Rain
RK doesn't belong to me.
AN: I told you the next chapter would be up soon, and it is, yeah! I had to revise the one I had already written out, cause it was in first person, something which would never work out for this fic, except for the first chapter I posted for it. Well, anyway, on with the fic.
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The cold air seemed to freeze, the soft dew of the plants turning to ice, as did her whole body, tightening with tension as she slowly turned around to face him, to see if it really was the one she never wanted to see again.
"Are you cold child, or is it from fear?"
The one she thought it would be wasn't standing there, instead, it was a tall, handsome youko, with fur the color of the moon beams itself. Silver, and long, almost curving at the end. And his eyes where a bright gold.
It wasn't him.
"You cold?"
She didn't reply, the shock was just starting to go away.
"Shock?"
"I'm fine," she snapped back, her eyes glowing while anger.
"Yeesh! Aren't you a little pissed off this evening?"
"Only because of a annoying kitsune!"
"You just know how to hurt my feelings don't you?" He dropped his ears, and his eyes looked sad in the most pitiful way. The youko almost looked cute—almost anyway.
"Sorry, kitsune," she replied; faking the sound of her voice, though inside she was rolling her eyes at him.
"That is better, though I KNOW you don't mean it, but my name is Kurama, call me that PLEASE, child."
"Alright, as long as you call me Kaoru, Kurama-san."
"Agreed, Kaoru-san."
"Now, what was my message, Kurama-kitsune?"
"OH! You just love to make me mad don't you?"
"So? You seem to enjoy it as well."
"Alas, my master doesn't like things to be late, and this message is something that he wants delivered nicely. So I will tell."
"A youko with a master? Not something that is usual in the world."
"Which world?"
"Doesn't your master get mad if things aren't done on time?"
"Oh, you child, are very annoying."
"Thank you. The message now please."
"'By the time of midnight when the moon is full, expect me to take back what is mine.'"
The darkness of her room was the only solitude where she could be alone and not worry about someone seeing her, and that is where she found herself, the soft tears rolling down her cheeks as she cried her heart out.
He wanted her back, the man with the hair like fire and eyes that burned like the sun. How he scared her, but, she loved him, the man who held her tight in a way that made her feel like she was on fire, with in his burning heart. How she loved him…somehow…
"Kenshin…" she moaned into the dark, as if somehow, he would be there, the young man she meet in her village so long ago, when everyone was still alive and the buildings were still made of wood and not the thick ash that seemed to cover the whole mountain on which it was placed. "Why are you coming for me now? After so long?"
She remembered that night, when people started to scream into the darkness and her own parents, in fear, hid her in the farthest room, away from being seen, or so they thought. He had found her anyway, hidden in a corner, clutching her doll closer to her body, along with the bag her mother had given her.
"There you are," he said, his voice a molten lava, shinning in the darkness as he stared at the 13 year old girl as she tried to scoot farther into the darkness, wishing he wouldn't see her. "Oh, don't say that you fear me, now don't do that."
He set something down on the wooden floor and reached out for her, but she scrambled away, and her hand hit the katana. She looked at her hand, seeing the blood that was of her parents, she knew it was theirs, for they tried to protect her.
"Why did you do it? Why kill them?" She looked back at them, gaining the backbone and strength that had always came when she was fighting her belief of non-violence.
"My dear little one, they wouldn't let me have you…"
"Have me? What are you talking about?"
"Dear, you are exquisite—" he reached out for her once more, but she slapped his hand away,
"Don't touch me!"
"Honey, don't talk like that to your future mate."
"I'm not yours!" She got up and started to slowly walk away. He watched her, making no sudden movements as he himself sat up. "Got that? I belong to no one but myself!"
"No, darling, honey, my dear little one, you belong to me, sense I first laid my eyes on you. Wouldn't you like to be mine, I know you do. Ever sense you got a taste of my heat that night, with that hug."
"N…no! I don't, just leave me alone!"
"No can do little one."
He seemed to vanish into thin air, and she was looking at darkness. The shine of his sword was so gone as well, the sound of it being sleathed soon followed. And then he was behind her, his arms wrapping about her waist tightly.
His lips caressed her shoulder, slowly trailing up wards to her neck. Pleasure seemed to come easy, filling her to the core and making her arch into him, feeling the same fire she felt in that hug, the fire which consumed her long ago.
"No…stop it…please…" she mumbled, hardly audible but he still heard it, and smiled into her neck.
"Never." He bit, breaking the skin, heading for a vein hidden just under the skin, relishing the feel of blood flowing from the wound.
"Kaoru-sama?" Tomoe's voice broke her out of her reminiscing as the door opened at she appeared, a worried look etched across her face. "There you are! I was so worried sense I didn't hear you come in last night."
"I came home before you came back from your night out," Kaoru replied, something clicking in her mind.
"You saw me with Akira…?"
"Last night, though I heard about your courting long before hand."
"Oh, please don't hurt him! Please!"
"I won't, dear, he is important to you, and would never wish to hurt you like that. But I have just one request. Tomorrow night, I wish for you to bring him here, so I can talk to both of you about something."
"Kaoru-sama…" Tomoe's eyes grew soft as they looked at each other, Kaoru smiled softly.
"Now, don't be sad," she said, going to the other girl and wrapping her in a tight hug. "It will be alright."
It had been so many years sense she got Tomoe, 'buying' the girl from a man whom had the worse of intentions for her, but she saved her from that. Saved her from that and so much more. Life was so much better for her now, everything was better for them…and then the message came.
Kissing the girl on the cheek, Kaoru sent her off as she headed for her bath. This time, the warm water felt different, like it was trying to take her down into its death and destroy her life…as if it could in the first place.
But death by drowning would be much better then anything would've been.
"So you are Akira?" Kaoru said, her voice cool and soft as she observed the man sitting across of her, Tomoe by his side. Both were silent, like children who were being scolded. She had to smile. "Now, now, why the sad faces. I have no dislike for your courting, but, I just have to say something about the marriage I heard about the other night, is it true?"
"Yes, ma'am," said Akira, reaching to his side and embracing Tomoe's hand, she gave a weak squeeze in response. "But, she said that she would think about it."
"Because she didn't know if I would approve or not?"
"Yes, Kaoru-sama…"
"Tomoe-chan, Akira-chan, I agree to this marriage, as long as you two would take my house as a wedding gift."
"Kaoru-sama!"
"Ma'am!"
They spoke at the same time, eyes wide with shock. Neither of them expected something like this.
"I…I won't be able to keep this house after the full moon, I will be long gone and way from this place. Thus, I give it to you, once you marry and live happily."
"But, why? Why leave?" Tomoe looked at her, eyes wide with surprise, Akira noticed that she hadn't been told about this.
"I have my reasons to this, Tomoe-chan, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you before, but…I need to leave. Now, you two go, I'm sure you had something planned tonight, and my request that you come here to see me destroyed it, but I am sure you can do something with the time."
Kaoru shooed them off, and set to task what she should do while she had time. Blood would only just unsettle her more, and she would most likely just puke it back up. That kept her from hunting the few nights she had left tell the full moon.
Packing was something she had to do, but she could only take so much, otherwise it would just make him angry with her for being what he once called her mother, a pack rat. No way would she displease him. She had done that once, and nearly survived. But she was human then, and not vampire.
Things would be taken with care, things she cherished and loved most of all her belongings.
She looked about the room, decided to but valuables on the bottom of the bag. First thing that went in was the cloth doll she had been given as a child and her mother's sapphire necklace, one that had been passed down generation to generation. A pair of hair clips, dragons painted on them in soft blue on the polished black surface.
Her kimonos were the hard part, for she cared for each one, but she only chose a few. One was the one she loved most, light blue with the scene of a sun set all about it, spreading from the hem to the top, all the color mixing in a beautiful pattern. The second was dark blue, with sakura petals and butterflies. It was one Tomoe had bought for her. And the last was a working kimono, one that would be best for every day work.
The rest of the contents were under kimonos, the padding for the obis, under clothes and a few hair ribbons were thrown in.
Finally she was done. But she wasn't going to try and run from him, her decision was to for him to come and get her. He would've caught her one day.
The moon was bright and hanging in the sky like a bright jewel, a pearl as it seemed to Kaoru, but pearls didn't have the image of a bunny imprinted in it. It was quiet among the empty house, as Kaoru told Tomoe to stay someplace else that night, so she wouldn't get in the way. In other words, she was worried about her.
She gazed out in the stars, watching them blink in the sky as the time came closer to when he was supposed to come…but, would he really come? Some speculation would come when a youko, a fox, told you a message from their master. As if a youko would have a master in the first place! It wasn't exactly possible, but in some cases you would find one with a master. But, she didn't quite believe he was lying.
Sighing, she took a deep breath, and found herself gagging on the sent of pine, as it hit her senses strong. Too strong as she took it in. He was here, only he could come in to someplace with out being heard. It helped him more then anything else.
And there he was, his form dark as he appeared in the yard in front of her, his hair swishing as he took each step closer to her. Fear took her over, the cold look she found in his eyes reminding her of a time she wanted to forget, and she nearly fell from where she stood.
"My dear little one, why do you fear me?"
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AN: I know, so long for an update, but, it was taking me awhile to revise the other chapter into third person, and also this one (I did type it out before in first person). But it is here, another chapter, and Kenshin showed up, as well as Youko Kurama-sama…he is WAY better the Shuichi!
MoMo-chan: sorry, it wasn't Kenshin, but this one is.
Shizuka: dark fics are cool, nothing is better then them…and its KxK, a freak idea once came to me about a main AkiraxTomoe with all the other couples on the side, but…that will wait for another day.
Kriska: The other Kenshin-gumi might appear, I don't know as of now, but I will think about it.
ToNbErYoFwEiRdNeSs: no, it wasn't Kenshin, but, as I told MoMo-chan, he came at the end of this chapter.
chibi-hime: why thank you, dark fics are cool, and they're seems to be good ones popping up now and then. I'm glad you like this one.
Thank you for reviewing! I hope you like this new revised version of the last chapter and this new one!