Dragostea Nu Are Ochi

Chapter Two

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Romany is the language of the Gypsies, and all translations to most phrases can be found in the A/N

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"Inger," he replied quietly. He opened his eyes more and they just starred at each other.

A-Angel? she thought while still staring at him. H-he called me an angel??

"Please…" he spoke in Romanian, "help me…"

"What has happened?" she asked again.

"Our plane… it crashed… the others… please help us." He winced and she turned to look at the plane. It was a miracle he survived. She didn't think anyone else would be as lucky. "Please… I beg of you… just look…"

She made a sympathetic face, and began to walk towards the plane. She stepped through the mangled doorway and looked around. She saw two bodies on the floor and she rushed to them. The girl checked both of their pulses; nothing. She was about to leave when something on the floor caught her eye. It was a black book, with unusual writing on the cover that she was not able to read. Maybe it belongs to that man, she thought while stepping out of the plane and to the injured stranger.

She kneeled next to him and showed him the book, "Is this yours?"

He took the book with a slightly pained smile, "Well, fate has been merciful to me, I see."

"Come sir," the woman said, "We should get you to my home, and my sister, the medicine lady, will help you."

He tried to stand, but the wound in his abdomen pained him to much, and he fell to his knees. The woman kneeled and took his one arm to place it around her neck. Together they stood and she directed him towards her home.

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Kenshin watched the girl from the corner of his eye. She's beautiful… he thought, his thoughts going from one thing to the next. She's kind, sweet, strong…

"-everything…" he whispered in English, not realizing he said it out loud. She looked over at him and his body became suddenly limp. The girl was suddenly jerked downwards with his body.

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"Whoa!" the girl cried as she was pulled down. "Hey! Hey sir!" There was no answer, so she laid him down on the ground. She kneeled over him thinking, Oh man, oh man, what should I do? If only I paid more attention to sister, when she was talking about medicine! Oh… ohh… if I don't help him-! It'd be my fault! Oh, what am I going to do?! Wait a minute!!

She tugged the necklace beneath her shirt out to reveal a whistle on a chain. Please hear me… she thought hopefully. Then she blew hard into the whistle. Her breath made the whistle shrill loudly. She blew again, and waited.

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Kenshin stirred. An unfamiliar aroma had awoken him. He could hear voices, speaking in Romanian. One belonged to the girl, and the other to an unknown woman. He could only make out pieces of what they were saying.

"-you did well this time," the unknown one giggled. "He's a really cutie."

The girl he knew hushed the other one, "Sister! You know it's not like that!"

"Right, then why were there no other survivors?" the girl's sister laughed.

"You know I wouldn't do such a thing!" the girl defended. "And besides, that's awful coming from a woman of medicine, such as yourself!"

"I know but- oh!" The room gave a jolt and it was then that Kenshin registered that they were moving. His eyes snapped open and he looked around. It was a very small room, packed with boxes, besides the bed he laid on and a small counter. The two women were sitting; the girl on the floor, and her sister on a box.

The girl's sister was very attractive. She had long, midnight black hair, and brown eyes. She was considerably taller then her sibling and much more mature looking, he noticed, as she sat on a box with her legs crossed properly. Man, a family of heart breakers, huh? Kenshin mused.

He turned and looked at the girl with no name, who was sitting on the floor, with her legs bent, in a very tomboyish manor. Good thing she wears pants, he mentally laughed. Although, I think, she's much prettier then her sister… He watched as her sapphire blue eyes turned to meet his.

"Sir!" she said while jumping up. "Are you feeling ok?"

He smiled and was about to lie, but a wave of burning overcame him. He winced, "It feels like I'm on fire… eternally." He realized he had spoken in English and was trying to translate it in his head. "Uh…"

"I understand," the sister said with an accent. "It's the medicine. It'll allow you to heal faster."

"You speak English?" Kenshin asked, although the answer was obvious.

"Yes, I learned it when studying medicine," she smiled. She turned to a cabinet that securely held small jars and bottles. She pulled a dark blue, see-through bottle out and turned to him, "This will help! Won't feel the pain much, if you're asleep!"

Kenshin made a face, "That's great… you could kill me in my sleep and I wouldn't feel a thing"

The older woman laughed, "You're a pessimistic one, aren't you?"

"Sorry, I was just on a plane that crashed and I barely made it out alive. I'm terribly pessimistic, you're right." He rolled his eyes.

"I am! You made it out alive didn't you?" she laughed and poured the contents of the bottle into a cup.

She handed the cup to him. He stared into the repulsively green liquid that reeked of petroleum. He stared back at her, "You actually want me to drink this?"

"Yes."

"Great…" he muttered. "Well, I just hope it's not poison," he said as her downed the cup. He coughed a bit, "You know it wasn't as bad as it smelled." The woman laughed and he looked up, already feeling the effects of the drug. "I'm sorry; I never asked your names."

The old woman smiled, "I'm Megumi Kamiya."

The name rang a bell, but he couldn't think of it at the moment. "Ah," he smiled, now extremely sleepy. The girl stood and sat down next to him on the bed. He smiled. He tried to keep his eyes open, to look at her, "And you're the angel."

The girl blushed and laughed, "Sir, I think you're delirious again."

"No." His eyes were closing now. "I prayed for an angel, and you… rescued… me…" he fell asleep mid-sentence.

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Kenshin opened his eyes. He was in a city. New York City. He glanced around and saw that the streets were empty. He turned around and saw his uncle's museum.

He ran inside, feeling as if he was being pulled by some unanimous force. He ran through the "Truth of Dracula" section, set up to educate people on the subject. Of course Kenshin knew the story very well, because this was the main section that he toured people through. His uncle had saw it fitting, since one of the languages he spoke was Romanian and he was very educated in early European history.

That section led off into a gallery of pictures found in Romania. He looked around. One picture was calling him. Which is it?! he thought, now becoming irritated. He turned until he stopped at one picture. It was a painting of a woman. A Gypsy woman. More precisely, a gypsy 'queen'. She was dressed in a beautiful dark pink dress with a floral pattern. Her dark straight hair was down, and framed her beautiful face. Kenshin looked at her eyes.

Sapphire blue?

He read the name next to the painting.

"Liliana Kamiya, wife of Kalderasha Kamiya, a Gypsy Bulibasha (leader)"

Huh…Famous family… Kenshin thought.

He turned around and saw the girl. He looked from the picture to the girl and noticed the striking resemblance. Something suddenly clicked. He stared at the girl with wide eyes.

"Y-You're….. You're a Gypsy!" he said in amazement. She tilted her head to the side and smiled. "Wait a minute… you're not just a Gypsy…" he started, his mind racing, "if I'm right, you're Gypsy royalty!"

She smiled and stepped back.

Kenshin stepped forward, "Wait! What's your name?"

She giggled slightly and stepped backward again while vanishing slowly.

"Wait!" he called. "Don't go! Don't leave!"

She mouthed something in Romany and disappeared.

He reached for her, but felt nothing, "Wait!" He started falling, through a sea of shadows. As he fell, looked around and found nothing.

Suddenly he hit the ground and opened his eyes.

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Kenshin blinked. He was back in the covered wagon. Megumi Kamiya was sitting on a box. There was a tall man standing next to her, with brown hair and brown eyes. Megumi was smiling sympathetically. Her lips were moving, but Kenshin couldn't really hear her. The tall man placed a hand on her shoulder. The man said something but no sound emitted. Megumi laughed silently. The man brushed some of her hair out of her face affectionately. He leaned closer to her.

Kenshin watched sleepily. It was then he registered that they had been speaking, but he had heard nothing. He sat straight up and touched his ears. He spoke, and he knew he spoke, but he couldn't hear himself. He turned to Megumi who was staring at him, in slight shock.

"What's going on?!" he said, and only heard in his mind. "Why can't I hear?!"

Megumi mouthed something and he shook his head, saying he didn't understand. She smiled and reached for a bottle of liquid on her shelf. She gave it to him to drink and he did so readily. He finished the bottle and saw that the girl was standing in the door. She mouthed something, but her speech was a whisper, although he did hear something.

The girl came and sat next to Kenshin on the bed. She said something and he pointed to his ears. "I can't hear you," he said. She said something to her sister and laughed.

She then spoke directly into his ear. Her breath tickled his ear and he tried not to turn beat red. "I said," she repeated, "'How are you feeling?'"

"Fine," he said, nodding.

"Good," she said. Her lips were so close to his ear, he knew for sure that he was completely red. "I never told you my name…" He turned and looked at her with his eyebrows raised. She tugged his ear and he turned his head so she could tell him, "It's-"

The wagon gave a sudden jolt. The girl was thrown on top of Kenshin. She turned a shade of dark red and hastily got up. He heard a man laugh and turned.

"I can hear again!" Kenshin chuckled, happy that he heard himself.

The tall man grinned, "Droboy tume Romale, Raklo!"

"What?" Kenshin frowned.

Megumi giggled, "He's speaking Romany."

Kenshin nodded then frowned again, "I thought you spoke Romanian… That's what she spoke to me in when I met her…" he motioned to the girl. She raised an eyebrow, not able to understand English.

Megumi shook her head, "She didn't know you spoke English, and she can't speak it well anyway. She spoke to you in Romanian because she thought you were from the towns. I speak Romanian and English because I studied them. This idiot here," she indicated the tall, brown haired man, "only speaks Romany."

The girl smiled, getting the feel of the conversation. She then said in Romanian, "He said, Good morning, Raklo."

"Raklo?"

"Non-Romany," Megumi answered. She gestured to the tall man, "His name is Sanosuke Sagara."

Upon hearing his name, Sanosuke bowed, "Adro miro tem penena mande o baro!"

The girl laughed,"Dovo's a huckaben!"

Megumi shook her head. "Sano you're so full of yourself!" She turned to Kenshin, "He just said, In my country I am known as the great gentleman….. Don't listen to a word he says!"

The girl was still laughing, "He always lies about himself! He really needs to try and be humble once in a while, you know?"

Kenshin was smiling as well now, "Sure…"

Megumi then said something to Sanosuke and shushed out the door. "Kushti ratti!" he called over his shoulder.

"Kushti ratti!" the girl called back, smiling. Sano mumbled something else and the girl's face turned completely red. "Dinilo!!" she shouted.

Sanosuke grinned and hopped out the wagon door. Kenshin thought for a moment, If we're moving… where did he go? He heard footsteps on the wooden roof that answered his question. He must have gone with the driver…?

Kenshin turned to the girl, who was now sitting on the floor, "What was that phrase you both used just now?" he asked in Romanian.

"It means, 'Good night'," she smiled.

"And what did he say to you-…"

"Never mind that!" she said turning away. Kenshin smiled. The girl got up and grabbed a parcel wrapped in cloth. She threw it to him and he caught it, but then it slipped out of his fingers and he dropped it. She shook her head, "Not very coordinated, I see."

Kenshin rolled his eyes, then turned to Megumi, "How long was I out?"

"Well," she said, thinking, "the first time was about three days… and after I put you to sleep, about four days… So, about seven days total! And just think, you haven't eaten in that long either!" she poked his stomach, "You're nothing but skin and bones!"

Kenshin grimaced, "Thanks…" He turned towards the parcel and opened it. Inside the cloth were two items; his book, and his glasses. Unfortunately, the book seemed a bit worn, even though he had just bought it, and his glasses were snapped at the bridge. "Story of my life…" Kenshin muttered.

Megumi took the glasses form him, "Do you need these to see?"

"Only to read," he answered. "And I do that so often, I just always keep them on." He opened his book and squinted. My eyes are getting worse… he thought, sourly.

The girl sat down next to him. "What kind of book is that?"

"Its fiction," he answered. "It's called, Les Miserables."

"Les Miserables? That's an odd name for a book," she said.

"Kenshin laughed, "It's French for: the miserables… or something to that effect."

"I see," she nodded and took the book from it. She opened it and examined the text.

Kenshin smiled, and then turned to Megumi, "You're Gypsies, are you not?"

Megumi looked surprised, "Yes."

Kenshin thought for a moment, "Is Kalderasha Kamiya you're father?"

Megumi looked even more surprised, "No."

Kenshin looked put-out for a moment, but the girl spoke, without looking up form the book, "He's our grandfather."

Kenshin thought for a moment, That would make sense actually… it would have been odd for a painting to have been made so recently and be hanging in our museum.

The girl looked up, "Where are you from, Raklo?"

"New York City," he smiled, fondly.

"You're from the across the ocean?" she asked.

"Yes," he responded, a little confused. "Why?

"I just… always wanted to go there… It's a silly dream, but we all have at least one of those. You know what I mean?" She smiled blandly.

"Yeah, I think I do. Tell you what," he started, leaning towards her, "you tell me your name, and I'll take you around New York some day."

Her smile turned mischievous. "You're sly, Raklo, but I think I can do that."

"Well? What's your name?"

"Kaoru Kamiya."

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A/N:

Hey people! I'm really liking being able to write this! It's so fun to write it! But, alas, you'll never know… You'll only know to enjoy reading it…. Hahah ok, I'm done being weird.

I really should write Gunshot Roses, because as I'm writing this, only the ninth chapter is up and ten hasn't even been started... hahah. I'm reluctant to write the ending, because people will murder me for what I'm going to do to Kaoru… Poor Kaoru…

But you know what, I'll be posting this after I'm done with Gunshot Roses, so you people have probably already read Gunshot Roses… Ok, I'm not making sense… this backwards and forwards in time crap is making my head hurt too….

Did anyone notice (I just did) how Kenshin had taken one medicine for his injuries and woke up, feeling like he was on fire, then he took one to put him in a deep sleep, and he couldn't hear. It would be funny if a side-effect of the one he took for his ears made him like purple with green spots! Haha!

That's all for now!

Translations:

Dovo's a huckaben- that is untrue, (Romany)

Kushti ratti- Good night (Romany)

Dinilo- Idiot (Romany)

Adro miro tem penena mande o baro- Where I come from (In my village), they call me the great gentlemen!

Droboy tume Romale- greeting (Romany)

Ciao