Author's Notes: Kaoru and author's point of view. It will switching back and forth so dont' get confused

It's RK meet Twilight. Since they are so similar I decided to combine these two plus add a little twists of my own so it should still be a little different and have some mysteries about it.

Comments are graciously accepted,even critisisms are okay as long as they're constructive and not insulting. Some ideas and suggestions would be nice I might incorporate them. Anyways I hope you enjoy this.

Hoep you like it.. Please R&R

P.S. I had 2 delete this story than do it over again cause I messed up in something.

Prologue:

My mind is racing, pacing, and panicking

Yet my body is paralyzed, void of any movements

I want to run

But my feet don’t respond

Even through the foggy haze and the blood that clouds my vision,

I can effortlessly see three, distinguishable things:

The brilliant sheen of the deadly weapon’s blade

The fiery red hair of the demon that approaches me and…

The savage, glittering golden orbs that burn imaginary holes deep inside my psyche

IT is beautiful as IT is terrifying

However IT is not what I fear, nor is it the certain death that awaits me

It’s the sickening, nauseating, fluid red substance that tints my lips, clings to my eyelashes and assaults my nostrils

The metallic smell and taste, the rich and velvety feeling of it sends me on the verge of insanity.

Blood.

As my field of vision becomes hazier, and my eyes narrow further into fine slits, one last thought crosses my mind:

“I love you….”

Liquid golden orbs are the last thing I see before I allow myself to fall and drift to where another world is sure to await me.

Chapter 1: Little Black Dress

Kamiya Kaoru stood before a full-length mirror wearing a black, tightly snug, above-the-knee tube dress that her friend had given her as a “birthday present.” The dress perfectly molded her gently sculpted body, nicely attenuating every smooth curve her body had to offer. The contrast of the stretchy black material against her creamy white skin fortunately suited her favorably, since much of that skin was in exposure. The girl however, looked at her reflection in great distaste.

I look like a hoe.

A soft knock at the door followed her last thought.

“Kaoru-chan are you done yet? The rooster head just called and said he’ll be here in ten minutes.”

Kaoru sighed

“Yes Megumi-san. You can come in if you like.”

She watched as the door knob rotated left, and watched as the older woman- dressed in a scandalous red, low cut halter top, a mini jean skirt, and silver platform shoes- came into view. Before she fully entered the room , the woman stopped, taking a step back while her eyes widened in disbelief.

“Kaoru-chan, you look like a woman!”

“What the hell is that supposed to mean, that I looked like a man before?”

“Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho-ho,” came the recognizable, peculiar laugh of hers, “No, it means that you look like a woman and not a pubescent little girl.”

Kaoru rolled her eyes, turning back to further examine herself in the mirror, and while doing so, the image of the other woman appeared at her side. If Kaoru had felt insecure beforehand, than her security deeply plummeted when she saw the flawless figure of the other, more mature woman beside her. She would have definitely have filled the dress better than she herself did, or so the girl thought. Her voluptuous curves outweighed those of the 18-year-old, who had softer but finely shaped arcs of her own.

Her boobs would fill this dress better, Kaoru thought while adjusting the top of her dress on her bosom, And she has a lot more ass than me.

Megumi noticed the girl’s reaction when her eyes had compared her smaller body to her own more mature figure.

“Kaoru-chan,” the older woman began, “Don’t let the way other’s look get too you. You may not fully have realized it yet, since you hide in all those unflattering clothes but,” she paused, her hand on her friend’s shoulders, “you are very beautiful-inside and out.”

“Megumi-san.” Kaoru was touched. It was rare for her usually foxy friend to direct her in such a soft-spoken manner.

It’s probably just because it’s my birthday

“And I’m not just saying this because it’s your birthday.”

Or not.

“Thank you Megumi-san.” She said appreciatively.

“Now,” Megumi said while tugging a thick strand of her dark hair behind her ear, “We need to do something about your make-up.”

“Make-up?” I pitch of horror behind her voice

Megumi’s cheery stained lips widened into a sinister smirk. Kaoru gulped.

Thankfully, a coat of mascara, a kind touch of rouge, and some soft strawberry flavored, pink-tinted lip-gloss was all that was needed to bring out the girl’s finely made features. The mascara especially did her good; it brought out the stunning azure of her eyes. Megumi had even convinced her to wear her hair down, instead of her usual, blah trademark ponytail. Indeed she looked like a woman. A very attractive woman no less.

The two dolled up ladies were ready to go out into the open, where they were guaranteed to turn plenty of curious and delighted heads. All that was left was for a certain someone to arrive so they could leave.

“Where the hell is that stupid rooster head? He said he’d be her in 10 but it’s been almost 20.” As if that person had been telepathically called upon, a loud pounding erupted from the other side of the door.

Megumi rolled her chocolate eyes. “Speaking of the devil.”

Tugging at both end of her dress, making sure no unwanted cheeks or cleavage were revealing, she heaved a deep sigh and strode over to open the door for the person awaiting on the other side.

“Sorry I’m late I just…” the tall, athletically built man choked on the last few words he wasn’t able to produce, and instead gaped at the young lady, completely at a loss for words. His soft brown eyes were widened, coupled with astonishment and ….. Admiration?

Flushed and embarrassed, the young man shook his head and wove his finger through his spiky brown hair, his eyes averting sideways down to the floor. Kaoru hadn’t moved since she had seen his reaction, she merely blinked disbelievingly.

Is he blushing? The thought of it also brought up a rosy flush onto her normally pale face.

Sanosuke regained his composure and looked up, the unusual expression of bashfulness melting to be replaced by the familiar cocky smirk.

“Well, well,” he mused, “I never thought I’d see out little takuni dressed in that.” A long, rough finger pointed at the material that clung to Kaoru’s body.

“it was Megumi-san’s idea.”

“I see you’re wearing make-up too. You’ve become an adult.”

“So dressy in skimpy outfits and wearing make-up makes you an adult?”

“No, actually it just makes you look older. Besides,” he continued, “No matter how old you get or look you’ll always be a brat.” He playfully ruffled through her thick, onyx hair as he uttered the last word.

Megumi, who had been witnessing the whole little scenario with an amused look on her face, remained sitting with her legs crossed, on the sofa.

The rooster and the Takuni

Sanosuke looked beyond Kaoru’s head (he was at least a foot taller than her) to notice the other attractive female sitting on Kaouru’s couch.

“Fox.” A nod

“Rooster-head.” A nod back.

The three of them left the small apartment on the 3rd floor of a tall brick building, and headed in Sanosuke’s 1998 Honda Accord (won in a gamble) to Tokyo’s most infamous and ever most popular “hot spot,” the Chouchou (butterfly)nightclub.

Thought I forgot he disclaimer huh?

Rurouni Kenshin and its characters Kenshin, Kaoru, Sanosuke, and Megumi as well as few other characters from the series that will be appearing are all owned by the veru talented mangaka, Nobuhiro Watsuki.