Bakumastu's Best Romance Novel
~Fhb~
R- Drama/romance.
An: maybe the depiction of the best romance novel is an understatement. Oh well…
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Chapter 2- Study me…
"What's Sa--sashimi?" she asked frowning upon the name in the menu.
"It's sea-food" he spoke
"Oh--does it have cat fish in it coz I hate cat fish" she spoke, her innocence burning freely in her eyes.
"No. There is none" he spoke, his voice intoned as he studied her lax attitude. She was more European than Japanese, she spoke like one, couldn't act like Japanese and was known for getting side-tracked like the Europeans.
"Okay, next question, what's oni--just now, I'm trouble pronouncing this word, what's onigiri?" she asked
"Rice balls"
"What's sushi?" she asked, interested like hell
"Raw fish"
"And what's tempura?" she asked
"Food" a light anger in his throat.
"Why are you angry?" she asked, while placing down her menu. He could tell she wanted to cry, I mean she was such a small girl with a gentle heart. He didn't figure anybody could be that gentle, but when he looked at her he saw the pieces of an angel.
"I am not" he spoke. And with that she nodded away knowing fully well she made him angry.
After a hearty meal, they began walking back to the Ishinshin base. Kaoru frolicked from Kenshin, she hopped and hummed as she energetically picked at the flowers to the side of the road. So much carefree innocence, something he envied her for. Then he saw her stop, he thought the worst and ran to her.
"What's the matter?" he asked curiously wanting to know who was targeting her.
"Look---a pretty flower" she pointed off.
Kenshin watched her and then rolled his eyes, that's what she called him for, oh goodie.
"I want it" she spoke and deterred directions, of course Kenshin had to oblige because personally he wouldn't want to upset miss gentle here.
He watched her as nature seem to boost her incredibly small frame. Her liquid raven hair caught the midday rays enflaming her hair in liquid blue and gold. She twirled around in the flowers loving the butterflies and small birds which flit around her. Everything was maintained around her, as if she was a goddess too beautiful to destroy. She sat down in the field of flowers and picked a few, Kenshin stopped a couple feet from her and watched her.
"You can sit you know" she spoke while treading some flowers together.
"No…it's okay" he spoke…
"Fine…suit yourself" she spoke and with that she placed the garland over her head as if she was a princess with a crown.
"How do you like it?" she asked showing off her crown
"It's nice" he spoke quietly.
"Thanks." and with that she picked some more flowers. Kenshin eventually sat in the field, away from her, close to a tree which made her attention arise. Going to him, she sat down in front of him and opened his hands, placing a small sakura in it, he looked up at her.
"What's this for?" he asked.
She closed his hand while smiling, "we're friends, always…my mom said when you have a friend you should give them something which is part of you…and since the sakura is my birth flower, I share part of that with you" a small smile bedazzled her features. For the first time in Kenshin's life had he found a friend, though it wasn't a boy as he expected, it turned out to be a girl. A girl who grew so carefree, but he welcomed freely.
"Come on Kenshin, run with me" she spoke and pulled him off his feet. He clumsily gathered himself and ran with her unwillingly. She closed her eyes and picked flowers with her free hand. She stopped and so did Kenshin, turning to him she blew the petals in his face and giggled when they got stuck in his hair.
"Hey that wasn't very nice" he spoke
"Oh?" she asked, and began back stepping when he began approaching…
"No, it wasn't." he whispered
"Then I guess you're gonna have to teach me a lesson, that's if, you can catch me" she spoke and with that she ran into the field of flowers. Kenshin gave her a head-start and soon he was off with god-like speed.
He cased her around and around in circles. She screamed when he drew nearer and giggled when he was blinded by her petals she threw in his face. More of the reasons he should scold her.
He ran faster, and again they re-traced the circle they created. Kaoru turned around when she didn't see him, she wondered a bit in worry, and then felt the pair of hands which held her. She screamed and Kenshin smirked. Because of her unbalance to her location she stood, the both tipped over on the small hill they stood on.
"Uh-oh" Kenshin whispered and with that, both went rolling down the hill with flowers caressing them at each twirl.
Eventually they stopped with Kenshin over Kaoru, he breathed shallowly when his eyes caught the shade of blue in Kaoru's eyes…
It was the most puzzling blue he saw, the blue meddled close to the heavenly and somewhere trapped in doubt. Mesmerized by such a pristine and archangel blue, he tenderly pulled the lazy tendrils from her face. He didn't move, instead he looked deeper into her eyes until he found a blush under it all. Feeling a blush burning on his cheeks, he began getting off, but before he could, Kaoru grabbed him and gave him a tight hugging.
He looked at her in disbelief and had to query what had just happened, "what was that for?" he asked, his eyes wide in shock…
"For making me smile…for making me happy" she whispered.
With that the both sat close to each other watching the lake which greeted them.
"You know Kaoru, your father will be angry if you're not back in time" he spoke
"Oh come on Kenshin, it's Japan, I'm in a new country, I'm suppose to relax, he wouldn't mine if I go sight-seeing, besides, I'm with you-- so everything is cool, you worry too much. You need to relax, like me" she spoke and leaned into the grass.
"Relax? I think it's something foreign to Ishinshin as you are to Japan" he spoke
"Why is that?" she asked, furrowing her brows in retrospect.
"Part of me is not sure if I can, while part of me has forgotten the meaning" he whispered and he wished she didn't hear his confession
"It's because of your blood-wrath, isn't it?" she sat up and asked sadly, her face looking down at the grass.
"No…it's the decision I chose" he whispered.
"The opportunity my father gave you, I'm sorry he made you kill Kenshin---I really am, if there was someway I had known this, I would have saved you" she spoke so naïve he laughed. For a minute Kaoru watched Kenshin in an are-you-ok face.
"What's so funny?" she asked seeing him laughing his heart out. She scuttled to side, a little further from him, more scared than drawn to him.
"It's you" he spoke, his voice raspy.
"Me? I never found myself amusing but do elaborate" she spoke
"You sound so carefree Kaoru, you feel everything is so simple,----you just can't save someone from these things, things happen in life--and it's for us to accept, but you sound so naïve, almost a little too innocent to understand anything other than what you make of your own little world. Nothing is sweet and princessy like how you put, it's real. Something which people was forced to realize, weather or not they wanted to." he trailed off in a whisper
"I'm sorry, but I don't see everything like how you mentioned it. I know what it means to be sad, and hurt and thorn" she whispered
"Do you, it doesn't seem so" he spoke
"What do you know?" she asked angrily. "I lost a lot too you know. You're not the only person in this world who carry a burden, or carry some shame. You're not the only person to hear things at night in your dreams. You're not the only person who live to this infirmity call life, so if you think I'm all about a softness and innocence then you're wrong. Nobody knows me---nobody---" she screamed, covering her face with her hands…
Kenshin gasped. He didn't think such a wonderful girl like her would hear voices in her dreams, how did she know he heard them to.
"Because I hear you crying even though you're so silent. You're killing yourself and I feel it" she whispered…
Again he was in shock. Was this Katsura's daughter, suddenly feeling his anger he grabbed her by the shoulders and looked into her teary eyes, "how can you see these things, what do you know of me? Answer me, answer me" he shouted making tears cascade down her face in slow dread.
"I know you are a boy whose fighting to maintain sanity, I also know you walk with a powerful tekken which can make you kill for every killer in Japan, and I also do know when you kill, you ask the blade if it is your katana's fault or your heart's fault. It's seemingly the most spoken question in your heart when you shed blood and allow dry brooks to run red. You want the voices to stop, but they won't, so you carry on your blade, forgetting what it means to live again" she placed a hand on his cheek, feeling the scar on his cheek. "The man who made this, makes you contemplate whether you're a better man, or a worst one when you kill and it bleeds. You're so consumed by hate, you forgot to blink to see clearly, instead blood keeps rinsing your sight, and all you do, is be the man the Bakumastu reigns you as, Battousai" she whispered… she cried when she saw no hope for him. Immediately she buried her hands around him and wished she could save the child inside. How could fate be so cruel.
"Why would you care?" he whispered, his voice shallow in disbelief, all he felt was troubles and pain eating him.
"Because I am not drawn to men who have no character, and with every flicker of that katana your heart tells a deeper story and I'm drawn to save you" she whispered, "let me save you. I can see so much pain in you---it will be our lil secret" she sobbed.
Kenshin heard it all. This girl was more than normal, she saw the hitokiri immediately---she saw it and was willing to save him.
"How did you see this?" he asked, his heart in great query
"Pacifism…it is the light in the darkness of this regime. And it is because of that, I learned to read between lines of men--. You were harder Kenshin, when I met you, I knew you were troubled, but I wasn't sure from what. But as things gradually moved along, I studied you, and found it amazing that you….you were still alive. I know this my chance to save you. This will be my greatest mission, to save you, but you must give me the chance" she spoke
"You can try, but I assure you, the heart of a hitokiri is one of grave images, something few bad men can live with. We must encrust the memory to heart, but the memories of the Battousai are encrusted to the tired soul. I beg for sight to see again, I beg for breath to breathe again, but I can't----I'm so dense, I'm almost like liquid silver in water, so heavy, I can not be saved but more preferably drowned in my own insanity. Hell awaits men like me, but not all of us deserve to die. For with a sword can come great things, like a regime of peace, something the Ishin fights for…but where is the right in killing? Save me kami I beg, but not even he hears me, for I am lone gone…" he whispered, looking at the waters with a profound sadness…
"No---don't believe that. You're not gone. You can believe in anything----you can be great if you believe that. I won't dissuade you from making a regime of peace, but what my father and his group fail to see, is that there are other ways to play along in this regime. If blood is the analogy to peace, then we ---this nation, has long gone. Don't hate yourself Kenshin, you're not long gone and Kami hears you---not when you speak to him, but when your heart sighs it's most painful wants and solemn needs. That's when he hears you. I believe in angels, and I believe that with my help and pacifism, we can save you, together, we'll make the Meiji, and still be smiling with clean hearts." she paused, "Battousai is a manslayer, but Kenshin is not. Heart of sword is your name, and if the heart of a sword was to kill alone, then you would not be Kenshin, you would dead, you would be the Battousai, but I don't believe in such things. I will save you, for I am drawn to the demon and child of you. You feel it don't you?--the pain and aftereffects, but fear not, for that shall soon dissipate and I will save that part of you that begs to live" she trailed off into a whisper.
"What if you fail?" he asked
"Then I shall not preach pacifism any longer" she spoke.
He was shocked. "What? Are you mad? Pacifism is your life, I would never want you to do such a thing, this world needs people like you…" he was hushed when her finger settled over his lips,
"yes and this world needs people like you, for people like me to save them…don't forget the angels too" she smiled weakly
"Oh god Kaoru---" he thought…
A little bird settled over Kenshin's fingers and Kaoru gasped. 'I will allow you to try Kaoru---you have already proven yourself worthy to be the pacifist of my heart, I can only wait---and in time, shall I know'
"Aww, a baby blue jay" she wanted to touch the bird but it flew away…
"He go bye-bye" Kaoru pouted.
Kenshin smiled. Picking up a pink flower, he placed it behind her right ear. She blushed and then giggled.
"Let's go home Kaoru" he leaded her a hand
"Lets" and with that she accepted. Back up the same path and to the Ishin base.
Another day ends with a red sunset, but as yesterday where a young boy was left to encrust the meaning of coldness alone, he was suddenly happy, because, he knew he had a friend today. Though she's a girl, she may be the only one who was worthy enough to clean the hands, eyes and heart of a hitokiri, but not just any hitokiri, but Hitokiri Battousai. A boy who walks with a katana and scenes of morbid death so rotten to flesh that his sanity is running dry.
May the sunset blink from red to black, and earth sleep tight and warm, not from insanity or blood from a man's wrath and regime's yearning, but from providence, which sends the things we take for granted, but study for the rest of our lives…
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"Kill and destroy" was the rule of Saito…
The group of young Shinsen men nodded and drove into the party.
Outside and away from the party~
"Himura-san" Matsura, the old cook of the Ishinshin called. She saw Kenshin approaching with Katsura's daughter close behind.
"Oh, so this must be Katsura's daughter" Matsura wiped her wet hands and inspected the young girl. There was certainly no Japanese with colored eyes. But Kaoru's eyes were an amazing blue rush.
"Hello my dear, I'm Matsura" she shook Kaoru's hands
"Hello, I'm Kaoru Kogoro" she shook the old woman's hands seeing the woman knew some of the western greetings.
"Well come in, you two must be tired, and hungry" she spoke allowing Kenshin and Kaoru to sit and have some tea.
"What's this green thing Kenshin?" asked Kaoru…
"It's call green tea" he spoke
"Oh---does it taste funny?" she asked innocently when he took a sip.
"No--" he spoke and with that she took a sip.
"Interesting, not bad--" she took a next sip and before you knew it "all gone" she whispered happily.
Matsura saw the carefree innocence of Kaoru. She was like a little child. This sort of attitude was good for everybody in the Ishinshin, especially Kenshin. Matsura was positive Kenshin would fall for Kaoru. It was in his eyes as he studied her from hazy amber. He was a little more less serious and he spoke according to gentle gender appeal for Kaoru, something Katsura did for his wife.
"HIMURA-SAN---HIMURA-SAN" someone called frantically. Kaoru drew close to Kenshin.
"What is it Chazu?" he asked getting up…
"Katsura-sama---he's at the party, but the Shinsen attacked" he spoke
"My father" Kaoru whispered…
"Oh shit" he whispered…
"Alright, I'm coming, just give me a minute" he spoke
"What do you need a minute for? We gotta go" Kaoru spoke
"What do you we?" he asked
"I'm coming to Kenshin, that's my father" she spoke
"Kaoru I can't endanger you, you must stay here with Matsura-san" he spoke
"No---I wanna go with you. I must not only save you Kenshin, but I must save my father" she spoke
"Kaoru, it's too dangerous---please stay" he spoke
"Kenshin" she called worry in voice…
"Please, stay. For me" he begged, with that she nodded.
"Kenshin" she called, worry in her eyes. Turning back to look at her he looked at those glassy eyes. She gave him a hug, "be careful… and come back to me" with that he left her.
Matsura grabbed Kaoru by the hands and headed her into the Ishinshin complex. She locked the gates and rung the Ishinshin bell for all the men to evacuate. Kaoru watched on in horror as the men took up their swords and jumped over the gate.
'Please be safe Kenshin---papa' she placed two hands over her heart.
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An: Okay, how was it? Okay? I hope it's okay at least. Alright so I'm really kicking myself for using this idea in this fic. It's for one of my next fics---but it's gonna be hard when I have the damn plot for two fics. Maybe I shouldn't bring that fic out--if that's the case. Okay, this fic is going to go into romance mode soon. I will also like to state this fanfiction, has had it's rating up, the fic was intended to be a lemony--fic. I had planned on it to be like that, and you'll see action later on if you're a good sport. So right now I have a couple problems in my life for one, I have lots of Xmas cleaning, my ears are scratching, and I have tones of dishes to wash. Anyways, to all those who like Aoshi and Misao, get this, I'm bringing out my first fic with them. And to those of you who like Sano and Megumi (mine you I don't like her--much) I got news, as a Christmas treat I'm bringing out a fic with them. Thanks for reading if you did/didn't like it.
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