Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Bathtime ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )

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AN: Third chapter down, one to go. Man, I've had fun with this story. It's not often that I can crank out a chapter a day, but my fangirlish brain has been running on overload for a while now. Yes, this chapter is severely short, but I'm posting this and the last one at the same time to make up for it. I love this couple. Unfortunately, they're both so hard to write sometimes. I can just about hear Kenshin's horrified voice in my head, yelling to stop the bishie torture before it's too late. Wahaha, sorry sucker. Please review.

Bath Time

Chapter Three

For a second or two, Kenshin was too surprised to do anything other than allow himself to be dragged along. As the initial shock wore off, his mental alarm began to chime frantically.

"M…Miss Kaoru…I-I…if you are mad at me, I would be perfectly willing, er…the mop and bucket…" She stopped and turned to him without releasing the iron grip on the front of his gi. Her normal smile was different, and he started to back away from whatever punishment awaited him at the bathhouse for an unknown crime.

"Kenshin?" Kaoru asked sweetly. He managed a half-hearted smile before she jerked him forward. The petite woman was much stronger than she seemed. Her face was so close that he could feel her breath against his cheek. "Do me two favors, Kenshin." He swallowed cautiously.

"And what would that be, Miss Kaoru?" Her eyes glittered like blue diamonds, and in spite of his fear at this strange demon, all he could focus on were her lips. They turned up in the right corner as she smirked and pulled him even closer.

Their bodies were now touching. He could feel her pressed against him; her small fists bundled up in the material of his gi. "First, forget about the mop and bucket." His eyes widened, and she grinned ferociously at him.

"And…the second, Miss Kaoru?" The red-haired man's voice squeaked on the last syllable of her name as the girl in question released her death grip on his shirt and trailed one slender finger over the exposed area of his chest. Kenshin was sweating now, a mix of adrenaline and the feeling of something more primitive. The two locked eyes and he noted a quick flash of indecision on her face. It was gone in a second, and she resumed the seductive-"Seductive? Miss Kaoru?" -grin.

With her free hand, Kaoru tugged at his gi, forcing him to stoop forward until they were touching noses. "And the second…just call me Kaoru." Her eyes searched his bewildered face for a second before throwing both arms around his neck and kissing him.

The previous forwardness of Kaoru's actions had left Kenshin's reactionary skills somewhat blunted, and for a moment he stood frozen to the spot.

That second was long enough for Kaoru to pull back, and this time the flush on her cheeks could not be explained away as any type of glow from the bathhouse. He was still stunned, so she took the opportunity to push him up the step to the door of the aforementioned building with little effort.