New chapter. This is probably the rate these will be turned out for the next few months…Too much schoolwork. It's short, but it's a pivotal chapter. I think…
The usual warning and disclaimer applies, see chapter one.
Chapter 15
Friends…Kenshin thought. His relationship with Jean had been strained by the fact that Jean had been both is lover an in his employ. And then there had been the whole "lie to Kenshin about your sex-life" bit. It really good that Kaoru, for all her rapid, violent mood swings, had a much more level head than he did. Had it not been for her intervention, Jean would be missing his family jewels, at the very least. More likely, he would be dead.
Which brought Kenshin's meandering thoughts back to Kaoru again. Yes, she had a tongue sharp enough to cut diamond, but she had, nonetheless, been a fairly competent courtesan. She possessed grace and an excellent memory, and her skills at the piano were, to his tone-deaf ear - and he heard more praises sung of her by his guests - superb. She would, he thought, make a wonderful wife for someone.
His innards twisted at that thought. Hadn't she been severely injured by the last man who knew her? She did not, in a any way, deserve the treatment she had received. And why the hell did he care? Alright, so he'd asked her to stay, but as a friend! Having a woman on his arm at social occasions made things easier, and she was entertaining, but that was all! It wasn't as though he was going to take her to bed, let alone marry her. Although, he pondered, marriage for the convenience of the thing would be beneficial for both of them. Perhaps that was what he ought to do; marry the woman and be glad of it. She certainly did not to seem to mind his bringing lovers into the flat. If she did, she said nothing about it. Yes, he nodded, she would probably agree to a marriage of convenience. However, lately she had been acting rather strangely whenever he was around. It was actually rather unnerving.
Women, he thought, were entitles he would never even begin to understand.
