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Rurouni Kenshin- A Special Edition

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Kaoru watched Kenshin put on his dazed act for everyone at the dinner table as she smacked him for laughing at Sanouske's insult to her food. She inwardly knew that it was just a little joke with himself to tear down his almost constant intensity. Ever since his run-in with the gang of thugs that had been sent to collect Megumi he was constantly alert, seemingly always on guard. Kaoru was glad he took a break now and then.

She glanced at him for a moment, his red hair, which she found remarkable, escaping his hair tie in a few places, his kendo gi open in the front exposing his wiry chest, and his scar. The glance had become a stare; everyone was looking at her.

"It's not polite to stare, Busu," blurted out Yahiko, causing Sanouske to chuckle.

"Warugaki…" muttered Kaoru. She felt herself blush, and noticed Kenshin was beat red as well.

Kenshin scratched his head, "Well I'd best clean up these dishes."

"Yeah, otherwise Jo-chan will have to!" mocked Sanouske sarcastically.

Kenshin began to carry away a myriad of bowls and serving utensils to the kitchen, while Sanouske and Yahiko snuck out. Once they were gone, Kaoru got up quietly from the table, and with as much grace as she could muster picked up some dishes and moved toward the kitchen.

When Kenshin saw her coming into the kitchen he laughed. "Kaoru, how unlike you to help me with the dishes, thank you so much," he said formally.

"Do itashimashite. I'll get the rest, too," said Kaoru cheerfully. As she left she saw Kenshin bend over the washbasin to fill it with water. "Kami," she thought, "he has a nice butt."

Kenshin caught a glimpse of Kaoru from the kitchen, bending over to pick up the rest of the dishes on the low table. "Kami," he thought, "she has a cute little ass." He giggled to himself. He began to daydream, but the sound of shattering pottery brought him back to earth.

"Keeeenshin," said Kaoru sheepishly, "I dropped a bowl, gomen."

"Don't worry about it, just throw it away, and carefully bring the rest of the dishes up the washbasin." Kaoru put her index finder in the soapy water and dabbed the suds on the end of Kenshin's nose. Kenshin laughed.

When the dishes were done, Kenshin went outside to smoke his pipe for a bit and then he went to bed after saying goodnight to Kaoru. Kaoru decided that because Sano and Yahiko were with the their girlfriends, she would go to bed early too.

About two o'clock in the morning Kaoru woke up. She had a feeling inside her that she'd never felt before, it was deep-seated desire, and all she could think about was Kenshin. She knew what it was. She wanted him, badly. She needed him. Lust was taking over, but it was mixed with affection, or maybe something deeper than mere affection. No this was lust mixed with love. Through her yukata she could feel the wet of her sex.

Gently, she freed herself from the constraints of her futon's warm blankets. She crept to Kenshin's room where she slid the paper door open. "Kaoru?" whispered Kenshin huskily, his voice filled with sleep.

"Kenshin," she said innocently, "I had a bad dream can I stay with you for the night?"

Kenshin was a little taken aback by the rather direct advance made upon him with such a thin veil of implication. It was terrible etiquette, but it would be so good. He argued with himself quickly.

"Kaoru-dono," he said honestly, "are you sure you want to do this?"

"Hai."

"If you are absolutely sure you are welcome to stay, but I don't want you to regret your decision."

"I know I won't."

"Alright," said Kenshin, lifting the blanket.

Kaoru shed her robe, letting it fall down onto the floor as it slid off her shoulders. Kenshin saw the dark silhouette of her body against the paper walls, the subtle curves of her breasts hips and buttocks. Then he felt them as she lay down next to him, curling up in his arms.

"Touch me Kenshin," whispered Kaoru.

Beneath the covers Kenshin cupped her breasts and began to kiss her. His tongue slipped into her mouth and she returned. Their tongues played with each other. Kenshin's mouth drifted down to her neck and he gave her a little pinch with his teeth, leaving a small pink bite mark. Kaoru yelped a little in sensual pleasure.

Her nipples hardened under Kenshin's skilful hands and she felt his erection press into her stomach; he was ready.

Kaoru got up on her hands and knees, and Kenshin crawled behind her. Kaoru's body tightened as Kenshin rubbed lubricant from her dripping labia around on her genitals. By bracing his weight on his arms, and placing his knees inside of Kaoru's spread position Kenshin put himself into a situation from which he could enter Kaoru.

Carefully, but with a good deal of force Kenshin thrust into the young woman, causing her to emit a low sexual moan. Kenshin could feel something preventing the entire length of his organ from entering her, though. He was fairly inexperienced, having only ever had sex once before with Tomoe, and that was years ago. He humped her again, this time pulling her hips closer to him as he thrust. Kaoru's hymen popped, and Kaoru shrieked.

"Kaoru are you okay?" asked Kenshin worried that he'd hurt her.

"Yes I'm fine, keep going."

Encouraged by her response, Kenshin began to repeat the procedure faster, pumping her young cunt full of his long manhood. She let out a loud moan of orgasm. Kenshin finished by shooting an enormous load into her glove tight hole.

Suddenly they both stopped, there were voices outside. Two males, Sano and Yahiko were home early…

Appendix of Japanese Terms

Busu- Ugly Woman (Very Rude)

Warugaki- Bad kid; brat

Jo-chan- babe

Do Itashimashite- No Problem

Kami- God

Futon- Japanese mattress, on the yuka

Yuka- floor

Yukata- summer robe