Anata To Tara

Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or any of it?s characters. I do own any characters that I made up and the plot.

Shiroi Hikari: Well, starting another fanfiction. When will I ever stop? Answer: Never.^_^ I shall never stop writing fanfiction! Even when I become a famous Manga-Ka, I will still write fanfiction! *Cackles Manically And Runs Off*

Hi there. My name is Kamiya Kaoru, and this is my story. From the day I began prostitution to be able to pay for food and rent, to the day I met him.

Yukishiro Enishi.

The Mafia King of Shanghai, China.

But I will not go into that right now. No, my story starts the day my father died from an illness, and my little brother, Yahiko, and I were left to fend for ourselves in the city of Tokyo, Japan.

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Tears streaked from my eyes as I held my father?s hand. His breathing was stiff and ragged. All I saw was the pain and anguish in his eyes.

I did not see my hyperventilating brother led out of the room.

I did not here my brother screaming and crying outside of the room.

I did not see the doctor put a hand on my shoulder, squeezing it sadly.

I did not hear the doctor?s pain-filled voice as he said that my father was on his deathbed.

All I heard and saw was my father.

?Kaoru-chan.? His weak voice called out. I immediately roused myself to stare him in the eye.

?Yes father??

He smiled sadly.

?I am sorry that I cannot be here, in your life. Promise me that you will take care of your brother. Make sure that little Yahiko-chan grows up into a man. Make me proud.?

His speech was interrupted by a loud cough from deep within his throat. I squeezed his hand until his muscles relaxed, and then waited for him to continue.

?Remember, Kaoru, I will always be with you. Always watching over you. I love Yahiko. I love you. Sayonara.?

And then he was gone.

Gone from my life forever.

That night I cried and cried until I was sure that there was no more water left in my body. Yahiko and I held each other as we grieved over our father?s death.

Our lives would never be the same.

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Two days later the notice came. It seems that the dojo my father owned was actually owned by the city of Tokyo.

And we were going to lose it.

Friends and relatives offered to take us in, but I could never be a burden to them.

So I packed the few things that we had left, grabbed Yahiko, and left for Kyoto. I had a friend there, Makimachi Misao, that would let us live with her before we could start on our own.

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I am now eighteen, legally of age to officially adopt Yahiko. We had been living in secret while in Kyoto, and made a living working in Misao?s family?s Tea House. I had a job as a waitress, and Yahiko helped people to their seats.

I would be lying if I said that I enjoyed that place.

Sure, I loved Misao and her family, and was deeply grateful for their kindness, but then things became rough, and I became one of the ?Nightly Entertainers? while there.

It sickened me. I hated it with all my being. But that was the only way to make money nowadays. Misao was also one of the entertainers, but because she was younger, she did not get a lot of work.

But it was then that I learned the best way to make money fast.

And from that day on, I became one of Kyoto?s best prostitutes.

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I sighed, irritated, as I pulled my robe closed. That was the fifth man that screwed me tonight, and I was getting pretty tired of acting like a whore to all those dirty old men. But my spirits lifted as I counted out what profits I had made tonight.

$600

Not bad for only five men. That would be enough to feed Yahiko and myself for a week, as well as pay for our rent.

We were now living in Hokkaido, just inside the border.

We had decided to leave Kyoto after I had raised enough money to get a room in a small Tea House on the edge of town. Yahiko was around fourteen now, and was looking for a job himself. I now had two jobs. I was still a nightly prostitute, as that raised more than enough money to keep a roof over our heads. But on the weekends, I taught a class of students the Kamiya Kasshin Ryuu.

The style that was passed down to me by my father.

Father.

How I wish he was still here. Things were tough, but we still managed.

Some of you may think that I am selling my body, and that is the truth. But I am not selling it for the reasons that you are thinking. I need this money to stay alive. I need this money to keep Yahiko alive. I don?t do this because I like it. I do this because I have to do it. There are no other jobs in town. And I doubt anyone will hire me, as I have no resume, no permanent address, no nothing. All Yahiko and I do is wander the streets.

Lately I have been thinking about moving back to Tokyo, and reclaiming our dojo. I was really considering to stop prostituting, but I don?t know if it is possible that I can unless I get a full time job that pays well.

I sighed as I heard Yahiko coming before I saw him.

?Kaoru! Where are you?? He yelled as he walked into the building.

?I?m in the room, Yahiko.? I called back to him absent-mindedly. I watched, half-interested, as he walked in, dropped his Shinai onto the floor, hopped on the bed, and closed his eyes while he let out a deep sigh.

?That tough, huh?? I asked as I raised an eyebrow. Yahiko only groaned in response. I guess that Yahiko?s temper had gotten the better of him today, and he was forced to do extra work.

Oh well. That was his problem, not mine.

All too soon I felt sleep taking a hold of me, as it did Yahiko, so I laid down next to Yahiko and promptly fell asleep as well.

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-Chan- Little; Cute

Sensei- Master

Tea House- A place where prostitutes find jobs (I think...)

Kamiya Kasshin Ryuu- Kaoru?s sword style

Shinai- Yahiko?s bokken

Bokken- Wooden Sword

Sayonara- Goodbye; If we must part...

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Shiroi Hikari: Well, that wasn?t too bad. I thought it was pretty good myself. I had been reading ?Confidential Confessions? today in class, and was inspired to write a RuroKen fic. Anyways, I?m sorry if this chapter was sort of confusing, but I needed it to explain Kaoru and Yahiko?s past. The next chapter will also be sort of confusing, but by the fifth chapter, everything should be relatively clear. By the way, Kaoru will is currently nineteen, while Yahiko is fourteen. I don?t know if they will age in later chapters or not. I will tell other character?s ages when they appear in the chapters.

Anyways, this is my first R rated fic!!!!! Go me!!!!!!!! *Does A Dance* This fic is also on Media Miner and Adult Fanfiction.Net. I?ve never done one on Adult Fanfiction.Net... I guess it?s because I?m only thirteen....<_< >_>

Ja ne and please review!

*Shiroi Hikari*