Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Unusual Intentions ❯ Unusual Intentions ( One-Shot )

Disclaimer: I do not own Nobuhiro Watsukis brilliant creations. The story is mine though, however.

A/N: Konbanwa, this is my very first lemon, and my first story that I finished all by myself. ::beams proudly:: This is also my first Karou and Kenshin story. It's rather…weird, but I'm weird so what do you expect? But I think first-time lemons are supposed to be screwed up. I'm sorry if to you it seems controversial, but hey, I welcome flames. I'm open-minded! 99.9% of the time anyway… Oh well, just leave an honest review. No thinking you have to go easy on me. I can handle it! ::puts on `I'm tough' look:: By the way, this is rather "descriptive" and if you have never read lemon before or don't even know what it is, (Which is almost impossible for Media Minor readers) then … find out before hand unless you want a "hard hit" first-hand experience.

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The raindrops pattered softly against the thin layered doors of the dojo. Lightning streaked the dark, cloudy sky for a split second before flashing away and disappearing into oblivion with the loud clash of the thunder. Karou sighed, brushing her bangs slightly away from her eyes. She sat kneeled on the floor against the wall, her heart in a limbo of perplexity.

She was grateful none of the others were around, for she feared she would simply lash out if one even uttered so much as a word regarding if anything was wrong. Sanosuke had left earlier in the afternoon to attend a small party with some of his gambling buddies and would most likely not be back all night. Yahiko had offered to help Megumi at the clinic, seeing since Doctor Gensi was not well and had to do his best to look after Ayame and Suzumi. The two were more quiet than usual and did all they could to help their dear old grandfather. Karou figured he would also be gone probably the rest of the evening since it had been storming quite bad and didn't suggest letting up anytime soon. Her thoughts began to dwell on Kenshin.

The red head had been on her mind for quite a while now. It had all originated some time ago when Misao had come to Megumi asking for advice as to how to deal with Aoshi. After listening to Misao discuss how much she really cared for the ex-Oniwabon leader, how he was constantly on her mind and making her heart pound whenever he was in her presence, made Karou start to wonder about her and Kenshin.

Kenshin and I. She thought, her lips lifting up softly in the corners. They had known each other quite a long time now. The former hiroki had done so much for her; saved her life, helped her around the house, solved a lot of her problems. Whenever she saw him smile, it always made her heart glow and shaped the world into a brighter place. Her own beam drooped as she began to think about their relationship.

It was not indeed bad at all. No one could ask for a better man than Kenshin. They had always gotten along very well, despite her temper tantrums and beatings on the poor man. Thankfully, she had begun to control those qualities more over time. But still, she thought, there was something missing. It appeared even with how good their present relationship was now, it still didn't seem…quite what Karou wanted from him. She wished for an eternal life with him, growing closer and sharing things, swearing with sacred vows to always be there and give the other the best they had to offer, and maybe even having children. What she wanted from him was love.

Love. Could Kenshin ever love me? She thought to herself. It seemed to be possible. Karou had suspected he acted more differently around her then the others. Even so, she always had this tiny trudge of fear deep inside, that Kenshin's heart would belong to another, and what she hoped for would never come. At first Karou thought maybe he would try to be with Megumi, thinking he wanted a more refined and intelligent woman who not only could save lives with her advanced knowledge in medicine, but also the fact she had a caring and likeable spirit with a definite beauty.

But that begin to fade away progressively as Megumi and Sano started to become more involved in each other over the past couple months. There was some slight rumor that Sano would maybe even ask for Megumi's hand in marriage shortly over time.

She wasn't quite so sure as to how to approach Kenshin; or if to not at all and just hope for or encourage him in some way to approach her. In most cases it was considered more proper for the man to do so, but Karou was beginning to grow impatient and had overtime heard that the female could play the male role in a relationship, whether she wanted to partially or to the full was up to her.

Her brows dipped together firmly as she thought over her options and finally settled on a solid decision. She had decided to approach Kenshin and confess her feelings, and hope and ask for him to give the two of them a try. If things did not go well, which Karou hoped would certainly not happen, then they would stay friends and move on over duration.

She rose slowly with anew determination, and began a quiet walk toward Kenshins room. He had informed her earlier on that he was retreating to rest for the remainder of time after having finished doing the laundry and some other small tasks. She opened the door slowly, placing it back in its closed spot while taking great care as she stepped in so as not to disturb or frighten the Rurouni in any way. She did not seem him standing or sitting anywhere, and gazed down to see him sleeping peacefully on his futon, on top of the blanket rather then under it and instead covered with a thin sheet.

The retired manslayer lay flat on his back, his arms and legs slightly spread apart. His small but strong chest lifted and fell slowly as he breathed softly in his slumber. Karou smiled gently as she thought how adorable he looked while he slept. So innocent, so contented…She felt a desire begin to stir inside her, obviously one she had not felt before.

Seeing as the small man was sleeping, she told herself to leave and wait till he awoke to tell him, but her feet seemed to be defying her, as they would not move. As she continued to stare down at the Rurouni, her strange desire began to grow stronger and her eyes turned into magnets. They traveled slowly down his body and back up, observing and silking in his strong manly beauty.

Karou kneeled down beside Kenshin and continued to stare, not sure at first what to do. Her brain began demanding that she leave, but her feet still were rebelling. Her hand slowly stretched out and brushed some of the blood silk strands away from his closed eyes. He didn't even stir at the touch. Her hand moved down and her right forefinger softly traced the outline of the X-shaped scar engraved on his cheek.

How she had always longed to touch that mark. It was like a flaw that made him flawless. Her dark eyes widened as she dimly realized that her desire was a sexual one. Her body was begging to interact with his. She tried backing away, somewhat frightened but also somewhat excited. However, she was still incapable of moving even the slightest millimeter away.

After gazing down at her secret love for a few long moments, she began to oppose her brains' order to step back and leaned over him. Slowly lowering her head, she closed her eyes and planted her lips softly against his. He tasted so good, sweet like honey, yet in a masculine way with a gentle spice to it. Her lips dug deeper into his as her tongue slowly snaked its way into his mouth, gently playing with his own.

The wanderer stirred and sighed delicately as his tongue unknowingly started to spar with the young girls. She pulled back shortly to catch her breath, a slight fade of scarlet settling across the bridge of her nose. Her palms moved forward as if they had a mind of their own and settled on the warriors chest. They gently roamed the unknown area, observing the touch of the faint scars.

Carefully stretching back, they moved to the thick piece of cloth wrapped around his trim waist, holding his outfit together. She cautiously untied the knot and removed the cloth, placing it beside her. After moving more closer to him, she gently separated the sides of the front of his yakuta exposing his chest, ethereally pulling it down his shoulders and lifting him up slightly to bring the sleeves down and away from his slightly muscular arms.

After having discarding of that, she placed that by the same area with the cloth and headed for his hakamas. She went through the same process, being as careful as she could so not to awake the serene traveler. Next, she extracted his socks and underwear. (A/N: I'm not sure if I'm really correct on this, but I'm not very smart with Japanese male clothing back in those times, and this is my first lemon, so if I messed up, I'm really sorry) After neatly folding them up and placing them on the dresser near the door, she gazed down at the now naked Kenshin.

Even though he was quite short for his age, Karou thought he had the body of a god, despite the fact she had never seen a nude man before. His skin was quite smooth in spite of his faint scars and had a subtle fair tan to it, his arms and legs a bit paler due to his clothing. They were also mildly built, firm yet small. His body consisted of very little hair on his chest and legs. When her eyes rested on his member, they expanded. This was her very first time seeing such exposed parts. After the shock faded, her desire kicked in again. Her fingers begin to skillfully undo the obi on her kimono. After she discarded of all her clothing, she placed it near Kenshins on the dresser, setting her ribbon on top of the pile after letting it loose from her long, velvety midnight blue raven mane.

She returned to his side and settled over him on her hands and knees, covering part of her unveiled torso with the thin sheet. Her breath began to shorten and grow a bit heavier as she hesitated. Scared by the physical reaction, she moved down to fulfill her desire. She dipped down again to hug his unprepared mouth with her own. After getting another taste of the swordsmen's flavor, she rained a soft shower of kisses on his face, permitting the tip of her tongue to gently roam the blemish on his otherwise soft cheek.

She nibbled on his left ear gently and moved her lips down to rest on his neck. When they were done there, they traveled to his left shoulder before lightly caressing the surface as they moved over his collarbone. Afterward, she shifted to his right shoulder and worked her way up his neck, then to his mouth again after sticking the tip of her tongue in his right ear.

Now it's time to get serious. She thought, smiling as she set out to sufficiently achieve her purpose. A small gap of air escaped Kenshins throat and out his mouth as she kissed her way down his face from his forehead, sucking on his jaw before attacking the base of his throat. Her mouth hungrily took in the sensation of his skin.

Gently lowering herself further down the mans body, her moist mouth sucked up his flesh, causing the still sleeping ex-battousai to inhale a deep lock of air, obviously not use to the touch. Karou sniffed in his scent, which reminded her of a hot night mist with a cool spring rain touch. She quickly moved down his flat stomach, hesitating at her final destination.

His still growing erection thrashed about demandingly between his thighs. Karous heart started to quicken it's pace at the thought of what would happen next if she moved on. But her hunger overruled her fear and she took his manhood in her mouth slowly, gingerly lapping around it with her tender tongue. Kenshin moaned quietly at the feel of his reaction to the girls motion.

Pleased by his response, Karou began to absorb his member harder with her inexperienced mouth. Kenshin, however, didn't know the difference, and was still in quite a deep slumber, for he cried out again at the quickened pace. It continued to grow as Karou got more hostile. His moans' volume unceasingly went up and stayed at a decent level until he spilled into the girls' mouth.

Karou nearly choked as the man's semen filled her virgin portal, but she quickly swallowed it and after a minute of regaining her composure, she moved on. She scooted up closer so her head established itself near his neck. Though she had never done this kinda of interaction with anyone in her life, she had picked up talk on the streets whenever she walked by when the prostitutes were around and talking about a good time they had the night before. Plus Megumi, still quite fond of teasing the female youth, always brought up things like this and suggested certain actions to do that would make a man pleased. Karou remembered going completely red, looking as if someone had painted her whole face with color darker than Kenshins hair. But now, as she was here near the man she longed for, and doing such things, all that she had heard came back.

Karou briskly strolled to the bathroom and returned, locating herself in a more upward position, a small bottle of bath oil in her hand. After soaking her fingers up with the scented smooth liquid, she settled her body on her knees next to the young wanderer. When he was now more onto his side near her, she extended her arm and taking as much care as she could, she slowly inserted one finger into the mans virgin base.

Kenshin hissed slightly at the feeling, but after a few moments of non-movement and his head resting on Karous thigh while being stroked, he shortly relaxed. Seeing as how he started to enjoy it, she stuck her second finger along with the first, causing a softhearted gasp of delight to come from the man and a slightly louder one as a third finger came. I can't believe I'm actually doing it. And he's actually enjoying it. A subtle groan of protest comprehended as the fingers left him.

Karou crawled back on top of him, straddling him as she gazed down into his tender, soft face. Her knees hugged at his hips as she relished in the silent movement. His hardness throbbed between her legs. Karou smiled, thinking that someone like her could bring this kinda of contentment to a man such as Kenshin. She moved down lithely and brought Kenshin inside her. The feel of a male inside her made her freeze for a moment. Oh my... She had not known the feeling could be like this.

When the moment of overwhelm passed, she begin to gently move in slow rocking motions. Kenshins breath proceeded to grow rapid as her motions increased. A gust of pleasure tumbled in her stomach. Her panting speeded as well, part of her dying to satisfy her crave, the other part wanting it to last forever. Her breasts pressed against his chest harder, causing an even more excited reaction from the unaware man. Her eyes closed as she felt herself about to climax. Kenshin let out a ragged breath, almost a gasp, as his warmth flowed into the young girls' body.

Karou felt herself exceed ecstasy and fall over that cliff, her mind unable to form any words that could describe the experience of what had just happened. She pulled away, moving him out of her opening, breathing hard and still clinging to the mans frame. Her mid-back hair clung to her skin from perspiration.

An ardent smile washed up on her moist lips, as she adored the look of satisfaction on the man's innocent face, a faded red brushed across his cheeks. "My little angel…" She muttered, her eyes narrowing into a loving glance. She moved off of him reluctantly and brought his head to rest on her right breast, hogging the pillow herself. Her lids slid down to block her vision, her last thought being about how they had connected in such a way before sleep took her away.

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Karou stirred at the sound of the bong from the clock lying on Kenshins wall. She arose slowly, gradually remembering what had happened. She abruptly gazed down at the Rurouni, who was still sleeping and curled up on his stomach. Karou brushed some of his barely wet threads away from his closed eyeballs, rising to her feet until she stood to her full height. By the shadowy brightness of the pale white moon, Karou guessed it to be late evening. Glancing at the clock, she saw it was nearly 10:00. Her stomach grumbled and she realized she had not eaten so much as a crumb since breakfast.

Grabbing her clothes, she rushed off to the bathroom and prepared a warm tub after placing the bath oil back. While relishing in the comforting heated liquid, she thought over what she had done. She felt…strange. Like doing so had changed her. She was no longer a little girl. Interacting with Kenshin had turned her into a woman. Now she no more wore the veil of innocence and had swiftly removed it as she entered maturity. She certainly felt more matured. Not many 18 year-old girls could seduce a 28 year-old man; A swordsman at that.

After she cleaned herself, she towel dried her hair and changed into a looser, more night appropriate kimono and braided her mysterious lengthy locks. She had not heard Kenshin move at all yet. He must have been more tired then he let on to be, especially to sleep this long after that. After placing her daytime kimono in the laundry basket sitting in the corner, she departed to the kitchen and gathered some vegetables and such to make a nice dinner.

Megumi and a few others had helped somehow to teach her how to cook properly shortly after the Kyoto incident and now she could prepare meals much more decent. At least the guys didn't complain anymore about how their stomachs had turned into stones after one bite of her food.

While she prepared the soup and set it to boil, her thoughts switched to a different mood from earlier. Was that the right thing to do? If so, why don't I feel the least bit guilty? What if... Her eyes widened as she shockingly realized something she had overlapped. Oh no, what is he gonna do when he wakes up? He'll surely know something happened. What if all my chances of a relationship are ruined because of that? On and on her musings went, her newly created maturity transforming into worry. Somehow she managed to set the food and cook it without messing it up.

Meanwhile, Kenshin finally started to shift around, his eyes slowly opening as he stirred from his slumber. He felt…different. He sat up, confused from his body's emotion and from just waking. A slight shiver crept through his bones and he looked down to discover his clothes had been removed. He gasped as his mind registered the fact that some sort of sexual activity had occurred while he was sleeping. But how?

He thought over the day's events, and knew Sano had gone to party and Yahiko went to assist Megumi at the clinic, so he knew they weren't around and didn't, or wouldn't, do such a thing. Then the thought of one of his enemies doing so came, but then he figured he wouldn't feel so…relieved if that was the case. Then the last person he thought the least likely came to mind. Karou-dono... His brain juggled with the guesses, and he realized it could be no other than her. Dazed, he headed to his dresser and dressed silently, intending to speak to the girl as soon as possible.

Karou sat in front of the table, still worrying about what was going to happen. What if he leaves again? Goes off to become a wanderer again, disgusted by what I did? Worry after worry scribbled it's way into her head. A soft almost childlike voice made her snap her head up and her heart freeze. "Karou-dono.."

She turned slowly to see Kenshin standing in the doorway, his mushy violet eyes narrowed in confusion. She stood up nervously and spoke, "Kenshin…" He didn't move from his spot. " I know what you did while I was sleeping Karou-dono. And let me tell you now…"

Karou masked her cringe. Oh no... She lowered her head; "I am not at all upset about what you did. In fact, I found it…well, rather enjoyable…" He finished, blushing sheepishly. Karou looked up at him, surprised. "You mean…you're not angry with me..?" She asked, now taking the role of the confused one. Kenshin nodded, "Hai, I am not mad Karou-dono. Before I fell asleep, I was thinking of how to ask you about… giving things a try." He stepped forward and took her smooth porcelain hands into his large callused ones.

Karous heart beat with happiness as she smiled back, tears glimmering in her eyes. "Oh Kenshin, you don't have to ask now, I will, I want to…give things a try." Kenshin smiled and his eyes shone with joy. He pulled her into his arms and embraced her. Karou savored the feel of his strong protective arms around her frame. He tilted his head and their mouths entwined in a fiery reign of passion. When they pulled back to get air, the two smiled at each other, both showing love in their eyes at the other.

He backed away reluctantly. "I think I'm going to go take a bath now Karou-dono, that I do. I'll be done by the time dinner is ready." Karou nodded, "Ok, that's fine. Would you like me to prepare it for you?" "No, that is ok. I can handle it Karou-dono. Besides you are busy cooking, that you are." She giggled, "Ok, oh and Kenshin, please, just Karou from now on."

He turned back from the doorway, a bit taken off but then he beamed. "Ok, oh Karou, could you do me a favor?" Her mouth stretched into a closed grin, "Sure, what is it Kenshin?" He said nothing at first. Karou uttered a "huh" as he stepped up to her and firmly grasped her chin in between his thumb and forefinger, causing her to stare into his unveiling eyes. "Next time, wake me up when you decide to do that, so I can be on top." He released her jaw and took off for the back to get the fire going.

Karou stood completely still for a moment, then smiled sweetly and meditated as she went back to finish dinner. I'm so lucky to have found such a sweet and cherishing man as Kenshin. The look of shining love made her glow just like his angelic smile.

Not even the worlds' best poet could express the way Kenshins happiness radiated his divine appearance. The two were now linked in a symbolic and special way only those truly blessed could be. Even if that poet tried, he would never succeed in expressing their love with words. Silence had already done so for them, as well as Kenshins bright smile, which could never fade into the vortex for the darkness, until the day the two were gone from this world.

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A/N: Well, there you have it…Such a sweet and mushy ending from such a messed up story ::sniffs:: Ah…that's life. Well there you have it. My first lemon, and major out of line plot. For those of you who decided to read this damn thing…you know the drill. For those who don't…leave a review please! Or you shall suffer the wrath of the Battousai… ::sword gleams as a mysterious figure un sheaths it with glowing angry eyes:: Hehe…