Kaoru sat on the ground panting heavily, one arm propped her to a sitting position. Her bamboo sword was across the yard. Kenshin was still standing, still in fighting position. He had one their little 'practice duel'. She grimaced. She wasn't even close to a match for him, lucky no one had been around. She sensed that he had too been disappointed in her lack of talents. They both knew she was going downhill.
A high whistle, almost too high-pitched for the human ear to register, brought her attention back to the scene in front of her. Her chest heaved with effort; her eyes were latched onto to Kenshin with false coldness. She wanted him to leave, leave now.
"Kenshin, don't you have some shopping to do in market?" She said her voice biting, dismissing him.
