Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Never for the Public... ❯ The only thing we have to fear is, fear itself! ( Chapter 11 )

Never for the public…

Chapter 11 - The only thing we have to fear is, fear itself!

Chapter Summary - Morning clashes, beloved mentors, and heated resolutions…

 

This story has not been beta'd.

 

Summary: Kaoru's suffered a traumatic experience resulting in anxiety attacks. How does Kenshin plan to cure her? This story is based on the manga and anime up to the end of the Kyoto Arc, and ignores the Jinchuu Arc. However, sometime before this story, Kenshin does confide his past to his friends (same roundtable as in manga, different reasons irrelevant to this story)…

 

Note: The Japanese language is highly flexible and very beautiful. Although I do love mixing Japanese with English to try to keep the story true, I believe there is a limit which can severely decrease a story's enjoyment factor. I decided to ignore Kenshin's changes between his use of “sessha” versus “ore,” although I felt it necessary to keep “de gozaru.” Nevertheless, this story does contain MANY Japanese phrases. I've included a glossary at the end for reference. I apologize to those whom may not enjoy this story due to the intricate language mix.

 

Disclaimer: I do not own, nor claim to own, any part of Watsuki Nobuhiro-dono's creations.

Rated: XXX Please note the warning later in this chapter for where those whom wish to avoid the explicit sex scenes should stop reading…

 

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November 27-28, 1878

 

Kaoru stood up, finished with her meditative breathing and warmup katas. She decided to check on Kenshin before beginning her more rigorous katas. Walking around the house, she came upon Kenshin with the laundry almost done.

 

“Kenshin?!”

 

“Ohayo, de gozaru, Koishii!” Kaoru looked at all of the hanging clothes.

 

“Anata, how early did you wake up today?”

 

“Oro? I woke up at just before dawn as usual… Why, de gozaru?” he blinked confused. She shook her head amused.

 

“I guess I'd forgotten you're a morning person.” Kenshin hung up the final clean sheet. She noticed he was wearing his usual magenta kimono and white hakama. What caught her eye was the bokken tucked into his belt instead of his sakabatou. He walked up to her smiling and cupped her face in his hands. Kenshin kissed her deeply, leaving her dazed and flushed when he let her go.

 

“You're going to practice today, isn't that right, de gozaru?” he asked walking back to the front of the house. She followed him curiously.

 

“H-hai… Kenshin, where's your sakabatou?” After some distance from the house, he stopped.

 

“Prepare yourself, Kaoru.” That was all the warning she got before he spun around, used his god-like speed and appeared in front of her. Unthinkingly, she brought her bokken up to block his downward strike.

 

“Kenshin???!” she strained as he pushed his bokken down on hers. Looking into his eyes, she saw only pure enjoyment. He was obviously pleased she had blocked his initial hit.

 

“You wanted to practice today, isn't that right, de gozaru?” he repeated, suddenly pulling back his bokken in a wide arc out from the side of his head down to his leg, bringing it up for an undercut. Kaoru countered, spinning in a quick circle, slamming her bokken down into his halfway up. Giving her no pause, Kenshin moved to his next strike. Exhilaration escalated as Kaoru went on the offensive, surprisingly driving Kenshin back. He laughed delightfully, and increased his offense. Their spar gradually heightened, both breathing hard in their exertions. Many hours flew by when Kenshin suddenly stopped their spar, gracefully leaping high into the air and flipping backwards, landing perfectly next to the front porch. He swung the bokken to land on his shoulder, cupping the hilt's butt lazily in his hand.

 

“Let's have some tea, Koishii,” he smiled. Kaoru blushed, feeling heated as she stared at the sweat trailing down his between his chest muscles. She nodded and walked up to the porch, removing her sandals and following him inside. As he prepared their tea, she came up behind him and hugged his waist.

 

“Kenshin?”

 

“Hmmm?”

 

“You've always refused to spar with me. You refuse to use bokken or shinai… Why now…?”

 

“Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu can only be used with a katana, de gozaru. Also, since my specialty is Battoujutsu, bokken and shinai are useless as they're not sheathed weapons. I'm at a disadvantage as it is fighting with a sakabatou instead of a regular, straight-blade katana, de gozaru yo,” he said, stirring the tea mixture.

 

“And?” she prompted.

 

“Oro?”

 

“Don't oro me, King of Evasions! Answer my other question!” she pinched his butt.

 

“Itai Koishii! Mou, that's not fair, de gozaru yo!” he whined mockingly, hands-full carrying the tea tray over to the dining table. Kaoru pouted and sat on the other side of the table. Kenshin shook his head in amusement, picked up his cushion, and went to her side. Kaoru stood up, about to move again when he hauled her up against his body.

 

“Where are you going, Kaoru-Koishii?” he whispered. She blushed, but held her ground. Crossing her arms, Kaoru turned her nose up in the air away from him. Kenshin smirked, highly amused.

 

“I've always wanted to spar with you,” he said quietly. Kaoru turned to search his eyes.

 

“Really?!” she asked shocked. He nodded, and sat them down to serve the tea, handing her a cup.

 

“Arigatou,” she sipped her tea, “but then, Kenshin, why didn't you?”

 

“Because I wouldn't have been able to hold back my urges, de gozaru yo,” he drank some tea.

 

“I don't understand?”

 

“Every time I watched you spar… I became aroused… so,” he mumbled, hiding his blush under his bangs. Kaoru smirked.

 

“You've improved greatly over these past months… just like Yahiko and Sano, de gozaru yo,” he changed the subject, embarrassed by his admission. She giggled.

 

“It's all because of you, Kenshin. I think I've lost count of how many battles we were in this year… Mou, you're such a troublemaker!” He turned to her and pointed to his face, tilting his head to the side.

 

“Ano, de gozaru na?” he said, his eyes wide and face patently innocent***. Kaoru guffawed at her goofball husband. Kenshin tenderly put his left arm around her shoulders, holding her close. They savored their tea in companionable silence.

 

“Kenshin?”

 

“Hai, de gozaru?”

 

“For how long?”

 

“Oro?”

 

“How long have you become aroused watching me spar?”

 

“Mou this is embarrassing, de gozaru yo, Koishii! Do you remember the first time Sano joined one of your lessons with Yahiko, de gozaru?” Kenshin laughed blushingly. She remembered that spar very well. It was the end of the first week that Sanosuke had joined their “family.” Sanosuke, Yahiko, and herself engaged in their first three-on-three match, Kenshin sipping tea on the sidelines, as usual… Yahiko had kicked her in the behind, knocking her into Sano's chest. His sweet, masculine scent had assaulted her nose and she lost herself for a moment staring at his perfectly sweaty chest. Using her own momentum, Sanosuke moved to flip her over his shoulder; halfway through the flip, she managed to slam her bokken into his neck, releasing her in midair. Landing in a crouch, she rolled away from the two hyper-aggressive males, regaining her fighting stance…

 

“I saw what happened, de gozaru, Koishii,” he said. She blushed, instantly thinking he was referring to her absent moment. She shook her head, chiding herself for assuming the worst and looked up questioningly at a wisely smiling Kenshin.

 

“Did Sano smell good to you, de gozaru?” Kenshin asked mischievously.

 

“NANI?!” she bellowed, flushing shamefully. Kenshin laughed, pleasantly entertained.

 

“I saw you stall for a moment when you landed on him. I watched you deeply inhale, then you stared at his chest, de gozaru. That was the first time during your spars I became aroused… and that was the first time in over a decade I experienced jealousy, de gozaru yo,” he admitted, finishing his tea. Kaoru sat lost in thought as she finished hers.

 

“You've been hiding your feelings for me for that long?... I can't hide my feelings… I couldn't imagine hiding such intense feelings, so well so that even the person those feelings are for can't sense them,” she pondered. Kenshin put his cup down and met her eyes.

 

“It's a defense mechanism… a necessary measure during war, de gozaru.” Kaoru put down her cup and held his face in her hands, surprising him.

 

“Careful Anata, this is one war you will lose…” she whispered seductively, closing the distance and kissing him soundly. Kenshin fell backwards, pulling Kaoru between his legs. He kissed her hungrily.

 

“I surrender,” he panted sensually, the last coherent words either of them would utter for the rest of that day.

 

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A far away, powerful kenki, not bothering with disguise, was leisurely approaching their house. Kenshin immediately snapped awake and looked to Kaoru, sleeping obliviously at his side. He carefully disentangled himself from her and rose quickly, noting the dawn's early light. Slipping on his yukata and hastily tying the belt, he grabbed his sakabatou and stealthily ran to the front door. Gripping the sword in a ready battoujutsu stance, he unlocked and slightly slid open the only door to the small home to peek outside. Shock was the least of Kenshin's worries as he fell face forward when the door was shoved all the way open, the source of the kenki somehow instantly eliminating the far distance gap. Kenshin raised his eyes to see a pair of familiar boots, explaining how the mysterious kenki was able to use god-like speed…

 

“I didn't know my baka deshi had gotten in the lazy habit of sleeping in,” muttered Hiko Seijuro, looking down disapprovingly as Kenshin slowly got to his feet, yawned widely, and rubbed his eyes.

 

“Shishou,” Kenshin greeted.

 

“…and rude to boot. What the hell kind of way is that to greet someone, baka? Do you always answer the door naked, ahou?” Hiko let himself in, “Oi, where's your sake?”

 

“Mou Shishou!” Kenshin grumbled, leaning his sakabatou against a wall. He quickly re-tied his yukata properly. Then, he went to fetch some strawberries, a jug of sake, and two sake cups. He was going to need some alcohol to get through this morning. Hiko settled against the wall beside the dining room table, stretching and crossing his legs out in front of himself.

 

“Make yourself at home, Shishou,” Kenshin sighed, kneeling on the other side of the table. He poured some sake for both of them, which Hiko promptly chugged down, grabbed the jug, and poured more. He tasted some of the strawberries.

 

“Delicious! I might have to raid this garden every once in a while… and this sake!” Kenshin downed his sake and blinked.

 

“The Aoiya has excellent sake,” Kenshin agreed, surprised both at the tasty sake and the rare compliment. Hiko refilled Kenshin's cup.

 

“How is she?” Hiko asked, wasting no time as usual.

 

“Better… she's almost recovered… how did you hear about what happened?” Kenshin asked.

 

“Humph… just because that Shishio fellow is dead, doesn't mean I stopped following your idiotic adventures…” Hiko replied. Kenshin grimaced, then sighed giving up. Hiko smiled.

 

“You wore her out, I take it?” Kenshin blinked blushingly and gulped his sake, quickly refilling his own cup. Hiko chuckled. “It's always the same with you, all or nothing; This place seriously reeks of sex…”

 

“Shishou!” Kenshin ground out threateningly, a vein popping out on his forehead. Hiko laughed.

 

“It's a good thing she's seventeen, and on top of that, a woman whom actually practices kenjutsu! I can only imagine the great sex resulting after sparring sessions with her--“

 

“Shishou!” Kenshin blushed fiery crimson…

 

“Her age makes her strong and supple enough to handle your stamina for the next ten years sufficiently--“

 

“Shishou!” Kenshin growled, grinding his teeth as he chugged down another cup of sake…

 

“… not to mention with those hips, she'll easily bear you a brood of red-headed little brats--”

 

“Temee, why are you here?!!!” Kenshin rudely snapped. Hiko quirked his eyebrow amused, noticing the swirl of dangerous amber in Kenshin's eyes.

 

“Oro? I didn't know my baka deshi has a jealousy streak? You'll have your hands full trying to fend off all the young men oogling your beautiful young wife's body,” Hiko laughed derisively; Kenshin, visibly pissed off, vented by quickly downing two more cups of sake.

 

“I came to see how my baka deshi and his ill tanuki-chan are doing. It's good to see you finally came to your right senses and claimed her,” Hiko drank more sake and poured more for both of them, “It took you long enough… you always were slow to learn anything, boke…”

 

“Shishou, you came here just to insult me, didn't you?” Kenshin muttered irritably.

 

“What better form of entertainment is there?” Hiko guffawed, “After all, it's not like I'd come all this way to wish you a happy marriage life, or to tell you that you did an excellent shaving job on that Mauvais fellow, now would I?” he said as more sake flowed. Kenshin's eyes blinked widely in realization, then they softened as he smiled in understanding.

 

“No, you would never do such a thing… Shishou,” Kenshin said softly, silently respecting his mentor. They quietly finished the jug of sake together, then Hiko got up and walked outside, Kenshin following him.

 

“Kenshin.”

 

“Hai, Shishou.”

 

“Pour some sake on her tombstone for me.”

 

Without turning around, Successor of the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu, Hiko Seijuro the Thirteenth, walked off into the distance.

 

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WARNING!!! - The rest of this chapter contains very explicit sex and I've upped the rating appropriately (back at the top under the disclaimer.) This is the place to stop reading until Chapter 12 if you do not wish to be exposed. You have been warned…

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It didn't matter how hard she fought… countless arms always held her tightly in place. She could never get away…

 

Too many arms pinning her down, too strong. Why? Why can't she free herself?

 

“Battousai won't bother with a deflowered whore...”

 

Mauvais' voice echoed, but he's wrong! Kenshin didn't care about her virginity… he loved her; he was willing to marry her, pure or not… She could never get away; why can't she free herself?!!!

 

“KEN--” she almost wailed, stopping herself. Mauvais' sinister laughter echoed in her ears. Echoed?… there's nothing here to echo against…

 

She could never get away… why can't she free herself?!!!

 

Why?

 

WHY?!

 

Kaoru gasped, blue eyes snapping open to meet worried violet eyes.

 

“Kaoru?” Kenshin questioned apprehensively.

 

“Ken… shin…” she said, completely winded from her latest anxiety attack. Kenshin rolled off her to her side and tucked her closely into his chest.

 

“I woke up naked, finding all those naked men holding me down. There were too many of them; I couldn't fight them all. Too many arms held me down…”

 

“You didn't mind when I did the same thing…” Kenshin said softly. She looked up at him.

 

“I know you've been trying to help me, but even during my attacks, subconsciously I can still tell yours are fake assaults,” she replied.

 

“That's not what I'm referring to,” he said, “I meant three days ago…”

 

Kaoru scooted out of his arms and up the futon so they could meet each others' eyes. “What do you mean?”

 

“I took you out in the fields, rather forcefully…” Kenshin reminded her. She smiled.

 

“I had no idea rough sex was so appealing,” she giggled, then looked back at him as he caressed her cheek.

 

“Kaoru, that night, the hitokiri within me had full control… I didn't hold back any passion at all…” She stared at him, trying to make sense of what he was saying. Unable to find the expressive words he needed, he decided actions would speak louder…

 

“Forgive me, Koishii…” Kenshin closed his eyes and swallowed nervously, centering himself; she watched as he looked like he was preparing himself for something. She had a mere millisecond to notice two bloodthirsty, amber pinpoints of light. Suddenly, he launched himself at her, hauling her up by her waist and pushed her bodily into a wall. He swiftly crouched, knocking her to her knees, spreading them simultaneously. Kaoru felt another anxiety attack slam into her. With no preparation, Kenshin plunged upwards deeply within her, immediately thrusting. He roughly manhandled a breast in one hand and her core with his other.

 

“STOP!” she cried out.

 

“Make me,” said a terrifying baritone voice from behind her. He grabbed her elbows and held them high over her head, shoving himself forcefully in and out of her.

 

“Focus on your fear...” the voice growled menacingly at her.

 

It didn't matter how hard she fought… countless arms always held her tightly in place. She could never get away…

 

“What is it you fear?” his manhood violently claimed her depths.

 

Too many arms pinning her down, too strong. Why? Why can't she free herself?

 

“What is it you fear, Kaoru?!” he yelled at her.

 

She could never get away… why can't she free herself?!!!

 

“Let…” she whispered; he squeezed her elbows, arching her further.

 

Why can't she free herself?!!!

 

“Let me…” she tried to say, a searing white light flashing behind her eyes…

 

WHY?!

 

He changed his angle, painfully ripping her pleasure. He suddenly leaned into her ear, his dangerous voice chuckling evilly, “You're too weak...”

 

“LET. ME. GOOOO!” she roared, dropping down hard onto his length, effectively pushing him down to his haunches. She slipped her arms down from his grasp and catapulted herself up and away from him. Quickly spinning in place, she whirled around sending a roundhouse kick to the side of his head. He blocked it and took off at a dash to get outside.

 

Kaoru hotly pursued him, blazing white hot rage glaring in her eyes. At the front door, she leaped into the air, aiming a critical side kick to his face. Kenshin brought his hands up and grabbed her extended leg, missing that she had done a centrifugal leap. She spun in mid-air, her bent leg whipping out, connecting with his ear. Kaoru landed on both of her feet; Kenshin rolled down over his shoulder and back up to a crouch.

 

“Come!” he bellowed at her. A primal scream reverberated in the air, and Kaoru disappeared from sight reappearing in front of him. He blocked the fist incoming to his stomach, pulled her arm out of the way, and backhanded her cheek with his other hand. Her other arm pulled back to punch his exposed groin. He escaped, gracefully leaping high into the air, backflipping to land behind her, only to land on his back; She had whirled around and elbowed his thigh on his way down. He quickly rolled away as she suddenly dropped to one knee, delivering what would have been a fatal blow to this throat…

 

Bloodlust no longer in check, he reappeared behind her with his fists clenched high, intending to knock her out. Amber eyes widened in shock as she disappeared herself, reappearing behind him and sent him flying with a powerful side kick. Perhaps it was her unbound fury, or having watched so many of his battles to become intimate with his fighting style, or even a tribute to her own true kenjutsu skills… she was not only anticipating his moves, but now moving almost as fast as him… almost at god-like speed.

 

They whirled viciously around each other. Jujutsu punches and kicks sliced the air, bruises amassing on naked skin. Cut lips leaked small trickles of blood, the scent electrifying their carnal urges. Sweat-covered bodies became caked with dirt as their battle instantly ascended to an all-out, no holds barred fight…

 

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“Kisama no baka,” Kaoru cursed, every muscle in her entire body one blinding lump of pain.

 

“At least you finally got over your fear, kisama,” Battousai growled menacingly, holding her gingerly between his legs as they tried to soothe their multiple injuries in the furo.

 

“Ahou!” she gritted out.

 

“Ikeike!” he snarled back.

 

“Nan-dat-te!” she snarled out threateningly, her eyes turned to fire.

 

“URUSAI! Let's just forget about that fight for now and relax,” he spat out angrily.

 

“Is that your way of apologizing, kisama?” she snapped irritably.

 

“Humph, apologize for what? I'd take you that way again in a heartbeat,” Kenshin simmered hotly; his constant arousal since their fight pressed burningly into the small of her back, his only sweet pain.

 

“Che, yarou,” Kaoru cursed, her body also stubbornly disobeying her fury. She was just as aroused as him from their brief physical battle. Royally pissed off, she got up out of the furo.

 

“Where are you going?” he demanded furiously.

 

“Out,” she replied shortly without a backward glance. He instantly got to his feet and followed her to the porch, where she laid down on the warm wood, wishing for the sun to dry her weary limbs. He stood over her, grinding his teeth, barely controlling his desire. She opened her eyes to see him absently stroking himself above her. Her eyes narrowed…

 

“Humph, I don't want you right now, bakayarou!” she outright lied to him. Outrage easily ignoring injuries, Kenshin hauled her up and pulled her back inside the house. Just inside the door, he shoved her against the kitchen counter, slamming himself into her very wet heat from behind, enjoying her lust-filled gasp. He grabbed underneath one of her knees and braced it against the counter's edge, fiercely thrusting into her increasingly lubricated passage. Kenshin shoved her hair over her shoulder, sliding his hand under her arm to erotically abuse her breasts. Leaning in, he worried her neck and shoulders with his teeth and lips, leaving large, dark hickies in his wake.

 

Kaoru, stubborn as she was, refused to admit she was blissfully in heaven as he savagely ravished her. He was using so much of his power, all she could do was lean bent over onto the kitchen counter, keeping them both upright. She reached her hand down and roughly fondled her core, her orgasm rising as quickly as his. Kenshin sucked just below her ear, closing his lips over her skin, another hickie quickly forming between his teeth imprints. He suddenly roared his release. Feeling his seed completely flood her, she shrieked her own release, her fluids gushing out to drip down their legs. Both of them breathing heavily, he tenderly held her close to him

 

“Now we need another bath,” he chuckled, his voice slighter lighter than before. She chuckled with him.

 

“Aa,” she agreed contently.

 

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*** Author's Notes:

 

1) Admittedly, this is my personal, all-time favorite Rurouni Kenshin anime comedic scene in all 95 episodes… It comes from the first five minutes of episode 34 where Kenshin meets Misao. (Actually, most of the Kenshin/Misao scenes in that episode seriously cracks me up…)

2) Gotta love how MM.org gives you pure hell sometimes when you try to add/update chapters… *mumble, grumble*

 

Special Thanks:

Neko-sama - I'm having tons of fun with the chapter titles and summaries… *wink, wink* Gods, I want Kenshin for myself, LOL! I have done an all-night sex-a-thon, but naturally we took breaks and catnaps between the rounds. There was this one weekend where my ex and I had impulsively stayed in a mountain cabin in Tennessee when the leaves were all changing colors. Five days, two driving, one tourist day out, and two utterly alone days in that cabin in the middle of nowhere, the nearest neighbor being at the bottom of the mountain 5-7 miles away. That would be the only time when he had completely cut loose and really did make me scream, over and over and over... That was the best sex in all of our four years together. Oh yeah, he also left me sore enough that I couldn't stand up the day we left and he had to help me into the large tub, uuummm, but that didn't really prove all that helpful… *BLUSHES* By the way, did you like the second and third paragraphs at the beginning of Chapter 10? I spent a couple of hours getting them to perfection. Some of the details are changed to match Kenshin, Kaoru, and their time period, but so far those are my favorite two paragraphs in the entire story since they're completely based 100% on reality. *smiley face* Katajikenai!

 

Jenniebennie-sama - Mou! I guess you may have Kenshin first, but only if you promise we'll take turns! *wink, wink, nudge* Funny enough, writing this story has caused hours of online pregnancy research for me, since I wasn't fortunate enough to have children. All that research has me changing quite a few scenes to try and keep it real; I just hope I don't botch up any of the pregnancy symptoms. Well, we'll see! Katajikenai!

 

Ginny-sama (aka Kokoronagomu) - *bows deeply* I never realized before how many people would appreciate the lemon warnings. Arigatou for opening my eyes. Katajikenai!

 

Freaky-hanyou-san - I am honored with your dedication to leave me a review. I hope you continue to enjoy these final few chapters. Arigatou gozaimasu, Rosie!

 

Katajikenai, minna-san.

 

Glossary:

 

Aa = an exclamation made in agreement or acknowledgement of the previous statement or gesture

Ahou = Moron

Anata = in this story, a term of endearment usually used by the wife

Ano = an exclamation, “Ummm”

Arigatou = Thank you

Baka = idiot

Bakayarou = curse for “Asshole” rarely used due to it's extremely vulgar nature

Bakumatsu = The Late Tokugawa Shogunate period in Japan's history from 1853-1867, ending with the Boshin War of 1868 and the final battle at Toba-Fushimi

Battou-jutsu = (Quick Draw Technique) by whipping the sword out of its sheath, one can increase its speed twice- or three-fold, which can kill with one blow without taking a single blow from one's opponent. This is a real-life kenjutsu technique.

Battousai = Kenshin's name during the Bakumatsu Revolutionary War per his sword-fighting specialty, Battoujutsu… the -sai at the end designates him as a Battoujutsu Master, having perfected every Battou-technique possible

Boke = curse for “Blockhead!”

Bokken = Wooden sword

-chan = an honorific pronoun suffix addressed to someone whom is younger, or equal to, in age, or for friends

Che = curse for “Shit!”

De gozaru = an obsolete phrase of extreme politeness added to the end of sentences, roughly translated to “that it is”, a form of “to be”… (I only use one conjugation of de gozaru to keep things simple.)

Deshi = apprentice

Furo = Japanese bath tub… traditional baths required the user to wash their bodies outside of the tub

Hai = Yes

Hakama = traditional Japanese pants which resemble a wide, pleated skirt

Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu = the killing style of swordsmanship that Kenshin fights with, allowing him to swiftly slaughter a multitude of opponents at one time

Hitokiri = Assassin

Honmei-choco = gifts of chocolate, along with any special material item, given to the man a woman is either in love with, or simply loves, on Valentine's Day in Japan

Ikeike = curse for “Bitch”

Itai = an exclamation, “ouch!” or “that hurts!”

Ju-jutsu = classical Japanese martial art, usually referring to fighting without a weapon

Kenki = “the air of a sword”… not the kind of air you breathe, but a swordsman's physical spirit, the source of his power projected outwardly into a physical appearance and/or manifestation

Ken-jutsu = swordsmanship, sword-play

Kisama = the most vulgar curse for “you” in the second person, most typically used as Bastard or Asshole, or against an enemy you're about to/are in the middle of fight/ing

Koishii = a term of endearment usually used by the husband

Mou = geez

Nandatte! = an exclamation, “What?!; Why?; Come again?”

Oi = Hey!

Ore = “ I “ (typical brash male pronoun)

Oro = an exclamation, only slightly similar to the English “huh?”

Rurouni = homeless wanderer, vagabond

Sakabatou = Kenshin's reversed-blade sword

Sake = Japanese wine

Sessha = this humbled one

Shinai = (bamboo) fencing stick

Shishou = Master (usually of any sort of martial arts training)

Tanuki = Raccoon

Temee = “You”, said in a vulgar way, usually used by males, very rarely by females

Urusai = Shut up!

Yarou = a “catch-all” curse with many uses such as asshole, bastard, jerk, son-of-a-bitch, etc.

Yukata = a very light kimono worn to bed