Mailing List Madness!
A Rurouni Kenshin Fan-fictionBy the Dragon's Daughter
Chapter Two: Instant Connection
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Battousai: has entered the Chatroom at 23:41:32 10/26/2005
Komachi: has entered the Chatroom at 23:41:34 10/26/2005
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Komachi: I can't believe you're still using dial-up. When were you born? The 1800's?
Battousai: Before that.
Komachi: Ha-hah. You're funny.
Battousai: I try.
Komachi: Technology is your friend, Kenshin.
Battousai: With friends like that, who needs enemies?
Komachi: I don't follow.
Battousai: Let's just say technology and I don't get along well. Especially when it's important. I'm lucky enough that I can use a computer without it crashing every five minutes.
Komachi: It can't be that bad.
Battousai: The Luddites were onto something, I tell you.
Komachi: We'll find you some looms to smash.
Battousai: Now who's being funny?
Komachi: I can't imagine what you're talking about. I am never funny. I'm a teacher. It's the law. In fact, I think there's a commandment: 'Thou shalt not have a sense of humor should ye choose a Career in Education.' See, I'm right. The bible says so.
Battousai: Oh my, a republican!
Komachi: No. I'm a knee-jerk liberal.
Battousai: Oh good, for a moment there I was afraid that I'd be forced to seduce you over to the Democrats. Can I settle for just seducing you?
Komachi: Over the IM? If you can, then I'll be impressed. I'm a hands-on kind of girl.
Battousai: Oh, really? Do tell…
Komachi: I'd love to, however may I indicate the time?
Battousai: My, it is getting late. Student teachers have early mornings. Such a pity… well, until tomorrow.
Komachi: Goodnight.
Battousai: Sweet dreams… Kaoru.
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Battousai: I think I'm going to enjoy this one.
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Battousai: has entered the Chatroom at 19:20:32 10/27/2005
Komachi: has entered the Chatroom at 19:25:02 10/27/2005
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Komachi: I'm sorry, were you waiting long?
Battousai: Only a few minutes. I read a chapter of a book. How was your day?
Komachi: Long. Excruciating. Mind-numbing. Remind me why I thought teaching was the profession for me?
Battousai: Shaping the future? Molding young malleable minds into something vaguely resembling sentient beings? Three months off during summer break?
Komachi: Now I remember. It was that last one, but they do make you work for it.
Battousai: Anything rewarding will demand much in return. Is there anything I can do?
Komachi: Not unless you can administer long-distance psychic shoulder massages.
Battousai: Sadly, while I am a very talented masseuse, I am not that talented.
Komachi: Darn the luck.
Battousai: So, I believe we left the last conversation on a question. A question you answered with 'I'd love to'. Let's go back to that. I was looking forward to it.
Komachi: Were you now? I thought you said you were reading.
Battousai: I didn't tell you what I was reading.
Komachi: All right, seduce me then.
Battousai: Can I read that as free license?
Komachi: Kenshin…
Battousai: So, what are you wearing?
Komachi: I thought this was a seduction, not a dirty prank call.
Battousai: I can do that too, but just humor me. Tell me what you're wearing, where you are, what is around you, and what you are doing. I need scenery.
Komachi: Scenery?
Battousai: Humor me?
Komachi: All right, but you don't have much to work with. I am clearly in my study surrounded by 700+ books and a small mountain of crumpled paper balls. I am in front of my roll-top desk with the lights dimmed. I have my glasses on and my hair is in a loose bun. I have black baby-tee on that says 'Shroedinger's Cat is Dead' and a pair of shorts left over from junior high gym class. If it helps, they're blue and are almost panties.
Battousai: Are you wearing anything underneath?
Komachi: No.
Battousai: Oh, really?
Komachi: Really. It's 7 o'clock at night. Don't tell me you're still dressed for work?
Battousai: Ah, so you want to know what I'm wearing too?
Komachi: I didn't say that.
Battousai: Well?
Komachi: … are you?
Battousai: I, my dear, am wearing a t-shirt my shishou gave me when I was thirteen when we visited the Hardrock Café in San Antonio. It's white and worn so thin you can practically see through it. There are a few holes in the chest area. Other than that, I have of a pair of blue jeans. Wranglers. I wear them tight, but the knees are busted out. And no, I'm not wearing underwear.
Komachi: Do you usually?
Battousai: It depends on my mood. Do you?
Komachi: Well, a bra yes and usually panties. On the weekends though…
Battousai: I see!
Komachi: If this is your idea of a seduction then maybe you should get a book.
Battousai: Oh, I'm still in the research phase. I believe it is impossible to please a woman without sufficient data. Trust me kitten. I haven't even started.
Komachi: Is there anything else you want to know?
Battousai: My curiosity knows no bounds, but I suppose I should leave myself a few surprises. First, I'd like for you to take off your glasses.
Komachi: That would be problematic, as I need them to see the screen.
Battousai: You can put them back on in a moment, but I want you to gently brush the earpiece down the column of your throat. If you hit a sensitive spot then linger there for as long as it takes your heart to beat twice. Trace a circle around those spots, but do it very slow. Then I want you to trace the outline of your collarbones. Then you may put your glasses back on.
Komachi: allrihgt
Battousai: My, my… that wasn't as neat as usual. Are you feeling a little flushed Kaoru? Did you like that? Do you know why I asked you to use your glasses?
Komachi: No. I'll assume they were convenient.
Battousai: No, they were just a stand in for my lips. I want you to close your eyes and imagine the warmth of my breath caressing your throat in the same pattern you just traced with your glassed. The skin is still tingling there, isn't it? Imagine my lips barely brushing your skin so close you can feel the heat from my mouth. Can you hear how uneven my breath is? It's because you're so beautiful that I can hardly stand it.
Komachi: Have you done this before?
Battousai: Yes, but never over the Internet. Usually I get to involve all five senses in my seductions. Sadly, this is all that's available to me… unless you'd like to give me your phone number?
Komachi: That is against the rules, Kenshin. If we're going to play this game, then we're going to play it right. If you really want to hear my voice then you're going to have to get a cable modem.
Battousai: I actually have one on order, but the service won't be installed until tomorrow. Frankly, I'm having trouble waiting that long. I want to be able to hear you gasp when I talk dirty to you. I want to hear every tremble, every moan, and every intake of breath. This is very difficult I'll have you know.
Komachi: I don't know. You seem to be doing very well.
Battousai: Am I now? Tell me how well I've done.
Komachi: I'm trembling. The way you described what you wanted to do to me… it made me shake. I can still feel the pattern on my throat and shoulder. It's like a current running under my skin. I wonder what it would be like if you really touched me?
Battousai: If I really touched you, then I think we would both be lost. For example, I think I would be addicted to your thighs. I noticed you identified yourself as 'sensei' in your email. The martial arts make a woman lean, toned, and firm. You haven't mentioned anything about it, so I assume you're rather good. I imagine you lying on my bed, pale against my wine colored sheets with our raven-dark hair spread around you face. I like to think of those toned thighs caressing my sides. I'm on my hands and knees hovering over you.
Komachi: I'd be biting my lower lip. I do that when I'm nervous, but I think I would reach up to cup your cheeks and explore the lines of your shoulders. I warn you your stomach'll fascinate me, especially if you have a six-pack. I'll have to trace it with my tongue.
Battousai: Hmm, I would like that a great deal. In fact I like hearing you talk about it. Tell me, Kaoru. What else would you want to do to me?
Komachi: There is a lot I like to do in bed. For one, I like to be on top every now an then although usually I prefer to feel my man's weight over me. In me. When I'm running the show, I do like for my lovers to be able to receive. It's hard to find someone who can be both dominant and submissive when the situation calls for it. I'm not into the kinky stuff, but I do like to see a man look up at me and want it every once and a while.
Battousai: Kitten, you have no idea how much I want you right now.
Komachi: So tell me, what would you do if you had me? Say I showed up in your doorway in two seconds. What would you do?
Battousai: I'm afraid, Kitten, that I would have to keep you for a few days and if you could still walk after that then I would have to let you go for a little while. Until the next time of course, but to answer your question… you've left me with a very pressing problem. I'm afraid that if I could see you, feel you, smell your scent… well. I would have to take you right then and there. Afterwards we'd retire to my bedroom for a more leisurely bout of lovemaking, but the first round would be hard, fast, and needy. I'd feel the need to make you scream for me.
Komachi: That is a very… stimulating mental image. I'll have to take that to bed with me. It's getting late.
Battousai: True and you have work tomorrow as well. All right, kitten. Off to bed with you. Sweet dreams.
Komachi: You too, Kenshin. Good night.
Battousai: I'll dream very well tonight. I'll dream of you.
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Battousai: has left the Chatroom at 02:02:32 10/28/2005
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Battousai: has entered the Chatroom at 20:20:32 10/28/2005
Komachi: has entered the Chatroom at 20:21:02 10/28/2005
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Battousai: I have been foiled once more.
Komachi: How so?
Battousai: I recall telling you that technology is in fact not my friend.
Komachi: I take it you're having difficulties with your new high speed?
Battousai: It worked when the service tech was here and for about an hour after that. I've been told it works by a friend, but when I try to log on nothing happens. I'm using my dial-up now. The computer says it is connected, but…
Komachi: Kenshin, with DSL you don't have to log on.
Battousai: Pardon?
Komachi: Look, follow these instructions. Switch your DSL back on. Do you know how to do that?
Battousai: Yes…
Komachi: Then once the pretty lights on your cable modem are ALL lit up then go to your browser icon on the desktop and double click.
Battousai: All right, but I'm not sure this will work.
Komachi: Trust me.
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Battousai: has entered the Chatroom at 20:40:32 10/28/2005
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Battousai: I humbly bow to the Queen.
Komachi: As well you should.
Battousai: For future reference, how to I log off the Internet?
Komachi: You don't.
Battousai: Come again?
Komachi: DSL is a continuous stream to and from the Internet. When you aren't using your computer then turn it off. Otherwise, make sure you have a firewall in place before too long. Hackers, you know.
Battousai: Dear god, what have I gotten myself into?
Komachi: Welcome to the new Millennium, old man.
Battousai: 34 is not old.
Komachi: You, sir, get NO points for subtlety. I'm 23.
Battousai: A mere child!
Komachi: My, my. I had no idea you were so old! So how is life over there at the nursing home?
Battousai: Oh, it's wonderful. I have a bed with remote control, cute nurses, and all the Jerry Springer I could want. They tape it special for me. I should ask how day care is going.
Komachi: Quite well, I'm learning all my colors even! They have blocks.
Battousai: Oh, now I'm jealous.
Komachi: That's right, I get a sandbox and you get drooling old women trying to chant 'Jerry! Jerry!' without putting their teeth back in.
Battousai: Now there is one mental image I could have gone my whole life without. I think you're going to have to make it up to me.
Komachi: Oh, really? How would I do that?
Battousai: Well, for starters…
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SimplyFaboo: has entered the Chatroom at 22:40:32 10/28/2005
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Komachi: Misao, you have three seconds to make like you never found this chat room.
SimplyFaboo: You're here too, Kaoru? I just did a search on Himura's screen name. Kenshin?
Battousai: I believe I am seconding Kaoru's threat, Makimachi
Komachi: Wait, you two know each other?
Battousai: For my sins, yes. You know her?
Komachi: I've known Misao since I was four.
SimplyFaboo: Um, I hate to interrupt, but why did you turn your phone off, Kenshin? Aoshi has been trying to call you.
Battousai: Is it critical?
SimplyFaboo: Well, no, but…
Battousai: Then you don't need me.
SimplyFaboo: Hey now, there's no need to be rude!
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SimplyFaboo: has been banned from the Chatroom at 22:47:12 10/28/2005
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Komachi: Well, that was awkward.
Battousai: So, you live in Chicago too?
Komachi: Well, a mile or so out. Kind of in the suburbanite jungle. High schools, you know?
Battousai: Give me an address. I can be there in half an hour.
Komachi: I don't know…
Battousai: It's only ten. I'm sure we can find a restaurant still open. We can get coffee and talk face to face for once?
Komachi: You said the 'C' word.
Battousai: I did? Oh, you mean coffee. Yes, I did. Is coffee bad? We could get something else…
Komachi: No, coffee is good. My address is 304 Main Coone Dr. It's the little bungalow with the ugly pink paint and the green trim. My landlord picked it out. I think it was on sale.
Battousai: YOU live there?
Komachi: I'm sensing a cosmic sized conspiracy.
Battousai: Funny, I was thinking the same. You know the weasel works for my foster father. Ye gods, the idea of Shishou and Misao working in cooperation... The world may be doomed.
Battousai: I'm on my way.
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Komachi: has left the Chatroom at 22:01:13 10/28/2005
Battousai: has left the Chatroom at 22:02:32 10/28/2005
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End Chapter One: You've Got Mail!
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Coming up next…Chapter Three: Blog Dreams
2:30 PM October 30th, 2005
I seem to have a new BoyfriendThere you have it ladies and gentlemen. Kamiya Kaoru has been brought down at last. I was the last bachelorette in the group once Rooster popped the Question to Fox and Weasel wrestled the Ice Cube into the JP.
I'm not sure what Kenshin counts as, but he seems to be here for the long run. (I say as he stands in my kitchen making lunch and trying to read over my shoulder.) …
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Seiyuu: I don't know why I keep giving Kenshin such blaring weaknesses. I guess he's just such an awesome character in general that it's hard to write him without him turning into the male variant of a Mary-sue. (What would that be? Mack-jim? Bobby-jo? Goku?) I guess I just like to see him fallible every now and then. I try to keep his ability-set to canon, so I feel I can get away with making him semi-computer illiterate. After all, Kaoru can't cook. This way they make a little bit of a cooler couple by compensating for each other's weaknesses.
Lud·dite
n.
Named after Ned Ludd, an English laborer who was supposed to have destroyed weaving machinery around 1779.