King's Box
Lil-Sun-Rie
Author's Note I really don't like typing these all the time. Just review and check out my other stories.
Summary Amber eyes glowed eerily in the dark surrounding them. All he knew was that a soft heart wasn't a heart at all. It must be of stone, so as to carve the law of living: The strongest survives. Will a light pierce the dark abyss they call insanity?
Disclaimer I don't own Rurouni Kenshin so don't sue me.
King's Box
Chapter Nine: Breathe
I'll be your dream,
I'll be your wish,
I'll be your fantasy.
I'll be your hope,
I'll be your love,
Be everything that you need.
-Savage Garden
Morning approached quickly. Night and slumber seemed to be gone with the blink of an eye. The caravan quickly packed their stuff and continued on their way. Kaoru took her normal spot in the back with Soujiro by her side. Her eyes wandered through the procession. Kenshin seemed a lot more distant lately. He barely even talked. The only time he was close to her was during dinner, when everyone forced him to sit next to her.
Kaoru thought that the problem was getting worse. She just occupied herself with Yahiko and Soujiro. She never tried to talk to anyone else. She was scared of getting more people mad at her. The trek stopped when Aoshi announced that they were going to rest. Kaoru picked up her katana and left to practice. She didn't want to get out of shape.
She stopped in a little way from the camp. The cliff moved farther out than the rest of the road. She was relieved about that. She unsheathed the sword and laid the sheath next to a rock.
She took a deep breath and continued with her practice. She swung the sword expertly and elegantly. She has done swords play since she was a child. It was like a dance… a beautiful and dangerous dance.
It was a mysterious dance of death. Kaoru loved the gleam the sword gave off when the sun touched it. She loved the way it sparkled and shined. She swung it faster and faster, jabbing it at her imaginary opponent. She stopped and held the sword in her two small hands. The hilt was getting soaked with sweat. Kaoru continued to practice. Suddenly, everything around her seemed to disappear. It seemed like nothing mattered. Not the coldness, the box, or her own fatigue. All her problems seemed to deteriorate. Her swordsmanship was like a portal to another world where her problems were nonexistent.
Kaoru continued to 'dance' to her own beat. She danced with a flowing movement. Her hands moved as did the sword, it was like it was an extension of her arm. A smiled graced her lips as she danced. It reminded her of her father and Hiko-sama.
Kaoru knew that she would never be as good as Soujiro or the Battousai, at least she practiced though. Kaoru stopped. She had the familiar chill, like someone was watching you. Like someone hidden in shadows was stalking you.
Kaoru held her sword firmly and glanced around the area. There seemed to be no place to hide, but it still seemed like someone was there. Kaoru closed her eyes and turned around. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest. Kaoru put hand over her heart in attempt to calm herself. She tried to convince herself that no one was watching her.
Kaoru opened her eyes and stared down at the sword. She saw a wavering shadow and froze. Her heart raced. She whirled around and attacked the person with a shout, but before she could… darkness surrounded her. The last thing she saw was piercing blue eyes…
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