Twice the Debauchery
A Rurouni Kenshin Fan-Fiction
Synopsis: Two months into dating, Kenshin and Kaoru live deceptively mundane lives. Kaoru, 21 years old, studies at a high-ranking university in Tokyo as a music major. Kenshin, 32, is a successful and well-respected neurosurgeon at the local hospital. Despite their strong mutual feelings, both have been hiding a very big secret: they are both assassins working under adversarial syndicates. During their last assignment, they cross paths on opposite sides of the coin.
PART TWO: IT'S OKAY, I LIKE YOU
Kaoru: I finished up a piano lesson some twenty minutes ago, and since I was free for the rest of the evening I decided to scrub the wooden floors and air out the studio. Once the floors were dry I closed the door and ambled over to the back room. Grabbing a soft cloth and a water bottle, I began to meticulously polish each one of my instruments, finishing with the grand piano in the corner of the studio.
Even though a month passed before I saw him again, every day for the weeks that followed he would come visit me, even if it were for a brief fifteen minutes – and today was no exception. I felt a child-like giddiness at the approaching presence of his ki.
As anticipated, the front door opened with a jingle of bells. "Good evening, Kaoru-dono." He bowed before taking off his shoes at the door.
"Good evening, Kenshin." Happy to see his friendly face, I smiled naturally and returned the gesture. "How are you today?"
"I'm well, thank you. A bit tired, today was pretty grueling." He rubbed the back of his neck and exhaled deeply as if he was carrying the day's tension of his shoulders.
"I see. I guess even Superman gets tired." I nudged him playfully as I sauntered over to the front, flipping the open sign to closed and drawing the curtains. I turned over my shoulder and smirked at him mischievously. "Want a massage, Himura?"
"N-no!" He basically yelped the first part, "that's fine, Kaoru-dono. I wouldn't want to trouble you." He put his hands up in front of him as if to ward me away like I were some demon. I through my head back in a full-hearted laugh – I enjoyed making him nervous.
"Don't be shy, you know I wouldn't mind." Pushing him a bit further than usual, I spared him no mercy.
"Fine." He stated coolly, his expression now solemn. I blinked a couple times, taken aback by the sudden change in atmosphere. I realized as my stomach tangled into butterflies and warmth flowed to my face that the tables were now pitted against me. Pride wouldn't allow me to back down though, so I met his gaze straight on.
Kenshin: She had a frisky side to her that I found very attractive, though she was mostly bark and no bite. Despite her flushed appearance, there was a spark of determination in her sapphire eyes. She meandered past me into the back room, returning with a floor matt, several small candles and what looked like oil. Though a part of me wanted to reject the over-the-top treatment, I decided it be most polite to accept her kindness.
Laying down the floor matt, she set the candles a few feet away at each corner and lit each one with a match, creating an oval like shape.
"Please, lay down Kenshin." She said as she walked over to the back once more, she dimmed the lights until the candles became the main source of illumination, and came back out with a remote and her phone in hand. She kneeled within the barrier of flames she created around us and flicked on the surround system. The sound that spilled into the atmosphere was calming and floated on the ears in a pleasing way.
"Here I go." She announced before kneading into the muscles of my upper back. A reflexive moan arose from the back of my throat at the pleasurable sensation of her skillful hands. She paused for a moment before continuing the deep kneading motion into my muscles, detailing them until the tenseness was stroked away entirely. She worked her way down my lats, then my lower back muscles. When she was done with my body she moved to my arms, starting from my shoulder down to my biceps, triceps, forearms, palms and even fingers. When she was finished with me my body felt like mush.
"You're amazing."
She chuckled at my current state. "If I ever get hurt you better treat me for free."
"Of course."
"I wrote a song for you; would you like to hear it?" She stood up from the kneeling position she had been in.
"For me?" I attempted to stand but she encouraged me to stay down by pushing me back.
"For you, silly."
"Please, I'd love to hear it."
With delight, Kaoru skipped over to the grand piano she had been cleaning earlier. Lifting the case that protected the keys, she plopped into the seat in front. She took a deep breath and placed her fingers thoughtfully on the notes in preparation before playing. The intro started off slow and soft, with high pitch vocals harmonized beautifully. Her fingers cascaded along the board as she moved into the bridge to the first chorus. An exceptional vocal range, she maintained sopranos with ease as her fingers cascaded over the keys to create a lush waterfall of intonations. It was hands down the most beautiful piece of music I ever had the pleasure of experiencing, and the fact that she was playing it for me made it so much more special. Masterfully, she bridged the outro with lower-pitched notes before bringing the composition to an end.
She turned to me after she was finished, her eyes inflecting a child-like excitement. "What'd you think?"
For weeks I had been visiting her on a daily basis, and with each encounter, my burgeoning feelings for her were reinforced, feelings that were foreign and complex; though, had been made clear to me tonight.
"Will you go out with me?"
2/3 Next chapter is going to be very F-U-N (and rated M [kiddos watch out])
