Chapter 7
Disclaimer: Not mine. It belongs to a lot of people who are not me. Though, the fic, and all original ideas are mine to claim.
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Kaoru woke up from her almost dream like state, blinking repeatedly, taking in unfamiliar surroundings. Feeling very vulnerable, she pulled her knees to her chest and called out her beloved's name, "Kenshin?" in a soft tone. Though the volume was low, her voice seemed to carry on long after the initial word was spoken, in an echoing state. It was eerie, and made Kaoru do a double take at the sights she was seeing, but it didn't take long to realize she was in the middle of nothing. Literally, there was nothing but darkness and vast expanse of ominous gloom for long past what she could see, ghostly and deathly silent except for her ever echoing voice.
Realization dawned on her; she was no longer in the dojo or in the courtyard. Kenshin wasn't there to cry over her health state and try to wake her. She was alone; at last, her fate had been decided.
She felt hollow inside and out. Her words were still ringing, but that was the only welcome relief from the deafening quiet of the spacious quarters. Loneliness soon overcame her, and tears blurred her vision, though admittedly there was nothing to see. They fell uneventfully, coursing down her cheeks with fervor. Though she could tell she was crying through her vague vision, she felt no water, tasted no salty substance as they fell, and yet again understanding hit her like a ton of bricks –this marked the end of her young life.
With this knowledge, she sobbed even harder, a small river in front of her, the final resting place of her tears. "Kenshin...." She repeated shakily, looking around in hopes of finding him in the bleak, inky plane, but there were no chances of that happening by then. Her only companion was the haunting loneliness, for the rest of her existence.
The thought of moving didn't occur to her. After all, there was nothing but darkness for the rest of the expanse, and nothing to do but cry. And cry she did, until she heard a faint, almost non existent noise. It wouldn't have been much, but it was different from her own echoing voice, and it some became an interest to her.
Another body joined her in the large, never-ending space, and Kaoru's gaze was soon brought to it –a young female. The person, (as Kaoru presumed it was human) was a bit older than her, but very attractive. She had long, flowing ebony tresses, and it was held together by a small tie at the base of her neck. Her skin seemed the equivalent of the finest porcelain, even in the dimness of the area. The only physical feature that seemed to be not in her favor was the fact that her eyes seemed hollow. She appeared just as empty and lonely as Kaoru herself felt at the moment, and Kaoru slowly picked herself off of the floor (or the base beneath her; it couldn't be very much classified as a floor.) and walked (or floated. Movements were not definite in this plane.), towards her in attempts to construct some kind of companionship with the other lonely girl.
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Kenshin's tears fell as well, but his hopes were soaring as he heard her call out his name. It meant she wasn't dead after all, at least not yet. And if she was alive, Kenshin wouldn't let her die.
"My love. . . . Please, Kaoru-koishii, don't leave me now." He was holding her in his arms, not even pondering upon the opportunity of visiting the female, kitsune doctor and the chances of Kaoru's survival if they had met. He just held her and begged and cried for her, hoping it would be enough to pull her through. Kaoru probably wouldn't have survived the travel anyway, even if it was not that far away.
'My beautiful tenshi. . .' He mused, but then realized that even thinking of Kaoru as an 'angel', it may jynx her into death. He refused to take any chances with her life in his hands. He didn't dare move her, again cautious of her state of being.
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"Konnichiwa?" Kaoru asked softly, the echoing ever present, now a mix of all she had said in her time in non existence, and the sobs she had let out in the wake of her tears. Kaoru wasn't sure if the other would understand her, but for some reason Kaoru was assured that she was Japanese, if the pure white kimono was any indication. Kaoru also felt a spiritual bond with her, as if she knew her or had known her from somewhere. Kaoru was sure she had never met her directly, and wondered for a long moment if she was her mother. Her mother had not lived long enough after Kaoru's birth for Kaoru to even know her, or remember her voice and what she looked like.
After a long moment of staring at Kaoru, the lady replied, "Hello.", and naught more. She seemed to be distracted and anxious, not much caring about the other 'little' girl's presence, at least it seemed that way to Kaoru.
Kaoru seemed pleased enough, though. Talking, even to a person who didn't want to converse with you, was a lot better than being lonely, and exceedingly better than crying tears for no reason. Nothing would bring anyone back.
"My name is—"Kaoru started, though she was cut off.
"I know. Sit down, Miss Kamiya Kaoru, next to me. There are a few things we need to discuss." The other replied, matter-of-factly and business like.
". . . Anou. . . All right." Kaoru did as instructed. "Who are you, if you don't mind me asking. And how do you know my name?"
"I am Yukishiro Tomoe." She replied simply, as if that explained anything. She still did not look at Kaoru, as if trying to ignore her presence altogether, and her tone was soft and feminine.
Kaoru seemed blank, her eyes wide and blinking. "Pleasure to meet you, Tomoe-san."
Tomoe nodded, though continued as if she did not hear Kaoru, "I am also Himura Tomoe. I am Kenshin's wife."
At this, the echoing came to an abrupt halt, and Kaoru paled. ". . .H-Hai. . . "She nodded feebly, and fell on her back, fainted.
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I'm very proud of this chapter. ^^ Though, not much in this chapter will make sense to you, yet.
Does anyone ever read the author notes?
Would you prefer I named the chapters? Or no?
Anyone know how to make italics and bold? O_o?
Anyways, 'till next chapter!
Disclaimer: Not mine. It belongs to a lot of people who are not me. Though, the fic, and all original ideas are mine to claim.
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Kaoru woke up from her almost dream like state, blinking repeatedly, taking in unfamiliar surroundings. Feeling very vulnerable, she pulled her knees to her chest and called out her beloved's name, "Kenshin?" in a soft tone. Though the volume was low, her voice seemed to carry on long after the initial word was spoken, in an echoing state. It was eerie, and made Kaoru do a double take at the sights she was seeing, but it didn't take long to realize she was in the middle of nothing. Literally, there was nothing but darkness and vast expanse of ominous gloom for long past what she could see, ghostly and deathly silent except for her ever echoing voice.
Realization dawned on her; she was no longer in the dojo or in the courtyard. Kenshin wasn't there to cry over her health state and try to wake her. She was alone; at last, her fate had been decided.
She felt hollow inside and out. Her words were still ringing, but that was the only welcome relief from the deafening quiet of the spacious quarters. Loneliness soon overcame her, and tears blurred her vision, though admittedly there was nothing to see. They fell uneventfully, coursing down her cheeks with fervor. Though she could tell she was crying through her vague vision, she felt no water, tasted no salty substance as they fell, and yet again understanding hit her like a ton of bricks –this marked the end of her young life.
With this knowledge, she sobbed even harder, a small river in front of her, the final resting place of her tears. "Kenshin...." She repeated shakily, looking around in hopes of finding him in the bleak, inky plane, but there were no chances of that happening by then. Her only companion was the haunting loneliness, for the rest of her existence.
The thought of moving didn't occur to her. After all, there was nothing but darkness for the rest of the expanse, and nothing to do but cry. And cry she did, until she heard a faint, almost non existent noise. It wouldn't have been much, but it was different from her own echoing voice, and it some became an interest to her.
Another body joined her in the large, never-ending space, and Kaoru's gaze was soon brought to it –a young female. The person, (as Kaoru presumed it was human) was a bit older than her, but very attractive. She had long, flowing ebony tresses, and it was held together by a small tie at the base of her neck. Her skin seemed the equivalent of the finest porcelain, even in the dimness of the area. The only physical feature that seemed to be not in her favor was the fact that her eyes seemed hollow. She appeared just as empty and lonely as Kaoru herself felt at the moment, and Kaoru slowly picked herself off of the floor (or the base beneath her; it couldn't be very much classified as a floor.) and walked (or floated. Movements were not definite in this plane.), towards her in attempts to construct some kind of companionship with the other lonely girl.
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Kenshin's tears fell as well, but his hopes were soaring as he heard her call out his name. It meant she wasn't dead after all, at least not yet. And if she was alive, Kenshin wouldn't let her die.
"My love. . . . Please, Kaoru-koishii, don't leave me now." He was holding her in his arms, not even pondering upon the opportunity of visiting the female, kitsune doctor and the chances of Kaoru's survival if they had met. He just held her and begged and cried for her, hoping it would be enough to pull her through. Kaoru probably wouldn't have survived the travel anyway, even if it was not that far away.
'My beautiful tenshi. . .' He mused, but then realized that even thinking of Kaoru as an 'angel', it may jynx her into death. He refused to take any chances with her life in his hands. He didn't dare move her, again cautious of her state of being.
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"Konnichiwa?" Kaoru asked softly, the echoing ever present, now a mix of all she had said in her time in non existence, and the sobs she had let out in the wake of her tears. Kaoru wasn't sure if the other would understand her, but for some reason Kaoru was assured that she was Japanese, if the pure white kimono was any indication. Kaoru also felt a spiritual bond with her, as if she knew her or had known her from somewhere. Kaoru was sure she had never met her directly, and wondered for a long moment if she was her mother. Her mother had not lived long enough after Kaoru's birth for Kaoru to even know her, or remember her voice and what she looked like.
After a long moment of staring at Kaoru, the lady replied, "Hello.", and naught more. She seemed to be distracted and anxious, not much caring about the other 'little' girl's presence, at least it seemed that way to Kaoru.
Kaoru seemed pleased enough, though. Talking, even to a person who didn't want to converse with you, was a lot better than being lonely, and exceedingly better than crying tears for no reason. Nothing would bring anyone back.
"My name is—"Kaoru started, though she was cut off.
"I know. Sit down, Miss Kamiya Kaoru, next to me. There are a few things we need to discuss." The other replied, matter-of-factly and business like.
". . . Anou. . . All right." Kaoru did as instructed. "Who are you, if you don't mind me asking. And how do you know my name?"
"I am Yukishiro Tomoe." She replied simply, as if that explained anything. She still did not look at Kaoru, as if trying to ignore her presence altogether, and her tone was soft and feminine.
Kaoru seemed blank, her eyes wide and blinking. "Pleasure to meet you, Tomoe-san."
Tomoe nodded, though continued as if she did not hear Kaoru, "I am also Himura Tomoe. I am Kenshin's wife."
At this, the echoing came to an abrupt halt, and Kaoru paled. ". . .H-Hai. . . "She nodded feebly, and fell on her back, fainted.
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I'm very proud of this chapter. ^^ Though, not much in this chapter will make sense to you, yet.
Does anyone ever read the author notes?
Would you prefer I named the chapters? Or no?
Anyone know how to make italics and bold? O_o?
Anyways, 'till next chapter!