Disclaimer: i don't own RK

A tired day, indeed it has been. Traveling through countless cities, even I need a rest. I walked into the nearest restaurant, attracted to its delicious smell. I suppose I can stay here for the night.

"Hello sir would you like to sit down and order dinner?" a young girl asked me.

There's not reason to lash out unnecessary violence now. "Yes that would be great; also do you have a place for me to stay for the night."

"I'm gomenasai, but we do not offer places to stay over nights."

"It'll just be for one night, and I'll sleep standing up if needed. I'll triple the amount of payment for the food." I offered my last offer as well. I don't beg, and this was as close as begging I'm willing to get. If she doesn't let me stay, then I'll have no choice to be threaten her.

"It'll be fine." someone from behind me spoke. I turned around to see a beautiful young woman standing in a kimono. Such innocence in the world these days, don't they know? The strong feeds upon the weak.

"Ah, arigatou gozaimasu miss…"

"Just call me Tae."

"Um, yes, miss Tae-san." San? When did I start using that? I didn't have time to ponder about that as the young girl led me to a place to sit.

In minutes after ordering, the food was here. They have very good service, perhaps it might be one of the few times I decide to be nice and give some extra money. I'm not poor, in fact our parents left quite a bit of money with us, but us soon became me.

"How is the food?" Tae-san asked when she came by.

"Delicious."

"I'm glad you like it." Then she smiled, she smiled at me! No one smiled at me anymore, and here I am, having a stranger—no a cute stranger smile at me. My face started to flush, no, must stop, and I focused on my reason for being here—killing Battousai.

When I looked up, she was already gone. Damn, how long did I sit there like an idiot staring at my soup avoiding her? Actually, I looked around and everyone was gone, how long DID I stare and space out? I must have looked like a true idiot. Nonetheless I got up to find the polite woman again for a place to sleep.

I walked into the kitchen and there she was, her kimono sleeves strapped up, her diligent skin showed and her hands drenched into the dishwashing soap. I walked over and handed her my dish. She looked up to see who was there to give her the bowl only to meet my grey eyes boring into hers. She didn't look away, neither did she back away from my stare. Her eyes, so pure, filled with innocence, I couldn't look away, it was as if she captured my mind, controlling it. Why was this happening? What is wrong with me?

"Arigatou gozaimasu." she said, smiling. Those two words were enough to snap me back to reality, but only to meet her smiling face. Why does she always smile at me?

"No, no, arigatou." I didn't know how to ask her for a room to stay. I couldn't just ask boldly to her, she seemed so diligent that I could break her with just my loud voice. With no other choice, I grabbed one of the dishes to help her clean.

"Here, I'll help, it'll be faster." I really don't know what's gotten to me. Why am I, a killer, washing dishes with a restaurant owner? Since when have I become like that idiotic Kenshin? I offered my help and now I can't take it back, somehow I don't regret it.

We washed the dishes in silence and when we were done she walked out of the room.

What? Okay then, that was the least expected. She entered the room with a new pair of clothing. I looked down at mine, true it was torn, but what do you expect? I WAS after all traveling countless miles on foot.

"Arigatou." I said. As I reached to take the clothes, my rough fingers touched her soft ones, time froze.

"Would you like a bath?" Tae-san voice pierced the silence.

"No thank you." why am I so polite?

"Follow me, I'll show you your room." Her sweet honey voice echoed in the hall as she started to walk away gracefully. I followed after her small frame with the perfect curves. Somehow she reminds me of someone, I can't really put my finger on it, but it just seem like Tae-san was someone I lost a long time ago. I bumped into something. I opened my eyes and realized she stopped walking and I walked into her causing her to lose her balance. I quickly reached over and caught her slender waist.

"Gomen." Opening the door and I stepped in, not waiting for what she wanted to say. I had to go, I was losing control of my emotions and that I will not allow.

Meanwhile at the Kamiya Dojo…

Mustuko was standing in the practice room sweating and cursing.

Damn this girl's body's weak. Why wouldn't she be stronger? Stupid Meiji era, making everyone so damn weak. Why couldn't this Kaoru let me take over and kill people so she'll be strong like Kenshin let Battousai. I will regain my powers and strength. Watch me Battousai, I will defeat you.

Just give me one week, and I will regain my strength. This was your fatal weakness, you damn pride. You didn't finish me today that was your mistake, when I regain my skills again, I will finish you. Unlike you, I didn't just sleep soundlessly in this useless body, each day my hate developed more and more. Watch me I will kill you as your hatred diminished to nothing. Don't you understand? Hatred is the key to power.

A/N: That guy you can't know yet. Will anyone give me some ideas or criticisms, or props or anything? I need ideas and I need ways to improve or else you be stuck reading my sucky story. I am, after all, the girl who failed English.