Finding You

Disclaimer: I do not own Kenshin or any of the other characters in this story…sniffle

Hey everybody! Wow…my summary was cut off! That kinda sucks! Oh well, if you wanna read it it's here:

The Kenshin-Gumi in modern times: Kenshin is your regular every-day assassin in Tokyo Japan, and his next assignment happens to be a stripper named Kamiya Kaoru. But when distant memories begin to flood back, will Kenshin be able to fight all odds to save the woman he loves? Rated for language, violence and maybe some lemons.

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Chapter 1- Orphans

It was cold and dark inside the building; the windows were covered with thin, dusty drapes, allowing only the smallest amount of moonlight to shine through. The rooms were scarcely furnished, and there was mould in the corners of the walls and on the ceilings. 10 futons were fitted in each room; each accompanied with a thin, ragged blanket, and a small lumpy pillow, and on each futon lay a sleeping child. Except for one.

Kamiya Kaoru sat on the broad windowsill and pulled back the drab curtains, admiring the scenery outside that was covered by a blanket of blue light. Her beautiful, blue-silver eyes were wide as she stared in awe at the perfect picture through the windowpane. Her heart ached as she remembered thee freedom she once had, and longed for.

As a girl of only 6, Kaoru had been orphaned a year ago, when both her parents had been killed in the crossfire of a gang fight in the streets of Tokyo. She had been living in the Tokyo Orphanage ever since, a poor, rundown building that was hardly supported by the citizens' taxes.

Kaoru brought her knees up to her chest and hung her head; tears welled up in her eyes and threatened to spill down her cheeks as childhood memories flooded back into her mind. Suddenly, a rustling sound from the other side of the room caused her to snap her head up in alarm; causing tears to fly every which way like glistening diamonds, her eyes wide with fear.

A boy sat up on his futon and stared up at Kaoru, his surprised, dark eyes searching hers as he gazed into those beautiful pools of shimmering blue. She looked almost like a little angel, perched on the windowsill, basking in the moonlight. Kaoru stared at the boy sitting on his futon, his eyes capturing hers. He appeared to be about 17 years old, his long red hair was tied up in a high ponytail, and his blanket only covered half of his bare chest. Kaoru looked down, embarrassed, as her tears continued to flow freely down her face.

The boy, recovering from his surprise, got up from his futon and walked up to the window. Kaoru peered at him from the corner of her eye, but refused to look at him, but instead looked out the window. The boy climbed onto the other side of the windowsill and joined her in looking outside.

They stared outwards for hours, until the boy turned to look at the girl and noticed she had fallen asleep. A few strands of stray hair covered her face, and her head was drooping down towards her chest, and her breathing had become hollow. The sun was just beginning to rise, reflecting on the boy's face, as he got up and picked up the little girl. Carrying her in his arms, he brought her to her futon and tucked her beneath the blankets, brushing her hair away from her face.

Kaoru's eyes opened slowly, and saw the boy's face looming over hers, smiling slightly as his flaming red hair hung down from his forehead. She smiled shyly back at him.

"What's your name." He whispered heavily, tilting his head to the side.

"Kaoru." She murmured, staring into his deep eyes.

"Hmm…Kaoru." The boy tried it out, and it rolled pleasantly on his tongue. He nodded and smiled his small smile again. He walked to his futon, which was only a few away from hers. Kaoru looked up at the ceiling and she heard him get under his own covers, and then he lay still.

"What's your name?" she whispered, not really expecting him to answer at all. Silence hung heavily in the air, except for the deep breathing of the other sleeping orphans.

"My name is Kenshin."

That's the first chapter! I know it kinda seems perverted with a seventeen-year-old and a 6-year-old, but they're not in love, at least in Kenshin's case. He just thinks she's a cute little girl. So don't get all EEEW on me! SEND REVIEWS!

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