Kaoru on Call
Chapter Nine: Snap on a Driveway Battlefield
Author's Note- Wow...I'M UPDATING! Don't you guys love me now! Sorry for being absurdly late, but there's been a lot going on and I want to thank my reviewers for sticking by me! Well, on with the story!
WARNING: There is a lot of violence and slicing and dicing in this chapter…So you have been warned! If you have a weak stomach, stop now.
Aikoku threw Gosei's lifeless body to the ground and reached up to pull Kaoru from the carriage, only to have her hand grip around cold steel. With one hand on her bleeding side and the other gripping the handle of the katana Kaoru climbed out of the carriage and pushed the blade through Aikoku's hand.
A curtain of black fell over Kaoru's face, preventing her crazed aunt from seeing her pain filled eyes. Her emotions began to rise to a fever pitch, causing everything to seem unimportant...Except for taking Aikoku's life here and now. And instead of pulling the sword from her hand, Kaoru pushed it through muscle, bone, and skin to Aikoku's elbow.
"Ahh!"
The ear piercing scream echoed through the night, sending several birds from their roost in the nearby pine tree.
Yahiko stood watching from the carriage's side as his and Kaoru's aunt tried to sidle away from his raging sister with her left arm split in half.
Aikoku left a trail of red in her attempt to crawl up the driveway and away from the sword wielding female approaching her. Rain began to fall in a steady rhythm, the stars beginning to hide behind a blanket of storm conceiving clouds. The gray stone driveway that had become a battleground began to turn deep gray from receiving the heaven sent sprinkle that quickly turned into unrelenting sheets of violent stinging liquid needles.
Kaoru's white gi was wet with blood and rain, the blue hakama torn with the cross shaped wound visible on her side. To see the blood of this woman sent her senses into a frenzy, a frenzy that only could be the blood of the Battousai coursing through her supposedly pacifist veins resurfacing full force.
"Would you care to know why I am going to let you take the payment for all that has happened here?" Kaoru's voice had grown ominous, Aikoku's death immanent.
She followed the trail of blood, tiny severed pieces of flesh, and shuriken and knelt down in front of her aunt. And when she looked up at Aikoku, her eyes were icy blue. Aikoku's scream lodged in her throat and Kaoru brought her blade into sight.
"It was you who lied about why I was summoned here, it was you who helped my mother try to kill me and Yahiko, and it was you who was stupid enough to piss me off."
Aikoku started to open her mouth to protest, but the female descendant of one of the war's greatest warriors spoke first.
"And before you speak, yes, my mother angered me, your husband angered me, but you were the ring-leader in this. So this is the end of the line for you, my dear aunt."
Yahiko heard the sounds of approaching footsteps and turned to see at least ten men running towards them armed with flails, various sized katana, some even had flaming torches. Ahead of them stood Shimushi wielding Ukokia's masamune, still red with her blood and splotched with slivers of her organs.
"Well, well, well. It looks like my step-daughter wishes to kill my sister-in-law..."
Kaoru's eyes went from icy blue to silver, a very light silver that almost left her pupils to swim in a pool of white. Her hair seemed to glow with an eerie blue hue. And when she talked to the man that dared even hint around he was her step-father, eighteen years of lies and anger unleashed in her vocals, fueling her anger even more.
"Don't you dare call me your daughter!"
From behind her, Aikoku used her good arm to throw a couple of shuriken at her. But Kaoru's senses were now those of her grandfather before her, like the red haired man she left back in Tokyo, she was now in full Battousai mode. Without turning around Kaoru reached behind her and grabbed the shuriken, earning a gasp from her mother's sister.
"Bad move on your part."
Kaoru flicked the tiny daggers back towards their owner, piercing her wind pipe and the back of Aikoku's throat.
Shimushi glared at the smirking killer. She had lost all senses of who she was before, she wasn't Ukokia and the pacifist Kamiya's daughter anymore.
She was a true killer now.
Kaoru cut off a section of Aikoku's tight black leggings and threw back her rain soaked, slightly bloody hair back over her shoulders. With her one free hand, she tied her hair back and held her katana up for a fighting stance.
"Let me show you the advantages of being a Battousai's granddaughter."
Shimushi smirked and gave the men behind him a signal, and they surrounded her like a pack of wolves would a deer. Two came in for an attack, one swinging a torch with pieces of sharp metal in the wood, the other with a katana.
Kaoru dodged a downward slash easily enough, then hot metal cut her arm and the fire scorched her gi from the other man. Kaoru shoved her blade through the abdomen of the torch wielder, slicing him in half with an upward motion, and the other man by means of a downward cut. More men came, and more fell, some by Kaoru's weapon, the other's by their own.
She stood before a shocked Shimushi, her clothing torn, bloody, and singed, her flesh burnt and torn as well.
"You have sent your minions to try and defeat me, and they failed. You want to try for your self?"
Shimushi smirked and brought the masamune up to rest on his shoulder.
"Is this supposed to be your idea of a challenge? You defeat a few mere novices and you think you can match me in battle?"
A black blur was all he saw before he felt an arm around his neck and the tip of Kaoru's blade in the small of his back. She pushed it enough to nick his skin, sending scarlet beads to be soaked up in the blue material of his gi.
"Not match you, Shimushi…" Kaoru whispered ominously.
She pushed the blade in further, causing Shimushi to cry out in pain.
"But surpass you!"
Kaoru pushed the katana completely through the man, and finished him with a horizontal slash. She put the katana back in it's sheath as Shimushi torso slid from his lower half onto the ground.
Her eyes darkened back to blue, her hair losing the eerie blue aura about it. The coppery scent of blood hit her full force, and she looked about at the mangled bodies around her. Fear welled up in her and made her dizzy with nausea. Her insides twisted and sent bitter bile up to her throat. When she could hold it no longer, Kaoru hit her knees and vomited at the sight before her. She looked up and saw a very terrified Yahiko and reality dawned on her. She had done all of this, she had killed all of these people.
Her mother…Yahiko's father…Her aunt...
Kaoru grabbed fistfuls of her hair, yanking the ink black strands from her head. Yahiko ran towards his sister, grabbing her hands and forcing her to stop. Her tears were cascading down her cheeks, making clean trails through the dirt and blood.
"Kaoru stop! Please stop!" Yahiko cried, pulling her head to his shoulder.
She pulled away, and he saw something that horrified him more than when she went Battousai.
Her eyes were empty, blue shells. There was no sadness, no fear, no anger, no emotion at all.
"I'm sorry, Yahiko…"
She picked up the katana, and held it in front of her. She thrust it towards her abdomen, and Yahiko screamed to the night.
"Kaoru! NO!"
END! Ohh…Cliffie…Well…Wanna see what happens next? Tune in to the next chapter! Bye! Please read the story note!
Story Note- All of you know that Kenshin, Saitou, Shishio, and that Kurogasa dude (You know, from Episodes 5-6...The creepy one that almost killed Kaoru, but she was all like 'Kenshin...NO!' and we were all like 'YAY!' Then Kenshin turned all Battousai and said 'Come. I'll let you taste an example of why they call me Battousai.' and we were all like 'YAY!'...Remember?) were called the Four Great Battousai of the Revolution, right?
Well, I have had people ask me about this, and this story is basically based on one of the forgotten Battousai (That I MADE UP) named Okihayo Nijoymo, which is Yahiko's first and last name spelt backwards with an 'o' added. Okihayo was more of a field fighter than a traditional assassin like the other Battousai, but he did do assassination jobs occasionally. Aikoku is Kaoru's aunt on her mother's side. Her name means mourning, but she wasn't mourning the loss of her "son", she is just ticked off because Yahiko never turned into a killing machine, and she shares this anger with Ukokia, Kaoru and Yahiko's mother. Ukokia was first married to Kamiya, Kaoru's father. Their love was forbidden, but the still got their freak on during the war and Kaoru was born. Ukokia was mad because Kamiya didn't give her a son to carry on the Nijoymo name, and killed him. But Kaoru thought her mom died in childbirth, and her father was slain in the war.
But while Dr. Gensai was pretty much raising Kaoru, Ukokia continued living on and training to uphold her family's name. Aikoku was more interested in the ninja arts than samurai, thus becoming, well duh, a ninja. Then, Ukokia defeated a young samurai by the name of Shimushi in battle, and took a liking to him. He became Yahiko's father, and Kaoru gained a half brother.
However, Shimushi was still young, and didn't yet want a wife and child. He and Ukokia split up, and Yahiko was given to a poor but proud samurai family. He was not to know his real identity, and was named after the man of the house, Yahiko, and was given their last name, Myojin.
As for Yamanote, he is in fact a very Westernized person, and Aikoku married him for his money and power to try and rid their family of the kinks in the fabric, namely Kaoru and Yahiko.
In this chapter, Kaoru is going through the Battousai stage that would have came earlier, but she forced it back. Now, she has no choice; it's kill or be killed. She may seem out of character, but if you just now found out your mom killed your dad, a boy you had known for two years was your half brother, and you were a killer's granddaughter, and you were being attacked by your crazy aunt and your mother's lover along with ten men fully armed...You'd snap too! Hey, Kenshin had to punch himself in the face to get Battousai to go away for him! But Kaoru can't control it yet, so please continue reading!
This is a story line I created, and I take credit only for Ukokia, Shimushi, Aikoku, Yamanote, and any one else in that house! Even Okihayo Nijoymo, cause I made him first! I hope this straightens everything out!
EDITORS NOTE!
Yeah, DPA Here again. Sorry she didn't update on Tuesday like she said to tell you.Well, yeah, maybe th is a start at her updating regularly again. Mmmaaayyyybbbeee...I hope so. I HATE YOU SENPAI FOR MAKING ME SUFFER WITH AN EVIL CLIFFY!
Staccato: I think I can help you ease the pain... -strokes her bottom-
DPA: Oo...I would like that -strokes his butt too-
Staccato: -whispers in her ear- Should I get the paddle or the whip..?
DPA: Whip...-spanks his butt lightly- both...
Staccato: OOoo... I sense a dominatrix...grroowwll
DPA: Well I guess I will talk to you guys next time! Bye for now and review or I will hunt you down!
Staccato: And me
DPA: Yes but you aen't a good threat.
Staccato: But I'm pyrokinetic...
DPA: Truueee... anyways bye!