Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Flight of the Wounded Dove ❯ Drifting ( Chapter 10 )
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By: Shaeya Sedjet Namir 
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.18.2007 | Updated On: 06.21.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 409 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.18.2007 | Updated On: 06.21.2007 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.5K | Visits: 409 | Status: Work In Progress
A Note From Sedjet: First of all, I would like to apologize for the shortness of Chapter Nine. It was all I could do at the time. I really apologize. Secondly…just thanks to everyone who has reviewed the last two chapters! I have the best reviewers…ever! Hands down, you guys are #1!
Disclaimer: I am in no way claiming to own any sort of right to Rurouni Kenshin! I just like to pretend that I am god and bend the characters to my will. Mwahahaha!!! Ahem. Kenshin and his friends actually belong to Noburhiro Watsuki.
Flight of the Wounded Dove
Chapter 10:
Drifting
Kaoru looked around her room at the inn. She was actually going to miss this place! So many wonderful things had happened while she was here. She had learned the ways of a wife. Tae had taught her how to carry herself, how to choose kimono colors and patterns that would suit her and how to put on makeup without making herself look like a harlot. She had taught Kaoru the art of seduction which, luckily, Kaoru would not have to use. She hated the thought of calculating her every action to draw a man’s attention. It just felt so…contrived. It was bad enough that she would need to dress in order to entice her husband, but at least that part was fun! She loved the way he looked at her each time she wore a new kimono and when she had done her makeup just right. The best memory of all, however, was the morning they shared breakfast together—the morning Kenshin proposed to her. He had made her the happiest young woman in Japan. But now, their time was over. She knew they would have to go back to the real world eventually, but at least they would be going back together as a betrothed couple. Just the thought of their engagement brought a smile to her lips.
She packed each of her new kimonos with a caring hand, reveling in the feel of the heavy silks. As she began to pack away the crimson kimono with the beautifully articulate peacock, a smile played across her lips. Marriage. She never thought it would happen to her. Oh, she had dreamed of it since the very day she met Kenshin, but she never thought it would happen. Being an orphaned young woman with two strange men living under her roof—well, Sanosuke practically lives there, she thought—was not likely to ever have suitors. Not that she wanted them. She had just wanted her Rurouni to take notice of her. Thank heavens he had finally come to his senses, though she wished it had not taken such drastic measures on her part to bring about his realization.
She was shaken from her reverie by a gentle rapping on her door, and the soft timbre of her lover’s voice, “Koishii?” She smiled at the pet name that was much more welcome than the ridiculous honorific he had once attached to her name. The Rurouni in question peeked around the door “Are you almost ready? We must be swift if we want to catch the next train back to Tokyo.”
“Hai, Kenshin. I am just finishing up. Would care to help me with my trunk?”
He smiled and went immediately to her side, lifting the heavy trunk with ease. He smiled down at her, his head swooping down to give her a brief, chaste kiss on the lips. “Aishiteru,” he whispered.
“Aishiteru,” she replied with a kiss, “More than anything in this universe.”
He smiled down at her with pride. “What a lovely woman, you have become, koishii.”
When he would have lowered his head for another kiss, Kaoru stopped him with her fingers pressed against his tempting lips, “Did you not say that we must be swift if we are to catch the next train?”
“Hai, that I did, koishii.” He moved aside for her to get out the door. “Shall we?”
She nodded in acquiescence.
***
At the sight of Kenshin carrying Kaoru’s trunk, Tae sighed a romantic sigh. “Ah, young love!”
Sanosuke and Yahiko just eyed her as if she were insane. Kenshin was anything but young, and what was so great about him carrying Kaoru’s trunk? It seemed to them that she was just using him as a pack-mule. But would they dare say any of this to Tae? No! The woman was insane!
They loaded their trunks and packs into a hired carriage, and the five friends walked to the train station.
“I hope you people appreciate the pains I go through to make you happy,” Sano grumbled and continued grumbling about trains in general.
Kaoru just shook her head, smiling. It was going to be good to be home. Granted, the good terms that she and Yahiko were on would dissipate once they were back at the dojo and had resumed their roles of student and sensei. She didn’t really mind, though. She knew how he felt about her deep down, and that was what mattered.
She was dreading telling Megumi about the engagement and the wedding that was fast approaching. Megumi would giver her hell about it. Kaoru knew that Megumi was actually fond of her, but it was something that Megumi would never admit out loud. She still had a thing for Kenshin. What woman who knew him wouldn’t?
She nearly jumped out of her skin when Kenshin placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Are you are feeling well, Kaoru? You seem to be somewhere else.” He wrapped a protective arm around her back.
“Hai. I was just thinking that I will miss it here,” she smiled softly up at him.
“I believe I will as well, koishii.”
She smiled a little shyly. “This has been the best week of my life, Kenshin.”
He hugged her closely to him, “With luck, we will make many happier moments, my dove.”
“I do hope so.”
In the near distance, they could see the train depot. While she was going to miss Yokohama and the freedom of having no responsibilities, Kaoru was looking forward to her wedding plans. She was already making a list of guests in her mind. How sad that it was such a short list, for between she and Kenshin there were few acquaintances (that were not out for Kenshin’s blood) and even fewer friends.
Of course, they would have to invite Yahiko, Sanosuke, Megumi, Tae, Tsubame, Dr. Genzai and the girls. Kaoru would like to have Misao there which would mean that the stoic Aoshi would be in tow (because, even if he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, Kaoru knew that he loved Misao and wouldn’t let her go off on her own). She even wanted to invite Tokio and Saitoh. And of course they could not forget Hiko. He would definitely want to be there the day Kenshin finally got Kaoru to the altar. Honestly, those were the only people Kaoru would consider inviting. They were dependable people who would not try to kidnap her or kill Kenshin half way through the ceremony! Well, Saitoh was debatable…but Kaoru thought he could be trusted.
Kenshin glanced over at Kaoru again and his brow furrowed in worry. Kaoru seemed to be off in another world. He wondered what she was thinking about so intently. Every so often she would smirk or giggle a little, assuring him that she was not worrying over something. He just wished he knew what was going through that complicated mind of hers! Though he would never tell anyone this, he was a bit jealous that she was not fawning over him and clinging to him every waking moment. For a great while now, he had longed to hold her close to him, reassuring himself that she was not a creation of his warped psyche. He wanted to hold her to him, to caress her and pet her until he was sure that she wouldn’t dissolve into mist when he opened his eyes.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, “What are you thinking, koishii?”
For the second time, Kenshin had caught her off-guard, making her jump in surprise. She laughed out loud at herself. “I am thinking of who we will invite to the wedding.” She smiled up at him with her artless smile that was so pure and honest, and he melted. “I am sorry that I am so preoccupied.” She curled her arms around one of his and rested her head against his shoulder. “This is all so overwhelming. There is so much to think about.”
Kenshin kissed the top of her head, “Do not let Tae work you into a frenzy over preparations. We shall take things as they come. Everything will work out as it is meant to be.”
Kaoru could not help the smile that spread across her pert lips, “I know, Kenshin, but I cannot help being excited about it. This is my wedding. To tell you the truth, it is a day I never thought I would see.” She laughed a carefree laugh, “I thought I would be an old maid! Then you came along, and everything changed. Suddenly, I wanted to be married. For the first time in my life, I was thinking about something other than kendo! Me, the tomboy!” She shook her head, “It is all so…unreal…” She murmured, trailing off.
Kenshin nuzzled her hair, “I know precisely what you mean, koishii.”
She looked up at him, and they shared a lover’s moment. Kaoru told him with her eyes that it was most definitely real. She let the amount of love that she felt for him shine in those sapphire eyes, and Kenshin tried to assure her that he was, in fact, there and that he would not be going anywhere ever, ever again.
They had stopped walking, and the other turned around to hurry them along. Sano, with all his infinite tact hollered back at them, “Oi! If you don’t hurry your asses up, we’re going to miss the train! I just want to get this train ride over with, so if you would please stop making out in the middle of the street, we would appreciate it oh-so-much!”
The couple blushed a furious red and hurried to catch up with the rest of their party. Both were grinning from ear to ear in anticipation of the events to come in the next few months.
TBC…
Author’s Note: Ok. So, there it is. I’m not so sure about this chapter. It is very gushy. It’s odd. This fic is all lovey dovey, while the other two I am working on are violent. o_O I dunno. I guess I am making up for the angst in those two with WAFF in this one…*shrug* I hope it didn’t suck too bad!
Disclaimer: I am in no way claiming to own any sort of right to Rurouni Kenshin! I just like to pretend that I am god and bend the characters to my will. Mwahahaha!!! Ahem. Kenshin and his friends actually belong to Noburhiro Watsuki.
Flight of the Wounded Dove
Chapter 10:
Drifting
Kaoru looked around her room at the inn. She was actually going to miss this place! So many wonderful things had happened while she was here. She had learned the ways of a wife. Tae had taught her how to carry herself, how to choose kimono colors and patterns that would suit her and how to put on makeup without making herself look like a harlot. She had taught Kaoru the art of seduction which, luckily, Kaoru would not have to use. She hated the thought of calculating her every action to draw a man’s attention. It just felt so…contrived. It was bad enough that she would need to dress in order to entice her husband, but at least that part was fun! She loved the way he looked at her each time she wore a new kimono and when she had done her makeup just right. The best memory of all, however, was the morning they shared breakfast together—the morning Kenshin proposed to her. He had made her the happiest young woman in Japan. But now, their time was over. She knew they would have to go back to the real world eventually, but at least they would be going back together as a betrothed couple. Just the thought of their engagement brought a smile to her lips.
She packed each of her new kimonos with a caring hand, reveling in the feel of the heavy silks. As she began to pack away the crimson kimono with the beautifully articulate peacock, a smile played across her lips. Marriage. She never thought it would happen to her. Oh, she had dreamed of it since the very day she met Kenshin, but she never thought it would happen. Being an orphaned young woman with two strange men living under her roof—well, Sanosuke practically lives there, she thought—was not likely to ever have suitors. Not that she wanted them. She had just wanted her Rurouni to take notice of her. Thank heavens he had finally come to his senses, though she wished it had not taken such drastic measures on her part to bring about his realization.
She was shaken from her reverie by a gentle rapping on her door, and the soft timbre of her lover’s voice, “Koishii?” She smiled at the pet name that was much more welcome than the ridiculous honorific he had once attached to her name. The Rurouni in question peeked around the door “Are you almost ready? We must be swift if we want to catch the next train back to Tokyo.”
“Hai, Kenshin. I am just finishing up. Would care to help me with my trunk?”
He smiled and went immediately to her side, lifting the heavy trunk with ease. He smiled down at her, his head swooping down to give her a brief, chaste kiss on the lips. “Aishiteru,” he whispered.
“Aishiteru,” she replied with a kiss, “More than anything in this universe.”
He smiled down at her with pride. “What a lovely woman, you have become, koishii.”
When he would have lowered his head for another kiss, Kaoru stopped him with her fingers pressed against his tempting lips, “Did you not say that we must be swift if we are to catch the next train?”
“Hai, that I did, koishii.” He moved aside for her to get out the door. “Shall we?”
She nodded in acquiescence.
***
At the sight of Kenshin carrying Kaoru’s trunk, Tae sighed a romantic sigh. “Ah, young love!”
Sanosuke and Yahiko just eyed her as if she were insane. Kenshin was anything but young, and what was so great about him carrying Kaoru’s trunk? It seemed to them that she was just using him as a pack-mule. But would they dare say any of this to Tae? No! The woman was insane!
They loaded their trunks and packs into a hired carriage, and the five friends walked to the train station.
“I hope you people appreciate the pains I go through to make you happy,” Sano grumbled and continued grumbling about trains in general.
Kaoru just shook her head, smiling. It was going to be good to be home. Granted, the good terms that she and Yahiko were on would dissipate once they were back at the dojo and had resumed their roles of student and sensei. She didn’t really mind, though. She knew how he felt about her deep down, and that was what mattered.
She was dreading telling Megumi about the engagement and the wedding that was fast approaching. Megumi would giver her hell about it. Kaoru knew that Megumi was actually fond of her, but it was something that Megumi would never admit out loud. She still had a thing for Kenshin. What woman who knew him wouldn’t?
She nearly jumped out of her skin when Kenshin placed a gentle hand on her shoulder. “Are you are feeling well, Kaoru? You seem to be somewhere else.” He wrapped a protective arm around her back.
“Hai. I was just thinking that I will miss it here,” she smiled softly up at him.
“I believe I will as well, koishii.”
She smiled a little shyly. “This has been the best week of my life, Kenshin.”
He hugged her closely to him, “With luck, we will make many happier moments, my dove.”
“I do hope so.”
In the near distance, they could see the train depot. While she was going to miss Yokohama and the freedom of having no responsibilities, Kaoru was looking forward to her wedding plans. She was already making a list of guests in her mind. How sad that it was such a short list, for between she and Kenshin there were few acquaintances (that were not out for Kenshin’s blood) and even fewer friends.
Of course, they would have to invite Yahiko, Sanosuke, Megumi, Tae, Tsubame, Dr. Genzai and the girls. Kaoru would like to have Misao there which would mean that the stoic Aoshi would be in tow (because, even if he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, Kaoru knew that he loved Misao and wouldn’t let her go off on her own). She even wanted to invite Tokio and Saitoh. And of course they could not forget Hiko. He would definitely want to be there the day Kenshin finally got Kaoru to the altar. Honestly, those were the only people Kaoru would consider inviting. They were dependable people who would not try to kidnap her or kill Kenshin half way through the ceremony! Well, Saitoh was debatable…but Kaoru thought he could be trusted.
Kenshin glanced over at Kaoru again and his brow furrowed in worry. Kaoru seemed to be off in another world. He wondered what she was thinking about so intently. Every so often she would smirk or giggle a little, assuring him that she was not worrying over something. He just wished he knew what was going through that complicated mind of hers! Though he would never tell anyone this, he was a bit jealous that she was not fawning over him and clinging to him every waking moment. For a great while now, he had longed to hold her close to him, reassuring himself that she was not a creation of his warped psyche. He wanted to hold her to him, to caress her and pet her until he was sure that she wouldn’t dissolve into mist when he opened his eyes.
He leaned down to whisper in her ear, “What are you thinking, koishii?”
For the second time, Kenshin had caught her off-guard, making her jump in surprise. She laughed out loud at herself. “I am thinking of who we will invite to the wedding.” She smiled up at him with her artless smile that was so pure and honest, and he melted. “I am sorry that I am so preoccupied.” She curled her arms around one of his and rested her head against his shoulder. “This is all so overwhelming. There is so much to think about.”
Kenshin kissed the top of her head, “Do not let Tae work you into a frenzy over preparations. We shall take things as they come. Everything will work out as it is meant to be.”
Kaoru could not help the smile that spread across her pert lips, “I know, Kenshin, but I cannot help being excited about it. This is my wedding. To tell you the truth, it is a day I never thought I would see.” She laughed a carefree laugh, “I thought I would be an old maid! Then you came along, and everything changed. Suddenly, I wanted to be married. For the first time in my life, I was thinking about something other than kendo! Me, the tomboy!” She shook her head, “It is all so…unreal…” She murmured, trailing off.
Kenshin nuzzled her hair, “I know precisely what you mean, koishii.”
She looked up at him, and they shared a lover’s moment. Kaoru told him with her eyes that it was most definitely real. She let the amount of love that she felt for him shine in those sapphire eyes, and Kenshin tried to assure her that he was, in fact, there and that he would not be going anywhere ever, ever again.
They had stopped walking, and the other turned around to hurry them along. Sano, with all his infinite tact hollered back at them, “Oi! If you don’t hurry your asses up, we’re going to miss the train! I just want to get this train ride over with, so if you would please stop making out in the middle of the street, we would appreciate it oh-so-much!”
The couple blushed a furious red and hurried to catch up with the rest of their party. Both were grinning from ear to ear in anticipation of the events to come in the next few months.
TBC…
Author’s Note: Ok. So, there it is. I’m not so sure about this chapter. It is very gushy. It’s odd. This fic is all lovey dovey, while the other two I am working on are violent. o_O I dunno. I guess I am making up for the angst in those two with WAFF in this one…*shrug* I hope it didn’t suck too bad!