Remembrance | By : saraec Category: Rurouni Kenshin > General Views: 2705 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Hello!
This is my
very first Rurouni Kenshin-story ever! *lol*
I’m a
newbie in the whol-uni-universe, but fell in love with the Kenshin+Kaoru
paring almost right away… (Yes, I’m a silly romantic, and you gotta love those two… *hehe*)
o__~
So here is my
very first try at a RK-fic… There should be at least
one or two more chapters if people like it, so PLEASE tell me what you think(???????) Feedback is what makes a Writer bloom.
~Sara~
Remembrance
~***~
She was beautiful. Her beauty strong enough to pause
even the wandering heart of a Rurouni…
The strength and light of her soul’s edge strong
enough to dull the power of a reverse-blade sword. Strong enough to wound one
man’s heart so deeply that he had to remain in her presence; surrounded in her
glow, for even the slightest chance of healing.
And Kenshin had stayed. Had halted his journey on
Life’s path to stay in this woman’s world for just a bit longer.
As her ever-present Guardian, her Friend, a Man only
able to love her in protection’s fleeting caress… His kisses always invisible;
felt in dreams or in a gaze when those violet orbs reached out…
For her he would fight; put his own life to rest if it
would keep her breathing, even if she left him vulnerable; his heart bared with
endless and forbidden love.
Kaoru Kamiya…
He would die for her.
His Kaoru-dono…
But she was not his
any longer; could never be. She belonged to someone else now. Someone owned her
now; even if He wanted to kill Saitou for taking his beloved’s
happiness; had seen it as her smile fled her lips that day; disappearing in the
wind and a rain of cherry-flowers.
And he was still searching for it; knowing that it was
his to find… and give with his love…
__
Kenshin paused in the yard outside the big house which
was both a home and the town’s police-station. Saitou had build himself a
wonderful home for himself and his wife.
But in big
rooms the emptiness always feels stronger if you have no love to fill up the
void…
He sighed, then let out a
deep breath before walking the last steps to the front door. Saw that there was
no horse standing tied-up outside in the early sunshine. “Good.” He thought. H'> He had
chosen the right time for his visit…
He raised his hand to knock, and for a moment in his
mind, the house turned into the dojo…
Their home; he could hear the little lake nearby, the drying laundry
flowing in the breeze, Kaoru humming as she prepared the fish he had caught
that morning. Made a nice lunch for the two of them.
And he saw her through the open wooden-door; sitting
almost with her back turned, but still he could see her face; her smile…
“Oh
Kaoru-…”
“Kenshin?”
“Oro?” he whispered as he was
woken from this wonderful wander of his mind. His eyes were still slightly
blind by the veil of a day-dream, but the sound of a soft and familiar voice
lifted it slowly… And he saw her once more.
“Kaoru-dono…”
She stood before him now; leaning against the
door-frame. Beautiful as ever before; embracing him in her light. And he saw
that she was blooming; the rosebuds of her cheeks, the glow of life in her
eyes; a picture framed by the black silk of her hair.
His gaze was then drawn to the visible bulge of her
stomach; heard the silent cry from her entire being for his protection... and
something more he couldn’t give. But he wanted to… Oh, how he wanted. Wanted to reach out and touch her; hold her to
him…
Give her back the smile which was still missing…
-
“Did Saitou leave you here all alone?” Kenshin asked
with a slight frown to his brows as he held onto Kaoru’s hand and helped her to
ease down onto a pile of pillows on the floor.
“He is just out on a short errand; he should be back
soon…” She smiled at him gratefully as he placed another pillow to rest against
her lower back. She hadn’t even told him that *that* was the spot that always
pained her. “We didn’t know you were coming today, Kenshin otherwise I’m sure
he would have stayed home.”
“It’s alright. Please don’t apologize for him…” He sat
down beside her; turned slightly so he could face her; smiled when he drowned
in the depths of her eyes. “It was you
I came to see.”
“Oh…” she blushed and lowered her eyes; hiding them
beneath those long, black lashes, then slowly she raised her head; dared to
look at him again while her hands hugged the curve holding the new life. “I’m
fine, Kenshin… Really!”
She gasped when a finger was suddenly under her chin;
tipping her face back up. Warmth filled her, sent by invisible paths from his
body to hers led by this small and gentle touch.
“Are you… Kaoru-dono?” he
asked her, mirroring her in his eyes; eyes that read the words of her heart
even when she left them unsaid. “Are you really?”
She sighed and averted her eyes once more. “I can’t
answer your question in any other way, Kenshin…” Her voice was little more than
a whisper.
“Can’t or won’t?” He tilted his head to meet her gaze
again. His tone was velvet-soft and his fingertips brushed the soft skin on her
chin; still cradling her face.
She saw the sun play in the mane of his red hair;
followed the different patterns of light dancing across every crimson strand,
but she didn’t answer…
“How do you think I feel?” she said suddenly, gently
slapping his hand away. “I feel like I have a filled bucket of tofu inside of
me…” She laughed a little; a laughter much too light for those sad eyes… “And I
just LOVE to waddle around like an overweight duck and relieve myself 20 times
a day…” She paused and her cheeks then flushed when she realised what she had
just said.
“Uhm… I mean…”
“I’m sorry that it’s that bad, but I still think you
walk gracefully…” Kenshin said; his eyes once again focused on her pregnant
stomach.
“I do not!” Kaoru exclaimed before talking a very big
gulp of her tea.
“You do.” The soft smile still curled Kenshin’s lips.
“I. Do. NOT!!!”
“But you do, Kaoru-dono…”
The words had only just left his mouth before her hand
came up to pull at his ponytail. With a deep, soft laugh he grabbed her hand;
halting her quest, and then paused; watching as their fingers slowly entwined…
“Kaoru-“ he began, but she
wouldn’t let him pull away.
“Ssshh… you stubborn
Rurouni…” she whispered before guiding his hand to her. “Now, just feel…” And
while holding his gaze, she placed Kenshin’s palm on her stomach; saw the
wonder and joy in his eyes as he felt the movement inside.
“Oro! Oh, Kaoru-dono…” he breathed and his hand shook a bit; moved by
happiness… And a knowledge that was still his alone… at least for a while.
Kaoru giggled and covered his hand with her own. And
in that moment a true smile was born from the petals of her lips; blooming for
him…
_
Not long after, Saitou returned; killing Kaoru’s laughter
instantly. And Kenshin watched as her smile also slowly died in the wake of her
husband’s arrival. For long moments he tried keeping it alive, but it was in
vain.
“Himura Battousai…” Saitou
hissed while glaring at the swordsman with his dark, narrow eyes. “What brings
you to my home?”
Kenshin stood, but held his hand out when Kaoru tried
to stand as well. “Don’t,” he said in that soft tone that was always for her.
“Just sit back down Kaoru-dono; the pillows are more
comfortable for you…” He watched and helped her ease back down; gave her a
smile before turning to Saitou.
“I don’t like to be called by that name… Especially
not by people who are supposed to be my friends…” Kenshin’s voice was calm but
sharp as a blade. “Please just call me Kenshin.”
Saitou didn’t respond; instead he reached into his
pocket; pulled out a thin, brown cigarette and lit it, letting the grey smoke
flow out through his nostrils.
Kenshin frowned at this; knew that this habit wasn’t
good for Kaoru or her unborn child… Hell, Saitou could die of it too in the
end… He could always hope. But maybe
he shouldn’t say anything; after all, this was Saitou’s home; his domain,
everything here belonged to him, and was only within reach for a poor Samurai
because Saitou allowed it to be.
One wrong word or move, and a limit would be drawn; a
barrier would be build separating him forever from what gave his life meaning.
And behind that barrier what he had made bloom would whiter and die, he knew.
And he could never, not ever, let that happen.
His head turned to her again, as if on reflex; for an
endless moment he gazed down into Kaoru’s wide-open-eyes; calmed her with one
glowing gaze. But he kept silent for her…
“Kaoru!”
Their moment was shattered by Saitou’s voice. “I would like to talk with Kenshin alone now…”
“But Saitou-san…” Kaoru whispered, looking at her
hands instead of her husband. “What about your food… tea?”
“It’s alright, Kaoru-dono…” Kenshin had bent down in front of her and was now covering
both of her hands with one of his own. “I still have my tea…” He nodded to the
small cup where some of the liquid still remained. “You just go and rest…” He
helped her to stand; completely ignoring that her husband was in the room. “You
have two to sleep for now,” he told her with a smile.
They both watched as the door to the other room slid
closed, and then Saitou turned his eyes to glare at Kenshin, his mouth twisted
into an evil, little smirk.
“It pains you, doesn’t it?” His voice was like acid.
“Hm?” Kenshin
tore his eyes away from the door; his brows deeply frowned when their eyes met.
“What does?”
Saitou came to him; moved in and placed himself with
his back against the door; blocking it. “It pains you to know that she is
mine.” He then drew his sword and placed
it between them with its tip biting into the floor. The limit had been drawn…
“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about…” Kenshin
stuttered and even though he knew that Saitou would not fight him here and now,
his hand unconsciously drifted to rest on his own sword.
“You are a very bad liar… Battousai!” Saitou said as he smirked
around his cigarette. He took a long drag and blew out the smoke; catching
Kenshin in the grey fog; a fog which hid those violet eyes for a moment,
leaving a small golden spark in its wake.
“You know, this is actually much more fun than to kill
you in a regular fight; this way I can watch you suffer…” He smirked and threw
the cigarette away while walking forward towards Kenshin who was backing a few
steps. “Oh yes! My dear Himura… this way
I have your heart right here in my hand and can watch it shatter!”
He clenched his fist in front of Kenshin’s eyes.
“And your death will be slow and painful. The only
strength left in your heartbeat being this silly feeling called: Love…”
Kenshin’s head was bowed slightly; his eyes shielded
by flaming red, and then revealed again as he spoke: “You don’t… love Kaoru-dono…?”
“Love her?” Saitou’s laughter made Kenshin grit his
teeth, and the golden spark turned into a tiny flame… “She loves you…” Saitou purred very close to his
ear now. “And that is enough!” He paused; studied the Rurouni’s
face; drank in the pain there; the sweet rage…
His voice was full of twisted bliss. “When she cries
it’s like watching you bleed…”
Kenshin drew back as if stricken by a burning blade.
His eyes now like windows to a torn soul. Everywhere he hurt, and only the
blood from a shattered heart was flowing through his veins. It hurt…
Drop by drop it flowed… Like tears; hidden,
unstoppable…
“You…” Kenshin hissed. All strength had left him, but
he drew his sword with the anger growing in his being; an anger calling; trying
to wake the slumbering Battousai. “I will protect
Kaoru-dono and her child…” His eyes met Saitou’s
above the silver blade. “…Even against you!”
“Ahhh! This is amusing…”
Saitou laughed; leaned slightest against the hilt of his own sword. “Well,
while you do that, you must remember to tell her your little secret… Right, Battousai? Or
should I say our little secret, now
when you are so unwillingly sharing it with me…?”
Kenshin frowned, lowering his sword just a bit. “What
secret?”
Saitou drew out time; let Kenshin listen to the
confused, racing rhythm of his own heart for what felt like a terrible
eternity.
/p> “A secret that only I and that woman-Doctor of yours Only the sound as Kenshin drew in a sharp breath broke “Months before she became mine…” “In a time where you; Rurouni was the only man in her proximity…”
know about. A secret which you and my dear wife have chosen to forget or hide
in a soul which is now wide open…”
the silence, but it was Saitou who spoke again. “The secret that the child
Kaoru is carrying is a Spring-child; conceived in the month of May…”
TBC… (If
you want?)
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