La Fleure qui est Belle | By : Raithe Category: Rurouni Kenshin > General Views: 3302 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The usual warning and
disclaimer applies, see chapter one.
Chapter Eleven
Kaoru
gave an internal sigh of relief, both because she didn’t have to go back out
and possibly face her, now former, employer, and because Kenshin had asked her
to stay; not that the second was foremost in her mind at all. She nodded and followed him into the flat,
and there was her old room, in the same state in which she had left it, albeit
being much more dusty.
Now, she thought, did he leave my clothing? I doubt it but… As it turned out, he had left
her clothing in the armoire. The reason why, she couldn’t
even begin to hypothesize. She was fairly certain he didn’t like women…
Kenshin
smiled at her consternation, but also because…well, just because, he thought,
slightly bemused as to just why he was pleased that she was there. “Don’t you dare run off before I wake up,
alright? Goodnight.” He left the room, wondering why he’d said
that.
“I
will never understand that man.” She
changed, hissing as the cloth of her dress rubbed against some other…marks…on
her back, and fell into the first deep sleep she’d had in months.
Kenshin
awoke the next morning to the sound of the piano ,and
smiled at the ceiling, the brush of the silk sheets cool against the bare skin
of his chest, as he’d discovered the joys of sleeping virtually naked while out
of the country. He threw on his robe,
and went to join Kaoru in the library, leaning against the doorframe and just
watching her, slightly fascinated, clapping once she had finished. “I’ve missed that.”
Kaoru
turned, startled. “Oh! Mr. Himura!” He sat in a nearby chair, smiling. “Did you sleep well?”
“I
did. And yourself?”
Not
with the way my back is now, she thought.
“Better than I have been, thank you.”
He
nodded. “Did you call up breakfast, by
any chance?”
Kaoru
laughed quietly. “Of
course. I thought you might be
hungry. And I ordered something for
myself as well.”
Kenshin
chuckled. He had been about to ask her
whether she had or not, but it appeared that she was still a step ahead of
him. There was a knock on the door, and
a main came into the flat with a try of food, which she set out on the dining
room table. Kenshin stood, and followed
Kaoru into the dining room where he helped her sit before seating himself
across from her.
“How
have you been these past few months, Mr. Himura? Well, I hope.”
Kenshin
nodded. “Quite well. It’s been a prosperous season for me.”
“That’s
good to hear.” They ate their meal in
silence. That Kaoru was quieter than
she’d once been could be a good or bad thing, but it didn’t bother Kenshin, and
she didn’t seem to notice. After
breakfast, Kaoru went to change into her normal clothing, gritting her teeth as
the cloth rubbed against her back. Danm, she thought, but that hurts like hell! She paced the room, attempting to lace up the
back of the dress with a great deal of difficulty. Kenshin departed before she was through,
leaving a note on the table which said that he had business to conduct and he
would see her in the evening. She stared
blankly at the slip of paper for a few seconds, then
smiled. “I guess he isn’t kicking me out
yet.”
The
sound of the piano could be heard throughout the flat for the rest of the day,
along with occasional bursts of song. It
felt good to make music again, even if her back was exceedingly sore by the
time Kenshin returned. She looked up
from the score as the door shut, and greeted Kenshin as he made his way to the
parlor to tend to some correspondence, after which he joined her in the library
with a book, losing himself in its pages until the maid rang the dinner
bell. He gave Kaoru a thoughtful look
across the table during the meal, which she caught with a good deal of consternation.
“How
was your day, Mr. Himura?”
“Awfully busy. And
yours?”
“Quiet…it’s
a nice change.” Kaoru sighed. As much as she was enjoying being at the
flat, she was unsure of whether she was really welcome. “I should probably go…I don’t want to be a burdon.”
Kenshin
replied without looking up from his plate.
Her words, for completely foreign reasons, had made his blood run cold
for a few moments. “I’d rather you
stayed.”
As
his head was down, he missed her quizzical glance. “Why, though,” she questioned, quietly. “I mean, you haven’t re-hired me…so why would
you want me around?”
“As a friend.” He
looked up at her soft chuckle.
“Alright. But feel
free to evict me if I overstay my welcome.”
Her laughter made him smile.
“Evict
you? My dear, evicting a guest is
incredibly rude.”
“Always
the gentleman, aren’t you? I’ve missed
it…it’s not every day that someone like me is treated so well.”
“Which, in itself, is a crime.”
“Not
everyone shares your high opinion of women…”
“You
mean my strange one? Considering the
fact that I have known few women in my lifetime other than old maids and my
mother…”
Kaoru
shook her head. He’d let that one slip,
and she wasn’t about to call him on it, but rather, file the information away
for another time, if she might ever need it again. Excusing herself, she rang for the maid to
clean up, and went to take a bath. The
hot water, she hoped, would ease the tension from her muscles, and clean the
healing cuts. She poured in some foaming
salts, and slid under the bubbles.
Kenshin, for his part, completed some paperwork for his company, and
read before calling through the bathroom door.
“I’m
turning in. I’ll see you in the
morning.”
“Alright.” She
stepped out of the tub a while later, wrapped herself in a robe, and walked
back to her room. Once there she changed
into a silk nightgown, and slid under the blankets. The candle went out with a small hiss, and
the room was plunged into darkness scant moments before she fell asleep.
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