Don't Say it With Flowers!
By Starhopper
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my sketchbooks and DVDs. Everything else belongs to Nobuhiro Watsuki and many other respected businessmen who make RK available to the masses.
Time for dinner! Please tell me that you're just starving for some juicy gossip with a side of delicious romance?
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- Say it With a Celebration! Part 4: Evening and an Intervention
Kenshin darted past the couple pressed against the Dojo wall without a second thought. The first consumed his mind with tickling Kaoru to death for teasing him. How could he, a former assassin, fall for the "Look, what's that over there?" line?
"You shouldn't have run off, de gozaru na!" he lilted in a playful tone. He suddenly spied her rolling in fits of laughter on the riverbank and leapt off the path to crouch beside her.
"Kenshin!" The Kamiya master breathed in delight as she relaxed onto her back.
"Aa, Sessha found you, de gozaru ka," he reached calloused fingers to the curve of her neck and ran them along the skin. He grinned as the giggles wracked her body and she curled in on herself to escape his clutches.
"Mou, Kenshin that's not fair,"
"Hai, Sessha believes it is de gozar- ack!" He lost his words as she reached up and pulled him down to lie on the grass beside her.
"Okay, that was not fair, de gozaru yo," he grunted, rolling himself onto his side to allow for a better position of attack. They were both smiling and laughing now as he wriggled his fingers between the cracks of her shoulders and neck to reach her sensitive shoulder blades. Kaoru at once tried to roll out of his grasp, but found it hopeless when an arm snaked around her waist and held her captive as she started to cry from laughing so hard.
"Ken-shin, stop - onegai, I give up!"
With a regretful sigh, Kenshin lurched forward to catch his breath. It was nice to be enjoy his moments with her. Holding her, kissing her, tickling her, teasing her. It was almost sinful how much he enjoyed teasing her. He should protect her, not attack her like he had just done with a completely unfair advantage on his behalf.
She would give herself up for him, only him. For several months he had suffered under her power. He had never dreamed that he held sway over her emotions until that fateful day of their first anniversary. This unworthy one had power? Power over the ones he loved? Especially that one girl who made his stomach twist and his heartache with merely a call of his name.
Through the tears and fire fringe of his hair, the ex-hitokiri could barely make out the blurry image of a khaki trench coat plastered against the wall of the Dojo. A trench coat that was being shoved off the tall frame of one of the most dignified ninja in western Japan.
Of course he wasn't upholding that title at this point.
Slender legs were wrapped around his waist, as equally slender fingers were gripping his shoulders. Suddenly the object of his affection was revealed as Misao pressed her blushing cheek against his shoulder.
Kenshin was by now blushing himself silly, and it didn't help that Kaoru had joined him in gaping at the couple, judging by how quickly the giggles had died down. Chancing a glance her way, his wide eyes caught hers.
"He finally realized his feelings," he barely heard her whisper from behind her hand.
"Hai, de gozaru na," he nodded in just as quiet a whisper. He frowned suddenly, "But dinner is soon, de gozaru."
"Kenshin," the woman beside him hissed, the hand held in embarrassment slowly falling away from her mouth, "We can't just interrupt them," her stomach growled in protest and she bit her lip while still looking at him.
He just chuckled in rebuttal while looking at her, adoration glimmering in his velvet eyes.
"Well, maybe we can sneak by them, at least," Kaoru let herself down to rest on her stomach for conducive thinking, finding it impossible not to look at Aoshi or her friend no matter which position she took. Thankfully she now had the bank of the river to block her view.
"Or wait until Yahiko and Tsubame walk by, de gozaru - " Kenshin mused then felt the breath in his throat catch. Walking down the path in step were the young samurai and the proper little waitress. Judging from the innocent laughter shared between the two, both were so caught up in the joy of being young and in puppy love to notice the lovers.
Bowing his head, the Rurouni prayed that they would continue to be jovial and completely miss what would force a permanent blush to stain the girl's cheeks. But he knew that no god would grant his futile wish in the time before they rounded the corner. Swinging his legs under him, Kenshin prepared himself to spring for intervention, but stopped himself with the echo of a very familiar laugh.
"Oh ho ho ho! And I thought we were breaking all the public codes, Tori- atama!"
Kenshin relaxed with a sigh as he rocked backwards to lie on his back, trying to quell the laughter bubbling up in his throat.
Kaoru's face appeared over his in concern. "Kenshin? Shouldn't we,"
"Kiss, Kaoru?"
He smiled as the adorable blush tinted her cheeks once more. Gods she was beautiful, especially when she was embarrassed.
He'd have to make sure to embarrass her more often in the future.
"You deserve it de gozaru," Kenshin answered her unspoken question concerning his boldness. Fingering a strand of hair hanging down her neck, he let the fingers slide up to brush against her cheek in a small circle.
She looked up and barely took note of the scene epitomizing the words "embarrassment" and "blush" being played out on the path lining their home. Having timed it out just right, her student and his friend came upon a frantic couple and an insane couple. Aoshi was straightening his clothes and holding back a half-clothed Misao from killing Sanosuke, who hadn't stopped cracking jokes since coming upon the couple. Meanwhile Megumi, who was leaning against the wall and trying not to slide down into the dirt, laughed herself into insanity behind a paw. The fox ears had long sprung out at the sides of her head, Kaoru noted, her blush deepening.
The innocents had been saved, and the couple from Kyoto had been sufficiently interrupted so they could all eat soon. She just hoped that Kenshin realized all this as he raised himself up on his elbow to press his lips to hers in a soft kiss.
With an agreeable whimper, Kaoru opened her mouth and ignored the growls of her stomach to enjoy the passion of her heart. She only hoped that they would not need to be pried apart by the doctor or the ninja as she did so.
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Right onto to the Celebration from here!
I'd appreciate a REVIEW or three before you do though! ^_^
By Starhopper
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except my sketchbooks and DVDs. Everything else belongs to Nobuhiro Watsuki and many other respected businessmen who make RK available to the masses.
Time for dinner! Please tell me that you're just starving for some juicy gossip with a side of delicious romance?
*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*^*
- Say it With a Celebration! Part 4: Evening and an Intervention
Kenshin darted past the couple pressed against the Dojo wall without a second thought. The first consumed his mind with tickling Kaoru to death for teasing him. How could he, a former assassin, fall for the "Look, what's that over there?" line?
"You shouldn't have run off, de gozaru na!" he lilted in a playful tone. He suddenly spied her rolling in fits of laughter on the riverbank and leapt off the path to crouch beside her.
"Kenshin!" The Kamiya master breathed in delight as she relaxed onto her back.
"Aa, Sessha found you, de gozaru ka," he reached calloused fingers to the curve of her neck and ran them along the skin. He grinned as the giggles wracked her body and she curled in on herself to escape his clutches.
"Mou, Kenshin that's not fair,"
"Hai, Sessha believes it is de gozar- ack!" He lost his words as she reached up and pulled him down to lie on the grass beside her.
"Okay, that was not fair, de gozaru yo," he grunted, rolling himself onto his side to allow for a better position of attack. They were both smiling and laughing now as he wriggled his fingers between the cracks of her shoulders and neck to reach her sensitive shoulder blades. Kaoru at once tried to roll out of his grasp, but found it hopeless when an arm snaked around her waist and held her captive as she started to cry from laughing so hard.
"Ken-shin, stop - onegai, I give up!"
With a regretful sigh, Kenshin lurched forward to catch his breath. It was nice to be enjoy his moments with her. Holding her, kissing her, tickling her, teasing her. It was almost sinful how much he enjoyed teasing her. He should protect her, not attack her like he had just done with a completely unfair advantage on his behalf.
She would give herself up for him, only him. For several months he had suffered under her power. He had never dreamed that he held sway over her emotions until that fateful day of their first anniversary. This unworthy one had power? Power over the ones he loved? Especially that one girl who made his stomach twist and his heartache with merely a call of his name.
Through the tears and fire fringe of his hair, the ex-hitokiri could barely make out the blurry image of a khaki trench coat plastered against the wall of the Dojo. A trench coat that was being shoved off the tall frame of one of the most dignified ninja in western Japan.
Of course he wasn't upholding that title at this point.
Slender legs were wrapped around his waist, as equally slender fingers were gripping his shoulders. Suddenly the object of his affection was revealed as Misao pressed her blushing cheek against his shoulder.
Kenshin was by now blushing himself silly, and it didn't help that Kaoru had joined him in gaping at the couple, judging by how quickly the giggles had died down. Chancing a glance her way, his wide eyes caught hers.
"He finally realized his feelings," he barely heard her whisper from behind her hand.
"Hai, de gozaru na," he nodded in just as quiet a whisper. He frowned suddenly, "But dinner is soon, de gozaru."
"Kenshin," the woman beside him hissed, the hand held in embarrassment slowly falling away from her mouth, "We can't just interrupt them," her stomach growled in protest and she bit her lip while still looking at him.
He just chuckled in rebuttal while looking at her, adoration glimmering in his velvet eyes.
"Well, maybe we can sneak by them, at least," Kaoru let herself down to rest on her stomach for conducive thinking, finding it impossible not to look at Aoshi or her friend no matter which position she took. Thankfully she now had the bank of the river to block her view.
"Or wait until Yahiko and Tsubame walk by, de gozaru - " Kenshin mused then felt the breath in his throat catch. Walking down the path in step were the young samurai and the proper little waitress. Judging from the innocent laughter shared between the two, both were so caught up in the joy of being young and in puppy love to notice the lovers.
Bowing his head, the Rurouni prayed that they would continue to be jovial and completely miss what would force a permanent blush to stain the girl's cheeks. But he knew that no god would grant his futile wish in the time before they rounded the corner. Swinging his legs under him, Kenshin prepared himself to spring for intervention, but stopped himself with the echo of a very familiar laugh.
"Oh ho ho ho! And I thought we were breaking all the public codes, Tori- atama!"
Kenshin relaxed with a sigh as he rocked backwards to lie on his back, trying to quell the laughter bubbling up in his throat.
Kaoru's face appeared over his in concern. "Kenshin? Shouldn't we,"
"Kiss, Kaoru?"
He smiled as the adorable blush tinted her cheeks once more. Gods she was beautiful, especially when she was embarrassed.
He'd have to make sure to embarrass her more often in the future.
"You deserve it de gozaru," Kenshin answered her unspoken question concerning his boldness. Fingering a strand of hair hanging down her neck, he let the fingers slide up to brush against her cheek in a small circle.
She looked up and barely took note of the scene epitomizing the words "embarrassment" and "blush" being played out on the path lining their home. Having timed it out just right, her student and his friend came upon a frantic couple and an insane couple. Aoshi was straightening his clothes and holding back a half-clothed Misao from killing Sanosuke, who hadn't stopped cracking jokes since coming upon the couple. Meanwhile Megumi, who was leaning against the wall and trying not to slide down into the dirt, laughed herself into insanity behind a paw. The fox ears had long sprung out at the sides of her head, Kaoru noted, her blush deepening.
The innocents had been saved, and the couple from Kyoto had been sufficiently interrupted so they could all eat soon. She just hoped that Kenshin realized all this as he raised himself up on his elbow to press his lips to hers in a soft kiss.
With an agreeable whimper, Kaoru opened her mouth and ignored the growls of her stomach to enjoy the passion of her heart. She only hoped that they would not need to be pried apart by the doctor or the ninja as she did so.
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Right onto to the Celebration from here!
I'd appreciate a REVIEW or three before you do though! ^_^