Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin

Rating: T some swearing and lime

A Fight for Love

By The Dead Writer

Summary: How a one month vacation turned into another life. KxK


PART III – The Story

(POV Kenshin)

DAY 15, when Kaoru took residence in New York.

"What are you writing about?"

"Ah, hello Kenshin. How are you? I think that's the normal way to begin, ne?"

"I'm fine." I made a mock bow. "And how are you doing, Miss Kaoru?"

"You lift my spirits up, Mr. Kenshin. Do you want to go to lunch? My treat! I found a good Japanese restaurant."

"I'm sorry, my Lady." I took her hand. "But I wouldn't be a gentleman if I would let a lady pay. But Japanese sounds good."

"Really, Kenshin, drop the act."

"What? I thought you liked being treaded as a lady. For once." I got an elbow in my stomach for that remark.

"I'll get you for that!"

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- At the Japanese restaurant -

We got a table for two with a view to the inner garden. I looked at my silent companion. I really do like being with her.

"So, what were you writing down? Another adventure of yours?"

"No, just a comical story that I had in mind. I was in the mood for something light and funny."

"What is it about?"

"Why are you so interested?"

"It's not every day that I meet a woman with a mind full of stories. And I want to know your mind." I want to know everything about you. "Are you going to answer my question?"

"It's about a female figure-skater, named Megumi. She lost a lot of partners because of her attitude. No one can match up with it. So the men got fed up with it and left her alone. She has about a month to find a new partner and train before a figure-skating contest begins. Her manager searched and found a male. A rude hockey-player, that had been kicked off the team because he got involved in too many fights. He hopes that the hockey-player can measure up with her temper. The hockey-player agreed. For him it was a chance to get back on the team for good behavior. There was also a second reason."

Dinner came and we ate.

"What was the second reason?"

She laughed. "He's a womanizer. So you can imagine what happened when they met. An instant hate-relationship was established. It's really hysterical in which situations they put themselves in. But deep down, there is an attraction… sigh… There is just one problem with the story."

"And that is?"

"I can't figure out a good name for the hockey-player."

"What about Sanosuke?"

"Sanosuke and Megumi." Her eyes lit up. "Perfect!" She took her book and wrote it down.

"Do you have other stories written down?"

"Yes, but they aren't finished yet."

"How come?"

"I normally don't have that much time. A real pity…"

"You're on vacation now."

"That's true and I also live it like I want to. I have another fifteen days before I have to go back to my old life."

"Do you want to go back?"

"No, but sometimes we have to do things we don't want to do. Once I get back, there will be no Kamiya Kaoru."

"You're getting married that fast?"

"…Yes."

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"Doesn't your fiancé mind that you're talking to me?"

"Why? We're just talking."

"And eating together."

"It's not like he's keeping me company on my vacation… Tomorrow morning he'll be gone for five days. Some business in Florida."

"He leaves you here alone?"

"Hey! I'm a big girl! I can take care of myself."

"I have no doubts about that. But he's still leaving you alone in a foreign country."

"Not so foreign. I know you…" Is she blushing? "Here, eat this." And she pushed it in my mouth. "Good, ne? Well, sorry, you can't have more…"

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She looked at the inner garden.

"I have never been to Japan," I said, "I wonder if the inner gardens are as beautiful as here."

"You call this beautiful? Then I believe you when you said you've never been to Japan."

"…"

"The inner gardens are the most beautiful at night. Even when it's just a pond with a few trees… Little flying lights gives the garden an inner glow."

"Lights?"

She looked at me again. Stunning captivating blue eyes…

"Fireflies. If you can capture one alive and let it go after making a wish. It will come true."

"Have you ever captured one alive?"

"Yes, but my wishes didn't come true."

"What did you wish for? Oh, wait, you can't answer that question, else it wouldn't come true."

"I told you it didn't, so I don't think it'll make that much of a difference if I told you… I wished, when I was little, to become a princess for one night. I would wear a beautiful blue dress and enchant my prince with one look." She looked faraway in thought. "He would dance with me all night. Around midnight he'll take me to the royal gardens. Our way will be lightened, only by the moon and the stars. I will see a firefly and it will guide us to a beautiful pond surrounded by those hundred flying lights. I can see our silhouettes in it, smiling back at us, becoming one. Just like our hearts."

After a moment of silence, I spoke again. "Well, princess, I don't know about the last part, but I can make the first part come true."

"You can?" She looked kind of sceptical.

"Don't take this the wrong way, but there is a ball and I need an escort. One that keeps me out of boredom."

"Let me guess, you chose me… What kind of a ball?"

"A business ball."

"Auch! You're asking a lot! I want a romantic ball, not a room full of stiff suits. You really know how to tread a lady!"

"I'll make it up on the dance floor."

"You can dance?"

"Of course! I know how to sweep a woman off her feet."

"So you can't step on them."

I rolled my eyes. "So, are you going to lessen my burden at the ball?"

"Can I give you my answer tomorrow?"

"Sure,… Damn, it's already 14.20. I have a meeting in ten minutes. Do you mind if I leave early today?"

"And here I thought that a lunch break ends at two. I'll see you tomorrow. In the park?"

"Yes, absolutely."

I paid for dinner and we went our separate ways.

I can't wait until tomorrow.