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When did my life get so complicated?

Was it when I was still a child and ran away from my master to join a war?

Or was it after she died?

No, I know when it got complicated. It was on the day I asked Kaoru to marry me.

Knowing that I did not love her as nothing more than a sister, I still asked her to marry me. I was trying to convince myself that I could eventually love her as a woman. I was wrong. I've tried, but it hasn't happened. To me, she's still not a woman. In my eyes, she is still a child.

From the beginning, it was a bad idea. She was, and still is to idealistic. Too pure. She could never really understand my bloody past.

She's given me comfort, she's lent me her ears, but she also believes in me. Like Yahiko, she blindly believes in me. To her, I am invincible. A good man. She doesn't care what I did before. To her the only one that exists is the me that is now, not the hitokiri me. But it is cruel to let her believe that. If only she could get into my mind and see the real me.

This me is even worse than the hitokiri me.

This me should join Shishio in hell and burn for all eternity.

"Kenshin, you are starting to worry me." Kaoru pulls me out of my thoughts. Everybody is still here.

"Oro?" I say, putting on my space-case façade. The façade she knows best.

She gives out a little laugh. "I hadn't heard you use that expression in a while.Maybe I have been overreacting, but come join us." She tells me, taking my hand.

"Pardon me for worrying you." I tell her.

She stops and turns to me, "Silly, why are you apologizing? As your wife I should worry when my husband is not feeling well."

"Thank you…" I say, "for loving me…even if I do not deserve that love." I finish in a whisper.

"You don't have to thank me for loving you."

I let it go, but I do have to thank her. Thank her for loving me when I do not love her.