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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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Usual disclaimer applies. Mature themes, coarse language, illicit sex, blah, blah, blah

Chapter Five

The lighting was dim. Blue lamps at every table made the place seem to almost glow against the heavy, smoky air. Men and women flirted and mingled at the tables in-between shots. Some couples were there, one teaching the other how to play. Girls taking shots then pouting when they missed by a mile, only to have her Beau slide in and show her the correct way by feeling her up as he positioned he properly. The pool hall was nothing more than a buffer between the initial meeting and the bedroom. This place was the equivalent of foreplay. You tease, flirt, get worked up and then get into the real thing. The seductive sound of No Doubt, with their slow, sensual reggae beat, was playing in the background. I love Gwen Stefani's voice and style, especially in the video for that song. It made you just want to bear everything, your body, mind and soul. Sometimes I wondered what that would be like, to shed everything you are and just be who you are. But, I had nothing to shed, nothing to hide. I am who I am, underneath it all. I closed my eyes absorb the lyrics, my head and hips waving in a rhythmic motion, catching the attention of my prey.

There's times where I want something more

Someone more like me

There's times when this dress rehearsal

Seems incomplete

But, you see the colors in me like no one else

And behind your dark glasses you're...

You're something else

You're really lovely

Underneath it all

You want to love me

Underneath it all

I'm really lucky

Underneath it all

You're really lovely

"Kenshin," I whispered seductively as I took his hand and stood him up to dance with me for a moment. Our bodies moved together, my lower region pressed against his. I smiled and stepped back, leaving Kenshin slightly perplexed. Without words, I led him outside the pool hall into the parking lot. He followed intently behind me until we reached my car. I walked to the rear and leaned against it. I put my hand to my chest and inhaled the night air. I could hear the crickets chirping in the near-by wooded area. The light of the crescent moon shone on us, as Kenshin looked more beautiful than ever. I thought my heart skipped a beat.

"Are you alright, Kaoru?" he asked, noticing how flush I was.

"Uh, yeah, I'm ok," I replied in a low, unsure voice. Kenshin moved in closer and leaned next to me.

"I know you better than that, Kaoru. I spend more time with you than I do with my..." he paused.

HE PAUSED!

Finally! He is uneasy about mentioning his wife around me. Oh, good gravy and potatoes, he's finally been broken!

And he knows it.

"Well..." I began, masking my excitement, "How candid can I be with you?"

He blinked, then shrugged, as if I should have already known the answer to the question...and I did.

"You know you can tell me anything," he says, rubbing my arm.

It took everything I had to keep myself from moaning at that very moment. The heat I felt between my legs sent flashes of heat all over my body. I gasped, but caught myself and balled my fists up tight.

Composure, Kaoru. Composure. It would take composure to pull this one off, I said to myself.

Now, remember the move I made in the vista-view? Well, this was essentially the same one, but modified. I inhaled and exhaled very deeply, as if something is troubling me greatly. I turned to him and stare him in the eyes. Mine were wide and wanting, searching for comfort. They conveyed the primal need of my body, the passion within. I spoke no words, but he was drawn closer to me, watching my every movement. I batted my lips, as if to speak. He looked at me, his eyes now heavy with lust and desire.

"Anything?" I whispered in my most seductive of voices.

"Hai, anything," he replied, his voice strained.

I noticed his hand moving up and down my arm. I shuddered before I could utter any words. My mind was a complete blank; the only thing I was aware of was Kenshin's soft caress. Who's bewitching whom?

"Anything, Kaoru. I care about you...a lot," he continued, his hand making its way to my shoulder.

I wanted to tell him how much I desperately needed him right that moment and that I'd never felt like this before...but I couldn't. I couldn't think of anything really. I couldn't get over how he was affecting me so. Other men have told me they cared for me, but it hadn't mattered to me. Not since that one asshole broke my heart. Not until this very moment, sitting under the stars with Kenshin. My heart fluttered and I felt warm. I put my hand to my chest and tried to calm myself down. What was happening to me? I stood up to try to shake this feeling off when I stumbled and headed face-first for the ground, but strong arms caught me.

"Kaoru, are you ok?" he questioned, snapping my body close to him. Our noses were touching, both of us breathing heavily.

"I...I suppose I had too much to drink," I whispered, still feeling light-headed. I swear, I wanted to take him right there…as soon as the sky stopped spinning.

"Perhaps I should drive you? I have been drinking, but give me about fifteen minutes and I'll be fine. Just get in your car and I'll have Aoshi take your sister home," he said, helping me to passenger side of the car. Wow, once again things were working out better than if I had planned it out on my own.

Kenshin walked back into the pool hall and located his best friend and Misao. To his surprise, the two were sitting back by the pool table. They were rather close, talking about something that his best bud would tell him later. In the back of his head, he knew Misao was entirely too young for him, but then again, he's never seen him take to a woman so well before.

"Hey, Aoshi, can I interrupt you for a minute?" Kenshin asked, tapping his friend on the shoulder. He was laughing at something Misao said, then turned to him.

"Yeah, what's up," he replied, still smiling.

"It seems Kaoru had a little too much to drink. I'm going to take her home. Do you mind taking Misao home?" he asked. Aoshi's expression quickly turned serious.

"Isn't Misao's car at Kaoru's house? Wouldn't it be better if you take them both home? Some reason you want to be alone?" he said in a condescending tone, more than suggesting there was an ulterior motive on both ends.

"You're right, I just wasn't thinking straight. Kaoru almost passed out and I was only thinking about getting her home," Kenshin admitted. True, the moment we shared private was intimate, but he was only thinking of my well-being and nothing else.

"Kaoru almost passed out?" Misao gasped, her face stricken with worry. Aoshi put a hand on her shoulder, which completely surprised both Misao and Kenshin. His face was still a mask of stone.

"I'm sure your sister will be fine. I'll talk to you later tonight, Kenshin," he said, walking away.

"It was nice talking to you," Misao managed to squeak out, but Aoshi did not respond, and she frowned.

"Com'on, let's get going," Kenshin said. The pair walked out into the parking lot when Kenshin remember he drove his car out there. But, he wanted to make sure I was alright. He quickly decided to leave it there and get it in the morning.

I sat up and noticed both my sister and Kenshin walking towards me. I figured Aoshi wasn't comfortable with taking Missy home or leaving me alone with Kenshin. Bastard. Well, it did make more sense for Kenshin to drive both of us to my house. Guess the situation wasn't as perfectly as I thought. Kenshin opened the door and Misao hopped in the back seat. Kenshin climbed inside and put the key in the ignition. I suddenly felt very tired and laid my head against the rest and allowed my heavy lids to close. I awoke when we pulled into my driveway as if my body knew I had arrived. I sat up and looked over at Kenshin.

"Well, thank you for driving me home, I should be alright," I said, my voice coarse.

"Are you sure you're ok, sis?" Misao asked leaning on the headrest. I patted her on the head and nodded.

"I'm ok. You go home. I'll call you in the morning," I told her. She smiled and kissed me on the cheek. I stepped out and pulled back the front seat so she could get out. I felt like I was using all of my strength, but I managed to do it without any help. Missy skipped to her car and waved. I waved back as she got into her car and drove into the night. My arm dropped heavily to one side. I felt as if it weighed a ton. I forced my eyes to look over at Kenshin, whose eyes were still heavy with worry.

"Let me fix you a cup of coffee," he offered.

"Alright," I responded as I made my way to the front door and inside the house. I guided him to the kitchen and sat down at the stool at the island in the middle. My kitchen was of Iron Chef proportions. A long time ago, I wanted to be a chef. Law school became my aim instead, but I always promised myself a kitchen any culinary artist would envy.

"You don't drink much, do you?" Kenshin asked as he plugged in my coffee machine.

"Actually, I can drink like a fish. I don't know what made me so tipsy," I said, rubbing my temples. My head began to throb and I felt more and more tired. Kenshin turned and looked at me funny. I wanted to snap at him, but I hadn't the energy.

"Did you put your drink down?" he asked me. I thought hard for a moment, then remembered I did leave it alone for a minute.

"Yeah, when we moved to eat," I admitted. I knew what he was implying.

"Think someone slipped you something?" he asked.

"No way!" I almost yelled. "I could never fall for anything like that! I'm way too..."

The next thing I remembered was the sun beaming in my eyes. I wanted to sit up, but a pounding headache kept me down. What happened? I remembered being at the pool hall, then Kenshin driving me home and...OMG, the possibility of me being drugged. At that thought, I shot up and pulled my covers to my chest. I had never known what violation felt like until that moment. Someone slipped something into my drink with the intention of raping me. I became physically ill at the thought and ran to my bathroom, completely ignoring the figure sitting on the opposite side of my bed until I emptied the contents of my gut. I washed my face, and then walked back into my bedroom. Kenshin was sleeping, still in his clothes. He had stayed with me all night. He didn't have to. He could have left. But he didn't.

Suddenly he began to stir and I almost jumped back. One eye opened, then the other. He stretched out and took a good look at me, then stood up. I wanted to hide, wanted to run away. Never had I felt so weak before. I felt tears coming to my eyes. I was crying. I never cried. The only time I did was when my pride and heart was broken by that lying bastard that strung me around for years. I felt… vulnerable. Me, of all people. Out of all the new emotions I had been experiencing the past few weeks, this was one I refused to get used to.

"I was so worried," Kenshin said, running to me, taking me into his arms. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. All I could feel was my shame. I wanted to push him away, but I couldn't. All I could do was cry.

"You must think I'm weak," I whispered through my tears. I felt a cold chill and I suddenly began to shiver. I wanted to be held...I was being held, by the man I had been pursuing. This was what I wanted, wasn't it? Yes…but not like this.

"No. I think you are strong and beautiful," he replied, cupping my face in his slender, but strong hands. Our eyes locked and I began to feel the heat. The butterflies in my belly began to flutter and my knees felt weak. The sunlight poured in from my Victorian windows, bathing our bodies in the soft, yellow light. Tender touches laid on me by strong hands sent my soul ablaze. I wanted him more than I have ever wanted anybody. I needed him. Needed his strength. Needed to be in his arms. Needed him all to myself. I could tell just as I needed him, he needed me to need him. He wanted me to need him.

"Kenshin?"

"Yes?"

"If I tried to kiss you now, would you stop me?"

"Probably not."

I nuzzled my nose against his and slowly found his lips and captured them. So soft, so tender, a kiss so gentle, so genuine. I placed my hand on his cheek as our kiss continued to grow deeper, more passionate. Our bodies pressed together, the clothes getting in the way of the feeling I needed so desperately; his flesh against my flesh, his warmth against mine. My fingers found the front of his shirt and I unfasten the buttons one by one, exposing his chest. It took me only a second to lift my shirt over my head, exposing my lacy bra. Kenshin slipped his hand under it and began to fondle my breasts, teasing my pert nipples. I gasped and threw my head back, my hands pulling at his zipper. I would've ripped his pants off if I could. Our kisses became more intense and feverish as our clothes spilled to the floor in a heap. I pushed Kenshin onto my bed and climbed on top of him. He took my arm and pulled me down closer to him, planting soft kisses from my elbow to my collar bone. My whole body quivered as I clasped a clump of his hair in my hand and continued to press my pelvis against his. That moment was the moment I had been waiting for. I moved my hand down south and positioned the head of his member just slightly inside my folds and begin to lower myself onto him...

RING! RING! RING!

My head flung up as the phone on my night stand rang loudly, driving me out of my lust-induced trance. I looked at my phone, then the man below my between my legs. Kenshin exhaled deeply and began rubbing my arms, the phone still ringing.

Should I answer the phone or let it keep ringing," I battled with myself. Who on earth could it be? The job maybe? Misao? It's probably well into the morning and I should be at work right now.

As much as it pained me, I punched my bed and moved off of Kenshin. I calmly walked over to the phone and answered it.

"Kamiya here," I said tartly.

"Kaoru! I was so worried about you. Are you alright? Feeling ok? Not at work? Oh gods you looked so bad when Kenshin dropped you off..."

Ah, my loving sister. Boy, could her mouth work. She could go on and on and on without giving you a second to reply to anything she says. Very easily excited, that girl.

"Breathe, Misao. I'm ok now. I'll talk to you later," I said, trying to get her off the phone.

"Well, I'm at your door right now," Misao said, excited.

Shit.
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