Bakumastu's Best Romance Novel.
Fhb
R- contains suggestive material and contains some 'stuff'
Chapter 18 — Letter of fear. The crush. Protection always…
Dedicated to all the pretty people. Like Legolas estelstar and the others. You people ROCK!
To whom it may concern:
The Ishinshishi leader, we know where you hide, we know of the Ishinshishi. You are caught, you seen. Surrender to us and we will cause no blood to your doorstep. Join us, or die by the blade that shall rule Japan. You are warned…
From:
Shinsen-gumi…
"Katsura-san, Katsura-san" shouted a young boy running along with a letter in his hand. A new day had come and with it many new discoveries, and many new regrets. The young boy whose sturdy form was beaten by the sun bended around the corners of the rooms in hope of giving his leader the letter which made him, himself shiver in fear.
On the black envelope was red kanji emphasizing the words, "Shinsen-gumi's warning"
Skidding around the corner, the young boy was met by two large men.
"I need to give Katsura-sama this letter. It's urgent" the boy rashly said.
"Katsura-san is in a meeting with several of his top workers." One of the men said looking down at the young boy.
"But it's urgent…" he dared to bicker…
"I said no kid. Katsura-san is busy…" the man was starting to snap a bit, since the kid wasn't exactly making him ease with his job.
"Would you decline Katsura-sama a letter one from the Shinsen-gumi?" the boy dropped his voice degrees low, his eyes extremely cold and daring.
"Are you trying to test me kid?" the man pulled the little boy's shirt looking him straight in the eyes. Seeing a new mask of fear dancing all over his young features.
"N-no…" the boy stuttered.
"Then don't try your stupid little tricks" the man snarled…
"I wouldn't lie about this matter" the boy snapped from the man's hold. His brows knitted, his expression aggressive and enraged.
Before the man could utter a word the boy interjected, "see for yourself" the boy showed the man the black letter which was written in red kanji, a sign of indeed warning and aggressive answering.
The man felt as if all the blood from his face left. It was so fearful to imagine what the Shinsen had to say to the Ishin, but what seem scarier was the mental fact, how the Shinsen was able to find the Ishin and send them a letter about awaking threats and death-lists.
"En-enter" the man said, allowing the young boy to enter.
The boy entered the dark quiet room seeing many men arguing, others just being very stagnant and quiet about what was happening. The room resembled a chaotic bar, where drunk businessmen did most of the talking. There to the top of the long table, sat Katsura on his crosshatched tatami. His face was a bit worn, perhaps from all the hassles that now began blooming in his life. Somehow his face still tried to show serenity, even in the aching and breaking of an era that loved blood. He still wore contentment, still wore features of a strong leader, and by the breaking of swords, Katsura would indeed carry them through the black storm in effort to see the light again. Yet for now, all seem to be muddled and chances of a light behind the storm, seem to be only faint and ghostly.
"Katsura-san" came his gentle voice.
The tired leader, trapped in clouds of confusion, finally was awoken from his trance when a cool voice rinsed over his train of thoughts.
He looked up to see the young sixteen year old boy. Black hair and small eyes that resembled brown beads said he was young and like him, tired of the stresses of life.
"Hai miboy?" Katsura tried to be reckoning with children, since he himself had a daughter. One who often got very sensitive about the smallest things.
"Katsura-san…" the boy paused to pronounce the man's name with full respect, "you have a letter…" he paused again looking at the floor, "from the Shinsen" he looked up at the man, seeing only faint fear. It was present in Katsura eyes, but he tried not to show it.
"Very well" came Katsura's deep voice.
The young boy went forward handing his leader the letter. Everyone fell silent around the table, their eyes glued to the dark envelope that held their fears and orders of the Shinsen.
Katsura slowly broke the seal, his hands wanting to tremble in fear. Sometimes being the leader of such an organization came with more wit than responsibility. Feeling like he had caused the exposure upon the Ishin, Katsura reprimanded himself repeatedly, mercilessly.
His eyes raced over the red kanji on the white paper remembering each word like a blow to his heart. Finally bringing the paper slowly down, he drew a deep outward sigh, his shoulders collapsed with his new knowledge.
"What's the matter…what did they say?" Maebi was the first to ask. It was an anxiety and a fear that became most unbearable that he had to know.
Katsura persisted the tension that wavered within the room, swallowing he looked up, "it is as feared, we are seen…the letter I have here affirms this. We have two choices, one, we leave the Ishin and start a bloody tomorrow, and two, we succumb to the filth of the Shinsen and allow them to take the dream we are fighting for in replacement for their nation of blood and oppression. Surely I will not allow myself to filter to either of these two decisions, so by the will I am invested to, the Ishinshishi will be upgraded and more than ever will we train harder and be always on our guard. Eventually the women will hear of this, for now, we train and do everything in our power to strengthen ourselves for the preparation of the battle with the Shinsen. It is a battle we must all face, by the shining of the sun in a new day, to the glowing of a moon at night, we have come to accept duty, and with duty comes a thought, a thought that this may be our very last battle. Live each moment like the last…" he stood to his feet.
Looking at the young boy.
"Ring the bell. We have work to do" Katsura said deeply, there was no turning back from the decision Katsura made. Kenshin realized that more than ever Katsura was ready and so, Kenshin in his mind began prepping his life for the newest battle that just might be his very last.
"Hai" the boy nodded.
Bells ringing
Again and again bells rang throughout the halls and rooms of the many sleeping occupants. Most of them soldiers of the Ishin, yet more than ever this was the time for the true revolt. The time each of these soldiers would be on double their guard and strain. Katsura couldn't afford any more slacking off or tender treatment, it was either they fight or die fighting not any other way. Katsura didn't accept intolerance or slackers and for one, he knew the Ishin wouldn't dare pamper any such slacker.
Ninsuko got up from her futon feeling a throbbing in her head. What's going on? Why's my head hurting…?
Soon the noise evenly distributed itself throughout the many rooms. Alas it came to a certain missy's room.
After hearing the sound that resembled drums, for over a hundred times Kaoru began grumbling.
"This aggravating sound" she whispered almost unconsciously.
Finally having enough of all thisthis pounding, she shot up in a rage.
"Okay…now, I'm mad" she stood to her feet going straight for her window. Looking below she saw what seem to be the beginning of new fears. There on the ground were hundreds of soldiers practicing martial arts.
"What's happening?" she asked to herself, with that she took her leave heading to below in a quick hurry. Most of the women who were once sleeping were now awake and looking on with groggy expressions and anger.
Kaoru saw her friends within the huge group of females. Pushing herself through she saw the chain of soldiers working fluently in their martial arts. She had never seen such obedience, such timingsuch devotion to something called killing.
Bursting through all the females she alas saw her father instructing the soldiers.
"Kyahhhh" the group of men shouted, their backs bent forward as their hands that held their blades were shining in the morning's early streams of light.
Even Kenshin was practicing.
Almost silently and dreadfully Kaoru went forward, 'why are you doing this papa?' Kaoru wish she knew. Yet the more she asked herself why he did it, the more she realized there was no answer.
"Papa" came her silent voice. It was like an angel playing on his memory.
Katsura along with all his soldiers looked up at the now teary female, "w-whywhat's happening?" she swallowed her lump not quite sure she trusted why they were practicing.
"Kaoru…please, leave me. I am busy…" he turned from her affording her no crevice of weakness she could enter.
Kaoru's eyes like jewels began sparkling, not with beauty, but with tears. Had alas the beginning of the great Bakumastu began and now, to end? Realizing that her father was now in control and he would allow nothing to sidetrack why he fought, she took heed of his words.
Stepping back almost painfully slow, a tear fell from her blue eyes.
Kenshin saw her expression, it was almost cumbersome to interpret. First it was sadness, then confusion and somehow in the ending, her expression showed understanding.
He caught her eyes in a hold, trying to understand what was wrong with her. Yet before he could pull the folders of her heart apart, she turned from him, her eyes now looking away from his. Turning her back, she found so much sadness, sadness for the men that were going to die.
Kaoru walked out the establishment around half past twelve that day, her head in the sky as confusion simply seem to fill her life.
In a pale purple kimono where pretty Sakuras were woven into the material, Kaoru carried her hair loose and untied.
Black locks bounced as she walked with nothing but confusion facing her life.
Sighing lightly, she tried to prep herself by looking at the trees and flowers and sky. You know simple things.
Amazingly Kaoru did find a distraction. Walking to the market, her eyes came to a young boy. He was perhaps two years older than her, but she couldn't help herself. She thought him to be very…um, cute?
Realizing that she had created an error, she tried to shrug the thought from her sleeve. Yet, the closer she came to the stall, the more she kept her eyes on him.
"Battousai you say?" she could hear him say…
"Hai, it must be Battousai's men…the men fit the description of Battousai's type. These black riders…they are dangerous and they don't care just like the legend himself" a man said…
"Are you sure it's Battousai's men?" the young boy asked…
"Hah! Who else would it be, only Battousai slays hundreds, only he has everything as he likes. If it be money Battousai gets it, if it be women…they fall on their knees blindly for him. Everything the legend wants, the legend gets. Even if it means to slaughter innocent lives at his free own will then so be it…" the vendor said…
"That's rubbish" a female voice broke free.
Turning around to this female voice, was a female whose beautiful face was now stressed in anger. Her cobalt blue eyes sparkled with rage and defiance.
"And who asked you, missy?" the young boy who Kaoru fell for looked her straight in the eye.
"W-well…" she started to stutter when his brown eyes caught hers.
"N-nobody…but I know the truth" came her quick and curt reply. Her face exuding confidence.
"Battousai is a murderer. Why can't you believe that a man as stained and diabolical as himself, would have riders of death just as himself?" the boy looked at her…
"Because…a lot of things were already misjudged. For one, people really don't know the Battousai. They just know him from his trail of blood, but I guess…that's what they see alone and call him legend of murderers" she paused to think of what she said…
"He has killed many, from child to women and women to man. Surely a beast as himself is blind to the taste of sanity and he will never stoop to peace. For its not in his nature. He is a beast, and surprisingly I'm amazed at how a woman as yourself could say such things and defend a murderer who caused blood on lands and made the innocents feel their death. What is their good in a man such as that? There is nothing but darkness that veils his soul, nothing but corruption that seeps his veins and drowns his heart in hate. He is the ultimate sinner, the ultimate murderer, the ultimate" before the man could finish, a solid slap came to his left cheek.
Anger that he would dare say something so low…so foul really got her upset. How dare they use words like this…never knowing why he truly fought, what he meant to say but could never be said. They only knew him through his blood-wrath, for his excellence in slashing, but they didn't know his reasons were noble.
An alas it came to Kaoru. All along when she hadn't understood Kenshin and his reasons for killing, she did today. So many times he told her why he fought, why he became the murderer of the Bakumastu…and yet…she didn't understand. But now saying it out to someone else, telling them that he really wasn't bad and that they just misunderstood everything, made her see clearer.
The young boy looked at the young woman in front of him.
"You dare do such a thing as to touch me?" he sounded very aggravated.
"I dare to teach you something by telling you he is not really the beast you call him. Perhaps he is that cynical murderer, but a murderer that eliminates all of evil. And to some point it is a lie what you said, Battousai does not slay women and children, he has honour, because unlike you, he is a samurai, how do I know this, because I have vibes…vibes that he's not like everyone else…good day sir" with that she left him to be.
The young man who was blown away from this little itsy female, found her intricate…strange, but indeed fascinating.
"Excuse me miss…" he called.
She stopped, "hai?"
"I would like to speak with you…in private say?" he said…
Kaoru turned, her blue eyes catching his warm honey coated brown eyes. Brown locks that were held in a pony now blew in his face. His face more child-like and his voice was almost like a young boy's.
"I'm not sure I trust conversing with you" Kaoru decided to be forward about her skeptics.
"Hahhhah…I can assure you…I mean you no harm. I just merely would like to know the lady who has a different eye for the Battousai…wouldn't you join me for some tea?" he asked. No matter how many times Kaoru's conscience said no, as in n and o, she refused to listen. What was it about him that Kaoru couldn't help but like. She knew for one, whatever this –this unknown attribute was, it certainly had a way to flare.
Biting her somewhat swollen lips, she made a cute face as she thought about accepting his offer.
"Hmm…could you do some convincing?" she asked cheekily. A cute smirk on her face, maybe Kaoru developed a method of flirtation, even by the simplest things she did, it became misinterpreted else wise.
"Very well. My name is Okita Soujiro. I am a very respected young man and I hold a lot against this Battousai, but if you would kindly join me for tea, maybe we could converse about this man whom you think otherwise about. Surely, there is another reason of why you think so about him…and surely you don't expect me to believe and settle for an answer as a 'vibe' as was stated…" he brought a cruel smirk to his face.
In a way it lanced Kaoru's expression. Suddenly she didn't feel safe, like she couldn't trust herself at what she was doing. Looking at it carefully, she was beginning to do a lot of things out of her manner, and flirtation and attraction to the free opposite sex really was just one of the many things.
"II should be going…" she stumbled on her words…and with that she turned from him ready to take her leave…
"What for?" he asked, "scared that I mightfind out something…?" there was a smooth slick velvet-rush in his voice, one in which made the hairs on her back stand at edge. Kaoru stopped in her tracks. 'Wha-what?'
He took the chance to taunt her. Coming closer to this witty piece of flesh, he studied her a little better, to be honest she was pretty…very pretty, but he had to agree she had more cute and innocent looks than anything else. Perhaps this is why he chose to taunt her…
"Afraid I will" he paused, to breathe the words on her neck, "figure you know something, I don't?" his breathe was warm and it tickled her skin. It made a funny reaction which triggered Goosebumps across her entire body…
"W-What are you talking about…Battousai was never seen…" she tried to diverge his interrogation by answering ironic to everything.
"Is that so eh?" his eyes never faltered to leave the expression on her face, as his breath played heatedly to the side of her neck.
"I—I…" she was beginning to stutter again…
Okita took the chance to reveal his true self to her pretty face. Circling her with a predator gaze that grew heavy and hot on her, Kaoru felt naked all around him, her body seen inside out. Lost from her supposedly wits, Kaoru didn't know how to bear with such treatment.
Stopping in front on her, Kaoru looked at the floor feeling like she had done enough to endanger herself and not to mention Kenshin.
Pulling her jaw to him, she now gazed at him straight in the eyes, he brought his face directly in front of hers, their faces just a few centimeters apart. Her body was suffocated deep in her throat as she read and saw the true man behind the mask.
"Listen little girl…it was a matter of time before we found some one who knew about the Battousai, never did we imagine a woman would know. Never a woman. But I must hand it to Katsura for developing a new soundless scheme. So I see he chooses to improvise and use konichis as his way to get information, since women are so free of being targeted as the real threats. Wouldn't my crew love to hear about this…" he hissed silvery in front her face…
"W-Who are you. What is it that you want with me?" she whispered all her fears escaping freely from her body.
"Your worst nightmare, to be explicit on who I am, I am Okita, Ex. Leader of the Shinsen-gumi…and you my little kitten…who might you be?" he whispered…
"A young girl…whose waiting to go home to her father. I do not have any business with the Battousai, nor should I have any with you. If it is a grudge you hold against Battousai himself then clarify it with him and not innocent women." She snapped from his hold, "I am a lady, treat me with some respect…" she fixed her clothing looking at him coldly.
"So its hot you want to play huh?" he asked a smug grin on his face.
"I have nothing you could want, no information or whereabouts of the slasher himself. Just imagine, a woman dares express her opinion and you turn all cold and dangerous about everything blaming me for being Battousai's little accomplice." She paused, "I am not a doll to be treated as you like, and I am entitled to express my opinions whether or not you like it…" with that Kaoru turned from him trying to leave the scene as it was still early.
"You are not alone…little missy" he said to her…
Kaoru turned to look at him with a cold expression on her face before working off, 'and you are not alone either Mr. Okita' thought Kaoru before leaving the market.
Lunch…
Ninsuko was now cleaning Chazu wounds from the battle he encountered with Kenshin that morning. The two men were fighting off for training exercises, yet it turned out to be a bloody encounter.
Chazu, whose wound was already half way up his shoulder still pain like the second he got it. Ninsuko, still more lady like than Kaoru herself, gently cleaned the raw wounds frowning at the fact Chazu would have to live the rest of his life with scars like these. Oh it depressed her, even when he did his 'manly tasks' like practicing and fighting, and she did her duties like sewing and cooking, she always thought of him. Always thought of the end of the Bakumastu. Would he be there at her side, in a way Ninsuko had all confidence they would survive and at the ending be very elated all this bloodshed was over, but for now, her thoughts were ransacked like sheets on a bed.
It still hurt her to see him go to war and fight for a nation suppressed in blood and corruption. How much more wounds would he have to gain in order to be known as a soldier and a fighter. Are these the things that make us stronger? Her face was etched with troubles, Chazu immediately realized the look of forlorn on her face.
Still intently cleaning the wound on his arm, he lifted her face to his, "what's the matter Ninsuko-koishii?" he asked warmly…
"N-nothing…" she decided that it was very unimportant at the moment.
"Ninsuko" he held her chin firmly between his fingers…her lips trembled to say the words…and no matter how much she tried, she couldn't say it. It hurt her too much. It hurt her all so much.
Would she lose him, was it that, that was hurting her? Did she fear to lose him after everything she's began feeling for him?
A single tear fell from her face…
He took the moment to caress her cheek and encourage her to speak, slowly, she opened her mouth to speak, "I-I- fear losing you Chazu… so much" she had stopped cleaning his wound taking the moment to wipe the tears that had come with her confession.
"Oh Ninsuko" he drew her closer to him, holding her as she cried in his arms…
"Shh koishii…shh…everything will be alright. I swear at the end of this…we'll both be happy…" he somewhat assured…
She slowly pulled back, looking into his eyes with a confused expression, "h-how can that be?"
"Because I know sweetheart. I know. When the war is over, I'll promise to buy myself my own dojo from all the money Katsura pays and then…if it's okay with Matsura…I'll ask her to have your hand in marriage…if that's okay with you?" he looked at her with uncertainty…
A rosy blush played across her cheeks. "H-hai, of course…" she threw her arms around his neck giving him a compassionate hug…
Kenshin was called inside after Katsura ordered him to come in and have some lunch.
Kenshin agreed. Walking to the well, he washed his hands and face with a cool rinse of water. 'Oh..this feels good' he thought.
Speaking of goodness, where was his woman?
Wondering where the little missy had gone, Kenshin didn't bother to do a full check since he indeed was worn from all the practice prior that morning. Walking around the corner, he nearly became blind at the scene before him. There before his not so innocent eyes, was Chazu and Ninsuko kissing. The young girl was on the floor, being kissed with a tall wavering man on her body, crushing his lips against hers.
"A-hem" Kenshin sorted his throat, as he passed the couple.
The both backed up from the next wearing identical expressions of ridiculous smiles.
"Find a room" was Kenshin's only comment…
"Hah!" Chazu exclaimed, feeling completely embarrassed that Battousai had seen this. Oh boy, some privacy!
Kenshin who passed the couple, made an incline to walk up the steps. He entered the hall walking silently to the gathering room where meals were handed out.
Kenshin entered taking his usual seat next to Katsura. Where should have been Kaoru, was now no one.
"Katsura, where is Kaoru?" Kenshin asked…
"Don't know, I thought she was with you" Katsura said…
Kenshin nodded. Kaoru wasn't at all with him for the whole day, where was she? Kenshin hoped she wasn't going out on one of her little adventures, those that usually got her hurt in the procedure.
Kenshin ate his food worriedly. Katsura also became worried of his daughter's absenteeism from the lunch table, it wasn't long before running could be heard coming down the hall.
"Sorry I'm late…but I'm not hungry" said Kaoru as she bowed to everyone before leaving.
Katsura arched his brow, odd…
Kenshin didn't think it odd, he just thought it fishy. She was either up to something, or something happened. It was either or.
Eating his meal quickly, Kenshin bowed from the lunch table before heading into the kitchen area, there not too far from him was Kaoru. She was doing something. Perhaps she was eating something.
"Yum…hmm"
"Kaoru?" Kenshin called…
"Wha-what, I didn't do anything" she turned around almost very jerky about everything.
Seeing the cake all around her mouth Kenshin smirked. "Are you hungry?" he asked…
"N-no…" she lied, a cute expression on her face.
"Were you eating cake?" he asked coming towards her.
"N-no…of course not, what would make you think such a thing…?" she asked, her eyes blinked with cute innocence.
"Because I know cake when I see it" he said before his tongue swept around her lips to lick the cake crumbles off.
She blushed. "Okay…so maybe I did steal a little bit" both Kenshin and Kaoru looked at the half eaten cake
"So maybe I ate a lot, you won't tell anymore would you?" she asked innocently…
"Hmm, I'll have to decide about that one" he smirked, it was so wicked when he did that. Usually when Kenshin smirk it became like a sensual action he threw at her.
"Don't do that" she said, blushing and looking down…
"Don't do what?" he asked, coming closer to her, wrapping his hands around her waist and leaning his head against hers, trying to find her face which she was trying to hide.
"Don'tdo that" she bit her lips…
"What?" he finally found her face and their eyes became interlocked.
He smirked again when he saw her blush, "that…" she said…
"Ahh…smirking…I like to do that…" with that his lips enveloped hers. It'd been so long since he kissed herlike this morning say.
Their lips became wrapped up in thick love as Kenshin began crushing her to him, their bodies pumping a new heat. His hands came to her hip where it trailed on her lower bottom. Squeezing her right there, she moaned into his mouth…
Painfully slow she pulled her lips from him, she looked at him sensually. Her eyes also matching his, "lets go to bed…" she whispered dangerously low, her eyes bubbling hot desires. Kenshin by no luck could resist that.
He smirked again, following her as they went to bed…again…
Their kissing was timed as he held her protectively to his body…
After having some hot love she felt satisfied.
"So how was your day?" he asked, playing with her black locks…
"I should say interesting…" she lied on the futon.
"Really?" he came over her, his sweaty body still touching hers.
"Uh-huh" she closed her eyes…
"What did you do?" he slowly placed his head against her bosom listening to her heart.
"Well…actually Kenshin…I think I kinna fell for a boy…" he decided to play flirt-ish about it.
Kenshin jolted up looking at her in confusion with semi-anger.
"What?"
She opened her eyes, "relax Kenshin…nothing happened…" she paused, "much"
"What's that suppose to mean…?" he asked sitting up not sure he like how her day went.
"Well actually koishii, I'm not sure myself. All I remembered was being angry this morning with dad and then meeting a young boy in the market. There was however a single detail that completely irked me about him. He didn't like you. He wasn't speaking nice about you at all so I completely corrected him making sure he got the right facts" Kaoru said confidently, seeing all the blood drain from his face…
"You didn't tell him who I was…did you?" he asked worriedly…
"No…" she whispered…
"Good, what else happened?" he asked…
"It was scary after that Kenshin, because the next thing I remembered was he standing in front of me, taunting me, saying I am Katsura's new konichi—something like that." She paused, "he said his name was Okita...do you know him?" she asked…
Kenshin's brow furrowed. "Yes" "Okita Soujiro…the once leader of the Shinsen…yes I know of him…" Kenshin said in a muttering tone.
"Yeah well he's a bit creepy…" Kaoru said…
"You fell for him?" Kenshin arched a brow…
"Hey, he was cute…" Kaoru giggled knowing Kenshin didn't want to hear that.
"Oh I'll show you cute" with that he began tickling her.
"No..no, Kenshin stop…" she screamed…
But he tickled her nevertheless…
Hours and hours passed and still he saw the moon standing boldly back at him. Tonight was their first night at protecting the Ishinshishi. Kenshin the leader of the 'Red' team wore a red ban around his gi's left arm sleeve.
Looking out Kaoru's window, he didn't see when the little female entered. She decided to sneak up on him. Being very silent and quiet she jolted forward placing her arms around his waist…
"What you doing sweetie?" she asked…
"Watching the team as they protect the Ishinshishi" he said turning to look at her, "I'll be up all night…" he said…
"Really…well in that case" her lips touched his… "why don't we—you know" a silver twinkle of evilness came to her eye as she began twirling her night gown's lacy strings.
Kenshin knew he wanted her, but tonight—oh lord…tonight was the first night, he really didn't want a distraction…
"Not tonight koishii…Katsura is counting on me…" he paused to see disappointment on her face…
"Okay koishii, well don't force yourself to wake too much, okay?" she said…
"Hai koishii…"
"Good! Well good night sweetie, see you in the morning" she tip-toed kissing him on the lips.
Kenshin took the moment to remind her that he still wants her by pressing her against him making sure she molded perfectly into his body. From every ripple to every taunt he had was felt under her soft sensitive skin, Kaoru groaned when she felt herself incapable of not being relieved.
"Sleep koishii…" he whispered in her ear…
"H-How?" it was almost painful…
"Just try…" their foreheads touched…
She nodded before separating.
Kaoru went straight to her futon placing her head against the head-rest looking on at Kenshin as he stood by her window looking out for enemies.
Feeling herself overly worked and very excited, Kaoru took a yawn and before her pretty blue eyes, tiredness drowned her veins and sleep called like a lullaby to her pretty head. Sooner than before, she was asleep, being watched by the man she loved…
'Always'
An: Okay I decided to update this fanfiction because to me its my best fic and I do have neat ideas for the fanfiction. Well thank you for reading, I hope it was long enough for you guys, because to me it's a bit long. I hope it made the passmark to what you guys have in mind. Just a reminder, this is the last update for two-three months. Exams, are starting soon so I need all my time devoted to some serious studying. I love you guys so I'll spoil you peeps when I return from the bastard of an exam. Finals do reek! Love you guys! The pleasure is all mine to make this chapter. Arigatou everyone, enjoy your day and be careful.
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