Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Alliance ❯ Don't piss off the weasel ( Chapter 7 )

Chapter 7

"So how were you intending to kill the Queen," Misao asked the prisoner as she poured a cup of wine the servant had brought in. The man was in awe. Here he was, fearing torture by Lord Aoshi and this cute girl came down and was serving him wine.

"Just a quick job, get it done and be gone," he said and took a sip of the wine. It had a heavy sweet taste.

"Just slit her throat and be gone? That easy huh?"

"Yeah. I don't like messy jobs. Takes too much time. Too many tracks people can follow." Why did he feel sort of sick? She took a sip of the wine. "Besides, Sandals doesn't care how you kill her as long as she's dead." That was the name Misao needed. She gave a wicked grin.

"Pity you got caught." Now his stomach was on fire. What the hell? She was drinking the same stuff! "By the way. Edo royal women have this tolerance for a certain berry. Most men do not. Bet you wish you stayed home."

Screams pierced the dungeon. Misao quietly got up and prepared to leave. Kaoru, Kenshin and Aoshi were standing at the door.

"What?" she asked innocently. Aoshi went over and picked up the cup. Misao quickly knocked it out of his hand. "Do you have a death wish?"

The prisoner was laying on the floor, clutching his stomach. Blood came pouring out of his mouth and nose. His eyes were wide with a nameless horror.

"Misao!" Kaoru said, turning around trying not to be sick.

"He got no more than he deserved," Misao said and hobbled past them. She didn't get far. Aoshi picked her up. He did not look amused.

"Just what the hell do you think you are doing? I outrank you!" she screamed.

"You are going to bed and you will not leave without my, Kenshin's or Kaoru's permission. Do I make myself clear?" he asked, voice deadly icy. Misao shivered, but she would not be outdone.

"And just who is going to make me?"

"I am," was his reply.

"You and what army?" she growled.

"I am all the army I need."

Kenshin gently brought Kaoru from the dungeon. This was no place for her. Not that Kenshin liked it any more than she did.

"What am I going to do? I need to stop this…this…madness! My High General is murdering assassins, people are after my head, Hiko`s being stubborn….why is my life suddenly so complicated?" Kenshin walked her back up the hundreds of stairs and to her own room. Just as she opened the door to her room he stopped her.

"Was I really your first kiss?" he asked. That shocked her. He was talking about THAT at a time like THIS?

"You remember?"

"I remember you were shocked at hell. Your eyes were about this big," he said, fingers bracing his eyelids wide. "You had the softest lips and smelled like jasmine. I never forgot the jasmine smell. I even accidentally gave my wife some for a present…she only liked white plum." Kaoru giggled.

"She wasn't too happy was she?"

"Nope. I got to sleep in a guest room for a week."

"You were clueless as to why for a whole week, weren't you?"

"Nope. A month. Sano seduced one of her maids and found out." Kaoru laughed.

"You know what I need?"

"A loaf of bread?" he asked.

"A drink. A loaf of bread might be good too."

<Elsewhere>

Sano came crawling up the stairs. He had a black eye from Megumi. He was just about ready to give up on her. Damn woman was damn hard to catch. You would have thought after all these years she'd give in to him. Guess persistence was not the way to a woman's heart. Of course slapping her ass probably wasn't either.

There was laughing coming from Kaoru's room. Great, Jou-chan was still up. He stopped at her door to knock when he heard another voice. Kenshin? What was he doing in Jou-chan's room this late? Was that a bottle he heard? Now Sano didn't know much but he knew the sound of a bottle clicking.

"When I was five Lady Florrene cornered me because she thought I had stolen her embroidery," Kenshin began.

"Embroidery? You stole embroidery?" Kaoru asked with a laugh.

"No. Sano did." That brought on more fits of giggles. Sano decided he did not want to join this conversation. He would never live that one down.

"She cornered me and was giving me this huge lecture on responsibility and what it meant to be a prince etc. I was trapped so I just kissed her and ran."

"You kissed a High born Lady??" Kaoru asked, eyes wide.

"Worse, a married high born lady! She went running to her husband babbling something about being kissed. He came storming up to the King demanding a chance to restore his wife`s honor and beat the cad who did it. So I stepped forward and told him I did it and was sorry." Kaoru was laughing so hard tears came out of her eyes.

"What did he say?"

"Nothing, his mouth kept opening and closing in shock! Needless to say he did not follow up on his challenge. Lady Florrene decided to move out of the palace because she was the laughing stock of all the ladies having stolen a five year old boy's first kiss."

"But you kissed her!"

"Not by the time the rumors flew. You'd have thought she seduced me for stealing her embroidery!"

"Kaoru fell off her chair she was laughing so hard.

"I only have one more story left."

"Only one? That's what, three?"

"Hey, we Princesses aren't allowed to run around….stealing embroidery!" That had them in a fit again. Kaoru finally caught her breath.

"I was fifteen….very cocky fifteen. I was so proud because I had breasts before Lady Nana. Lady Nana was perfect. All the boys liked her, but then I got breasts first."

"Sad how simple things made us happy back then," Kenshin said with a laugh.

"Well Lord Dragos son wanted to know what they were like. I told him if he let me ride his father's new stallion I'd let him touch them."

"You little tease!"

"I didn't think he'd actually try his father's wrath. Lord Dragos is huge. He's built like a bull and has the temper of a moose. Well for whatever reason he tried. His father caught him halfway out the stable. The horse ended up getting loose and was finally caught five days later. His son got a sound lashing."

"And you got away untouched."

"Not really. When they visited a year later I let him kiss me in compensation."

"I hope it was worth it."

"Not really. He was a really sloppy kisser. He had his tongue out and it felt like a puppy trying to kiss me." Kenshin laughed so hard he fell out of his chair.

"He was trying to French you."

"Well I didn't tell him he could French me! I was not amused. My father caught us and he got a black eye."

"Oh stop," Kenshin cried. "My sides hurt too much!"

"We aren't allowed to practice as much as you men! Our father's keep a close guard over everything we do. Even Misao wasn't allowed to kiss!"

"Lady Misao has not had her first kiss?"

"Pathetic isn't it? She's twenty-four and never been kissed. I admire her."

"You admire her? You just said she's never been kissed!"

"She's never gotten in trouble either! Misao was always the good one. All she cared about was that her weapons hit the target."

"I'll have to tell Aoshi."

"Huh?"

"Haven't you noticed Aoshi pays an unusual amount of attention to Lady Misao?"

"I don't really pay attention to what he does. Does he really?"

"Yep. Earlier he was in her room. Playing chess."

"Misao loves chess."

"Aoshi hates chess. He's really good at it, but he hates it."

"I propose an alliance!" Kaoru said, lifting her cup. "I say we marry them."

"Then who gets them?" Kenshin asked. "Do I get your general or do you get mine?"

"I live closer to danger. I think I should have them."

"Hey! You don't have King Saitou breathing down your throat!"

"Oh don't remind me of that odious man. I hated him when I was ten, I'll probably still hate him now. Is he still as bad?"

"No," Kenshin said with a smile. "He's worse."

Kaoru could not stop giggling. Two bottles lay empty around them and Kenshin was pouring out number three. Did they really drink that much? She took another chunk of bread and shoved it in her mouth.

"What is your fascination with bread?" he asked. She swallowed that piece and tore off another chunk.

"I don't know. Wanna find out?" she joked, not even sure what she meant by that. The chunk she had was too big to shove in her mouth entirely. Kenshin reached over, his hand securing itself behind her neck, and pulled her forward.

"This will be what, number four for you?" he asked and took the remaining piece of bread between his lips, softly brushing hers. It was good bread. Her lips had a light jasmine smell to them which made the bread all that sweeter.

"I think I understand," he said with a laugh.

"Now who is the tease?" she asked, mocking anger. Her face was flushed red. They were drunk. He probably wouldn't remember. Why not have a little fun now?

"This coming from a woman who's never been French kissed."

"He did try, I'm just too strong," she said with a giggle.

"Or he didn't know what he was doing."

"You certainly are very sure of yourself," she said over her glass, draining it. "No more…either we should stop or get another bottle."

Kenshin was torn. Here was a beautiful woman teasing him and he wanted nothing more than to kiss her senseless….but they were drunk. And she was the Queen of Edo. Probably not the best combination.

"Shishou said to try not to do anything stupid," Kenshin said aloud. Kaoru, not quite hearing him, looked up.

"Huh?" was all she managed to say before Kenshin pulled her into his lap. His mouth covered hers, lips softly caressing hers. His hand came up her robe and brushed against her breast. Kaoru gasped and he took that opportunity to slip his tongue in her mouth.

Kaoru's head was swimming. One second she was contemplating on whether she should try to drink another bottle or just go to bed, the next Kenshin had his tongue in her mouth….and she was perfectly happy to have it there. And oh the things his tongue was doing. If this was what Lord Dragos's son was trying for all those years ago Kaoru could tell he had failed miserably.

Kenshin's hand tightened on Kaoru's back and she leaned into him, kissing him back. The soft kiss suddenly turned into a fierce passionate one. She had one arm around his neck and the other buried in his hair. For a girl who'd only been kissed a couple of times in her life she was pretty damn good. This was not the reaction he had been expecting. He certainly had not expected to like it as much as he was.