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I never get as many reviews as I did on the 1st chapter. Kenshin will be OOC sometimes so if you don't like that, don't read it! Thanks a lot, guys, yall greet!
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I peeked through my long veils of red to peer at my himitsu koishii. People wonder why I never cut my hair. 'It's to long' they say, 'it's raggedy' they tell me 'Hiya Shaggy!' they call me. Well, if you people ever wondered why I never cut my hair, it's so I can hide my eyes.
'Well, why not the back?' you might ask. Well, because then it would look like Ayame and Suzume cut it. THAT simply would not do!
This time was no different. Ever since Kaoru and I had met, my eyes had always been on her. But, she never could tell. Long, red locks really do have their usefulness, ne?
"Kenshin . . ." Kaoru's voice broke into my thoughts. I looked up eagerly, hoping that she couldn't tell I was watching her.
"Yes . . . Kaoru-dono?" I responded in my rurouni way.
"You haven't eaten a bite. Are you all right?" Oh, her worrying about other people drives me insanely mad! I love her for that.
Before I could answer, Yahiko opened his stuffed mouth. "Of course he's not okay! How can he be after eating this crap?"
Yahiko got a well-deserved smack from Kaoru. But in all honesty, I must agree with Yahiko. This stuff was HORRID!
And I'm not saying that I don't like Kaoru's cooking. Not at all; I like it a lot. But tonight . . . ICK is all I can say. She burned the kakitama-jiru. How do you burn that? IT'S SOUP!
"Only you could burn soup," Sano said, picking his teeth with his traditional fish bone. Kaoru took greet delight in shoving it down his throat.
"I wasn't talking to EITHER of you!" she yelled angrily. She resumed her seat on her tatami mat and looked back at me.
"Kenshin, I may not be the best cook in the world, but you usually eat it," Kaoru stated.
"The key word is 'usually'," Yahiko laughed. Kaoru threw the bowl of rice at him, hitting him square in the nose.
She continued. "But why not now? You haven't even picked up your chopsticks . . ." Her voice trailed off and I sensed a little loneliness from her.
I didn't answer only because I didn't know what to say. Rather, I stood up and walked out, shouting over my shoulder that I would prepare her bath.
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The warm sensation that the fire as giving off was so lovely. Yes, lovely. I can use lovely even if I'm a guy. Anyway, that's why I loved preparing baths. The warmth always has a tendency to calm and soothe the soul.
But, as always, there is a second reason as to why I like preparing Kaoru's bathes. I love it when she sighs when she lays down in the water. It makes me feel as if I accomplished something.
The door to the furo slide open and I heard the sounds of heavy cloth dropping to the floor without care. No doubt, it was Kaoru getting undressed. Kami knows what perverted thoughts had been racing through my mind.
Hearing the shoji shut shot up my senses. I don't know why but it did. The sound of her soft flesh hitting the water made me want to jump in with her. The moan the erected from her throat was enough to make me demented.
"How's the temperature Kaoru-dono?" I asked.
"It's perfect Kenshin!" she announced. I went soft and mushy inside, the praise I was procuring from her making me feel a sense of accomplishment.
I stood up and wiped the sweat off my forehead. I heard a knock at the dojo gates and went to go investigate.
Before me stood a man wearing a white hakama and blue gi. "I'm sorry, we don't want to purchase anything." I said, almost shutting the door. He stuck his foot out and caught it.
"Please, sir, I am not selling anything to you but a free offer," he said, tipping his hat lower to indulge his face in shadows.
"Like I said, we are not interested, so if you don't mind," I repeated firmly, going to close the door. He slipped through at the last moment and faced me.
He shook his head. "You might want to listen to this." I gave him a glare, not hard, but hard enough to let him know to get out while he can.
"Sir, leave. Now!" As you've noticed, I have zero patience with salesmen.
He took off his hat and revealed his face. "It's me! Kawa!" I looked at him funny then realized he was the one that wanted Kaoru to dance.
". . .Leave," I said sourly. He snorted.
"No way. I came with good news!" I narrowed my brow even further, not really wanting to listen.
"Leave," I repeated. He rolled his eyes.
"I can tell you really like that woman of yours."
"She's not mine nor anyone else's. She doesn't belong to someone." I really can't take it when someone calls her 'mine'. First off, as much as I liked to be, we are NOT dating. Second, she's her own woman. I don't believe in the laws that women are lower than men. And I don't believe like the Americans, that women have no say in politics.
"I want you to know that there is something you can give her to tell her you love her." I became a little suspicious.
I raised my eyebrow, looking at him sideways. "What do you mean?"
He looked around, making sure no one could hear him. He leaned close to me and whispered, "There's a guy called Ichiri Yama. Sells engagement rings for only ni yen a piece."
Ni yen! I didn't believe it. Those things cost like Y450 and THAT was the cheapest!
"Where can I find him?" I asked, just for laughs. He smirked.
"At the abandoned row house in Nagoya," he replied. Nagoya! That'd take me DAYS to get there!
"You're out of your cotton pickin' mind! I'd never get there in time for Tanabata. Thanks, but no thanks!" He shook his head.
"You didn't let me finish. He's a traveling merchant and he does his traveling at this time of year around Tokyo. His station is near the Zen Wa Shrine in the Jun'ko forest."
He turned to leave and spoke over his shoulder, "But only a woman can go get it from him. Good thing you got that part down."
I knew what he was getting at. And I really didn't want to do it. But I would do anything for Kaoru.
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