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#4. Fence

(edited 01/07/12)

I belong here, in this swamp near the pond. I've spent half of my life here, alone. But living those long years with only the meadows to accompany me – I admit –was quite lonely. I just wished I could share this peace with somebody.

There she is again, the girl from the nearby town.

He never failed to catch ebony head every time she passed by, he grew used to her carefree laughter that he can hear even from this distance. Deep in his heart he had been nursing a wish: that someday, if luck allows it, she would even notice the barren thatch of his roof.

And maybe I could invite her in for coffee, or maybe something else. He thought. She might… someday.

And that dream haunted him. A small bud of hope that helped him carry on his daily routine of watching her from his window.

The only thing that was his saving grace is the lonely home he kept on maintaining since his first wife died.

Well, let's not get to that part.

But this time he had a good look at her distressed form as her steps strayed away from the road. Wary eyes watched her as she flopped down facedown to the grass. He waited for her to get up but it seems that she wouldn't. Maybe she had fallen asleep. He ran outside to her spot, where tall but soft grass grew. She failed to sense him coming closer, so with utmost care he shoved the thick grass and he was stunned. From afar, he could only see her ebony hair swinging behind her; he had also assumed that she had a milky skin; so much unlike those people he used to see here in the village.

He didn't realize he had ogled her longer when she opened her eye and squinted at the sudden light on her eyes.

I thought she would run screaming at the sight of my branded face but what I saw next was an amazing sight. Her eyes are so blue I thought it's the reflection of the sky.

"You're the Battousai." She said in a wistful voice.

I didn't have to introduce myself though...

Without answering her, he said instead. "You did well to come here. There is always a cure here when the heart is troubled."

For a moment she just stared at me so he continued speaking. It's quite hard for him not to scare her away since he had not associated with people so for so long.

"I've found myself here many times, that's why I live here"

This is the demon from the pond?

Kaoru stared, struck at the cross shaped scar on the man's face. Was it what they call the devil's mark?

The soft husky voice continued "..people wonder why I chose to live here so close to the swamp, but I think you had the hint. I could see it in your face a moment back…. The meadow has spoken to you too, hasn't it?"

She didn't know when the feeling of fear began to pass away. Somehow, this man seemed to belong here, so much a part of this quiet lonely place that his voice might have been the voice of the meadow itself.

"I didn't intend to come here, really" Kaoru found herself explaining. She didn't notice the light that lit up the man's face when she finally responded to his monologue. "..I always meant to come back, but this morning I just seemed to get here by accident."

"You must be hungry, It's high time for lunch; would you care for a bite?" he bid.

"I must have been gone for long..." She hitched herself awkwardly to her feet. Reminded of the time, she shook out her skirts. "I must go back," she said hastily

Her eyes were still fixed on him as she got up to her feet; He was quite taken aback when she addressed him by the demon's name. And it's just then that he noticed she was wearing kendo training clothes, he could still see traces of sweat on her clothes as the dust from the ground clung to her skin.

"you better not go back looking so," he said pointing to her wrinkled and soiled clothes.

With the irrational thinking of the people here, anyone could tell things about her. And he didn't want her to be another victim of their foolishness.

She scanned herself and a blush came up to her cheeks as she realized his point.

"Whatever it is, you can stand up to it better with a bit of food inside. Come along! It's no distance at all."

Kaoru wavered, but more than that, she was very curious. Whatever this strange man might be, he was certainly harmless and unexpectedly appealing. He moved ahead now, confident that she would accept his invitation. She hurried after him giving way to her own impulse. Late as it was, she was far from eager to return to the house.

The little hut with its lightly thatched roof slumped at one corner. It looked as though it could never survive a stiff wind, let alone a flood.

"There's a well behind the house, you can wash your face there if you like"

Kaoru let the bucket down and watched as the far-off circle of reflected sky rippled. The water was deliciously cold on her flushed face and she gulped it thirstily straight from the bucket. She then smoothed her hair and retied her hakama and then went into the little house.

Inside the small house was a table, a chest, a bedstead with a faded quilt and a few ancient kettles that hung about the clean swept hearth. He had already set the table when she came in. on the wooden table, a plate of small corn cake and a gourd filled with fresh goat's milk. He sat watching as the girl ate, taking nothing himself.

Probably, she thought too late, that was every bit of food he had!

Kaoru looked about her. "This is a neat room.." she said without thinking. It might be plain and bare but the way he kept everything in its dormant place gave her a feeling of peace.

"I'm Kamiya Kaoru, I teach children at my uncle's dojo, I moved in with them since my father died. I just came here often because it reminds me of my home town."

"Ah,… homesick" It was both an inquiry and a statement.

Tears threatened to fall from her eyes. No one, since she had come here had ever really cared for her feelings, except Megumi and Yahiko. She scarcely knew where to begin, but all at once, she was finding eager words for the happy days in Tokyo with her father, the training and the festivals. Then she came to her father's death to her flight here.

"So… would you tell me how I found you in that state earlier?"

"oh, that…" she chuckled then let out a long breath "my uncle dismissed me from the dojo. Some of my students started trouble in town."

"Oh, you practice swordsmanship?"

"My father taught me before I could learn my letters. Our sword style is one that protects people." She proudly said. He just nodded.

"My father didn't like violence. I could guess you are, too"

Totally ignoring her last statement, he just said "So in that case, we do have another thing in similar aside from our attraction to the meadows."

"You're a swordsman?"

"Once, I was patriot back then.. but that was a long time ago."

He had fought in a war once, she thought. There were so many questions she wanted to ask, but dared not to. yet one couldn't help but come out.

"but…. After all those years, being alone, don't you get lonely?"

Ah,.. he smiled"I am sometimes, but I am very much contented with what the meadows gave me," he looked at her "..I think it does the same to you.."

She smiled back at him, the first true one she gave someone since she came in this small town. She was right, not everyone is corrupted in this place. The meadows fulfilled its promise.

He spoke, looking at the empty space "The first I came here, I thought I won't be able to last against the floods. But I have no choice but to keep on trying." He chuckled, as if remembering something funny in the past. "This swamp usually flooded when it rained so I had to clean off the mud that gets inside the hut once the flood subsided. Luckily for me, I managed to keep this spot habitable until we both seemed to adjust… I also found it cozy just to be hidden among the tall grasses."

From his account, she could tell that he had grown weary, suffering those struggles all alone. She couldn't imagine how he really did it. For ten years, he had been battling against the floods. And he still managed to fit in, not to mention the indifference of the people of this town!

And then came enlightenment as she pondered his words.

"I have to go now" then she paused back, something prompted her to ask honestly "You have given me an answer haven't you? I think I know what you mean.."

He merely shook his head "the answer is in your heart, you can always hear it if you would only listen."

With one final smile, Kaoru trotted back with a lightness and freedom she had never known since the day she stepped in the harbor of this town. Battousai was far from the demon they told her about, but he surely had worked a charm conjuring away her rebellion. One thing must be done before she could truly be at peace. She took the path back to town and mustered up her courage as she reached the dojo's gate.

"No you didn't." Megumi shook her head in disbelief. "How did you dare?"

"Well, I stood up to him."

"You know everybody here doesn't stand a chance against his decision." Yahiko snapped.

"I talked to him, and asked him for a second chance. I could tell he was also surprised… but I just did it"

There was silence between the two of them and then Megumi burst into giggles. "You really have a way of surprising people Kaoru."

"Thanks to your demon, I think I was enchanted.." Kaoru said between Megumi's mirth.

Megumi abruptly stopped "..enchanted?"

The younger woman leaned forward "I met the man who lives down in the meadow. It was he who gave me the encouragement."

Megumi and Yahiko exchanged glances, and then an anxious frown marred the doctor's face.

"You mean you actually conversed with him?"

"I went into his house and ate his food…but I was joking around being enchanted or something. He's the gentlest person you'd ever saw." She convinced them "..I'm sure you'd like him Yahiko, he also practices swordsmanship.."

At this Yahiko's head perked up. The little boy had been longing to have an older brother who could train him to be stronger and teach him his principles, instead of a father with high expectations. Thinking she might have earned Yahiko's approval –

"Kaoru," Megumi regarded her cousin seriously, easing down any air of amusement. "You'd better not tell anyone about meeting this man."

"Why? Megumi.. Don't tell me you believe he's a demon?"

"Of course not! I suppose those are just malicious rumors. But no one here in town has anything to do with the Battousai"

"Why on earth not? why is it so dreadful?"

Megumi hesitated. "I can't tell you exactly… the likes of him are queer stubborn people. They do not believe in Gods.

"What difference does that make? He is as kind and as good as…. you are! I could swear to it!"

Megumi looked even more distraught. "How can you be so sure? They cause trouble everywhere they go. I've heard in some places they hanged the likes of them. The Battousai and his wife were just lucky to be branded and driven out of that place. They were thankful enough just to be let alone here."

A wife. Kaoru thought. "He has a wife?" she asked.

"long dead." Yahiko cut in "..she died because of a disease, rumors said that the Battousai killed her to end her life of suffering with him.. those were just rumors though, not sure if it's true."

"but, has he ever done any harm?" she asked instead.

"No,..perhaps. I'm not sure though there's been talk. I know father would be mad if he heard about this. Promise me you won't go there again." The older woman implored.

Kaoru suddenly contemplated on the information revealed to her. But it still is not enough to stop her from going back. She looked down at the floor, all the patience to understand the warning turning to defiance.

"I can't promise that.. I just can't. I'm sorry but he was good to me, and he was very lonely."

"I know you mean to be kind." Megumi insisted "..but you are very young, you don't understand fully enough how sometimes evil can seem innocent and harmless. It's dangerous for you to see that man. You must believe me."

Kaoru walked to the kitchen and started on her chores, knowing she looked stubborn and ungrateful. She felt the rebellion coiling tighter again. Everything had been okay since she came from the meadow, now everything was tangled up again.

Only one thing was sure. That secret place, where clear sunlight and freedom and peace, was definitely worth risking going back to.

But, the following days didn't seem to agree with her resolve. She had to bide for two weeks before she could find another opportunity to visit the meadows. She would tend gardens to weed, and flax the first crops in the hilly slopes above the town. Finally, one hot afternoon, Kaoru finished her stint of onion rows a little early. So gathering her duty skirt, she hurried to the meadows.

This routine went on every time she finished her chores early. On some times, she would even sneak leftovers of cornbread from the house and share it with him.

Kaoru heard a sharp ring of an axe as she neared the pond. She instantly recognized his body, coiling with strength as he swung his axe.

"What a pile of wood, and on a hot day!" Kaoru giddily ran to him.

Wiping sweat on his forehead, he faced her "Just enough for the winter to come. It's better to dry these while the weather is at it."

"here" She said, handing the wrapped cornbread to him.

"thanks" he dropped the axe and led her inside.

"I could tell you're still having a hard time at the fields?" he inquired, aware that she's been sneaking from work just to visit him.

"yeah, I just managed to finish early so I could go here. And anyway, I have told my cousins about you…"

He went still when he heard her statement and when she noticed this, she assured him

"don't worry, they are the kindest people here.. you know the doctor Megumi?.."

He smiled "..ah, that woman, of course, she had given this one her services once."

"you were sick?" she asked

".. no, someone else.."

"..your wife?" she blurted out.

Oh no. She clamped her hand on her mouth. She felt very guilty for asking about that issue. She should've known better than to remind him of a bitter memory. She might not know his history but she also doesn't have the right to pry in just like that.

"..I'm sorry" She held onto his arms and his reflex was fast, he hauled her on the floor, hovering above her. He stayed like that long enough to study her face. Her chest heaved up and down in utter shock and.. fear?

He did not speak, he just stared at her with guarded eyes and before he realized it, his had drawn his face nearer to her in a trance. Kaoru held her breath and froze as she felt his lips lightly drifting over hers.

In a split second, he stood up and turned his back to her. The young woman shakily stood up and made a polite bow to excuse herself for what she did and walked straight to the door. Silently berating herself, How can I face him again?

He almost slipped out of his control when he brushed his lips to her.

Shit!

He wasn't used to someone touching him affectionately, not before his late wife…

He didn't even look back to see her make her exit as resisted the urge to plead her to stay. Everything's going on a fast pace between the two of them.. and he didn't want her to know his story just yet. She's too innocent to be blemished by the darkness he knew inside him. And what he was most afraid of is the knowledge of that dark part of him that wanted to claim one blue eyed angel.

Battousai shook his head. Maybe the heat really does strange things to his head.

He walked to the door, trying to keep his mind occupied of other things. Besides, piles of wood are waiting to be stacked outside.

Kaoru was tempted to go back to the meadows the following days, but guilt still clawed at her. She had lots of free time, since harvest was over and winter slowly approaches with its gloomy clouds.

And to make things worse, an epidemic spread over Aizu that attacked mostly children. Megumi, as a doctor, had to go to houses, bleeding patients and giving them medicine. The doctor barely slept, so Kaoru had to look over the house for a while. During one cold afternoon, she noticed Yahiko's insistent coughing.

"How long have you been coughing like that?" she demanded, "let me feel your arm!"

He was burning with fever. Tears of weakness and protest ran down Yahiko's cheeks as Kaoru took off the younger child's socks. She deeply understood how he didn't want to cause any more trouble, but he was seriously ill, and Megumi was not even there. When her uncle came home, he was very furious, and Kaoru expected that he would vent all of his anger at her.

Kaoru was just about to leave and fetch Megumi when she heard a knock.

"Good gracious Megumi! I was about to fetch you! Yahiko's burning with fever!"

For four long hours, Kaoru labored at Megumi's bidding. She boiled water, brought medicinal plants and sliced some onions which the doctor used as a poultice to Yahiko's chest.

Later, Megumi rose up to her feet. There are others I must tend to tomorrow,… keep him warm, I'll just go upstairs to catch a bit of sleep."

With fingers so heavy from fatigue and fear, Kaoru busied herself to prepare a meal which none of them could eat.. Her own lungs ached with every sighing breath that Yahiko drew.

Then without warning, there was an approaching sound of stamping feet and murmuring voices, gathering volume in the roadway outside. There was a crashing knock on the outer door. Even Megumi stopped halfway from the stairs to meet her eye in consternation. Hiro reached the door in one stride and flung it open.

"How dare you! Don't you know that there is illness here?"

"we know right enough that there's illness everywhere. We need your help to stop it" a voice replied

"what do you want?"

"Come along with us, were going for the demon"

"get out of here!" ordered Hiro. "I have no time to listen to your foolishness!"

"is it foolishness that there's sick in every house in this town?" another voice shouted "One child died today, and that makes three dead, and it's the demon's doing!"

"whose doing? What are you driving at?"

"The Battousai… down at the pond. He's been a curse on this town for years because of his existence!"

The voices sounded hysterical "we should have run him out long ago."

"Now he's put a curse on our children! God knows how many more will be dead before morning!"

Kaoru had less than overheard the shouting, she stood, heart thumping in her chest at the implication of what,- or perhaps who those accusing voices referred to.

Uncle.. you wouldn't..

"I'll have nothing to do with it!" Her ears grasped her uncle's voice.

"you'd better hold with it! Better look to the friend of the demon in your own household! Ask that mighty niece of yours where she spend her time!" a shrill voice shouted "ask her what she knows about your child's sickness!"

"Be gone from my house! He roared his caution drowned in fury. "How dare you speak ill of my family! Anyone who dared to speak of my household like that would have me to reckon with!"

There was silence.

Kaoru's rebellion against her uncle melted away upon hearing him say those words. Now she understood why his father entrusted her to him.

"what are we wasting time for? If you won't come, there's plenty more in town that will."

They retreated down the pathway, their voices fading off into the night. For a moment there was no sound but Yahiko's tortured breathing. Kaoru stood clinging to the wooden table's edge. Now the new fear that was stifling her broke from her lips in an anguished whisper.

"What will they do to him?"

Megumi looked at her in alarm, and Hiro's black brows drew together darkly. "What concern is that of yours?"

"I know him!" he cried "He's just a poor lonely man! Will they harm him?"

"This is Aizu," answered Hiro sternly "they will abide by the law. They will bring him to trial, I suppose. That is, if he can prove himself innocent."

"But, what will they do to him right now –tonight – before the trial?"

"How do I know? Leave off your questions Kaoru. Isn't there trouble enough in our own house tonight?" he lowered himself into a chair and sunk his head in his hands.

"Go get some sleep, Kaoru. You need to rest, too." Megumi urged.

Kaoru stared from one to the other, half frantic with helplessness. No one's going to do something about it.

Unable to stop herself, she burst into tears and ran to her room.

Upstairs, she leaned against the door, trying to collect her wits. She would HAVE to get to Battousai, no matter what happened. She would not let him face that mob alone… If she could get in time to warn him – well, that was as far as she could see just now.

Kaoru snatched her cloak for the peg carrying her leather boots in one hand. Trying not to make any noise; she crept down the stairs and went through the back chamber instead and let herself out of the shed door into the garden. She could hear shouts in the distance. Slipping hurriedly into her boots, she fled along the roadway.

She kept her fast pace and ignored the weeds that clung to her clothes as she raced to the direction of the meadows. She only stopped and leaned against a tree for an instant to catch her breath. The crowd was gathering, a good twenty men and boys and a few women, carrying pine torches. In the hoarse shouting and the heedless screaming of the women there was a mounting violence, and a terror she had never known before which closed over her mind like a fog. Clearing her mind again, she darted from tree to tree finally reaching the meadows.

She had never seen the meadows by moonlight. They still lay serene and still, wrapped in thin veils of drifting mist. She found the familiar path easily, passed the dark clump of willows, the deep shining pool of the pond and a faint reddish glow that must be Battousai's window.

His door was not even bolted. The familiar cozy feel started to engulf her again, distracting her motives. But when she took a step inside, she was knocked back to the wall by someone.

She felt bare, warm skin against her cold cheeks. Before she knew who it was, she was swiftly released, still shocked by the unexpected attack.

"What are you doing here?"

Kaoru didn't even know where to begin so she took off her cloak, drew it across his naked shoulders and tugged him by the arm hysterically.

"They are after you! They were many! The torches! To put you to trial – there's no time left!"

She mustered up all her courage to tell him. "The townsfolk are out to get you! We have to hurry Battousai! They might be over at the South road now, in a few minutes they'll-"

Battousai was as still as can be. No signs of panic crossed his stern expression.

"they still haven't learnt their lessons well, have they?"

She caught his sneer. "Wha-what are you talking about? We have to get out of here!" Kaoru kept on tugging his arm.

Her frantic attempts to drag him out was stopped when he broke from her grip,

"How about you? Why are you still here? Aren't you going to cast me away like the others?

His trauma, Kaoru thought. Then she noticed the awkward silence and heavy air beginning to surround them

"Battousai?"

"you took the risk to be close to me.."

She froze to the spot not really knowing what and how to answer back as he shot her a menacing look.. his eyes have changed.

"My sweet little Kaoru… " he took a step closer. She shivered at the way he addressed her, but only because it sounded sick and lewd, and she hoped she couldn't feel worse.

In a brief moment she caught herself locked between his body and the wall again. But this time, he has no intention of freeing her. She wasn't sure whether to be worried or afraid; all she knew is that she is facing a totally different person.

"stop this, you're scaring me."

That statement only seemed to fuel his blitheness.

"Oh, I'm scaring you all right" he said as his face nuzzled her neck, his teeth nibbling on the exposed skin he found there.

"ah!" she let out a moan as he started to move his body over hers.

Their bodies were a perfect accord as he fitted her curves over his muscled ones.

Her body welcomed the warmth of his as he grinds his body over her –Just like stones striking to make fire. She couldn't control the pleasurable sensations coursing through her, and hearing him making strangled moans wasn't helping her sanity a bit. It's a shame she didn't even have time to apologize to him about their last meeting. If only the situation is not as worse as it is, she wouldn't have to struggle over her conscience.

Somewhere in the back of her mind, she could feel something hot and hard poking her navel and it seemed to twitch in their middle. And before she could react, he hauled her up against the wall and his body, bracing her weight with his hips, the position allowed his straining length to press hard just outside her core.

Her damp skirt rode up to her waist, making it hard for her feet to reach the floor. In an attempt to touch her toes to the floor, she rubbed against a sensitive part of him causing him to grunt. Moving around made the contact of their genitals harder so she just had to be still.

He took her mouth again in a fierce kiss, showing her where the dominance lay. His tongue gained entrance to her mouth as he savored the feel of her soft body. He could tell by the movements of her mouth that she was frustrated enough. He wanted to rid her of any doubt so he caught her tongue and took suckle.

Kaoru shuddered as she felt his demanding kiss and she whimpered.

"Yes, fear me… " he whispered between dipping his tongue in her mouth

Kaoru having not yet lost her right mind pushed against him but to no avail,

"let go of me! Stop this!"

"no woman, you will want this as much as I do, " he breathed "and don't try stopping me…" he nibbled her bottom lip ".. cause I won't let you. Your body belongs to me.." his hand traced its way up her legs and pushed her hips hard against his. "…Your soul, your essence, everything you are became mine since you stepped into the meadows. And I'M going to show you who you belonged to, right now."

As much as she wanted to help him escape, she now wished the townsfolk would come sooner.

What's taking them so long?

Battousai seemed to lose all control when he ripped Kaoru's bodice open, his hot mouth closed around one pink nipple, and his tongue felt too good, dancing over her breast like liquid fire as it swept it to hard pebbles.

He held her immobile, as she tried to keep herself sane. She tried to pry his head away from the assault with her free hands, but gently as not to hurt him. This persona is totally unknown to her and provoking anger might not be a good option.

"….sometimes evil can seem innocent and harmless"

After lavishing attention to her now flushed chest, he let himself withdraw a bit, looking at her with eyes blazing with uncontrolled lust.

His eyes were like molten fire and she was caught by its gaze.

"..It's dangerous for you to see that man, you must believe me.."

The rest of her thoughts flew away when he dropped her to her feet and roughly pulled her skirt down, ripping the coarse fabric. It was too late before she found out that her boots had fallen off as the coldness of the evening chilled her bare legs that she had to push her leg together in an attempt to hide herself from his hungry scrutiny.

He growled at the sight she made. His arms suddenly came around her waist and legs as he strode to lay her on the small bed. Out of the blue, she heard faint shouting from a distance.

They're here!

He snarled upon noticing the disturbance, his lust, not yet slaked, only made the fury in his veins lethal.

The shouting started to become clear as they drew closer

"Kill the demon!"

She jerked upright, haphazardly wrapping her nakedness in alarm. Then she heard something hit the roof.. and then she smelled something burning.

They're burning the house!

More torches were thrown at the roof and some even went behind the hut to set the house on fire.
His head snapped to where the noises came from and something in the air surged with his emotions as the fires started to spread. It took her seconds to realize that no smoke hung in the air to choke them.

But the heat was as scorching, a complete manifestation of the Battousai's passion and desire for her.

His form loomed her sight, It's as if the flames seemed to tame with his very presence..

She finally dared to study his appearance. In this chilly night, he wasn't wearing a top when she came in and his movements felt heavy.

at first she thought it was the fire's illumination- His eyes, his stealth.

The Demon.

If only she had listened?

NO. She loves this man – but it was too late. She couldn't face her uncle Hiro, not Megumi and most especially, not Yahiko.

When his eyes fell on the goddess in front of him again, he hastily ripped off his trousers and climbed on top of her. The heavy air of arousal matched with the rapidly spreading fire outside. As he slithered over her, she felt his length rub against her legs, finally freed from its restraints; she wouldn't have to look at it to know its size.

He lingered lower on her belly and then spread both of her legs as he kissed his way down.

Until his breath reached the band of her underclothes. She could hear him hiss in restraint as he ripped the offending material.

Slicked in sweat and arousal, he took in the scent of her moist area and gave it a tentative lick. He pushed his tongue to her core as he got lost to her taste.

It felt heavenly but it felt sinful. It IS sinful. To have done this at the first place is already a sin.. and with a man she barely know for a few meetings and a single kiss.

He licked and sucked her as if he couldn't get enough of her taste as she felt closer to that brink.

He went faster, liking the sound of her cries as she bucked her hips to meet his questing tongue. He spread her nether lips wide and inserted two fingers inside as he drove his tongue faster. To heighten the assault, he lightly scarped his teeth over her sensitive bud and she finally came first time with earth shattering intensity.

For Battousai, it was heavenly, feeling her warmth cascade her core as he drank it greedily.

He felt his length jerk in response to her ecstasy, wanting to be finally inside her all this time. So he climbed back and kissed her as she shuddered with the aftershocks of her orgasm.

He didn't need to ask, as he bathed his tip with her juices. He braced himself on both hands and began to push inside.

Even with the lubrication, she wasn't sure if she could accommodate him. It was only then when she felt him probing her entrance, did she understand how it felt like to be ripped apart literally. In attempt to banish the shearing pain, she hung onto him like a lifeline. He slid slowly, enjoying his invasion of her virginity. Inch by inch, he went deeper; time by time, he would pull back slightly only to push back deeper.

The feel of her adjusting to him almost drew him to the edge, so he suddenly went faster ignoring her cries. He wanted to hurt her, hearing her screaming his name as he taught her body the fires only he can summon from her.

The demon in him rejoiced as he felt her melt against him. The overwhelming pleasure sent her again to that summit she never wanted to leave again.

He slid out of her and moved behind her. He pushed her forward to the bed and bent down behind her, sliding back inside her from behind, the position only making the sensations intense. His right hand sought her still quivering bud and he started to rub it as he took her again in long, slow strokes.

"no, I'm still sensitive down there, your finger – ah!" he made circular motions with his calloused finger as he began thrusting faster behind her. Not being able to control himself anymire, he pounded into her until she couldn't tell where pleasure began and where pain ended.

"nh… K-Kaoru.. ah.." he moaned in exertion. Then, he finally came, the release as strong as the fires consuming the house around them.

His hands undid her. Her legs almost felt like jelly from the tremors that wreaked her body the third time.

She let him have his way with her; let him vent all his fury in her. She felt as if she had been a tool to prevent further damage. And now she had served her purpose…

She could die now without regrets.

The night breeze stirred her awake. The wind soothed her sore body and it was only then before she realized that she's not in the hut anymore. There was no roof, no walls…even the bed was gone. Her cloak was the only thing that kept her decent.

I'm still alive

She feigned sleep when she felt being lifted by strong arms. His naked chest glistened with the embers, the sleeping woman, a treasure he held protectively in his embrace.

Battousai carried her body among scorched corpses and the ruins of the once homely hut. The familiar scent of ginger and her own scent clung on his chest as he rested her head on his jaw. They shouldn't have taken him so lightly. If not for her, he might have done worse to the whole town tonight. Battousai knew how she despised violence, and he was sure it would be very hard for her to forgive him.

He bent down and slightly brushed his lips on hers. He smiled as his eyes caught the mark he left just above her breasts. Pulling the cloak closed over her naked body, male pride and possessiveness overwhelmed him.

They might have deprived him of the meadows, but they can't deny him his woman.

"… I am VERY MUCH contented with what the meadows gave me..

..And I won't give her back."

Owari

A long one eh?...

I just got this little idea about the Quakers and the Puritans I have read from a history book and thought Kenshin's X mark would be a very useful detail for the "brand" that the Quakers inflict on Puritans as a mark of rebellion… or heresy (I think).

I'm sorry I'm very blunt on my lemons… I hope you liked this long piece. I had trouble making this short enough…(yeah, this is the shortest version possible) for you to read. I hope I didn't left important details out and didn't confuse you…

I'm actually planning to write a special Christmas one shot, but I got this up instead (I can't put this up on the 25th since there'll be no internet for me up there in the mountains T-T)

I'll be expecting lots of reviews when I get back! So please click the review button and GIVE IT TO ME BABY!

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Make me happy this Christmas!

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

(headdesk)