Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ PLAYING WITH THE DEVIL ❯ What are you waiting for? ( Chapter 1 )

Playing with the Devil

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R- Violence. Profanity. Adult Themes.

[RE-EDITED]

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Warning:

If you are under 17 please I advise you do not read this fanfiction. I will not be held responsible for what you read. I am fairly warning everyone. It was become of that this fanfiction had been deleted. Painfully I’m posting it back online, EDITED, with some sexual intones but nothing explicit. R means the allowance of sex, drugs and violence, it was after all posted in the ‘create-story’ area of fanfiction.net.  

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-- Chapter 1- What are you waiting for?

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“Come on sugar! Come and give daddy some loving!” Shougo said in a devious voice, mingling with thick need and husky brewed desire. His eyes flashed an insatiable shade of red-burgundy which simply brought out more of the devil in him.

“Get a life you retarded asshole. –It’s a wonder why you just can’t die--” Kaoru spit icy cold at her two week husband. Already she was having second thoughts about the husband she wished she didn’t have. Unfortunately she had no choice but to succumb to those smug grins of his and welcome the rage of flicking hormones. She scowled at the mental thought of living all her days to his black lust. Very sad, no really, very sad.

“Flick you bitch! When I say to get over here, you listen to me. I make the flicking rules not you, understand, or not?” Shougo shouted harshly at his wife. The way she made him react. Oh gosh, she was so annoying and exasperating. Overrated and boiling she became and as a result he became the same way around her.

“Piss you!” Kaoru snarled sardonically.

Shougo knew fighting with this woman would be almost like a waste of time. She was so head-strong that choosing a battle with her would almost seem impossible when she’d battle you down to zero. Such temper, such fire--- was meant to use in other means. Delicious means, thought Shougo.

Shougo gave a smug smirk, allowing all his bishouhen features to blaze up. Accompanying his sexy boy stare, was the mental pose of him lying on the bed looking needy at her. His eyes were literally calling a black liquid seduction at her, trying to pull at her tough covering, yet she still stood tall and defiant, a trait of the Kamiya’s. Soon, he would kill his bitchy wife, it was all a matter of time. Time before he’d have all the power and money he could ever imagine, one that did not include Kamiya Kaoru. It was just a matter of time before his father made the arrangement between the Kamiya’s. Such a gullible bunch of retards.

“Kaoru, don’t make me come get you! Lets just have some fun! Please…” Shougo stressed on the please, his eyes almost looking sincere. Kaoru shook her head, he was definitely catching on to her. Curse men thought Kaoru. Kaoru rendered off the no with a simple flick of her middle finger in his direction. “Suck it”

“Aghh!! You bloody bitch, I had just about it! If you feel I like your shit then get real…I prefer have you dead. But you’re such a bitchy wife…so completely freaked up…that I can’t breath” he shouted while she hit the cupboard with her hands.

“Fine you want some fun? Get ready you asshole” Kaoru claimed while taking a deep breath. There was no way she ever envisioned her pristine self in such coarse acts with a sinned-bastard like him. As Gwen Stefani says, ‘what are you waiting for?’

“Yeah! Now this is what I’m talking about!” he spoke as Kaoru began her unzipping her business skirt and allowing it to pool to the floor. Coming closer to her husband, she walked like a cat, and touched herself rudely making her husband twitch from her seductive actions.

“Rrr-rrr!” she purred like a cat as she crawled onto the bed.

Taking hold of her, he placed her beneath him where he kissed her neck. Biting her neck, she groaned as his hands drove down on her back as they became one. Wrapping her legs around him, she turned him over and began undoing his clothing. Their tongues played a rude dance while the shirt was flung into the corner with his pants coming on its trail.

“Kiss me harder!” he demanded as she scratched her nails down his back which made him groan into her mouth. Her tongue played over his teeth and tongue. Placing his hands under the bra strap she felt the tickly touch of his fingers that eagerly besought to undo the snap.

Pushing him back into the bed. She cuffed him a solid knocking which made him black out. She dusted her hands making a quick jump off the bed.

“How I hate you---you stink filth! Imagine, you just fell for the cheapest move in the book of tricks” she spoke loudly to his unconscious body.

Picking up her clothing she casually walked out the room and locked the door.

‘Sweet dreams my idiot husband!’ Kaoru grinned evilly as she coyly threw the keys up and down in her hand while she laughed evilly going down the hall.

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“I’ll pay you seventy thousand dollars to eliminate this man!” the old man within a posh business suit with a black leather suitcase said silently to the top murderer of all time. Bracing the title as greatest assassin came with a tag of eminence, known as the slasher that became one with the shadow, the youth became the ice and coldness of death.

“Who is this person?” the amber eye boy spoke coldly, his voice drained of life in any colourful high-pitch tone or tempo.

“Jason Watashi, he works for the Japanese Microsoft board, they gave him my place when they thought he was very idealistic and unique with his designs and ideas. Microsoft needed a new design so they decided that the Japanese should have plans. Idealist like Jason was chosen to become the perfect match of people they’d been looking for.” the man said, fixing his rich Italian outfit.

“I need all the information you could get on him for me. Then you prepare the date for the kill!” the dark tone voice said icily cold

There was something about this boy that made the businessman shiver. His eyes were cruel and intimidating, even though the boy wore a small stature, his eyes and dark tone made up for his height. His hair was a wave of the fires of hell. So rich and vibrant that they were held high in a pony which was tall and full stop. His face wore no scars, just a dark shades which covered his eyes that could be easily detected.

Maybe the only difference was that his left ear wore a silver earring with the letter “k” on it.

His clothing was just plain black. Curt, mean and bold, everything he was and made to be--such a stealthily, mean and dark natured person was only famously known as Battousai. The best assassin in Japan.

His black jacket caught the cold wind of the late afternoon. He felt hungry…maybe he would send Misao for some food for him.

“Mr. Battousai, is this a deal?” he asked

Battousai pulled his sword from within his jacket, which made the man take an inward gasp. The katana was beautiful, plain shiny black surfaced the sheath. The handle which was embossed with a diamonded cut which made the blade both lethal and flashy.

“Why! I think it is Mr.???” Battousai asked inwardly while he fixed his black turtle neck top.

“M-M-Mr. Uh-uh- Uh, Ratizuke Yuhn.” he spoke scared of the tall katana

“Pleasure! Meet me tomorrow at this place. Come alone or your soul is mine!” Battousai stricken his amber eyes into silver slits.

Nodding, Battousai took the fright as a plus of obediance.

“O-Okay!”

Walking out the dark alley, he kicked the rubbish bin which made newspapers and decomposing food scattered on the floor.

‘You are one strange man, Battousai.’

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An: Thank you for reading the first edited chapter of Playing with the Devil. A fanfiction which died but shall live again. If you had liked the story and it just went poof on you, which it did, then I promise to try and finish this story, because I was planning to finish it. There are some problems with this fanfiction, like the content in it is very mature and adult inclined. True, that’s why this fanfiction is in the R section, the R section gives me the upper most hand because R means I can post sexual stuff, once it is not explicit. Like the old PWTD, it was way too explicit which caused my fic to die, but this new edited Playing with the devil is not explicit, just intoned a bit. So there. Hope everyone will read next week’s update to the ficcie. I’ll try and update every Friday. Not sure, but Friday is all I can give. It’s the only day I am on.

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