DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN RK AND IT IS NOT RELATED WITH THE REAL RK SERIES!
Chapter 4: Disturbances
Those violet eyes snapped up, someone was saying something! Turning around, he saw the raven-haired girl trying to reach for his hair. Weird, he thought, what is she trying to do? He could hear a few raspy words coming from her mouth, she must be trying to say something!
Red head approached her and then took her hand, giving her some comfort. Looking into her eyes, he noticed some glitter in it. There was something in her eyes that he could not tell what it was.
"Uh…miss." He began, "Are you ok?"
Kaoru was startled, miss? Why on earth would this person call her miss? Looking for something in his facial features, she saw the scar…reminding her of what happened years ago. Then she snapped her hand off his touch, and then took a small step backwards. Is he weird?
"Kenshin!" she scowled, "It's me Kaoru!"
He stepped back, this girl's crazy! "I'm sorry, but I don't know you!"
Kaoru felt tears flow down her cheeks, how come he doesn't? Impossible, five years ago, they still know each other…they were even a couple once. "And I don't know the Kenshin you were talking about!" he added. He took another step back and then was to ran off but then he felt a hand on his back. Looking at his back, he saw her again…what does she want this time? Kaoru went near him, wanting to hug and wanting to have a bit of comfort. "Oro!" seeing what she was to do, he pounced back, and then walked off. He left Kaoru there…still standing and shocked…is he not Kenshin?
Walking home, she dried the tears from her eyes. She couldn't forget what happened that day, she met Kenshin and she was sure it was Kenshin! She swore to her self it was him!
'Maybe he's Kenshin's twin.' She thought, trying to look at her best even though the afternoon was bad…very bad. She paused her thought on that word…twin. Then she shook her head, no. Five years ago, when they were a couple, Kenshin doesn't have a twin…and she doesn't remember someone that looks exactly like him. And if he did have a twin, he should've introduced it to her…but he only introduced his sister, Tomoe.
She then felt a headache brew up, making her senses worse. As she walked, she then noticed that she was a few meters away from her house. She came to a halt, what would she tell Sanosuke when he sees her like that? Sano will be mad at her if he asks then she won't answer. Must say something to him…something that would not worry him. Then she looked up, she has she answer, she has to act as if she was happy and then she would tell him…something. Trying to smile, she skipped like a kid on the way home.
All those skipping made the pain ease a little but then there was still left, a lot of it. Finally reaching the door, she reached for the doorbell and then pressed it several times. Seconds later, Sano was there, the door opened for her and then Kaoru entered, a smile shutting Sano's lips.
'What's with her?' he asked his self as he shut the door. His eyes followed Kaoru as she entered the kitchen with two plastic bags full of groceries. Shaking his head in confusion, he trailed behind her, making a beeline to it and then spotted Kaoru washing the vegetable while humming some song. The bags were on the table, including her coat. Sano approached her and then hugged her from the back, planting another sets of kisses on her neck and then gave her ear a small bit after.
"What did you drink when you were away, Kaoru?" he asked, he noticed the clogged nose and swollen eyes minutes ago. Kaoru pretended not to hear the question, seeing if he would get mad at her…playing games with him. But he didn't he knew this woman was playing with him and he would let her spit out something. He hugged her tighter and then gave a bite on her neck, gently so that she wouldn't wheeze in pain. Then he returned to the same question, asking it again but the different thing that is, he was kissing her neck as he said word per word. The truth that is, she was thinking of what to say but then Sano's next set of kisses tickled her. Giving up, she glanced at Sano and then gave him a peck on the cheek. "What do you mean by DRINK?" she asked, playing innocence.
"Your eyes are swollen and your nose is clogged…what happened."
Kaoru stopped her chore and then looked at the ceiling, what would she say next? Tears began to form into her eyes as the things trailed back to her head. Sano noticed and then took her head back to give a smack on her forehead. "What happened, sweety?" he asked, trying to play a role of a good husband. Kaoru looked at him, with those tear-wet blue eyes and a tasty smile. "A kid said something so sweet…I was touched."
"And what did the kid say?" he asked, giving her another kiss on the cheek.
"The kid said that…" she trailed off, taking a sniffle break and then continued on to her lies. "…Why don't we adopt him when we get married…and then he hugged me, saying that what a nice mommy I could be someday."
Sano took a second note on that, and then felt like believing on it. He smiled…what a good mother Kaoru would be…also a good wife someday. "I agree on that." He said and then kissed her ear. She stifled a giggle and then continued her chore, washing another vegetable.
Though there was happiness on her skin, what her heart really feels was that…she was hurt…sad…and guilty.
Five years…how long was it for Kenshin to forget her? After the crash, did Kenshin…no…no way…
There was no way he has amnesia…
Shinta ran as fast as he could, entering the house with his hands full of groceries. He reached for the key on his pocket and then opened the door in front of him. Shutting the door as fast and as silent as he could, he checked if everything was clear…and if his sister was still sleeping.
He gave out a quick whew…and then scrambled to get to the kitchen, so that he could prepare. Unluckily, she was there, awake and not sleep walking, which he thought she was in the first place.
"Ohayo, Shinta." She greeted, taking a sip from the cup of tea that rested on the breakfast table. Seeing the groceries that made his hands full, she grinned at him and then stood up to help him. "What are these?" she asked, taking a plastic bag from his grip. She lay the bag on the table and then took a peep on what's inside.
"Oh! So, you're trying to make your own version of lunch?" she asked, looking at her dear brother.
Shinta sulked, groping for a chair and then sitting there as he watched his sister's victory of catching him trying make an escape. "Oneisan…" he groaned, "I wish to have something good today…maybe some sukiyaki or something."
His sister smiled, lolling her head to the side and then bringing it back. Thinking of her decision, she remembered how her dear brother wished to make lunch or even a simple meal. Those days…it started when he kept on watching her do it, then he kept on helping her next. "Hmm…okay, Shinta." She finally decided. "Do not make this a burnt lunch…last time you did serve me a black teriyaki…"
He stood up, combing his red bangs backwards and then gave a good bow. "I will assure you that!" he answered happily. His sister smiled back, and then turned to the living room, where she would be waiting for the lunch.
Shinta smiled, how good it feels for him to make lunch. He hasn't done a good one before but he knew he could do a good one now. Pulling out a few contents from the bag, he starting humming a song. He was happy and then contented, he could do something on his own now. He brought out a chopping board from the dish dryer and then started chopping the onion leaves. Careful as he could do, he remembered how his sister chopped those things before, it was fast but careful…but he dare not try.
Will he was chopping slowly and carefully, something snapped up in his mind…it was about what happened minutes ago. He kept on thinking about her…how come she calls him 'Kenshin?' When his name was Shinta and he doesn't know Kenshin…whoever it was, she must've mistaken him for someone else she loves. But then, deep inside, there was this feeling that he knows her…that there was something that pulls them together. He shook his head, no way he knows her. They just met that day and he agreed on that…
Whoever she was and whomever that Kenshin guy is…he wished to find out. "I'll ask oneisan instead…maybe that girl was a friend of hers." He mumbled to his self. Then he finished chopping the onion leaves, taking another ingredient from the bag. He must concentrate if he wishes to be a good cook…or if he wants to cook everyday. Though it seems tiring, he doesn't see it as one. His hands gracefully picked up a pitcher and filled a small steel bowl with water. He knows what he's doing since he's read this before, reading all those cooking books and other magazines. Shinta has a large passion for cooking…and even doing the laundry. He claimed that he could whitewash a white shirt better than his oneisan. He was a busy guy too.
In the morning, he could cook breakfast or either cleans the house. Then in the afternoon, while his oneisan is away because of work, he would do the laundry or either practices a few sword skills he learned from the past. Then at night, he would greet his oneisan from work but sometimes, he's down on the bed…tired from all the word he has done. But this day, his sister has no work since she asked a break from her boss or something…he just heard that but he was suspicious that his sister was just lazy…anyway…got to go back to his chore.