AN: Remember, this is a revamped fiction! :)
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The following day, -at approximately six thirty in the morning, Kaoru stirred from her sleep after her dreams were being interrupted by a doorbell ringing furiously. She turned over to the left.
'Damn neighbor. Must be their door.'
A few seconds later, she heard a doorbell ringing fiercely again, but this time it was being rung longer. She turned over to the right.
'The other neighbor. Has to be the other neighbor.'
Silence.
'Finally.'
"KAORU, IF YOU DON'T OPEN THE DOOR THIS INSTANT I'M GOING TO BREAK IT DOWN AND KICK YOUR ASS TILL YOU WAKE UP!!!"
'Is… that my door?'
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"Seriously Misao. You should stop your habit of waking up people before they can even see the sun." Kaoru mumbled, glaring at Misao.
"But it was already six thirty! And you want to sleep some more?" Misao defended, making it seem as if it was the most obscene thing to do.
Kaoru merely raised an eyebrow.
"If it weren't for me, you would have been late for school."
"School starts at eight. From my house to school is only a ten minute walk," Kaoru replied, emphasizing necessary words to get her point through.
"But, what if you woke up at seven thirty and on your way to school there was a parade, and all the roadsides to school were blocked? You'll definitely be late to school then."
"I –seriously- doubt it."
"Fine, have it your way. When that happens don't come crying to me," Misao pouted.
"You can bet your socks that it won't be happening anytime soon." Kaoru replied grinning.
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When the girls reached the school gates, they decided to enter their classroom and continue chatting from there, seeing they had half an hour to spare. Misao was about to go to her seat, when someone two to three heads taller, with brownish spiky hair residing on his head, stood in her way.
"AHEM," she cleared her throat loudly. The culprit turned around and bent his head down slightly to see who dared disturb him -face to face. Misao was about to tell him to move, when she recognized him.
Apparently he did too.
"YOU!!" Both of them yelled in unison, pointing their index fingers shakily.
The few students around them who were chatting noisily to their friend two seconds ago quieted down, and looked at source of the yelling.
"What are you doing here?!"
"What are YOU doing here?"
"I'm from this class."
"I'M from this class."
"This can't be happening." Misao scowled, groaning inwardly.
"This has to be some kind of nightmare. I mean, meeting up with the human-like weasel is just too much for me to t- OWWWWW!!" He screeched, after he was rudely cut short by a shoe which slapped him straight on the face.
The impact was so powerful, it sent him sprawling across the floor.
"Watch the language, you brainless chicken. Say that again and I'll be wearing golf shoes tomorrow."
He moaned in pain, rubbing his now very red and injured face while Misao put her shoe back on.
"Sano, you alright?" Kenshin asked as he came over, helping his friend up.
"Not quite."
"Of all the people to meet up again-" Misao sighed rubbing her temples.
"I had to meet up with-" Sano continued, "You." both of them growled.
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When the horrible, horrible day ended (line narrated by Misao), she was full of complaints and ramblings about how God was being so unfair.
"The world is so big. So BIG," Misao stated, illustrating by stretching both her hands to the opposite directions as wide as she could.
"And yet the world is so damn small." She squinted her eyes through the tiny hole in between her index finger and her thumb.
Kaoru laughed. "How did you know him anyway?"
Misao sighed as she stuffed her hands inside her pockets. "A year ago while I was still studying in Kyoto, I attended to this school called Hiwamasaki. It was cool and all, pretty building with friendly people. It was also in that school where I met-"
"-the damned weasel from hell." Sano told Kenshin as they headed to the Ice Cream Parlor. Kenshin nodded, and he continued on.
"We were in the same class, and we were sitting together as well. And man, she was an annoying one. We used to argue over petty things, and compete in everything all the time. And come to think of it, SHE was the one who-"
"-gave me the nickname Weasel." Misao recalled frowning. "Later on he shifted, and I didn't know where, nor did I care."
"And now, now he's in my class!" she cried.
"Maa, maa. Maybe… he's changed into a different person? A nicer one, perhaps. Say, would you like some ice cream to cool down?" Kaoru asked, hoping to cheer up Misao's mood.
"Oh God, yes please."
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"I would like a triple scoop ice cream, -Lemon, Vanilla and Peppermint. Extra chocolate rice, extra cherry, extra whip cream and extra strawberry topping. And oh, could you put a cherry on that as well?" Sano ordered, digging his pocket for a twenty dollar note.
The waitress behind the counter chuckled.
After paying, Sano took his ice cream and sat at one of the tables. Kenshin followed behind, licking his chocolate cone.
They were sitting at a four seating table. Sano starred at the two empty seats and looked at Kenshin, who was sitting opposite him.
"You know, I seriously have a bad feeling about this........."
"You worry too much."
"I guess so." Sano shrugged, as he wolfed down his ice cream.
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"Goodness Kaoru, look at the crowd!"
"Yeah, I know. It would be a miracle to get seats."
After the both of them got their ice cream, they hunted for a place to sit. "Kaoru, look!" Misao squealed, pointing as her eyes spotted two empty seats. "Must be heaven sent!"
The two of them made their way through, quickly sitting down. "I can't believe it, we actually got seats!" Misao said happily, ready to dig into her order.
"Oh… Shit."
Kaoru and Misao turned their heads to the source of the voice. Misao's eyes flew wide open. Kaoru was now on Kenshin's right, while Misao was… on Sanosuke's left.
"This really bites." Misao sighed, as she rested her head on her hand that was standing on the table. "The word 'fate' is up. My. Ass."
"See Kenshin? I told you the two empty seats would be bad omen." Sano complained.
"................................"
Before five minutes could even pass, Sano and Misao had already started bickering, not bothering about the stares they received. When Kenshin and Kaoru finished their portion of ice cream, their companions' ice cream looked disgusting as it melted away. They were still fighting over what, only the Lord knew.
Kenshin glanced sideways at Kaoru, who looked bored out of her mind. Quietly he called her, tapping her shoulders. She turned to look at him, and he whispered something in her ear.
She starred at him for a while, wondering if he was serious. Not finding a HAH!-obviously-I'm-joking look, she was about to protest when she could still hear Misao's voice, yelling at Sano.
Then –"I'd be glad to."
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They were walking side by side, both quiet as Kaoru wondered where he would be taking her.
They had slipped out (and under Sano and Misao's noses too.) of the ice cream parlor, and decided to do something more constructive than just sitting there, and listen to their friends quarrel.
"So… Where are we going?"
"Lake Park."
"Where's that?"
"Around the corner."
"Oh."
Silence.
"And… Why are we going there?"
"Cause' it's the only place I can think of."
"Why is that?"
"You talk too much." He suddenly said, pausing to look at her. He wasn't smiling, but he wasn't frowning either. Just, pokerfaced.
She glared at him. "Well, at least I'm using the 'blessing' that God gave me -not like someone here who is too arrogant to use it at all."
He glared back.
She glared even harder.
Moments passed by, and both just stood there, glaring at each other.
Then sighing deeply, she unwillingly gave in. "Fine, fine, I'm sorry. Now, can we go to wherever you were planning to take us?" she asked, as she started walking ahead of him.
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Meanwhile, back at the ice cream parlor… (10 minutes later)
"Yes, I DID beat you in Maths! I remember you scored a thirty one, and I got an eighty seven!" Misao retorted.
"NO, I DID NOT GET A THIRTY ONE! I got a thirty three!" Sano shot back.
Misao burst out laughing, and Sano sat there, sulking. Then suddenly, he remembered-
"BUT I beat you in art! HAH. I got a ninety two for my painting!" Sano boasted proudly.
"My ass. You got a ninety two, for that piece of junk?" she asked, a look of disbelief gracing her features.
"It was not a piece of junk!"
"Yes it was."
"No it wasn't."
"Yes it was."
"No it wasn't."
"Then what did you get for English?"
"Eighty three. I studied or that!" he replied, grinning.
"Not enough. I got an eighty five! IN, YOUR, FACE!"
"You copied."
"No I didn't. You copied."
"No, you did."
"YOU did."
9 minutes later.
"You still owe me 15 cents for that ugly eraser you bought!"
"No, I borrowed from Akira. I would never borrow anything from you."
"YOU DID!"
"I DID NOT!"
"Did too!"
"Did not!!"
"Did too!"
2 minutes later.
"Did too!"
"Did not!!"
"Did too!"
"Did not! Kenshin, tell her I did not!" Sano exclaimed, expecting defense. Turning his head to Kenshin's seat, an "eh?" escaped his throat. Then he looked left and right. "Kenshin?"
Misao tuned as well, and there was no Kaoru.
Silence.
"They ditched us!" Both of them cried.
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When Kaoru and Kenshin reached Lake Park, (a lake in the middle of a park), Kaoru just stood there, stunned by how beautiful a simple lake could be. The water was clean, calm, and it had a glossy feeling.
Seeing her reaction, he smiled despite of himself. Leaning against a tree, he sat down on the grass, pulling her down with him.
"The scenery here is beautiful. Wonder why I hadn't noticed it before." she thought aloud, as she sat cross-legged.
"You should see it at night. It's even more beautiful, ands sometimes they even have fireworks."
She gave him a small smile, as the word "fireworks" convinced her to tell him about the time when she saw them outside her house. Describing their wild range of colours and the flowery patterns, he just sat there and listened.
Once in a while he would nod his head, encouraging her to go on. Time went by very quickly, and evening came. The two were very much enjoying each other's company, as it somehow gave them a feeling of ease and comfort.
He would too, at some points open up and tell her things. It wasn't much, but at least he did his share of talking. She was quite surprised, that this ignorant bastard could actually be quite talkative if he wanted to be.
Though she did wonder, why he was so arrogant most of the time? He hardly showed his emotions, since usually there would only be a blank look on his face. It was unreadable, and it wasn't easy to actually get his face to show.. something.
Finally noticing the sky, she bit back an urge to curse. Quickly looking at her watch, her eyes widened. "Oh shit."
But she did anyway.
Kenshin was a little surprised by her sudden change of expression, but his facial features didn't show anything. She abruptly got up, and grabbed her bag.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm late for work! I was suppose to be there at seven! Gyaah I'm so dead..." Kaoru answered, turned around, and sprinted towards Akabeko.
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AN: Please be kind enough and leave me a review. Thaank yoou! :)