Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Turning Point ❯ Turning Point ( Chapter 1 )

Alright, here's my second fanfic, so it may not be perfect, but I'm tryin' here.

I don't own Rurouni Kenshin.

Turning Point

"Kenshin, I'm going out for Tofu I'll be back later,"

"Miss Kaoru, It's getting late; why don't I do that for you?"

"I think I can handle getting Tofu,"

"I don't doubt that Miss Kaoru, but I don't want anyone trying to take advantage of you,"

"Oh alright Kenshin, but hurry back,"

Kaoru's POV

I watched Kenshin disappear around the corner. He's always doing things for me. Why? Does he feel the same way I do towards him? No, if he did then he would have expressed it in some way. A brush of his hand across mine, or a hug at least. With Kenshin I don't get any of that.

I turned back towards the dojo. A man dropped from a tree near by. I gasped and took a step back.

"So you're the battousai's woman? Perfect, you're just what I need,"

"Wha-," The man grabbed my waist and hoisted me up towards the tree he came from.

"Kenshin!!!" Then the man hit me over the head and everything went black.

Kenshin's POV

Why can't I just tell her how I feel? I know why. I'm not worthy of her love. Someone as pure as Kaoru deserves a better man than me. Not someone whose hands have been stained with the blood of hundreds.

I reached the end of the street the dojo was on, and just as I was turning up the next I heard my name screamed. I stopped and looked around; my eyes narrowing. That sounded like Kaoru. Kaoru was back at the dojo… alone.

I sprinted back to where I left her, but instead of finding Kaoru safe and sound. I found a letter with a bit of Kaoru's garments stuck onto it with a dagger. The letter told me to meet the writer at a hut on the outskirts of town if I ever want to see Kaoru alive again.

In anger I sliced a tree in half with my reverse-blade sword.

"Whoa, Kenshin, what's eating you?" Sano had been standing in the doorway of the dojo. I turned to face him, and he took a step back in fear, "Shit Kenshin your eyes are golden!"

It took a moment for Sano's words to register. I hadn't heard those words from anyone since I was the Battousai. That must be the point of this. Whoever kidnapped Kaoru must want to bring out the Battousai, and, according to Sano, their plan was working.

I fought against my anger, trying to subdue my want to hurt whoever took Kaoru from me. Sano in the meantime was watching me very carefully. He didn't know what to expect.

After I calmed down I asked Sano, "Is that better,"

A look of relief washed over Sano's face, "Your eyes are back to normal, but why did they change like that?" Sano asked cautiously, not wanting to ignite my anger again.

"I was angry," was all that I told him. I can't let him know why or else he'll want to help, and I can't risk him being there if the Battousai does come out.

"Yeah but what about?" This time I felt my eyes change, but for only a moment. That moment was long enough, though, for Sano to get the hint and he backed away slowly, "Never mind, I don't need to know. Um… I'll see ya around Kenshin," He took off running out of the dojo.

I relaxed a little. I don't have to worry about Sano coming around at the wrong time. I need to go meet this mysterious author to get Kaoru back now.

Kaoru's POV

I awoke in a dark, damp smelling room. I was chained against a wall in a standing position. I observed the room. It was small and had only one window. To my left was a door leading outside, and to my right was a cushion with a bowl of grapes set beside it. I also noticed that just above the door was a contraption made of metal.

"Well, the Battousai's woman has awoken," A man walked into the room from outside. I watched him cautiously, "Don't worry I'm not going to bite… yet," He smiled roguishly towards me, "Your man will be arriving shortly. You see he has some funny idea that he can save you,"

Seemingly on cue Kenshin sliced the wooden door open with one quick movement of his sword. My capture turned around, startled by the sound, but quickly regained composure. Kenshin stepped into the room when the metal contraption hanging above his head came falling down upon him trapping him inside it.

"Kenshin!" I strained against my restrains trying to see if he was alright.

He straightened up, and dusted himself off. When he looked up to the man that started all of this I noticed that his eyes were no longer that gentle purple, but were now an amber color.

I gasped. Who was this man standing in front of me. That wasn't Kenshin. Those weren't Kenshin's eyes.

Well, what do y'all think? Good, bad, stupid, great? R & r please. I'd like to know what ya think before I write my next chapter.