I Know I promised I was never going to write another fan fiction again, but I couldn't help myself...this idea just hit me while I was in the shower and I just couldn't let it pass. So let's get it over with, shall we?

Ten years ago, I had loved and lost...

...and now...

I still can't find my place in life. I've drifted and wandered ever since She died. Nothing has ever been the same. Fate can be cruel sometimes, and I was one of its victims. She was the person that gave my sorry life meaning, really gave me a reason to live. I had no right to live, nor did I have the right to love her, but I did, and so did she. Before her, I was just a dead man walking. I ate, I slept, I had my flings, but nothing mattered, for inside I was dead. I was just a little more than an empty hollow thing. Food had only the taste of blood for me, sleep brought no rest to my disturbed soul, but then on the night that rained blood, everything changed. All the pain I had felt was suddenly lifted from my soul. I met her.

Life made sense again...

...then just as soon as I had gotten it, it was all taken away from us.

If you have never faced betrayal, pray that you will never in your path encounter a traitor, somebody that would back stab you in a blink of an eye. That is what happened to us.

Like I said before, I had no right to love her, for I had taken away her happiness, and revenge was what brought her to me. Previous to our fateful encounter, I had mercilessly slaughtered her fiancé, for you see I was an assassin. By a trick of destiny, we were together for a year, and even though I acted cold towards her, she learned to love me, as I did her. Then it all happened.

The shadow of revenge had not left us, and in the end she took her revenge on me. We were lured into a trap and I lost her. I was the one responsible for disappearance from this world; it was I that gave her the final blow.

When she died I thought I had died with her, and in a way I did, but my body still functioned. I continued through life, until finally my mission was done and I could finally amend for my sins.

Nowadays, I've settled down, but the ghosts of my bloody past still haunt me. Some old enemies still look to fight and kill the man I once was, but they don't know that he is already dead. I killed him when I laid down my sword and took up my sakabato.

"Kenshin!" I hear somebody call. I turn around and see Kaoru standing there. She probably wants me to do the laundry.

I walk towards her and ask her what she needs me to do. I was right; she wants me to do the laundry.

I don't mind doing this; I enjoy the company of Kaoru and the rest of the people who live at the dojo with her. There's never a dull moment.

After ten long years of self-sacrifice, I found my way to Tokyo where I met a young lonely girl. It was Kaoru.

I have been living with her for about a year, and what a great year it has been. I have never been happier in my life since She happened.

I think I have found the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, but there's one thing that still bothers me. It is a ghost of my past that I wish would not return, but I know that he will come back sooner or later, and until he re-appears I can't live in total peace.

I fear for the people that I care for, because he has a deep hatred fro me, and he has all the right in the world to hate me, I was, after all, the one who killed the person we both cared about the most.

Yes, I killed her. Short and simple. It was my sword that cut through her flesh and tore everything it found in its path. It was his sister.

Yukishiro Enishi. His sister and my wife, Yukishiro Tomoe.

Uh…first chappie's done….hope u like it…..i did…..oh and don't think im a K/K fan, cus I'm not…..but…oh u'll see what I'm up too……and no im not gonna bash Kaoru so don't get offended b4 hand..k'?