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Law	By : Artemick Category: Rurouni Kenshin > Het - Male/Female Views: 6553 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Police
- 2-Regret
- 3-Wonder
- 4-Satire
- 5-Heal
- 6-Promises
- 7-Overseer
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- 3
- 4
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The day of Saito's wedding, Sanosuke also stayed behind. Kenshin asked him why, and Sano said, "Because you did."
So Kenshin made lunch at the dojo. Several dishes with sauces; the kitchen became a steam shop. They ate. They could hear the festival outside, loud and wild – Saito and his new partner, Keiko, had many friends through the city, and the wedding parade went on for hours. Once it passed close, and Kenshin and Sano took Kaoru's daughter to go wave at them.
Kenshin thought Saito looked well as a groom. His eyes glistened like a European diplomat in his white uniform. The bride Keiko was incredibly herself for once – braided hair and a lovely woven kimono, perhaps a theatre costume.
She looks very happy, Kenshin thought. That was good. This would not have made me happy.
Amid the noise, Kenshin picked out a voice – something in the hush and annoyance of it made it stand out.
"They don't look anything alike."
It was near. Kenshin's eyes flicked to the source of the voice and he accidentally caught the speaker's eye. It was one of several men looking between him and the bride. Kenshin stepped back into the shadow of the dojo sign, then went inside.
"What a ruckus for a promise he'll break in a year," Sano snorted, following him. He slammed and barred the dojo door. Suddenly, he bellowed into the crack. Then he put his eye to it. "Ha. People are pushing in to stare, what the hell – fuck off!" He banged his hand on the wood.
"Shh. Don't have her repeating that, please." Kenshin kept watch other Kaoru's daughter, putting her down on a blanket.
Sano sighed and came over, throwing an arm around Kenshin.
Kenshin smiled up. "You're like a big brother to me, Sano. You protect me."
"I am. A good one. This doesn't bother you, coming back to Kaoru's dojo? I'd feel like shit, seeing my girl with someone else. If I were you."
"Don't you recognize me for what I am?" Kenshin asked. "You make such a big deal about romance and understanding women…"
"What?"
Kenshin felt dead inside. Simply nothing. No hate, no hope. Simply existing. So he had no fear. "I was not interested in Kaoru. I want a man to love me."
There was silence.
Sano stared, chewing his fishbone. Then he said, "I think I knew."
"Huh?"
"You never touched her. Kaoru."
"I didn't." Kenshin glanced down. Sano had not removed his arm.
"Wow. So, like…does it hurt?"
"What?"
"I mean – not to be rude, but I assume you're taking it? You know. Fingers. Cock."
"Oh." Kenshin turned red, understanding. "Y- …yes. It hurts."
"So…why do it then?"
"I hope that…if I meet a man who cares enough about me, he'll go slowly, and it won't hurt." Kenshin said. "But I haven't."
"What about me?"
Kenshin looked sideways. Sano was intense.
"Why not? We're friends." Sano grinned. "I decided that I'd be into it once when we were out, you know. I was thinking about it. We get along so well, I just figured it'd be all right. I don't care if you're a boy."
"Sano, I'm a woman."
"What? But – battousai…"
"A small person needs speed to conquer force. Women are small. Look at me, Saito. Really look."
Sano stared, and then tried to put his hand on Kenshin's breast. Kenshin knocked his hand away. Sano snapped, "Stop playing around."
Because they were alone, and perhaps because Kenshin's heart was reaching after watching his best friend's child, while his first partner married, Kenshin went ahead and stripped off his kimono.
Sano stared at the bandages, but wasn't convinced by the slim bulge. "I've seen your chest, Himura."
"Play you for it. If you win, I'll take off everything."
"You're on, dumbass. This is the longest prank you've ever played." Sano got his cards. He was annoyed.
They played. Sano cheated – extremely well, as usual, and won.
Kenshin unwound the bandages, completely bare, and stripped.
Sano stared, biting his fist. After a minute, he sputtered, "Barely."
Kenshin shrugged, pulling his kimono back on. It was nice to have the bandages off, to breath freely.
"How did I not notice that?"
"Why would you? I'm a famous killer. I've saved your life. Already, realizing I'm a woman, you don’t think I could now. Even though I already have. That's how I can hide."
"No! I mean – well. You can save my ass anytime, Himura."
Kenshin dressed. "Yeah. Thanks."
Sano grabbed his wrist as he stood. "Don't run off. Hang out a bit. I want to talk."
The next day, Sano showed up at Kenshin's door with a new whetstone and tofu. "I know you don't like killing things, and I've never seen you pick flowers, so I assume I shouldn't bring a bouquet. Got this instead."
"Yum. Want to stay over and eat?"
Sano came inside. He burst out while Kenshin was cooking, "You like me, right? Let's go out."
"No thanks."
"Why?"
"You're a conniving thief and a cheating gambler. And when you're drunk, you don't fight well, but you think you do. It's obnoxious."
"That's fair."
Kenshin finished cooking. He poured out the bowls, then paused, looking it all over. "There's no one for me."
"But there's me. I'm here."
"When you aren't out losing money."
"Exactly. See, you don't have any cash to lose. We're perfect."
Kenshin snorted. But he didn't tease him more. Sano did have good morals, at least in big things.
"I'll be so good to you."
Kenshin stiffened. His skin prickled. He crossed his arms, flushing. "That's not important."
"Think about it. Look." Sano shrugged out of his jacket, then sloughed off the bandages on his hands and stomach. He stripped off his pants. "See this? This is what you're saying no to."
Kenshin grinned, putting up a hand to block the view. "I can't. Stop. I don't make a decision that way."
"Come on. Do your research."
Kenshin lowered his hand and looked. Sano was as he remembered. Fit, toasted with sun and road dust. A hefty man who kept himself lean by fighting all day and drinking his calories.
Before he knew it, Kenshin walked to him, very close. Kenshin reached out and ran a hand down his chest. Then he shrugged his robe off his shoulders and let it hang.
Sano reached out and put a finger on Kenshin's sword hilt. "Whatcha thinking?"
Kenshin thought, trembling, for a minute.
"You aren't saving yourself for marriage, eh?"
Kenshin clutched his own shoulder, where he'd been cut at the police station. He hid his face. "No."
"Oh, all for me then? Or did you like someone before me?"
"No. No, I didn't. It was Saito."
Sano glanced outside the gates, where the wedding goers were drinking and screaming. He wrapped his arms around Kenshin, pulling him close. "That's shitty. He's shitty."
"I don't know. Perhaps it'll be for the best. He…tried me once. The first time was when I was arrested." Kenshin leaned into his chest, the hot skin scalding his cheek. He listened to Sano's heart rage. "And later on…he was the only one there."
After a moment, Sano stroked Kenshin's hair, like he would a child. He kissed Kenshin's head hard, and then rested his chin on top it. He murmured, "That's really shitty."
"Yes. He was threatening Kaoru. Then later he – made fun of me by going to Keiko. Making her act like me, but pathetic. Then he came to me. And I was pathetic, I was worse. He apologized and I forgave him. I was pathetic."
"Why?"
Kenshin choked. "I was lonely. It was all I had."
"I've been that lonely. Come to me next time."
"I will."
"He left you for an actress playing you?"
"No. She's…much…more than I could be. She's a person. She's…funny. She doesn't worry about anything. She has a life." Kenshin said. "What am I? Some tired old dead thing. Afraid. Held back. She's new, she's charming."
"Screw them." Sano barked, crushing him. "Forget those assholes. You're strong. And kind. You're completely kind. Who else is both of those things? And - you can cook! And fight. You're like – everything."
"Thanks, but that isn't good enough, Sano."
"I don't know see why not."
"You have to entertain the other person sexually. I couldn't."
Sano looked down. "You have sexy wrists."
Kenshin laughed, and began coughing. He was too tense. He was still pathetic.
"Whatever, battousai." Sano hugged him and loosened slightly. He took Kenshin's wrist. "Mmm. Delicious."
It scraped Kenshin's heart. "You…wanted me before?"
"Yeah. You're so gentle. Graceful. And you set things straight. You're smart. You have this tight waist too."
Kenshin smiled. "Thank you?"
"Thank you."
Sano's eyes traced over Kenshin's body and he started to smile. "Hey, can I kiss you? I want to. It's not just cause you're a woman. You're my friend. I really want to. Do you?"
Kenshin looked at him, enjoying the touch.
"Or not. I mean…or not."
Kenshin's body was flushing though, to be near Sano's bare skin. He put his hand on Sano's chest and started to lift his face, going up on his toes to reach. "Please."
Sano kissed Kenshin on the mouth.
Kenshin relaxed into it. Sano pulled back, waiting. After a moment, Kenshin threw his arms around Sano's neck.
Sano rubbed his back as they kissed. He let his hands sink. He groped Kenshin, then tried to heft him up.
Kenshin jerked loose, sinking and slipping away. "Stop. What are you doing?"
Sano leaned down. He took care to brush Kenshin's hair off his ear and whispered, "Well, if you don't mind, I figured I'd pick you up, carry you to that wall, and press you very gently against it. Then I'm gonna grind my cock into your sweet clit. You're going to kiss me cause I know you'll like that. We're going to keep going until you beg me to stop or pass out from the pleasure. I'm gonna be sweet to you. Because you're a good friend of mine, you're lonely, and I think you want it. Am I right?"
After a moment, Kenshin stepped close. He took Sano's hands and put them on his hips. "Yes."
"Good. Feel this?" Sano pulled Kenshin's hand to his groin. Kenshin smiled, thrilled, as Sano folded his palm over his erection, dragging it along through the cloth.
Kenshin wanted this, wanted flirtation and a man's lust, wanted to hear dirty words and professions of loyalty. He wanted to be convinced. Not forced, not desperate. He wanted promise, understanding – real love. This was – at least nearer. Sano knew everything he was, and Sano knew everything he'd done to atone. And still wanted his friendship. Kenshin pushed close and rubbed his hand along Sano's flesh.
"Yes. Please, Sano?"
Sano kissed his neck. Kenshin lifted his leg, running his thigh up Sano's. Sano caught his leg and hefted it, pushing his cock up against Kenshin's groin. He grabbed Kenshin's ass and squeezed, massaging. Kenshin pumped his hips, riding over Sano's erection. Clutching at Sano, he begged yes, yes. Sano chuckled, kissing Kenshin's bowed head, pretending to bite.
"You're a good one," Sano crooned into his ear. "You have goodness in you. Like an apple core. Nothing but good comes from you."
"Idiot." Kenshin liked him more for his nonsense. He the same as a lover as he was a friend. He was playful, amused, intent, unconcerned. He explored Kenshin's body with utter patience and respect, avoiding the bruises, listening when Kenshin winced and twisted. He cradled Kenshin's head and kissed over his eyes, the edges of his mouth, under his ears. He crushed him in a hug and then spanked him. Kenshin kissed his chest and rubbed his hands over Sano's tight narrow waist.
"You've wanted to fuck me before, I bet," Sano teased.
"Yes."
"No way. When?"
Kenshin slid his hands into Sano's trousers, squeezing his ass. "My hands are small on you."
"Tell me." Sano leaned forward, pressing Kenshin into the wall. "When?"
"Whenever you lose. I always think of what I could do to you. You're so flush, sweating, panting. You care so much. You're at your best when you're fighting." Kenshin was suddenly ashamed, remembering Saito's fantasy with Keiko. Was he no better than that, wanting weakness to exploit…?
"You too. War brings out character – battle, I mean."
"War destroys character…"
"Trying, Kenshin, trying to win! To survive. Struggle. It shows who you are. Like, here, be nice but try and get loose from me."
Kenshin considered and shook his head, smiling. "No. I can't take that risk."
Sano sighed, looking down at Kenshin, and inhaled. "Boy – girl or boy that you are. I'm going to do terrible things to you. Wonderful things."
Kenshin lifted his own arms up and pressed them to the wall above his head.
Sano slid his hands inside Kenshin's robe. As if he were trying to open a letter, he pulled the robe apart. Observing the dirty bandages still tied further down Kenshin's waist, he asked, "Where's the end?"
Kenshin turned his hip, showing him the tail of the bandage. Sano took the pin out and the bandages loosened. With a little help, they unrolled and sloughed down around Kenshin's hips.
"Does the sun feel good on this pale skin? You're like some sea creature in a shell. White, and pink here." He touched Kenshin's nipples so delicately that at first Kenshin barely felt it.
After a minute though, Kenshin was inhaling, pressing his breath out into Sano's hand as he stroked. Sano noticed the shift of power, but did nothing more than smirk.
Kenshin tightened his leg, pulling Sano in against him, harder.
Sano laughed. "Aren't you strong."
Kenshin shut his eyes. "Touch me more."
"These are soft. You're so soft. I knew it, though. I'd touch your knee while we were eating or playing cards. I didn't think you were a woman, just that you were small, you know? Young."
"You're younger than I am."
"But you're so innocent. I've had a life. You just…tried to fix everything you did, you didn't take anything for yourself. You didn't carve a place."
"I didn't deserve a place. I took so many people's, but…Kaoru gave me one."
"I don't have a place either. Cause I'm an idiot, and I'm poor. So hang out with me. You can have fun and be good too. I'll show you."
"You need to work harder," Kenshin said.
"On you?"
Kenshin smiled. No, Sano's touch was perfect. Kenshin's skin felt so alive. "Do this forever."
Sano stopped and leaned down, kissing him.
Kenshin kissed back.
"I want you to lie down, and I'm going to massage your back."
"I don't believe you…"
"I bet you lie down anyway." Sano said. Kenshin looked at him, annoyed. "Oh come on. Just do it."
Sano turned and lay down on the grass. Kenshin dropped off his hakama, and knelt bare-legged beside him. Sano cheered and grabbed him, wrestled him over until Kenshin straddled him. "Look at your skinny legs."
Sano pulled some of Kenshin's hair out of the tie. Kenshin smiled, leaning down over him to kiss his chest.
Sano clapped his hands over Kenshin's ass, helping him to swing, grinding over Sano's cock.
"Mmm, wet. Enjoying yourself? No panties, hm. I bet the whore has some."
"Huh?"
"Western thing. You don't need them. I can feel how pretty you are bare – "
"Don't talk about me like that please."
"Sorry. Dirty?"
"How I look. It's not important. It just – doesn't mean anything to me."
"Fine, gorgeous."
After a few minutes, Kenshin lay down, resting as he rolled his hips. Sano outlined Kenshin's face with his fingers, then pushed his thumb over Kenshin's lip. Kenshin licked him without thinking, wanting to. He sucked at Sano's thumbnail and swallowed him as Sano pushed his thumb in to pet Kenshin's tongue. Kenshin's heart fluttered with fear that it wasn't right, that Sano would be annoyed.
"Sit up, Ken. I'm going to give you a good rub. Then I want you to sit on my face and I'm going to make you wail. You understand, innocent?"
Kenshin rolled his eyes, blushing. He sat up. "My friends, when I was young, told me that was the best kind of client. The ones who just wanted to devour you."
"What?"
"Men."
"I'm not your client, jackass. I'm your friend. We save each other's lives, remember?" He took Kenshin's shoulders in his hands. "I'm saving yours. Come here."
Kenshin smiled. Sometimes the good in the world set the whole balance right in an instant.
The gate of the dojo opened then.
Kenshin slipped – trying to stand and caught in Sano's arms. By then it was too late; Kaoru and her husband were inside. Her husband guffawed to see them and covered his eyes, limping drunkenly inside.
"The kids are down napping," Sano said, too late –
"You are the worst babysitters." Kaoru growled. She stalked forward. "Not that I expect more from some fleabitten mongrel, but you, Kenshin. What if they woke up?"
Kenshin locked Sano's wrist and pulled him off, moving away to bow. "I'm so sorry, Kaoru, but really, they're deeply asleep. And we didn't…it wasn't – "
"I know what it – you know what? Forget it. Don't while you're babysitting. Obviously, you didn't even hear us outside."
Kenshin shrunk. He was still glowing with pleasure, but looked contrite. "Yes, Kaoru. I'd no idea we'd be that distracted, but you're right – "
"Ha!" Sano said, crossing his legs to hide his thick erection. "Hear that? I'm distracting."
Kaoru shut her eyes and pointed inside. "I'm going to bed. Go home!"
"Our apartments are awful, Kaoru!" Sano whined. "We wanna fuck here. It's our first time, come on."
Kaoru stared at Kenshin. Kenshin's hand was locked over his mouth. But he looked at her with begging eyes.
Kaoru put up her hands. "If you wake the kids, I will murder you both."
Sano cheered.
Kenshin, however, was already dressing.
Sano grabbed him. "Where are you going?"
"Someone has to make dinner."
"You'll be back," Sano grunted, as Kaoru kicked him hard in the side.
"Back? Bastard! Go back to Megumi's and work if you want a nice place to bring someone. Kenshin lives here whenever she wants, but you can't use my yard to invite people over just cause you're too lazy to earn rent."
"Let's not fight…" Kenshin asked.
"Shut up! Sorry, sorry – I mean, Kenshin, please be more careful. Of all people, this useless dog?"
"I really enjoy Sano's company," Kenshin said. "And I trust him. He knows me. We've fought together. We understand one another."
"Kenshin, he just wants to screw anything – "
Sano clambered up. "No, Kenshin's better! If Kenshin gets sick of me, yeah, I'll do someone else. But I'd rather be with him. Don't get prudish, old lady."
"It's fine, Kaoru," Kenshin said, biting the inside of his cheek. She made a face, he smiled, and she squeezed his arm before going to check on her kids.
Later, much later at the door, Kenshin walked Sano out. Sano took his hand and was about to leave without a word.
"Come back," Kenshin said.
"Sure! How about breakfast before work tomorrow? And anytime you're cooking. And anytime you ask." Sano winked.
Kenshin grinned. "Yeah, that's good."
"I'm going to think of us tonight."
Kenshin said, "I am as well."
"God, you're sexy. Fine. On Sunday night, we'll sneak out to those rocks in the fields beside town. That's where all the teenagers go. Warm, sunny. We can fool around. Do it, if you want. Or not, you know, whatever. We can wait. You know, you shouldn't bind your chest. You breathe deeper without it. You'll fight better."
"Maybe. Where the teenagers go?"
"Where cute girls take their hot suitors."
"Really, a suitor?"
"Whenever you want me."
"I don't want a husband. But…I would like someone…and you're loyal." Kenshin felt more and more like he might actually show up.
"To you I'm loyal, and to Kaoru, the kid, and a few others. Don’t let word spread. Everyone'll come knocking."
Kenshin barred the door and went to the garden. He put his hand over his chest. Half of what happened seemed very natural, and half was outlandish, like a play, like the hope he'd felt when he first heard of the revolution, the change they promised.
The dojo got weird after that. Kaoru grew bossy, like Kenshin were her daughter, and began to explain all the horrors of irresponsible men.
"You'll always have to work this hard and more if you marry someone lazy."
Kenshin lifted his hands. "I like work."
"You can't do more than you do already! Take care of your health."
"I will, Kaoru." Kenshin tied up his sleeves. "Why don't I eat a lot tonight, then you'll know I'm okay?"
Sano chuckled, coming around the door. "Maybe Kaoru will feed it to you, because you're so close."
Kaoru threatened him with the shinai, backing him up. "Why should I feed you when you're harassing my babysitter?"
"It's fine," Kenshin said, cutting vegetables.
"What if he gets you sick? He's diseased. I'm surprised he can even walk."
"Are you girls going to spank me now?" Sano said.
Kenshin put the vegetables in. "Help or leave, Sano." He tossed the knife over.
"Careful!" Kaoru shouted. Sano caught the knife and came, grumbling. "The kids, you idiots! – don't throw knives."
Kenshin apologized. Sano edged near and patted his shoulder.
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