Amber Eyes

Chapter 2:Search For The Unknown Warrior

SummaryKaoru starts her search to find the man who killed her father. Wait how old is he now?

So like I said. After I learned the Kamiya Kashin style I went out to find the man that was responsible for my miserable life. Of course I didn't know where to start. I only had one clue. The last place that he was spotted was in Kyoto. He was said to have bought an apartment there, but no one knew, or hoped rather, that he was still living there. They never saw him come out. Some said that he was to walk the streets at night when no one could recognize him because it was so dark. I could believe that. When I heard that I was off.
I walked for days trying to get to Kyoto, I had to leave the job that I had at a nearby restaraunt first, but that was easy. On the way, of course, I had to afford food, so I got small jobs in different towns that way I didn't need to do anything part time. I did enough to keep me going though. I did things like washing carriages and babysitting and things like that so that I only had to work for a day. Then I would move on to the next town and get another job. I lived like that for about a week. I spent three days walking but everytime I got to a town and it was late I would spend the night.
Finnaly after a week of walking I got to Kyoto. I asked all around to find the unknown man. No one knew where he was. Most of them didn't even want to remember that he lived in the city. Finally someone knew where he was. He was in an old apartment building. The man who owned it died two years earlier, but the residents went on with life. The building was left to the city if the residents were to be able to live there without having to pay after the old man died. So that was how the residents lived. They only had to pay for their resources. The home was free.
I was proud of myself for being able to find the man who did it, but by the time I had found out where he was it was too late. It was almost ten- o - clock and I was tired from a long day. So I decided to find a place to nap and kill the man in the morning. I slept peacefully that night, knowing that my father will finally be avenged. Only things didn't go as planned.
The next day I had gotten up early and went to the apartment building. Thats when it all hit me. Would my father really want me to kill someone? Would he kill for me? I decided that I would figure that out when I saw what kind of man the amber eyed mystery was.
I went in to the apartment building, which was nasty and dirty, and saw that only one key was missing, therefore the only man living in the apartment building, was the man who killed my dad. The man who was most likely about to die. I knew exactly what room he was in by looking at the keys. There was a key to rooms: A1, A2,B1,B2,C1,D1,D2,E1...... and so on. So I knew that he had to be in room C2 I looked and only saw two rooms on each floor. Yet every time I went to another floor the letters changed. I went to the third floor second room and put my hand up. Before I could slam my fist against the door, however, something stopped me. I don't know what it was but something told me to go into the room next to it.
I went down stairs to get teh key to C1. Then I went into the the bedroom. It was actually clean. I thought, by the way the building was kept, that it would be dirty, but it was beautiful. It looked like someone had fixed it just for me. I couldn't resist looking around. I looked at the balcony. Thats when I saw him. I had noticed that the backyard had been fenced in so that no one could peep in and that every room had its own private stairwell to get to the yard. I didn't expect to see anyone there. But I did. I saw a young red headed man taking out laundry so that he could put it on the clothes line. Could that be the manslayer responsible for my misery? I didn't want that careless man to be the killer. My father was higher than that.
"Hey you!" I yelled. As soon as I yelled he fell over. No that could not be the man that could kill the man that made the Kamiya Kashin style.
"Oro?" He looked up at me. "It has been a while since I have seen someone in this building, that it has." It was odd. The man neither acted nor looked like he would ever kill a fly but he was supposedly the famous manslayer. Then I got to noticing that the man that killed my father had to be at least thirty two years old. This man in the yard only looked about mid twenty aged. "Well? Why did you yell at me?" he asked.
"Sorry I just thought no one lived here." That was all I could think of. I wasn't going to say that I thought he was a manslayer. Then he might show me that he is. I'm not that stupid. I looked around the room I was in. Then I went down the stairwell. The whole time, I am clenching my sword, just in case. When I got to the bottom the man welcomed me with a hand shake. The first thing I noticed, though, were his eyes. They were violet. Not amber. Not any shade of yellow. This man was innocent.
"You seem disapointed ma'am. What, may I ask, is the matter?"
"Well you see, I was looking for a man that killed many people. I didn't think he was you, I only thought that he lived in this building. I guess I was wrong though." A disapointed look came apon his face.
"No, I'm afraid you are right." I looked at him. I was very puzzled at this comment. "You see. The man that slayed many, the man you are looking for, is my father. He died four years ago though. You no longer need to worry about him. That you don't." I wasn't sure whether I was mad, or happy. Was I mad that I couldn't kill him myself? Or was I just happy that he was dead. All I knew was that the next thing I said had nothing to do with how I felt.
"How did he die?"
"He had tuberculosis. He was going to die anyways but I hoped he would go in his sleep. He didn't though. He died long and painfully." I was shocked. The man had died. He died the way I wanted him to. But why wasn't I happy. All I knew was that I wanted to hug the stranger and tell him I knew how he felt. It was so strange. I didn't know what to come of it. So I only made a comment. Small but enough to explain that I had no idea what to say.
"Oh." He looked at me and said,
"I bet you didn't expect him to die like that were you?" I shook my head. "Hmm. I didn't think so. Lets get off the subject. What is your name."
"Kamiya Kaoru."
"Nice to meet you Kaoru. My name is Himura Kenshin. I am pleased to meet you. And I apologize for what my father did." He bowed graciously like he was happy that I was there, but of course he couldn't have had much visitors there. I was the only one he had now.

A/N I know this is a bit longer than chapter 1 aint it?

Chapter 3: Welcome to the Dojo

Summary Kaoru invites Kenshin to stay at the dojo so he doesn't have to be alone. What are these strange feelings?

Just so people know....this story is done but I am uploading a chapter a day. It is 25 chapters and the only reason I have it done is because I wrote it before and my name was deleted so I am re-posting it. Well i will update again tomorrow! -DPA