The usual warning and disclaimer applies, see chapter one.
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Chapter Four
The next evening, Kenshin was listening to Kaoru play as he wrote some letters to clients. As he set his pen down, Jean wrapped his arms around his shoulders, having slipped into the flat without either of them noticing.
"It's nice to have music, isn't it?"
"Very." Kenshin tilted his head back for a kiss, and Jean obliged him. What, Kenshin idly wondered, could go wrong with their relationship? As far as he could see, everything was perfect.
However, Jean arrived home about an hour later than he'd claimed he would the next evening. Kenshin looked up from his book at the sound of the door closing.
"You're late, love."
"I'm sorry. I had a couple of things to attend to that came up rather suddenly." Kenshin went into the foyer to greet him after marking his place.
"It's alright." Jean kissed him, effectively dispersing any latent fears Kenshin might possibly have as to his late return.
"I missed you."
"Same here."