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-Ditox-chan

Kaoru awoke to the soft cawing of seagulls and a soft murmur of people. Her head immediately began to pound as she returned to consciousness. She felt something cold on her forehead, opening her eyes gradually and reaching up to touch it – a damp washcloth, folded neatly, had been placed on her forehead. She pulled it off and inspected it a moment, looking at the two letters in the very corner – "KH" – and tried to think over what had happened. She didn't know what the letters stood for, or rightly cared.

She then took attention to the bright sun shining down on her face and the position she was in – she felt soft rocking of waves. But it was impossible – she couldn't be on the police boat, it had been demolished.

Kaoru sat up immediately and muffled her fright. "I'm DEAD," her mind shrieked. She slowly relaxed as she looked around, noticing she had been laying on a few sacks of flour and potatoes and was not dressed in rags – they were dainty, baggy jeans and a red-striped tee, also pretty baggy and without sleeves. There was a red handkerchief tied around her arm – she untied it curiously and found an open wound that stung when exposed to air. She tied it back on and took a good look at her atmosphere.

She was on a ship – one in very good condition. Pirates – of all people – were wandering about the deck murmuring to themselves harmlessly. Kaoru gritted her teeth when she spotted a dagger protruding from a wooden pole and slowly glanced up to see the waving black flag declaring the crossbones like the night before. She realized her danger and immediately panicked, suppressing her anxiety.

Then, suddenly, a young boy with long, brown hair appeared from the door right beside the sacks she was resting on and stared at her cautiously before bursting into a bright, devious grin. His abnormally long hair was tied in a high ponytail with a handkerchief, gaping at her with bright blue eyes. "Hey! She's awake!"

Kaoru sat up straighter rubbed her head. "Who are you? Where am I?"

He stepped back, folding his arms and grinned wildly. "You can call me Kenji, toots! And you're aboard the Yhakuni. Might wanna get used to it, 'cause you're gonna be 'ere a long time!"

Kaoru stared at him in disbelief. She shook her head and sighed, "This has just got to be a dream." She closed her eyes and grumbled, "For all I know, I could be floating somewhere dead on a piece of driftwood... I hope I'm still dressed..."

The boy started chuckling madly. "Wouldn't be so bad if y'weren't, m'lady," he sneered, trying to hide his face with a striped sleeve. Kaoru's hands tightened into fists, but before she could stand and pummel the little perverted weasel, a second man emerged from the nearby door.

Kenji had a strong resemblance to the man, only this one had long red hair, tied in a lower ponytail by a handkerchief. He had very soft, violet eyes, that looked down at the girl very calmly. She gasped when she noticed the large, "X"-shaped scar that was embedded in his left cheek. What she found most abnormal was that he was no ordinary human – creeping behind him was a thin tail, swaying lightly in the breeze. But what she noticed first and adored were the two broad, white wings folded behind his back – feathery and beautiful. This mysterious, vibrant man was anything but a pirate – maybe an angel.

"Kenji, you shouldn't treat guests that way," he scolded the boy softly as she closed the door behind him and faced Kaoru. The girl couldn't remove her eyes from his beautiful wings. The boy sulked a moment, glaring off to the side and mumbling things under his breath curtly. The red-haired man folded his arms and studied Kaoru a moment before saying, "You were the only survivor of last night's harry. Someone found you unconcious on a piece of driftwood, so we ended up taking you in. Hope you don't mind."

She shook her head and looked at the floor. "Who are you? Why did you attack our ship?"

The man smiled. "My name is Kenshin Himura. I own this ship." He turned to look out at the sea, his hair blowing in the soft breeze as he dug his hands into his pockets. "We attacked your ship because it was after us. We're pretty popular with the officials. Can't say why... Guess they just don't like pirates."

"Either that or they're a bunch of undercover pirate-stalkers out to catch us!" Kenji threw this arms up in the air in excitement before grinning contently, "That would be so cool!"

"We have no choice but to shoot down the ships pursuing us. I won't let anything get in my way anymore. We can't have any more distractions." Kenshin's eyes followed a seagull fly over his head and off into the distance idly, a silence rising between the three. Kenji folded his arms and looked at the ground quietly while Kaoru attempted to put the story together.

"Kenji," Kaoru spoke up curiously, turning to the bubbly youngster, "how old are you? How did you get on this ship?"

Kaoru noticed a small smile on Kenshin's face as he turned away, but she chose to remain silent in her curiosity. Kenji looked up at the woman and stretched his arms idly while speaking. "Me? I'm turnin' 13 in a couple weeks. I'm on this ship because... um... well..."

Kaoru edged him forward, abounding with curiosity, "Yes? What is it?"

"Well, he's my dad and all," he looked at Kenshin sheepishly, appearing slightly embarrassed under the pressure. Kaoru nodded and thought, "Hah, I was right. They ARE related! Man, I'm good..."

Kaoru cleared her throat and smiled. "My name is Kamiya Kaoru. Thank you for, um, taking me aboard." Kenshin looked over his shoulder at her and nodded, then returned to the beauty of the ocean.

Kenji began to snicker deviously. "I bet you're gonna have to do a lotta swabbin, toots. Gotta pay for your beer – I bet you're gonna need a lot of it!" He started cackling until Kenshin shooed him away and went off to do his own things. Kaoru was abandoned there, completely lost in her thoughts.

"So this Kenshin guy is the captain of this pirate ship... I think Kenji said it was called the Yhakuni. I've heard of this ship before...It's said to be the most deadly ship on the seas, but I thought that was only a legend. But this Himura... He's so peaceful. How can a pirate have angel wings? ...Wait!" She searched the floor a moment, retrieving the facecloth and looked at the initials in the corner once again.

"KH... must stand for Kenshin Himura!"

I'm so happy! This fanfic is much better than my other one but that's okay! TT; Please review! (One sidenote: Kenji is pure comic relief. Perverted TT;;; But he's so cuuute!) Thanks for reading! Next update should be soon :3
-Ditox-chan