Hey there, Co chan here. Sorry it's been so long since an update but things have definetly been going on. Guess what, I'm in uni, how scary is that! Anyway I'll be trying extra hard to get this story finished so thanks for bearing with me.

Disclaimer

I, Cochan, solemnly swear that I do not have ownership of Rurouni Kenshin the series. Although I really want to, you know what, maybe it can be shared with me. I'm nice enough I reckon.. no? You don't think so?

Well stuff you then. Go gag on a biscuit!

A brief recap on last chapter

By that stage Misao was sitting on the roof watching Yahiko huff and puff for his breath. At that point Kenshin snuck up behind Kaoru and grabbed her around the waist, making her shriek. He gave a small laugh and looked at Sanosuke.

"You're just in time for lunch," he stated with a smile.

"What can I say, I have great timing," Sanosuke replied and grinned.

"Too bad it doesn't help your sense of direction," Yahiko piped in, giving up his chase to join in the conversation.

"No one asked you twerp," Sanosuke replied hotly.

"What did you call me!"

"Okay then, time for lunch, that it is," Kenshin interrupted. "Misao-dono?" he called.

"In here, I'm already inside," she replied.

Everyone went inside to start on lunch and had just started when Misao tried to get everyone's attention.

Chapter 11

Kaoru looked over at Misao, "What is it Misao-chan?"

"I just thought I'd let you guys know Aoshi and I will be leaving for Kyoto tomorrow," she announced.

A grin spread across Yahiko's face, "It's about time, I thought you would never leave. I mean it's hard enough with busu here but with you as well…" he never quite got the last bit out.

"What was that!" Misao and Kaoru screeched in sync.

Then Kaoru grabbed her bokken, Misao her kunai and Yahiko decided to run like hell.

After all this had passed Kaoru turned to Kenshin, "Kenshin, how about we join Misao and Aoshi?"

Kenshin looked at her slightly confused, "Oro? Join them where?" Kenshin asked quizzically.

"To Kyoto of course, Kenshin no baka," she replied.

He looked over at her exuberant form which was currently buzzing from the idea and sighed, "That sounds like a fine idea Kaoru."

"Really? Oh thank you Kenshin. I'll go ask Misao-chan if it's alright," and with that she skipped out of the room to find Misao who had disappeared not long before.

Kenshin then turned to Sanosuke and Yahiko, "Are you two going to come as well?" he asked innocently.

Yahiko shook his head, "I promised Tsubame I'd help her at the Akabeko over the next few days," he explained and then shrugged.

Sanosuke turned to him, "helping out you girlfriend, huh Yahiko-CHAN," he teased.

"Shut up," was Yahiko's short response as he got up and left.

"What about you Sano, will you be coming?" Kenshin questioned.

"As much as I'd like to scab all the free food I have to stay here. I promised Megumi I'd treat her to a home cooked meal sometime this week," he explained.

Kenshin's jaw dropped, "you cook Sano! I had no idea you knew how to cook," Kenshin babbled.

"Of course I know how to cook. Geeze Kenshin, give me a little credit," Sano said rolling his eyes.

Suddenly laughs and guffaws were heard from the opposite side of the shoji.

"Oh Megumi, I looove you. Let me cook you dinner and then we can have little rooster-foxes. MWA, MWA, MWA," and then sloppy kissing noises were made.

Sano had turned bright red and was clenching his teeth. In the next second Sano's fist was through the shoji and Yahiko was finding it hard to breath with the strong hand gripped around his throat.

"Maa maa Sano, he's starting to go purple, time to let go now," Kenshin tried to reason.

After Sano's hand had been pried off Kaoru came skipping into the room.

"Kenshin, Misao-chan says that's fine. We're going to Kyoto!" she exclaimed excitedly.

Kenshin smiled at her in response. It was then that Kaoru saw that damage in the shoji.

"Who did that!"

NEXT DAY

No one was there to farewell the two couples as they departed for Kyoto. Memories floated through the heads of a certain rurouni and his partner of the last time. Looking at each other they smiled, gripped the others' hand tighter and continued walking behind a bouncing young girl and her silent, almost ice-like entourage. This time was assured to be different; it would be a good time. This is what each ones voice of reasoning echoed within their heads. Nothing would happen on this trip, or would it?