Sorry. I'm really sorry I haven't written the next chapter for a long time.
I'm going to write this one longer than usual.
I want an opinion to know if I should change my username "Graystone" or "Tidren." Please give me all the reviews you can to give me your opinion or you could suggest me one.
Thanks.
***
I made a clean slit in her throat and dripping blood oozed slickly down her neck. I merely laughed at her pathetic attempt (running); this was the easiest prey I ever killed, then again probably my only prey.
As I was rejoicing in the fact that I had made a successful kill something slender and tall caught my eye. Like a stick. I gripped the hilt as my knuckles turned an ivory pale and peered in the distance.
My mother.........?
I was about to laugh I could even think my mother would be in a hill, she always loved to see the gleaming of silks as she sewed them together in a beautiful garment. She only sewed in the house. So ever rarely she went out of the house, I guess you could even say she was obsessed in sewing.
Then I was about to run to my mother, I gasped. In disgust, disbelief, and pure anger.
A hooded man plunged a sword in my mother's chest and I saw blood spurt up. My mother made a last breath's yelp and fell in the ground as blood began to intermix with the soil.
Sick.
I screamed.
I will kill the person who ever deals with a relative of my family. I would kill them indeed.
I ran in a blur and hung my griffin stout blade in the air. "Bye." I croaked with a stinging dead chill to my voice that would send something cold and crawly to their spine. I submerged the blade in flesh, stabbing the person in the back.
As I turned the blood-soaked person's head to see their expression I saw a strange grin. A happy smile, as if to say to say "yeah, or whoopee."
But why................
I questioned this too soon for at the moment a huge, swarming crowd buzzed in with long, sticks that held raging fires or some sort of weapon. I staggered but then grinned.
The more, the better..........
A man dashed with a bokken but he carved a knife at the end of it. "Huh?" I asked myself, but then ducked and stabbed his chest. Easy.
I began mocking them, laughing at their pathetic swipes and attacks that just reflected as I swiftly used techniques. This was too easy. Then I spoke too soon.
They all jumped and attacked me, all at once.
"Noooo!" I bit my lip that it bled, and squirmed not willing to admit defeat. No, I was too close to winning.
"Let me go!" I started swiping my blade that went through tough bone and thin veins and organs as I cut through more gore.
But it wasn't enough; the crowd was too overwhelming as I began to get enveloped into people, darkness, and despair.
I lost.
I cursed under my breath.
Suddenly as I close my eyes, wishing an ultimate desire to leave I feel an awkward drift of wind.
I blink my eyes open as my lapis eyes adjust the scenery and register in all the colors and texture. I was at a different place.
Much different place.
I take out my bloody, Griffin stout blade and peer into the thick, gray fog that devours my vision.
I see Kenshin, and hear his smooth, chilling voice.
"I don't love, I never loved you." It echoes eerily like it was trying to imply I was alone, at the same time sending a somewhat cold sting that writhes and slithers up my quivering bones.
I shook my head, trying to block what my heart most feared.
"I don't love you, I never love you, and you'll never go home again."
"Nooooo!" I scream so my voice was the only thing that could soothe my shattering heart but it pierced through.
"I don't love you, I NEVER loved you!!!!"
***
Kaoru woke up as tears trickled down her simmering face and she wiped one off her opal fingernail.
Misao looked at Kaoru in surprise and then hugged her tightly that Kaoru couldn't breathe. Kaoru's lungs truthfully thought they would burst in any minute.
"Misao." Kaoru croaked as she winced in the embracing pain. Kaoru then ripped the embrace apart and looked around.
Was this another dream?
Kaoru looked at Kenshin or Battosai that was stiffly looking ahead and flogging Mizu. He seemed depressed but yet angry, and then as Kaoru thought of Kenshin she recalled her dream.
Why would she have a nightmare that Kenshin didn't love her, unless Kaoru somehow fell in love with Kenshin?
Then that means............
Kaoru blurted a disbelief gasp as she quickly recovered it with her pale hand that was now trembling fiercely at the thought.
Kaoru liked Kenshin- The Battousai.
*****
Mizu made a stop at some glittering hill that was abundant with some of those mystic flowers Kaoru saw before. The sun was also setting that looked like a glowing crimson-orange that mixed with a skimpy shade of tawny.
It was beautiful in some odd way. Kenshin landed with a thud and collected some thin, tube-like flowers that contained milky honey inside.
He popped the stem out and grabbed another and poured the thick honey inside, to the first one.
The flower was almost overflowing but gave it to Kaoru. Kaoru looked and observed it as Kenshin rolled his eyes.
Misao came in. "It's called 'Hoflo' because in the ancient language it means the beast made of half honey."
Kaoru nodded her head and slurped some up. It tasted like fresh dewdrops were dripped inside and lime was mixed inside some mild taste of cinnamon.
A right mixture that make you want to rim your lips as if any taste was left.
Kaoru wondered why all these plants were so delicious.
Misao slurped some up as she looked like some child with a cream shade of honey on the upper lip. Misao then smacked her lips and grinned sheepishly, "There's nothing better then Hoflo, that's what I always say." Misao replied.
"Also what was happening to you that you were squirming and wailing when you were unconscious"? Misao asked with curiosity ringing in her voice.
"Nothing." Kaoru lied as her lapis eyes flashed wickedly in the sunset. Kaoru plucked another Hoflo off and swallowed all the honey up.
She truly was enjoying this flower. Kaoru then looked at Kenshin. "Kenshin?" Kaoru said to the man who was slumped on the flanks of the dark horse.
His amber eyes gazed into the sunset as if remembering a sour, bitter, past memory. Then his voice spoke up, "You don't call me Kenshin." It was dull and numb with any emotion vivid in his voice and had some dead sense rolled into it, like a croak of a frog and dry as tinder.
"Kenshin just let Kaoru call you by that name." Misao argued to the silent man. Kenshin seemed to be thinking thoroughly of the circumstances if Kaoru would call Kenshin by his real name.
Then Kenshin sighed to defeat and replied, "fine."
Kaoru smirked secretly and left her question behind.
"Never mind, Kenshin." Kaoru said in a teasing, mockingly tone. "I think I'm going to regret this." Kenshin whispered angrily to himself.
Kaoru laughed freely, her first laugh for several weeks.
***
Kaoru, Kenshin, and Misao finally were able to get back to civilization and Kaoru ran to her camp where she felt the soothing fleece and soft silks.
"I'm finally home." Kaoru exclaimed then Kaoru suddenly laughed in mirth in her voice, she called this place home.
Her home..................
***
Kaoru was in her tent with candles flickering and was with her sleeping garments that Misao had sewn which immediately reminded Kaoru of her mother.
Misao had whipped up some thick, broth that had sweet potatoes and crunchy vegetables and large chunks of bananas. A piece of bread was on the side.
Kaoru was wolfing it down with some iced herbal mint tea (strange) at the side with some lavender powder, which was said helps, the person sleep more comfortable.
This was the dream Kaoru's stomach was waiting for.
As Kaoru was mopping her plate with the bread, Aoishi (a commander of defense in this village) arrived with a woman.
Kaoru ate her last piece of bread and licked her lips with content.
"What do you have their Aoishi?" Misao asked with a tint of embarrassment flushing Misao's cheeks.
"Misao, I want you to meet Takani Megumi............................"
****
End of chapter.
I bet some of you guys are angry but I hope this makes it up, and some can't wait for the next chapter.
Before I go, I want to thank the following people, who reviewed Chapter 6.
Kauro182003- thanks for the review and here is the next chapter, I hoped you enjoyed it.
And magiabruxa- thanks for the compliment and here is my update. *grin*
I don't want you guys to forget; don't forget to review what my username should be.
I want an opinion to know if I should change my username "Graystone" or "Tidren." Please give me all the reviews you can to give me your opinion or you could suggest me one.
Thanks.
***
I made a clean slit in her throat and dripping blood oozed slickly down her neck. I merely laughed at her pathetic attempt (running); this was the easiest prey I ever killed, then again probably my only prey.
As I was rejoicing in the fact that I had made a successful kill something slender and tall caught my eye. Like a stick. I gripped the hilt as my knuckles turned an ivory pale and peered in the distance.
My mother.........?
I was about to laugh I could even think my mother would be in a hill, she always loved to see the gleaming of silks as she sewed them together in a beautiful garment. She only sewed in the house. So ever rarely she went out of the house, I guess you could even say she was obsessed in sewing.
Then I was about to run to my mother, I gasped. In disgust, disbelief, and pure anger.
A hooded man plunged a sword in my mother's chest and I saw blood spurt up. My mother made a last breath's yelp and fell in the ground as blood began to intermix with the soil.
Sick.
I screamed.
I will kill the person who ever deals with a relative of my family. I would kill them indeed.
I ran in a blur and hung my griffin stout blade in the air. "Bye." I croaked with a stinging dead chill to my voice that would send something cold and crawly to their spine. I submerged the blade in flesh, stabbing the person in the back.
As I turned the blood-soaked person's head to see their expression I saw a strange grin. A happy smile, as if to say to say "yeah, or whoopee."
But why................
I questioned this too soon for at the moment a huge, swarming crowd buzzed in with long, sticks that held raging fires or some sort of weapon. I staggered but then grinned.
The more, the better..........
A man dashed with a bokken but he carved a knife at the end of it. "Huh?" I asked myself, but then ducked and stabbed his chest. Easy.
I began mocking them, laughing at their pathetic swipes and attacks that just reflected as I swiftly used techniques. This was too easy. Then I spoke too soon.
They all jumped and attacked me, all at once.
"Noooo!" I bit my lip that it bled, and squirmed not willing to admit defeat. No, I was too close to winning.
"Let me go!" I started swiping my blade that went through tough bone and thin veins and organs as I cut through more gore.
But it wasn't enough; the crowd was too overwhelming as I began to get enveloped into people, darkness, and despair.
I lost.
I cursed under my breath.
Suddenly as I close my eyes, wishing an ultimate desire to leave I feel an awkward drift of wind.
I blink my eyes open as my lapis eyes adjust the scenery and register in all the colors and texture. I was at a different place.
Much different place.
I take out my bloody, Griffin stout blade and peer into the thick, gray fog that devours my vision.
I see Kenshin, and hear his smooth, chilling voice.
"I don't love, I never loved you." It echoes eerily like it was trying to imply I was alone, at the same time sending a somewhat cold sting that writhes and slithers up my quivering bones.
I shook my head, trying to block what my heart most feared.
"I don't love you, I never love you, and you'll never go home again."
"Nooooo!" I scream so my voice was the only thing that could soothe my shattering heart but it pierced through.
"I don't love you, I NEVER loved you!!!!"
***
Kaoru woke up as tears trickled down her simmering face and she wiped one off her opal fingernail.
Misao looked at Kaoru in surprise and then hugged her tightly that Kaoru couldn't breathe. Kaoru's lungs truthfully thought they would burst in any minute.
"Misao." Kaoru croaked as she winced in the embracing pain. Kaoru then ripped the embrace apart and looked around.
Was this another dream?
Kaoru looked at Kenshin or Battosai that was stiffly looking ahead and flogging Mizu. He seemed depressed but yet angry, and then as Kaoru thought of Kenshin she recalled her dream.
Why would she have a nightmare that Kenshin didn't love her, unless Kaoru somehow fell in love with Kenshin?
Then that means............
Kaoru blurted a disbelief gasp as she quickly recovered it with her pale hand that was now trembling fiercely at the thought.
Kaoru liked Kenshin- The Battousai.
*****
Mizu made a stop at some glittering hill that was abundant with some of those mystic flowers Kaoru saw before. The sun was also setting that looked like a glowing crimson-orange that mixed with a skimpy shade of tawny.
It was beautiful in some odd way. Kenshin landed with a thud and collected some thin, tube-like flowers that contained milky honey inside.
He popped the stem out and grabbed another and poured the thick honey inside, to the first one.
The flower was almost overflowing but gave it to Kaoru. Kaoru looked and observed it as Kenshin rolled his eyes.
Misao came in. "It's called 'Hoflo' because in the ancient language it means the beast made of half honey."
Kaoru nodded her head and slurped some up. It tasted like fresh dewdrops were dripped inside and lime was mixed inside some mild taste of cinnamon.
A right mixture that make you want to rim your lips as if any taste was left.
Kaoru wondered why all these plants were so delicious.
Misao slurped some up as she looked like some child with a cream shade of honey on the upper lip. Misao then smacked her lips and grinned sheepishly, "There's nothing better then Hoflo, that's what I always say." Misao replied.
"Also what was happening to you that you were squirming and wailing when you were unconscious"? Misao asked with curiosity ringing in her voice.
"Nothing." Kaoru lied as her lapis eyes flashed wickedly in the sunset. Kaoru plucked another Hoflo off and swallowed all the honey up.
She truly was enjoying this flower. Kaoru then looked at Kenshin. "Kenshin?" Kaoru said to the man who was slumped on the flanks of the dark horse.
His amber eyes gazed into the sunset as if remembering a sour, bitter, past memory. Then his voice spoke up, "You don't call me Kenshin." It was dull and numb with any emotion vivid in his voice and had some dead sense rolled into it, like a croak of a frog and dry as tinder.
"Kenshin just let Kaoru call you by that name." Misao argued to the silent man. Kenshin seemed to be thinking thoroughly of the circumstances if Kaoru would call Kenshin by his real name.
Then Kenshin sighed to defeat and replied, "fine."
Kaoru smirked secretly and left her question behind.
"Never mind, Kenshin." Kaoru said in a teasing, mockingly tone. "I think I'm going to regret this." Kenshin whispered angrily to himself.
Kaoru laughed freely, her first laugh for several weeks.
***
Kaoru, Kenshin, and Misao finally were able to get back to civilization and Kaoru ran to her camp where she felt the soothing fleece and soft silks.
"I'm finally home." Kaoru exclaimed then Kaoru suddenly laughed in mirth in her voice, she called this place home.
Her home..................
***
Kaoru was in her tent with candles flickering and was with her sleeping garments that Misao had sewn which immediately reminded Kaoru of her mother.
Misao had whipped up some thick, broth that had sweet potatoes and crunchy vegetables and large chunks of bananas. A piece of bread was on the side.
Kaoru was wolfing it down with some iced herbal mint tea (strange) at the side with some lavender powder, which was said helps, the person sleep more comfortable.
This was the dream Kaoru's stomach was waiting for.
As Kaoru was mopping her plate with the bread, Aoishi (a commander of defense in this village) arrived with a woman.
Kaoru ate her last piece of bread and licked her lips with content.
"What do you have their Aoishi?" Misao asked with a tint of embarrassment flushing Misao's cheeks.
"Misao, I want you to meet Takani Megumi............................"
****
End of chapter.
I bet some of you guys are angry but I hope this makes it up, and some can't wait for the next chapter.
Before I go, I want to thank the following people, who reviewed Chapter 6.
Kauro182003- thanks for the review and here is the next chapter, I hoped you enjoyed it.
And magiabruxa- thanks for the compliment and here is my update. *grin*
I don't want you guys to forget; don't forget to review what my username should be.