Fall from grace
By hye-kyo
Disclaimer: Nope, RK isn't mine...
Author's Notes: A little drabble...
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Title: Hunger
Rating: T
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They went to dinner for the first time.
He was not surprised at how big her appetite was. He had seen her at work last time when he invited her over for dinner at his little apartment. He wasn't a great cook but he could throw in some stuff and make a decent meal. She complimented him by saying it wasn't just a decent meal.
"And I also told you I'd be staying over more times than necessary," she winked as she stood up, leaned across to his seat and placed a kiss on his lips.
He wasn't surprised that she polished off the main course in a couple of minutes. Rather he was surprised at his own voracious appetite, matching hers as if eating had been something he had not been doing for a long time.
She laughed when she heard him asking for another espresso. "You still hungry?"
"Yeah," he said, "I feel like I haven't eaten in forever."
"I feel like that everyday. This black hole of a stomach makes you appreciate things."
He smiled and emptied his cup.
"You have room for more I guess. I still have some frozen pizza and beer at home."
"Great," he got the check and picked up his light coat. "Come on."
She was giggling as he drove to her apartment.
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She reheated the pizza, poured beer into a glass for her and gave him his unopened can. "I'm a bad drunk."
"How bad?"
"Mmm..." she settled against his shoulder. "Wonder why I have this big appetite?"
"No," he took a mouthful, "Medical condition?"
"Yeah," she nipped his earlobe which he decided he liked, "I spend on it too much, more than, I think, what normally normal people does."
"At least it's on food," he joked and earned a little pat.
The pizza was done in a couple of minutes. He took a hungry bite which she matched. Like the enormous feast they had at the restaurant, the pizza was gone soon.
Kenshin slipped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek.
"Upstairs? Or is here okay?"
"Here's okay," he murmured, placing the beer bottle on the low table.
"Good," she giggled again.
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He removed his watch and placed it neatly on the other table by the arm of the couch. He watched as she removed hers and placed it beside his. She had drawn the curtains, locked the doors and dimmed the lights.
A smile played on his lips as she slipped out of her cotton summer dress. She was wearing lacy panties and lacy brassiere and he decided he liked lace. Lace more than anything and he kissed her mouth just as soon. She laughed and pointed to the shirt he was still wearing.
He nodded and discarded the shirt and the pants, leaving them in a heap by the carpeted floor. He slipped his hands around her back, traced the bones from her shoulder blades down to her pelvis and kissed her slowly.
"Where did you say you were going?" she asked.
"Somewhere far," he murmured against her mouth.
"Are you coming back?"
"Hn..."
She settled into silence.
"I'll try to."
"Thanks," she kissed him, "I'm turning twenty three tomorrow."
"That makes me a year older."
"Yeah," and she watched him watch her, her fingers trailing down his chest, his abdomen. She remained silent for a long while until finally she said, "It's like a blackhole."
"What is?" he asked, his mouth on her navel.
"You leaving."
"Ah," he stood up, brought his mouth on level with hers and thought for a really long while. "I want to be honest with you."
"Okay," she kissed him back.
"I don't know how long I will be gone. Maybe a week, a month, a year, forever. I don't know where I am going."
"Ah..." she let her eyes wander away from his face. "Is this...is this part of what you do?"
"Probably." His work. How simply she put it. "I've never been this hungry all my life."
She laughed, "Probably it's the blackhole."
"Probably," and he had his mouth on hers and felt a sudden surge of hunger overpower him. He knew what it meant. He had been too indifferent for so long. Now his hunger was overtaking him. Now that he needed to go.
"Make this last," she whispered.
"I will," he promised.
She smiled. Kaoru knew she'd wake up alone tomorrow.
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A/n: So how was it?