A/N: I'm not sure when I will be able to update again so what I'm going to do is go ahead and put up all the chapters I have written. First, however, I would like to extend my gratitude to my first two reviewers, lovingpurpleroses and xxxEvil Anglexxx thank both of you so much!

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The next morning I awoke to the sound of thunder. It had rained all night, turning from a shower of rain into a full-blown thunderstorm. I didn't want to get up, so I closed my eyes again. I lied there for a few moments before I shot straight up, remembering the strange man sleeping in my sitting room. I quickly put on my favorite pale blue yukata and pulled my hair back into a low ponytail before leaving my bedroom. As I entered the main part of my home, however, Kyuzo wasn't there. The futon remained on the floor so at least I knew I hadn't been dreaming. I shrugged my shoulders and began to tidy up. When the cleaning was finished, I decided to prepare some breakfast. I sighed softly and retrieved the ingredients I would need; rice, pork, and eggs.

Since I was sure Kyuzo would be back I was sure to prepare enough for the two of us. I assumed he would be coming back due to the heavy downpour and the fact that, as far as I knew, he had nowhere else to go. I began preparing the meal by cooking some rice. As it was cooking I chopped up some boar meat and beat some eggs I had purchased in the city only a few days before. The main door slid open and closed and without looking up I welcomed my visitor.

"Welcome back, Kyuzo-san."

I predicted the response I received, or lack of a response, that is. The rice had finished cooking so I removed it from the fire and set it to the side. I took a circular metal pan and placed it over the heating source.

"Terrible weather we're having," I stated trying to initiate some kind of conversation. I put the chopped boar into the cooking pan and it quickly started to turn brown. When it was cooked through I put it in a wooden bowl and added the rice to it mixing the two foods together thoroughly.

I looked over and saw Kyuzo sitting beside the table as he had done the night before. Honestly, I pitied him some knowing the trials of samurai life firsthand. Not that I would ever say so; a samurai does have his pride. He was soaking wet so I rushed to get him a blanket. When I returned I hesitated for a short moment and decided it was not a great idea to offer the blanket to him, knowing his pride would not allow him to accept it, so I kept my distance as I draped it over his shoulders.

My breath caught in my chest as my hands came into slight contact with his body. Kyuzo didn't even flinch. It had been quite some time since I had showed compassion to another human being and even longer since I had any physical contact with anyone, even if it was just a mere accidental brush on the shoulder. Even in the city I had somehow managed to keep away from other people for the most part.

I felt my face flush as I returned to cooking. I poured the eggs into the pan above the fire, took the meat and rice mixture and spread it on to the eggs that were already beginning to cook. I dared a glance at Kyuzo who had adjusted the blanket to wrap around him. He didn't appear to be as embarrassed as I was about the brief touch, in fact, it hadn't seemed to fazed him at all.

I wanted to ask him what he was doing out in this weather, but I knew that it was none of my business. I wanted to ask him many things, but I knew I would not receive any type of answer. I longed to talk to someone, I had not had much communication with many people at all. Maybe that's why I was okay with what I said next.

"Kyuzo-san, please feel free to stay here again tonight. It doesn't seem as though the rain will be letting up anytime soon." I knew I couldn't keep him here forever. A samurai couldn't be bound to one place for too long. I promised myself that as soon as the rain stopped he would have to leave no matter how much I did or didn't want him to. I folded half of the egg over on top of the meat and rice creating a rather large omelet. I scooped the omelet out of the pan and onto a plate. Then I sliced it and placed half on a separate plate.

"When the rain stops I will leave." His voice startled me a little, but I said nothing in return. I was a little paranoid at the fact maybe he was a mystic mind reader, but shrugged that off as ridiculous.

I poured some sake into two cups and placed one in front of Kyuzo on the table then went back over to get the food and my own cup of sake. I finished setting the table and took my seat across from the man clad in red clothing. I gave him a small smile and he bowed his head in thanks. While we were eating I found myself thinking. I knew already that I would be disheartened when he did leave. Desperately, I tried to push those thoughts from my mind, but they would not disappear. I wondered what his past must have been like. Where did he come from? Where all he had traveled to? What was he recruiting samurai for? Why didn't he speak? Was he really a mystic?

I supposed all of that didn't matter…Just like my past no longer mattered. I could live with this silence for the time being, it was his company I enjoyed. Knowing that someone was there to listen if I wanted to speak was nice. We finished our breakfast and even though it was quiet, I didn't feel quite so lonely anymore.