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The Devil Wears a Pinstriped Suit	By : Sosoru Category: Rurouni Kenshin > General Views: 24776 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 10

I'll be honest. I started his whole adventure with an air of confidence unmatched. Why? Because I
have conquered every man I set my eyes on. I have controlled every player in the situation. Every
situation has played in my favor. I had no worry about nothing. Every event, every man, every other
w was was predictable. I had nothing to fear, nothing to worry about. All I needed to do was collect
my pleasure from my toys and discard them at will. With Kenshin, it has been anything but business
as usually. Even though I did eventually beg him, it took much longer than I could have ever
anticipated. I even gave up at one point, something I have never done before. While I know he lusts
after me, I have yet to be able to make up his mind for him. He is still fighting a battle of morals
with himself. On top of that, he unintentionally brought his wife into my life, all because he couldn't
keep his cool and took his problems home with him. Now, the situation was truly volatile, unlike
any I have faced before.

Eh, but I had to stop worrying about it. I had a job to do. I looked down at the mass of files strewn
across my desk. Opening arguments were set to begin in three days and it might as well have been
three hours. It seemed all of our sleepless nights and long day were in vain due to a reassignment of
the lawyer for the prosecution. The family fired their old one, seeing how our team had pretty much
dominated all the preliminaries and got the most ruthless and feared district attorneys out there.
Delia DeMakey. Her reputation preceded her to the extent that mention of her name sent chills down
any defense attorney's spine. She and I only bumped heads once, the case ended in a hung jury.
Eventually, my client was let off on a technicality, but it would have been a tarnish on my record if
we went to trial again. She was a force to reckon with. Kenshin and I needed to be focused and ready
to deal with this foe. As our first case together, it was important that we proved ourselves a
formidable pair.

“I believe we should drop the alibi,” Kenshin stated while eying several files simultaneously.

“Drop the alibi?” I questioned, looking over the same files in an attempt to see whatever possessed
Kenshin to say such a foolish thing.

“All of this time, we were treating this case like a bird. The alibi we have is for a bird case, where
the prosecution was weak and wouldn’t think to ask the questions that would break the story down.
Now that DeMackey is involved, we can’t afford to do that. We have to start from scratch," he
stated, exasperated.

“The alibi is solid. We have two people who claimed to see our client outside of the house while
screams came from within,” I retorted. “Besides, to start from scratch would take time we simply
don’t have.”

“Look,” he said, I hint of irritation in his voice, “I don’t want to rework this thing any more than
you do, but do want to win. We won’t be able to win this case with the current alibi. The neighbors
only THOUGHT they saw our man and that is what they will testify. You’re a lawyer, you know
how badly that will get picked apart.

Damn it. I hate it when other people are right and I am wrong, but I have to accept it just the same. I
can’t get mad at someone for telling the truth, and telling the truth he was. This alibi will be a feast
for DeMakey and we would be the ones in famine. No, he was right. We had to figure out something
and fast. But...not with the headache I had at the moment. The prospect of starting from square one
sent stabbing pains between my eyes. I squinted, trying to rid myself of the pain, but it was difficult.

“Alright,” I said, defeated, “We’ll work on it...but I need an Alieve. This is going to be a very long
seventy-two hours and I can’t get through it with my head throbbing.”

“Are you cool?” he questioned.

“I’ll be ok...but let’s just take a break,” I said, digging into the purse for my special blue pill.

“That’s cool,” he replied, shrinking back into the seat, relaxing. “So, how’s Misao?”

“I’m sure you can ask Aoshi that. She seems to be smitten with him,” I chuckled.

“Yeah, well...he has taken to her. I must admit, they age gap is...”

“And our age gap?” I interrupted. Kenshin smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

“It’s different,” he said.

“Hmm, different. You know what’s really different,” I began. I hadn’t told him his wife called. I was
debating on ever doing so, but since the opportunity presented itself so flawlessly... “Your little
woman calling me to reassure her everything was ok with you.”

Kenshin’s expression changed from one of amusement to pure shock and fear. What was going on in
his head?

“And what did you tell her?” he questioned, but his tone suggesting I may have said something
damaging to his relationship with his wife. What a fool! He was about to make me angry.

Very angry.

“I told her I was fucking you like you’ve never been fucked before...what the hell do you think I told
her? I soothed her fears, something I shouldn’t have to do. I told you to get your emotions in order.
Normally, I wouldn’t care, but I don’t want to meet your wife and I don’t want her to meet me.
She’s supposed to be your issue, not mine. Your indecision has made her my issue and, quite
frankly, I don’t fucking appreciate it,” I said in cool, calculated, well-pronounced words. Despite the
coarseness on my words, there was not a hint of anger in my voice. I knew how to control my temper
to the point is seemed I was teasing to test his bounds. But, I’m really daring him to test mine.

So, he sits there, his jaw to the floor, trying to collect the words I just told him and form a reasonable
thought. I saw his mind working, his chest heaving. Oh...did I upset him?

Good.

“So, she doesn’t know?” was all he was able to get out.

Ok, I had to unfasten the top two buttons of my shirt before I overheated. And where were those
damn tablets I had here in this office. My head was pounding even more.

“No, she doesn’t,” I retorted.

“Good,” he responded.

“Did anything else I say sink in? Or since your ass is covered, that’s all that matters?” I quizzed, my
facade beginning to fade.

“Damn it, Kaoru...I’m not like you. I can’t turn off my morals per request,” he stated. I sat back, my
eyes wide as if I had just been slapped across the face.

“You turn them off fast enough when pussy is presented to you,” I shot back at him. “You listen and
you listen good, Himura. You get your act together or I swear to God, you will wish I had told her,
because my wrath is nothing you want to face. I am not to be toyed with.”

What the hell was going on? Was I really getting upset? Why was I getting upset? Why did his
words strike me so? Why didn’t I just brush it off and pat him on the head like the silly boy he is?
And where’s that fucking Alieve!!!!

“Look, Kaoru, I apologize,” he said, trying to neutralize the situation. “My wife is my world, ok.
You must understand that.”

And, Himura Kenshin, you must understand that I will not interfere with your relationship. I will not
steal you away. I do not want to do any such thing. But, you have to keep your shit tight, because if
she finds out, it would be your doing, not mine,” I explained to him.

ALAS! In my middle drawer, I found the magical little pill and smile. I excused myself to the
bathroom to grab a bit of water. Now, I would be able to think straight. Hopefully, this le ile incident
will get him to do what he needs to do, because I’ve done all I can.

“Kaoru, your cell in ringing,” I heard him say from the office. I trotted back and caught the phone
right at the last ring. It was my dear little sister.

“Yes, babe,” I said.

“Kaoru, I’m in love!” Misao swooned through the phone.

“That’s nice...but, I really need to call you back, I’m swamped with work,” I said.

“Oh, ok, bye,” she said.

“Bye.”

Ugh, now it was back to work for me and Kenshin. Without a word, we dug back into the files,
trying to forget, unsuccessfully, about our spat. But, at least someone was happy. My little Misao
has fallen in love...with Aoshi no doubt...

Aoshi came back from the counter with two huge cones of ice cream. He handed one to Misao, then
sat down on the plastic chair. Misio smiled brightly, then began to lick the soft, vanilla-flavored ice
cream and Aoshi just watched her. She was so lively, so bright and well...beautiful. Sure, her sister
was model-material also...but her personality was not his tastes. Well...no one suited his tastes. But
somehow...this bundle of energy captured his interest.

“What are you staring at?” Misao asked mid-lick. Somehow, she got some of the food on her nose.
Aoshi’s cool eyes soften as he chuckled and kissed the sweet substance off. Misao blushed wildly
and sat back far in her chair.

“Don’t tell me you have never been kissed,” Aoshi said, laughing. When Misao turned a shade of
crimson unseen by his eyes before, he stopped laughing. How amazingly adorable this woman was.
Never been kissed? So different from her sister.

“Only on the cheek. I’ve never really dated or anything. You know...school and such,” she replied,
trying to be more adult about it. She had to relax and play it cool, like her sister taught her.

“Ah, I remember school,” Aoshi said, his face turning back to it’s normal, cool expression.

“Yeah, well, school is very important to me...some people just don’t understand that,” Misao said,
her voice a little lower. She remembered all the teasing she got in high school for being a tomboy
and a virgin. She was laughed at, when she told them she never had a real kiss. Well, perhaps she
did have the last laugh since most of those girls got knocked up and dropped out before ever getting
their diploma. She just never wanted to be like them. She wanted to go far, to be somebody.

“Misao,” Aoshi muttered, grabbing her attention.

“Yes?” she said sheepishly.

“Tell me...tell me whatever is on your mind. I want to know,” he said, almost stumbling through the
words. He was feeling emotions trapped away for years. Feelings he only shared for one other
woman. Feelings that he would project onto this precious woman.

“Well...most people just don’t understand. I was tormented constantly in high school. I was slow to
mature physically and I never had a real boyfriend. I don’t have a boyfriend now because...well...I
haven’t found the right guy,” she said.

“I’m not the right guy?” Aoshi asked cooly, much more than he intended it to sound. Misao blushed
and dropped her ice cream.

“Ohhhh,” Misao frowned as sugar ants quickly attacked the food. One of the downfalls of an
outdoor stand.

Aoshi walked over to her and knelt down to her eye level. He took her had and bore into her soul
with eyes of ice blue. Her heart fluttered.

“What I mean is...I care about you. You hpeakpeaked my interest. You are a wonderful young
woman and I would be honored if you allowed me to be in your life. I understand how you feel.
Come to me,” he said, tilting her chin down and kissing her lips slowly and softly. Misao thought
she was going to pass out. Her first real kiss! Aoshi moved away and then cupped her face.

“Aoshi,” she whispered as she moved in to kiss him again. She did it. She finally found the right
man for her. So what they’ve only known each other for a short while! Their bond was so tight, so
definite, it had to be right! Just then, Aoshi’s cell phone rang. From the tone, he knew who it was.

“Let me take this,” he said, breaking the innocent little kiss. Misao nodded and he answered the
phone.

“Yes, Tomoe,” he said.

“Aoshi, are you busy?” she asked, her voice obviously troubled.

“A little,” he said. “What’s wrong?”

“I need to talk to you, my dear friend,” she pleaded.

Aoshi looked at his new girlfriend and sighed. Tomoe was his childhood and dearest friend. He had
to go to her.

“Misao, Tomoe...Kenshin’s wife, needs to speak with me. Do you mind if I catch up with you
later?” he asked.

“Oh...that’s ok,” she said, dis disappointment apparent in her voice.

“I’ll make it up to you, I swear,” he said, kissing her on the cheek. He handed her his now-dripping
cone and patted her on the head. She smiled as he stood up and walked away. He turned and made a
motion meaning he would call her and she smiled even wider. He was really a wonderful guy. Boy,
was she glad she went to the pool hall that night with her sister! So what there was an age
difference? So what they just started to get to know each other. He was hot, but he was also kind and
understanding. His cool exterior was pushed back to show a warm, loving person. And best of
all...he cared for her. This truly has great possibilities. She never felt this way about anyone...and no
one has ever felt that way about her.

She was in love.
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