find love...let it heal you when the time arrives...." she seemed to stop in sentence taking a heavy breath before starting again. "Now, please...as my curse will be passed to you..dont let this happen..my sweet child please...continue to live. Always remember that I love you...sweet Kaoru...I............" her last breath was gone. She slowly faded away, letting death take its course. Kaoru had been silent the whole time, embracing those last moments with her only family, that were now gone forever. Her tears shed over her mother. Her voice failed her..everything was gone...everything was lost...she was alone. Grasping her mothers body she buried her face in her crying uncontrolably. After everything, Kaoru still grasped her mother. Slowly lifting herself away something caught her eye. There, upon her mother, something emitted from her heart, it glowed an evil cold amber. Kaoru reached for it, not realizing what its true meaning was. As her hand inched closer it began to pulse brighter.
"w-what is this..."
The light finally consumed her. A scream echoed from the dojo. A pain like no other seered through her, wrapping tightly around her heart before it became to much and black nothingness engulfed her. An image of everything she knew ripped in half. As she fell forward a mysterious shadow fell over her...a katana raised overhead. Plunging down upon Kaoru.
.............................................................End of dream.................................................
Kaoru awoke with a start, her breathing coming out in pants, sweat trickled down her face. 'Always the nightmares..why do I let them consume me, I hate them...who are the people who keep appearing in my presence.'
It was nearly dawn, Gazing out of the window she could faintly see the people awakening upon the streets. Slowly getting up and putting her weapons aside she began to remove the bandages that covered more than half her body. Letting them fall to the ground, the color and smell of her blood arose her killer side. Shaking her head and clearing her mind, she did not need a blood lust right now. Walking camly over to her clothes she retrieved them.
Today was the annual festival, she would enjoy the festivities today and relax for once. Putting on her long skirt and her long sleeved short shirt (A/N: think of a long skirt with slits on the side up to the waist and a tummy shirt that has kimono sleeves ^.^;) she tied her katana around her back and rapped her blade spear in cloth. Picking up her dagger she stopped..staring at it for some time before she hid it within her shirt. Walking out the door she headed towards the festival. As the sun rose at a considerable hour more and more people headed to the streets.
'People are so naive, they should be worring about the war not playing games' she thought as she passed a stand that had held a family playing some children games. But then, isnt that what she was here for? To enjoy the fesival?
"Might as well" she murmered to herself.
Walking down a crowded intersection of stands she sensed many glances aimed towards her. Usually people took interest in her because of her strange eye color and clothes, after awhile she thought nothing of it.
'I am different you know, I dont look anything like anyone else' she thought. But even at times she would not tolerate people gazing at her from afar all the time. 'mou, why do they have to stare though' she was talking to herself mentally which caused more stares her way.
Breaking her thoughts a strange color caught her eye. Glancing over she caught sight of a strange man.
"Crimson hair" she said to herself. 'So this is him, he doesnt look a day older than me..or very tall...how could this pathetic man be him...it has to be though, there are no people in Kyoto who have that color hair' she was pondering upon her thoughts.
Then as strange as it was, the man suddenly stopped and adverted his gaze towards her. Both gazing at one another no one moved, time has seemed to stop for just the two of them. Amber eyes bored into the lightest cerulean eyes.........
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. Weellll? was that longer this time? I wonder what they are going to do...hmm well see wont we.. if i get at least 8 reviews i will write more...but other than that chpt. 2 might not be up till monday or something, for i will be gone ~pouts~ Nooo....
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chapter 2......
Kaoru and Battousai finally meet, but what is he planing for her since he has finally caught her?
~gasp~ to find out review! and if you dont i will...i will.....prolly continue writting lol..
For those who dont know what Kodora means its 'little tiger' i dont know why i put it there but ~shrug~ enjoy the story ^^) Thanks for the reviews it gives me more confindence to write ^-^;
Kisa: ~snifs~ I have actual readers...
Kaoru girly: ~pat pat~
Kisa" thanks...friend" lol
TO da story! ............................................................................ ............................................................................ ........................
Chapter two-The curse of death
Blood, it was everywhere. But then again it shouldnt affect or signal anything new to her. This was her curse.
Kamiya Kaoru, the legendary Kodora, her rise and her downfall was this curse. It had been given down to each woman in her family. It always happened after she killed innocent people. 'Pain for pain thats what life is' she thought. Unusual cust, gashes, and bruises formed over her entire body, her clothing ripped. The pain seering through her, causing her to wince just as her victims. "You know, this is getting more hard to deal with every time." she muttered. She laid motionless upon the wood floor of an inn. Cringing everytime she took a breath.
A srange boy calmly walked to her. "You shouldnt take this lightly, you shouldnt let it happen....I dont know why you do what you do just to in the end hurt yourself." his cool calm voice was soothing to her ears. He sat her up and helped her undo her clothing. "It does look worse this time...even though its steadily getting worse everytime you kill..." he stood and walked away. It was true though...everytime she did kill her curse would never leave...
................a minute later.................
The boy reappeared with some water and alot of bandages. Carefully propping her up, he tended to her wounds. Kaoru was used to this now though. Putting the last bandage around her head he was finished. "Thanks Soujirou" Kaoru whispered..her strength failing in ehr voice. "No problem I'd do anything for you" he spoke...'.he spoke so gentle towards her, she didnt understand it...if anything she deserved nothing.' Soon after he left she was left alone once more. She barely successfully propped herself against the far wall in hopes of finding a little sleep. Her weapons not far from her side. Taking notice that they had been cleaned as well. "you are too good to me Soujirou.." she whispered, a light sleep taking over her.
..............................Flashback..................................... .
A small Kaoru...only to be about 5 or 6. Running through her fathers dojo she chased the fireflies that lingered in the nights air. Stopping to a sudden halt Kaoru heared her mothers scream emit from her room...and another voice..her father. Running past the fireflies towards the room where her mothers scream rang out. "Mommy! mommy! Whats wrong?!" Kaoru threw open the shoji door. Blood.....it was everywhere..the intoxicating smell through the young girl off balance. On the floor, on the walls, everywhere. Scanning the room the girls eyes froze, white terror arose within her. "Mommy!!!! Daddy!!!" her scream echoed through the dojo. There before her very eyes, her bloody father lay dead upon the wall. Her mother lay motionless upon the floor, numerous cuts, gashes, and bruises covered her. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her hands covering her eyes as she ran to her mother. A soft voice rang out to her.
"Kaoru...my dear sweat Kaoru..." it was her mother...she was still alive.. "Mommy w-what h-happened? Whats wrong with daddy?" Kaoru was throwing an outburst. Her mother did not reply. For she knew that one day Kaoru would know the truth....of everything....she just hoped she didnt end up like her. "Kaoru...please..listen to me...listen to me very carefully...you may not understand now but just listen...my dear Kaoru....my fate has been decided...you must continue on...please...dont make the mistakes I did...find love...let it heal you when the time arrives...." she seemed to stop in sentence taking a heavy breath before starting again. "Now, please...as my curse will be passed to you..dont let this happen..my sweet child please...continue to live. Always remember that I love you...sweet Kaoru...I............" her last breath was gone. She slowly faded away, letting death take its course. Kaoru had been silent the whole time, embracing those last moments with her only family, that were now gone forever. Her tears shed over her mother. Her voice failed her..everything was gone...everything was lost...she was alone. Grasping her mothers body she buried her face in her crying uncontrolably. After everything, Kaoru still grasped her mother. Slowly lifting herself away something caught her eye. There, upon her mother, something emitted from her heart, it glowed an evil cold amber. Kaoru reached for it, not realizing what its true meaning was. As her hand inched closer it began to pulse brighter.
"w-what is this..."
The light finally consumed her. A scream echoed from the dojo. A pain like no other seered through her, wrapping tightly around her heart before it became to much and black nothingness engulfed her. An image of everything she knew ripped in half. As she fell forward a mysterious shadow fell over her...a katana raised overhead. Plunging down upon Kaoru.
.............................................................End of dream.................................................
Kaoru awoke with a start, her breathing coming out in pants, sweat trickled down her face. 'Always the nightmares..why do I let them consume me, I hate them...who are the people who keep appearing in my presence.'
It was nearly dawn, Gazing out of the window she could faintly see the people awakening upon the streets. Slowly getting up and putting her weapons aside she began to remove the bandages that covered more than half her body. Letting them fall to the ground, the color and smell of her blood arose her killer side. Shaking her head and clearing her mind, she did not need a blood lust right now. Walking camly over to her clothes she retrieved them.
Today was the annual festival, she would enjoy the festivities today and relax for once. Putting on her long skirt and her long sleeved short shirt (A/N: think of a long skirt with slits on the side up to the waist and a tummy shirt that has kimono sleeves ^.^;) she tied her katana around her back and rapped her blade spear in cloth. Picking up her dagger she stopped..staring at it for some time before she hid it within her shirt. Walking out the door she headed towards the festival. As the sun rose at a considerable hour more and more people headed to the streets.
'People are so naive, they should be worring about the war not playing games' she thought as she passed a stand that had held a family playing some children games. But then, isnt that what she was here for? To enjoy the fesival?
"Might as well" she murmered to herself.
Walking down a crowded intersection of stands she sensed many glances aimed towards her. Usually people took interest in her because of her strange eye color and clothes, after awhile she thought nothing of it.
'I am different you know, I dont look anything like anyone else' she thought. But even at times she would not tolerate people gazing at her from afar all the time. 'mou, why do they have to stare though' she was talking to herself mentally which caused more stares her way.
Breaking her thoughts a strange color caught her eye. Glancing over she caught sight of a strange man.
"Crimson hair" she said to herself. 'So this is him, he doesnt look a day older than me..or very tall...how could this pathetic man be him...it has to be though, there are no people in Kyoto who have that color hair' she was pondering upon her thoughts.
Then as strange as it was, the man suddenly stopped and adverted his gaze towards her. Both gazing at one another no one moved, time has seemed to stop for just the two of them. Amber eyes bored into the lightest cerulean eyes.........
.........................................................
. Weellll? was that longer this time? I wonder what they are going to do...hmm well see wont we.. if i get at least 8 reviews i will write more...but other than that chpt. 2 might not be up till monday or something, for i will be gone ~pouts~ Nooo....
.........................................................
chapter 2......
Kaoru and Battousai finally meet, but what is he planing for her since he has finally caught her?
~gasp~ to find out review! and if you dont i will...i will.....prolly continue writting lol..