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kowai. He's supposed to be isn't he! The dashing yet cruel bad guy.
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be a little lonely and hurt if they didn't! I really don't try to get
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Disclaimer: Yeah. Uh huh. Same old story chapter after chapter. I will put it simply. I don't own Kenshin or his great and amazing friends. But. ~*drum roll*~ I DO own Kage, Fumeiyo, Tomoko, Mayonaka, and Tsuyoi. Oh! And in chapter 8 I have a new character. Abayo!
Chapter 6- Kage's Rage
Fumeiyo ran to the blood-soaked body of Tomoko. Her wound was deep and bleeding profusely. Fumeiyo knelt down by the body and pulled the dying girl into his chest. He was sobbing. The girl tried to smile for him, her sleek, black hair becoming tacky with blood and her brown eyes were glazed in pain.
"Go-gomen nasai," she whispered painfully. "I guess I can't be with you forever like I promised. I'm a baka."
She stopped, breathing heavily. Her eyes closed in pain, her once cheerful face twisted in pain.
"Don't forget me Fumeiyo," she gasped, eyes unopened and a tear slid down her face.
"No!" he whispered into her bloody hair. "You can't leave me! What happened to us living together forever?!"
"Fumeiyo no baka," she managed to say. "Things don't always last. This is a promise that I cannot keep. Daisuki desu."
She took one last shuddering breath and her head fell softly to the side. Her heart ceased to beat.
Fumeiyo clutched Tomoko's body tightly, ignoring the blood seeping into his clothes.
"Daisuki desu," he whispered to her lifeless body, "daisuki desu."
Fumeiyo looked at Tomoko's face one last time. Instead of seeing Tomoko, he saw Kaoru.
Fumeiyo woke up with a jerk. He looked down, feeling a pressure on his chest. Kaoru was sleeping peacefully, her head nestled in the base of his neck. He watched her slow, steady breathing for a couple of minutes. His arms were still hooked comfortably around her waist. He hadn't been so comfortable in such a long time.
Fumeiyo began to slip back into sleep, warmth and comfort enveloping him. He, again, fell asleep with the one he had fallen in love with encircled in his arms.
Kaoru's mind felt peaceful and calm for the first time in weeks. She didn't have to feel the pain of watching Kenshin's back disappear into the mist. The only problem about her dream was that Kenshin wasn't there at all. She ran along the path she was on, calling his name. She heard a noise behind her. She turned.
"Ken-"
Kenshin's name died on her lips. Instead of Kenshin standing there, it was-
"Fumeiyo!" Kaoru cried, surprised. "What are you doing here?"
Fumeiyo walked closer to her. Kaoru licked her dry lips nervously.
"Why is my heart pounding? What's happening?" she wondered frantically.
He was now not even a foot away from her face. She could feel his body heat bathing her. She felt ashamed that she wanted him to engage her in a fierce hug. Bust she felt so abandoned by Kenshin and Fumeiyo cared about her.
Fumeiyo pulled Kaoru into his chest and lifted her chin so that he could look into her blue eyes. Kaoru, staring back into his, noticed how his hazel-green eyes looked like a forest.
A breeze stirred Kaoru's hair. It floated around her face. Fumeiyo reached up and tucked the stray strands behind her ear. His hand slid from her ear to the back of her head. Kaoru's breathing sped up even more. Fumeiyo's face got closer and his lips were nearly touching hers.
Kaoru eyes opened. The first thing she realized was that she was moving up and down slightly. She turned her head and saw the reason. Fumeiyo was still asleep, head against the wall. She felt something around her waist and looked to find Fumeiyo's arms resting there. Kaoru flushed and thought about her dream. Fumeiyo had nearly kissed her in her dream. She was still gazing at Fumeiyo's face when he woke up. His eyes widened when she blushed and looked away.
"Kaoru," he asked, "have I done something?" "No," she mumbled.
She shifted in his arms, moving as if she wanted to get up. Fumeiyo moved his arms and Kaoru moved to sit on the floor. Fumeiyo shifted and winced. His leg was still sore but he couldn't tell if he was still bleeding because his pant leg was dark with dry blood.
Kaoru felt disgusting. She was covered in blood. Her skin was itchy from dry blood. She glanced at Fumeiyo, who was covered in even more blood that she was. She stretched, wincing.
"Ow," she said. "Oh, I'm so stiff."
Fumeiyo smiled and sat up.
"I know what you mean," he said. "So why don't I show you where your bath is?"
Kaoru nodded and got to her feet, wobbling slightly. Fumeiyo stood and steadied her. She followed him through a door on the other side of the room.
Kaoru gasped when she walked into the room. The room was westernized and didn't have bath water with a fire under it; there was a real bathtub. Her bare feet were cold against the white tile that was on the floor. She ran her hand along the porcelain bathtub. Fumeiyo smiled at her astonishment.
"She must not have seen luxuries like this before. At the dojo, she must not be westernized."
"It's amazing," she breathed. "I've never seen anything like it! At the dojo-"
She stopped, a lump in her throat. She struggled to keep from crying. Fumeiyo, seeing that she was about to cry, placed his strong hand over her trembling one. She looked at him and smiled.
"Gomen," she said. "I shouldn't keep bothering you with my problems."
Fumeiyo shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. Now let me show you how to work the tub."
He walked over to where the two knobs and faucet were. He beckoned to Kaoru for her to come over there. He turned the knob that was painted red.
"This is hot water, and this is the cold water," he said, pointing to blue- painted knob. "It takes a minute or two for the hot water to come out really hot."
Kaoru watched as steam suddenly rose from the tub. Fumeiyo turned the cold knob on just a little and stuck his hand under it, pulling away quickly.
"Ow, that's hot!" he exclaimed.
Kaoru smiled.
"Of course it is, baka," Kaoru said jokingly.
Fumeiyo stuck his tongue out at her.
She ignored that and said, "Let me feel if it is warm enough for me."
She stuck her hand into the stream of water.
"Perfect!" she declared.
Fumeiyo looked, amazed.
"That's really hot thought! Won't you get burned?"
Kaoru shook her head and said, "The bath at the dojo was even hotter than this. I'll be alright."
"Okay, whatever suits you," he said, making his way to the door.
He stopped and turned around.
"Oh, the plug is on the shelf over there."
He pointed.
"And don't get in until I come back with clothes for you."
"Sure," she said and watched walk out of the room.
Fumeiyo walked quickly down the stairs then took shortcuts to his room to avoid Kage. Fumeiyo knew that Kage would be furious when he found out where he was last night. Especially since Kage hadn't even a chance to look at her. Fumeiyo shuddered to think about what Kage would do to him and Kaoru.
He walked into his room and went to a small closet. He took out a new pair of practice clothes. He undressed, throwing his clothes in the corner. He shook out the wrinkles from the clean set of clothes and got dressed.
He walked over to his futon and folded. He pushed it out of the way, revealing a trapdoor. Fumeiyo opened the trapdoor and pulled out a trunk. He opened the trunk, tears welling in his eyes.
Fumeiyo pulled a periwinkle blue kimono with sliver sakura blossoms on it. He then pulled an obi stripped with different shades of blue and thicker strips of white. This had been Tomoko's second favorite kimono. When she was killed, she was wearing his favorite kimono. The white one with-
Fumeiyo shook his head, dissolving all his thoughts of Tomoko. He grabbed the kimono and obi and stealthily made his way back to Kaoru's room.
Kaoru looked up when she heard the door slid open. She noticed a pretty colored kimono and obi bundled in Fumeiyo's arms.
"Here," he said quietly, handing her the kimono.
"What's the matter, Fumeiyo?"
"Oh, I was thinking about the person who died a long time ago. That was her kimono."
Kaoru looked at the beautiful material in her hands in shock.
"I-I can't wear this then!" she cried. "She was special to you. I feel badly about taking it."
Fumeiyo smiled sadly.
"Don't worry about it. I can't bring her back. I can only live my life."
Kaoru's lips trembled slightly.
Fumeiyo looked at her and said, "Now get into the tub or I'm putting you in there, clothes and all."
She looked at him, eyes widened. Changed the subject in a matter of a second.
Fumeiyo chuckled at the way she looked and she stuck her tongue out at him and said, "You will regret saying that."
She pointed to the door, clearly telling him to leave. Fumeiyo took the obvious hint and walked out of the bathroom, sliding the door shut behind him. When he turned around, his heart nearly stopped.
Kaoru slid into the hot bat with a sigh. Her sore, stiff body relaxed, soothed by the hot water. The blood that had caked her turned the water pink. She looked at it, repulsed. She quickly dunked her head under the water, wetting her long, black hair. She resurfaced and pulled the plug to empty the tub.
She stepped out of the draining tub and onto the clod tile. She grabbed the towel that was sitting on a small table. She moved carefully so she wouldn't slip. After drying herself off, she wrapped her breasts with bandages, wincing as pain shot through her bruised body. She could see the big purple blotches where bruises were. She quickly pulled on the kimono and tied the obi, not wanting to see the bruises. She ran her hand through her wet hair, eliminating tangles and tied it securely with a blue ribbon that lay on the table. She pulled on some socks that she found, realizing that they had been hidden in the folds of the kimono. Kaoru picked up the towel that had fallen to the floor and folded it, putting it on the table.
Kaoru slid open the door and gasped.
Kage turned around when he heard her gasp.
"Kaoru-san, konnichiwa. I am hoping that my men didn't injure you too severely."
Kaoru just stared at him, unable to speak. Kage took slow, deliberate steps towards her.
"Fumeiyo was just telling me about how you knocked out quite a few men when you were being brought here."
Kaoru's eyes darted to Fumeiyo, who was leaning against the wall. His eyes looked up in time to see that her eyes were pleading for him to make the man coming towards her stop. He shook his head slightly. He watched, pained, as her eyes widened in shock and confusion. Kage had almost reached her by now.
"Now my darling pet, I need you to come have dinner with me so we can discuss some things."
"Pet?" Kaoru thought widely. "Since when have you owned me?"
"Discuss, my ass!" thought Fumeiyo. "More like take advantage of her."
Fumeiyo trembled with anger.
Kage lifted his hand to stroke Kaoru's face.
"D-don't," Kaoru whispered.
Kage stopped dead and Fumeiyo looked up.
"What did you just say to me?" Kage hissed, eyes narrowed in anger, hand poised by her cheek. "I said don't touch me," Kaoru said in a steely voice. "I am not your pet or owned by you."
Kage took his finger and held it close to her cheek.
"Am I that repulsive? How can I be?"
He ran his finger to trace her jaw line.
"At least I'm not marred by a scar."
Kaoru's hand slammed into the side of Kage's face, leaving a bright red handprint.
"Don't you ever talk about Kenshin," she choked.
Kage, eyes glazed with anger, grabbed Kaoru by the hair and said coldly, "You will regret that you ever hit me. I DO own you. You are mine. And as for the Battousai, he will pay for everything he's done. I advise you to forget that fool bastard because I will make sure that you'll never see him again!"
Kage threw Kaoru into a post and stalked out of the room, slamming the door shut after him.
Before doing so, he turned to Fumeiyo and said, "See me after dinner. No excuses!"
After he was sure Kage was out of hearing, Fumeiyo ran to Kaoru who was huddled in a ball on the floor. She was sobbing uncontrollably into her knees.
"Kaoru! Are you okay?"
He knelt down beside her trying to peer into her face. He drew back the minute she looked at him. Her eyes were tear-filled but cold and accusing. Fumeiyo put his hand on her shoulder.
She shook him off and said, "How could you let him do that to me? How could you let him do that to anyone?"
"Kaoru, look at me."
Kaoru refused to meet his eyes.
Fumeiyo roughly lifted her chin, making her look at him.
"If you want any chance of seeing the Battousai again or just live, you will listen to me."
Kaoru nodded stiffly, his angry tone surprising her. "If I go against Kage doing what he does, he'll kill me. Then you'll never survive if I'm dead. I can't help what he does to you so you're just going to have to do what he says. No matter what. Get it?"
Kaoru didn't move or speak.
"Do you get it?" Fumeiyo asked sternly, once more.
Kaoru nodded and replied, "Hai," hoarsely.
Fumeiyo moved his hand to cradle her cheek.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you no matter what."
He stood up and strode out of the room.
Kaoru stared at the door. It became blurry as tears welled in her eyes. Slowly, they fell down her cheeks. She felt so alone. Kenshin was so far away and she couldn't be comforted by him. She didn't have Yahiko or Megumi to make her angry and she didn't have Sanosuke to make her laugh. She was alone. As this realization hit her, her tears came faster. Kaoru sat against the wall, crying uncontrollably, her sobs echoing in the empty room.
"K-Kenshin! HELP ME!"
That's the end of chapter 6! YAY! DONE!!!!!!!!!! I was typing this at one in the morning and I got too tired so I stopped. Heh! Lack of sleep isn't good! This is the first chapter I finished so quickly! Eh, I think! I can't remember! Well, please read and review and tell me who you favorite character is please! I'll tell you mine. It's KENSHIN of course! ^_^x I love him with a passion! Dai-chan and Ji-chan know that! Heh! Ok I think I only used two Japanese word that you might not know since I've used the other ones many times. *KONNICHIWA- it means hello *BAKA- idiot *****OH!!! I never told you what the endings on the names meant! Keito-chan no baka! Oopsie! *SAN- title of respect. Equivalent to Miss or Mr. *DONO- another title of respect. It's also like Miss. *SENSAI- that means teacher! That's it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well! Until next time! Abayo! ^_^x
Disclaimer: Yeah. Uh huh. Same old story chapter after chapter. I will put it simply. I don't own Kenshin or his great and amazing friends. But. ~*drum roll*~ I DO own Kage, Fumeiyo, Tomoko, Mayonaka, and Tsuyoi. Oh! And in chapter 8 I have a new character. Abayo!
Chapter 6- Kage's Rage
Fumeiyo ran to the blood-soaked body of Tomoko. Her wound was deep and bleeding profusely. Fumeiyo knelt down by the body and pulled the dying girl into his chest. He was sobbing. The girl tried to smile for him, her sleek, black hair becoming tacky with blood and her brown eyes were glazed in pain.
"Go-gomen nasai," she whispered painfully. "I guess I can't be with you forever like I promised. I'm a baka."
She stopped, breathing heavily. Her eyes closed in pain, her once cheerful face twisted in pain.
"Don't forget me Fumeiyo," she gasped, eyes unopened and a tear slid down her face.
"No!" he whispered into her bloody hair. "You can't leave me! What happened to us living together forever?!"
"Fumeiyo no baka," she managed to say. "Things don't always last. This is a promise that I cannot keep. Daisuki desu."
She took one last shuddering breath and her head fell softly to the side. Her heart ceased to beat.
Fumeiyo clutched Tomoko's body tightly, ignoring the blood seeping into his clothes.
"Daisuki desu," he whispered to her lifeless body, "daisuki desu."
Fumeiyo looked at Tomoko's face one last time. Instead of seeing Tomoko, he saw Kaoru.
Fumeiyo woke up with a jerk. He looked down, feeling a pressure on his chest. Kaoru was sleeping peacefully, her head nestled in the base of his neck. He watched her slow, steady breathing for a couple of minutes. His arms were still hooked comfortably around her waist. He hadn't been so comfortable in such a long time.
Fumeiyo began to slip back into sleep, warmth and comfort enveloping him. He, again, fell asleep with the one he had fallen in love with encircled in his arms.
Kaoru's mind felt peaceful and calm for the first time in weeks. She didn't have to feel the pain of watching Kenshin's back disappear into the mist. The only problem about her dream was that Kenshin wasn't there at all. She ran along the path she was on, calling his name. She heard a noise behind her. She turned.
"Ken-"
Kenshin's name died on her lips. Instead of Kenshin standing there, it was-
"Fumeiyo!" Kaoru cried, surprised. "What are you doing here?"
Fumeiyo walked closer to her. Kaoru licked her dry lips nervously.
"Why is my heart pounding? What's happening?" she wondered frantically.
He was now not even a foot away from her face. She could feel his body heat bathing her. She felt ashamed that she wanted him to engage her in a fierce hug. Bust she felt so abandoned by Kenshin and Fumeiyo cared about her.
Fumeiyo pulled Kaoru into his chest and lifted her chin so that he could look into her blue eyes. Kaoru, staring back into his, noticed how his hazel-green eyes looked like a forest.
A breeze stirred Kaoru's hair. It floated around her face. Fumeiyo reached up and tucked the stray strands behind her ear. His hand slid from her ear to the back of her head. Kaoru's breathing sped up even more. Fumeiyo's face got closer and his lips were nearly touching hers.
Kaoru eyes opened. The first thing she realized was that she was moving up and down slightly. She turned her head and saw the reason. Fumeiyo was still asleep, head against the wall. She felt something around her waist and looked to find Fumeiyo's arms resting there. Kaoru flushed and thought about her dream. Fumeiyo had nearly kissed her in her dream. She was still gazing at Fumeiyo's face when he woke up. His eyes widened when she blushed and looked away.
"Kaoru," he asked, "have I done something?" "No," she mumbled.
She shifted in his arms, moving as if she wanted to get up. Fumeiyo moved his arms and Kaoru moved to sit on the floor. Fumeiyo shifted and winced. His leg was still sore but he couldn't tell if he was still bleeding because his pant leg was dark with dry blood.
Kaoru felt disgusting. She was covered in blood. Her skin was itchy from dry blood. She glanced at Fumeiyo, who was covered in even more blood that she was. She stretched, wincing.
"Ow," she said. "Oh, I'm so stiff."
Fumeiyo smiled and sat up.
"I know what you mean," he said. "So why don't I show you where your bath is?"
Kaoru nodded and got to her feet, wobbling slightly. Fumeiyo stood and steadied her. She followed him through a door on the other side of the room.
Kaoru gasped when she walked into the room. The room was westernized and didn't have bath water with a fire under it; there was a real bathtub. Her bare feet were cold against the white tile that was on the floor. She ran her hand along the porcelain bathtub. Fumeiyo smiled at her astonishment.
"She must not have seen luxuries like this before. At the dojo, she must not be westernized."
"It's amazing," she breathed. "I've never seen anything like it! At the dojo-"
She stopped, a lump in her throat. She struggled to keep from crying. Fumeiyo, seeing that she was about to cry, placed his strong hand over her trembling one. She looked at him and smiled.
"Gomen," she said. "I shouldn't keep bothering you with my problems."
Fumeiyo shook his head.
"Don't worry about it. Now let me show you how to work the tub."
He walked over to where the two knobs and faucet were. He beckoned to Kaoru for her to come over there. He turned the knob that was painted red.
"This is hot water, and this is the cold water," he said, pointing to blue- painted knob. "It takes a minute or two for the hot water to come out really hot."
Kaoru watched as steam suddenly rose from the tub. Fumeiyo turned the cold knob on just a little and stuck his hand under it, pulling away quickly.
"Ow, that's hot!" he exclaimed.
Kaoru smiled.
"Of course it is, baka," Kaoru said jokingly.
Fumeiyo stuck his tongue out at her.
She ignored that and said, "Let me feel if it is warm enough for me."
She stuck her hand into the stream of water.
"Perfect!" she declared.
Fumeiyo looked, amazed.
"That's really hot thought! Won't you get burned?"
Kaoru shook her head and said, "The bath at the dojo was even hotter than this. I'll be alright."
"Okay, whatever suits you," he said, making his way to the door.
He stopped and turned around.
"Oh, the plug is on the shelf over there."
He pointed.
"And don't get in until I come back with clothes for you."
"Sure," she said and watched walk out of the room.
Fumeiyo walked quickly down the stairs then took shortcuts to his room to avoid Kage. Fumeiyo knew that Kage would be furious when he found out where he was last night. Especially since Kage hadn't even a chance to look at her. Fumeiyo shuddered to think about what Kage would do to him and Kaoru.
He walked into his room and went to a small closet. He took out a new pair of practice clothes. He undressed, throwing his clothes in the corner. He shook out the wrinkles from the clean set of clothes and got dressed.
He walked over to his futon and folded. He pushed it out of the way, revealing a trapdoor. Fumeiyo opened the trapdoor and pulled out a trunk. He opened the trunk, tears welling in his eyes.
Fumeiyo pulled a periwinkle blue kimono with sliver sakura blossoms on it. He then pulled an obi stripped with different shades of blue and thicker strips of white. This had been Tomoko's second favorite kimono. When she was killed, she was wearing his favorite kimono. The white one with-
Fumeiyo shook his head, dissolving all his thoughts of Tomoko. He grabbed the kimono and obi and stealthily made his way back to Kaoru's room.
Kaoru looked up when she heard the door slid open. She noticed a pretty colored kimono and obi bundled in Fumeiyo's arms.
"Here," he said quietly, handing her the kimono.
"What's the matter, Fumeiyo?"
"Oh, I was thinking about the person who died a long time ago. That was her kimono."
Kaoru looked at the beautiful material in her hands in shock.
"I-I can't wear this then!" she cried. "She was special to you. I feel badly about taking it."
Fumeiyo smiled sadly.
"Don't worry about it. I can't bring her back. I can only live my life."
Kaoru's lips trembled slightly.
Fumeiyo looked at her and said, "Now get into the tub or I'm putting you in there, clothes and all."
She looked at him, eyes widened. Changed the subject in a matter of a second.
Fumeiyo chuckled at the way she looked and she stuck her tongue out at him and said, "You will regret saying that."
She pointed to the door, clearly telling him to leave. Fumeiyo took the obvious hint and walked out of the bathroom, sliding the door shut behind him. When he turned around, his heart nearly stopped.
Kaoru slid into the hot bat with a sigh. Her sore, stiff body relaxed, soothed by the hot water. The blood that had caked her turned the water pink. She looked at it, repulsed. She quickly dunked her head under the water, wetting her long, black hair. She resurfaced and pulled the plug to empty the tub.
She stepped out of the draining tub and onto the clod tile. She grabbed the towel that was sitting on a small table. She moved carefully so she wouldn't slip. After drying herself off, she wrapped her breasts with bandages, wincing as pain shot through her bruised body. She could see the big purple blotches where bruises were. She quickly pulled on the kimono and tied the obi, not wanting to see the bruises. She ran her hand through her wet hair, eliminating tangles and tied it securely with a blue ribbon that lay on the table. She pulled on some socks that she found, realizing that they had been hidden in the folds of the kimono. Kaoru picked up the towel that had fallen to the floor and folded it, putting it on the table.
Kaoru slid open the door and gasped.
Kage turned around when he heard her gasp.
"Kaoru-san, konnichiwa. I am hoping that my men didn't injure you too severely."
Kaoru just stared at him, unable to speak. Kage took slow, deliberate steps towards her.
"Fumeiyo was just telling me about how you knocked out quite a few men when you were being brought here."
Kaoru's eyes darted to Fumeiyo, who was leaning against the wall. His eyes looked up in time to see that her eyes were pleading for him to make the man coming towards her stop. He shook his head slightly. He watched, pained, as her eyes widened in shock and confusion. Kage had almost reached her by now.
"Now my darling pet, I need you to come have dinner with me so we can discuss some things."
"Pet?" Kaoru thought widely. "Since when have you owned me?"
"Discuss, my ass!" thought Fumeiyo. "More like take advantage of her."
Fumeiyo trembled with anger.
Kage lifted his hand to stroke Kaoru's face.
"D-don't," Kaoru whispered.
Kage stopped dead and Fumeiyo looked up.
"What did you just say to me?" Kage hissed, eyes narrowed in anger, hand poised by her cheek. "I said don't touch me," Kaoru said in a steely voice. "I am not your pet or owned by you."
Kage took his finger and held it close to her cheek.
"Am I that repulsive? How can I be?"
He ran his finger to trace her jaw line.
"At least I'm not marred by a scar."
Kaoru's hand slammed into the side of Kage's face, leaving a bright red handprint.
"Don't you ever talk about Kenshin," she choked.
Kage, eyes glazed with anger, grabbed Kaoru by the hair and said coldly, "You will regret that you ever hit me. I DO own you. You are mine. And as for the Battousai, he will pay for everything he's done. I advise you to forget that fool bastard because I will make sure that you'll never see him again!"
Kage threw Kaoru into a post and stalked out of the room, slamming the door shut after him.
Before doing so, he turned to Fumeiyo and said, "See me after dinner. No excuses!"
After he was sure Kage was out of hearing, Fumeiyo ran to Kaoru who was huddled in a ball on the floor. She was sobbing uncontrollably into her knees.
"Kaoru! Are you okay?"
He knelt down beside her trying to peer into her face. He drew back the minute she looked at him. Her eyes were tear-filled but cold and accusing. Fumeiyo put his hand on her shoulder.
She shook him off and said, "How could you let him do that to me? How could you let him do that to anyone?"
"Kaoru, look at me."
Kaoru refused to meet his eyes.
Fumeiyo roughly lifted her chin, making her look at him.
"If you want any chance of seeing the Battousai again or just live, you will listen to me."
Kaoru nodded stiffly, his angry tone surprising her. "If I go against Kage doing what he does, he'll kill me. Then you'll never survive if I'm dead. I can't help what he does to you so you're just going to have to do what he says. No matter what. Get it?"
Kaoru didn't move or speak.
"Do you get it?" Fumeiyo asked sternly, once more.
Kaoru nodded and replied, "Hai," hoarsely.
Fumeiyo moved his hand to cradle her cheek.
"Don't worry. I'll protect you no matter what."
He stood up and strode out of the room.
Kaoru stared at the door. It became blurry as tears welled in her eyes. Slowly, they fell down her cheeks. She felt so alone. Kenshin was so far away and she couldn't be comforted by him. She didn't have Yahiko or Megumi to make her angry and she didn't have Sanosuke to make her laugh. She was alone. As this realization hit her, her tears came faster. Kaoru sat against the wall, crying uncontrollably, her sobs echoing in the empty room.
"K-Kenshin! HELP ME!"
That's the end of chapter 6! YAY! DONE!!!!!!!!!! I was typing this at one in the morning and I got too tired so I stopped. Heh! Lack of sleep isn't good! This is the first chapter I finished so quickly! Eh, I think! I can't remember! Well, please read and review and tell me who you favorite character is please! I'll tell you mine. It's KENSHIN of course! ^_^x I love him with a passion! Dai-chan and Ji-chan know that! Heh! Ok I think I only used two Japanese word that you might not know since I've used the other ones many times. *KONNICHIWA- it means hello *BAKA- idiot *****OH!!! I never told you what the endings on the names meant! Keito-chan no baka! Oopsie! *SAN- title of respect. Equivalent to Miss or Mr. *DONO- another title of respect. It's also like Miss. *SENSAI- that means teacher! That's it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well! Until next time! Abayo! ^_^x