Rating: T some swearing and lime
A Fight for LoveBy The Dead Writer
Summary: How a one month vacation turned into another life. KxK
PART II – Run Away
(POV Kenshin)
DAY 14, when
Kaoru took residence in New York.
I
couldn't stop myself. My feet took me to the park. I knew she was
taken, but my body didn't care. And there she was again, sitting on
the bench, reading a book.
You
should fight for what you truly want.
Damn
it, that sentence goes into everything I believe. I never tried to
take another man's woman. They are off territory.
Who
is she? Why is she so special that I can throw away my principles so
easily?
"It's lunchtime! Do you want to go eat somewhere, Miss?"
"Do you know of a place?"
"There is a very good haute-cuisine close by."
"You do not have to empress me. A sandwich bar with good soup will do."
"If I was planning to empress you, I would take my princess…" I took her hand and pulled her up. "…and place her in front of me on my black steed. We will be riding on the wind to a French bistro and at night…" I twirled her around. "…I would dance with her under the moon and the stars. They'll be our only witnesses."I love to hear her laugh.
"Perhaps you should write a book."
"No, my fantasy adventures are only for you."
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- At the sandwich bar -
Right in front of me was the woman that preoccupied my dreams. A face without a name."Kenshin, Himura Kenshin."
"I'm Kamiya Kaoru."
"Are you from America?"
"No, I'm here on… vacation, for a month. Well, to be exact, I have a bit over two weeks before my vacation ends."
"Vacation?" Just two weeks left… Can I make her mine? Two weeks."My fiancé stays in the States for a month, because of business and I travelled with him."
There you have that F-word again. "What do you do when you're not on vacation?""I teach children around seven years old. And you?"
"Businessman." Should I say I'm the owner of one? Perhaps she's like them.
"Businessman? What do you do to get over the boredom?"
I laughed. Not like the others, but she's right. My daytime job is rather… inappropriate with my personality. But my night job gives me an out lid. And now I have also my lunch breaks.I glanced at her.
My lunch breaks with her.
"You broke my monotonous life."
"So you started to live…" She whispered it so quietly. I think that sentence wasn't meant for my ears. "When was the first time you saw me?"
"A week ago, in the park."
"What was on your mind?"
"Huh?"
"Nobody just walks alone in the park without a purpose."
"I wanted to get out of my life, even if it was for an hour."
"We have something in common then."
"I don't think so. Your life is just beginning. You have your vacation, not a bored job, later marriage, children,…"I felt nauseous when I talked about her future life. A life without me.
"A life stippled out before it even started. I don't think you can call that a life."
"You're running from your programmed life?"
"I'm not running. I'm tolerating it. Every one around me is happy with my life. Why should I change it?"
"You're unhappy with it."
"What effort are you putting in, to change your life? You ran to the park to escape it."
Clever woman. "I just had enough about greedy people. I went to the park to get away from them.""Greedy people?"
"Yes, the ones that adore money, fame, power and sex."
"Every one is greedy in their own way. It's human's nature."
"What's your way?"
"I try not to follow it too much, but if I have something that I don't want to share, then I would be gre…"
"Like?" As an eager child waiting to open his Christmas present, I waited for her answer.
"My shadow-walker with a soul waiting for salvation. I won't share him with any one! He's my liberation, just like I'm his."
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"How's the soup, Kaoru?"
"It's good. You chose well. And here I thought that American food had no taste."
"A rumour, created by the rest of the world, to keep their own economy stable."
"I read that Americans don't cook very often."
"I wouldn't know. I just know that I cook almost every day."
"You can cook? For yourself?"
"Sometimes, but most of the time some friends of mine drop in, uninvited I may add." I frowned. I remembered how Sano barged in my apartment the other night, demanding to be fed. There went my relaxing dinner and evening."At least yours come when you cook. Mine call beforehand. They want to know if it's safe to come to see me."
"Safe?"
"Yes, when I cook, my kitchen is a battlefield. Nothing survives!"
"It can't be that bad."
"My beautiful kitchen darkens when my touch gets in its reach."The twinkle was back in her eyes. What has her mind now in store for her?
"Shadows play around it and in the middle a storm is created to demolish my kitchen before I can touch it."
I arched an eyebrow. "You sound like you inflict your kitchen torture by just glancing at it."
"You should see my kitchen shrink under my touch. If it could, it would have ran away from me."
I laughed.
"You're so refreshing." I'm sure that your touch can make me feel alive again.
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My lunch break came to an end. I paid for dinner, even after her resistance. We said goodbye and she strolled back to the park. There was just one thing that I would like to know."What are you afraid of?"
"Excuse me?" She stopped and turned around.
"You are unhappy in your current life and yet you tolerate it for the happiness of the people around you. What are you afraid of?"She looked away. The few seconds became minutes. What is she thinking?
"I don't want to be alone. Even now I feel the loneliness, but it escapes me when I'm with my fiancé… At night I feel it again, even if he sleeps next to me…"
This time she was the one that took off and I made no move to follow her. I know that feeling.
