Remembrance | By : saraec Category: Rurouni Kenshin > General Views: 2706 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Wow! You
guys are really amazing… Thank you SO much for the many wonderful reviews!!!!
Yes! Your
questions should be answered in time with the development of the story. And ask
for some Kenshin/Kaoru loving: Of course! That is the
heart of this little tale of mine, and it will come in not too long.
So thanks
again, and I really hope you will enjoy this new chapter too… (Tell me! Tell
me! Tell me!)
Love,
~Sara~
Remembrance
~**~
Chapter
2
Kaoru’s eyes opened wide at the sound of fine wood
working as the door to the small room was pulled aside. A
sound waking her from a short dance with sleep which had given no peace.
She had curled up on the bed; tried as she did every
time, to forget that it was made for two, but failing always. The sickening
scent of smoke already lingered too deep... The smell alone bringing newborn
tears to her eyes.
Bowing her head down while pulling
her legs as close to her stomach as she could, she had let the black, silky
curtain of her hair hide the tears as they fell. And Kaoru
had bit her lip as she cried; cradling the little life she felt reacting to her
sorrow; moving uneasily within the protecting circle of her body.
She had heard as one voice raised in anger broke
through the silence she had fought to retrieve; only one voice… Saitou’s. She knew Kenshin was
speaking too; could not hear the words, but the sound as he spoke had reached
her as a soft vibration mixing with the rhythm of her heart.
Calming not only one soul, but two…
With a vision blurred by the teary veil, she had
watched the two shadows to be seen through the door’s thin barrier. Screamed silently when Kenshin
drew his sword and the sakabató’s silhouette
inflicted an invincible wound on the air before her eyes.
Had felt the vulnerability in her Rurouni
even then; knew that he needed the shield only she could give.
But as she reached out, the barrier was there in shape of a closed door, and a limit
separated her suddenly from her beloved swordsman. A limit marked by Saitou’s
body and his sharpened blade.
“Kaoru!”
She heard his voice and fought to sit up straight as
quick as she could in a battle with her body which protested at the sudden movement.
She moaned as pain shot up her spine then, but kept fighting alone. Knew that Saitou’s ears had deafened themselves to those sounds a
long time ago.
“Yes…” she answered him finally; voice strained from
the feelings she tried so deeply to suppress. Pain. Sorrow. Anger. Love… No.
Yes! Love. For a Rurouni…
She waited for his questions; the interrogation which
always followed one of Kenshin’s visits. Words to close the cage; captivating her heart and soul once more
after their gentle but brief liberation by Kenshin’s
hands. But none came this time, and Kaoru had to speak in the end to
pause the worried cry from her mind.
“I-Is Kenshin still here?”
she whispered, trying to make out Saitou where he stood still in the shadows.
Already knowing the answer to her own question. She could feel it… “Maybe he wants to stay for dinner. I-I could
make som-“
“Your Rurouni has left!” A
ring of smoke floated passed her face, and Saitou seemed to emerge from it;
suddenly so near… “He has abused my hospitality more than enough.” Those dark
eyes narrowed and Kaoru whimpered before he even touched her. “My…
possessions…”
-
“May was
such a beautiful month this year… I’m surprised your dear Kaoru-dono doesn’t remember…” Kenshin had felt
blood tickle the skin of his palm; holding his sword with a shaking hand and
battling with his killer-instinct as Saitou urged it to rouse with his gleeful
and taunting words.
“But who
knows? Maybe it’s for the best… What could a poor Rurouni
like you give her anyway? Nothing that I can’t do better!”
Saitou smirked
while he let his eyes run across Kenshin’s body from
feet to glowing golden eyes; as if measuring him for a mental fight in waiting.
“Much
better…”
“You don’t love her…” he’d answered; those few, simple
words holding all his strength…
And his gift for Kaoru and her unborn child; something
Saitou could never give…
With that he had turned on his heel and left the
house; knowing that that door would never be open to him again, unless he broke
it down. But Kenshin also knew that to cross the
limit and break the invisible barrier he would need something stronger, more
powerful than even a reverse blade sword.
-
“Don’t look so scared, Kaoru… Kenshin
has not gone wandering again.” Saitou leaned in and brushed some locks of long,
soft hair out of his young wife’s face. The gesture was almost gentle, but from
the hold on her wrist a bruise was blossoming, and his eyes told that he fed on
her despair. “I just don’t need him around to take care of my wife…”
Kaoru just sat there; her eyes lowered beneath long
lashes while her free hand rested on the precious bulge. If she tried she could
still feel the warmth where Kenshin’s hands had been.
“Yes, yes. I’m fine. I was just clumsy…” She stood up
straight in front of him; so graceful! Then pointed to the two buckets which now lay overturned on the
ground. “They were just so heavy.”
Kenshin
frowned; lifting first one bucket then the other. “You should not carry these
things at all, Kaoru-dono…” He tried to make his
voice stern, but failed as always with her. And moments later he was smiling
again; nodding towards the bulge on her stomach which seemed to have grown even
bigger in the short time since he was last near her. “You are already carrying
enough…”
“Well now, Kaoru-dono…”
Suddenly Kenshin let the buckets drop again, and
instead reached out to grab hold of one of her hands. “Since you’re outside the
houn yon your own in your condition, I take it that Saitou isn’t home today…?”
Kaoru giggled; the wonderful sound sending vibrations
through their entwined fingers and settled as a pleasant
warmth in Kenshin’s chest. “No…” she said while
pursing out her lips; her cheeks blushing stronger than the finest cherries. Suddenly he remembered that expression from
another place, another time…
“He isn’t home, but I think you already know that, my
dear
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