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Nanakiyoda: I myself don't think this will be a good chapter because Kaoru wont be as cold as usual. Tealraptor! Please help me!

Tealraptor: Eh? Me help you? Well…okay! How about holding up your promise eh?

Nanakiyoda: Finally! We've found a use for you!

REVIEWER RESPONSE!!!

taz9739 : What else can I say? I do work hard on the fight scenes and try to use moves I've actually pulled off. As for romance…yeah…I can barely stomach chick flicks, let alone writing about romance.

saskia2 : Right! I agree that Kaoru is much better cold and not weak. I don't think that an assistant master of any fighting style should be weak.

Angel of lonelyness : Yeah…the Battousai's dead. It's because Tomoe didn't jump in front of him. He is a little kind but nothing is what it seems.

scythe195 : Yeah! I'm working my ass off for you so yeah! I'll write more!

esthered : Thanks for calling this original. That's what I was aiming for! Oh, and yes I am a girl but I'm a tomboy so yeah, there's no need to apologize for being correct.

Moon-of-Darkness : You are a suck-up. That's okay! Without suck-ups, how would Teacher's pets like you and Ash exist?! Haha! Gomen Nasai but haha! Oh, and I refuse to be good. I've got a strong rep to uphold! How else would the ISS teacher know my face from 20 feet? Or, why else would I call our English teacher a senile old man to his face. WIP!

BTW: Uh…story time?

I drew in a deep breath. This was going to be weird. Get it all out fast. Misao was studying me carefully, as if to see if I was sick or serious. Serious, dead serious.

"Kaoru…what's the problem?" She asked in a caring voice. Shut up and listen so that I can tell you. Sheesh. Course, you'll think I'm out of my mind for this one.

"Hirosha. He started all of this. He killed my brother, and desecrated his body. For the longest time, I've had assassins try to kill me. They are Hirosha's assassins. The night before you and Aoshi arrived, I had a dream about this now deceased samurai trying to help me out. I didn't take it as anything important until he told me that Aoshi was coming to ask for my assistance. The next day, you and Aoshi were here. This haori that I wear is that of the deceased samurai's. Now, Hirosha is gathering his followers here and none have attacked me. I've even spoken with one personally." I said with no emotion. Misao just sat there for a while, thinking. Now she passes her judgment on me. Misao stood up and put her hand forth, motioning for me to let her see the haori. I removed it and gave it to her. She examined it, turning it over, and gave it back. She then jumped up into the air excitedly, like a little girl who just got some candy. What is this about?

"This belonged to the infamous Battousai! His legend is well known through out Kyoto! How did you get this? What's he look like in your dream? Did you know him? What's he trying to help you with?" Misao kept asking questions, most of which, I zoned out on. She got angry and started to yell at me. I still zoned out. She threw her fist at me and I caught it. Looking up at her, I dropped her fist and turned towards my door.

I don't know nor care. I just want the dreams to stop." I sternly told her and walked out of the room. They must stop before I change and allow myself to care for anyone. Before I get hurt or disappointed again. The Battousai is doing something to me and I do not like it. Perhaps if I kill Hirosha and get it over with, the dreams will stop. I wont and refuse to become weak. Neither emotionally nor physically. I need to meditate.

LATER

I sat down by the big tree in the dojo's courtyard and got into a comfortable position. Closing my eyes, I envisioned a glowing blue ball. However, before I could continue, I fell into a deep darkness. It was pitch black without a trace of light. I opened my eyes.

I was still in darkness. I've fallen asleep? How? The Battousai stepped before me. He was smiling. What is he happy about? He pulled out his katana. I braced myself.

"No need for that Miss Kaoru. I just want to ask you why you want the dreams to stop. I thought you were enjoying my company." He asked and stepped into a stance, prepared for a technique. Attack me? Would he? Would I feel the pain? Would I perish?

"You're changing me. I don't know how or why but you are. I do not want…or need…to be changed. I am best when I am like this." I answered. He shook his head.

"No, You were not meant to be this way." He said and disappeared. Quickly, I looked up. He was in the air above me, preparing to slash down with his katana. I moved out of the way but was pushed down and pinned with a katana to my throat. He smiled.

"Oh, and I'm to trust you now?" I said sarcastically. A sense of humor? I am changing.

"Only if you want to live." He said and slit a small cut into my shoulder. I felt searing pain arise immediately. Pain? This is only a dream. Then again…

"You're nothing but a cold blooded killer." I said and spit into his face. He moved his head to the side to dodge it, then moved it back and closer to my face.

"You're nothing but cold blooded." He said. Not a killer though. He smiled.

"It's better that way. I won't get hurt." I retorted in my defense. He pulled back, smiling.

"Fine. Then I won't help you anymore. If you think that you won't get hurt being the way you are now, then continue your life this way. I'm sure you'll live regret it if you're lucky. See you in the next life." He said and disappeared, leaving his katana to clank on the floor. I sat up and grabbed it, prepared to defend myself from his return.

I opened my eyes and saw that I was still in the courtyard. I felt blood seeping through my gi and into his haori. I also felt the weight of his katana in my hand. Creepy.

OWARI!

Nanakiyoda: Well, No more Battousai, but maybe in the sequel.

Tealraptor: Zzz…

Nanakiyoda: Frickin moron, sleeping on the job…oh well, 'til next chapter, Banzai chibbi chan churoo!

BTW: No spoilers for you…how sad…