My Reluctant Cupid
By: Rubi A.K.A. "Phi-Dono" 4/21/05 thurs.
Disclaimer: i don't own Rurouni Kenshin, cuz if i did, then this fic would have been in the anime and/or in the manga, ne? o.o
GOMEN NASAI: i know you all are probably hating me now, and ready to flame due to my two month absence on this fic... I'M SO SORRY! i'm sorry people - please hear me out! (- sweatdrop -) the thing is, i love this story very much, it's my fav fic so far to write becuz of the plot and chars and all the future planning i'm doing in my head, so please don't think that i don't like you guys (readers and/or reviewers) or that i loathe doing this fic or whatever the case. i think you all know that kenshin was taken off air some time ago - this is part of the reason why i haven't updated anything since forever. i mean, kenshin being on t.v., whether or not it was dubbed, was serving as my muse at the time. now that it's gone, i really have no juice to write. all i can seem to do is bring out some fics i had in the works and throw 'em up here for a random reason. plus, the floppy disk i had the third chapter written on, messed up so now i can't get to it, which has made me very very depressed for losing the third chapter (meaning i have to re-write it ALL OVER again) and the other fics i held on there... however, now i'm putting a stop to my disapearance and starting to write again becuz now i'm seeking a new muse elsewhere - which i hope can keep me in high spirits so i can finish/add more to this fic. (- bows down for her beloved reviewers -) please except my humblest apology and know that i'm absolutely sincere when i say: i'm really, deeply sorry. i know what it's like to want an update from a story that seems to have fallen off the side of the earth. arg! i'm sorry! (- sweatdrops as she continues to bow -)
THIS CHAPTER: also, as i said in chapter 2, if i don't make an update on time, i would make a longer chapter or a mini fic. i'm going with the latter. so, the deal with this mini fic idea is that each mini fic chapter will have 5 mini fics in it. maybe more, but never less than 5. if i get more requests for these, the next time i post a mini fic chapter, i'll add on more. sounds good? then please read on! oh yes, and these mini fic's will take place during Kaoru's stay at Enishi's mansion thingy. though some mini fics vary. meh. (- shrugs -)
"talking"/"title of mini fic"
/emphasized/
(random things that i need you to know)
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"Bloody hell Kamiya!"
"Kamiya! Look what you did to my fine white satin sheets, that I had imported from Spain!" Enishi hollered, pointing at a large bloody spot in the middle of the bed.
Kaoru tried to stiffle her tears as she glared up at the mafia leader. "Well what do you expect! You kidnap me and don't even consider bringing me a TAMPON!" she yelled, running out of the room.
The brother to Tomoe Yukishiro sighed.
This was the /last/ time he'd kidnap a female...
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"I spell "relief" - F. A. R. T."
The snowy haired mafia leader sighed in annoyance. "What is it /this/ time, woman?"
Kaoru was looking down at the floor, wringing her hands together. Glancing up at her captor, she finally spoke. "Enishi, can I have another robe? This one is really starting to get dirty and uncomfortable..."
Sighing, the older man nodded in exasperated agreeance. "Alright, whatever it will take to shut your mouth up."
The young kendo instructor opened her mouth to offer a protest, when as Enishi moved out of the leather chair, a sound ripped through the air, making both of the now standing figures freeze. A moment of awkward silence passed, before Kaoru scrunched up her nose in disgust.
"That's just foul..." she said, turning on her heel and walking out of the room.
"It wasn't me!" Enishi shouted after her. "It was the leather chair!"
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"Cosplay"
The eighteen year old girl squealed in delight, frollicing around the bedroom in her Sakura outfit from Sakura wars. Kaoru just couldn't /wait/ to get to the cosplay party that they were hosting at the Akebeko.
"Enishi! Hurry up or we'll be late!" she called to the closed bathroom door.
"Do I have to...?" asked the slightly muffled male voice coming from the other side of the door.
"Yes!" Kaoru answered stubbornly, placing her hands on her hips. "Now come out so I can see how the outfit I picked for you looks!"
A heavy sigh was heard as the door creaked open, and out stepped Enishi -the white fearsome tiger, the leader to a large mafia syndacite, a coldhearted ruthless phsychotic considered so by most- dressed in a Snow White costume...complete with skirt, high heels and all.
"Why do I have to go like /this/...? It's so humiliating..." he muttered saddly.
"Because, it just goes with your white hair. Now lets go, we're all riding on Hyottoko's back to get there," she informed, pulling the sulking mafia leader behind her as they left.
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"Hand to hand"
"Enishi! I'm booored..." Kaoru whined, following the older man after a training session he had just come back from.
"That's not /my/ problem," he supplied rudely, continuing to walk toward the kitchen, looking forward to the icey cold water in the freezer.
"How about we play a game together!" she chimed as she run up next to him to catch up with his long strides.
Sighing, and knowing there'd be no escape from the troublesome hostage unless he answered her, Enishi boredly asked what she had in mind.
"Oh I don't know. How about something with our hands?" Kaoru suggested, folding her own hands in front of her hips as they walked.
"A game with our hands?" Enishi's knowledge of games was limited, so he of course had no idea what she was talking about. He looked down to ask her what game it was, but when he did so, found that the robe had been gaping open a little near her neck, and he had a clear view of her well developed chest. He started to think of the games he could play with his hands on /her/.
Grinning suddenly, he agreed, hoping to be able to do as he was fantasizing about not a moment ago. Hearing him accept made Kaoru squeal in delight, completely unaware of his intentions.
(Ten minutes later...)
"Patty cake, patty cake, baker's man!" Kaoru sung, clapping her hands against larger ones as a bright smile graced her young face. She waited for her parter to continue the verse.
"...Bake me a cake as fast as you can..." Enishi added on, finishing the verse with less enthusiasm then his partner, slapping his hands dully against her own. A dissapointed and frustrated look lay across his face.
This wasn't what he was expecting...
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"Old school Jinchuu"
The scene takes place in a dectectives office, the color drained from this world and leaving it a mixture of blacks and whites. It appears to be set in an old fashioned western movie.
(Enishi's POV) The young woman stood up abruptly from the chair in front of my desk. I suppose the conversation that I had been having with her, ruffled her feathers. She was a beautiful one, that Kamiya Kaoru girl. Almost resembling my late sister, Tomoe Yukishiro... Somehow, by some twist of fate, I find that this teary-eyed girl before me is the love interest to my brother-in-law, also...the man who killed my sister.
"But you can't! Kenshin's not like that any more!" she cried, occasionally taking her handkerchief and wiping her eyes. "He saves people any time he can, and he's such a good hearted person!"
Scoffing, I hastly undo my tie that was choking me. It always has to be the pretty ones that go after the bad guys. Too bad she didn't have the brains to fall for a guy like me. "He's still that merciless killer that murdered his own wife in cold blood. Anything that you say, won't change my opinion on him. Justice /must/ be served. Sorry doll face." I added the last part when I heard the strangled gasp escape from her lips. Honestly, somewhere inside, I felt sorry that this innocent girl had to get mixed up with the wrong crowd.
"But Enishi! Please understand that Kenshin-! He's really wonderful and I-! I, I love him!" the Kamiya girl blurted out, taking the damp cloth in her hands and covering her mouth with it, to prevent any sobs from escaping.
Gritting my teeth and curling my hands into fists, I try to ignore this feeling of evny and jealousy. Really, how do low-life scum bags like Himura Kenshin, also more popularly know as the Hitokiri Battousai, manage to corrupt the ideals of such naive people like Kamiya and my sister?
Upon hearing her declaration, however, I stand up too, towering over her quivering form. Grabbing my hat off the table, I set it upon my head of spikes and walk past her to sweep up my trench coat. She turns those sapphire-like eyes on me and begs me to reconsider my revenge. Glancing at her over my shoulder, I grind out my last statement, "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn," before exiting and slamming the door behind me shut.
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ok, i hope everyone enjoyed that to some extent. please review, it makes me very happy and boosts my spirits so that i can write more. oh, and if any of you caring reviewers would be so kind as to suggest a muse so that i can continue, because so far my search is limited to reading other Kao/Eni fics, but then they make me realize that i haven't updated in forever so it puts a damper on me. blah. anywayz, plz RnR on your way out, and help out if you can! thank you everyone - ja ne!
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Phi-Dono rox
