This chapter has strong explicit language so it's going off the "T" rating. Hope you enjoy, and don't forget, review, good or bad. I accept all.

Disclaimer: I do NOT own Rurouni Kenshin… unfortunately

The loud shrill of the bell signified it was time for lunch.

The new kid turned to here to try his introduction over again, but she was already gone. He began to put his books in his, but was interrupted by a short, hyper girl with green eyes and a long braid running down her back.

He almost knocked his book bag off the desk.

"Hi, I'm Misao," she said cheerfully.

"Um, I'm Kenshin," he replied rubbing the back of his head nervously while turning red.

"No need to be shy. Not everyone is like that cold hard bitch you sit next. She's like the only one. Such a weird loser…"

He was appalled. It wasn't the fact that she was actually cursing, but the fact that she said all with a smile on her face and in one breath.

"Maybe you shouldn't talk about people that way. It could hurt her feelings if she ever found out."

She laughed a little.

"You seriously are new. She already knows it. Jeez, you sound like my grandfather."

He looked at her, contemplating what she said.

'Was that an insult or a compliment,' he thought.

"We should get going; the others should be waiting for us"

"Okay, I gue-"

Before he could finish his sentence, she was dragging him down the hall to the courtyard.

"You're strong for your size."

She shot him a glare then kept walking.

At lunch…

They sat at a table made of metal molded to look like vines.

"Okay, this is Soujiro, Sanosuke, Okita, and Megumi."

He automatically got up and hugged Sano.

"You guys already know each other," Misao asked puzzled.

"Yep," Sano began, "Since first grade when a girl kicked his ass."

Kenshin turned a deep red and began nibbling on is lip.

"It's okay, man. She was practically a dude in the first place."

He laughed. He let his eyes wander around the courtyard, taking in the scenery of the new environment. His eyes stopped at the girl from his History class. She sat there, alone under the oak tree next to the building. Her eyes were solemn and tears seemed to be flowing from the big sapphire orbs. It even looked like she was scratching her arm in long, slow, deep strokes.

"…Kenshin, were you listening?"

"Gomen, I was not."

"It's okay. What were you looking at anyway?"

He inclined his head toward her direction. "Her. What's her name?"

"Oh, that's the most famous 'emotional' bitch at Bueller high. She's the youngest in the whole eleventh grade."

"Seriously, what's her name," he begged.

She sighed. "Kaoru Kamiya. No one ever met her parents or had any contact with them, so some think she killed them."

"What makes her 'emo-"

"Himura-san, I suggest you don't question the subject further," Soujiro interrupted. He was still smiling.

"I'd really like to have my question answered."

Soujiro shrugged.

"As I was saying, what makes her 'emotional' and who would say such a thing?"

"Bitch, please!? Have you not seen her wrist?"

"Makimachi-san, please calm. Don't get worked up about it."

He put a hand on her shoulder to soothe her until she sat down. She gave him a smile.

"I'm sorry about that."

He glanced back at Kaoru, but this time she was actually looking up. Misao's little outbreak must've caught her attention. He got up and approached her. Her eyes widened and she backed up further into the wall.

"Kenshin, what the hell are you doing," Sano yelled after him.

"Hi, I'm Kenshin. Nice to meet you."

She looked around edgily.

"I… uh." She looked behind him and noticed that everyone was quiet and fully focused on them. She got up and slung her bag over her shoulder. She pushed past him and walked toward the exit.

He looked down, guilt ridden.

"Bye Kaoru," he muttered to himself.

Hope you enjoyed. I changed it up from the way I wrote it in my journal so it may not be as good.