Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin is owned by "Nobuhiro" Watsuki. So please no suing.
A/N: Guys I may not update as soon as possible because my school will resume within the week and you know how tough it is. But I'll try to update as fast as I can. Thanks to all my reviewers, you really inspired me. I read all my previous chapters of this story and I found out that I didn't mention about Akira's preferences about the child and you learned it through my responses. How stupid of me. And I know you are all excited about the reasons behind their fights which I concealed from you. ! Gomen…. So here, enjoy the story. By the way, before you continue enjoying this chapter I am warning all TOMOE-fan that there is something against here that you may not like it. :P I think there is a MAJOR OOC here so have fun
Special thanks to May for proof reading this chapter
Chapter 6
It was around dusk when Misao got back from her job. Upon entering their shared apartment, she found her best friend slumped on the floor like a wheat sack near Kenji's cot facing the nearly dark living room. She pushed the door closed none too gently and threw her brown velvet body bag on the floor in haste and immediately went beside her. Panic was etched in her voice and face as she looked at Kaoru's pale face. "What happened? You look pale and…..defeated?" She asked hoarsely and crouched down.
"Defeated?" Kaoru's face turned to deep scarlet, while treading her hands through her hair in anger as tears blurred her vision. "Mou! I'm not defeated but I'm humiliated to the core!" she snapped. She shook her head vehemently, thinking that was all a dream, a dark playful vicious dream.
Misao got annoyed and captured Kaoru's face with both hands stopping her from further movement. She looked at her straight in the eye, trying not to blink, narrowing her eyes in a silent order as she started to asked, "What humi…."
Kaoru looked at her without flinching as she, also, took hold of Misao's face and brought it near hers until they were nose to nose, "NOT WHAT BUT WHO!" Kaoru raged. She pinched Misao's cheeks until they became rosy and swollen from her hands.
"Okay – who humiliated you to the core?"
"Will you pinch me!" Kaoru ordered
"Answer me first." Misao countered
"All right, remember that red haired, ugly guy?"
"You mean your savior?"
"He's not my savior!" she snapped, each word rang with bitter fury.
"All right, all right. He is not your savior." Misao replied. "But at least you should be grateful for what he did." She disentangled herself from the fierce grip Kaoru had on her and moved a step back.
She sounded to Kaoru as if she wanted to laugh. "Well I'm not grateful when it comes to that mongrel."
Misao sighed and shook her head. "Maybe at this moment you're just upset over something or you're just too tired to be reasonable coz you're totally impossible. Come on, latch onto my arm and I'll take you to your room. And remember I'll get you next time for what you did to my face." She leapt anxiously to her feet and grabbed hold of Kaoru's limply hands
"I can't go to my room yet. I'm going to feed Kenji."
"Kaoru, Kenji is sleeping. He will not wake up for another two hours." Misao stated the obvious.
"Ohh…Ohh…I thought he was awake."
"Well he is not. So go to your room now." Misao's voice had sounded harsh.
Kaoru was silent for a while until she voice out her concern and insecurities. "Misao do you think of me as a woman who wants only money?" she whispered softly
"Of course not! What made you think so?" she asked gently
"Never mind"
"Kenshin, come to bed darling" A voluptuous blond woman lifted herself up on an elbow and pulled the satin coverlet to her naked chest. Pouting slightly, she studied the handsome man who was standing by a window of the room. His chest was bare, displaying its muscularity, and his lower part was covered with his pants. Darkness would have enveloped the room if it were not for the windows allowing shallow light to pass through. His back was to her while he gazed at the roving cars bellow. With his name on her lips he cast a brief cautious look about her as she smoothed her heavy curly hair into some semblance of order.
"Aren't you coming love?" She whispered seductively. She got out of the bed slowly, provocatively; she straightened the satin cloth around her nude body and walked behind him, encircling her arms on his bare waist and leaning her face on his shoulder blades. "I'll be lonely if you won't be there and you know that I can't sleep when you are not beside me both to warm my bed and me" she purred in his ear.
He shot her a sideway smile and glanced behind him and said, "Rachel, you really know how to persuade men, but you can't expect me to sleep there with you because that is not what I came here for." He took off her smooth hands off from his waist and propped his shoulder against the window frame facing her.
"Oh Kenshin! How could you do this to me? For a week, I've longed for you to come to me but you didn't show up and now you do and you don't even want to sleep with me! I will never forgive you. Never…." Her chin tremble and, covering her face, she burst into tears and her body shaking with heart-wrenching sobs as she flung herself on the wall.
"Quit weeping like a babe" he ordered. When she lifted her tearful eyes, his anger suddenly drained from his body. He took hold of her chin and lifted her face to meet his eyes while his other hand moved to his pocket and removed a rectangular box, "I have something for you." He whispered soothingly. He placed the box on her palm, lying limply at her side, and kissed her nose as her eyes widen with recognition. He removed his hand from her chin and crossed it loosely over his chest. He watched her as he had watched every woman in his life with an icy calm façade and penetrating amber eyes. His body emitted an aura of danger and caution. He raised a dark brow at her and his lips quirked in a cynical smile. He heard her small gasped as she looked at the gift, "Do you like it?" he asked sensually. He laid the back of his palm tenderly against her flushed cheeks and rubbed it gently, and as he gazed at her, his knees almost buckled because what he saw wasn't Rachel, but Kaoru. He immediately removed his hand from her face as though it has been scorched and raked it through his hair. He shook his head and stared at the forehead of the woman in front of him.
When he placed the rectangular box covered in velvet of a dark blue color in her hands, her eyes sparkled with joy and her face flushed. When he removed his hand from her chin she clamped the box to her bosom like an infant, who needed the tender assault of milk to satisfy her hunger, as she gazed lovingly at Kenshin. She slowly flipped the cover of the box with her hand to reveal a splendid diamond necklace with a large ruby, the size of a man's thumb, as the pendant and sparkling amethyst at both ends of it, resting upon a bed of black and blue velvet, emphasized its beauty to the holder. She gasped at the magnificence of the necklace and touched it with gentle care. When he asked if she liked it, she tried to open her mouth to speak but no words came out, her eyes were fixated with it that she forgot that Kenshin was standing in front of her. She felt nothing when Kenshin rubbed his hands on her or when he removed it roughly, all her concentration was centered at how it would fit lovingly at her small flawless neck. "T'is very beautiful." She raised it from the box and placed it on her chest, "I love the way it shines and the way it cling to me. Oh Kenshin how I love it." She went around and around and threw herself at Kenshin.
"Now will you forgive me?" Kenshin asked sharply. His arms went to her body and his hands, splayed at her back, moved up and down in a caress. She turned her face to his and said with all her sweetness, "I would never hate you, darling. And as for the forgiveness….you doesn't owe me anything." Her hands went to his waist but still clutched onto the diamond necklace that she treasured. "Will you put this on my neck?" she purred.
Kenshin smirked at her, "Your honesty pleases me."
"And how did my honesty please you?"
"Very well, in fact most women at your status will be coy and playful but you, on the other hand, straight to the point about what you feel and think. When I gave you this apartment you nearly swoon with delight and almost begged me to give you another one. Then when I showered you with money and clothes, you nearly praised me with your unearthly happiness and when I filled your collection with different kinds of jewelries, you gave yourself to me willingly. I don't think there would be a more honest woman than you my sweet. " He took the necklace from her hands at the back and spun her around clasping it around her neck.
"So you are saying that women are greedy?" she inquired, sounding hurt and bewildered
"Aren't they?" he retorted
"But darling, women are…."
Kenshin interrupted her, "Women are beautiful creatures only in bed and are greedy a lot." With that, he cupped her face and kissed her soundly. Rachel stopped arguing with him and clung to him like a second skin and kissed him back with the same ardor. Their kissed became inflamed with wild passion and they both landed on the bed.
Kenshin laid awake and stared at the sleeping woman in his arms. 'Damn', he cursed silently, gritting his teeth in frustration as he eased his arms under her head and flipped the cover from his naked body and stood up. He went to the bathroom and washed his whole body of the scent of their lovemaking. When he was done, he went to the dressing room and took out a pair of new clean clothes. He went to a desk packed of clean papers and started writing down:
Darling,
It seems that I cannot stay far too long for I have businesses to attend to. I'll be back for a week or two to continue what we have started and I would love to lay with you again. When you wake up look at your jewelry collection and you'll find a red oval box. Don't hesitate to flaunt it or parade it in front of your friends like what you always did. Have a nice week. Until we meet again.
Kenshin
He folded it in half and went back to her darkly lit room, placed it on the table beside her bed and bent forward to kiss her forehead like a father kissing her daughter goodnight, before he left. He neither looked back nor thought about the woman sleeping inside his apartment. He went directly to the lobby of the hotel and was met by one of his friendly doorman.
The doorman bowed in a respective way and straightened to his full height. He asked in a serious but friendly and respectful tone, "Good evening sir, do you need your car now?"
Kenshin nodded and handed him the key as the doorman bowed low again and went to retrieve his car while he went directly to the roadway where he would wait for his car to be brought to him. It stopped in front of him, and he got in setting his blue jaguar to gear. All the while his thoughts were centered on the woman with raven tresses and alabaster skin. 'Tomorrow is the beginning where two swords will clash from two different opponents,' he thought happily.
Evening went and morning came. Drowsiness visited Kaoru for an hour or two, as she laid awake the rest of the night. She stared at her surrounding, unable to move a muscle or to speak a single sound from her half closed mouth, she decided that if she counted to ten everything will be the same again. She started from one with twenty seconds interval before her count continued to two. The numbers went by and still she remained on her bed unmoving, she took a deep breath and started to count another set of two numbers but still nothing happened. She remained as unmoving as before until a loud knock came from her door. She immediately leapt to her feet in bewildered irritation and opened the door to gaze at Misao's cheerful and exuberant face. Her hair was braided neatly at the back giving her childlike face and her clothes were her training suit that reached her knees in a simple fashion. Kaoru groaned inwardly as she stared at the other person facing her. Her first thought was that Misao was ready and confident with her own strength to carry the world on her shoulders. Happy in other words.
Misao thought Kaoru looked like she'd been in a war. Her eyes were half opened, with dark shadows under them as though someone struck her on her there. Her face was pale and laughable at that same moment. "Kaoru you're awake" she chuckled sympathetically and covered her mouth with her hand to stop from laughing at Kaoru's face. "In what war did you come from?" she joked.
Her head jerked up and glowered at Misao's cheerful disposition, "Misao start praying and look for somewhere for you to hide on for I'm going to kill you!" Kaoru announced in a deadly drawl through clenched teeth. She clutched the doorknob thoroughly until her knuckles turned white with savage wrath. "If I get my hands on you there will be…."
Misao shouted in her face with solemn sincerity, "Then war it is!" She laughed and jumped three paces backward. She reached her four kunai in her pocket and held it in her two hands as she cheerfully glared at Kaoru like a half adversary and half camaraderie. She flipped the kunai in her hands perfectly as she waited for Kaoru to make her move.
Kaoru half closed the door and searched for something long, straight and strong wood. But what she saw was her long forgotten bokken that she treasured when she was six years of age. She took it from the back of the door and held it tightly, she widen the door and charged at Misao. For an hour they avoided and tried their damnest to strike each other, and at the same time their footsteps were discreet and every launch they made, they made it softly because they didn't want to ruin the things in the apartment and they didn't want to awaken the sleeping Kenji. Their wits battled as they strategize their own luck to out balance one another, their chi were soaring with every movement they made.
Misao jumped but her feet got caught in the thread of her embroidery on the couch and landed on her butt in a thud while Kaoru was laughing in mischief at Misao's misfortune, and charging at her with her bokken poised at the top of her head when she tripped on her own two feet with the broom lying on the floor. Misao laughed at her too and immediately leapt to her feet and into straight stance. She waited for Kaoru to regain her composure and started charging again. Sweat dripped from the two energetic women as they assault one another in careful and practiced movement. They stopped and panted for breath as they waited and looked at each other with their unlimited fuel of eagerness to outdone one another. Their energetic body stood like a straight lance, ready to snap, even though they were getting tired. Their chests rose and fell in agitation as they smiled challengingly at each other and started their dance of practice with their own strength and cleverness once again.
Misao dodged Kaoru's strike and hurled three kunais at her with speed and strength. It flew to Kaoru like a fly flying towards its victim, Kaoru blocked the two with her bokken in front of her face, when she removed it another kunai flew towards her, too late to block it with her bokken, she jumped backward and it missed her inches before it hit the floor. "You ruined my floor!!!" Kaoru exclaimed, her eyes widened with indignation.
"We'll cover it with a carpet. I promise." Misao fervently vowed.
"You better be!" She growled and launched at Misao. As she was about to hit Misao with her bokken the bell rang and the two stopped.
"I'll get it!" Misao said. Kaoru smiled at her as she straightened out and opened the door. She was greeted by a menacing red haired man standing at the door way. One look from him and Misao wanted to flee right that minute but decorum came to her rescue and she opened the door softly and slowly allowing Kenshin to get inside.
Kenshin looked at the perspired woman in front of him and almost smiled. She looked behind her shoulder towards the other woman in the far side of the room and Kenshin's gaze followed her and stared at the other occupant of the room. Looking at her in such a tousled and disheveled condition with a sincere smile on her face gave him an unexpected rush of poignant tenderness. He easily crushed it with bitter rage and reminded himself that she was the little gold digger he must endure. He stepped inside the apartment and his lips quirked in a small smile. The room was full of energetic aura and he almost laughed out loud. "Did I ruin something?" he asked casually as though nothing happened between the two ladies. His eyes riveted on Kaoru's bokken and strode forward.
'Ohhh God, I forgot' Kaoru reprimanded herself for forgetting about their deal. Her body suddenly tensed when his eyes moved towards the bokken on her hand and she almost threw it away from his gaze or better yet she almost threw it at him. Her smile didn't waver, as what she expected. Instead, her inside was in turmoil. When she saw him walking inside the room, her knees started to buckle, her heart thundered, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes became the window of expressions. "Whaa…….Why doesn't you…. take a s-s-seat while w-w-we pack our t-things." She stammered in conscious nervousness. She didn't know if her reaction was toward him or herself and she doesn't want to find out.
"All right." Kenshin sat on one of the couches and stared at the messy embroidery left unattended on the floor.
Kaoru looked at Misao for help but received confusion written in her eyes. Her hand curved in a silent command for Misao to come forward, when she did, they both went to her room and told Misao about the deal and about her sudden trip.
"What? YOU ARE MOVING TO HIS HOUSE?!" Misao raved
"Lower your voice. You know I can't leave Kenji in his care. What if he doesn't give him back to me? What if he takes my nephew to another country where he will live there for a year or more? You know that I don't want them to take what is my second world." Kaoru explained, anxious at the man, currently in, the other part of her apartment.
"All right you have a point. I'll pack your things now and….. Kaoru I'll miss you. Don't worry I'll take care of your apartment." Misao murmured softly, her eyes were downcast, her hands were folded at her back in a meek gesture, her body was shivering, however, her stance was rigid, her eyes were blazing with unconcealed temper, and her teeth clenched in furious protest.
Kaoru rushed forward and patted her shoulder, "Oh, but you are going with me!" she thought that she'd placate her with her announcement and was therefore unprepared for her abrupt reaction.
Misao was back to her first reaction, she was shouting again, "What? YOU EXPECT ME TO COME WITH YOU?!"
Kaoru looked behind her shoulder for a hasty escape but found none, she nodded instead, "You know that I can't go there without someone on my side…." She trailed off, unable to complete her explanation without trying to shout her frustrations out. She sounded vulnerable and small too.
"All right, All right I'll go with you. I'll pack my things now." Misao forced the words out of her mouth and she shook her head. She took a deep breath as she treaded out of Kaoru's room without complaint and went to hers.
Half an hour had passed and there was still no single lady in Kenshin's sight. He growled in annoyance and resumed reading the newspaper in his hands. He was getting impatient with every passing second when Kaoru finally came into his view. Gone was the disheveled nymph of half an hour ago. Gone was the enticing lady standing before him with warmth in her eyes and an unexplainable temper. Gone was the unpredictable and exhausted, but smiling appearance he beheld a while ago. The lady standing before him was a lady of prim and proper, a lady of fury and spitfire, and a lady of coldness with a plain face. He looked at her from head to toe and shook his head in a silent dislike at her chosen garment. She was wearing a black dress with matching black shoes again. Her face was powder and cosmetics free and her lips were thin and pale. Her chi was back to being somber and predictable. Her body was rigid with tension and apprehension as she held Kenji in her right arm and holding her black bag in the other hand.
"I thought you forgot about our deal." Kenshin said as he stood up and placed his hands in his pocket.
"Kenshin…I…I think" She started.
"Are you having second thoughts, darling." He snapped, staring icily at her, leaving her with the astounding realization that beneath his cold, impassive pretense Kenshin was fuming.
Enraged, Kaoru walked over to him and faced him without flinching, "First of all, don't ever call me 'darling' for I am not, in any way, your girl friend or mistresses or whatever else you screw around with for you to say that. Secondly, I am not having second thoughts you arrogant, self-centered guy. In fact, I'm thinking that it would be better if we are somewhat accord to one another, but I think that won't do." She exploded as outrage overcames her fears.
Kenshin nodded and smiled at her.
She glared at him instead
"All right, for the sake of the child, I'll consider your request." Kenshin conceded with a bit of sarcasm in his voice, he bent forward and took Kaoru's bag and headed downstairs towards the waiting limousine at the front door of her apartment. He opened the door of the car in a gallantry way and assisted the two women. He gave the bag to his chauffeur and got inside, sitting at the other side of the car.
It was around dusk when they got to Kenshin's mansion. Sitting beside Misao, Kaoru gazed out the tinted windows of the car as it traveled down the smooth, straight driveway with huge trees on opposite sides that shielded the car from the sun's rays and hiding the beauty of a vast garden before them. A half mile ahead, majestically spread before them in a wide welcoming arc, was an enormous, castle-like mansion with a glass-dome at the center, and it had a refined terraced steps with four pillars, two at each side, molded in ancient Greek fashion, that stood like an avenging protector before heavy oak wood door with two glass windows on either side. In the forefront, at the center of the drive from the mansion, was a big fountain, sculpted with playful cherubs in the middle while the water flowed through them. The wall was fashioned like a palace in the early years of Kings and Queens and it was painted in creamy white, enhancing the details thoroughly.
"Will you look at that?" Misao whispered to herself, but Kenshin heard it all the same. He grinned at her startled face as she studied every part of the mansion waiting before them. He then looked at Kaoru and Kenji and his grin widened into a smile. Her face glowed with warmth; her eyes were bright with unsuppressed anxiety, curiosity, and delight while she crooned the baby. She looked like a girl who was seventeen again but a mother at the same time, everything she thought about was written in her lovely white face. She tore her gaze from Kenji long enough to find him staring at her.
They arrived at the front porch and were greeted by his most trusted butler. He climbed out of his car and helped the two ladies on their feet. "See to them." With no further instruction, he strode inside the house leaving a bewildered Kaoru and Misao with Henri, a stiff-faced man with tailored jacket and gloved hands. His attention was directed to Kaoru as he spoke in a gentle manner, contrary to his face, "Come with me miss, and I'll see you to your rooms" He took the bag from her and Misao, and proceeded inside the house. Misao gasped at the splendor of the interior of the mansion. Kenji chuckled with delight as Kaoru roved her head in astonishment and admiration.
They stepped into the marble entrance hall with Victorian cabinets at either side with vases of fresh flowers atop of it. And a huge glass-chandelier hung above their heads like droplets of tears from heaven. On the either side of the foyer was a red curving staircase that swept upward to the next floor. At the center of the two stairs were very lovely, well embroidered chairs that slightly tilted facing one another. Misao slanted her head back, looking at the domed-glass ceiling three stories above that bathed the area with soft and warm sunlight. Left of the foyer, before the staircase, was set of double doors. The first one was the drawing room; the couches were in a half circle facing the large hearth with a tea table at the center. The second room was the dining room and the third one is the living room, where modern appliances were located. At the right side were the study room, where Kenshin had gone through, and the library room.
When the three were ascending the staircase Kenshin called out, "This mansion follows a single rule, either you dine at exactly at nine or you don't dine at all. Have I made myself clear?" When the two guests nodded, he turned on his heel and went back to his study room. A minute later, Henri arrived at his door and bade him to enter.
"Sir?"
"Tell Ruth that she will be a nanny tonight. And tell her to arrange the nursery room for my nephew." He ordered. The butler nodded and left the room to carry out his order.
Kaoru gazed over every edge of the room, from the wonderful Persian carpet of pale pink with intricate designs beneath her feet to the lavishly painted walls with pretty lights plastered on it. A small fire place of cream marble was at the left side of the room with small vases at the top to decorate the finery of the room. A four poster canopy bed with pale crimson satin coverlet, heavily embroidered with gold, and five pillows arranged in its luxurious way. Beside the fireplace were rosewood bureau with brushes and a mirror, large enough to reflect her from head to waist.
Two more rooms opened off the bedroom. One was a dressing room—a large room with a huge mirror at the other end and open cabinets for shoes and dresses. The other room, as they peered on was the bathroom, spread out before her was a huge semicircular room of red-veined pink marble walls and floors. A wonderful gold faucet was located at the left with a mirror on the wall, and a bathing pod at the right side of the room. The bowl was enclosed in a painted glass at the left side of the corner and the wall was plastered with a peg for towels. She returned to the room and carefully laid Kenji on the bed and wooed him to sleep. Then she placed her black dresses on the bureau, not bothering to fill the dressing room. When she finished, she lay beside Kenji and closed her eyes.
Misao was astounded by the sheer beauty of her room. Pale, apple green paint covered the walls. Her bed was covered by dark green damask and four pillows were neatly arranged in a customary way. A cavernous green marble fireplace was at the far end, bathing the room with warmth and a bureau at the other side of the room, giving it a spacious look and like Kaoru's, there is also two more rooms opened off the bedroom: the dressing room and the bathroom.
As the clock struck nine, the two ladies went downstairs and dined with Kenshin. Silence enveloped the three as they consumed the food on their plate. Kaoru accidentally coughed, breaking the thin wall of silence, and looked at the other occupants.
"I'm sorry." She whispered
After they ate their meal, Kenshin stood up and went to his decanter of wine and liquor. He looked behind and directed his question to Misao, "What would you like, Ms….?" Kenshin asked
"You can call me Misao." She said with a smile.
Kenshin nodded and started to ask again, "What would you like to drink Misao? Sherry or champagne?"
"Well to be honest with you, I haven't tasted any of it." Misao declined softly and bowed her head in embarrassment.
"What about you Ms. Kaoru?"
"Neither. I haven't tasted any of it too."
"But I do insist!" Kenshin took out two glasses and poured some sherry in it and gave it to Kaoru and Misao as he poured himself a whiskey. "So how is my nephew?" He asked
"He is being taken care of by your servant named Ruth." Kaoru answered cautiously, unable to stand his penetrating gaze
Kenshin looked at her flushed cheeks and narrowed his eyes at her. 'How can this girl looking innocent and tempting and at the same time deceitful and a conniving haughty woman?' he thought, he shifted his glass in his hands and sat in the same chair. "Tell me, do you like the place?" his voice was dripping with sarcasm and anger. "I know you are already calculating your glorious month of free stay in my home. And do not worry about your expenses, it will be charged on my name while you stay here." He leaned back in his chair, waiting for his words to hit home.
"I did not come down to dine here with you just to be insulted like a common shrew. And I must remind you that I am not a gold digger, as you have proclaimed, every time we meet. As for the expenses, I won't spend a single penny from your name. Understand that?" Kaoru burst out
"Perfectly," Kenshin replied smoothly.
Misao looked from one person to the other and excused herself in the event that Kenji needed her. When Kenshin bade her to leave the dinning room, he look back at Kaoru and asked the reasons behind her unprecedented burst of anger. "What made you so mad? It is I who should feel that way!"
"You don't know?" Kaoru asked incredulously
"I wouldn't be asking you if I was sure with my assumption about the reasons for you to get so riled every time our path crosses."
Kaoru looked at him with mock disdain on her face, "What made me so mad on your part is because you are a conniving bastard who ruined my sister. When you learned about their upcoming marriage, you who threatened my sister of imprisonment because you accused her as a bigamist—that is why your brother broke off their engagement. Then you made her sign a document that pertained to her adulterous affair with your brother and the only perfect solution is to become the perfect mistress. You indecent clod! Then you humiliated her! You addressed her as though she is not human enough to face you!" She raged at him. She stood up in fury, making the chair to tumble backward and her fist descended on the table with a loud sound but Kenshin was mildly amused by her sudden show of temper.
When she quieted down, Kenshin stared at her and recited her accusations as a litany of prayer, "What about my brother? Let me hear your reasons why you hated my brother too?"
Her chest rose and fell as she seethed with anger, "Well, your brother is as conniving and arrogant and bastard like you are. He took her to his bed. He impregnated her without the sacred vows and then he deserted her with the very reason of another marriage. He subjected her to this and left her grieving like a common whore…"
Kenshin cut in, unable to keep silent after her tirades, "that she is." He finished for her.
"Don't you dare malign my sister! You accuse her as a whore but you want her child?!" Kaoru burst out outrageously.
"Because that child, even though he is your sister's son, has my brother's blood that flows within his body, and the only way to salvage him from your unworldly clutches is to take custody of him." Kenshin said, impassive as before.
"Then where is your brother? He should be the one who is taking care of him not you"
"He is with his wife and to tell you the truth he doesn't want the child and he doesn't want anything to do with the child either to see him or take care of him" Kenshin announced "And about your accusations, only one thing is true about me. I threatened her imprisonment of bigamy because she coerced by brother to do it or else she would kill the babe. And in fact she is the one who made me sign documents that pertained to my nephew's future. Consider the issue of being a gold digger. "
"I don't believe you!"
"Believe it because I have proofs. She hired a very good lawyer, in my name and money, and subjected me and my family to this." Kenshin stood up and hauled Kaoru's form and lead her out of the dinning area into the study room. He pushed her into a nearby seat at the room and went to his desk. He opened a drawer at the bottom left, took out pieces of papers and shoved it in front of her.
For a second, Kaoru couldn't believe what she was seeing, and when she did accept it, wrath rose up in her chest, choking and sickening her to an endless disdain. The first document stated that Tomoe was deliberately burdening Akira with all the financials she could and would face in the future in order to sustain the merger of the real spouse to the father of the child and so as not to scandalize the party. And the father must always give a hundred thousand dollars a month for the expenses of the child as well as the mother's or the guardian's. The second document pertained to the father and Uncle of the child that if they did not cooperate with the first document, then Tomoe and Akira's private affairs will be revealed with the help of the media and through court case. It also stated that the father of the child must marry her within a month with or without the divorce papers. If the marriage is not performed then the baby will be terminated.
Kaoru looked at the bottom and almost doubled over with disgust as she saw her sister's signature – claiming all the accusations at the top. 'Her sister wanted the money! The money that was being coerced from the man she hated and from the father of the child.' She vehemently shook her head as though to get rid of her with those indomitable words that crushed her to pieces. That is why Kenshin thought of her as an impossible gold digger. A gold digger! "Christ! She twisted the truth for her sake." She whispered.
Kenshin looked at her and almost snorted out loud, "Your charade was convincing but that was not enough to prove to me that you are not a gold digger at all." With that, he swept out of the room, leaving Kaoru all alone in her own misery.
Kaoru stared at the evidence, proving without a doubt that what he think of her was based on the documents in her hands. She fought down the tears that were starting form in her eyes as she stared at the papers. She stood up and placed it on the desk and made her way out of the room. She started walking down the long hall and opened a door, thinking that it was the living room, but she ended up in one of the most beautiful garden she had ever seen. She gasped at the beauty and slowly stepped on the green grass. She smiled inspite of her trouble and waded her way down the slope. She sat down; legs tucked away, and stared at the moon and stars as though they were her defender. She was trying to forget everything but her mind rebelled against it. Her body stated to quiver from the cold, when a cloth covered her. She looked up and found the same old woman she encountered two days ago.
"Oh it's you" Abigale whispered. She sat down beside Kaoru and looked at her misty eyes
"A-abigale. W-what, a-are you….?" Kaoru stammered
"So you met my grandson?"
"Grandson?" Kaoru asked, incredulous at the moment.
"My grandson, Kenshin. Isn't he a fine young man?"
Kaoru's eyes widened at the old lady's description of Kenshin. "He is..He is" Kaoru mumbled uncertain whether to agree with the woman or to give her her own opinion. 'The only way to describe him was, he was the most arrogant, cruel, obstinate, self-centered bastard.' Kaoru thought happily, but her stomach twisted into a tight knot, 'it ain't do him any justice.' Her mind reprimanded her.
"How did you meet him?" Abigale asked, looking at Kaoru with purple eyes.
"Well…..we met…we met."
"You didn't answer my question. How did you meet my grandson?"
"It's a long story and I know you throttle me and your grandson when you hear it" Kaoru answered, defeated at the old woman's interrogation.
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A/N: There, I think I answered all you inquisitions about the reasons and the Akira's sudden disappearance. When I got a huge question about their real reasons for hating each other, I tell you, my mind went blank and I have to mull it over to create this story because I know all of you are having questions in mind as to what is the real reason behind. And I am glad I answered it, I hope these reasons are adequate enough. sigh Hope you loved it. By the way I am thinking of changing my summary and I would love your preferences about it. The first one that entered my mind was: Kaoru's desire to take custody of her sister's child fueled his own but hatred separates them and the only way to solve it is to bond…bond them by their hatred! And the other one: Hatred is what they feel for each other, but as time passes by, their hatred will bond them together. So which is which??? I really need your suggestion about this one. So please click the purple button there.
Rei: Thanks for the suggestion and I'll definitely use it in future. Of course Megumi will be here, I don't want to leave Sano loveless and I'm glad you still find this cool. :pinch on the cheeks:
The-Wolf-of-Stars: I am sorry to disappoint you but her vengeance will be in the future coz i want it as a surprise and thanks for reviewing and finding this story interesting. :P
Kitsune: About the grammars, I'll take the blame on my part coz in the first four chapters, it was my own words and grammars. And I thank you for your comments about the reasons. You really got me there. I never thought that Akira's marriage was a lame excuse for their battle or whatever they call it and i know I didn't warn my readers about major OOC but I just learned it four days ago what does it mean. But all of this, I'm glad you found this story fun to read. Hope I'll see you again in this chapter
agaxris: I once also felt that kind of feeling that you feel disgusted with your favorite character but somehow he'll change in my upcoming chapters. :P Right now I'm at loss for words but I'm glad you loved it. :hug:
gaby (hyatt: Its nice to hear from you again. And thanks by the way for making me favorites. I hope I'll see you in this chapter again.
Angelstarhikaru: It's not as though I'm introducing pocket books but if you read Judith McNaught's you'll also love it. :P And I'll look for love beyond reason by Sandra Brown…I'm not pretty sure if I have that one. Anyweiz, I'll read it for you.
Cyjj: Thanks for liking the previous chapter…it was hard for me to come up deals that would still look like he is abusing Kaoru and I'm glad you like it :wink:
Angel338: I'm totally glad you loved the last chapter and about your question…you'll find out after two or three chapters ;P I hope I'll see you again in this chapter :giggle helplessly:
BLONDE GOTH :pinch on the cheeks: Thanks for the chibis don't worry I'll give you enormous battousai and sou-chan when I catch them About the questions…..I em neither American nor English for that matter, but I em a Filipina and I don't live in states, not yet anyway. I kinda like metallica, I like the way they rock Well I really love your comments because, as what you have said it makes your day. Of course I kinda rephrased it :P :still pinching your cheeks: o
chibiBattousai: I still kinda like to pinch your cheeks. Hehehehehehe I'm glad you loved it and I'm sorry it took me almost two weeks to create this one. Hope you'll still be here :P
RuroKenFan a.k.a. Ficfan:hug so hard: you really make my day . Thanks for loving it and I'm glad its still rock'n. hope I'll see you in this chapter again and thanks for your review
Himesama16:Well here is the sixth and I hope you'd loved it. Thanks for your review, and the inspiration. Wow I can't believe that I had that effect on you, well actually not me of course but the fic.
Kenshin's-angel: hands on your forehead: I'm glad you're all right now. And thanks for your review hehehehehe. I know why kenshin is very clever…because of the deals he posed on Kaoru. I can't stop smiling at how you described him but I'm glad Nga pala, nakalimutan koh, kakausapin nga pala kita nang tagalong. hehehehehe
Guys I'm totally sorry for my short responses because I just sneaked in just to create this response because we are going out. But I love all your comments and compliments therefore I love you guys