AN: I'm very very sorry…..really I am. but…. *does two pushups for Yukishiro Eniki and then drops dead* Never was much of an athlete. So….here's the reason I didn't write as fast as…uh…slow as usual. I had a mutual agreement with my boyfriend of two years to break up. And I'm depressed beyond all words. So….let me alone to my dull corner. I'll get up soon. Just need to rest.
"HIMURA!" Enishi's jaw dropped at the sight of the one he hated most in life. Kenshin's face betrayed his horror at the sight of Enishi, though the golden eyes remained cold-hearted. Kenshin found his voice and managed to murmur, "Enishi!"
"Yukishiro to you, bastard!" Enishi shouted.
"Why…what are you doing to Kaoru?" Kenshin asked. Having not seen Enishi in years, he had no idea what had been going on in the life of the Yukishiro family.
"That, my friend, is none of your damn business. Why didn't you ask about Tomoe first? That's all you used to care about a long time ago."
"I…we broke up." Kenshin stated blandly.
"Due to an inconvenience in location." Enishi sighed, as if he believed Kenshin's IQ to be even lower than Sanosuke's.
"Kenshin…" Kaoru's muffed voice came from the far corner. Kenshin turned to it, eyes darting over her huddled form on the ground. He hated to see her down there, trembling and wrapped in a sheet. As his eyes adjusted, he saw she was wearing a black dress, the zipper down in the back and part of the skirt torn off. Normally she was such a strong, determined person. It was almost embarrassing to see her on the ground like a defenseless bird with broken wings.
"SHUT UP!" Enishi shrieked, then turned back to Kenshin. "Since you can't ask yourself, Tomoe is dead. D-E-A-D. And it is, in every way, your fault!" Enishi flew at Kenshin, knocking him out of the room and into the short hallway. Kenshin hit his head against a wall, but the fire poker separated him from Enishi. He pushed back, causing Enishi to stumble for only a moment. Kenshin didn't want to endanger the frightened Misao and Kaoru, so he scrambled into the kitchen to continue what had become a fight.
{Tomoe, dead? How?}
{Why?}
"You should die too!" Enishi screamed, picking up a dusty bamboo stick that Misao had once used for training. Kenshin realized that, at the moment, Enishi was more upset and grief-stricken than angry, and was not in a good position to actually win a fight.
"DIE, BATTOUSAI!"
Kenshin froze.
{Battousai……}
***
"I'm not really sure what triggered it this time. Perhaps the disease has mutated, or perhaps she never had tuberculosis in the first place and the medicines are finally taking their toll. To tell you the truth we really have very little understanding of what Magdaria's body is going through right now-"
"THEN FIND OUT!" Saitou bellowed. He was not one to lose his cool like that, but this girl was family. He may not have met her until about a week ago, but he had…unfortunately, for his reputation…grown to like her. He was not going to let some stupid ass doctor just blab a bunch of medical terms and skip off in the other direction.
"Sir, we're doing the best we can!" the doctor shouted back. Saitou was mildly surprised, he hadn't met such a defensive doctor. He shrugged it off, and went back out in the waiting room. He really didn't want to call his mom, and didn't want her rushing over to see Magdaria. She had been his responsibility and she had gotten ill. Plus he just didn't like his mother, and was not in the mood to meet his older nephew for the first time.
It had just not been his week.
"Mr. Saitou, you may see your niece now." a nurse poked her head out of the door.
"Hey Magdaria." Saitou muttered. He did not know how to comfort people.
"Did the doctors tell you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes."
All was silent for a while. Then tears slid down her cheeks.
"I want my brother."
"All right Magdaria. I'll call him."
***
"What the hell? What the hell?" Misao rocked back in forth in the dark room, trying to find Kaoru. Kaoru herself was sobbing, rocking as well. Neither took much comfort in the redundant movement.
"What is going on?" Misao shrieked, wincing as she heard the shouts of Kenshin and Enishi in the kitchen.
CRASH
"What's happening, Kaoru?" Misao wailed this time, becoming more frightened by the increase in noise the boys were making.
Back in the kitchen, Kenshin had been knocked into the counter where he had broken a few dishes. Not pleasant. He got up, wiping the blood off of his arm. Enishi was on the verge of screaming and throttling Kenshin recklessly. But doing so would have made him lose the battle. Kenshin thought he saw a glimpse of blue come from the hallway. Suddenly, the bamboo stick came down on his head, and Kenshin fell back from the force as stars circled in his vision. And just as Enishi raised the stick for a second blow, Misao came raging into the room with a mop, tears streaming down her face.
"Stop it! Just fucking STOP!" Misao shrieked, slamming the mop down on Enishi several times as both screamed and cursed at the top of their lungs. Enishi pushed himself up off of the floor, swinging his bamboo stick toward Misao's ankles. She jumped it just in time, whacking him again, but not hard enough. Kaoru came into the kitchen as well, shaking and screaming, the skirt of her black dress torn on the side.
"Misao! He'll kill you! Run back with me to the bathroom, we can lock ourselves in! No, Misao, HE'LL KILL YOU!" Kaoru shrieked, trying to tug on Misao's shoulder.
Kenshin shakily rose to his feet, his hand firmly pressed against the pulsating lump on his head. Wincing, he staggered toward Enishi, and came to a halt. Enishi was getting ready to toss Misao across the room like a rag doll, but Kenshin's cracked voice stopped him.
"Enishi, put her down!" Kenshin cried. Enishi miraculously obeyed, driven by the pitiful whimper hidden behind his words.
"I'm sorry." Kenshin whispered.
Kaoru whisked Misao back into the shadows, where she felt it was safe. Enishi stood still, his body trembling from exhaustion and emotional weariness.
"I'm sorry…" Kenshin whispered again, fighting tears. "I want Tomoe back as much as you do. And I'm sorry. I couldn't help her. I shouldn't have let her go."
"I want my sister back you bastard!" Enishi screamed back, sinking to the floor in agony and trying to ward off his own tears.
It would have been comical to anyone who walked in, seeing two teenage boys crying out their souls, but one must be able to fully understand the loss of losing someone you love. Kenshin had loved Tomoe very much, and it made him miserable when she had to move away. But now that she was dead, lonely over his absence in her life, Kenshin could blame no one but himself. He was sorry that he had thrown away every letter, drawing, and email of hers in attempt to forget her. He was sorry that he had tossed aside all her photographs (but mind you, he nearly cried at that time as well). But Kenshin was especially sorry that he had tried to erase every memory of his beloved Tomoe.
{ "I really did love you."
"But why, Kenshin?"
"Long distance just doesn't work out, Tomoe. At least, I can't handle it."
"Well. You were the first person to show me happiness. Thanks…"
Kenshin could see Tomoe wasn't okay with their decision, but she was trying to remain positive none the less. It was killing him, but…he couldn't tie her down. He didn't want to restrict her.
"Don't you want someone to be physically with you? To make you more happy than I ever could?"
"I want you Kenshin…you make me happy…"
"I'm sorry."
Tomoe couldn't hold it in anymore. She started crying. And once she started, it was uncontrollable. Mere whimpers turned into strangled sobs, and her perfect eyeliner was streaming down her face as it mingled with her tears. Kenshin's heart broke at the sight of her. Tomoe was not a pathetic girly girl, nor was she some outrageous tomboy, but she had always managed to be calm, laid- back and yet ladylike at the same time. She had never cried except for once, a long time ago, and it was killing him to see her fall apart.
"I hate this. I really hate hurting you. Fuck…" Kenshin had to turn away, to hide his own anguish. And that day was the last he ever spoke to her, despite the fact that he told her they could still be friends.}
Enishi rose to his feet, really pissed off that he was crying. He headed for the door.
"Leave me the fuck alone! I don't want to see your face again, so that means you'd better stay away from Kaoru! You're lucky this time, Battousai. Damn lucky…" Enishi stormed out of the dorm, leaving an aching Kenshin, frightened Kaoru, and traumatized Misao behind him.
AN: Sorry it's so short. I did my best for the time being. And I know it sucked like heck. Oh and by the way the flashback break-up scene w/ Tomoe actually has bits and pieces of my breakup conversation. Mostly Kenshins words = my boyfriend's words altough mine had more pathetic excuses.
"HIMURA!" Enishi's jaw dropped at the sight of the one he hated most in life. Kenshin's face betrayed his horror at the sight of Enishi, though the golden eyes remained cold-hearted. Kenshin found his voice and managed to murmur, "Enishi!"
"Yukishiro to you, bastard!" Enishi shouted.
"Why…what are you doing to Kaoru?" Kenshin asked. Having not seen Enishi in years, he had no idea what had been going on in the life of the Yukishiro family.
"That, my friend, is none of your damn business. Why didn't you ask about Tomoe first? That's all you used to care about a long time ago."
"I…we broke up." Kenshin stated blandly.
"Due to an inconvenience in location." Enishi sighed, as if he believed Kenshin's IQ to be even lower than Sanosuke's.
"Kenshin…" Kaoru's muffed voice came from the far corner. Kenshin turned to it, eyes darting over her huddled form on the ground. He hated to see her down there, trembling and wrapped in a sheet. As his eyes adjusted, he saw she was wearing a black dress, the zipper down in the back and part of the skirt torn off. Normally she was such a strong, determined person. It was almost embarrassing to see her on the ground like a defenseless bird with broken wings.
"SHUT UP!" Enishi shrieked, then turned back to Kenshin. "Since you can't ask yourself, Tomoe is dead. D-E-A-D. And it is, in every way, your fault!" Enishi flew at Kenshin, knocking him out of the room and into the short hallway. Kenshin hit his head against a wall, but the fire poker separated him from Enishi. He pushed back, causing Enishi to stumble for only a moment. Kenshin didn't want to endanger the frightened Misao and Kaoru, so he scrambled into the kitchen to continue what had become a fight.
{Tomoe, dead? How?}
{Why?}
"You should die too!" Enishi screamed, picking up a dusty bamboo stick that Misao had once used for training. Kenshin realized that, at the moment, Enishi was more upset and grief-stricken than angry, and was not in a good position to actually win a fight.
"DIE, BATTOUSAI!"
Kenshin froze.
{Battousai……}
***
"I'm not really sure what triggered it this time. Perhaps the disease has mutated, or perhaps she never had tuberculosis in the first place and the medicines are finally taking their toll. To tell you the truth we really have very little understanding of what Magdaria's body is going through right now-"
"THEN FIND OUT!" Saitou bellowed. He was not one to lose his cool like that, but this girl was family. He may not have met her until about a week ago, but he had…unfortunately, for his reputation…grown to like her. He was not going to let some stupid ass doctor just blab a bunch of medical terms and skip off in the other direction.
"Sir, we're doing the best we can!" the doctor shouted back. Saitou was mildly surprised, he hadn't met such a defensive doctor. He shrugged it off, and went back out in the waiting room. He really didn't want to call his mom, and didn't want her rushing over to see Magdaria. She had been his responsibility and she had gotten ill. Plus he just didn't like his mother, and was not in the mood to meet his older nephew for the first time.
It had just not been his week.
"Mr. Saitou, you may see your niece now." a nurse poked her head out of the door.
"Hey Magdaria." Saitou muttered. He did not know how to comfort people.
"Did the doctors tell you?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes."
All was silent for a while. Then tears slid down her cheeks.
"I want my brother."
"All right Magdaria. I'll call him."
***
"What the hell? What the hell?" Misao rocked back in forth in the dark room, trying to find Kaoru. Kaoru herself was sobbing, rocking as well. Neither took much comfort in the redundant movement.
"What is going on?" Misao shrieked, wincing as she heard the shouts of Kenshin and Enishi in the kitchen.
CRASH
"What's happening, Kaoru?" Misao wailed this time, becoming more frightened by the increase in noise the boys were making.
Back in the kitchen, Kenshin had been knocked into the counter where he had broken a few dishes. Not pleasant. He got up, wiping the blood off of his arm. Enishi was on the verge of screaming and throttling Kenshin recklessly. But doing so would have made him lose the battle. Kenshin thought he saw a glimpse of blue come from the hallway. Suddenly, the bamboo stick came down on his head, and Kenshin fell back from the force as stars circled in his vision. And just as Enishi raised the stick for a second blow, Misao came raging into the room with a mop, tears streaming down her face.
"Stop it! Just fucking STOP!" Misao shrieked, slamming the mop down on Enishi several times as both screamed and cursed at the top of their lungs. Enishi pushed himself up off of the floor, swinging his bamboo stick toward Misao's ankles. She jumped it just in time, whacking him again, but not hard enough. Kaoru came into the kitchen as well, shaking and screaming, the skirt of her black dress torn on the side.
"Misao! He'll kill you! Run back with me to the bathroom, we can lock ourselves in! No, Misao, HE'LL KILL YOU!" Kaoru shrieked, trying to tug on Misao's shoulder.
Kenshin shakily rose to his feet, his hand firmly pressed against the pulsating lump on his head. Wincing, he staggered toward Enishi, and came to a halt. Enishi was getting ready to toss Misao across the room like a rag doll, but Kenshin's cracked voice stopped him.
"Enishi, put her down!" Kenshin cried. Enishi miraculously obeyed, driven by the pitiful whimper hidden behind his words.
"I'm sorry." Kenshin whispered.
Kaoru whisked Misao back into the shadows, where she felt it was safe. Enishi stood still, his body trembling from exhaustion and emotional weariness.
"I'm sorry…" Kenshin whispered again, fighting tears. "I want Tomoe back as much as you do. And I'm sorry. I couldn't help her. I shouldn't have let her go."
"I want my sister back you bastard!" Enishi screamed back, sinking to the floor in agony and trying to ward off his own tears.
It would have been comical to anyone who walked in, seeing two teenage boys crying out their souls, but one must be able to fully understand the loss of losing someone you love. Kenshin had loved Tomoe very much, and it made him miserable when she had to move away. But now that she was dead, lonely over his absence in her life, Kenshin could blame no one but himself. He was sorry that he had thrown away every letter, drawing, and email of hers in attempt to forget her. He was sorry that he had tossed aside all her photographs (but mind you, he nearly cried at that time as well). But Kenshin was especially sorry that he had tried to erase every memory of his beloved Tomoe.
{ "I really did love you."
"But why, Kenshin?"
"Long distance just doesn't work out, Tomoe. At least, I can't handle it."
"Well. You were the first person to show me happiness. Thanks…"
Kenshin could see Tomoe wasn't okay with their decision, but she was trying to remain positive none the less. It was killing him, but…he couldn't tie her down. He didn't want to restrict her.
"Don't you want someone to be physically with you? To make you more happy than I ever could?"
"I want you Kenshin…you make me happy…"
"I'm sorry."
Tomoe couldn't hold it in anymore. She started crying. And once she started, it was uncontrollable. Mere whimpers turned into strangled sobs, and her perfect eyeliner was streaming down her face as it mingled with her tears. Kenshin's heart broke at the sight of her. Tomoe was not a pathetic girly girl, nor was she some outrageous tomboy, but she had always managed to be calm, laid- back and yet ladylike at the same time. She had never cried except for once, a long time ago, and it was killing him to see her fall apart.
"I hate this. I really hate hurting you. Fuck…" Kenshin had to turn away, to hide his own anguish. And that day was the last he ever spoke to her, despite the fact that he told her they could still be friends.}
Enishi rose to his feet, really pissed off that he was crying. He headed for the door.
"Leave me the fuck alone! I don't want to see your face again, so that means you'd better stay away from Kaoru! You're lucky this time, Battousai. Damn lucky…" Enishi stormed out of the dorm, leaving an aching Kenshin, frightened Kaoru, and traumatized Misao behind him.
AN: Sorry it's so short. I did my best for the time being. And I know it sucked like heck. Oh and by the way the flashback break-up scene w/ Tomoe actually has bits and pieces of my breakup conversation. Mostly Kenshins words = my boyfriend's words altough mine had more pathetic excuses.