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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 Five

Over the course of the next few
weeks, Jean began to arrive home later and later each evening. Kaoru was developing her own suspicions as to
why, even though the man was warm, and jovial most of the time. Kenshin was also developing some
suspicions. But, he told himself, that�s
ridiculous! Jean wouldn�t eve do
that! So, at present, he was sitting in
the library, listening to Kaoru play the piano when the clock struck eleven;
Jean still hadn�t come home.

Kaoru struck one last, haunting
chord, and sat back. Her entire body was
tense from playing, but it was a good kind of tension; she hadn�t been lost in
a piece of music since�well, since she was young. Kenshin gave her a distracted compliment as
he was watching the street. Where in the
world, he wondered, was Jean? The next
morning, Kaoru woke fairly early, however, Jean never had come home during the
night. She�s pretty certain she knows
why, as well, and Kenshin�s still sitting in the same chair he occupied the
night before. His eyes were red from
both crying and lack of sleep, and he was plotting murder.

Kaoru knelt beside him, severely
worried. �He probably fell asleep at
work, Mr. Himura.�

Kenshin smiled bitterly. �That�s what he�ll tell me, anyway.�

Kaoru sighed, and gently took one of
his hands. �Please�innocent until proven
guilty, right?� Kenshin�s jaw tightened,
and trembled the slightest bit. His
response was a sharp nod before he slumped back in the chair again. Kaoru stood, shaking her head.

�Shall I ring for breakfast?�

�Go ahead, I�m not hungry,� he
answered, with a wave of his hand.

She frowned. �You ought to eat something�or at least have
some tea.�

�No, thank you.� He was curt, trying to hide the quaver in his
voice. Kaoru sighed, and rang for one,
which was when Kenshin saw Jean coming down the street, looking just a bit
rumpled. His mind immediately leapt to
the worst possible conclusion, and he decided to wait for Jean to find him,
which he did a few minutes later. When
he entered the library, Jean went over to Kenshin and rested his head on his
knee. Kenshin didn�t touch him. �Where
were you?�

�At work.� His voice is scratchy, as
if he�d just woken up. �I had to stay
late, and was so tired that I fell asleep.
I�m sorry, love.�

Kenshin stiffened, his blood running
cold for the first time since meeting Jean.
�Next time, send someone and let me know. I worry when you�re late.�

�I will.�

Kaoru entered the library with a few scores in her lands, and sat in one
corner, mulling over which one to lean.
Kenshin stood as she entered.

�Kaoru, would you send a note to the
office and tell them that I�m not going to be in today?� She nodded, and left the room, Kenshin
following. Exhaustion had caught up with
him, and he was going to bed. Kaoru sent
the note, and went back to her music studies, and Jean sat and read. That was close, he thought.

Kenshin slept for several hours,
then woke up and wondered where Jean was, because that was his reaction upon
waking and not finding Jean in bed at his side.
He got out of bed, changed, and went to look for him, finding him to
still be in the library, listening to Kaoru play. �Jean, can I see you?�

�Of course,� he replied, standing
and following Kenshin from the library. Kenshin lead them to their room.

�I suppose work must have been very
hard on you recently.� Jean nodded. It was true that he�d been at the office for
that entire time� �I�d hoped that you
would tell me when things like this came up.
That way, I would know not to sit up for hours, waiting for you, and
worrying myself sick.�

�I�m sorry, love. I don�t think it will happen again for a
while.�

�Are you sure?�

�I�m hoping.�

�In that case,� Kenshin smiled. �I thought we might go to the opera tonight.�

�That sounds wonderful.�

�Good.� Kenshin gave him a sound kiss. �And�it�s been quite some time since we made
love��

Jean purred at the back of his
throat, pulling Kenshin closer. �What
time is the opera?�

�At seven.�

�Plenty of time to spare.� He smirked in that way that drove Kenshin mad
and made him blush, and let Kenshin lead him to the bed. Kaoru laughed, as she�d inadvertently caught
bits and pieces of their conversation.
She hoped the piano wouldn�t disturb them, but, with the amount of noise
they were making it was fairly likely that they wouldn�t even be able to hear
it.

The next night, yet again, Jean
wasn�t home for dinner. Kaoru sighed
just as a maid came up with a message, which Kaoru handed to Kenshin.

Love,

I
hate to do this to you, but I�ve been asked to stay

late
again. Please, don�t worry about
me. I may

have
to stay overnight again, but I�ll try not to.

I
love you,

Jean

Kenshin stood abruptly, and headed
towards the door. �I�m going out.�

Kaoru nodded. �Shall I wait for your return?�

�No, go on to bed,� he urged her,
smiling. �I�ll see you in the
morning.� He put on his coat and left,
heading directly to Jean�s workplace, and stood across the street, watching.
Shadows moved across the drawn curtains, but that was about all that there was
to be seen, and the doors were locked.
Meanwhile, Kaoru fell asleep after a rather angry session at the
piano. The instrument in no way deserved
the abuse, but she was both angry at Jean for what he was most likely doing to
his lover, and angry at herself for not being able to comfort Kenshin.

Kenshin, meanwhile, was still
watching the curtained windows. He could
see papers being flung, and then the shadows moved away, but he did not. A few moments later, Jean emerged, looked
rather irritated; he stormed down the street towards Kenshin�s flat. He flopped down on the bed, one arm flung
over his eyes, and Kenshin entered the flat a few minutes later, having followed
Jean, just a bit shakily.

�You�re home.�

Jean gave him a tired smile. �I�m sorry, I didn�t mean to worry you.�

�It�s alright.� Well, it really wasn�t, but Kenshin wasn�t
about to let Jean read that in his expression.
He changed into his nightclothes and sat down on the bed, only to be
pulled into Jean�s arms. �What did you
have to do that kept you this late?�

�Bloody paperwork. I hate
it!�

I was jumping to conclusions,
Kenshin thought, and kissed Jean�s hands.
Jean smiled, and turned so that Kenshin was beneath him. �Let me make it up to you��

Kenshin smiled, and reached up to
touch his face. �I love you.�

Kaoru woke briefly to the sound of
the bed hitting the wall, and, pulling the blankets up over her head, closed
her eyes again.

The next morning, Jean received word
that he was required to leave the country on business matters. He�d be gone for at least a week, and left
after kissing Kenshin. As the carriage
sped away, he was glad that Kenshin couldn�t see his face. If he had, there was a high probability that
Kenshin would have committed homicide.

Kaoru sighed, watching several
people pass by from her vantage point in the library window a few days
later. Standing, she made her way over
to the piano, and sat as Kenshin entered the library. Running elegant fingers over the keys, she
give him an encouraging smile before beginning to play.

�I don�t know what to do,
Kaoru. Every instinct I have says that
he�s cheating on me.�

She paused, as she�d gotten the same
feeling, only much stronger than Kenshin�s probably was, because she was an
outside observer of the relationship. �I
really don�t know what to say��

�I don�t know what to do!�
He collapsed into one of the chairs.

�Well, what would you do if, heaven
forbid, you found out that he was, indeed, cheating on you?�

I don�t know�kill him. Or hurt him.
Though, I�d probably just cry and make him leave.�

Kaoru went to sit beside him. �If he is
cheating on you, you�re too good for him.�

�We�ve been together for years. I can�t imagine living without him.�

�Well, let�s hope he isn�t.� She brought Kenshin the paper, and went back
to playing. Kenshin read the first page,
the reviews, the list of art showing, and the flipped to the society page where
he went completely still. There was an
enormous headline that read: �Playboy Plays More: Jean du Lac spotted in London
hotel with his Lover.� The name
mentioned was not Kenshin�s. He folded
the paper calmly, a bit too calmly, and stood.
Jean was due to return any day.

�Mr. Himura?� Kaoru stopped playing, alarmed. �Mr. Himura?!�
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