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Chapter List
- 1-Part I
- 2-Part II
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It was so sad to me that there was such a lack of
Enishi/Kaoru lemons. I rather like the
pairing (for fanfiction anyway). This
was a new exercise, since I never tried anything that wasn�t AU before. Writing them in their own universe at all is
oddly difficult since I don�t like making people OOC. Let�s hope I kept them as IC as I could. And please oh please don�t flame me, all you
K/K lovers. I don�t have anything
against K/K, and in fact that�s what I started out as! I just love Enishi too much to want him to be
lonely. . .

This is unedited, and I don�t know how I feel about it, but
here it is anyway.

This is a repost because everything messed up on affnet for
some reason. Oh well.

Disclaimer: I don�t own Rurouni Kenshin, plus I have no
money.

Enishi glanced over through the sheets of rain at the house,
just visible from the illuminated outline it created. The staccato breaths he gave from the intense
workout he had just finished were swallowed into the rain without leaving any
lasting mark. The deluge was not letting
up and he was tired of wiping off the smears from his glasses. Some food and some rest would restore his
body even as his mind churned with gleeful expectation of the day Battousai
would come for the prize Enishi had so easily stolen.

The girl. Kaoru.

It was only right, only fair, that Enishi steal away what
was Battousai�s. It would have been
better if he had actually killed her perhaps, thus making the parallels more
concrete, but an uncanny feeling halted him.
At first he had thought it was the resemblance to his martyred sister,
but as time passed Kaoru had begun to forge an image of herself that was
incompatible with the continued assumption of total similarity. Her cooking for one thing. His sister had never been as bad as Kamiya
that she couldn�t even make a simple soup without fouling up.

Of course his sister had also never worn a bathrobe, gaping
as she bent over the concoction, steam wafting up and forcing the material to
warp and loop forward even more and exposed just a peek of a curve. . .

But it had only been a passing glance. She hadn�t even seen him as he had forged a
path outside to do his exercises. It was
nothing that would continue to disturb him.
His control was absolute and he was only growing even more conscientious
about the state of his form, which is why he spent the extra hour or two out
here. In the rain. Cold and sore.

Ok, maybe if he wanted to be honest, he would admit that he
was avoiding something.

Up until this point he had clearly been separating her
existence as a woman from her existence as a tool of revenge, but today his
brief interested glance had informed him to his body�s needs and how much it
wanted to satisfy those needs with her.
He was a bastard, but he was no rapist, no monster, just a man out to
get justice. Killing people was a perk,
as warm-ups for his contest with Battousai.
But he couldn�t lay a hand on Kaoru, not even when she dared to offer
him that hated pity or her haughty refusal to lose faith in her friends. He envied her, and wished to break her and
destroy this haven she had managed to find in her own mind which he could never
locate in his own.

Just once he wanted her to realize how alone she was and
despair. Exactly like he had.

Enishi clenched the gritty and wet handle of his sword and
decided it was time to take a bath and forget about these gloomy thoughts
before he caught something so plebian as a cold. The smell of cooking was appealing enough
when he entered, even as he knew the taste would be leave something to be
desired. Masochistically, he always ate
her food anyway, hoping each time that maybe she hadn�t added that extra dash
of salt or left it on the fire just ten minutes too long. Mostly, he figured, he ate it because she
bothered to cook it. Her heart was too
good to be messed about in all of this.
It would only be a matter of time before she became soiled by his own
tainted existence. He thought this all
quietly to himself as he changed into his bathrobe and wandered past the dining
room where a strange sight caused him to halt.

Kaoru was waiting, table spread, while looking out of the
window in an unguarded moment. Her eyes
were hooded and her hand hid her mouth.
Her hair was down, released from the usual banded rope, and her face was
framed and pale in the dusky light. She
looked reflective, not particularly sad, but certainly deep in thoughts that
were not happy so much as on a different plane of existence. Did she think about her home? About Battousai? About him?
The needles that passed through his heart as he considered the last
possibility made him want to go shake her out of her daze so she would look at
him, acknowledge him. Instead he quietly
walked in and sat down, lifting the cold soup to his lips and picking at the
dried out rice. She noticed him with
wide eyes, but said nothing, rather starting on her own meal just as he ate his
in silence.

They ate together at the large western style dining room
table, occupying each end a full two yards away from one another. For some reason unknown to him, Kaoru had
waited for him until he had showed up for dinner. It was a deferent gesture that he didn�t
understand and wanted to reject in some way, but the attention was
warming. Her eyes wandered out of the
window and he thought in a disgruntled manner that her thoughts before had not
been on him.

�Are you bored here?�
His voice seemed strangely loud over the clatter of rain and in the
stuffy and humid room, a contrast to the frigid outside.

Kaoru turned wide eyes in his direction. It was rare for Enishi to address her, and
she wasn�t sure if the cross tone in his voice was the leading edge of a more
violent mood or not. �Sometimes.� She had sat down to eat and gotten lost in
thought over the trance inducing sound of rain.
When he had suddenly appeared in her field of vision and started eating
it had been something of a surprise.
Lately she had been spending so much time alone that even Enishi�s
company was a welcome chance to remember that there was more than just her on
this earth.

With more then a little interest he noticed how her
slouching position again opened up her robe indecently. He tried not to leer lest she see the
direction his eyes were taking and spoil the little show. �What would help, then?� Her stimulating presence was making him feel
generous. �A book? Some drawing materials?�

�I would rather like some fabric and some sewing
supplies. I�ve been in this robe for
weeks, and I think that it�s getting worn in places, and stained. Then I would be out of your way, too.� She tried optimistically to gain one of the
things that she often fondly thought of in her spare time. After this was all over she would never take
clothing for granted again, especially her kimonos.

�I suppose my company does grate on you.� His tone had gone flat. The hair on the back of Kaoru�s neck rose up
in response to the dangerous energy he emanated.

She shook her head.
�I didn�t mean that. You just
seem busy.�

Enishi picked up the empty soup bowl and threw it against
the wall with careless strength. �Oh
yes, so very busy waiting for your little friends to figure things out and come
for you.� His voice was a hiss. Kaoru, thinking his flare of impatience was
unfair to be directed at her, found her own response rising to her lips before
she could stop it.

�Then just tell them I�m here! Why play at this revenge business?! When I was going to fight Kenshin I took
myself out into the streets and faced him like a man!� The vague memory of how she had met Kenshin
flashed through her mind, and she watched Enishi stand with fists
clenched. She had gone too far and she
knew it.

�You will never never understand
what being abandoned feels like, what the pain can do to you.� He was striding over and Kaoru�s temper was
slightly cooled by fear even as she found herself meeting him halfway at the
middle of the table, her clenched jaw muscles the only clue to her own rage.

She poked him in the chest as he leaned over her, his height
giving him the obvious advantage in intimidation even as Kaoru was trying her
best to look at him with equal self righteousness. �You�re wrong. For two weeks I have been on this island with
you and my friends haven�t come for me yet.
I know all too well what being abandoned feels like.� Hot tears leaked from her eyes and she
scrubbed at them quickly, before meeting the softened glance of the man she had
grown strangely accustomed to in their brief acquaintance. Flushed, she put her hands and her hips.

�I told you to stop trying these little games.� Enishi�s voice vibrated close to her ear,
falsely sweet.

�What games?� She
couldn�t bring herself to look at him now for some odd reason, so she focused
to the side at a window where the rain�s bleak color in the growing evening did
little to take her mind off of the situation.

�Trying to get my pity. . . trying to understand me. As if you could.�

With her necked turned, Kaoru had exposed such a pristine
and delicious column of skin that Enishi found himself that much more annoyed
and convinced that she was doing this very much on purpose, provoking him. The wench couldn�t get away with it. So he would call her bluff in a way she could
never imagine. It was just the slightest
arch down to reach the line of tendon on her neck which he licked a slow path
up before deciding to stop and suck on a spot below her ear. Allowing himself a soft bite, he felt how the
skin pulled and then smiled to himself as if he found it funny.

As soon as his teeth grazed her skin, Kaoru felt her legs
buckle in shock. But rather than let her
fall, Enishi brought his knee up in between her legs and eased her onto the
table. A wash of cold caused goosebumps
to speckle her skin and she finally reacted consciously to this change of
position. The struggles she offered up
were just as easily countered as she had feared, as her hands were pinned above
her head at their wrists and the leg that had attempted to knee him was clamped
between both of his. To her great
horror, she also realized that her struggles had forced the old robe (already
ill fitting) to bare her chest and the cloth belt to begin to come undone. Enishi looked up from where they both had
been staring at her bared chest, and the cornered and furious glance on her
face only caused his own expression of lust to intensify.

�Your clothes don�t do you justice. Maybe I�ll just take the robe from you too.� He bent and took one pink crest into his
mouth, and the contrast with the temperature of the room was enough to make
Kaoru gasp before she pulled herself together again. How could he do this to her and did he
actually think she�d let him get away with it?

�Let go. . .right now.�
He sucked a little harder at the nipple before stimulating it with his
tongue. She was finding it difficult to
maintain her anger as it tried to redirect itself into other channels of
response. It was unfortunate that anger
simply was one form of passionate energy, and that she was so susceptible to
another. �You�ll regret this, I promise
you.�

Enishi withdrew and the cold air instead wrapped, in a much
less satisfying manner, around her flesh as he considered her words. His free hand rested at the inside of her
thigh and he made small circles with his index and middle fingers
together. It was like he was stoking a
furnace inside of her and she bit her lip hard to maintain concentration. If she could stand a fair amount of physical
pain, she felt that she should be able to hold up against any sort of
torture. Then again, she had never counted
on him doing anything like this.

�If you can tell me, honestly, that you don�t want
this. Then I�ll stop.� His fingers moved higher up, and Kaoru�s
mouth was trying to slacken so that she could take in the gulps of oxygen that
her body was demanding of her.

�Please. . .� She
blanked a moment on what she was going to say next. �Please stop.
I can�t. . .� Her anger was dissolving
as her entire being focused in on the swirling motion of his fingers against
her skin and her eyes closed to savor the pure feeling of it. He shifted, now that she was no longer
struggling, and the press of something hard against her leg made her feel
powerful and curious, but no less resolute to finish her sentence. �We can�t.
It isn�t right.�

The hand around her wrists tightened and the fingers left
her thigh only to move up to her waist and untie the loose knot of her
robe. When Kaoru felt the tug and the
opening of the material that was all that prevented her exposure, she felt like
screaming at Enishi, to cry out for something, whether justice or fulfillment,
she was becoming unsure.

Enishi�s hand stroked her belly, moving up to cup one breast
before moving back down to part the lips that protected her center. �It�s not a question of right or wrong. It�s a question of desire. And right now, my dear, you desire me and I desire
you and there is nothing wrong with that.�
It was difficult to argue with his words, reinforced as they were by the
insistent push of his erection against her thigh and the feather light touches
of his callused fingers that seemed to doing anything but stroking her where
she wanted him to.

�Why?� Her eyes, unfocused
and shining, tried to seek out his own but could only manage to locate his wild
shock of white hair in the darkening room.
�Please. . .�

Writhing erotically and saying please so nicely gave Enishi
a new wash of feeling as he shivered and grew harder against her. �Because,� he offered up honestly. �You�re unique.� And then his fingers moved into her slowly,
rubbing against her inner walls and stretching her muscles carefully. Once his fingers were slick with fluid, he
lubricated his thumb and pressed it against her nexus of nerves and let himself
enjoy the way she bucked up against him with a cry.

Kaoru experienced a moment of severe pleasure and extreme
doubt. It would be one thing to let this
continue when she had been given a clear out, and Enishi up until now had
largely been decent towards her so she thought that he might honestly let her
go if that�s what she demanded. She
couldn�t let him go on if she had any chance to stop it.

�Stop. I don�t want
this, not like this.�

Enishi stifled the groan in the back of his throat. What was she doing? Why did she stop him now? His hand removed its grip from her wrists and
his fingers withdrew from her body. With
supreme calculation, he licked one finger as if it were a knife�s edge and held
her gaze. She had no idea how wanton she
looked, hair tangled, body beginning to sweat, opened and ready for him. But she had said the key words he had
demanded of her and he would relent as he had said he would. Enishi turned away, only to be caught by the
belt of his robe before he could take more than a step away.

Her forehead leaned forward to touch his back.

�I want this on my terms.
We�re both alone. Maybe it�s ok
to be alone together? For now.� Kaoru, pulled by the demands of her body and
the strange loneliness of her previous thoughts, didn�t let herself analyze her
thoughts much more than what the moment dictated. Her arms wound around him from behind and
felt out the loose knot of his belt. He
watched her small hands grope blindly and release the ties clumsily. Rather than help her, he simply waited,
cherishing the feeling of her breasts pressed against his back. Enishi watched her hands open the robe and
then hesitate to continue with her exploration.

�Is this a yes?� He
swallowed thickly.

He felt her forehead rub against his back as she
nodded. �Yes. Just for today.�

Kaoru�s pain may not be as great as his, but just for a
little while she could allow him a release.
The needy pull of his hands on hers gave her the wanted feeling she had
missed. She was a woman with too much
love in her soul not to want to connect to someone bleeding inside like
Enishi. When her hand wrapped around a
soft and firm column of skin, she allowed herself to be guided by her hands to
form a holistic image of it in her mind.
Every stroke caused Enishi to thrum deep in his chest like a purr, and
it only took a slight increase in pressure or in speed to get him to respond
differently. Kaoru wondered at how
disconnected she was from the situation, grasping and releasing with little
idea of what she was doing or if she was doing it right. He was thrusting into her hands after not too
long, and when her fingers brushed over the tip some fluid rubbed off on them
while his body stiffened.

His hands covered hers and halted their movement. Enishi turned around, removed his glasses,
and placed them back on the table before beckoning her to join him where he had
first assaulted her. Now Kaoru had a
chance to examine him, and she recognized that she couldn�t find any fault with
a body like his, even as the straining member which had previously been in her
hands caused her some apprehension now that it invaded her field of vision.

�Here.� He leaned her
back against the table again, this time not holding her down and stood between
her spread legs. �I�ll try to make this
easy for you.� And then his fingers were
in her again, filling up where she felt so hollow and once again also
stimulating her with his thumb. It
didn�t take long for her to reach the peak that she had been riding when she
had stopped him before. The situation
was similar, but the key difference here was a matter of consent, and she
wanted to finish this no matter what it meant later.

With her legs spread wide and her arms clutching at the table,
whose smooth surface provided no purchase for such an attempt, Kaoru looked
wild and beautiful to Enishi. He had a
plan, even in this daze of lust, and methodically he worked on her body to get
her to push and scream and plead just as he had wanted to under the
inexperienced ministrations of her own hands previously. It was inhuman how quickly she had aroused
him to the point of being nearly ready to climax just from a few simple
caresses. He had better stamina than
that.

This time when Enishi withdrew his fingers and she looked at
him with recriminations in her eyes for not delivering to her the release she
wanted, he simply leaned forward to kiss her on her lips as he drove himself
into her wet core, breaking her barrier and filling her more completely than
his fingers had even come close to doing.
It had been so sudden that Kaoru had almost no time to cry out in pain
or to ready herself. All she knew was
that the feeling that something important had been about to finish was replaced
by a quick pain and the pressure of Enishi�s weight on her chest. Her nipples scraped along his chest as he
withdrew from the protective hug he had unconsciously drawn her into.

�Just tell me when you�re ready.� She knew he was being considerate at a great
price because he couldn�t help but twitch his hips a little and she saw his
arms shake with tension as he leaned over her.
Eventually she thought that it might as well go on before she thought
about it any more, and when she tried to fit him to her a little better with an
experimental wiggle she saw the flash of teeth as he smiled and felt him pull
out of her a little bit before easing back in.
Yes, it was a bit sore yet, but already it felt better than that first
thrust.

Kaoru placed her hands at his back and felt slick sweat in
the hollow, so instead of the table she let her hands wander over his back,
etching patterns in his flesh lightly with her nails and feeling the interplay
of muscle beneath skin. In places the
robe he still wore tried to stick to his skin, but her hands provided relief
from it as well as a fevered counterpoint of heat. Enishi gritted his teeth and tried not to
speed up too quickly. She was going to
try his willpower he noted, though, as she began to meet his thrusts
aggressively.

This wasn�t enough, to see her contorted look of pleasure
and pain, and he sank into her deeply and demanded in a voice over the sound of
her heavy breaths. �Look at me.� She didn�t seem to hear him so he stopped
moving entirely until his order got through to her. Kaoru whimpered, but did as he demanded,
startling him with the continued expectant glint rather than the idolizing
sheen he had expected. This woman had
far too much mental strength, and he wanted to strip it from her.

�Tell me how you want me.� He resumed with a slow pace, and held her hips
to keep her from changing the tempo herself.

With some irritation, Kaoru licked a dry tongue across her
lips. �It doesn�t matter, just don�t. .
.mmm. . . stop.� Her mind was abandoning
her for the needs of her body. Kaoru
pulled herself off the table and held on to Enishi, taking one of his own small
nipples in her mouth to satisfy her sudden impulse to wrap her lips around
something. Her tongue savored and pushed
while her hands wandered down to grasp his behind and push him into her
further.

Enishi�s head lolled back and he lost the sharp focus of
what his goal might have been. This
woman was a temptress, a seductress, and he damn well couldn�t hold back a
moment more. Kaoru was jarred from her
comfortably entwined position as his hips met hers in a fast paced and
satisfying sound of skin on skin, he was treating her rather roughly, but her
body seemed to respond to it and her hisses of assent to their now frantic
coupling only drove Enishi to push into her more deeply. The table protested the abuse with creaks in
time to each meeting of bodies, but it could damn well break so far as either
of them were concerned. This was more
important, all consuming.

The way his muscles clenched, and his arms locked she knew
that Enishi was close to finishing, but she wasn�t ready for the rough shout
that died sharply in the room or the way he felt as his member pulsed inside
her briefly. Kaoru felt like she had
been cheated, but before she could vocalize a coherent protest, he pulled out
of her and forced her to stand in front of him while he leaned back on the
table and forced him index finger back to stimulating her while attacking the
back of her neck and shoulder with rough kisses, tasting flesh tender and salty.

Kaoru cried out and clutched the side of the table to keep
herself from sinking down to the floor as shockwaves of pleasure ricocheted
about her body. Enishi embraced her from
behind, pulling her to his chest tightly and not releasing her even when her
convulsions had ceased and she could support herself. The moment went from tender to awkward in
seconds, while Kaoru moistened her tongue and tried to find her voice again.

�I. . . I mean we. . . it was ok for you right?� She had nothing to compare this to. What she had felt when he touched her made
her feel satisfied and anxious in turns.

Instead of answering her, he simply stood and pulled her
along by the hand, open robe flowing out behind him. Kaoru tripped a bit at the
fast pace he set, clutching her robe to her chest protectively.

�Where are we going?�

�To take a bath.�

�Both of us?�

�Yes.�

�Together?�

He sighed as if she were troublesome, back to his old self
and nothing like the protective and considerate lover she had just encountered. �Yes.�

They stopped in front of the room where they would be making
their ablutions and Enishi pushed back a tangled bit of hair from Kaoru�s
face. It was an uncharacteristically
tender gesture and somehow Kaoru found it more intimate than the experience
they had just shared. His eyes darted
over her, possessive in a way she wasn�t sure she liked.

�Don�t get any ideas now.
I�m not that sort of woman.�

�I think you just proved that you very well are.�

�You!� She reached
back to slap him, regrets already budding like poison in her heart.

He caught her hand and laughed, using her momentum to spin
her around and hold her once more.
�Don�t worry, my dear,� He said
mockingly. �I�m only teasing.� She wasn�t sure if that was true, but there
was little she could do from this position to the larger, stronger, and better
trained fighter. His breath was hot
against her ear and as he had her face him once more, it seemed to Kaoru as if
he was going to kiss her when he suddenly released her.

�Let�s get cleaned up.�
The coldness of his statement seemed harsh to her now, grating over her
senses. What was he doing, joking around
in one moment and rejecting her in the next?
Did he even know what he wanted?

Kaoru followed, conceding that she did need to clean herself
and being bashful at this point was rather silly when a hot bath sounded like a
very good idea. She could already feel
her muscles scream at her in a way that promised soreness soon enough.

What had she done?

She entered to find Enishi standing naked, looking down at
the soap in his hands with a desolate look on his face. It flickered to his usual sardonic, superior
expression as soon as he noted her.
Kaoru suddenly felt more at peace.
They were both hurting, and even if this couldn�t last, even if she
regretted it later, it was the right decision for now.

�It�s ok.� She told
him as much as herself. Enishi clutched
at her, seeking some sort of comfort, detached from their naked state and
unthinking about the future. �I�m here
for you.�
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