IMPORTANT: I forgot to add the chapter with Soujiro in it (chapter 3 now) so I HIGHLY suggest you re-read from chapter three onwards.

Ok, sleeping with a complete stranger was not the smartest thing I have ever done, and I have done pretty idiotic things in my life. I clutched the bed sheet around my naked body and glanced around the room, hardly noticing the expensive decorations, or the beautiful view from the window of the pent house apartment I was in, or the silk I was wrapped in…

Wait. A. Second.

This is silk? Holy crap! How rich was he anyways? I stared down at the cream coloured silk I was wrapped in, rubbing it with the pads of my fingers. I shook my head, and resumed the search for my clothes. They had to be here somewhere!

I finally spotted dark blue under what I'm sure was the shirt he was wearing last night. My cheeks flushed as my memories of the night before rushed through my brain. I really had to get a grip of myself! Wrapping the silk sheet around me, I got up from the very comfortable and soft bed to pick up my jeans. Without removing the sheet, I slipped my jeans on and started to rummage through the mess of a room for my shirt. Not finding it anywhere in the bedroom I sighed and put his black shirt. I inhaled his scent and smiled. It was a nice, clean scent, the slight scent of his cologne still on it.

I opened the door of his bedroom to what I hoped was the rest of the apartment and gasped. It was huge. The ceilings were high, giving the room a lofty look, and the walls were white and sleek stainless steel shelves lined the walls. On these shelves were knick-knacks, books, pictures, and DVDs. Where there weren't shelves there was a large flat screen T.V. The furniture was white leather and comfortable, whether they be sofas or chairs for the deep mahogany dining table. Everything reeked of comfort and of femininity. He obviously lived here with his sister, which would mean Mr. Himura…

As I thought that, I heard the front door open and the man starring in my thoughts walked in, coffee in his hands. I was interested to see not two cups of coffee, but four. How strange. His strange violet eyes lit up when he saw me, then a slight frown appeared on his youthful face.

"You're Enishi's girl?"

I nodded, struck by his melodious voice. His bright red hair was tied at the nape of his neck, and his plain white shirt was out of his loose jeans. He looked really comfortable here, unlike me. I felt like a stranger. "I guess you can say that."

The frown deepened. "How long have you two been together?"

"Um, not at all. We only met last night."

I was surprised when he cursed loudly, his violet eyes seeming to flash amber for a second. "That bastard! I told him to stop…" He ruffled his hair in frustration, the coffee momentarily forgotten on the table in front of him. He placed his hands on the table and breathed heavily. I started to say something to excuse Enishi's actions and explain that I was at fault too, when he spoke again. "Are you all right?"

"Excuse me?"

He met my bright blue eyes with his violet ones. "Did he hurt you in any way?"

I shook my head. "No, I don't think so. I feel fine."

He levelled his eyes at me, and seeming satisfied, nodded his head. "That's good. He's usually rougher with his girls. I'm glad he treated you well. Where is he?"

I shrugged. "I woke up and I couldn't find him anywhere."

He nodded, and picked up the coffee. "How do you like your coffee, Miss…?"

I reached for a cup and replied, "Kaoru Kamiya. But just call me Kaoru. I drink it black." I took an experimental sip of the coffee, and saw that he was looking at me expectantly, and I realised that he was waiting for me to ask him his name. Crap! I shouldn't know his name! Nearly spitting out all the coffee, I quickly asked him his name. He looked at me as if I was crazy, but answered nonetheless.

"Kenshin Himura. I guess we'll be seeing each other a lot, so just call me Kenshin."

I blew on my coffee, and looked at him as he added two packs of sweetener and a little of no-fat milk to one of the coffees before he picked up a tea. "So…um…Kenshin, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, Enishi's sister is my girlfriend." He said with a grimace.

"Why the look?"

"What look?"

"Y'know…" I mirrored his pained look and his face broke out in a smile.

"I did not make that face."

"You did. So, why the look?"

He sighed, and leaned in as he lowered his voice to a whisper. "I probably shouldn't be telling to this to a complete stranger, let alone Enishi's new thing, but Tomoe and I are having problems."

I looked at him in surprise. "Really? But you seem to be such a nice guy! You even brought her coffee!"

He nodded solemnly, taking another sip of his tea. "I don't know when it happened. Everything was going great for a long time. We've been together since college, you see," I nodded, but I don't know how long ago that could have been. He looked like he was still in college. "But recently she's been growing distant and always at work."

"Maybe she's having an affair." I joked, but my laugh died in my throat when I saw his sober face. "That was a joke, I didn't mean it, oh my gosh, I'm sorry!"

He shook his head. "No, it's ok. I was thinking that myself."

I gasped, bringing my hands up to my mouth. "Oh, Kami, how horrible!"

"Did you just say Kami?"

I hung my head, my cheeks flushing. Sometimes I reverted to my Japanese roots, spouting random Japanese in normal conversations. People tended to look at me weird. "Yeah, sorry."

He laughed, the sound carefree. It was at odds with what I thought of him-serious and not able to find humour in anything. I really liked the sound of his laugh. "No, it's just that no one I know has ever mentioned Kami in front of me. I'm Japanese."

"You're not serious!"

He nodded, the traces of a smile playing on his lips. "Yes, I lived in Japan for the first ten years of my life. Do you speak Japanese?"

"Sometimes. My parents were Japanese and used to speak to my brothers and I in their native tongue. So I picked up a few words."

"Well, I may be a bit rusty with the language, but I've been dying to speak to someone in Japanese. Will you indulge me?"

I hung my head, tears brimming up. "I…don't speak it anymore. Too many painful memories."

"Why?"

"My parents died a year ago. When I speak Japanese, I remember them and it makes me sad."

"I don't think remembering them should make you sad for their passing, but rather joyful for them being able to live and love. And if it's any consolation, I'm glad they lived."

I looked up in surprise at him, understanding flickering in his violet eyes. "Why?"

"Because if they never lived, I won't be sitting next to you now."

My eyes widened, and my heart lodged itself in my throat. I gulped past it, and gave him a weak smile. "Arigatou."

His smile widened and I smiled back tentatively.

"Who are you?" I spun around to see a gorgeous woman in a plain white sundress with her hands on her hips, glaring at me. Her hair was loose around her shoulders and her dark eyes were glinting with fury.

"Um, I'm…"

"My girl." I felt an arm around my shoulders and looked up to see Enishi, and blushed. He gave his sister a superior look and I saw Kenshin frown at him from the corner of my eye. Enishi smelled clean, and his hair was still damp from the shower.

Tomoe flipped her hair over her shoulder and walked to where Kenshin was holding her coffee. She grabbed it from him and stalked off, Kenshin giving me a little wave as he followed behind.

"By the way, Enishi, there's your coffee. Nice meeting you, Kaoru. Ja."

"Ja ne, Kenshin." I replied, a smile on my face. He gave me a smile in return before following Tomoe out of the lush apartment.

I looked up to see Enishi openly glaring at Kenshin's back, then shake his head. He gave me a charming smile and leaned down to brush my lips with his, but he pulled back before I could respond.

"So, Kaoru."

"Yes?"

"What do you say to dinner tonight?"

"Really?" I had expected this to be a one-night stand thing, with an awkward morning after and a quick good-bye. However, it seems as if he wanted to continue whatever we had.

"Yeah. You seem like an interesting girl. I want to get to know more about you." He explained as he picked up his coffee and threw it away, not even looking at it.

"Oh."

He stared at me. "You sound disappointed." Did I see hurt in his eyes?

"No, no, no! I didn't think you were that kind of guy."

"And what kind would that be?"

I shrugged my shoulders and took a sip of my coffee, hoping to hide my embarrassment. "Y'know, the one who shags the girl and leaves them the next day."

He threw his head back and laughed, and I couldn't help but compare his laugh with Kenshin's. While Kenshin's seemed warm and full of happiness, his seemed amused and slightly bitter. "Oh, no. I can't do that. Not with that bastard in my life anyways. But even if he didn't always stick his nose in my relationships to make sure I treated women 'right' I would still like to get to know you better. You…intrigue me."

"How so?"

"You seem innocent, but yet you still came with me last night. Your eyes are enchanting. Your laugh is infectious. You're a beautiful woman."

I flushed and hid my face. "Really?" I didn't have the heart to tell him that it was the alcohol last night talking when I said I'd come with him.

He put his finger under my chin and forced me to meet his eyes. "Yes." He was staring intently into my eyes, and I suddenly wished that I was looking into Kenshin's violet orbs instead of Enishi's dark ones. Before I could contemplate that further, Enishi's lips met mine in a leg-weakening kiss and I responded fervently. Anything to get Kenshin out of my mind. I couldn't afford to be confused about things like that.

I opened the door to my house softly, hoping not to alert either of my brothers to my presence. It will not do me any good to come back home at ten in the morning, after spending the night at another man's and still wearing his shirt and having him drop me back home in his hovercar. Try explaining that to my over-protective brothers. Nightmare.

I was trying to sneak pass the kitchen when I heard a throat clearing. I stiffly turned around and gave my twin a bright smile. "Morning Sano."

He glared at me, his dark brown eyes practically shooting fire. "Where were you last night?"

I waved my hand flippantly. "Out with Megumi and Aoshi."

"She called last night to say she couldn't find you."

I gulped. He stood up slowly and advanced on me and I backed up until my knees hit the floating couch. I collapsed on it, and stared up at my twin trying in vain to figure out something that I could tell him without him killing me. "I was at Misao's! Yeh, that's where I was!"

"Who's Misao?"

"A girl I met last night." I don't know how Misao's name popped into my head, but I was relieved it did or else I will be cinders right now, burnt by the intensity of my brother's wrath.

"Isn't she the one who threw the party last night?"

"Yes. Yes, her."

"No, you didn't go home with her!" I groaned as I heard Megumi's voice. Dammit! Why was she here? "She went home with her brother and her father. Where did you go?"

"Megumi, get out of my house."

She crossed her arms across her chest and glared at me as she walked out my kitchen. Sano looked like he was about to kill me. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where you've been. And I'm not leaving unless Sano tells me to. It's his house too, and he invited me over."

I looked between my brother and my 'employer' and sighed. "Fine. I went over by Enishi's last night."

"Enishi?" Sano repeated, his voice low and dangerous.

I nodded glumly. "He's Tomoe's brother, who is Kenshin's girlfriend, and it was Kenshin's sister's birthday last night."

"What did you do?" He asked, enunciating every word.

I levelled my gaze at my brother. "Seriously, Sano? What else does someone do when they go home with someone of the opposite sex?"

"Or the same sex, depending on your preference." Supplied Megumi. I glared at her. She was not helping.

Sano ran his hands through his hand in exasperation and stalked away from me. "Was this the first time?"

I paused, staring at his tense shoulders and wondered if telling him the truth will hurt him more. "With Enishi…yes. Altogether? No."

He took a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I'll talk to you more about this later. Just…get his shirt off you." He walked away, refusing to look at me. I felt tears building up and I had to gulp past the lump in my throat. I hated disappointing my brother, and I felt I failed him in some way. I felt a comforting hand on my shoulder and looked up to see Megumi. She sighed, and grabbed my hand and led me to my room.

"Normally I would scold you for using my body-"

"Excuse me, it's my body!" I protested, but she ignored me and continued.

"-but I think you had a good time last night and I can't very well take that away from you right before asking you to have my baby."

I stared at her back in surprise. I thought she was going to yell at me too, but she didn't. If anything, she was very understanding about it all.

"Oh, I met Kenshin." I said suddenly.

"What do you think?"

I thought about it for a second then a bright smile crossed my face. "He's perfect."

EEEEKKKK Kaoru and Kenshin's first meeting! ^.^ Hope you like x)

And does anyone know how the…erm…surrogacy false impregnation works? Because I have no blinking idea. Seriously.

Ok, I know I totally deserve whatever rocks etc you throw at me. I know, I know, I know. And I know it's no excuse to say that I've been busy with school, the truth is I've been doing so much writing for my classes that I don't feel to write more…so sorry! Christmas hols are here, though, so I'll be updating more :] and I'll also pre-write chapters so I can still update regularly even if I'm not writing :p

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