Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Rurouni Kenshin.
Flying High
by Uenki
Chapter 2: Tokyo
The cab stopped in front of the dojo, and she stepped out from it. Her outfit was changed during the airport, to her sister's kimono, a dagger was slipped into her kimono, for safety precautions. Effortlessly, she opened the gate of the dojo and heard a loud roar of laughters of the occupants in the dojo. Raising an eyebrow and wrecking her brain, trying to remember if she had passed the dojo down to anybody before she went to China five years ago, she found none of that memories. Walking like a cat, she slid the door to the dining room carefully, and saw a man with a head full of white hair, and a few good-for-nothing fat men.
"I'm sorry misters," she said, while sliding the door in an official manner, and took a seat on a mat, "but I can't remember that the previous owner had passed down this dojo to you, misters, did she?" she questioned, a look of innocent on her face, though she was thoroughly disgusted in and out. The man, obviously the leader, laughed loudly, and pulled Kaoru closed to him.
"No, of course not, young lady! Come and have a drink with us, young lady!" he offered, and Kaoru almost puke by the odour emitted out by the man. Faking cheerfulness, she sat close to him in a sly manner, "So, who gave you the permission to came in?" she asked, softly.
"Ourselves!" the man chuckled with malice, while his sidekicks paled and stuttered.
"S-sire!" Kaoru, knowing that it was all going to end, grabbed her shinai and pointed down at the leader's throat, her eyes narrowing. The leader was taken aback, and turned as white as sheet. The leader eyed his sidekicks and they all pounced onto Kaoru like a predator onto a prey, and momentarily, Kaoru felt like her bone is crushed and shattered by the heavy weight of the men who were sitting on her hands and legs. Bruise were formed, on diffrent parts of her body.
The man was not staring at her angered face, but her kimono that was wide agape.
"Hey! Stop staring there, you idiotic, moronic, lecher!" she cried, struggling to break free.
The man said nothing, but to give a sly grin. "Now, what are you gong to do with the Mizukhaki?" Kaoru knew what was going to happen, and she shouted at the top of her lungs.
Meanwhile, outside of the dojo, a certain red-head Rurouni heard the piercing cry. He rushed into the dojo, and saw the scene. Growing more and more angry as seconds passed, he unsheated his Sakaba and hit the five man in a shape of an arch, while all five fell onto the ground, unconscious.
"You...!" Kaoru was at a loss for speech, her eyes wide at the man infront of her.
I do not have to track down Hitkori Battousai... He was here, alive and kicking, right infront of me?
But she winced at the pain of the bruises. And she gently requested for the man to pass the her rucksack, which he agreed wholeheartedly, and did what he was told. He saw her taking out a bottle of yellow oilment, and she pulled out the cork and appiled on her chest.
"Would you like sessha to... uh apply for you, miss?" he offered, while Kaoru eyed him specktically, and he gave a small flush while shaking his head vigorously. "This one doesn't mean... Expect for the chest." he looked at the purplish-black bruises that was formed, while Kaoru nodded slowly, and passed the bottle to the man.
"Sessha wa Himura, Kenshin." he gave a self-introduction, and giving her a small smile. While Kaoru did what was unexpected, she questioned him a question so personal.
"You're Hitkori Battousai, aren't you?" Kenshin said nothing, placed the bottle onto the floor, and stood up.
"This one would leave if it really makes you feel uncomortable, Miss." he gave a little bow, and went for the door, but Kaoru stopped him in his tracks.
"No! Wait! I don't fear you!" this words touched the pit of his heart, and a small smile graced his lips. He sat down in front of her and continued to apply the medication. Kaoru nodded, and gave a small chuckle.
If you leave, how are you going to take the tests?
"I am Kaoru, uh, Kamiya Kaoru." she hid the fact that she was a Yukishiro, for Kamiya Kaoru was her real name, even though her real parents had abandoned her. She was thinking of a way to make him stay, and she put on her cool posture.
"You," she started slowly, "are going to stay here, as a token of appreciation, Kenshin." she said in a commanding tone, and her face darkened. The Rurouni went wide-eyed and shook his head vigorously, sluttering.
"No! This one is unworthy!" he protested, while Kaoru shoot him a glare that would make him froze. He nodded slowly and gluped. Kaoru heaved a sigh and eyed at the four unconscious bodies lying onto her floor.
"Now, Kenshin, what are we going to do with all these peeps from Mizukhaki?" Kenshin shrugged his shoulder and Kaoru laughed, the first genuine laugh she had for the five years, not even with Enishi she have those smiles.
Let me tell you, Tomoe, I feel no harm to this man here. Even though he killed you on that wintery night... Is it you or him, that wanted you to be dead? Well, he is a real joker!
If Tomoe was alive, she would have scolded Kaoru for judging a book by its cover. Only that Kenshin did not know, there was a lot more to come when she had meet Kamiya Kaoru by a brush with Fate.
Author's Note: Sorry, ariel, this ficcie is based on the OVA. Heh but it is just... uh, twisted. Yes, I knew that it is a Qi Pao, I am a pure chinese. Heh. o.O
Love,
Uenki.
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