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¤ Mei – niece
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A Love for One Hated
By: Mystic Song
Chapter 12 Homecoming
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Yahiko woke up to the abrupt sound of pounding footsteps making their way down the dirt road towards the Aoiya. With a loud groan he pushed himself up and off of his futon, the blankets pooling at his feet. He made his way silently down the steps and to the front door, peering out down the road to make out the large silhouettes of various warriors and guards of Lord Seijuro's army. Yahiko's jaw dropped in awe as he watched the combatants march down the road, their weapons jingling at their sides carelessly.
With clothes disheveled, and hair tousled, Yahiko slid open the front door and stepped out onto the front lawn. His brown eyes were no longer hazy with sleep, but wide open in shock. Riding on a grand, gray speckled stallion sat Saitou Hajime.
Saitou's topaz eyes were narrowed in a scrutinizing glare as he bore down on the road ahead. His eyes never wavered as he pulled his horse over to the edge of the road, commanding the procession of warriors to proceed over. To Yahiko's amazement, Saitou dismounted his horse right outside the Aoiya's yard, tying the reins in a loose knot around the fence.
Yahiko warily approached the tall, stern man who was commonly known as the Wolf of Mibu. His way of the sword was deadly, and Lord Hiko was proud to recruit such a man into his armed forces. With an ungainly bow, Yahiko greeted Saitou, his eyes trained to the ground.
"Get up," Saitou commanded, causing Yahiko to spring back up, his back rigid. Saitou's thin lips curled into a cruel smirk, "Tell me, is the Battousai residing here?"
Yahiko cocked his head to the side in question. Wasn't the Battousai the legendary assassin? Why would he be staying at the Aoiya? Yahiko's skin fell suddenly stark white, his eyes widening until they threatened to fall out of his head. Could it be, that the person who had been staying with Kaoru, was the Battousai?
Saitou couldn't help but release a soft chuckle as he watched the multiple emotions slide across Yahiko's face. "I'll take that as a yes, then. Now, if you could please show me inside."
Yahiko drew in a tight breath as he escorted Saitou into the house. He had seen Kaoru walking around the house the day before with a red haired man. Though as curious as he was, he never brought himself to ask the man who he was, and why he was with Kaoru in the first place. But now that he knew that this man was the Battousai, he wondered how insane Kaoru must be to reside with this man.
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Kenshin grew stiff, detecting the intrusion of an intense man enter the house. His possessive instincts kicked in as he slid out of the western style bed and knelt down to Kaoru's sleeping side. He looked down at her angelic face; her ebony hair had strayed from its braid and fell about her face. With a tender yet calloused hand, Kenshin tucked the strands behind Kaoru's ear.
He longed to stay by her side longer, to just appreciate his love for her, and her love for him. They were together, even if it was only for the time being. Who knew how long their secret relationship would last since he was simply her guardian, and her a soon-to-be princess.
Sadness crossed his amethyst eyes at the thought of losing Kaoru. He would certainly not deal with it well. Though before he could dwell on this thought any longer, the heavy footsteps of a stranger downstairs brought Kenshin rushing down the steps, his sword at his side.
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Saitou walked calmly around the Aoiya's first floor. He knew he would be overriding his welcome by ascending the steps and searching out Kamiya without permission, but the boy before him wouldn't come out of his stupor. He remained standing still, his face holding a shocked expression with mouth gaping open and eyes bulging. Saitou was amused, and would therefore not bring the boy around. However his patience was dwindling.
A whir of movement was heard up stairs, and Saitou directed his topaz eyes to the top of the steps. Could that stirring be of Kaoru's? Or possibly a member of the Oniwabanshu? In a split second, Saitou felt the cold of steel pressed lightly yet firmly against his throat. Aah, it was the Battousai.
Saitou did not flinch, yet directed his gaze upon the golden hue that belonged solely to the Battousai. "So we meet again, Battousai." Saitou greeted coolly.
Kenshin was surprised to find Saitou in the Aoiya, but reasoned it had something to do with Kaoru. "Can I help you?" He replied just as coldly.
"This kind boy brought me into the house so I may take Kaoru back up to the castle." Saitou said with mock kindness, gesturing towards the young boy that was still standing in his daze.
Kenshin looked at Yahiko quizzically before returning his death glare towards Saitou. "Taking Kaoru back? Under whose orders?"
Saitou resisted the urge to roll his eyes. If Battousai really wanted a conversation, then there was no reason to keep him at sword point. "Who else other than Lord Hiko?"
Kenshin tensed. If Hiko was calling Kaoru back to the castle, then that meant that they were taking action against Shishio. He probably wanted to place Kaoru underneath the castle's protection so that Kenshin could go into battle.
A sneer crossed Saitou's face. "I see that you cannot bring yourself to part from Kaoru, ne?"
"Don't assume what you don't know." Kenshin snarled. His eyes had become more deadly than before if that was even possible. They were so mortifying, in fact, that Saitou took a step back, topaz eyes widening in shock.
Though being the stubborn man that Saitou was, he decided to continue the matter further. "Oh, believe me Battousai, I do know much. It's all clear. I see the way you admire that tanuki when you think no one notices, or the way she responds to your every gesture." Kenshin's temper started to flare as he threatened to slice Saitou's head clean off by applying the slightest bit of pressure on his neck, just enough to draw blood. "Don't be foolish. This is for your own good."
A deep growl emitted from Kenshin's throat as he drew his sword an inch from Saitou's neck, preparing to sever it from the rest of his body. Though just as he was about to deliver the blow, a startled gasp was emitted from the second floor.
Kenshin's face whipped around to face the innocent cobalt orbs that belonged to none other than Kaoru. Her hand covered her gaping mouth and her eyes were tearing. "Kenshin," she made out in a soft whimper.
Kenshin immediately drew himself away from Saitou, rushing up the steps to meet Kaoru. He reached out a tentative hand to stroke Kaoru's cheek, though the moment his hand made contact, she flinched and withdrew from him. Kenshin was hurt, his eyes no longer amber but a deep amethyst. "Kaoru," he said, his voice cracking.
"W-what were you doing?" She asked timidly, gesturing towards Saitou's austere silhouette on the ground floor.
"He entered the house, and I thought he was threatening you." Kenshin answered truthfully, craving to draw Kaoru up in his arms and rock her to soothe her troubled thoughts.
"You were about to kill him, weren't you?" She asked, her voice hoarse.
Kenshin shook his head wildly, crimson locks falling out of its bindings. "Of course not, Kaoru, of course not. I don't kill." He said the last part weakly.
Kaoru's eyes widened in realization, her eyebrows threatening to travel up past her hairline. This was how her and Kenshin fought only a few days before, and she never wanted that to happen again. "Oh, Kenshin..." she trailed off, tears trailing down her face and splashing onto the floor. She fell forward, Kenshin catching her in a strong embrace, gently cradling her against his warm body.
Yahiko immediately stirred, his face jerking up to face Kaoru. When he saw Kenshin holding her, his eyes darkened and he dashed up the steps. "Get off of her Battousai!" Yahiko cried, beating his hands onto Kenshin's back.
Kenshin stiffened, though didn't let go of Kaoru in fear that she would topple down the steps. Instead, he sat down on the top step, Kaoru on his lap with her head buried into his chest.
Fear shone in Yahiko's startled brown eyes as he looked at Kaoru and Kenshin together. He knew that Kaoru was trustworthy, but for her to trust a hitokiri was fanatical! "Kaoru!" Yahiko cried, hoping to knock some sense into Kaoru.
Kaoru looked up, her face had reddened and her eyes were puffy. Her hands clutched onto Kenshin's gi at his shoulders, her knuckles white. "Yahiko?" Kaoru questioned meekly.
"Get off of him!" Yahiko ordered his teacher who he loved as a sister and mother. "He's the Battousai, you know!"
Kaoru's eyes grew dangerously dark and her eyes narrowed. "He was the Battousai, Yahiko. And I do know that."
"Then why are you still sitting there, busu?" Yahiko cried, fearing that Kenshin might somehow attack Kaoru. Though Kenshin's eyes were a soft, compassionate amethyst, gazing at Yahiko with understanding shimmering in his depths, and nothing compared to the blazing amber he had confronted Saitou with.
"I have accepted him for who he is, Yahiko no baka, and so should you." Kaoru scolded, releasing her hands from Kenshin's shirt and attempting to stand and face Yahiko.
"Oro!" Kenshin cried as he encircled his arm around Kaoru's waist. He was worried that the boy would be struck by one of Kaoru's deadly bokkens.
Yahiko froze and looked at Kenshin questioningly. There Kenshin sat, his amethyst eyes slightly dazed and Kaoru safe in his arms. He quickly turned and marched down the steps towards Saitou. "How can he be the Battousai?" Yahiko asked loudly.
A smirk slid across Saitou's face. "His fighting style is superb." Saitou commented, "And you'll also notice the legendary scar on his left cheek, or the red hair. Haven't you heard any of that legend, brat?" Saitou earned a deadly growl from Yahiko. "But right now I must leave with Kaoru. Perhaps you will watch him fight later on, kid."
Kaoru stiffened. She wasn't ready to leave. After all, she had just arrived. And how could she just leave Yahiko like that? She had abandoned him once, and she wasn't keen on abandoning him again. She could see the same thoughts rushing across Yahiko's mind as well.
Kaoru looked desperately at Kenshin, but his expression was blank, his eyes held nothing. It was then that Kaoru knew she had to give in. "Saitou- san," Kaoru said softly, drawing the curious glances of both Saitou and Yahiko, "When is it that I may return?"
Saitou looked at Kaoru thoughtfully. "Perhaps on your weekend visits from the castle. You will be living there from now on."
Yahiko gasped. "No, that's not possible! She has a life here, in town! She just can't leave everything behind!"
Kenshin looked sadly at Yahiko, and when Yahiko returned his gaze, Yahiko knew that what Saitou had said was true. Kaoru was leaving, and she probably wouldn't return. Though in Kaoru's aquamarine orbs was hope and determination. "I will return in three days." Kaoru declared, her back straightening as she slowly stood up from Kenshin's lap and calmly walked down the stairs.
Kenshin looked bewildered, as did Saitou, but they did not dare question Kaoru. Her eyes were a blazing fire, and if they weren't such two strong men, they would have cowered underneath her glare. Instead, Saitou ignored Kaoru's comment and said, "Then we leave immediately."
Yahiko looked dumbstruck.
Kenshin made his way towards Yahiko and said softly, "Don't worry, I will be with her always. I will personally make sure she returns to you."
Yahiko looked fretfully up into Kenshin's eyes, but what he saw was a promise that would not be broken. Kenshin nodded assuredly at Yahiko before following Kaoru out of the house. Meanwhile, Yahiko dashed up the steps to wake Aoshi and Misao.
Outside, Saitou had saddled two horses: one of them being his own gray- speckled stallion, and the second being a plain chestnut. He mounted his horse and motioned for Kaoru to mount the chestnut. Attached to her horse's bridle was a leading rope that Saitou signaled Kenshin to take. Kenshin gave Saitou a rebellious look and looped it around the horse's neck as if it were the reins. After helping Kaoru up onto the saddle, he sat himself behind her, guiding her hands with his to the reins as he taught her how to steer the horse.
Kaoru felt safe with Kenshin's arms wrapped around her. She leaned herself back into Kenshin's chest, trying to obtain the warmth she had lost from the Aoiya. That was her second home, and to leave that along with her friends created that all too familiar void in her heart. Silent tears streamed down her face as she rode ahead, sheltering her face from the curious townsfolk's stares that appeared as they peeped their nosy heads out of their houses to see what was going on.
Once they had passed most of the town and were approaching the gates to the castle, Kenshin noticed a variety of carriages that were aligned at the castle's entrance. Visitors of the Lord, no doubt, though Kenshin didn't know whom Hiko would invite at this time. Instead, he wiped the tears from Kaoru's eyes so that she would appear presentable to whichever guests were present in the Lord's castle.
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Hitokiri Kamiya strolled briskly down the halls, his long black hair trailing behind him as he went. He had just heard from Megumi that his niece, Kaoru, was returning, and with her came a line of suitors. Though Kamiya had to admit that it was a strange time to be dealing with suitors when the battle was just about to take place, but he was anxious for his niece to be taken care of. After all, this battle he was about to take part in might be his last.
After regaining strength and reviewing fighting techniques, he had decided to help protect his Lord and people. Megumi had advised him that any severe injuries retrieved from the battle may very well result in death since his body wouldn't be able to handle as much stress as it used to. Though Kamiya's pride was strong, and his determination would not have his will waver when it came to protecting the ones that he loved. Kamiya wanted to end Shishio's reign of power, and rid the world of the fear he presented.
Kamiya was a hitokiri, a skilled fighter. It was his destiny to end his life by the sword, whether it be of his or of another. If this were to be his last battle, then he wanted to be assured that his daughter was in the safe arms of a man that was capable of protecting her, and of loving her.
His pace quickened as he saw Lord Hiko appear at the head of the hallway. He was making his way to the entrance hall as well so that he may greet the many suitors that had presented themselves. However, Kamiya noticed that Hiko's face was strained and his patience thin.
"Seijuro." Kamiya called from the hallway, halting his friend and Lord.
Hiko paused and paled as he noticed Kamiya standing before him, upright and out of bed. "Why aren't you resting?"
Kamiya smiled brightly. "My niece is returning, and I am here to greet her. There's also word that many suitors have made their way here as well."
"Hai, that is so." Hiko said disapprovingly.
Kamiya quirked an eyebrow in question to Hiko's statement. "And is that a problem?"
Hiko looked down, unable to meet his friend's eyes. "It is too early for Kaoru to be having suitors. She should at least go through some etiquette lessons before starting her courtship. Though, I feel that these suitors might pose as a problem to my baka deshi..." Hiko trailed off, unable to admit to Kamiya what he had in mind with his friend's niece.
Kamiya looked at Hiko expectantly, his ice blue eyes were hard. Hiko remained silent. "Hiko," Kamiya inquired firmly, "Is there something you're not telling me about my niece?" Kamiya felt as if Hiko was disregarding a fact that Kamiya felt it was his responsibility to know. He was very protective of his niece, and would not tolerate any actions forced upon her that he had no idea about.
Hiko's eyes faltered as his gaze flickered towards the ground. Slowly, and softly, Hiko replied, "I have already chosen a suitor for Kaoru, and I expect her to marry him. However, they are both not aware of this, and these suitors' arrival is very much unexpected."
Kamiya was shocked. "...Who?"
"Himura Kenshin." Hiko replied confidently, displaying his trust in the boy.
Kamiya's eyes widened and an arrogant smirk found its way onto his lips. "Why you sly dog. I strongly support your decision."
Hiko smiled good-naturedly. He was glad that Kamiya had approved. Kamiya, on the other hand, realized that there could be possibly no better match than his niece and the ex-hitokiri. Himura was a skilled fighter, and had hung around the castle and Hiko long enough to make educated suggestions and decisions. Kaoru had a strong will and would never give up on her country. Her ideas were creative and beneficial. All in all, they would make a great couple.
Kamiya's arrogant smirk transformed into a knowing smile. He realized why Hiko had used Himura to search out for Kaoru. Hiko was playing the role of matchmaker. "Well I do believe that this may benefit your situation between Kaoru and Himura."
"How so?" Hiko asked, motioning for Kamiya to walk with him as they approached the entrance hall where the suitors were waiting.
"Have you ever heard of a little thing called jealousy?"
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Kaoru had dozed off in Kenshin's arms during the short amount of time between entering the castle gates and traveling up the path to the castle's entrance. She sat in Kenshin's lap, her head resting on his shoulder, ebony hair tied up in a high ponytail spewed out across Kenshin's shoulder and down his chest. Her angelic face was peaceful with eyelids gently closed.
It was in times like these when Kenshin wished it was just Kaoru and himself, alone. Where they could be just two normal people in love. Though Kaoru's status and publicity held him back. True, they knew of their love for each other, but they could never publicly display it because they were never alone anymore, and Kenshin hated that.
He discreetly bowed his head and laid a gentle kiss on one of Kaoru's eyelids, causing her to stir and moan in his arms. "Wake up, love." Kenshin said gently enough for Kaoru's waking ears.
Kaoru gave a soft groan and snuggled into his chest some more. "Not now, please..."
Kenshin gave a light chuckle and nudged Kaoru playfully. "But we're here."
Slowly but surely, Kaoru's eyes blinked open revealing her sleepy blue orbs. She looked up at the castle and was awed by the many carriages that were lined in front of her with young men of high stature stepping out of them.
"What are all these men doing?" Kaoru asked groggily.
A sneer could be found on Saitou's place as he rode up alongside Kenshin and Kaoru. "Why, they are your suitors of course."
Kaoru could feel Kenshin stiffen beneath her as his eyes grew amber. She rested her hands on the reins, on top of his, and rubbed them gently. Kenshin relaxed at once, though his eyes still remained amber. He was going to have a chat with Hiko once they entered the castle.
In an effort to avoid the many suitors, Kenshin suggested that they head to the stables. Saitou reluctantly agreed as he led the way down a side path towards a humble barn lying just below the castle's wake.
Kenshin dismounted the chestnut horse first before turning towards Kaoru and placing his hands on her hips. She looked at him and pouted. "Mou, I can do this myself."
Kenshin smiled heartedly and lifted Kaoru from the saddle nonetheless, placing her by his side. He offered Kaoru his arm, and she took it eagerly as they made their way up to the castle. Saitou made his way slowly up behind him, taking in the sight of the soon-to-be princess and her guard.
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Footsteps could be heard off to the right as Hiko confronted the many suitors that had just recently arrived. Ignoring the resounding noises of three pairs of feet, he scrutinized the many young men that brought gifts of courtship. Hiko felt pity for these men. He knew that Kaoru would never accept the notion that men tried to win her over through material possession.
"When will she be arriving?" One eager young man asked with his bright blue eyes were shining in anticipation. He had slicked back brown hair for the occasion, and in his hand he held a long box. By the younger man's nimble appearance, Hiko assumed that he was very agile.
Hiko paused in his walk to stare at the younger man. "What is your name?"
The man stepped forward and bowed. "I am Soujiro Seta." He replied with an offsetting smile.
Hiko cocked his head to the side, the corner of his mouth upturned in question. This young man looked strangely familiar, though he could not put his finger on it.
"Ahem." A voice interrupted Hiko's thoughts from behind. Hiko turned on his heel to face Saitou with none other than Kenshin and Kaoru at his heels. He was pleased to note, however, that Kenshin and Kaoru were standing extraordinarily close to each other, her hand wound tightly through his arm. "Kamiya-san is here, as requested."
Hiko nodded his head in gratitude and motioned for Kaoru to step forward. Kaoru tentatively left Kenshin's grasp, giving him a weak smile before confronting the group. "Men," Hiko addressed the many suitors in the hall, "You have all arrived before I expected. Therefore allowing you more time to become acquainted to Kamiya Kaoru. You will address her as Kamiya-san unless told otherwise by her."
Kaoru took the opportunity presented and gave the men a curtsey. She was bewildered at the many young men that were present, and was unsettled of the fact that these men came with the objective of marrying her.
"It's an honor to meet you all." Kaoru greeted shakily.
Hiko cleared his throat and stepped forward. "I must now have a word with Kamiya-san. So if you would all proceed upstairs to find your temporary living quarters, you may soon dine at the feast that will be served in one hour."
The young men shuffled up the stairs, following the many maids that had obliged to show several men around the castle before they could dine in the hall. Hiko, meanwhile, hung back with Kenshin, Kaoru, and Saitou.
"I'm glad that you have returned safely, Kaoru-san." Hiko said with a mock bow.
Kaoru scowled at him. "And it is a pleasure to be back, I'm sure." She said with sarcasm dripping off her every word.
Kenshin could no longer suppress that smirk that had arisen on his face at Kaoru's attitude with Hiko. Never had he heard anyone stand up to Hiko like Kaoru had before, well, beside himself.
Hiko gave Kaoru a pleasant smile. "I have arranged a room for you on the third floor, east wing, right above the garden."
Saitou rolled his eyes dramatically.
"Though before I can allow you to retire for the evening, there is someone that would like to see you." Hiko nodded towards the door and out stepped Kamiya.
"Oji?" Kaoru asked in disbelief, "I thought you were sick still."
Kamiya smiled kindly at Kaoru. "Iie. I have recovered, mostly." He gently pulled Kaoru to the side. Kaoru glanced back at Hiko, Saitou, and Kenshin who had immediately lodged into an argument. And by the looks of Kenshin's hostile expressions, the argument wasn't going Kenshin's way.
"I have come to tell you, Kaoru, that I will be returning to battle. And I guess you could say as a last wish, I wanted you to be taken care of." Kamiya continued.
Kaoru's face compressed into a pout. "You know very well that I can take care of myself." She folded her arms in defiance.
Kamiya sighed. "Please, just give these men a chance, and promise me to marry."
Kaoru looked utterly disgusted. "One of those suitors? As if! What if I don't want to marry one of them?"
Kamiya flashed his eyes in Kenshin's direction briefly without drawing Kaoru's attention. "As long as you marry someone that Hiko approves."
Kaoru gave an annoyed sigh. "I don't like that idea."
Kamiya laughed loudly. "Mei, you're not going to like a lot of the ideas you will be hearing from now on, now that you will be accepting duties as a stewardess."
Kaoru's jaw dropped. She was starting so soon! Kaoru wasn't ready. Her bottom lip trembled as she staggered away from her uncle. She said softly to no one in particular, "I would like to go up to my room please."
Hiko, who had withdrawn from the heated discussion that now lasted between Kenshin and Saitou, had one of the nearby maids escort Kaoru up to her new room on the third floor. As soon as Kaoru had left, Kenshin retreated from the discussion and attempted to follow Kaoru upstairs.
Hiko held out his arm to stop Kenshin. "Her room is forbidden to all men, unless granted her permission. Right now, you do not have that."
Kenshin growled at Hiko and said without thinking, "I will always have her permission."
Hiko looked at Kenshin suggestively.
Kenshin gave a disgruntled growl and stormed out of the castle and to the guesthouse.
...tbc...
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A/N: Alrighty, another chapter done. I'm going on vacation tonight and band camp will be starting up in a couple months, so hopefully I will be able to finish this by then. Keep on reviewing!
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A Love for One Hated
By: Mystic Song
Chapter 12 Homecoming
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Yahiko woke up to the abrupt sound of pounding footsteps making their way down the dirt road towards the Aoiya. With a loud groan he pushed himself up and off of his futon, the blankets pooling at his feet. He made his way silently down the steps and to the front door, peering out down the road to make out the large silhouettes of various warriors and guards of Lord Seijuro's army. Yahiko's jaw dropped in awe as he watched the combatants march down the road, their weapons jingling at their sides carelessly.
With clothes disheveled, and hair tousled, Yahiko slid open the front door and stepped out onto the front lawn. His brown eyes were no longer hazy with sleep, but wide open in shock. Riding on a grand, gray speckled stallion sat Saitou Hajime.
Saitou's topaz eyes were narrowed in a scrutinizing glare as he bore down on the road ahead. His eyes never wavered as he pulled his horse over to the edge of the road, commanding the procession of warriors to proceed over. To Yahiko's amazement, Saitou dismounted his horse right outside the Aoiya's yard, tying the reins in a loose knot around the fence.
Yahiko warily approached the tall, stern man who was commonly known as the Wolf of Mibu. His way of the sword was deadly, and Lord Hiko was proud to recruit such a man into his armed forces. With an ungainly bow, Yahiko greeted Saitou, his eyes trained to the ground.
"Get up," Saitou commanded, causing Yahiko to spring back up, his back rigid. Saitou's thin lips curled into a cruel smirk, "Tell me, is the Battousai residing here?"
Yahiko cocked his head to the side in question. Wasn't the Battousai the legendary assassin? Why would he be staying at the Aoiya? Yahiko's skin fell suddenly stark white, his eyes widening until they threatened to fall out of his head. Could it be, that the person who had been staying with Kaoru, was the Battousai?
Saitou couldn't help but release a soft chuckle as he watched the multiple emotions slide across Yahiko's face. "I'll take that as a yes, then. Now, if you could please show me inside."
Yahiko drew in a tight breath as he escorted Saitou into the house. He had seen Kaoru walking around the house the day before with a red haired man. Though as curious as he was, he never brought himself to ask the man who he was, and why he was with Kaoru in the first place. But now that he knew that this man was the Battousai, he wondered how insane Kaoru must be to reside with this man.
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Kenshin grew stiff, detecting the intrusion of an intense man enter the house. His possessive instincts kicked in as he slid out of the western style bed and knelt down to Kaoru's sleeping side. He looked down at her angelic face; her ebony hair had strayed from its braid and fell about her face. With a tender yet calloused hand, Kenshin tucked the strands behind Kaoru's ear.
He longed to stay by her side longer, to just appreciate his love for her, and her love for him. They were together, even if it was only for the time being. Who knew how long their secret relationship would last since he was simply her guardian, and her a soon-to-be princess.
Sadness crossed his amethyst eyes at the thought of losing Kaoru. He would certainly not deal with it well. Though before he could dwell on this thought any longer, the heavy footsteps of a stranger downstairs brought Kenshin rushing down the steps, his sword at his side.
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Saitou walked calmly around the Aoiya's first floor. He knew he would be overriding his welcome by ascending the steps and searching out Kamiya without permission, but the boy before him wouldn't come out of his stupor. He remained standing still, his face holding a shocked expression with mouth gaping open and eyes bulging. Saitou was amused, and would therefore not bring the boy around. However his patience was dwindling.
A whir of movement was heard up stairs, and Saitou directed his topaz eyes to the top of the steps. Could that stirring be of Kaoru's? Or possibly a member of the Oniwabanshu? In a split second, Saitou felt the cold of steel pressed lightly yet firmly against his throat. Aah, it was the Battousai.
Saitou did not flinch, yet directed his gaze upon the golden hue that belonged solely to the Battousai. "So we meet again, Battousai." Saitou greeted coolly.
Kenshin was surprised to find Saitou in the Aoiya, but reasoned it had something to do with Kaoru. "Can I help you?" He replied just as coldly.
"This kind boy brought me into the house so I may take Kaoru back up to the castle." Saitou said with mock kindness, gesturing towards the young boy that was still standing in his daze.
Kenshin looked at Yahiko quizzically before returning his death glare towards Saitou. "Taking Kaoru back? Under whose orders?"
Saitou resisted the urge to roll his eyes. If Battousai really wanted a conversation, then there was no reason to keep him at sword point. "Who else other than Lord Hiko?"
Kenshin tensed. If Hiko was calling Kaoru back to the castle, then that meant that they were taking action against Shishio. He probably wanted to place Kaoru underneath the castle's protection so that Kenshin could go into battle.
A sneer crossed Saitou's face. "I see that you cannot bring yourself to part from Kaoru, ne?"
"Don't assume what you don't know." Kenshin snarled. His eyes had become more deadly than before if that was even possible. They were so mortifying, in fact, that Saitou took a step back, topaz eyes widening in shock.
Though being the stubborn man that Saitou was, he decided to continue the matter further. "Oh, believe me Battousai, I do know much. It's all clear. I see the way you admire that tanuki when you think no one notices, or the way she responds to your every gesture." Kenshin's temper started to flare as he threatened to slice Saitou's head clean off by applying the slightest bit of pressure on his neck, just enough to draw blood. "Don't be foolish. This is for your own good."
A deep growl emitted from Kenshin's throat as he drew his sword an inch from Saitou's neck, preparing to sever it from the rest of his body. Though just as he was about to deliver the blow, a startled gasp was emitted from the second floor.
Kenshin's face whipped around to face the innocent cobalt orbs that belonged to none other than Kaoru. Her hand covered her gaping mouth and her eyes were tearing. "Kenshin," she made out in a soft whimper.
Kenshin immediately drew himself away from Saitou, rushing up the steps to meet Kaoru. He reached out a tentative hand to stroke Kaoru's cheek, though the moment his hand made contact, she flinched and withdrew from him. Kenshin was hurt, his eyes no longer amber but a deep amethyst. "Kaoru," he said, his voice cracking.
"W-what were you doing?" She asked timidly, gesturing towards Saitou's austere silhouette on the ground floor.
"He entered the house, and I thought he was threatening you." Kenshin answered truthfully, craving to draw Kaoru up in his arms and rock her to soothe her troubled thoughts.
"You were about to kill him, weren't you?" She asked, her voice hoarse.
Kenshin shook his head wildly, crimson locks falling out of its bindings. "Of course not, Kaoru, of course not. I don't kill." He said the last part weakly.
Kaoru's eyes widened in realization, her eyebrows threatening to travel up past her hairline. This was how her and Kenshin fought only a few days before, and she never wanted that to happen again. "Oh, Kenshin..." she trailed off, tears trailing down her face and splashing onto the floor. She fell forward, Kenshin catching her in a strong embrace, gently cradling her against his warm body.
Yahiko immediately stirred, his face jerking up to face Kaoru. When he saw Kenshin holding her, his eyes darkened and he dashed up the steps. "Get off of her Battousai!" Yahiko cried, beating his hands onto Kenshin's back.
Kenshin stiffened, though didn't let go of Kaoru in fear that she would topple down the steps. Instead, he sat down on the top step, Kaoru on his lap with her head buried into his chest.
Fear shone in Yahiko's startled brown eyes as he looked at Kaoru and Kenshin together. He knew that Kaoru was trustworthy, but for her to trust a hitokiri was fanatical! "Kaoru!" Yahiko cried, hoping to knock some sense into Kaoru.
Kaoru looked up, her face had reddened and her eyes were puffy. Her hands clutched onto Kenshin's gi at his shoulders, her knuckles white. "Yahiko?" Kaoru questioned meekly.
"Get off of him!" Yahiko ordered his teacher who he loved as a sister and mother. "He's the Battousai, you know!"
Kaoru's eyes grew dangerously dark and her eyes narrowed. "He was the Battousai, Yahiko. And I do know that."
"Then why are you still sitting there, busu?" Yahiko cried, fearing that Kenshin might somehow attack Kaoru. Though Kenshin's eyes were a soft, compassionate amethyst, gazing at Yahiko with understanding shimmering in his depths, and nothing compared to the blazing amber he had confronted Saitou with.
"I have accepted him for who he is, Yahiko no baka, and so should you." Kaoru scolded, releasing her hands from Kenshin's shirt and attempting to stand and face Yahiko.
"Oro!" Kenshin cried as he encircled his arm around Kaoru's waist. He was worried that the boy would be struck by one of Kaoru's deadly bokkens.
Yahiko froze and looked at Kenshin questioningly. There Kenshin sat, his amethyst eyes slightly dazed and Kaoru safe in his arms. He quickly turned and marched down the steps towards Saitou. "How can he be the Battousai?" Yahiko asked loudly.
A smirk slid across Saitou's face. "His fighting style is superb." Saitou commented, "And you'll also notice the legendary scar on his left cheek, or the red hair. Haven't you heard any of that legend, brat?" Saitou earned a deadly growl from Yahiko. "But right now I must leave with Kaoru. Perhaps you will watch him fight later on, kid."
Kaoru stiffened. She wasn't ready to leave. After all, she had just arrived. And how could she just leave Yahiko like that? She had abandoned him once, and she wasn't keen on abandoning him again. She could see the same thoughts rushing across Yahiko's mind as well.
Kaoru looked desperately at Kenshin, but his expression was blank, his eyes held nothing. It was then that Kaoru knew she had to give in. "Saitou- san," Kaoru said softly, drawing the curious glances of both Saitou and Yahiko, "When is it that I may return?"
Saitou looked at Kaoru thoughtfully. "Perhaps on your weekend visits from the castle. You will be living there from now on."
Yahiko gasped. "No, that's not possible! She has a life here, in town! She just can't leave everything behind!"
Kenshin looked sadly at Yahiko, and when Yahiko returned his gaze, Yahiko knew that what Saitou had said was true. Kaoru was leaving, and she probably wouldn't return. Though in Kaoru's aquamarine orbs was hope and determination. "I will return in three days." Kaoru declared, her back straightening as she slowly stood up from Kenshin's lap and calmly walked down the stairs.
Kenshin looked bewildered, as did Saitou, but they did not dare question Kaoru. Her eyes were a blazing fire, and if they weren't such two strong men, they would have cowered underneath her glare. Instead, Saitou ignored Kaoru's comment and said, "Then we leave immediately."
Yahiko looked dumbstruck.
Kenshin made his way towards Yahiko and said softly, "Don't worry, I will be with her always. I will personally make sure she returns to you."
Yahiko looked fretfully up into Kenshin's eyes, but what he saw was a promise that would not be broken. Kenshin nodded assuredly at Yahiko before following Kaoru out of the house. Meanwhile, Yahiko dashed up the steps to wake Aoshi and Misao.
Outside, Saitou had saddled two horses: one of them being his own gray- speckled stallion, and the second being a plain chestnut. He mounted his horse and motioned for Kaoru to mount the chestnut. Attached to her horse's bridle was a leading rope that Saitou signaled Kenshin to take. Kenshin gave Saitou a rebellious look and looped it around the horse's neck as if it were the reins. After helping Kaoru up onto the saddle, he sat himself behind her, guiding her hands with his to the reins as he taught her how to steer the horse.
Kaoru felt safe with Kenshin's arms wrapped around her. She leaned herself back into Kenshin's chest, trying to obtain the warmth she had lost from the Aoiya. That was her second home, and to leave that along with her friends created that all too familiar void in her heart. Silent tears streamed down her face as she rode ahead, sheltering her face from the curious townsfolk's stares that appeared as they peeped their nosy heads out of their houses to see what was going on.
Once they had passed most of the town and were approaching the gates to the castle, Kenshin noticed a variety of carriages that were aligned at the castle's entrance. Visitors of the Lord, no doubt, though Kenshin didn't know whom Hiko would invite at this time. Instead, he wiped the tears from Kaoru's eyes so that she would appear presentable to whichever guests were present in the Lord's castle.
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Hitokiri Kamiya strolled briskly down the halls, his long black hair trailing behind him as he went. He had just heard from Megumi that his niece, Kaoru, was returning, and with her came a line of suitors. Though Kamiya had to admit that it was a strange time to be dealing with suitors when the battle was just about to take place, but he was anxious for his niece to be taken care of. After all, this battle he was about to take part in might be his last.
After regaining strength and reviewing fighting techniques, he had decided to help protect his Lord and people. Megumi had advised him that any severe injuries retrieved from the battle may very well result in death since his body wouldn't be able to handle as much stress as it used to. Though Kamiya's pride was strong, and his determination would not have his will waver when it came to protecting the ones that he loved. Kamiya wanted to end Shishio's reign of power, and rid the world of the fear he presented.
Kamiya was a hitokiri, a skilled fighter. It was his destiny to end his life by the sword, whether it be of his or of another. If this were to be his last battle, then he wanted to be assured that his daughter was in the safe arms of a man that was capable of protecting her, and of loving her.
His pace quickened as he saw Lord Hiko appear at the head of the hallway. He was making his way to the entrance hall as well so that he may greet the many suitors that had presented themselves. However, Kamiya noticed that Hiko's face was strained and his patience thin.
"Seijuro." Kamiya called from the hallway, halting his friend and Lord.
Hiko paused and paled as he noticed Kamiya standing before him, upright and out of bed. "Why aren't you resting?"
Kamiya smiled brightly. "My niece is returning, and I am here to greet her. There's also word that many suitors have made their way here as well."
"Hai, that is so." Hiko said disapprovingly.
Kamiya quirked an eyebrow in question to Hiko's statement. "And is that a problem?"
Hiko looked down, unable to meet his friend's eyes. "It is too early for Kaoru to be having suitors. She should at least go through some etiquette lessons before starting her courtship. Though, I feel that these suitors might pose as a problem to my baka deshi..." Hiko trailed off, unable to admit to Kamiya what he had in mind with his friend's niece.
Kamiya looked at Hiko expectantly, his ice blue eyes were hard. Hiko remained silent. "Hiko," Kamiya inquired firmly, "Is there something you're not telling me about my niece?" Kamiya felt as if Hiko was disregarding a fact that Kamiya felt it was his responsibility to know. He was very protective of his niece, and would not tolerate any actions forced upon her that he had no idea about.
Hiko's eyes faltered as his gaze flickered towards the ground. Slowly, and softly, Hiko replied, "I have already chosen a suitor for Kaoru, and I expect her to marry him. However, they are both not aware of this, and these suitors' arrival is very much unexpected."
Kamiya was shocked. "...Who?"
"Himura Kenshin." Hiko replied confidently, displaying his trust in the boy.
Kamiya's eyes widened and an arrogant smirk found its way onto his lips. "Why you sly dog. I strongly support your decision."
Hiko smiled good-naturedly. He was glad that Kamiya had approved. Kamiya, on the other hand, realized that there could be possibly no better match than his niece and the ex-hitokiri. Himura was a skilled fighter, and had hung around the castle and Hiko long enough to make educated suggestions and decisions. Kaoru had a strong will and would never give up on her country. Her ideas were creative and beneficial. All in all, they would make a great couple.
Kamiya's arrogant smirk transformed into a knowing smile. He realized why Hiko had used Himura to search out for Kaoru. Hiko was playing the role of matchmaker. "Well I do believe that this may benefit your situation between Kaoru and Himura."
"How so?" Hiko asked, motioning for Kamiya to walk with him as they approached the entrance hall where the suitors were waiting.
"Have you ever heard of a little thing called jealousy?"
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Kaoru had dozed off in Kenshin's arms during the short amount of time between entering the castle gates and traveling up the path to the castle's entrance. She sat in Kenshin's lap, her head resting on his shoulder, ebony hair tied up in a high ponytail spewed out across Kenshin's shoulder and down his chest. Her angelic face was peaceful with eyelids gently closed.
It was in times like these when Kenshin wished it was just Kaoru and himself, alone. Where they could be just two normal people in love. Though Kaoru's status and publicity held him back. True, they knew of their love for each other, but they could never publicly display it because they were never alone anymore, and Kenshin hated that.
He discreetly bowed his head and laid a gentle kiss on one of Kaoru's eyelids, causing her to stir and moan in his arms. "Wake up, love." Kenshin said gently enough for Kaoru's waking ears.
Kaoru gave a soft groan and snuggled into his chest some more. "Not now, please..."
Kenshin gave a light chuckle and nudged Kaoru playfully. "But we're here."
Slowly but surely, Kaoru's eyes blinked open revealing her sleepy blue orbs. She looked up at the castle and was awed by the many carriages that were lined in front of her with young men of high stature stepping out of them.
"What are all these men doing?" Kaoru asked groggily.
A sneer could be found on Saitou's place as he rode up alongside Kenshin and Kaoru. "Why, they are your suitors of course."
Kaoru could feel Kenshin stiffen beneath her as his eyes grew amber. She rested her hands on the reins, on top of his, and rubbed them gently. Kenshin relaxed at once, though his eyes still remained amber. He was going to have a chat with Hiko once they entered the castle.
In an effort to avoid the many suitors, Kenshin suggested that they head to the stables. Saitou reluctantly agreed as he led the way down a side path towards a humble barn lying just below the castle's wake.
Kenshin dismounted the chestnut horse first before turning towards Kaoru and placing his hands on her hips. She looked at him and pouted. "Mou, I can do this myself."
Kenshin smiled heartedly and lifted Kaoru from the saddle nonetheless, placing her by his side. He offered Kaoru his arm, and she took it eagerly as they made their way up to the castle. Saitou made his way slowly up behind him, taking in the sight of the soon-to-be princess and her guard.
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Footsteps could be heard off to the right as Hiko confronted the many suitors that had just recently arrived. Ignoring the resounding noises of three pairs of feet, he scrutinized the many young men that brought gifts of courtship. Hiko felt pity for these men. He knew that Kaoru would never accept the notion that men tried to win her over through material possession.
"When will she be arriving?" One eager young man asked with his bright blue eyes were shining in anticipation. He had slicked back brown hair for the occasion, and in his hand he held a long box. By the younger man's nimble appearance, Hiko assumed that he was very agile.
Hiko paused in his walk to stare at the younger man. "What is your name?"
The man stepped forward and bowed. "I am Soujiro Seta." He replied with an offsetting smile.
Hiko cocked his head to the side, the corner of his mouth upturned in question. This young man looked strangely familiar, though he could not put his finger on it.
"Ahem." A voice interrupted Hiko's thoughts from behind. Hiko turned on his heel to face Saitou with none other than Kenshin and Kaoru at his heels. He was pleased to note, however, that Kenshin and Kaoru were standing extraordinarily close to each other, her hand wound tightly through his arm. "Kamiya-san is here, as requested."
Hiko nodded his head in gratitude and motioned for Kaoru to step forward. Kaoru tentatively left Kenshin's grasp, giving him a weak smile before confronting the group. "Men," Hiko addressed the many suitors in the hall, "You have all arrived before I expected. Therefore allowing you more time to become acquainted to Kamiya Kaoru. You will address her as Kamiya-san unless told otherwise by her."
Kaoru took the opportunity presented and gave the men a curtsey. She was bewildered at the many young men that were present, and was unsettled of the fact that these men came with the objective of marrying her.
"It's an honor to meet you all." Kaoru greeted shakily.
Hiko cleared his throat and stepped forward. "I must now have a word with Kamiya-san. So if you would all proceed upstairs to find your temporary living quarters, you may soon dine at the feast that will be served in one hour."
The young men shuffled up the stairs, following the many maids that had obliged to show several men around the castle before they could dine in the hall. Hiko, meanwhile, hung back with Kenshin, Kaoru, and Saitou.
"I'm glad that you have returned safely, Kaoru-san." Hiko said with a mock bow.
Kaoru scowled at him. "And it is a pleasure to be back, I'm sure." She said with sarcasm dripping off her every word.
Kenshin could no longer suppress that smirk that had arisen on his face at Kaoru's attitude with Hiko. Never had he heard anyone stand up to Hiko like Kaoru had before, well, beside himself.
Hiko gave Kaoru a pleasant smile. "I have arranged a room for you on the third floor, east wing, right above the garden."
Saitou rolled his eyes dramatically.
"Though before I can allow you to retire for the evening, there is someone that would like to see you." Hiko nodded towards the door and out stepped Kamiya.
"Oji?" Kaoru asked in disbelief, "I thought you were sick still."
Kamiya smiled kindly at Kaoru. "Iie. I have recovered, mostly." He gently pulled Kaoru to the side. Kaoru glanced back at Hiko, Saitou, and Kenshin who had immediately lodged into an argument. And by the looks of Kenshin's hostile expressions, the argument wasn't going Kenshin's way.
"I have come to tell you, Kaoru, that I will be returning to battle. And I guess you could say as a last wish, I wanted you to be taken care of." Kamiya continued.
Kaoru's face compressed into a pout. "You know very well that I can take care of myself." She folded her arms in defiance.
Kamiya sighed. "Please, just give these men a chance, and promise me to marry."
Kaoru looked utterly disgusted. "One of those suitors? As if! What if I don't want to marry one of them?"
Kamiya flashed his eyes in Kenshin's direction briefly without drawing Kaoru's attention. "As long as you marry someone that Hiko approves."
Kaoru gave an annoyed sigh. "I don't like that idea."
Kamiya laughed loudly. "Mei, you're not going to like a lot of the ideas you will be hearing from now on, now that you will be accepting duties as a stewardess."
Kaoru's jaw dropped. She was starting so soon! Kaoru wasn't ready. Her bottom lip trembled as she staggered away from her uncle. She said softly to no one in particular, "I would like to go up to my room please."
Hiko, who had withdrawn from the heated discussion that now lasted between Kenshin and Saitou, had one of the nearby maids escort Kaoru up to her new room on the third floor. As soon as Kaoru had left, Kenshin retreated from the discussion and attempted to follow Kaoru upstairs.
Hiko held out his arm to stop Kenshin. "Her room is forbidden to all men, unless granted her permission. Right now, you do not have that."
Kenshin growled at Hiko and said without thinking, "I will always have her permission."
Hiko looked at Kenshin suggestively.
Kenshin gave a disgruntled growl and stormed out of the castle and to the guesthouse.
...tbc...
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A/N: Alrighty, another chapter done. I'm going on vacation tonight and band camp will be starting up in a couple months, so hopefully I will be able to finish this by then. Keep on reviewing!
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