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This is chapter one of Only You. Not many reviews, but i'm impressed with the amount of hits and alerts. Thanks for those who commented

I have to warn you guys. This chapter is rate M. There's curse words, sexual situations, and sexual undertones. This is all about Kaoru's entry into the story, and trust me, it's not pretty. You'll understand why it's so bad when you read it. There's a reason for it all, and it wouldn't be right if i didn't have this kind of stuff in the kind of situation Kaoru's in. I've warned you, so if anybody complains about it and gets me in trouble i'll bombard you with hate mail! Lol. I'm being honest here. It's not lemon or anything, it's all abuse, and i'd call it lime instead. So if you can't handle it, just read the first part and the last part and wait for the next chap.

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Chapter One

Soul Mate

By Mizuume

Kenshin walked down the dark path, lit only by the moon and the few kerosene lamps that hung elaborately by iron, western-styled stands. Winter was overtaking Autumn at a fast pace, and a light layer of snow already embraced the peaks of the higher mountains. He tightened his haori overcoat and walked on. Concrete abodes lay on either side of the road he walked on, all of them bordered by a wall of rock, some more intricately designed than others. It was obvious the big city people lived differently. A plot surrounded by high concrete walls with great wooden doors, a huge yard, and a concrete house would not be easy to own, let alone in Tokyo. He felt very odd in this neighborhood. But, Katsura had ordered him to look around for Hiruma Gohei there. Apparently, his place was rumored to be beyond this neighborhood. He was to find him, demand information on the whereabouts of his captives, and kill him. Lord Okubo would not rest, let alone even think of assisting the Ishin Shishi until all the captives were released.

The silence was overpowering. He heard his scuffing footsteps like beats of a gong in his ears. His breathing sounded heavier than it really was. Every single sense he possessed was more alert than usual. That was why he sprang so suddenly into action upon hearing voices a few roads away. The voices got clearer as he ran closer. He stopped at an intersection and looked around a bend, hidden crudely by the wall at his side. He looked just in time to see two men, both assassins, pulling their bloodied swords from the bodies of dead policemen. He had received a description of Gohei during his meeting with Katsura. Neither of these two were him, without a doubt.

"That was easier than I thought." One said in a clear, sharp voice.

"Because for once, Yuudai, you're not drunk."

"Shut up."

"Hah… You might as well get drunk, anyways. Remember that girl he brought in two months ago?"

"He brought in a lot of girls in the past two months. They're locked up and waiting for ransoms to be paid."

"Yeah. Well, remember the one with blue eyes?"

" You mean the one wearing that silk kimono? I swear, if you wanna know what every whore should look like, take a look at her, you know what I mean?"

"Yeah."

"What about her?"

"She's the girl Gohei been looking for. The Kamiya." Kenshin's mind awoke at the mention of Gohei.

"Then that means…"

"Yeah." The man laughed. "Gohei was fucking furious when he found out."

"So she don't have anyone to pay her ransom and bail her out?"

"Nah. Gohei told me we couldn't let the girl free without taking something from her first, especially one responsible for his paralyzed thumb."

"Her sex, huh?" he asked, smiling lustfully. "I know what he's thinking, not letting her go."

"Far as I know, Gohei's long taken it from her. But he said we could join in. For the past two months, he's had her in her own room, and he's let the other guys do all kinds of things with her. Trying to get Lord Okubo to pay the ransom wouldn't work, so he said we'd all give her a piece of hell. He says maybe scaring her a little will make him wanna get her out."

The other went quiet for a moment, processing everything his comrade had told him. Then he frowned. "Damn! You mean the other guys have gotten a taste but we haven't?"

"Calm down, bastard." He said angrily. Then he broke into a smile. "Tonight's our night."

"Exactly what do we get to do with her?"

The guy shrugged. "Whatever we want. Fuck her, cut her, burn holes in her… anything he'll let us do. Heck, Hirotoko even carved his name into her thigh. Nice n deep. At least, that's what I was told. Sometimes, Gohei is very generous to us guys."

Kenshin couldn't help but wince. It sounded just too cruel. And for a young girl…

"Well then, lets go! If we lose our time standing here talking, we're not gonna get it back, you know!"

They went off, and Kenshin followed. The chase began.

He had followed them through countless streets until they reached the edge of the forest. In the darkness, they melted into the dense mass of trees, so randomly Kenshin wondered of they knew were they were going. He broke into a run with his light footsteps and slowed when he caught sight of them far ahead, moving with confidence and precision. Obviously, they very well knew where they were going. It seemed like hours before they got to the place, but Kenshin stared at the watched and realized it had only been 30 minutes. He let the men trail slightly ahead as he stopped and stared. The trees were thickly arranged, but through them, he could see the place where Gohei lived, ate, slept, and plotted his sick expeditions. He watched through the windows with disgust about a dozen men drank, laughed, and flirted self assuredly with the women around them. He had nothing to worry about when it came to sneaking in. He'd paid a visit to his boss before he set off, where he got his black wig, something to cover his scarred cheek, and the usual colored gi and hakama these men wore for recognition. Shrouded in darkness, he blended in perfectly with the others.

He tried to look natural as he followed the others down the path, and thankfully, no one suspected his true motives.

As soon as he got inside, cheap sake and cigar smoke assaulted his senses. Women were handcuffed to the narrow western styled pillars, their heads lowered to divert attention. All the same, men came to them and sneered into their ears as they tried to shift their kimono this way and that for a glimpse of a shoulder or an elbow or some such thing. Kenshin did notice, though, how determinedly they restrained themselves. Obviously, they were captives taken for money; their ransoms would be paid soon, and the families would want them back unharmed, and definitely undefiled. So they resisted.

The two men Kenshin first saw trudged carefully up the stairs. Through a series of hallways they went along with a group.

"I can't believe it took us two fuckin months to get something from that girl." A man said.

"Shut up, Hirotoshi. You're about to go in there and get your time in there now. The other guys aren't. All right?"

"That damned Gohei didn't have to make us wait so long. Have you seen the girl? She's an absolute beauty!"

"Has the weirdest eyes I've ever seen."

"Of course I've seen the girl. Beautiful as she is, she's just a girl. All I care about is that this time I'll be screwing someone as innocent as innocent gets. She's not like one of em whores…"

"Not one of em ugly whores, you mean. She's too pretty to be a whore."

"We know she's pretty. What matters is that before she came here, she was a virgin. It's nice to take a taste knowing she's not stale from being bitten already."

"Gohei already took a bite. Now shut up with this stupid crap."

"And besides, the rest of us had a bit for ourselves, too."

"I mean long term. You know what I'm talking about."

Then they opened a door. The first thing Kenshin smelled was blood, sweat and semen. But then, strangely enough, he noticed the faintest scent of jasmine. In the middle of the room was a long, high wooden table. On it was a girl with her face turned away from him as a man, currently doing to her what a rapist does, whispered explicates into her ear. Her kimono was black and embroidered with white and blue flowers, although below the hip some of the flowers were stained a rusty, reddish brown. It hung open at her hips, but all there was to be revealed was covered by the man's hakama clad hips. She was still wearing tabi on her feet and her hair was blue black and glossy. It was long, surrounding her head and trailing off the sides of the table. Her body jerked along with the man's movements. He could see her fisted hands tighten and blood seep between her fingers. The man seized her shoulders, demanding some kind of reaction, but she kept her head turned away, giving no one a look of her face or the pain in her eyes. The man threw her back down onto the hard wood. Her hair flipped across her face. When it was over, he withdrew. Another man came along. Still no sign of Gohei. Kenshin found it harder and harder to watch. Thankfully, The man he'd been expecting entered the room after a few minutes and he could focus on his job instead of the rape. Kenshin readied himself, placing a hand on the hilt of his katana, but his sword was forgotten when he saw what Gohei carried. To his horror, the man held in his two hands a tray filled with red glowing coals.

"Your time's up, so get the hell off." He said, setting the tray aside. The man withdrew and got back to his feet.

"She ain't so responsive tonight." He said. "The bitch."

"Why?"

"Dunno. She just won't do anything. Like fucking a dead person, lying with her."

Gohei nodded and smiled. "Let's give her some alcohol. Liven her up a little." He grabbed a vial from the counter and pressed the opening to her lips. She turned her head away from it, and as he persisted, she resisted. He ended up having to grab her by her hair to keep her from moving. He held her nose between his two fingers and smiled. It was only a matter of time before she'd have to take a breath with her mouth. She struggled, and he only squeezed her nose harder. After about a minute, she couldn't take it anymore. She gasped for air and only received alcohol. She choked on it and started coughing. Gohei took the opportunity to give her more. When he was satisfied that she'd taken enough, he set the vial on the counter again and gave her thigh a pinch. Kenshin could almost feel her dread as Gohei got ready to have his turn with her.

He cast the room's occupants an anticipative glance and then climbed up to the table. He mounted her, smiling maliciously as he suspended his body over hers. Then, without warning, he seized her hair and pulled her up to his level. She kept her eyes averted, and even when he forced her to look at him with a hand on her jaw, her eyes stayed on her bare knees as if her pupils, like lead balls, were weighing them down. Kenshin was at an angle where all he could see was the perfect paleness of her skin and the angles of her defined cheekbones. He was surprised to discover that he wanted to see her face. Everyone spoke of her as being an absolute beauty. It had been a while since he'd seen anything that took his breath away.

"Hirotoshi." Gohei commanded.

"Yes?"

"I'll let you go next if you do me a favor."

"What will it be?" He asked eagerly.

To everyone's surprise, Gohei ripped the knife from his hip and slashed her obi clean through. Then, with almost savage desire, he tore her kimono open. His men cheered and taunted him to go further, but Gohei kept the breast bindings in place. Kenshin felt a lump form in his throat when he saw that her stomach was already marred with burn marks and infected cuts. The girl once again turned her face away.

"Bring me the coals." He commanded. Hirotoshi walked towards him with the tray and placed it on the table beside her head. Gohei took one coal between the metal tongs and placed it slowly on the girl's revealed stomach. He placed another between her collarbones. The girl tensed up. More blood dripped from her fisted hands. Then Gohei started. Kenshin knew she was trying to keep calm from the way her body was tensed and the way her fists tightened. Steam rose from the coals. She let out one short, tiny gasp at the way Gohei's sudden jerk had caused a coal to fall on its side and destroy new skin, and that was too much for Kenshin to handle. He cracked.

"That's it!" He growled, ripping his sword from his sheath. He pointed it threateningly at Hirotoshi, his mind buzzing with fury. "Drop them. If you don't wanna die, then drop them. And you." He whispered coldly, swishing his sword to Gohei. "Get off of her." He clenched his jaw as Gohei smiled challengingly and left the body on the table. "Faster!" He ordered.

The girl lifted her head towards him. Blue eyes lingered on violet eyes. Then Kenshin stared into those blue eyes, and it was as if the whole world was holding its breath.

A/N

See what i mean? It's full of lime. But now you'd understand - if i didn't include the limey stuff, it wouldn't be real. Wanna tell me what you think? Review, please :)

Mizuume