Epilogue

It’s been six months since what happened in Tokyo with Soujirou and me. When I think about it, it was stupid of me to refuse him in the first place. He was wrong…and I was right. He wants to get married, but I want to wait. Maybe that’s just my teenage side talking…maybe I should let him make the important decisions…well…at least matters of the heart.

“Are you still writing that?” Soujirou snatched a paper from Kaoru’s hands, laughing.

“Hey…you said we were writing the book together.” She blushed a little, reaching over Soujirou's head to get her paper back. The pen she was holding slipped from her fingers as the two tumbled backward into the grass in the park.

“Yeah, but your last page wasn’t so great. I want to describe all the silly frills and tassels on that bridesmaid dress.” Soujirou chuckled, stroking the hair from Kaoru’s eyes as she lay on top of him, smiling widely.

“Hey, you two…this is a park, not a motel room…!” Misao’s voice drifted to fall on deaf ears. The smaller woman laughed, turning to her husband, Aoshi. Kaoru picked up her paper again and began writing, scribbling against Soujirou's chest.

What can I say? Life has been beautiful so far, and every night with Soujirou…”eventful.” We’ve learned to embrace each others flaw. I guess they’re mostly mine. Let’s just say…we’ve been eating out every night. On a lighter note, Misao and Aoshi got married a week ago in Tokyo. They’re here to visit us and “see how we’re doing.” That’s the age old excuse for both of them to ask how the sex is. I heard the day after we got to Kyoto, that Tomoe and Kenshin didn’t get married. Well, that totally pissed me off. I nearly ran down the streets of Tokyo in bra and underwear just to make everything right. They decided it’d be too awkward to get married in the same day, with the same ring.

“Hey, remind me never to be nice to anyone again.” Kaoru mumbled against Soujirou's neck before picking up the pen again and continuing.

They’re due to be married in July. That’s three months from now. Nevertheless…back to me. I can’t imagine what life would be like married to Kenshin. I couldn’t pursue my career, and I’d be stuck at home with seventeen million babies! Babies… Soujirou and I have talked about it, but it always comes back to me saying no. But, I’m changing my mind. I guess it is kind of slutty for me to want to have sex with him, but not have a baby. (A/N: that’s purely my opinion put into it. I think it’s kind of wrong to have sex all the time if you’re married and not want a baby. But, they’re not married...and having sex. Yeah, I’m against that too.)

At any rate, it was Soujirou's idea to write the book Five Days. I thought it was kind of personal and the more I read about what he wrote, the worse I felt about what I had done to him. However, we both thought it was important to come to terms in our relationship. It sounds like psycho babble, but…it worked. I can write decently, and the story is from both our perspectives. We’re up to 245 pages! I use the writing as sort of a diary as well…a public diary. I can’t wait for it to be published…though I imagine there’s going to be a lot of hate mail!

“Hey! Quit it!” Kaoru giggled as Soujirou pushed her backwards, sending them both tumbling over a small hill. Misao laughed from her spot by a sakura tree. Aoshi let a small smile pass his lips as he watched. Kaoru pushed Soujirou's face away as he tried to kiss her, and went back to wring.

Misao is expecting a child…she’s only about two weeks into pregnancy, but she’s happy about it. I only assume she won’t be when she’s bedridden. I take pictures for the book and I make enough money...I guess. I’m just glad Soujirou sells a lot of novels. Truthfully, we couldn’t live off what I make. Taking pictures have and always will be my life. I love to capture ever moment in life…with a camera.

“Hey stop! That’s not my good side!” Soujirou put a hand out as Kaoru snapped a random picture.

“You don’t have a good side!”

I consider every moment to be special, so every moment from when I wake, to when I go back to sleep is captured, with Soujirou or without. Every day is fun with him…every second.

“Come on! Let me take a picture with you! You’re photogenic! You know it!” Kaoru abandoned the paper and pen, chasing after Soujirou with the camera. Misao got up and joined the chase, Aoshi watching wistfully.

“I’ll hold the camera!” Misao grabbed it from around Kaoru’s neck and got ready as Kaoru lunged for Soujirou, bringing them both down on their knees in the grass. Their hair and faces were dirty now, a dandelion sticking out from behind Kaoru’s ear. Misao readied the camera and pointed it at the two.

“Ichi… ni…—

“—wait I’m not—

Soujirou was cut off by the dazzling flash. The picture came up quickly on the digital camera. Kaoru hugged Soujirou around the neck, smiling widely as he looked down bashfully, his cheeks red.

It’s amazing when you think about it…how two people separated for five years…got together in five days…but…I don’t like to think about it. That was the past…and I’m glad for now.

“Cheese!”

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A/n: There you have it, the end!