I would like to say sorry to all my readers. I have had a lot on my mind and my writing has been put to the back burner. I promise the next chapter will be better please bear with me.

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Tomeo

Darkness filled the room fitting her mood. Tomeo held love for a man who wasn't her husband. The blood of millions was on his hands and yet she loved him. Knowing she could never be his because while he held a piece her. Tomeo's whole heart belonged to someone else. Now she can't help to wonder if she has the right to weep his death. When she is the reason he was killed.

For days Enishi watched his sister mope around like her life was over. He thought it funny because now she had everything she wanted. The Blue Rose was headed this way with anger clouding her mind. The Battousai was dead and they would be the next head family.

So why did she cry. Why did she waste tears if she had what she wanted?

Kaoru

For three days she was locked up without seeing a soul. Even if she knew it would do no good it hurt. They all blamed her for snapping but what more was she supposed to take. How much more did she have to tolerate before they saw how broken she was.

Everything Kaoru loved was taken away from her. There was only the love of her brother and even that wasn't enough to save her.

Her mother and father died trying to protect her. Sano left their family and never returned her love. When she saw a flicker of hope in the hell she called life it was taken away from her. The last hope she had for love was poisoned and left for dead.

Yes she grabbed her sword and stabbed Sano because he got in the way. Yahiko might have a concussion but he knew better. No one could stop her once she was in a rage. Did he not remember what happened after her father died. So Misao is nursing a broken arm it will heal.

While she was looking for her next target Aoshi hit her from behind. Kaoru's anger blinded her from seeing things clearly. Now that she'd thought back they had every right to chain her to a wall. The Blue Rose was back and thirsty for blood.

Megumi's would have done nicely but the woman was simply a puppet. The Yukishiro family pulled her strings. Misery loved company who better to drag to hell than those who woke the demon. Kaoru felt such actions should be repaid in blood.

Yahiko and Sano

No one said a word as the day passed by. Never had they seen her so hell driven to kill. Not even when her father died. At that time she told Yahiko to go inside and lock the door. That was all the warning he needed.

Even when he went out to look for her Kaoru knew enough to remember him. The woman who'd thrown him was not his sister. She was another person entirely that idea scared him more than he was willing to admit.

"We can't keep her there forever."

"Look kid you may be over what she did to you but some of us realize what she will do once she's out."

"What you think I don't understand. Sano I was there when father died. She lost it then and she came back to us. Why is now so different."

"She loved him kid. That hurt doesn't go away. Now she has nothing."

"She has me. I am not you. I will not leave her for some whore who sold you out."

The fighter clenched his fist to keep from hitting the boy. His head couldn't take anymore abuse.

"Do think you're so high and mighty kid. I know for a fact that you got a girl waiting for you back at home. What ya going to do when she wants to have a family of her own. Huh."

"I will not leave my sister to die like you did. I will ask her to teach my children the sword just as she taught me. Whenever she needs a reminder of why she should live I will give her one. Yes I will love and live my life but that doesn't mean I will leave her behind."

"Big words kid."

"She didn't leave me when it was all over and we found you. Kaoru made sure I was safe and went into hiding. I won't give up on her and you shouldn't either. Especially when you've brought nothing but blood shed to her door step."

Having enough of the conversation Yahiko got up and left. Sagara Sanousuke could rot in hell for all he cared. That lazy rooster always took the easy way out in the end that was what landed them here in the first place.

Misao and Aoshi

Her plate sat untouched and his patience was now nonexistent. This family was broken beyond repaired the last thing he needed was to baby sit his love. She was second in command was it too much to ask that she keep it together?

Yes her best friend and cousin had attacked her. What the hell did they expect the girl to do. Throw a party she loved the man everyone could see that. Now he was dead. None of them would have acted any differently.

To make things worse there was word of a meeting. They were planning on forcing them to leave so they would kill Kaoru. If they took her with them she'd attack the Yukishiro family and start another war or be killed.

Either way they were screwed. Instead of out running the devil they would appear at the gate with fire of their own. It wasn't in their nature to give so easily.

"I am sorry. No matter what I should have handled all of this better."

"She is family"

"So are you. What have you come up with while I have been in la la land?"

"We will take Kaoru with us to the meeting."

"I have to be mistaken because I thought you said."

"I did"

"Have you lost your mind?"

"No but we can't avoid it. If there is a shift in family there will be a war. If we show the other that Kaoru was being targeted and pushed to defend her family. Then maybe we can get others on our side."

"I don't like the sound of this."

Hiko

A letter of his student's demise was sent to him. It sobered the aged samurai quickly. Greif hit him so hard he couldn't laugh of how he died over a woman.

He now vowed to repay for his lost. Too much time pasted since he drew his sword in a real battle. Now it seemed he had a reason to. Looking up he prayed Ruka was watching him in heaven. Because the blood she would not stop until the entire clan was eliminated.

Be it man woman or child. This nonsense would end.

Not my best but the next one will be better. Until next time.