Disclaimer: Yes…I own Rurouni Kenshin. I've been hiding it for awhile but…I am really NOBUHIRO WATSUKI!!(start fanatic chorus and drums!)(yeah right…don't believe this…no matter how much I want you to)
The moment of truth is finally upon us! I haven't had a lot to do lately, so I guess that's why this chapter is coming out so soon. To be totally honest…this chapter was rather intimidating to write. It's the climax of the story and its what everyone's been expecting since chapter 1...I don't want to disappoint. But this is no time to be worrying about such trivialities! This is the time to write and pray I don't make anymore plot mistakes like with chapter 4...this is also the time that I really, really wish I had a beta…any takers?!
BE WARNED: This is another long f***ing chapter. Unless you want the rescue scene in almost 6 parts, then they're going to have to be longer then what I usually do. So go get a glass of water and some snacks (unless of course you're a really fast reader. I'm not, but if you are, then forget about the snacks and just read!)
BE WARNED…AGAIN: This chapter contains strong themes of child rape. Especially near the end. You have been warned…again.
Chp. 5
"Listen well!" Saitou barked when the small group was well away from the Aoi-Ya, "This is the plan for how this operation is going to work. I won't allow any stupid mistakes from anyone(insert a very pointed look at Sano, who scowled back) because this is a one shot deal! We will be going in portraying ourselves as customers and request a tour of the brothel. This should clear the first objective of getting a map of the area of this brothel…" Saitou paused to take a puff of his cigarette.
"Well?" Kenshin asked as Saitou smoked, "That may be your first objective but what about ours…how will we get Kenji out?"
Saitou snorted and flicked his cigarette ash in Kenshin's general direction, "I'm getting to that Battousai. As for the boy, when the brothel workers ask us to make a choice for who we want to spend the night with we choose him. When they take us up to his room, we kidnap him and leave, it's a simple enough plan even a fool could understand it(insert another pointed look at Sano who replied with his middle finger)."
"It is a simple plan" Aoshi said, his icy eye's looking into Saitous slanted ones, "But because it is simple there are many unknown factors…many things could go wrong."
"Such as?" Yahiko asked, his eyebrow lifted.
"Well" Aoshi started, choosing his words as carefully as possible so as not to awaken the Battousai in Kenshin at this critical moment, "This brothel may be more secretive then most…they may not allow tours, or…Kenji-chan could already be taken for the night."
Kenshin visibly flinched at the last comment and everyone grew silent as they slowly chewed and digested Aoshi's words.
Saitou flicked his cigarette to the side, "I've already considered what you've said Shinomori. If this brothel does not allow tours then I will sneak out while you all are kidnapping the boy and tour this brothel for myself. I don't really care about him one way or another, however, if the boy is already taken for the night then we will have to resort to plan B."
Kenshin turned to Saitou his eyebrows raised over top of his black glasses, "Plan B…what is plan B?"
Saitou lowered his gaze to Kenshin as he pulled a cigarette out of his box, "I'll tell you if we need it, anyway, our talk is over, lets go." And with that everyone moved onto the red light district that beckoned just a little ways away. While the rest of the city was asleep, this section was fairly occupied with people walking around, and candles on walls and inside of shoji screen doors glittering. They walked briskly following behind Saitou and ignoring the pointed sexual calls of girls in brothel windows. Yahiko at one point tried to shield Kai's eye's from one girls rather lascivious taunting, earning him a punch to the ribs. They eventually reached a more calmer side of the red light district, with houses not as bunched up together and courtyards with cherry blossom trees and ponds on the inside. The people in this section were better dressed and there were no girls in the windows. If I didn't know any better, Kai thought looking around in amazement, I would have thought we were just in a moderately wealthy residential area.
Saitou stopped and using his cigarette as a pointer, gestured to a large beautiful building a couple feet away on their right. "That's the building," Saitou said his hands in his pockets, "Remember the plan and don't mess this up…(another pointed look at Sano…this time Yahiko and Kai holding his arms back)."
"Yes" Kenshin said his back turned to everyone looking straight at the building, "Lets go!" Kenshin moved forward and everyone followed his lead.
I'm going to see Kenji, Yahiko thought a smile playing on his lips at the memories of the little boy whom he considered as a little brother. I wonder what that baka imp looks like now?
I'm going to see Kenji, Kai thought his mouth set in a grim line. My baby brother…why…why do I feel this way? What…am I going to do?
I'm going to see Kenji, Kenshin thought a wide smile on his mouth despite himself. I'm going to see my precious, beloved youngest child. And no one is going to stand in my way, nothing is going to stand in the way of me rescuing you Kenji. I'm going to take you home Kenji, I promise.
If anyone could have seen Kenshin's eyes behind the dark black glasses they would have seen two violet orbs set hard in the determination to get his son back. But they didn't even really need to see his eyes, they felt it. It was in his very ki, his spirit the determination and will to get Kenji back, even if he had to go thru hell and high water. His ki almost hummed with the resolve and purpose he felt.
Then they were upon the door. Their eyes were all set ready to fulfill what they had came out to do. Saitou knocked on the door.
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Kido opened the door to look upon 6 men all staring at him. Well, Kido thought as he moved aside allowing them in, it looks like someone's holding a bachelors party or something. "Welcome, welcome!" Kido said bowing low, "Welcome to the Sakura Brothel, how may we be of service to you today?" The man with the narrow eyes spoke first.
"Thank you!" he said, bowing slightly, "Me and my comrades are seeking a night of pleasure, but we would first like to tour your brothel a bit, to get an idea of the type of woman or man we want." Sano noted that Saitous face and manner were almost exactly like the Fujita Gorou masquerade that he had used to injure him on their first meeting.
"Ah yes! Of course you can tour come in, come in, please sit here in the meeting room, while I go prepare the tour for you.!" Kido pointed to the door and walked down the hall.
The small group stood at the front of the door, none of them saying a word till Kido was out of site.
Kai spoke up first, "There's someone in there…two people…should we go in?"
Yahiko turned to Kai, looking at him strangely, "You don't recognize it?"
"Recognize what?"
"Your brother's ki…you don't recognize it?"
Kai's eyebrows shot up and he turned back to the door, trying to make some recognition of the ki. "No…" Kai said shaking his head slowly, "no…I don't recognize it".
Everyone's eyes turned toward Kenshin who had his hand on the door handle, obviously trying to gain composure before he saw his long lost son.
"C'mon Battousai" Saitous said, lighting a cigarette, "And don't grab the boy as soon as you see him, remember the plan."
"You don't have to tell me twice" Kenshin said his hand gripping the handle. Kenji's ki was so bright so close. Kenji was happy, him and his companion on the other side of the wall. But he could also trace worry in both of their ki's and in Kenji's some other emotion. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. Something akin to dread. Kenshin's heart plummeted. Was Kenji dreading who was on the other side of the wall?
Kenshin pushed down all his thoughts and worries and focused only on the job at hand. Anything other was useless to think about until Kenji was resting safely on a nice soft futon at the Aoi-Ya. Kenshin pulled the door open.
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Kenji was left sitting with Chizura as Kido went to go see who was at the door. Chizura looked over at him, her brown eyes soft in concern. "Do you think it's a customer for you?"
Kenji shook his head and smiled a little as he gathered up the cards that they had thrown down on the floor, "Nah… but why are you of all people worried about me? Is Chi-chan worried about me?"
Chizura's face scrunched up in mock anger, "No way, why would I be worried about a jerk like you, you didn't even eat all the candy that I gave you!"
Kenji sweat dropped, "You expected me to eat all that candy? By myself?"
"Well of course I…what? What is it?" Kenji's demeanor had changed in an instant, his eye's that were formerly soft and playful, now had a hard edge and he was looking at the door.
"They're here…at the door" Kenji whispered looking hard at the door, trying to make out if he knew anybody on the other side, "Kido must have sent them here into the meeting room."
Chizura looked back and forth at the door and then to Kenji, "Customer's for you….is that why he sent them in here?"
Kenji shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know…they could just as well be customers for you…your just as popular as I am".
They both looked to the door when they heard it click open and watched as the men walked into the room.
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Beautiful. That was Kenshin's first thought when he laid eyes on his son who was looking at him with his blue eyes.
Sano looked back and forth at Kenshin and Kenji, Kenshin staring at the boy as if he would disappear in a minute. Yea no doubting it now, Sano thought as they settled across from Kenji and the girl that he was with. That's definitely Kenshin's son.
Yahiko sat himself down in between Saitou and Sano. Kami-sama, he looks nothing like he did when he was little. Sure he has the same red hair and blue eyes but…but there's something missing. Innocence maybe?
Kai sat down and stared at his little brother, who was staring at his father, who was staring right back at him. No wonder the brothel owners wanted him, Kai thought looking Kenji up and down. He had long hair…long red hair, and that exotic color had to be a plus. It was tied in a long braid that reached down to the floor. His eyes looked like jewels, a nice color of sapphire…just like moms Kai thought. Hell, the kid was just attractive all over. No wonder, Kai thought his eyes darkening, no wonder what happened to him happened to him.
Aoshi sat near the back, as always, to observe. Kenshin was ogling the boy…and the boy was staring back obviously wondering why this strange man was staring at him like that. Or maybe he wasn't. It was obvious that the boy had had more than his fair share of being viewed and gawked at. Aoshi looked the boy up and down…what were those wrappings on his arms?
Saitou sat near the front and puffed a little on his ever present cigarette. He didn't even really care about Kenji or how they were going to get him out. What he really cared about was getting the map of the brothel so that his men would be safe when they attacked it later on. He was already analyzing the fairly large meeting room.
Kenshin simply stared at Kenji, who was staring right back at him, his pink lips slightly parted. His look was so inquisitive. Who are you, and why are you staring at me like that is what it seemed to say. Kenshin in one sweeping look compared the old Kenji of his memories to the new Kenji now. Taller…of course that is expected. His hair is much longer…Kaoru would never of let it get that long. His face has fleshed out more, he's skinnier, he's no longer the cute, chubby faced 5 year old that I remember. Why Kenshin asked himself looking at Kenji sorrowfully, why did I even think that when I walked in here I'd see you that way again?"
Saitou looked back and forth at all the people in his group as they gawked at that poor child. I do feel sorry for the child…Saitou thought looking at Kenji and a very confused looking Chizura, but I have a mission to complete.
"What is your name boy?" Saitou asked putting on his Fujita Gorou mask again.
Kenshin nearly choked. Please he thought coughing into his hand, please don't tell me that they changed your name!"
Kenji tore his eyes away from Kenshin and stared at Saitou instead, his eyes unreadable as he said "Kenji"
It was like someone had swung a bucket of cold water over everyone. Actually hearing Kenji's voice, after not hearing it in the past 10 years, was finally to much. It seemed like everyone (save Saitou and Aoshi), put their heads down. Yahiko put his hand over his eyes to hide the tears starting to well up in them. Sano put his head down and crunched on his teeth. Kai and Kenshin's emotions were unreadable, hidden by the hair hiding their faces and the glasses hiding their eyes. But their heads were down to.
"And what is your name girl?" Saitou asked Chizura, ignoring the emotion surrounding him.
"Chizura" she said, bowing her head but looking sideways at Kenji, her eye's fierce, telling him to do something to get them out of here, quick, or there would be hell to pay. But he was not looking at her. His eyes had focused back on Kenshin, who had lifted his face again and was staring at Kenji.
"Do I…" Kenji asked, looking at Kenshin with his head cocked to the side, "Don't I know you from somewhere?"
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That man looks so familiar, was all that Kenji could think about as he stared at Kenshin, and he's strange…the way he's looking at me…its not like the way everyone else usually stares at me, its not lust, I just can't put a word to it.
Kenji continued to stare at Kenshin, ignoring Chizura's looks of confusion, trying to pinpoint where exactly he had seen this man at, where had he seen him before?
Kenji hadn't been paying much attention to the other men in the group, so was somewhat surprised when the man with squinty eyes asked him his name.
Simple enough question, Kenji thought answering it, but…why the hell are they all reacting like that…they seem distressed at something…what they don't like my name?
Kenji looked on as Sano, Kai, Kenshin and Yahiko bowed their heads, completely oblivious to the feelings his voice evoked in them.
Who is this man Kenji thought, returned his eyes to Kenshin. I wish he would take off those glasses so I could see his eye's…then I might know who he is. Kami-sama! He looks so familiar…I have to at least ask him if I know him from somewhere, anywhere
"Do I…" Kenji asked, looking at Kenshin with his head cocked to the side, "Don't I know you from somewhere?"
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Kenshin wanted more then anything at this point to strip off his glasses, grab Kenji, and get the hell out of the brothel. Kenji recognized him…well not completely, but he felt that he knew him. And for Kenshin that was good enough for him.
Kenji , Kenshin thought biting his lower lip to keep from screaming out that he was his father, Kenji I'm sorry.
"I'm sorry…I…" Kenshin paused at this point his eyes glazing over under his glasses, his voice cracking a bit "I'm afraid…we've never met before…" Kenji nodded his head,
obviously no longer bothered by it.
"Oh, okay…" Kenji said, a ghost of a smile wavering on his lips, "You just looked familiar to me that's all, I'm sorry".
No Kenji, Kenshin thought trying to press down the growing lump in his throat, and stop the increasing stinging in his eyes, no I'm the one who should be sorry. I'm sorry Kenji for not finding you. I'm sorry for missing out on ten years of your life. I'm sorry for letting this happen to you. I'm sorry…that the first thing I said to you in ten years was a complete and utter lie.
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Kido walked back down the hallway humming to himself. 6 men. Well, there was just boatloads of money waiting to be made with them. If he could show them the best area's of the brothel, introduce them to the most talented and beautiful ladies, and get them hooked, he would have enough cash to be strapped for life. With Kenji's amazing profits that he rakes in, and all the other prostitutes that I manage, I won't even have to work if I can get 6 more men addicted to the red light district scene, Kido thought rubbing his hands together manically. But I won't be greedy, he decided stopping in the middle of the hallway. Once I'm rich from Kenji and Chizura and all the others I'll retire them. I'll buy a nice estate in…Tokyo? Nah to big. Germany…to far away. Ah hah! I'll buy a nice big estate in Okinawa. I'll retire us all to Okinawa.
"Kuso" Kido said out loud, but not to loud as to attract any attention to himself, "Shit, it'll be like some kind of orphanage shit, my estate is not going to be a charity case!" Kido shook his head and kept walking till something came back to his mind.
Hey…wait a minute, he said to himself scratching his head, that man…the guy with the squinty eyes said they were looking for a type of man or woman…oh kuso. The only boy we have here is Kenji…and he's in the meeting room with them. Oh shit. Well…I guess your going to have to work tonight Kenji.
Kido kept walking until he finally reached the meeting room door. Sorry Kenji…its either your life or mine…but don't worry…I promise you won't have to raise a single finger in Okinawa. And with that Kido walked into the meeting room.
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"Friends, friends!" Kido smiled walking over to where Kenji and Chizura were sitting, "I see you've met Kenji-chan and Chizura-chan!" Kido patted Kenji's hair, while Kenji looked up at him sullenly.
"They made good company while we waited for you to come back!" Saitou said, smiling his strange good natured Fujita smile.
"They should!" Kido said laughing, "Kenji and Chizura are the two highest earners in this building, in the whole district in fact! The Prince and the Princess, that's what we call them around here, isn't that right Kenji-chan!?"
Kenji looked at Kido with such hate that if looks could kill Kido would've been six feet under…and then some. Even Aoshi was taken back a bit by the way Kenji was looking at Kido. Kido, though, ignored him like he didn't even care. Like he was used to it.
"But Kenji-chan here earns much more then Chi-chan, or anyone else here combined. That's why we have the building that you are sitting in today." Kido continued his hand still on Kenji's head, "Without Kenji, we would be in that other area, the loud ugly red light district. Thank Kami-sama we found Kenji, without him, we'd be in that hell."
"We're already in hell…" Kenji murmured but Kido acted like he didn't hear him and continued.
"You wanted a tour of the brothel right…well I guess I should give you a little history lesson first, ne?" Kai took his hand off from Kenji's hair and plopped himself down beside him. "All the women you'll meet here come from all over the country. They are all highly talented and flexible women (this little try at a joke earned him nothing but withering looks, that he ignored and continued). The Sakura Brothel had been around since the beginning of the revolution, but it was always a small time brothel…that is until our precious Kenji came along. With the funds he generates we were able to buy this building in one of the better red light districts, afford better kimono's, and many other things."
Kido had gotten up at this point and was stretching but all eyes rested on Kenji. He had his head down, with his bangs covering his eyes. But his hands were clenching and unclenched on his hakama, and the air around him was tense. Even Chizura seemed to wince a little, as if the emotion rolling off of him was physically hurting her. But Kido, as usual, either didn't notice or didn't care.
"With that money we were able to become a respectable brothel…or at least as respectable as a brothel can get." Kido snickered, twisting his back around as he stretched. "Well" he asked when he was finally done stretching, "Do you guys have any questions?"
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The more this Kido person talks, Sano thought watching Kido go on about the history of the Sakura brothel, the more I want to kick his ass. But, Sano turned to Kenshin, who was looking at Kido seemingly without any emotion, I have to watch him, if he turns Battousai here there might not be a way for us to prevent him from killing someone, sakabatou or not. But still, Sano leaned back a little and watched Kenshin, massaging his muscles, I'm still aching to punch this guy to high heaven.
Kenshin was doing his best to keep his emotions under control. But they were using Kenji. They were destroying his sons' life, using the boy for their own greed and selfishness. Kenshin bit his bottom lip to stop the growl that was rising in his throat, his eyes starting to fleck with amber. They were out buying kimono's and new buildings, while Kenji had to sacrifice himself every night. They probably took all the money he was making, using it not only for the brothel but also for themselves. Kenshin could just imagine the pompous owners of the brothel, going out to eat, and paying the waiter with money Kenji was essentially being raped for. I want to kill this man…no! Killing is wrong! Kenshin fought and beat down the Battousai in his mind. But he kept bubbling back up to the surface, his anger giving rise to an even more powerful Battousai every time.
Kill him! I want to kill this man!
No!
Look at Kenji, look at what they've done to him!
We have to rescue Kenji! We can't do that if we kill someone right in front of him!
Do you really think he'll care? Can't you feel his ki scream with the hate that he feels for this man?
It's not just directed at him its directed at many things. Things we can't kill with a sword.
Kenshin felt the Battousai side of his personality disappear as quickly as it had come. The years had taught him that thru sheer will and determination, the Battousai will leave on his own.
Kenshin awoke from his mind just as Kido was asking for questions. Perfect, Kenshin thought, I think this is a good chance to find out something that's been bothering me since I came here.
"Yes, Kido-san" Kenshin said, everyone's eyes immediately locking on him, "Kenji-chan there…how did he come into your possession?"
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"Ah, I see…" Kai muttered, barely moving his lips. Father must want Kido to say how Kenji managed to get from that boat bound for America to here in Kyoto.
Kido was more than willing to answer.
"Yes, yes!" he said nodding his head and clapping his hands. "You see, it was I who found Kenji-chan, and Chizura-chan. You might find this hard to believe but they were both in America…in some city called San Francisco? Was that it Kenji?" Kido looked down to Kenji for an answer but only met cold hard eyes.
"Anyway, they had been there for quite some time…what was it Kenji? Seven years, six years? Anyway, I was there on some business with a friend of mine who was stationed at a sister brothel over there and we went around looking at all the different places and such. I found Kenji and Chizura at the same one. The poor kids were dirty and looked sick but thru all that grime I could tell they were beautiful. You see over there in that country red hair isn't so exotic, and Chizura hadn't filled out as nicely as she has now, so they were in a pretty poor brothel."
At this point in the conversation Chizura was fidgeting, looking around as if, somehow, something would come down and save her from the embarrassing conversation. I'm so disgusting, she thought blushing hard, I'm done horrible dirty things and yet this has to be the most embarrassed I've ever felt. She swiveled her head toward Kenji, finally getting his attention and locking her eyes with his. Her eyes were imploring him, almost begging him to leave and save them both from further embarrassment. Because there was no way she was getting up from there without Kenji.
His eyes said no. He even mouthed the word to make it clear.
Her eyes got hard, mirroring her anger.
Kenji shook his head lightly, a small smile playing on his lips. "You don't have to stay" he whispered, "if you don't want to."
Suddenly Chizura found herself being yanked up by her hand and pulled toward the door.
"No, Kenji, Stop! Let me go baka!" Chizura screeched, trying in vain to free her hand from Kenji's iron like grip. She failed, finally being tossed like a rag doll into the hallway leading to the bedrooms from the meeting room door. Chizura looked up, annoyed, at Kenji who has standing in the doorway leading to the meeting room.
"I want to stay…I want to stay because I want to know what Kido is going to say about us to these people," Kenji said, "And, I want to be there to correct him if he tells any lies".
Chizura shook her head, "You idiot, what does it matter what he says about you?"
Kenji turned his head away from her for a little bit and then turned back, his eyes meeting hers. "Aren't you…Chizura aren't you tired in the slightest of people assuming things about us?" Kenji asked, his eyes piercing into hers, "I am. I'm tired of people assuming I'm just some sex-crazed brothel boy" The memory of the night with Harada flashed before his eyes, but he pushed it back down
"Now" Kenji said turning his back to Chizura with a smile, "Go to bed", the meeting room door sliding shut in front of her.
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Kenshin was pleasantly surprised to see his son drag the girl…Chizura? Out of the room. That's good, Kenshin thought, a smile on his lips that felt long overdue, he's not an emotionless puppet just yet.
Though he couldn't hear what they were saying in the doorway of the meeting room (Kenji's body blocked the view anyway), he could feel Kenji's ki.
He's very close to this girl, Kenshin thought staring at Kenji's back, according to this Kido figure's story, they've grown up together. That's good, but what will he do when we try to rescue him? Will he leave without her?
Kenshin's inner thoughts were shattered, when Kenji turned around and walked back into the meeting room resuming his place next to Kido.
"Well?" Kenji asked looking up at Kido, still hateful, but less harsh then before, "Go on with your story".
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"Oh yea…" Kido said coughing into his hand, "Where was I…? Oh yea well, even though they were grimy and disgusting looking, I could tell they were some pretty gorgeous looking kids. And they were both Japanese. You can only imagine how surprised I was to find a little red headed Japanese boy in an American brothel. So, an idea started spinning in my head. Even though red hair wasn't exotic in America, in Japan it would be, especially on someone of Japanese descent. So I arranged to buy Kenji and Chizura from this brothel owner. I got them pretty cheap to. I brought them with me back to Japan and to the Sakura brothel in Kyoto. We had to keep Kenji locked up pretty tight though, lest some other brothel owners or workers see him and kidnap him."
So that's why, Aoshi understood now, the Oniwabanshu couldn't find him even with alerts all over the city. They probably never let him outside.
"How?" Kai asked, a question plaguing his mind since the beginning of Kido's story, "Did he get from Japan to America?"
Kido, used to questions on Kenji's origins, shrugged his shoulders, "Who knows? I asked the brothel owner in America and all he knows is that he bought both of them from some slave traders, some brother and sister duo. And the last he heard about them was that they were killed on some expedition to China." Kido had gotten back up and was walking toward the meeting rooms other door, the one he had come back in. "We should probably get started on the tour, I've already arranged everything."
Everyone got up, slowly and heavily, weighed down by the new knowledge that they possessed. Kenshin was the last to get up, reluctant to leave the presence of his son. But he was honor bound to help Saitou with his cause no matter how much he didn't enjoy being around the wolf. I'm sorry Kenji, Kenshin groaned in his mind as he followed everyone else out the meeting room door, but you'll have to wait just a little bit longer to be rescued.
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Kenji fell on his back, his hands behind his head grinning happily. Well, he thought, that wasn't to bad. Kido didn't say anything I had to correct him about. I wonder if Chizura went to bed like I told her to?
Kenji laughed, thinking of how angry Chizura would be at him when she saw him again. She'll probably hit me and then yell…I don't think I'm ever going to tell her how much I like it when she yells at me! Why do I feel so happy, all of a sudden? Kenji asked himself, flipping onto his stomach, playing with his braided hair
I think it was those guys Kido had with him, Kenji answered himself nodding his head, yep it was definitely those weirdo's. The atmosphere around them was uncomfortable… and that one guy with them looked so…familiar. I really wish I knew who he was.
Suddenly someone was knocking on the outside door, rather loudly. Kenji rolled his eyes. Sheesh, he thought sitting up and stretching, we were having such a quiet evening, there hasn't been any customers but those men. The knocking continued but Kenji didn't move to answer the door.
"I'm sure somebody else will get it" Kenji said out loud getting up, "See!, the knockings stopped! I'm actually sort of hungry…did Obaa-san make any late night snacks?" Kenji had barely gotten to the far door when he stopped his whole body frozen.
I recognize this man…Kenji thought, the dread moving from the center of his body to his finger tips. I know who this is behind me.
Kenji turned around numbly his whole body aching to run, run from the meeting room and hide from this repulsive, disgusting man.
Isei Harada stared back at Kenji his arms open wide, unshed tears glistening in his eyes. "Oh Ken-chan!" Harada moaned his face contorted in glee, "How I've missed you! Come to me!"
Kenji made a dash to try and run, but fell on his face as Harada grabbed his foot and dragged him towards him.
"Ken-chan, don't run from me, I love you" Harada groaned stroking his foot.
Kenji could almost feel the vomit coming up his throat. I've got to get away from him, Kenji thought frantically trying to push himself away with only his hands and his left leg.
He started getting desperate when felt a hand go down into his hakama to stroke his inner thigh. Kenji kicked wildly with his left leg, trying to move backwards.
"Maa Maa Kenji! Legs are not for kicking loved ones!" Harada laughed heartily as he grabbed Kenji's left leg and slammed it, hard, on the floor.
Kenji's mind went blank with pain for a sheer second. Then his mind was abuzz with worry, mainly did he break his leg. Did he break my leg? Kenji thought wildly as he tried to view his leg from where he was at Harada's mercy, did he break it or just bruise it?
With Kenji's mind mainly occupied on his leg, he didn't notice Harada sliding his hand further down, further…down until…. Kenji yelped in surprise and then realized where exactly Harada's hand was at.
Kenji's mind went panic-stricken. He moved and twisted his body hysterically to try and get Harada from off on top of him. A swift kick to the head from his injured leg, though painful, made Harada remove his hand using it instead to hold his head where Kenji had kicked him. But he didn't move his arm holding Kenji's leg.
"Kenji, Kenji, Kenji…" Harada muttered, shaking his head, "Why won't you just let me love you?"
"Because!" Kenji almost yelled, choking a little on spit from trying to keep his head up on the floor, "I don't love you, I don't even like you, you disgust me!"
Harada shook his head, as if Kenji was the one who didn't understand something. They always do this, Harada thought, staring at Kenji's no longer blue but strange amber eyes. They always say, "I hate you!" or "You disgust me!" but I know. Don't worry Kenji, I know what you really mean when you say things like that. Being touched by so many different people has blinded you to your true emotions. Your really in love with me, I can see that. You just don't see that yet.
"Don't worry Kenji" Harada leaned over crooning in Kenji's ear, "I know what your doing and it's all right." Harada nibbled a little on Kenji's ear, causing him to move his head wildly to get him off. "You'll learn to love again".
Kenji was the first one who heard it, the meeting door snapping open. Harada's so engrossed, he didn't hear it! Kenji thought happily, thankful for a savior any savior. I can't see who's in the doorway Kenji thought, thoroughly annoyed, but I don't care, anyone to get this revolting sack of shit off of me!
"Help!" Kenji screamed with all his might even as Harada put a meaty hand over his mouth.
Kenji smiled against Harada's hand, his acute hearing picking up the tabi moving against the tatami mats. Whoever it was, was coming over here. But, Kenji thought, who is it?
Who's at the door?
Just when you thought Harada can't get any creepier!
A mystery! Yay I love cliffhangers!
Well, now we know what happened to Sayuri and Goro…y'know from, like, the prologue? I liked writing this chapter (especially near the end…writing Harada is always fun!)…I hope it lives up to expectations! A lot of Chizura to…I actually based her character off of Kagura Sohma, from Fruits Basket…mostly the anger. As for Fujita…you know the old lady who hangs around Kenji and Chizura. You might be wondering where she's at. Well she was never that important so, she's somewhere but she's not going to be showing up a lot.
Stop reading my mind Holding on to Heart! :) lol! Does Kenji speak English…indeed he does (I'll touch up on that more later in the story…probably)
Thanks for reviewing Catschewmytoes: I think I'm in love with you to XD…for reviewing! Lol!
And thanks to everyone else who reads!
I'll probably update again soon to…I don't think I have anything important to do (except working and feeding my cat…I'm sure she'll be fine if I don't feed her for a few days to work on this fic! Just kidding, just kidding don't call PETA on me!)
I think I write these long author notes just because I like hearing myself talk ;)…..