Painted Chord
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to the lovelies who review:
Drawkcab: ahhh! no wait here you go! hands her tray with laptop and fic stay with me!
mtgranola: Shinta is Kenshin's other personality, Battousai is just Ken-chan's nickname ah how'd you know? I'm an artist slashie musician...I paint, draw manga and play bass and flute! yay highfives
Ice Angel Kaoru: hands her money lol thanks for the complements! Turns out that Shinta seduced Kaoru into this, and when Shinta takes over Kenshin's mind, Ken-chan really doesn't know what's going on...poor Ken-chan...Kaoru was just caught in the moment...so she's not 'easy' or anything like that ,;;
Kira the Mizu Ryuu: hehe thanks, glad you like it
chakitattyla2h8: highfive! lol, no I'm not Japanese, I'm a weird mix of Puerto Rican, Italian, and Ukrainian pays her money but please stay with me here! lol o Totally agree with you about Kenshin's hot sezzy bod by the way .
I'm soooo happy...tears of joy
infidelmaki-
Disclaimer: if I was Watsuki-sama, I'd be a guy...checks definetly not a guy. So I...don't...owwwwnwnnn...Keeeennnnshhhiiiiinnnn sobs
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 Seven
Whole Lotta Love
Kenshin yawned and woke up. He was feeling so refreshed...so energetic...so naked? Why in God's name was he naked? He surveyed his surroundings and saw a small heap underneath his blanket. He curiously lifted it then yelped. There was Kaoru nestled into the crook of his neck, and she was also naked. What...did...I do...His mind screamed.
"Kaoru..." he nudged her. She blushed and shifted in the blanket.
"Please koshii...wake up..." she kissed his bare chest.
"KAORU!" He growled. She shot up out of bed. Blushing furiously as she grabbed the blanket to cover herself.
"Kaoru what happened! I'm so sorry...It's 'Shinta'...I'm so sorry. Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" Kaoru sweatdropped then broke into hysterical laughter.
"Kenshin, calm down." She smiled widely. "I'm ok. I'm sorry I um..took your virginity away but I couldn't resist."
"What do you mean?"
"It's 'Shinta'...he's just so...irresistable." She licked her lips. Kenshin blushed and placed his hand behind his head.
"Well..if you're ok then it's alright. I just thought you wanted to wait." Kaoru shrugged and laid back down.
"I guess I was just waiting for the right guy." She smiled and closed her eyes.
An hour later the two were showered, dressed, and eating. Kenshin had to be at an important concert soon, and Kaoru had to get to class. The two were now talking about moving in together. It would have seemed like they were moving too fast, but the two were deeply in love. Kenshin started looking for a job. He wanted to ask her to marry him. (A/N: they've been dating for 2 months peeps, check the last chapter) He wanted her all to himself...well...of course there was 'Shinta' lying around, but he didn't mind him anymore. He was starting to get along with his split personality. Kaoru had already gone off to her class, and Kenshin had just finished eating breakfast. There was something very important on his mind. He sat on the couch, he looked to both sides, then closed his eyes and began to meditate.
'Shinta'...
Hey
it's you. Lover boy...heheh...did you enjoy the surprise I left you
this morning?
I wish I was there last night to enjoy it. Why
did you do that to Kaoru? You took her innoncence away.
I really don't care. You should have been there. She was lovin' it.
You didn't do anything...'freaky' did you?
All 'Shinta' could do was laugh. Kenshin blushed and returned to the matter at hand.
'Shinta' please, all I ask for is my wedding night.
Wedding night? Are you kidding around?
No. I'm going to ask Kaoru to marry me at her graduation ceremony. I know she'll say yes.
C'mon, you really want me to give up the wedding night?
I just want to be there. My body may not be a virgin any longer, but 'Kenshin' still is.
Fine. But I want details in the morning.
Are you serious?
No. 'Shinta' chuckled, along with Kenshin, who played along nervously. I'll give you guys some privacy, and you give me your Saturday nights. Understood?
I guess that's ok.
It appeared that Kenshin had finally made peace with his demon inside him. Kenshin got up from the sofa and glanced at the hanging wall clock. He had to get to the concert in ten minutes! He pulled his cell phone from his pocket and dialed Aoshi.
"Aoshi I'm leaving for the hall now."
Why so late Himura? We have a lot of important stuff to do--
"Umm...Gomen Aoshi...I didn't go home last night." Silence from the other line. Kenshin heard Aoshi cover his phone with his hand and heard some muffled voices, then he heard cheers. He sweatdropped and flipped the phone shut. Thank God he had left Jasmine and his other equipment at the stage the other night. They had been practicing for this concert for a while. A lot of important people were going to be there, and it was almost garanteed that they would land a deal that night.
Aoshi plugged in Katsu's washburn. He had to fill in for him becuase the idiot had gotten himself arrested. He didn't mind the bass, though. It was a lot of fun, and he wasn't too bad at it either. He had started to tune up when Misao burst into the room.
"Aoshi-sama!" she practically tackled him.
"Aa...Moshi-moshi Misao-san." He responded. He began to get queasy. He was going to ask her out on a date after the concert, but here she was. He didn't want to be nervous all throughout the show...
"Misao will you go out on a date with me!" He yelled. Sano and Megumi peaked out from a closet.
"Is everything alright in here?" Sanosuke asked with a concerned look in his eye. Misao and Aoshi nodded. Sano gave them a thumbs up sign and looked up at Megumi. She stretched over his body and pulled the door shut. Aoshi returned his gaze to Misao. She probably has a boyfriend. I shouldn't have asked. Aoshi turned and began to tune Katsu's bass when Misao jumped on him.
"Of course I'll go out with you you idiot!"
That's when Kenshin walked in.
"I don't want to know." He said when he saw Misao on top of Aoshi and heard Megumi and Sano in the closet. He pulled his white gibson Les Paul from his gig bag and plugged it in.
A little boy with black spiky hair snuck into the concert hall. Such a large crowd for an underground band...He looked over his shoulder. The nuns probably know he snuck out by now. He just wanted to see what was going on across the street. He was a curious little boy of about fourteen years. An orphan as well. He practically grew up on the streets.
The hall was amazing. It was completely dark, but neon tracklights moved and outlined the crowd. Music was blasting and people were screaming. The mass of obscure shapes and sillhouttes moving to the music sent shocks of euphoria through Yahiko's body. Never before had he been exposed to such a hectic atmosphere. The pounding beat in his eardrums was enough to make him want to throw up. Still, he hollared and moved with everyone else. This was amazing.
Much to the crowd's dismay, the current band bowed and took their leave. The room was suddenly lit with icy blue flood lights. The next show was about to begin. An unseen voice rang through the crowd.
Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen... the voice began. Yahiko winced. This guy was way too loud. The lights pulsed to green, illuminating the hall.
It is my great pleasure to introduce to you...the lights went out.
HITEN MITSURUGI! The lights came back full force, and in red. Yahiko could barely make out the occupants of the stage. He stared as the guitarist began to thrash out a loud opening solo.
She's good. Yahiko mused. Not too bad lookin' either. The guitarist quickly flipped on a pair of dark aviators, making 'her' look all the more attractive. Then she pulled the microphone closer to her, and began to sing.
Wait a minute! Yahiko sweatdropped and nearly fainted. The woman he had been ogling was actually...a guy?
"Oh man..." he said aloud.
"You can say that again! That redhead is to die for!" came a female voice from next to him. He turned to face her. She had short brown hair, and timid brown eyes. However, by the way she was dressed and the way she danced, Yahiko could tell she was anything but timid. She was wearing a black halter top that clung to her curves, tight leather pants, and black stiletto sandals. She wore no makeup but red lipstick that made her look too old for her age.
"TSUBAME! What in God's name are you doing!" Yahiko yelled over the music. The girl suddenly realized she had been caught, and blushed a deep shade of red. Yahiko blushed slightly. Here was the shy, silent girl who had just transferred to the group home last month from her home in Tokyo, Japan. She was as old as Yahiko, why was she dressing and acting like this? Why was she here?
"Ya-Yahiko-chan..." she whispered. Yahiko's eyes flamed with rage.
"I told you, don't call me little! We're the same age!" Tsubame winced at the sound of his yell. Her eyes apologetic and regretful.
"Tsubame-kun...why are you here? Do the nuns know that you're gone?" He said, more gentle and concerned this time. Tsubame's eyes fell to the ground and she blushed even more (if that's possible).
"No...but please Yahiko-ch...Yahiko-kun! Please don't tell! I needed to get out for a while..." she trailed off and looked into his eyes. Hadn't he wanted to get away as well? Isn't that why he came here? And didn't he come here all the time anyway?
"O-okay...Tsubame-kun. Let's stay and have some fun! It's better than being alone ne?" A look of shock appeared on her face, but she quickly changed to a smile. She nodded in approval. Then Yahiko put his hand to her lips. She blushed and closed her eyes.
"Tsubame, pleeeassseee take this lipstick off. It makes you look like a pirate whore." Tsubame blinked and giggled. She took out a tissue from her pocket and wiped the makeup off. She looked over to Yahiko, who was already dancing and cheering at the band.
"These guys are awesome!" he yelled.
"Yeah!" she yelled in agreement.
"What!"
"I said yeah!"
"Oh!" He laughed. He was having the time of his life.
Kenshin had such an amount of adrenaline right now, he was afraid he was going to take his Jasmine and smash the guitar right through the amp. At the end of the last solo, he wiped his brow of sweat and signaled the others to start the next song. Both of them were sweating and totally into it. Kenshin grinned malicously.
You were right, a piece of 'metal' doesn't hurt every once in a while.
Yeah. But what kind of heavy metal was that? I couldn't understand a word of it...
It's 12012. My cousin from Tokyo sent me their CD last month. They're from Japan.
How come you can speak Japanese and I can't?
Nani?
Kenshin shook his head and caught up with the rest of the band. He allowed 'Shinta' to take over for a while. He matched Kenshin in skill, but one-upped him in passion and power. Kenshin may be quicker, but it made no difference. 'Shinta' had the edge that made his solos stand out more. Kenshin was too tired to play tonight. His body was exhausted from last night's...ehem...'unexpected passion' and he had a horrible knot in his stomach. 'Shinta' seemed overconfident and was trying to come out. Kenshin let him through for a while, he needed a break.
Yahiko and Tsubame took a break at the club bar near the front. Yahiko hailed the bartender.
"Yo Yahiko! What're you doing here?" cried a familar voice. Yahiko and Tsubame turned quickly to the intrusion.
"Yutaro? Hey what's up I haven't seen you in while!" He smiled as he gave his friend a high-five. Yutaro had been adopted a year ago by a rich restaurant owner. Tsubame glanced over her shoulder, feeling out of place.
"Oh Yutaro, this is Tsubame. She's a friend of mine from the group home." He grinned. Yutaro bowed respectively and took a seat on the stool next to Tsubame. Here they were, a couple of teenagers, and they were sitting at a bar.
"Can I buy you guys some sodas?" Yutaro asked with a slight smirk. Yahiko and Tsubame exchanged quick glances. With a shrug, Yahiko nodded. He could never pass up the opportunity to mooch off of someone else.
"Hey Yutaro, how'd you manage to sneak in here?" Yahiko interrogated with a snicker.His friend laughed and tipped the bartender who placed a pitcher of pepsi in front of them and three glasses.
"I could ask you the same question." He smiled brightly. Yahiko cocked his head confusedly as he poured his friends some soda. He was right. Yahiko knew this place in and out, one of his friends was the bouncer, and let him in all the time. He didn't want to know how Tsubame got in. Perhaps they didn't question her due to the way she was dressed. Yutaro seemed to notice the baffled look on Yahiko's face.
"My adoptive father owns this place. I'm allowed to come and go as I please." They were shocked. This was sudden. This was crazy. This was a whole new excuse to come here. Now Yahiko could score free drinks and food without having to sneak in!
"But don't even think that I'll be getting you free drinks after tonight." Yutaro stated.Yahiko's face reddened as did Tsubame's.
"Aw c'mon!" she unexpectedly cried, surprising the both of them.
The trio was greeted by one of the bouncers.
"Ah Raijuta. What's up?" Yutaro politely asked. Raijuta's face remained sullen as he reached into his jacket pocket, letting a laughing sliver of silver show through. Tsubame gasped. He had a gun.
A/N:Finally the appearance of Yahiko! and Tsubame, and Yutaro...ehehe...I love the way I portrayed Tsubame, although she is majorly OOC. A nice contrast from the original though.
I hope you all don't mind that I'll be focusing a lot on the other characters the next few chapters, I have oodles of surprises in store
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Next Chapter: The Battle of Evermore
She didn't want to burden her cousin with the custody of a young girl.
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