Hey, yah I'm updating, what a surprise. Well, I've been up all
night finishing the chapter to Past Person, but now I'm gonna do this.
Since I don't have internet yet, I'm just going to finish my stories and
update. So this is all good for you, but right now I'm bushed. Its three
forty now and I'm just barely awake. Where's the coffee?
Disclaimer-I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction, I would just make the manga like I would want and it wouldn't end up like it did.
I know now what love is like An enemy lover
Kaoru stood there, staring at a copy of a man she recognized. This man was different though, Kenshin only had one scar across his cheek, this man had an x.
But then she realized he was not human. "I am Kaoru, and I will now be your destroyer. I protect this city and I don't need another vampire ruining all I've worked for."
The vampire looked smugly at her. "I see you don't like vampires all that much. I kill humans like you every day. You should leave now before I decide to kill you too."
Kaoru smiled at the idiot. He hadn't been alive long to realize she too was a vampire. But, she had been alive for so long that she could easily mask her inhuman aura. Picking up a pool stick, she held it like a katana and took a stance she learned from Kenshin, battou-jutsou. He mimicked her stance, but held a real katana.
Hissing low in her throat and snarling slightly, she showed off her gleaming sharp teeth which surprised the vampire and he let his guard down. Jumping, she dove behind him and went to strike his back, but he turned and blocked it. She raised her weapon over her head to hit his shoulder and neck but again he blocked. Kaoru repeatedly struck out at him, and each time he blocked her strike.
Kaoru stepped back and took a breather. She was going easy on the guy, but he was not tying either. She was one of the oldest vampires around, and yet he was just as strong as her. The older you are, the stronger you are. By how little he knew about their kind, she supposed he was born not to long ago. But was remarkably strong, too strong.
"Are you the one who calls himself Battousai?"
"Yes, and now that you know, you shall die."
He charged this time, putting more strength into his swing. His blade slid down the pool stick, sending wood shavings to fly at her. The blade stopped when it reached her hand, but it was cutting her and blood started to run down her fingers. She pulled back and ran the end of the stick into his chest. He gave a soft grunt, then he too pushed his blade into her abdomen. She gave a slight cry as more blood flowed out, staining her uniform. While the blade was twisting around in her muscles, she swung the stick, hitting him in his temple, knocking him out.
Kaoru lay down her stick, and collapsed on the ground next to the battousai. The hole in her stomach was minor and she would live, but it had been a while since she was last wounded like that, and it would take a while to heal.
She looked over at the prone form lying next to her. It was like Kenshin, her Kenshin, was sleeping peacefully next to her again. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of those days over a century ago.
He isn't a reincarnation of her Kenshin. Vampires are made, either by another vampire, or by dieing an extremely tragic death and live on to repent in a way or find what they were missing in the first place. Before you die, you have to beg to live again, and have a reason. Most reasons for a vampire are to find the happiness that they never had when they were alive.
For Kaoru, it was for love. She loved her father so much, but he paid no attention to her. He was all she had and he didn't care. When she refused to marry, just so she could stay with her father, he had gone crazy with anger and told her she was worthless, then killed her. Kaoru had been traveling for many centuries trying to find love, a fatherly love, a friendly love, even a romantic love. But after her death, she was slightly traumatized and feared growing to attached to someone for fear she would be treated like before. This fear grew until she couldn't be around to many people, and then she was all alone. She didn't want to be around anyone, unless to feed.
That was her story, but what about this strange look alike? Tiredly, she lifted Battousai up and ran out of the bar, quietly leaving town and entering the woods to a cabin. This small cabin was hidden behind large trees and was almost imposable to find. Entering, she grabbed some rope and tied the man down tightly, then bandaged her hand and stomach. She dumped water over his head, and he woke up spluttering.
"Who are you?" Kaoru looked at the man with indifference. He stared back at her with cold, uncaring eyes.
"I told you, I am Battousai."
"No, your name, where you came from, and how old are you."
Battousai looked at her perplexed, then confusion ran across his features. It was like the first time he ever thought of it. He was trying so hard to find an answer that he let his guard down and Kaoru could see right through his soul. It was cold and uncaring, but there was a small pink spot there.
He looked up to her, his eyes showing all the confusion and worry he was feeling. "I don't know. I have no memories, of who I am, or how old I am. I don't know anything."
Maybe she hit him to hard.
"What do you know then?"
His face went cold again. "That is something you can not know."
"How far do your memories go back?"
Again he was thinking. "About a month or so."
Kaoru nodded. He looked harmless now, and maybe he wouldn't attack her. "If I let you go, will you attack me?"
"Maybe" He grinned, "maybe not."
"I want you to leave now. Don't try looking for me, because you won't find me. Good bye Battousai."
He was about to respond when a searing pain shot through his head, and everything went black. Kaoru put the stick down that she hit him with, and picked up his limp body. She hated hitting him, but she couldn't trust him not to do anything if she untied him. She walked further into the forest and dropped him into a bush.
She walked back to town and to the bar she worked at. The manager was there with police, and she asked her boss for a small talk. Quickly, she erased his memories of her ever working there, and some of the waitresses who knew her. If the battousai came here looking for her, no one would even remember her.
She went home, and Misao bombarded her with questions. She said that she saw the murderer leave and followed him, lost him, then went to the police.
Later that night, she snuck into everyone's rooms and erased their memories of her ever working in the bar. They didn't know she was a vampire, and they didn't need to know any time soon either.
Battousai awoke in the woods, right where Kaoru left him. Some one was approaching and he waited for them. The figure almost glided over to his side, and produced a knife to cut the ropes.
"Battousai, you let some woman defeat you, not once, but twice. I should have never bothered with you, you are weak."
Battousai gave a pleading look and got to his knees and begged. "Please, my love let me at her. She is a vampire and is very strong. I just underestimated her strength."
The figure thought for a moment. For ever it seemed she had been trying to rid the world of all the oldest vampires, so she could be the strongest and then destroy them all. There were very few old ones left. If Battousai could not defeat this one, she should be older than her.
"Yes, Battousai, you will look for this woman, and when you find her, kill her. You want to be the strongest, so you can protect all of the innocent, right?"
"Yes, my love."
"Then you will kill this woman..."
"Kaoru."
"Kaoru? Kaoru will die, and then you will be strongest, so you can protect all."
Battousai stood and ran off toward the city. To kill is to protect. That is what Tomoe, his love, bore into his mind.
Rather short, but don't worry, I have all week to get a new chapter in, so just wait. I'm to tired to say much else, but since I don't have internet, I don't know the name's of my reviewers so I will just say this...
Thank you all, you are wonderful readers and always will be. This message is for all who've read my story and for those who reviewed.
Love Ymir-chan
Disclaimer-I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fan fiction, I would just make the manga like I would want and it wouldn't end up like it did.
I know now what love is like An enemy lover
Kaoru stood there, staring at a copy of a man she recognized. This man was different though, Kenshin only had one scar across his cheek, this man had an x.
But then she realized he was not human. "I am Kaoru, and I will now be your destroyer. I protect this city and I don't need another vampire ruining all I've worked for."
The vampire looked smugly at her. "I see you don't like vampires all that much. I kill humans like you every day. You should leave now before I decide to kill you too."
Kaoru smiled at the idiot. He hadn't been alive long to realize she too was a vampire. But, she had been alive for so long that she could easily mask her inhuman aura. Picking up a pool stick, she held it like a katana and took a stance she learned from Kenshin, battou-jutsou. He mimicked her stance, but held a real katana.
Hissing low in her throat and snarling slightly, she showed off her gleaming sharp teeth which surprised the vampire and he let his guard down. Jumping, she dove behind him and went to strike his back, but he turned and blocked it. She raised her weapon over her head to hit his shoulder and neck but again he blocked. Kaoru repeatedly struck out at him, and each time he blocked her strike.
Kaoru stepped back and took a breather. She was going easy on the guy, but he was not tying either. She was one of the oldest vampires around, and yet he was just as strong as her. The older you are, the stronger you are. By how little he knew about their kind, she supposed he was born not to long ago. But was remarkably strong, too strong.
"Are you the one who calls himself Battousai?"
"Yes, and now that you know, you shall die."
He charged this time, putting more strength into his swing. His blade slid down the pool stick, sending wood shavings to fly at her. The blade stopped when it reached her hand, but it was cutting her and blood started to run down her fingers. She pulled back and ran the end of the stick into his chest. He gave a soft grunt, then he too pushed his blade into her abdomen. She gave a slight cry as more blood flowed out, staining her uniform. While the blade was twisting around in her muscles, she swung the stick, hitting him in his temple, knocking him out.
Kaoru lay down her stick, and collapsed on the ground next to the battousai. The hole in her stomach was minor and she would live, but it had been a while since she was last wounded like that, and it would take a while to heal.
She looked over at the prone form lying next to her. It was like Kenshin, her Kenshin, was sleeping peacefully next to her again. Tears welled up in her eyes as she thought of those days over a century ago.
He isn't a reincarnation of her Kenshin. Vampires are made, either by another vampire, or by dieing an extremely tragic death and live on to repent in a way or find what they were missing in the first place. Before you die, you have to beg to live again, and have a reason. Most reasons for a vampire are to find the happiness that they never had when they were alive.
For Kaoru, it was for love. She loved her father so much, but he paid no attention to her. He was all she had and he didn't care. When she refused to marry, just so she could stay with her father, he had gone crazy with anger and told her she was worthless, then killed her. Kaoru had been traveling for many centuries trying to find love, a fatherly love, a friendly love, even a romantic love. But after her death, she was slightly traumatized and feared growing to attached to someone for fear she would be treated like before. This fear grew until she couldn't be around to many people, and then she was all alone. She didn't want to be around anyone, unless to feed.
That was her story, but what about this strange look alike? Tiredly, she lifted Battousai up and ran out of the bar, quietly leaving town and entering the woods to a cabin. This small cabin was hidden behind large trees and was almost imposable to find. Entering, she grabbed some rope and tied the man down tightly, then bandaged her hand and stomach. She dumped water over his head, and he woke up spluttering.
"Who are you?" Kaoru looked at the man with indifference. He stared back at her with cold, uncaring eyes.
"I told you, I am Battousai."
"No, your name, where you came from, and how old are you."
Battousai looked at her perplexed, then confusion ran across his features. It was like the first time he ever thought of it. He was trying so hard to find an answer that he let his guard down and Kaoru could see right through his soul. It was cold and uncaring, but there was a small pink spot there.
He looked up to her, his eyes showing all the confusion and worry he was feeling. "I don't know. I have no memories, of who I am, or how old I am. I don't know anything."
Maybe she hit him to hard.
"What do you know then?"
His face went cold again. "That is something you can not know."
"How far do your memories go back?"
Again he was thinking. "About a month or so."
Kaoru nodded. He looked harmless now, and maybe he wouldn't attack her. "If I let you go, will you attack me?"
"Maybe" He grinned, "maybe not."
"I want you to leave now. Don't try looking for me, because you won't find me. Good bye Battousai."
He was about to respond when a searing pain shot through his head, and everything went black. Kaoru put the stick down that she hit him with, and picked up his limp body. She hated hitting him, but she couldn't trust him not to do anything if she untied him. She walked further into the forest and dropped him into a bush.
She walked back to town and to the bar she worked at. The manager was there with police, and she asked her boss for a small talk. Quickly, she erased his memories of her ever working there, and some of the waitresses who knew her. If the battousai came here looking for her, no one would even remember her.
She went home, and Misao bombarded her with questions. She said that she saw the murderer leave and followed him, lost him, then went to the police.
Later that night, she snuck into everyone's rooms and erased their memories of her ever working in the bar. They didn't know she was a vampire, and they didn't need to know any time soon either.
Battousai awoke in the woods, right where Kaoru left him. Some one was approaching and he waited for them. The figure almost glided over to his side, and produced a knife to cut the ropes.
"Battousai, you let some woman defeat you, not once, but twice. I should have never bothered with you, you are weak."
Battousai gave a pleading look and got to his knees and begged. "Please, my love let me at her. She is a vampire and is very strong. I just underestimated her strength."
The figure thought for a moment. For ever it seemed she had been trying to rid the world of all the oldest vampires, so she could be the strongest and then destroy them all. There were very few old ones left. If Battousai could not defeat this one, she should be older than her.
"Yes, Battousai, you will look for this woman, and when you find her, kill her. You want to be the strongest, so you can protect all of the innocent, right?"
"Yes, my love."
"Then you will kill this woman..."
"Kaoru."
"Kaoru? Kaoru will die, and then you will be strongest, so you can protect all."
Battousai stood and ran off toward the city. To kill is to protect. That is what Tomoe, his love, bore into his mind.
Rather short, but don't worry, I have all week to get a new chapter in, so just wait. I'm to tired to say much else, but since I don't have internet, I don't know the name's of my reviewers so I will just say this...
Thank you all, you are wonderful readers and always will be. This message is for all who've read my story and for those who reviewed.
Love Ymir-chan