Kaoru had no idea what she had done! She casually walked back to her family dojo. The lights flickered on the cement streets of Tokyo.
A chilling creepy breeze blew by her. Battousai hid in the shadows of the alley following the girl named Kaoru Kamiya.
"Is there going to be a storm tonight?" she asked herself. She looked around the streets. Usually it would be packed with cars, but the city looked abandoned.
Kaoru looked down at her watch. It was only 7:00. Then she felt a presence. She looked down into an alley and only blackness met her ocean blue eyes.
"Huh. Weird," she said then started back to her house, at a quicker pace this time.
Kaoru made it home in 5 minutes. "Dad!" she called out. No answer. Kaoru looked out the window and saw that her dad's car was gone. Then she headed over to the fridge to get some dinner. She saw a note on the door.
Kaoru, I had to work again tonight. It'll probably be all night. Please get some rest.
Love you, Dad.
PS: pizza in the fridge.
"He's always working late!" she complained while stuffing a piece of pizza in her mouth. Kaoru was mother had died giving birth to her. She had no siblings, no friends, and not even a pet to keep her company.
Kaoru headed to her room. She plopped herself down on her bed.
"I don't why I do this to myself," she said.
"But that was fun today in the shack," she said to herself. She let her eyes close and soon she was asleep. She slept soundly.
Then a huge bang woke her up. Kaoru sat up in her bed. She looked over at her clock.
12:00. "Midnight," she said. She got up and headed down stairs to see if her dad was back. Lightning struck outside.
Kaoru listened carefully. She heard raindrops hitting her house.
Still unaware of what that bang was, she took extreme caution. It might have been a robber. She silently tiptoed downstairs in the darkness of her home.
She saw a shadow swoop from the living room to the kitchen.
"Stop!" she yelled running after the shadow.
She flew into the kitchen. She tried the lights. They were dead.
"Should have figured," she whispered. Then she went over to the emergency drawer and pulled out a flashlight. It was dead as well. She then tried the phone. No dial tone.
"I swear! Is there anything in the house that isn't dead?" she asked.
Then she heard a voice right behind her.
"Yes," it said.
Kaoru froze. The voice sounded so familiar, yet deadly. She felt something cold at the back of her neck.
"Turn around slowly," he said. Kaoru slowly turned around to be met by a pair of gleaming amber eyes. Kaoru looked up at her attacker.
He was just a few inches taller than her. He had blood red hair tied back in a high ponytail. His bangs shaped his gorgeous face perfectly. A cross shaped scar was plastered on his left cheek to add to the ferocity of his appearance. He wore traditional samurai attire. A katana was in his hands with a wakizashi at his side.
Kaoru gasped and tried to make a run for it.
A pair of strong arms wrapped themselves around her body, stopping her from going any further. A cold bite of steel that appeared at her neck sent shivers down her spine.
"Move and I'll slit your throat," he said. Kaoru stood as still as a corn stalk.
"What do you want?" asked Kaoru, now trembling with fright.
"I want you my dear," he said.
"Who are you?" she asked.
"Hitokiri Battousai," he said.
"And I came here to thank you for freeing me," he said.
"Freeing you?" asked Kaoru, starting to struggle.
"You won't get free," said Battousai. His already tight grip tightened some more. Kaoru hissed in pain.
"Let go of me!" she screamed. She wouldn't stop screaming. Battousai clasped his hand on her mouth to shut her up.
"You want to attract attention?" he asked. Kaoru nodded her head.
"Funny," his demonic voice said. Then he head butted her. Kaoru collapsed to the ground knocked out.
"You're coming with me precious," he said picking up her limp body and taking off at amazing speed right into a monstrous thunderstorm.