Painted Chord
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Thanks to Sims are Awesome (don't worry he won't fall in love with Tomoe, but I may throw her in for some drama ;) ) and to chakitattyla2h8 (I hate when Kenshin cries too! Don't worry, there won't be anymore of him crying ) for their reviews! I'm sooo happy! -tears of joy-
infidelmaki-
Disclaimer: cries I don't own them...but more importantly..I don't own Kenshin! sob sob ;;
Summary: An artist meets the guitarist of her dreams, the only problem is he has a split personailty disorder. So who is Kaoru really in love with? Kenshin, or his split personality 'Shinta'? (AU, KK, AMi, SMeg Rated T)
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Chapter Four
Kashmir
Kaoru shifted on her futon. She opened her lids and viewed the man laying across from her. She brought her hand up and traced a cross-shaped scar.
"Aishiteru rurouni." She smiled. The redhaired man exhaled and grabbed her hand. He kissed it, then replaced it onto the futon.
Kaoru sat up in her bed, and removed the comforter from her body. "What was that?" She thought aloud. Her face was burning. She held her hand and looked for a sign. That was him. Again with that dream. The boy she always dreamt about, he had to be Kenshin Himura.
"Did she ever call you back?" Kenshin mumbled into the phone.
no. Kenshin just give it up. We don't need such a prestigous label. We can get something else.
"No that's alright. Whatever. Listen...um..practice tomorrow at five m'kay?" Kenshin said his last goodbyes to Aoshi and flipped his cell phone shut. Why was he so jumpy after yesterday's gig? It was that girl. She had a pair of eyes that penetrated down to his very soul. Who was she?
He pulled on his jean jacket and locked his door behind him. Some coffee will help calm me down. He jogged down the stairs and down the street. He reached the corner coffee shop and ordered plain black coffee.
Kaoru jingled the door handle bells as she pulled the door open and tapped across the tiled floor and up to the counter.
"Hey Tae." she muttered. Tae smiled from behind the counter and began entering something into the cash register.
"The usual right Kao-chan?" Kaoru grinned up at Tae. She shook her head yes, and leaned against the counter to wait. Her eyes drank in the warm atmosphere. Various plants hung from the ceiling, black and white tiles checkered the floors. Several booths dotted the corners and some bistro tables were scattered here and there. It was early in the morning, but already the Akabeko was packed with customers. Kaoru sighed and looked out the large shop windows.The streets were cluttered with cars and yellow cabs, and the rising sun was reflecting off numerous skyscrapers. A typical morning... Kaoru sighed and flung her head back, hitting her head on a plastic pastry display case.
She yelped in pain and rubbed the back of her head.
"Kaoru-chan are you alright?" Tae asked while handing Kaoru her cappucino. Kaoru nodded and blushed.
"I'm so clumsy today. Ever since that concert last night..." Kaoru trailed off. Oh no! I'm thinking about Kenshin again! Then the door bells jingled, and in he walked.
Kenshin huffed into the Akabeko. He pulled up his jacket collar and hugged his shoulders. Why was it so cold in the middle of June? He sauntered up to the counter and gave a fake smile to Tae.
"Ohayo Tae-dono!"
Kaoru stood there speechless. It was him! She blushed and turned away. Kaoru clutched her styrofoam cup with a sweat hand. It's warmth was welcomed on this oddly cold day. She located a rare open booth near the shop window and sat down. She lowered her eyes upon her coffee, she didn't want Kenshin to see her red face. He seemed oblivious enough to her presence, so she brought the warm container up to her lips and sipped gratefully. A cold sensation crept down her spine and through her lowerback, making her shiver. She quickly elevated the cup to her mouth and took another gulp, downing the last of it. Her mind drifted off to the red headed guitarist she saw the night before. Even if he was staring at her, maybe even singing to her, last night --she'd never have a chance with him. He'd probably think she was some geeky art college girl who only wanted to date him because she was a fangirl. But wasn't she? She didn't even know the boy, and here she was falling in love with him.
But that song he sang last night...the one about the fireflies. The words were so soft, gentle...so familar. She had to have heard them before. She had felt so said during some parts of that song. After the concert and she had walked Misao home, she broke down and cried in her bedroom. Then things got worse when she had that dream.
Kenshin ran his hands through his hair while he sipped a carton of orange juice. Taking a bite of his bagel, he went to the other side of the cafe and sat in a bistro table. He inhaled the comforting smell of the cafe and sat back in his chair. I feel so weird today. I feel like I'm forgetting something...He began to get a headache. Was it the image of that mysterious girl that gave him a migrane? His eyes widened. It wasn't her that made him feel this way. He hastily got up from his table and made his way to the bathroom. By accident, he bumped into a booth table and almost knocked its occupant out of the booth.
"Ah gomen nasai! I was in a hurry I'm so sorry..." A girl with ocean eyes stared up at him. His eyes widened as he recognized her. "It's you!" he whispered. She smiled up at him and he grinned back. Then his headache shook him from happiness.
"I'm so sorry. I'll be right back." He turned quickly with a frown and broke for the bathroom.
He clicked the door shut behind him and dashed to the sink. Running some cold water, he stole a glance in the mirror. Oh no...His eyes were flashing between violet and amber. I forgot to take my pill...Then everything went black.
A/N:oo I left you all with a cliffy! I can't wait to write this next chapter, I'm so excited! o
Next Chapter: What is and What should Never Be
Kenshin was right, she waited til they left before she would cry. A painful tinge of guilt flipped his stomach.
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