iv.
So young and full of running
All the way to the edge of desire
The days when she dressed up for him were the worst.
He wasn't blind; he was a man, after all, even if a man scarred by past experience with love and loss. He couldn't help noticing the way a midnight blue kimono brought out the energetic color of her eyes, or softened the milky pallor of her skin. He never missed how her raven hair cascaded down her shoulders, begging his eager fingers to touch it.
Steady my breathing
Silently screaming
I have to have you now
Kaoru was always disappointed with his reaction; she hoped he would blush or smile his gentle smile and tell her she looked lovely. Unfortunately, her attempts to look lovely worked too well. Kenshin tried to avoid her those days. He could not meet her eye or even allow himself to touch her hand. She brought a weakness in him that he could not work with, so he ran from it.