And a thank you once again to my lovely (or handsome! If you are, can I have your number?) and wonderful reviewers: donhisiewen, SRAS9, No one special (I beg to differ!), Jasmine blossom625, Emi Violet, Miztical-Dragon, SeaSaltChocolate, Crau-san, LimeGrass, kokoronagomu, and Scarred Sword Heart.
I do not own Rurouni Kenshin.
Vellicate
-verb
To touch (a body part) lightly so as to excite the surface nerves and cause uneasiness, laughter, or spasmodic movements.
"Mommy!" the shriek is a child's desperate cry, wrenched from the bottom of a thin chest. "Mommy, help me!"
Kaoru turns from her class of middle-ranked students, immediately concerned. Kenshin is supposed to be watching Kenji—what could possibly be wrong?
A little boy comes tearing through the door of the dojo as though a demon itself is on his heels, face red with effort and cheeks shining damply with sweat. He throws himself desperately into his mother's arms, and wails, "Mommy, save me!"
And then Kenshin comes skidding through the door, with a sparkle in his eyes and a devilish grin. "Come back here, you!"
Her students are snickering. Kaoru does her best not to roll her eyes as she realizes that Kenji is smiling too.
"Were you playing tickle monster again?" She asks in resignation.
Kenji nods, ponytail flopping. "Don't let him get me!"
Kenshin looks appropriately abashed now, realizing he has interrupted a class. "Apologies, Kaoru-dono… here, let sessha take him…"
"TICKLE MONSTER!" Kenji shrieks, still enjoying his game. "SAVE ME!"
Kaoru sighs; her students aren't even bothering to stifle their laughter anymore.
And she can hardly hold back a grin herself as she takes the two redheads away for a talking-to.