Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin © or anything connected to it.
All characters are property of Noubiro Watsuki. The only thing I own is
this really, really crappy plot.
Enishi is hurt after the death of his lover, and hides his true self from
the rest of the world. Being one of the top leaders of the underworld,
Enishi is responsible for the murders of many. The saving grace of one
victim, however, is about to change all of that, and show Enishi just what
justice is all about. ExK
He stood silent for a while whilst she drew her dressing gown closer about
"Enishi," she began, playing with a loose stand of hair. "Enishi, we can't
see each other any more."
He frowned into the curtain of rain that was dripping noisily down the
window. He drew a puff of his cigarette and waved a dismissing arm, a
smirk dancing across his lips.
"No," he said. "Of course we can't."
She looked up in amazement. Did he not care? Would he not miss her as she
would? She didn't know what to say. She decided to nod. Enishi swiveled
round, letting the sheet draping his hips hang a little more loosely than
"Of course, you'd have to tell your brother that I never existed, lest he
should try to...exterminate me"
She nodded sadly. "Ah...that will also have to be done..."
She looked down at her nails sadly for a moment, but then, with gathering
determination, decided to press Enishi with what plagued her mind most.
"Won't you miss me?"
Enishi looked up from his cigarette and stared at her, amused. "Well what
do you think, Sayo?"
Sayo twisted her sheets nervously between her fingers. Would he miss her?
She wasn't so sure. Sayo had believed that she could reform the man - an
almost impossible task, in her mind. Unfortunately, she had been unable to
do so, by the look of things. She shook her head, her hair swaying
softly, coordinating with her movements.
"You won't, will you?"
Enishi shook his head. "It's not healthy for me to be pining over a woman,
Her shoulders sagged slightly. "Oh...I see"
"It's not that I don't like you; it's far from that - but a man needs his
space. Can you understand what I'm trying to say?"
Sayo broke down into s series of convulsive sobs, racking her body and
making her seem like she was having a mini-seizure.
"God will hate me," she sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks. "God will
hate me because I have sinned...because I have allowed my body to be
Enishi rolled his eyes. "Come now, Sayo," he muttered. "You're eighteen.
It's about time you lost your virginity to a criminal mastermind." He
stared at her shaking body for a moment before adding to his commentary.
"Grow up. Your brother is afraid to see you grow up. You, on the other
hand, should not be."
"Grow up?!" she cried. "How am I to grow up when the man I love tells me
that he does not love me after he sleeps with me?!" She pointed an
accusing finger in his direction. "How dare you do such a thing to me, to
use me when you know that I am against such things?! Enishi! How could
you! I expected you to understand! I thought you were the only man apart
from God that would listen and understand!"
Enishi snorted. "God does not exist." Enishi took yet another toxic
inhalation of his ever-shrinking 'cancer stick'. "If he did," he said,
facing away from her dumbfounded and incredulous expression, "then we
wouldn't have to live the shitty life that we're leading now"
She was gaping. "H-how dare you?!" she cried, angry tears threatening to
spill like a river trying to break a dam.
Enishi ignored her and continued. "Either he does not exist, or he doesn't
give a damn about us anymore." He turned his head ever so slightly and
looked her in the eyes. "God," he said, "is nothing."
Sayo looked as if she were about to roll over and die at any moment. She
suddenly burst into prayer, begging forgiveness whilst Enishi did no more
than watch her with a silent viciousness that seemed natural to him.
"Don't you understand, Sayo? Nobody listens, nobody cares. Not anywhere on
this goddamn earth does anyone think about anything but themselves." He
paused to listen to the singing of the raindrops on the roof of her
apartment. "There are no angels, there is no heaven. There is no Satan,
there is no hell. Life is only what you make it, Sayo -it is absolute
nothingness unless you have a purpose."
She took a deep breath and pointed a pale finger towards the door. "Go,"
she whispered. "Now."
Enishi chucked the half-burnt cigarette onto the floor and stamped on it.
He gathered his shoes in one hand and walked towards the far end of the
room, where his vestments lay in a muddled heap. Enishi bowed and gathered
up his clothes from the floor. "I will, Sayo," he murmured, all too
knowing that he would never be able to forget the look on her face if he
saw it again. The sheet dropped to the floor as Enishi put on his
underwear and white shirt. He stooped to pick up his trousers and put them
on with cat-like agility, his several earrings glistening in the cold
He opened the door and took one last look at the woman that he had
actually fallen for. The woman he would give up, for her sake. "I'll see
you around." He smirked lopsidedly as he stepped into the hallway.
"No," she whispered. "You won't."
He grinned. "Sayo," he called.
She didn't look up. Enishi swept into the room again and gathered her up
in his arms with such strength and agility that she had no time to
protest. He pressed his forehead against the base of her neck and inhaled
"Sayo," he muttered, opening his mouth to nip her tender flesh. "Can't you
see what you're doing to me?"
"I am doing nothing, Enishi."
He smirked into her hair. "That's what you think"
She succumbed to the temptation and relaxed, her body unnaturally
comfortable against his own. He drew the sheet away from her and pushed
her down onto the bed. She raised her leg ever so slightly so that Enishi
slid effortlessly between her thighs. He raised an amused eyebrow.
"Ready to play games again, are we?"
She smiled, tracing a cold finger across his exposed neck. "Only with you"
"Well, Kitty," began Enishi, pretending to be completely dispassionate,
"you told me to leave"
She drew him closer to her. "I may have said that, but I never told you
not to come back"
He smirked and traced his tongue between her exposed breasts. "No, you
didn't, did you?"
She smiled. "So," she said, gasping a little when Enishi got hold of flesh
that was slightly more sensitive, "would you have missed me?"
"Never." He said. "I know you're always there for me, so you don't need to
Sayo snorted and pulled him up by his shirt collar. "That's nothing to say
to a woman. If you want results, then you have to woo her the right way"
Enishi looked her in the eye, eyebrow raised as it always was in it's
usual cocky fashion. "Dear," he murmured, taking hold of her lips between
his teeth, "I do not woo"
"That's a shame, because I think Kenshin does"
Enishi frowned. "You'd go crawling to the battousai just because he woos?"
She giggled. "Of course!"
"In that case," muttered Enishi, allowing his hands to trail lower that
they had a few minutes before, "consider yourself a one-night stand"
She laughed. "Done."
"Excellent," he grinned, taking full advantage of his strength and charm
to turn the event into a pleasant game of hide and seek.
And so the game continued well into the night, until neighbors with
threatening proclamations decided to take a stand.
Sayo fell back against the now flattened pillow, curled with cat-like
unctuousness in Enishi's arms. He reached out and tucked a tendril behind
"If God does exist," he said, "then you must be my salvation, and angel
sent to rescue me from the terror that is myself."
He smirked. "Not maybe, kitty, it is a fact."
She swatted him. "Whatever, I'm going to sleep now..."
"Sweet dreams, kitty."
He looked up. "Yes?"
"Yukishiro-sama, Makoto-san is on the phone. He says it's urgent."
Enishi waved a dismissive hand. "Very well, direct the call to my office."
The messenger nodded, bowed and then left. A few minutes later, the phone
"Yukishiro-san," murmured a deep, husky voice. "All is going as planned.
Kiyosato-san is at the docks at Kobe."
Enishi suppressed a smirk. "Very well. I will be there shortly, and
"Try not to let things get too out of hand? We can't afford to draw
attention to ourselves."
Enishi hung up and made his way out of the office, his white coat swaying
gently as he walked.
Kiyosato Akira wiped the sweat from his brow and made his way down the
wooden platform. The sea was much calmer than it had been for the past
few weeks, although the wind had failed to subside. He looked around
nervously, and then glanced at his watch.
They weren't due for another one hour. He sighed. He had come there to
escape the malicious man, but to no avail. It seemed like his power knew
no limits. He looked around desperately, hoping, praying for a miracle.
That was when he saw her. She was walking into one of the little
restaurants, followed closely by a group of people, most of them men, and
good-looking ones at that. She was by far the most ravishing thing he had
ever laid his eyes on, with her long, black hair that shone in the sun
like polished ebony, her deep, blue eyes that caught his attention even
through she was several meters away.
He looked left, and then right. He couldn't see either one of them. He
sighed in relief, and then made his way towards the little café.
She was sitting at the bar, sipping at a margarita stingily. One of her
admirers leant against the counter and looked pleadingly into her eyes.
"Come on, Kaoru. Once more? Please?"
She shook her head. "Nope." She pointed to the drink in her hand.
"Besides," she said, my throat hurts from earlier on."
The man walked dejectedly back into the crowd, taking a long drag on his
cigarette. She snorted. This was when Kiyosato Akira decided to make his
"Hey," he said. "Can I buy you a drink?"
She laughed. "Thanks, but no thanks. I'm quite tipsy already."
He looked around nervously again, and this time spotted a familiar figure
sitting behind the 'Daily News'. "Will you walk with me?" he blurted out,
quite unexpectedly. 'Good,' he thought. 'As long as I have a witness then
they can't do anything to me.'
She raised a questioning eyebrow. "Do you usually ask a girl out five
minutes into meeting her?"
He laughed awkwardly, stealing glances at the man in the corner of the
"Of course not," he smiled, "you are the exception."
She laughed and took his extended arm. "So," she began. "What's you're
"My name?" he asked. "Tetsuma. Yeah, that's it. Tetsuma Makimichi."
She smiled. "Well, I'm Kaoru. Kamiya Kaoru."
"Now," he said. "Where would you like to go?"
She grinned. "The funfair," she replied promptly. "The funfair and then I
need to see a man about a car downtown." She turned to face him. "You will
accompany me, won't you?"
He sighed and nodded his head. "Yes, of course I will."
Her smile grew wider. "Excellent." She stood up and stared at him
expectantly. "Well then, what are you waiting for? Let's go!"
Kaoru thoroughly enjoyed herself at the fair. She had forced her new
friend to ride a rather vicious-looking roller coaster and the teacup
ride, including the brightly lit merry-go-round. Twice.
"Well," she laughed. "That was fun, ne?"
The two walked along the wooden platform, the wind blowing through their
hair. Kaoru's dress billowed out from behind her, and the warm, noon-day
sun shone gently upon the both of them, casting a romantic light.
"It's so romantic here," she sighed. "I don't want to go home."
"You from the city then?"
She nodded. "Yeah, I'm studying architecture in Tokyo."
"Tokyo? Why I too-" he was cut off by the sudden appearance of a man, much
younger than he, wearing a white suit. Akira frowned. "Excuse me," he
snorted, his eyes flashing slightly.
The man turned round on his heel and stared expressionlessly back at him.
Akira's palms began to get sweaty. The man in the white suit smirked.
"Why, I've been looking for you for ages, Kiyosato-san. What a coincidence
that I ran into you here, of all places."
Akira responded a little to quickly. "What on earth? Who are you? I've
never seen you before in my life! And my name isn't Kiyosato, it's
The man in the white suit made an acknowledging expression. "Oh yes, I
forgot. That's your name. Tetsuma."
Kaoru, who was really quite lost, smiled at the newcomer and extended her
hand. "Hello," she said. "I'm Kaoru Kamiya." She turned to face Akira and
drew him back slightly. "Is he a friend of yours, Tetsuma-san?"
Akira shook his head vigorously. "Never seen him before in my life," he
said, a little too quickly.
"But he seems to know who you are!"
"Must've mistaken me for someone else."
They turned back to face the man in the white suit, who had by now lit
himself a cigarette and was puffing at it happily. He grinned at Akira's
"You have till three, Kiyosato," murmured the man.
"Whatever are you talking about?!"
The man smirked. He seemed to enjoy Akira's unease. "Three o' clock."
Then, with a half-bow in Kaoru's direction, the mysterious stranger in the
white suit melted into the crowd. Kaoru stared perplexedly after him.
"I wonder who he is..."
"No one important, I'm sure," breathed Akira heavily. "Shall we move away
from this area now?"
"Tetsuma-san, are you quite well?"
He nodded. "Very. Why?"
"You seem a little...jumpy."
"Jumpy?" laughed the man nervously. "Jumpy? M-me?"
She rolled her eyes. "He was rather cute, don't you think?"
"Oh, very...and dangerous," he muttered as an afterthought.
"And his hair was so...weird"
"Yes, yes," said Akira, looking around. "Very weird..."
"But he looks so young! How do you suppose his hair got like that?"
"Hn? Got like what, Kamiya-dono?"
"Dye. Now can we go?"
She laughed. "Alright, Tetsuma-kun, let's go."
Akira was twisting his hands nervously. Kaoru had suddenly declared that
she wanted to bathe in one of the little bathhouses along the way, so she
had left Akira standing, exceedingly exposed and vulnerable, on the
street. He looked at his watch.
He swallowed the lump in his throat unconsciously, and wiped his sweaty
palms on his pants.
Akira glanced at his watch and then longingly at the bathhouse. It was
rather hot for his liking. He noticed a man selling chilled fruit juice on
the other side of the road. He called him over, and bought a drink.
Akira sipped at the liquid thankfully. Then, he stopped. His face
convulsed for a few moments, and he spat the remainder of the juice out.
He grabbed his throat, and fell on his knees. The street was completely
A gunshot resounded through the silence. Akira twitched for a few moments
before finally laying still. Kaoru walked out five minutes later, and
Finally, the first chapter.
I wasn't quite sure what to write in the first chapter. This was originally
going to be a one-shot between Enishi and Sayo, but I changed my mind. For
the best? I dunno, you tell me. So REVIEW ME!!
A MILLION APOLOGIES!!
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