Disclaimer: I do not own any Rurouni Kenshin or Samurai X characters, but I do own Sazuma and Orune because I created them.

Overprotection

Chapter 2

(Orune's point of view and F.Y.I., the point of view will change every other chapter but I'll remind you anyway)

It had been a long night. I had almost go killed, rescued my girlfriend, and fought my girlfriend's father within 3 hours. I have to stop thinking, I told myself. You need to help her, help her away from all this. But how? I asked my self. How would I do it? A soft sound pierced through my thoughts.

"…Mmm…" Sazuma murmured, stirring awake from her long sleep. I had sat down in a chair after carefully putting Sazuma in my bed (yes my bed, we're at my apartment. Where else did I have to go?) and gently throwing a blanket over her. I guess after a few minutes of watching her, I fell asleep.

"…Orune…" she said softly "is that you?". I stood up so fast my head spun, and I walked to the side of the bed. I sat on the edge of the bed, gently held her hand in mine and turned towards the tired beauty that wished for my company.

"It is indeed me darling, now go back to sleep. You still need to rest." I whispered softly. She didn't look as weak as she did, in fact she looked fully healed, but I wanted her to go back to sleep anyway just to be sure. Slowly she sat up, and turned and looked at me with those dark brown eyes. I could feel a wave of passion course through me, going through every nerve of my body and sending a chill down my spine. I wanted to… to… to kiss her, to show her how much I cared… how much I loved her.

" W-what h-happened" she stammered and I could feel the color drain out of my face. I knew she would ask me that. One half of me wanted to tell her, but the other told me not to. What would she say or think if I did? Did I want to expose my secret? As these questions raced though my mind she just stared at me with those big brown eyes. I couldn't lie to the lovely girl who was looking at me for answers.

"Ok this is what happened after you blacked out…" I said then started to explain everything. I told her how I fought her father using my grandfather's technique, the tenken, then taking her to Ms. Megumi. She just sat there through the whole thing wide-eyed, and when I got to the part about how I fought her father she gasped.

"Did you…is he…he said…" she stammered trying to rephrase the question that was on her mind so that it wouldn't show her worst fear. As much as Sazuma hates how over protective her father is, she loves him dearly. He's the only thing that Sazuma has left.

"My father told me about all the battles he had to go through before he could get to Shishio," Sazuma began after taking a deep breath to calm her self.

"If memory serves me right, I remember father telling me of an amazing battle when the Battousai fought Soujiro; the tenken. The Battousai defeated him, but barely. He also admitted to me that even he would not be able to win in a fight with him, and you know as well as I do that my father is the only one to ever tie in a match with the Battousai." By that time I knew what was coming.

"You're Soujiro's grandson. Did you kill my father?" She asked finally. I could see her eyes begin to water, begging me to tell that her father was still sitting somewhere sipping green tea mumbling about how she left him. I felt her hand tighten around mine.

" Sazuma, I could never kill someone so dear to you. But I honestly don't know if your father's dead or alive." I answered sadly. I never meant to do anything to hurt her, but I had to or he would have killed me. She sat there in shock, let go of my hand, then pulled herself out from under the covers and crawled towards me. She stopped in the middle of the bed and sat back on her legs. I watched her sit there, staring at me biting her lip. I could see her eyes begin to water, and I felt a wave of sadness come over me. When she couldn't hold in the tears in any longer, she buried her face in her hands and broke down completely.

I turned around and crawled towards her, and sat back on my legs as well. I reached out to her, to comfort her, to say I'm sorry, but I hesitated. I hurt her, and badly at that. I might have taken away the only person she has left. Well what about you, you might say. Would you honestly want to be with the person who killed your father? Sure I don't know if I killed him, he's just lying on the kitchen floor. But if he died…the thought alone sent shivers down my spine.

"Sazuma, I'm…I'm…I'm so sorry!" I cried as I reached out to her, ashamed of what I did. I know it was strictly in self-defense, but I hurt her! I hurt the only thing I have left to love! My parents are gone; they died when I was 7. Until I was 14 I lived on the streets, that is until I met Sazuma.

I couldn't watch her cry any longer, so I reached out and cradled her in my arms with her head in my lap.

"Please, I…I…please forgive me!" I sobbed. I couldn't take it, I was so sorry. There was no doubt in my mind that she would never forgive me. She would go back to the house, find him lying there dead in a pool of blood. Then she would leave me, and I would be alone again. Being alone was a feeling I knew all too well.

We just sat there, sitting on my bed crying. Neither of us could take it or anything else for that matter. I was so unbelievably down that a surge of sadness crashed on me and I slipped into hysterics. Finally, Sazuma dared to say something.

"Orune, I no you didn't mean it but I just…I just…" She couldn't finish her sentence. Once again she was over come by sadness and began to cry softly. She looked up at me, and I put my hands over her ears and wiped her tears away with my thumbs.

"I'll understand if you never want to see me again. You can spend the night here, if you'd like, then go back to your Dojo. This is the first time you've been to my apartment, so it's not like you'll remember where it is. I've caused you nothing but pain." I said sadly. I didn't want her to leave, but it would be for the best.

"Orune I don't want you to…but I…just don't…," she couldn't think of anything to say. I had to do something, something I wanted to do desperately, but I wasn't sure if it was the right time. I would have to take that chance because if she kept talking it would make things worse than they already were.

"…You see I-" Sazuma tried to continue, but I cut her off with a kiss. Not just any kiss, one with all the emotion that was coursing through me, the love and passion I felt for her. It was a long kiss at that, and to my surprise she didn't pull away or seem like she was uncomfortable.

When I finally pulled away, she slowly opened her eyes. She looked me in the eye with the same amount of feeling for me as I had for her. A small smile crept up onto her face. It was as if that was what she wanted all along, something to say "I'm sorry I hurt you and I love you more than you can ever imagine".

She put her arms around my neck, and taking the cue I slid my arms around her waist.

"I forgive you" Sazuma whispered and pulled closer to me while locking me in the most passionate kiss I've ever experienced. If I knew before hand that all I would have taken to tell her I was sorry was a kiss, then I would have done so sooner.

While still locked in the kiss, I embrace her and lay her on the bed once again. I could feel the passion course through a both, a feeling that seems to have been locked up inside us both for a long time. I couldn't control my self, and one of my hands slowly slid up her side and pulled her sleeve off her shoulder. After that hand returned to her waist, I did the same thing with the other hand. Soon the only thing covering on the top of her body was the bandage that girls (and men alike) wrap around their chest before putting their uniforms on. I wasn't sure at the time if this was taking it too far but I couldn't help it. One of my hand s slid down her hip and undid the belt that held the bottom of her uniform on. At this, we stopped kissing. We just lay there, me on top of her slightly embarrassed if I made her uncomfortable. It was up to her now, if she told me stop I would and crawl into bed next her and go to sleep. But if she let me continue…

"If you want me to stop, I will. I don't want to force you into anything." I said to break the silence. Unlike some people, I respect my girlfriend's wishes and don't force her to do anything. She just looked at me and then, to my surprise, let go of my neck with one of her hands, finished undoing the belt and then pulled the bottom of her uniform off completely, and returned her other hand to the back of my neck. She pulled closer to me, and kissed me once again as we stared to roll beneath the sheets.