Just as a side note, I think this chapter is even darker than when Kenshin died….
Oh and b4 I forget it amuses me a lot all those bad reviews I get telling me how much they love K/K and how much they hate my story...good 4 u! but if u hate my story so much, why r u reading it if ur just gonna bitch about it to me later ?….go read stories that have K/K loving each other….i don't like em' so I don't read them and I don't go bitching that ur stories suck… that is why it is called fan fiction ppl….but thanks to the ppl that have understood that this is my POV even if they do like K/K, and respect it….I'm not trying to offend anyone, but get real…
What had just occurred?
Was it really true?
Was this lump of flesh thrown at their feet really a man?
But more importantly, why had it occurred?
Why?
It was just so painful.
It was too much for a pure gentle heart to handle.
It gave way.
"Kaoru!" somebody screamed, it didn't matter who it was, nothing mattered at that moment. Kaoru had collapsed.
Megumi managed to regain some of her composure and started acting like the doctor she was.
"Misao," she said, forgetting the honorifics, "bring Soujiro-san in to the house and Yahiko you carry Kaoru."
Everyone was shaken to the core.
A son killing his father, and with his own technique and his very own sword?
'He…he used the Amakakeru Ryo no Hirameki' Soujiro had managed to say before he lost consciousness again.
Nobody could believe that Kenji even knew the Hiten-Mitsurugi Ryu, much less that he would use it on his father to kill him.
"Is Kaoru going to be alright?" Yahiko asked Megumi.
"It will all be up to her, but losing her husband and her son in one day is too much too handle, especially for someone like her."
"Is Soujiro going to be fine?" asked Misao, tears forming in her blue eyes.
"He will, but he will take a long time recovering."
"Just like Aoshi did." Misao told herself, trying to make herself feel better.
"Yahiko…please, take care of Ken-san's body." Megumi asked in a hoarse whisper after everything was settled with her patients.
Yahiko was the only able-bodied man, so he had the sad task of picking up Kenshin's remains. It was hard to do. The man that you had seen as almost a father was now a heap to flesh created by his own flesh and blood. It just wasn't fair.
Anger rushed through him. He wanted to kill Kenji, to wring his little neck, but he knew he couldn't. Kenji was gone.
"What do I do with him?" Yahiko asked once he took him from the public's eye.
"We will have to re-dress him….then bury him." Megumi said.
Nobody wanted to look at the body. It was too much to bear. The body was completely destroyed.
"Nobody deserves to have their body treated like that whether it be in life or in death." Megumi said, taking the courage to look at the carnage.
"Yeah, yeah." Everyone said in unison.
"Hey!...how's it…going?" a voice greeted before silencing itself at the somber looks of the there present.
"Sano?" Yahiko asked.
"Why the long faces?" the brunette asked.
"Kenshin….Ken…" but Yahiko could not finish.
"Ken-san is dead." Megumi stated bluntly.
"He's what? You have to be kidding."
"Why would I joke about something so serious?" Megumi said somberly.
"But who? How?"
"It…" but Misao cut Megumi off.
"It was Kenji." She said.
"Kenji?"
"Yes, now please keep your voice down and Yahiko and you come help me clean and dress Ken-san's remains." Megumi ordered.
It was as if in a dream. The cleaning and re-dressing of the shattered body. All three of them moved mechanically, the news slowly sinking in.
Megumi was a strong woman, but trying to keep herself strong to be of support for the rest was taking a toll on her.
"Just cry Megumi." Yahiko told her, seeing her emotional break-down.
"I can't. I just can't." but tears were already falling down her cheeks.
Elsewhere,
"Do you think Kaoru will be able to attend the funeral?" Misao asked.
"Who knows?" Tsubame said in a low barely audible voice.
"But if she doesn't wake up she'll miss her last chance to say good bye to the man she loves." Misao said.
That made everyone even sadder.
"I know I would want to see Soujiro to the end if…"but Misao could not finish. The sight of her husband lying unconscious with such a deep wound still bothered her and she did not want to think of what if.
"We understand. It must be a very painful feeling Misao-san." Tsubame told her. "I know I would feel like dying if something happened to Yahiko."
Silence reigned through the night.
Later that night, Megumi came back to the room.
"Megumi-san, do you think the Kaoru-san will be able to attend the funeral?" Tsubame asked.
"I doubt it. She still has not regained consciousness and we can't wait, the body needs to rest." Megumi said.
"It will be sad if she cannot give her last goodbye." Said Misao.
"But Kaoru has a high fever and it seems as if she's lost the will to live."
Everybody had tears in their eyes. Everybody had his or her heart broken.
