I blinked my blue eyes as I looked over the men standing in my office. "Officer Saitou, I suggest you put that cigarette out." My voice was void of any emotion, showing I'd been doing business for a while. Gold eyes turned in my direction, but the cigarette stayed put. "Then I will ask you to kindly leave." I don't like smokers. I don't mind that people smoke, but in my presence I ask them not to. I seem to have a breathing problem with certain types of cigarettes.
I continue to stare at the golden-eyed man, known as Hajime, Saitou. I'm not on personal terms with the man, and I'd prefer not to be. I snap my eyes over to the other man standing in my office. He hasn't spoken or moved a muscle since he's entered. Now he reaches out and swipes the cigarette from his mouth and tosses it out the open window.
I smirk, and close my eyes trying to get rid of the tight effect on my chest. I watch as Saitou's gold eyes turned a menacing glare to the red headed man standing about three feet away from him. "I believe she asked you to put it out or leave." His voice was extremely cold toned.
"I do not take orders from her..."
"It is my building, and even if you are a police officer you will be fined, the next time you smoke in my building, let alone my office." His glare has been turned to me now. "I would like to be able to breathe while we talk about recent events. His eyes squint at me and then he relaxes once more.
"I believe you asked for a body guard after the last instance." Saitou's voice sounded bored, as always.
"Yes," I look over the man standing next to Saitou. He has the looks of a model almost; I've yet to discern what term should be used for his looks. I'll contemplate that at a later date, as of now I have business I should be thinking about. He's rather small compared to some of the men I've seen in his supposed profession. His eyes show, he's been dealt a hard life, most likely he's killed before. The coldness that radiates from them almost makes me shiver; a normal woman would steer clear of him all together. I don't doubt pedestrians, part a path for him without even realizing it. His aura seems to radiate that much coldness.
The clothing he wears is tight fitting, except for the pants, which have a slightly baggy quality to them. The black t-shirt he wears, forms to the muscles on his chest, upper arms and stomach. I admit he looks good, but that doesn't mean he qualifies for the bodyguard position. His crimson colored hair, is pulled back into a low ponytail, slight bangs come above his eyes. A scar on his cheek, catches my attention for a split second, it only seems to add to his beauty.
"Are you done, he may not seem qualified in your standards, but he has a long list of jobs done well if you would like references." Saitou's voice still sounds dull. Once again I turn my eyes to him.
"I'd rather have him display his skills, over references, those can be changed." I voice as I stand. I have a practice room suitable for this. "Do you use a weapon besides a gun Mr.?
"Himura." His voice is still icy, but I ignore it.
"Mr. Himura," I nod and start toward the door that sits behind my desk.
"I have been trained in many weapons." He stops and looks into my eyes; I blink and ignore the startling stare.
"What weapon do you prefer then?" I meet his gaze again, a smirk on my face. It was a good thing I opted for pants instead of a skirt today. I will be challenging him, and if he denies me then I will look for another. "If you'll follow me," I turn my back to them and unlock the door. I flip the light switch on, a click resounding through the room.
"I'll be leaving, you will let me know later what you decide Mrs. Kamiya." Saitou states as he leaves the room.
"I hope you don't mind facing a woman, but I prefer to test your skills myself, rather than have you face an employee that has no fighting experience." I slowly let my suit jacket slip from my arms and place it on a bench. I remove my shoes and leave them on the carpet floor. I walk the two feet from the bench and step onto the cold wooden floor.
Mirrors align the wall furthest from the door, while plexi glass is set a little further down, so no one is injured while watching. I have yet to hear anything from the man that should have followed me in.
"You never did answer what weapon you favored. I turn to face him, his cold maroon eyes on me. I pull a band from my wrist and place my hair into a high ponytail. I shake my head so my hair settles and walk to the far wall where I have a few weapons on a rack. "Can you no longer speak?" His attitude is starting to get on my nerves.
"I've brought my own weapon." I finally hear him speak. His voice is low a chill ran down my spine. I pulled a sheath off the weapon rack and pull the blade out, placing the sheath back on the rack.
I turn towards him and watch as he discards the knee length trench coat. I can't help but watch as his muscles flex from the movement. Only now do I notice the sheath on his hip. He unties the string and lays the sheath down, drawing the weapon.
I walk away from the wall into the middle of the dojo floor. He has removed his shoes as well and comes to stand in front of me. "I will spar with you, but I refuse to hurt you."
"I just want to see your skill, I don't desire either of us to be hurt." I meet his eyes and smirk as I get into my stance. He gets into a stance I've never seen and we stare at each other both waiting for the other to move. I shake my head, he refuses to hurt me, thus I move first.
He deflects my blade, a little surprise showing on his face. I am not an amateur and normally I will defend myself, but swordsmanship doesn't help against bullets and bombs, thus I wish for a bodyguard. I know how to wield a gun, but I prefer not to.
I land from my blow being blocked, surprised as I barley raise my blade to block his. He lands and swiftly moves behind me, I turn quickly and find his sword at my neck. I sigh and drop my hand, with my blade. "You are skilled." I state and then kick my right left foot up aiming for his blade.
It seems my body moves in slow motion as he grabs my foot and yanks me off my feet. I hear the clatter of my sword as I let go. Hopefully it was not damaged after all it isn't a heavy blade. I feel my back collide with the floor, an oomph leaving my lips. I breathe heavily as he stands over me his blade point at my neck.
I'm not beaten yet, I place my hands on the floor, acting as if I'm beaten, down by my sides, and then quickly as his eyes meet mine I push my body so my legs collide with his. His eyes show surprise as he falls, the blade colliding with floor near my head.
His right hand catches his weight and he pushes himself up. By this time I'm back on my feet, his sword in my hand and at his neck.
"You also have skills, but I am done proving myself." His voice is still cold, and he shows no sign of being winded.
"Why is that, because I was almost injured by your blade?"
He turns so quickly my eyes can't follow and he twists my wrist causing me to drop his blade. "I prefer not to fight women," I hear him state as I cradle my wrist. He didn't hurt me; I'm just not use to twisting my wrist like that. His back is rigid and I can't help my next move.
He stiffens as my fingers touch the small of his back. I crawl m y fingers up his back and let my hands rest on his shoulders. I lean my head in and whisper, "Why would that be?" I feel him shudder and smirk once more. Most men are affected by my voice, when I use that tone.
He jerks away and turns to face me. "Most women use there so called charms to lure men in. I would advise you refrain from doing that." His eyes met mine once more, I gasped at the coldness they held. I was frozen to the spot, unable to break the eye contact.
"I'll hire you." I managed to say. He turned his head away, and took a deep breath my words finally seemed to penetrate my brain. I have never told someone they could be in my company or around me that quickly. I look at him as he walks back to the bench and retrieves his things.
"When would you like me to start?" He asks, not looking into my eyes.
"As soon as you'd like, as long as it's within a week." I approach the bench and retrieve my suit jacket, suddenly I feel cold. I place it on, then slip my shoes back on, and look to the door leading to my office.
"I'll start right away." I hear him voice, and quicker than I can say anything he's in my office. I growl and start toward the door.
"WHAT THE HELL?" A brash voice screamed and I picked my pace up. I didn't need any of my employees being killed, when I knew they wouldn't harm me. I hear a crash and I pick up my pace and rush to the door. I stand in the doorway seeing Mr. Himura standing on one side of my bookshelf, while my newest employee standing on the other.
I look down to the shelf and sigh. My brand new mahogany bookshelf is almost snapped in half, the particleboard holding it together by a mere thread. It seems I will be paying a furniture store a visit over this.
"Miss. Kamiya?" I hear the employee sigh.
"Yes Sanosuke," I look at the shelf once more, then back at Sanosuke. He places a hand behind his head and smirks.
"Sorry about that, he surprised me and all." I look into his brown eyes and shake my head.
"It's fine, what did you need?"
"Uhh?" He blinks at me. I turn my head to Mr. Himura, as he bends down and retrieves something from the floor. Sanosuke follows my gaze then turns to me again. "One of the members wanted you to look at his folder again, he said you missed something on a balance?"
"I'm far to busy to look at his folder once more. Please tell him if he would like me to look over his finances once more, then to make another appointment." I press the back of my hand to my forehead, a headache suddenly coming to me.
"He didn't like that answer and insisted that I bring into you once more. He was screaming in the office, and I brought it up so he would leave." Sanosuke's eyes were pleading.
"Tell this man that his account is denied and he may find another service to help him." I am not in the mood to help the so-called rich man, when they act like spoiled rotten children. "If he has anymore complaints call security."
Sanosuke nods at me then leaves in a hurry. I hear no questions of whom the odd man is in my office, which makes me sign in relief. I suppose He understood my tone. I sit in my chair once more and turn to Mr. Himura. "Exactly, how did that end up on the floor?" I point towards the downed furniture.
"Mr. Himura looks at the bookcase and then to me once more. "The young man, who just left, shoved it down when I got too close to him. I saw his name tag, I wouldn't have touched him." His voice seems tired instead of cold.
"I would ask, that you consider starting tomorrow." His eyes meet mine. "I can tell you are tired, weather you know you are showing it or not."
"Then I will rest and be here tomorrow. I will need to inspect your building, to find if anything has been tapped, or other devices have been installed, without your knowledge.
"That is fine, I start business at 9am. I would suggest you make all your preparations before then. If you need to bring in a team that is fine, but I wish to have any references in my desk first thing.
"There is only one man I would bring in, and his paperwork is in my file. I will have him help me scout your building, and then tomorrow when you return to your home, we will check your place of residence as well." Mr. Himura has moved to the door by now and opens it.
"I will be expecting you and your comrade in my office at 9 am sharp." I see him nod and he shuts the door. A heavy sigh leaves me; it has been a trying day. I glance at the clock on my wall. 6:13pm is what I read. It seems I will be leaving a few minutes early.
I stand and make sure all my paperwork is in its folders and place the folders in my brief case. I pull my keys from my shirt pocket. Another sigh leaves me as I forgot to lock my dojo. I quickly go to the room and look inside. I forgot to pick the sword up. I walk into the room and walk to the benches once more.
I look to the stand and find the sword sheath gone. I let a breath out through my nose. He seems to have taken my sword. His speed is incredible. I sigh and turn back to the open door and leave, locking the door to the dojo and then to my office.
I walk amongst my employee's desks. I come upon Sanosuke to see him arguing with someone. It's a rather tall woman, with long dark hair. I recognize her as one of our top doctors, in the hospital. "May I ask what is going on?" Their head snap to my direction, the woman's face showing irritation.
"It's a lovers spat," I hear a woman at another desk state. I watch as both turn to the employee.
"We aren't lovers," They both are blushing.
"Then why are you both arguing, in my building?"
Wide light brown eyes look to me. "I'm sorry," I hear here mumble as she turns to leave.
"Megumi wait," Sanosuke reaches out to stop her and takes a step then stops.
"Go after her," I let a small smile adorn my face, and he races after her. I'll have him call the furniture store in the morning. I slowly continue to make my way out of my building and to my home.
Okay if you aren't happy with the length bite me. I only wanted o make this 4 pages, but I kept going so that's why this chapter seems pointless really. I introduced the characters that will have a main part in this. I'm tired and wanted to get off an hour ago...so you all better be happy k. Any and all complaint will be dealt with later so tired...
Review Yep Kenshin and Kaoru as you've read. I actually wasn't sure how to start this and started it three different times. That would be why it took so darn log. I will have to say your review made me laugh and I seemed to get inspiration so thanks. This was definitely the best scenario I came up with, but it has sooooooo much prattle I hope you all don't get bored. Let me know if it bored you. I'll try and spice it up some. Thanks so much for reading and reviewing, I hope you continue to read.
Lil' Pup: I remember you asking me that...and I think I started reading it and had to get off. I'll try and take a look at it tomorrow, if I haven't already. On the Kaoru Pov. I mean both not just hers. It has to be both really because of the title. 'A Love for Him.' So it will be in both their POV'S each chapter alternating. It's a new thing for me and I hope I do okay, and the readers don't mind too much. Thanks so much for reading and reviewing. Also thanks for answering my question.
Himesama16: I have to do the story in both...because of the title. I try to make my stories follow the title somewhat and in this case it has him in it so reluctantly and trying to challenge myself I will be alternating povs as I've already started to do. Thanks for answering though. Thanks for reading and reviewing.
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Wai-chan: It is K/K UI was debating on to make it Aoshi/Misao but decided on K/K. I'm not a fan of alternate pairings...so your suggestion of other couples besides the main ones isn't my forte lol. I understand there are other pairings, but I don't read them and sometimes I will refuse to acknowledge them. I admit it. I do hope you continue to read and review though. ON the spelling thing...I'm hoping the example you used was just that...as I work at a fast food place and all...If I put thru in there ekk... I do tanks you for reading and reviewing.
Citrus baby: I was kinda afraid that would happen...lol. I had a few other guesses, which was cool. I just wanted to see who really paid attention to details and all. It's always interesting to see who does and who doesn't. No offence to anyone who didn't catch little tidbits and all. Thanks for reading and reviewing. I hope you continue to read and review.
Darkmiko90: Misao/Saitou? Ummm I can't write Saitou right so that's a major nope lol. Also I'm a diehard cannon-pairing fan. So I write all the stuff that is normal and what not. I understand there are other pairings, but I don't read them. I did debate on Misao/Aoshi...but opted for Kenshin and Kaoru. Thanks soooo much for reading and reviewing and I hope you continue to read and review.