Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Aurora ❯ My past ( Chapter 3 )

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Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin or the story of Mulan.

A/N: Here is another chapter. This one will be a little short since I am also updating "Little Meilin."

This chapter will be a flashback of when Kaoru first became apart of the revolution. Here is where the story of "Mulan" comes in.

Hope everyone had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Only a few weeks till Christmas.

Where we last left off:

He looked thoughtful for a moment. His eyes widened in surprise.

"That was you?" he asked.

I turned away from him.

"When you decide to remember, let me know," I told him.

I started walking away.

"Know this," I promised, "You cannot prevent me from going to fight. I do what I want. No one tells me what to do."

Here is the story.

Note: all italics are thoughts or letters.

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*Flashback*

A young Kaoru stood outside her father's dojo, wearing a simple yellow kimono with flowers. Her father stood beside her, watching as the group of soldiers continued walking through Tokyo, handing out letters.

The army has gotten desperate and ordered a draft from all the villages. Each family was to sent in one man to be sent into the army. Kaoru did not like this at all. Her father had already fought for Japan a lot during the past few years. He did not need to risk his life when there were plenty of other people who can do it.

Once inside the dojo, Kaoru glared at her father.

"How could you do this?" she flared, "how could you fight again? There are plenty of other people who can fight. You are in no condition to fight anymore, father."

"And you have no authority to talk about what I can or cannot do," he responded.

Kaoru loved her father dearly, yet sometimes he can be so ignorant about the important things in life.

"How can you let them talk to you like this, father?" Kaoru asked.

"I have to fight," he said, "to protect my country. To protect you."

"There are plently of other people out there who can fight," she repeated, "Let them handle that."

"It is an honor to fight for the well being of the people," he continued, "learn that you must stay here. You cannot fight."

"But..." she started, tears welling in her eyes.

"No!" he interrupted, "you will learn your place. You are ayoung girl. Girls do not go out and fight in wars. Disscussion is over."

He walked out of the room, leaving Kaoru behind in his wake.

Kaoru stood there, silently, as tears rolled down her cheeks.

"We'll see about that," she promised, grabbing the sword.

Kaoru took the sword and chopped her beautiful black hair. It now was very short, a little above her ears (similar to Sojiro's). She had no makeup on and put on her fighting clothes.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she was surprised that she looked like a boy. She made some faces in front of the mirror and then realized that she needed to hurry.

Rushing into her father's room, she grabbed his letter and placed another one there, one she wrote explaining her rash decision.

Running outside into the pouring rain, she makes it to the stables, finds her horse, and rides off into the darkness.

Over the years, Kaoru spent her time fighting in the name of peace. She met the Battoussai a few times and fought with him as well. That was how she knew that he could handle her fiery attitude. It was then that she realized that she fell in love with the young man with the red hair.

That was until he left her. (If you want to know, read chapter 4)

~Sometime later...few years from then~

The war was over. The young warrior, calling herself Aurora made it back to Tokyo and back to her home. It was then that she noticed the smoke. She froze as she watched the flames as they engulfed the only place that she called home.

"Daddy?" a young girl cried. Her black hair was flying as she ran into the dojo, trying to locate her father. She had just came back for a visit when whe saw the place wasup in smoke and on fire.

"Daddy?" she called, expecting ananswer, her sword drawn at her side, instincts kicking in.

She continued running through the house, barely glancing at the bodies of the dead that were all over the place.

She made it to the back, and gasped at what she saw.

Her father was on the ground, a gaping hole in his chest.

"Daddy!" she cried, yet again, dropping her sword and rushing to her father's side.

"K...Kaoru..." he stuttered, gasping for air.

"You'll be fine," she sobbed, cradling her father's head in her arms, "I'm sorry for leaving you. But don't die! You will not leave me, too!"

"I knew it was you," he said, "the one that everyone was talking about. I am so proud of you."

"That doesn't matter," the girl cried, tears falling down her cheeks, "you'll be ok."

"My angel is here," her father whispered, "save me like you did the others."

Saying those last words, he died.

"Daddy?" the girl shook his body, desperately trying to wake him up. After a few minutes of trying, she knew that nothing could be done.

"NO!" she screamed into the night.

*End Flashback*

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I made it home, safe and sound I guess. It was still night time, and everyone was still asleep. I went into my room, shutting the door.

I looked around me, making sure that no one was near. It was then that I went to my closet and pulled out a long box.

Opening the box, I was amazed to see my fighting clothes were in good condition. Trying them on, I was also amazed that they still fit. I found my sword, hidden in the sheathe that my father made for me all those years ago.

"What is this daddy?" I asked, holding up the sword.

"This is a reverse-blade sword," he explained, "You will not be able to kill anyone with this sword."

"Good," I answered, "I do not want to kill people. Only protect them."

"Daddy," I thought as I ran my hands over the sheathe. I decided not to cut my hair this time, but to put it into a bun on the top of my head.

I quickly wrote a note to Megumi explaining that I had to leave town for some business with a friend of mine and told her to watch Yahiko for me. I also wrote one to Yahiko, telling him to be good and to stay with Megumi.

Sanosuke I wasn't worried about. He wouldn't care as long as he had food and stuff. Kenshin would not tell a soul about who I really am because of his pride.

I'm sure that I will meet him along the way.

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A/N: There you have it. Read and review.