Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Sketches ❯ Chapter 4

A/N: yes I know…it's been so long since I updated and I haven't been getting any reviews so, why bother? Well, I am just so bored so I added all the chapters in. R&R!

 

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CHAPTER FOUR

 

“Well…thanks again for saving me and all…” I said as I held the door for him. I tucked a smile as I bit my bottom lip, hand still on my side.

 

“Sure you're okay?” he said as he slid the sleeves of his coat over his shoulder.

 

“Yeah…eventually. Thanks for staying.” I shut the door gently and leaned on the…door…duh…lips still tucked under my teeth. I ran to my bedroom and started sketching -- again. This time I got his every feature. The hair, the face, the body, the hands and even the unusual scar on his left cheek. This time, no Misao is gonna yell `dinner'. Nothing's stopping me from completing my sketch! Mwahahahaha!

 

I finished 15 minutes later. I held it out, quite satisfied. He's soooo gorgeous. I practically fell in-love with the picture…and probably the man himself…I kissed the paper and posted it on the ceiling, directly above my bed…

 

…Kenshin…I could just whisper his name all night long…Kensh --

 

DING DONG!

 

Dammit Misao! Of all times! You could have ruined my sketch, just not my CONCENTRATION! I angrily walked down the narrow hallway and opened the door wide.

 

“You freak! How could you disturb me in the painstaking process of daydreaming?!” I yelled as she slammed the door shut with her right foot.

 

“I was expecting a little kindness Kaoru-san, like: thank you for getting the laundry Misao-chan. I'm so sorry you had to walk two blocks in the pouring rain. Would you like a cup of coffee?” She looked at me, with piercing blue-green eyes.

 

“I'm sorry…would you like a cup of coffee?”

 

“Brewed by you?! Hell no!” she joked as she sorted out the laundry, “I brought home some take-outs. Want any?”

 

“No thanks. I feel exhausted. Oyasumi Nasai.”

 

“Oyasumi.”

 

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“Kaoru-san! You really are gonna get us fired!”

 

“Ten more minutes…” I ducked my head under the pillow.

 

“Kaoru-san! It's ten minutes to 8:00! YOU ARE GONNA GET US FIRED!” Misao yelled as she threw a `hard pillow' at me.

 

“Holy crap! Must take a shower!” I zoomed to the bathroom and took the fastest shower ever (I barely wet myself). I hurriedly put my wetsuit on and drove us both to the aquarium in our old Chevy.

 

I know, I know. What the heck are we doing at a fish place? Me and Misao work as animal trainers at an aquarium. I parked at the usually empty lot (it's only empty in the morning). We hurriedly walked to our stations: I work with the dolphins, Misao works with the seals.

 

“Ohayou Maeko-san! Ohayou Kioko-san!” I greeted the dolphins as I dove in. They screeched back.

 

“Kaoru-san! There's gonna be a crowd today. Tokyo Elementary is having a Field Trip. By the way, a new vet is coming over for a check-up” Tsubame `yelled' from the surface.

 

“Arigatou, Tsubame-chan! I'll give them a warm-up! The dolphins, I mean.” I replied. I exercised the dolphins and did the usual tricks. Voices started coming in through my ears even from underwater. A very familiar voice, in particular, kept urging me to surface.

 

“Here are the dolphins, sir, with their instructor.” Tsubame welcomed the fellow.

 

“Excuse me, I -- Kaoru-dono!” Kenshin exclaimed at the instant he saw me. I was a bit surprised, myself. What a coincidence, or did, `fate fall short this time'?

 

“Kenshin! What are you doing here?!” I said as I completely rose from the water.

 

“I'm a vet. And you are…?”

 

“I train dolphins! My God! What are the chances of us meeting like this?!” I bounced happily. Yes! I get to meet him at work, too! Arigatou gozaimasu, Kami-sama!

 

“Yeah. Let's see them, shall we?”

 

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“You were amazing out there!” he complimented after the show.

 

“You think? I just thought we could use a different routine.” I said as I dried myself with a small towel.

 

“Well, it was great. Hey, do you want to have dinner together?”

 

I abruptly stopped rubbing my hair. Did he just…ask me out?

 

“Did you just…ask me out?”

 

“I'm sorry. I knew I shouldn't have been awkward. You're right. Forget it. I'm REALLY sorry…”

 

“NO! I was just asking…Well…did you?”

 

“I'm sorry I was just -- yes.” He stopped babbling.

 

“I'd LOVE to!” I squealed as I put on the widest smile ever (almost reached my ears…no, seriously).

 

“Really? Okay, great! How about Friday at seven?”

 

“Wonderful!” I jumped with my bottom lip tucked under my teeth.

 

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a/n: I made it ocean park hong kong style and yeah…hope you liked it! R&R!