Disclaimer: RK is Watsuki's to do with what he wishes, not me sadly.
A/N: Sad to say, I had to change the rating of this story to pg-13 (and make cuts to this chapter T.T) but that is what happens when your nosy parents read the unedited version of stories -.- so sorry you guys but looks like this story is gonna have a little less in it than originally planned.
Days passed and still Kaoru lay in bed with nothing to do, she was barred from leaving her room by a certain foxy doctor, and an ex-rurouni. She swore they were working together on this just to torture her.
Having nothing to do was a living nightmare, Kaoru wasn't even aloud to move more than a foot from her futon before her overprotective husband came into the room and made sure she was in her proper place, and it was really starting to get on her nerves.
"Kenshin!" Kaoru protested as her husband brought in her breakfast. "You can't possible be thinking of treating me like a doll until I heal do you? I am becoming a blob of jelly! If this were you, you would have already been up doing the laundry!" Kenshin opened his mouth to protest to his wife, but the fire had been lit and she wasn't about to be interrupted. "Don't you start your 'But this is you we are talking about...' crap because Kenshin, it's just not fair! You can't treat me like I am a porcelain doll that will break at the slightest touch."
Her accusations were so close to the truth it was kind of scary. 'She knows me to well sometimes, but if she thinks I am going to let her put stress on herself she has to be kidding.' Kenshin thought to himself. "Beloved, I am only looking out for your best interest, Kaoru I-"
"Are not coming anywhere near my bed ever again if you get my drift Kenshin." Kaoru glared at him with a glint of defiance in her eyes.
"Oro?!" Kenshin blinked a couple times processing the full intent of what she said before he looked at his fiery wife and pouted. Yes that's right Himura Kenshin, once known as the infamous hitokiri battousai pouted, and without shame too.
"Get out of my room Kenshin." Kaoru said coldly, not even letting her husband get a chance to argue with her. Kaoru seemed to have a very threatening way that she picked up the book that was sitting next to her.
Kenshin would have said something more, but thought it was best not to say anything at that precise moment.
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"Is she still being stubborn Ken-san?" Megumi asked as Kenshin left the bedroom looking a bit defeated.
"Kaoru doesn't like to be caged up, she is the kind of person who wants to be able to do something, and not be idle." Kenshin kept his eyes on the shoji as he said this.
"That's our raccoon for you." Megumi shook her head and walked down the hall.
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Later that night Kenshin decided that he would try to convince his beloved wife that he wasn't really imprisoning her at all.
"Get out Kenshin." She stated flatly, He had barely opened the Shoji when she commanded him to leave.
"B-but Ka-" He began
"I have nothing more to say to you Kenshin." Her voice was cold, she wasn't about to let him treat her like some kind of figurine not now, not ever.
Kenshin wouldn't give up that easily either, he was going to get her to listen to him. "I am not leaving, it is my room as well as yours."
Kaoru shot him a death glare that rivaled his own, but he was unfazed. He knew what buttons to push, and boy was he about to push them.
"Yes it is your room as well, maybe you should think of setting up your futon... on the other side of the room." Kaoru said coolly not looking at him.
'okay so maybe now was not the best time to 'do' anything...' Kenshin didn't try to press things that night. But tomorrow will always be another day.
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Kenshin woke up early and prepared breakfast, taking Kaoru's to her immediately hoping his wife would take this peace offering. He entered there room carrying the food on a tray. He set the food down before sitting next to his wife gently waking her up.
Kaoru blinked a few times, she hated being disturbed from her dream world, especially when she was dreaming about sweet revenge on her poor overprotective husband. "Kenshin, food is not going to win this... You can't just lock me up like some bird." She stated flatly seeing his motives.
'You wanna bet' He did not say this aloud in fear of getting a sever beating. "That is the last thing I am trying to do." 'Good Himura lie to her, like that is going to work.'
"Nice try Kenshin. You can't win me by a few sweet words."
Kenshin smiled mischievously, "Well if I can't win this by words how about other means..."
"Kenshin what-" but her questioning was stopped when her husband started to nibble on her ear making her giggle incessantly. "Stop it...Kenshin!" she tried to say but words seemed to fail her.
"I will have my way." He said possessively.
Kaoru raised her eyebrow, "And if I say no?"
Kenshin leaned his forehead against hers, "I am sure I could persuade you." Kenshin tried to prove his case by claiming her lips.
'Damn that man...' where her last thoughts before her mind fell into a haze and she lost all will to think properly. It didn't occur to her but some how someway she was again lying down on her futon tugging at her husband's hakama hungrily.
"Impatient are we?" He whispered into her ear before he trailed kisses down her neck towards her collar bone. Every thing seemed so right in that moment nothing could go wrong, right?
Kenshin was lavishing Kaoru her moans only coaxed him to go on. Everything would have been fine if he didn't feel this sudden cold and very, very wet sensation all over his body ((A/N: not that kind of 'wet sensation' all you hentai!)). In that split second something told him that he had just been drenched with water and the inevitable was about to happen.
"IDIOT!" Megumi had somehow appeared in the doorway. Kenshin would have been afraid of the doctor at that moment if she hadn't hit him across the head with a bucket. And for now our rurouni was an oroing mess.
Megumi sat there, breathing as if she had just run a marathon. "Kenshin, you idiot, what in Kami-sama's name where you thinking?" She grabbed the rurouni by the collar of his gi and shook him to emphasized her anger. "I leave you and the Tanuki alone, and you are on her like some hamster in heat!! Are you trying to keep her bed ridden? Do you know the damage that kind of activity could have done?"
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Somewhere deep within the inner sanctums of Japan a man slips unnoticed into a western style mansion. He ascends a flight of stairs to the second level. He looked around, Kami knows why the man who summoned him kept an array of traps laid out, paranoia maybe? What ever this mans reasons he did not care, he was there for one reason and one reason only, and that was all that mattered.
"You called for me?" The man inquired finally reaching his destination, a small drawing room set with many books and a desk made from cherry wood. The man occupying the room seemed to be the only out of place thing in the western designed room; he was a large man, well larger than your average Japanese man, his heritage very evident by his face.
"Yes, have the pieces fallen into place?" The man sitting at the desk turned around, it was Subaru, his face didn't show the anticipation he was feeling on the inside at that moment.
"She has gone back like you have predicted. Can I ask why you didn't just kill her and her child, why are you drawing this out?" The man had an accent that was easily distinguishable.
"If I killed her and that damned child straight out I would have to deal with the battousai, one that had nothing to lose. I may have to deal with him sooner or later, now that I have taken his child. That is beyond the point. I want Kamiya to suffer like I have, it isn't enough for me to kill her brother, I want her world to crumble just like mine did." Subaru's eyes shown with something, was it vengeance? "I accept that I can't take Himura Battousai from her, but I can take down the rest of her world."
"Sir, what does this have to do with overthrowing the government? She is just one woman, she can't be that much of a barrier can she?" The other man asked in confusion.
Subaru glared at the man, "You ask too many questions. It is not your place to know the inner workings of my plans. You are nothing but a servant, and you should learn to find your place."
The man bowed his long blond broom-like hair touched the floor as he did this.
"You may leave Chou, you have some spy work to do, and I expect you to do it."
The man left without another word. 'Subaru almost caught on, if he knew I was digging information for Saitou I would be one dead man.' Chou looked around to see a large amount of penniless thugs lazing around. 'Disgusting... Well off to pay a visit to my least favorite wolf."
Chou again disappeared into the night, the one thought on his mind as he trekked back towards Tokyo, 'Work can be a bitch sometimes.'
To be continued...
A/N: yeah sorry for the suck-butt chapter... I had to edit so much out of it (this was originally over 10 pages long) but I guess I'll have to work around it now -.- sorry for the long wait! And for those who are reading 'Bitter Cold' don't worry I have something cooked up for that I just want it perfect before I update it.
