Summary: Drabbles from the Love, Lies n Empire universe. All characters. Situations and events referred to in the main story. Read n Review.
Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin. It is the creative work of Watsuki Nobuhiro.
Rating: T
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Annals of Empire
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Drabble 11: Desire
When she was a little girl, Tomoe would sneak into her mother's dressing room while the other children ran around all over the palace, playing hide-and-seek. It wasn't as though she didn't play; of course she did. She just never thought it was important to tell them when she stopped playing. So they searched for her, long after everyone else had been found, only to discover that she had dropped out of the game a long time ago. They would frown and pout and get angry and demand answers from her but somehow it never made a difference to her. She would merely smile and watch smugly as one by one the angry faces melted at the sight of her beautiful smile and walked away.
She had realized that it simply didn't matter what she did, because she would readily be forgiven; her misdemeanor and caprice would be laughed off as naiveté and spirit. She didn't need to strain herself and get flustered for anything, because whatever she wanted always found its way to her. It was fate.
She first became aware of the power she had when the ladies that visited her mother would sigh when they looked at her.
"Your daughter is blessed with the beauty of a goddess."
She stared into the mirror, her doe-like eyes staring back at her, her rosy lips parted in wonder and pleasure at her own visage. Sometimes, she would blush. It was so silly, staring at her face in the mirror but then, there wasn't anyone else who was worth staring at. Why should she waste her time by considering something that didn't match up to her level?
She scoffed at the other girls who found amours in their former playmates. She refused to even consider them. Her worth was greater than that. Her destiny was to be admired and worshipped only by a man who had no match in the world. The girls who were her companions believed that Tomoe could love only herself, or that she was too scared to love a man lest he bruise her soft skin with his passion. Tomoe merely smirked when she heard this.
Her aspiration was far greater than they thought. They wouldn't dare to even contemplate what she had decided to do in their dreams, which is why they would forever remain ordinary, and she would rise to a height where they would never reach. She was not born to be ordinary.
She was merely waiting. The wait was over the day she saw Kenshin. That was the day she decided that her destiny would be fulfilled only by him. There was no one else who could claim her. She belonged only with him. He just didn't know it yet.
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It was a long ride to Dairen. Kenshin bit back a sigh as he slid off his stallion. Okina had told him to take a carriage since the ride would be excruciatingly painful and tiring. He had refused. He was a warrior first, and an emperor's heir later. There was no question of riding in a carriage. He would ride into Dairen mounted on his stallion or he would not go to Dairen at all. Okina had smirked and asked him to remember his words when he stepped off his horse.
I remember you old man. Damn. Every inch of my body is aching.
He leaned against the ebony colored stallion and gently stroked his coat. He looked up as the lord of the castle scurried up to him. Kenshin regarded him coolly as he bent over in deference to the Heir Apparent. He babbled on in a continuous monologue. His every desire would be fulfilled, all he had to do was tell him and he would present the prince with whatever it was that he desired. He would lay every treasure in the house up for him to take. Kenshin curtly told him to hold his peace after the initial two minutes and promptly asked the lord to disappear once he was shown his chambers for the duration of his stay in Dairen.
The lord scuttled away, looking happy at being dismissed. He was not a simpleton but standing in the glare of the prince's eyes was proving to be too grueling a task for the likes of him.
Kenshin stepped out onto the terrace and looked around. His eyes were arrested by the sight of a young woman seated in the garden below. Her skin was as pale as ivory, contrasting with her coal black hair. Her elegance set her apart from the other women seated with her. Kenshin leaned forward to take a better look. His lips curled into a predatory smile.
There was hope for Dairen yet.
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Tomoe sat silently as her maid swept an ebony comb rhythmically through her silky hair. It had taken every ounce of self control not to look at him today. She knew he had seen her. She knew he had been interested but she had fought her every instinct and not turned her face towards him. She also knew that the next time she saw him, she couldn't remain so strong. But perhaps, she wouldn't need to. Next time, one glance might be enough to drive him insane, to madden him with desire.
A startled cry from her maid shook Tomoe out of her daydreams. She looked up and turned her face outside the window. Her eyes grew wide. The crown prince was leaning against a pillar in the corridor of the palace facing hers. He was watching her silently, casually, as if it were the most normal thing in the world to do. He smiled in amusement as her shock became apparent on her face.
Her maid moved forward to shut the window. Tomoe gripped her wrist instantly.
"Don't."
"But, my lady! He's looking right at you. It's not proper."
"Let him look."
"My lady! If someone should find out….this is indecent."
"I said 'let him look'. If you find it so indecent, you can leave." She let go of the girl's wrist and turned to face him once more. The prince raised an eyebrow, his smile grew wider. She bent her head slightly and allowed a miniscule smile to grace her lips. She had him now.
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She turned coyly and watched him out of the corner of her eye. He was waiting for her next move. There was no restlessness in his movements. She turned to walk again. He watched. Without a sound she passed through several rooms until she reached her chamber. She stopped at the door and turned slightly. He was standing at the edge of the hall, where the private chamber began. She turned and smiled at him before lowering her lashes. He smiled and took a step forward. She left the door ajar and stepped in, waiting for him to enter.
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Her breath came in short gasps as his hands ghosted over her burning flesh. She couldn't see, nor hear anything but the beating of her heart and the feel of his hands on her body. She felt giddy. Her limbs were turning into jelly under his touch. The needle sharp jolts of pain were followed by a pleasure so intense that she couldn't breathe. She clung to him as they toppled over the edge. The ebbing away of feeling was almost a relief as they fell back into the sheets, now wet with sweat and sex. Tomoe placed a hand over his chest.
His heartbeat had slowed down. She snuggled next to him and prayed for the dawn of her dreams to come soon.
Author's Notes
I had been thinking about this for a long time. Today, I got back from work and finally decided to get a move on with this.
In case there's confusion, this is how Tomoe's affair with Kenshin begins. Please remember that this is LONG before Kaoru came into the picture so ….yeah….
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