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Chapter Two

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Kaoru stretched her arms over her head before she bent and touched the top of her toe with her fingertips. She still hurt a bit but she could walk around on her own now. Two months had passed since her father had gone back to the states. He'd been reluctant to go as she remembered but he'd gone after she insisted. She was twenty, in a couple of months she'd be twenty-one. She was more than old enough to live on her own. Kaoru moved her arms in the usual routine warming up her body before she began her jog. Today was a pretty eventful day. She'd be leaving the house for the very first time since they'd come back, doctor's appointment.

She knew what he was going to say too. "Mrs. Kamiya you're under nourished. Forty pounds beneath you required weight. You need vitamins and blah, blah, blah." She was very well aware of what she needed. She just needed to time to heal. She'd been confined to a bed for years, they couldn't possibly expect for her to get better in two months time. She sighed again. I guess the test result was more for her father than anyone else. He wanted to keep an eye on her health. Poor guy, he must have been really scared.

Kaoru stood and walked over to her treadmill. She turned the CD player on the side of the treadmill before she began her jog. She closed her eyes trying to pay attention to the words. Not to the haunting images of a sexy redhead who now seemed to occupy most of her dreams. She ran a little faster focusing on her breathing until her mind became busy with the task, too busy to think of anything else. Exercise and a shower, then she'd go.

Kaoru pulled on the dark gray turtleneck. It was thick and with it on, she looked like she hadn't lost much weight. She was glad for that. She put on her black trench coat and exited the house. You couldn't tell she was any different than any of her pictures. Not with the make-up and thick clothes in place. She smiled not feeling self conscious anymore. Her long midnight hair swung behind her as she walked down the busy street. The cold air brought a nice healthy glow to her skin.

The streets where busy with people and the roads where full of vehicles. Everything about this winter morning seemed perfect. All she needed was for it to start raining. She stopped at the light feeling the corners of her mouth turn up as a small raindrop fell on her nose. She looked up and stuck her tongue out. Another raindrop fell into her waiting mouth.

Kaoru moved her head to the side feeling she was being watched. A woman sitting in a car right next to her was looking at her with so much hate it made Kaoru snap out of her trance. Why was she looking at her like that?

"The light." Someone's voice carried to her.

Kaoru looked at the woman one last time before she began her walk, opening her umbrella as it began to pour.

The woman in the car watched the black clothed figured disappear into the sea of people before her eyes turned to her companion. "What the fuck was that about?"

The redheaded man next to her gave her a lazy smile. "Last time I checked we weren't married." He said with a mocking smile on his lips. His eyes now focused on the brunet sitting next to him.

She gave him a baleful look before she turned in her seat and looked out the window. Himura Kenshin laughed. He put the car into gear and sped down the streets.

His thoughts lingered on the petite woman at the intersection. She'd seemed happy, childlike, the way she'd stuck out her tongue to catch that first drop of rain. She'd been very beautiful as far as he could tell. Though she'd had on too many clothes for his liking. Her eyes had looked intently at his companion but not at him. She'd been oblivious to his presence. That bothered him.

"Kenshin."

The woman next to him seemed to catch onto his thoughts. She placed her hand on his knee, slowly moving it up his leg. He smiled at her boldness. He shifted gears making the car growl as they increased in speed.

Momoyama Tori entered her luxuries penthouse, slamming the door open. She was beyond pissed. He'd dropped her off. Of all the nerve he'd driven her over like he couldn't wait to have her alone and then he just dropped her off. Uurgh!

"Bastard!"

Just who the hell does he think he is? Just because he's hot and rich doesn't mean he can just toss women around like dolls. Son-of . . .

She cut herself short. She knew he'd never had along term relationship. He dated women no more than a month before he moved onto the next. The man was either afraid of commitment or he was easily bored. She was pretty sure it was the later. She sighed, tossing her keys somewhere in her home and made a beeline straight for the fridge. She needed chocolate.

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Kaoru placed her keys on a small table by the door. Removing her shoes and jacket before she made her way over to the fax machine. She'd gotten two calls from her father so far. One was to remind her about her doctors' appointment and the other one was to remind her about sharing her results. All in all she felt beat. She picked up the phone and ordered herself some dinner. She had about fifteen minutes from the time she called to the time the food was delivered.

She sighed as she moved from her father's office and into her room. She would change, eat, wait a little and then go to sleep. She really needed to get out more. She took a seat on the couch and turned the tv on, putting it on mute so she could hear the doorbell. She leaned her head on the couch and began flipping through channels. There was never anything good on.

The doorbell woke her out of her reverie. She quickly stood and raced to the door, money in hand.

She ate happily, munching on a baby corn from time to time. Her eyes caught sight of a familiar woman and she turned the volume up.

Leading actress Momoya Tori has signed on for Tears of Blood, a project that will take her far from home and all the way to Egypt.

She didn't know she was an actress. That was the same woman though. The one that'd been glaring at her. Her mind focused on the tv the moment she saw the familiar head of red hair. She turned the volume on and cursed when she muted it instead. Finally she got it to work.

Himura Kenshin's most recent girlfriend.

Unfortunately she only caught some of the report. Just as well. She shut the tv set and began to clean up. Despite the momentary flash of curiosity she was still sleepy. She put leftovers in the fridge and threw the rest of the things away. She yawned. It was so time for bed.

She moved to her bed in a daze. Smiling as she lay down underneath a thick comforter. She closed her eyes and sighed contently.

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"Kaoru."

The voice whispered, softly, seductively . . . .

"Open your eyes."

Again, that voice warm and seductive. It called out to her, making her ache.

"Koishii."

The voice . . . . it needed her . . . . . wanted her.

"Koibito."

She shivered at his tone. Smiling as she felt a hand moving from her neck to her cheek, coaxing her to wake. Her eyes fluttered open, bringing her close to blue-violet eyes that darkened and a mouth that was, for lack of a better word, perfect. Lips that looked soft and inviting. And for the briefest of moments she felt overwhelmed with emotion.

"You can't hide from me."

His voice was low. His breath wafted over her lips before they were caught in an achingly slow kiss. Sensual and tantalizing before it deepened to hard and bruising.

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Kaoru opened her eyes slowly. Sighing in disappointment. Another dream. Always something different but always the same leading man. This one had been nice though. Not weird like some of the others where she's trying to break him. Odd way of saying it. Hmm.

She tried to shake the feeling off; today she would meet with a personal trainer that would get her back on track with her weight. She nodded her head at no one in particular before she flung the bedcovers off to the side. She couldn't wait to be all-better. She hated having to think about what she could and could not eat. She'd never had to do it before and it bothered her that she had to do it now. Hopefully with the trainer she'd be back to her normal weight and then she could go back to how things were. Only then would she worry about other things. Like what she was going to do with herself.

She sighed regretfully. She should have been close to finishing college. She wasn't sure if she still wanted to be a pediatrician. Maybe she could get a job for a while and decide later on what to do. She shook her head as she stepped into the shower. She still wasn't sure . . . . . about anything.

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Himura Kenshin former member of the Public Security Bureau promoted several times in his career with the national police force has been awarded two special awards by the Ministry and one by the Minister himself for his work in S-9.

Himura now 31 was first introduced to us during the highly publicized incident in Tokyo last year where a cult guru took the national airport hostage. Ever since he's been trying to hide from the limelight. His tough guy aura has made him irresistible to the female population of Japan making him the most sought after male in the land.

Retired as he is now from government service he has take a job in AKIHITO Corp. working as head of security for the ever growing multi-billion dollar company. The redhead quoted to a*friend* "Works isn't as exciting but its still good." His connection with branches all over the government will surely make him valuable for his new employer and surely worth his six figure income.

Like any great novel, Himura Kenshin's life reads like a book, full of mystery and holes. But in the end, its want makes him so alluring.

The pale glow of the pc screen reflected off Kaoru's face as she finished another article on the Himura Kenshin. This was becoming more interesting by the minute. So Himura was older than her, 11yrs her senior. Hhmm, it didn't seem like much of a difference when she looked at him. He looked good in the picture taken by The Asahi Shimbun. His black special unit's uniform made him look . . . . almost dangerous. Nothing like the pictures in recent magazines. Those pictures had a tendency to make him look more like a model. Very beautiful and extremely sexy.

What was wrong with her?

Honestly you think she'd never seen a nice looking man before. She shut her pc off and stood, stretching her limbs before she walked out of her room in search of a snack. What did she expect to do with all the information she'd gathered? She doubted she'd ever get the chance to meet him face to face anyways. The way he looked in the magazines though; he was probably conceited.

She pulled a small yogurt out of the fridge and made her way out of the kitchen. She tossed herself onto the couch, resting her head on one of the pillows. Would he really be conceited? Sometimes when she looked at his pictures she felt she knew him. She felt attraction for him then.

There were other times though when she caught sight of him on the news or somewhere else, she felt appalled by the whole ordeal mainly because he looked callous and detached. She gripped the ridge of her nose. She felt another headache coming on. How can you feel so much for someone you didn't know?

Small Notes: Time has passed and Kaoru is getting better. Dreams and fantasy are beginning to coax her heart but the deep seeded anger has a firm grasp on her soul. Her emotions are becoming conflicted and she finds herself mystified by the whole ordeal.

PUBLIC SECURITY BUREAU

The Public Security Bureau is a national police force used by the Ministries. It is almost military in nature and often engages in espionage and special operations. There are 9 distinct sections, each of which answers to one Ministry or another.

Section 9 is the Ministry of Internal Affairs counter-terrorist, cyborg crimes, and assassination squad. It is a paramilitary organization, and most of its members are full cyborgs. It is no coincidence that Section 9 resembles the German GSG9 (Without a doubt, the most extensively trained and equipped counter-terrorist squad on the planet), and like each GSG9 agent, each S-9 member is extensively trained in combat, anti-terrorism and investigations. When a terrorist incident occurs it is S-9's job to either stop it, or investigate the aftermath and find those responsible.