Intoxicated: Chapter 3
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and all that jazz. Watsuki is horrible, he won't give me the boys or my soul back. Who thinks I should fly to Japan and yell at him? Anyone else I would kill, but Watsuki did come up with the angels, so I will settle. Love to all!
Update: Sano got drunk, confessed feelings to Kenshin, they screwed. Kenshin screwed it up. And now we come in.
"Um, Kenshin?" Kaoru's voice came from behind him. Kenshin, using better judgment for the first time tonight, did not turn around. Instead, he responded, looking back over his shoulder.
"Would you excuse this one for a moment, Kaoru? This one seems to have misplaced my clothes, this one must find them." With that, he shot out of the room so fast that Kaoru didn't get a second peek, something she had to admit she had wanted.
A moment later, Kenshin reappeared, clothed and still struggling to remember what he had done wrong. Sano had said he loved him, so why did he leave him like that? Had he not been good enough, No, the look he remembered in Sano's eyes chased that doubt out of his mind. So what could it be?
"So, Does this mean you and Sano are together?" Kaoru broke the silence, making him jump as he pulled himself out of his thoughts. He didn't notice the tremor in her voice until he looked up to see tears on her face. "I won't try to tear you apart, you looked really happy, I mean really happy. I guess you two will be moving out, I could help you pack. I just want to help you be happy…." She trailed off, tears rolling down her cheeks, breaking Kenshin's heart for the second time tonight. She rubbed her sleeve over her eyes' but her tears just wouldn't stop. Kenshin smiled; for once he knew just what to do.
He caught her chin and pulled her face level to his. He was in no way gentle, the harshness of it made Kaoru stop crying long enough to meet his eyes.
"Kaoru-dono, this one loves you; this one loves you a lot. It's just that this one love Sano in a different way. That doesn't mean that this one will leave you, that doesn't mean that this one wasn't happy staying with you. Far from it. You are one of the best people this one has ever known, you are the best friend a person could have. This one hopes you can forgive me for you finding out like this. Kaoru?" At the last she had pulled from his grasp and wouldn't look up from the ground.
"I am so happy for you. I forgive you. I hope Sano can as well." She met his eyes, tears of joy mending the tear she had caused in his heart earlier, cementing their friendship. He pulled her into a warm hug, only slightly guilty that he was hugging a woman and not Sano.
"Do you know why Sano left in such an ill mood? This one is utterly confused." He pulled out of the hug to watch her reaction.
"When I, um, interrupted you two, you, um, seemed to be, um, uhhhhhh, enjoying it. When I appeared, you jumped and left your, uhh, lover pretty quickly. Could he be angry that you left him right afterward and ran to my room, naked at that?" She was blushing furiously and stammering terribly. Suddenly everything fell into place. Thank the gods for Kaoru, she understood men more than she knew. But couldn't Sano understand that he had run after her to explain what she had walked in on? Did he over examine things that much? The answer was yes, because Kenshin knew he would have done the same in the same circumstance. Gods, he was a fool.
"Kaoru, would you go with me tomorrow to help me explain it, this one thinks that you could testify to my absentminded state."
"Of course, I guess this is good night then."
"Yes, thank you very much." Kenshin got up to leave. AS he was walking out the door, Kaoru seized him from behind in anther hug, whispering "I love you very much, have a nice sleep," in his ear.
"This one loves you too, and this one know this one will sleep like a log tonight." Kenshin squeezed her arm before walking to his room, not even looking back to see the blush he knew was there.
EEEEEEK! I updated, hope this clears up why Sano was angry. Review and I like constructive criticism as well as good reviews. But the criticism had better be constructive, or I will write very angrily, using a stick to beat you through the letter. I love you all, and Watsuki owes me a soul.