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A Note From Sedjet: Okie doke. This is the revised version of this chapter.

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Chapter Three:

Who Do You Think You
Are?

Kenshin just stared at the girl
hoping she would go away, but she didn�t even squirm. She stood there, meeting his gaze with
sapphire eyes that held a tender expression.
Who the hell did this girl think she was barging into his sanctuary,
thinking she knew his pain?! What did he
have to do to make this girl go away?! A girl that reminded him too painfully of another girl. The girl reminded him of Tomoe with her caring
smile and her unwanted concern. But that
wasn�t why she looked so familiar. There
was something else. He had seen her
before. But where? He should remember a body like that. He groaned inwardly�and those eyes!

�Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?� She asked lightly.

�You look familiar, like I�ve seen you somewhere before,� he
mumbled, still studying her intently.

�I work at the Sex Kitten,� she offered, jamming her thumbs
into the belt loops on her skirt. Her very short skirt that
revealed very long legs.

His face lit up in recognition, �You do bondage!� He used to love watching her show, and he
totally got off on it. What guy
wouldn�t, seeing a woman who looked like that dressed in paten leather, with
thigh-high boots being tied up by another girl?
She was a total sex kitten.

�Yeah, well, it pays the bills,� she muttered wryly.

�I almost didn�t recognize you without the whips, chains,
handcuffs��

�I get the picture,� she muttered.

�You look like a baby.
You can�t be more than sixteen years-old. How in the hell did you get a job at the Sex
Kitten?�

�I�m nineteen, thank you very much! And I�m only dancing at the club so I can go
back to college,� she huffed, crossing her arms over her chest and cocking her
hip to the side.

They stood in awkward silence for a few moments before Kaoru
reached out and captured his wrist between both of her tiny hands. �C�mon!
We should go out. You�ll feel
better.�

Kenshin wrenched his arm free from
her grasp and glared at her, �What the fuck do you think you�re doing?�

Kaoru yanked her hands back like she�d been burned, a
wounded look in her jewel-like eyes. She
crossed her arms in front of her, self-consciously. �You seem lonely. I thought��

�What? That you could
come in here and just barge in on me like you know about me and my
problems?!� Kaoru opened her mouth to
speak, but Kenshin cut her off, �Well, you don�t know
me, and I don�t want to know you! So why
don�t you take your happy ass back to wherever the hell it is that you came
from?� He bit out acidly.

Kaoru�s eyes narrowed in enmity, �You know, for someone with
such passion and incredible talent, you are an incredible asshole.�

�What would you know about talent, anyway? You sell your body for a living,� he said
snidely. He didn�t know why he said
it. She was making him feel like he
hadn�t felt in years. He desired her
physically, and it pissed him off. He
had to lash out at her, needed to hurt her for making him feel like that. He didn�t want anything to do with
anyone. He just wanted everything and
everyone to leave him alone and let him wallow in self-pity while he wasted
away to a husk of his former self.

Kaoru straightened as if she had been slapped, �I dance for a living!�

�You rub your tits in the faces of men you don�t know for
money,� he said scornfully.

Kaoru�s eyes narrowed into dangerous blue slits. She crossed her arms in front of her chest,
and Kenshin had the premonition that he just might
die sooner than he thought. �You fucking
hypocrite,� she said dangerously, and Kenshin found
it odd for such language to be coming from such a sweet mouth. �You have no room to condemn me for my
actions. You recognized me from the Sex
Kitten, which means that you are one of the sorry asses that pays for a woman to rub her tits
in your face.� For the moment, Kenshin was struck dumb.
The girl was smart enough to turn his argument around on him. �I may dance nude, but I do have self-respect. And I
don�t have to use total strangers as my emotional punching bag.�

At that moment, Sanosuke was
walking up to the door of the apartment.
He looked up at the two combatants, checking Kaoru out from head to
toe. Kaoru gave him a measuring look
from his spiky, brown, to the tips of his Chuck Taylor All-Stars and back up,
�Good luck with that one. He�s a total
fuck.� And with a backward glance, she
turned on her heel and left the two men in awkward silence.

�I know,� Sano grinned, checking her out from top to
bottom. Sanosuke
was the one to finally break the tension, �Shit, Kenshin! She was HOT!
What did you do to piss her off?�

�I put her in her fucking place, that�s what.� He grumped.

�That�s not what it sounded like to me. It sounded
like you insulted her profession when she was trying to help your sorry
ass.� He leaned back slightly to check
her out as she walked away, �And man, it looks like she could really help you
out if you know what I mean. Damn! Bitch is hot�looks familiar��

Kenshin sank into his favorite
overstuffed chair and put his head in his hands, �I know,� he moaned.

�So, why were such a dick?�

�I don�t know. She
was just being nice. She reminded me of
Tomoe, and I kinda lost it. She kept touching me like she gave a
shit. It was unnerving. I just needed her to leave. �Cause I wanted to
fuck her in the middle of the floor with the door open.� He tugged at his hair and whimpered. �I wanted her, and I can�t have her. I would have to tell her I have AIDS, and she
would get the fuck away as quickly as she could. She�s too young to have to deal with that
shit.�

Sanosuke shrugged, �It�s your
funeral, man. You know, we, the living
dead, have a motto: There�s no day but
today. Man, you gotta
live while you can. �Cause after it�s
all over, there ain�t nothin�
else.�

�Sano, I don�t need your lovey-dovey-group
therapy bullshit right now.�

Sanosuke just ignored the
pessimistic bastardness that his best friend had
adopted over the past year, �I�m just sayin�, Kenshin. Who knows, maybe you and the boot camp reject have something in
common. Carpe diem, man! Seize the fuckin� day!� He
shot his fist into the air. Sano cleared
his throat and casually straightened out his T-shirt. There was another awkward silence after Sanosuke�s strange outburst. Finally, �So, you comin� to dinner or not? Misao is doing her
protest show, tonight.�

�I don�t know, Sano.
I just�I want to stay here.�

�Fuck that, Kenshin. You�re going out with us. You�ve been holed up in here too long. Someone would think you were fuckin� Osama bin Laden, or
something. Before you know it, you�re
going to be all grisly and skanky lookin�. Your hair is already way too mountain-manish.�

Kenshin�s eye twitched, �I�ve
always had long hair, Sano.�

Sanosuke chuckled, �I know. I was just trying to get a reaction out of
you. So get your shit. You�re comin� with
me. Don�t forget your Azt. You know what happens when you don�t take it.�

�You sound just like Sou,� Kenshin mutter.

Kenshin regarded the spiky haired
man for a moment. Sanosuke
Sagara was one of Kenshin�s
oldest and best friends. He used to be
part of Kenshin�s band before Tomoe�s tragic
death. It had affected everybody. Eventually, Sano went his own way to continue
his music career. Kenshin
was proud and jealous of him. Kenshin wished he had the drive to do�anything,
really. He just couldn�t find a passion
for anything but the memories of a woman long since dead. A woman that had escaped
this world without taking him with her.
Kenshin made up his mind then and there that
he would try to be better about, well, everything. The first thing he was going to do was
apologize to the blue-eyed angel that he had been so unkind to�if he could find
her. He supposed she lived on the bottom
level of the old building that had been turned into make-shift apartments. Perhaps he would run into her soon, and he would
have the chance to apologize.

TBC�
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