|I Hate Him
Author: King Sirahk PM
I hate him, I always have, always will. So quit the tricks, and give up. Himura and I will not, cannot like each other.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Humor - Kenshin & Kaoru - Chapters: 5 - Words: 6,454 - Reviews: 41 - Favs: 13 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 01-09-10 - Published: 04-01-08 - id: 4170535
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Summary: I hate him, I always have, always will. So quit the tricks, and give up. Himura and I will not, cannot like each other.
I decided to re-upload 'I Hate Him.' finally after along time. BUT! I have a good excuse! I had no interent for almost 7 months maybe even longer so...yeah!
But its up now so no more complaining.
Disclaimer: I do own Rurouni Kenshin.
Just not the complete and actual properties of it.
I hate him, I always have, always will. There's nothing, absolutly nothing, that can be done about that, you can't change what's already been decided. No matter how much our parents have tried, they couldn't get us together. No matter how many play dates our mothers set up for us, nothing could be helped.
We just don't like one another. So why pull this stupid act and try? The saying 'If at first you don't succeed, try again.' won't work with us.
It's just ridiculous to think that over time we can like each other. If we didn't then, we won't now. Why is so hard to understand that? Nothing no matter what you do, you can't change his or my mind. Never.
So quit the tricks, and give up. Himura and I will not, cannot like each other.
'Himura?' That was the thought I had when I spaced off into my world. Why was I thinking about the boy that I loathed with a passion? 'Nevermind, I need to get back to studying anyway.'
My name is Kamiya Kaoru; I'm 16, a second year in high school. I am studying for my history exam coming up. Which sucks because I'm not good in history, none what's so ever.
I sighed and notice my best friend Misao is completely unconscious with a little drool slipping from her mouth on to her textbook. Libraries make her sleepy.
I rolled my eyes and pushed Misao awake. She slipped but caught her self before she fell completely out of her chair.
"Fire!" she cried sleepily.
"Shhh," I whispered harshly, "or you're gonna get us kicked out, and I need to study."
She looked dumbfounded and searched the library as if she wasn't sure she was a wake or still dreaming.
"Where am I?"
"The London Tower."
"Really?" She sounded shocked but I could hear the sarcasm in her voice. "I thought it was a prison not a library."
"It's the latest addition." I smirked as she nodded.
Misao sighed and leaned backed, "Is it not three yet?"
"No or I wouldn't be in Yamagumi's class in next ten minutes." I closed my book and looked over to the exit where the clock sat hanging above the door. The there were no lights over at the exit because some idiot decided to blow them out. The school staff still has yet to fix them. I squinted my eyes and tried to see what time it was, no luck.
"Hey Misao?" I was going to ask her if she knew what time it was, but she decided to go back to Dreamland.
Pushing her again would only make her go back to sleep, I need something to wake her up and keep her awake.
No not a horn…that would cause us to get kicked out. And plus to noisy even for me.
Ice won't do...she'll shriek too much and won't stop complaining about for weeks to come.
Oh, yeah that…
"Hey Aoshi, could you come here for a second." I whispered to a boy on the table to my left. Misao immediately sat up and looked over as Aoshi, the obedient silent boy that he is, walked over. I opened my book, just to find the first definition that came to view.
"Hey, do you know what this word's definition is, I can't seem to find it…" I asked him pointing to the word 'enslavement' which was highlighted and the definition in italic print before my eyes.
He looked at me with a slight eyebrow arch, but never the less pointed to the word and definition.
"Oh. Oh my geeze, are you serious?" I looked back up at him in a fake disbelief, "You're serious. It's right there." I saw in the corner of my eye Misao listening to every word I'm saying, making sure I wasn't flirting with 'her' man or any of such.
"Oymigeeze. I'm so sorry to waste your time; I think I've been studying too much. But thanks Aoshi, thank you so very much." I told him as he nodded and walked off. I watched he's eyes land over on Misao, she stared back hoping for a 'hello' or any kind of acknowledgement.
All he did was stare and looked away quickly when he caught him self.
"Oymigod! He noticed me!" Misao squealed.
"Yup." I sighed, now somewhat regretting the decision I made to get her up. I won't stop hearing about Aoshi for hours maybe days if we see him again.
But I could see why Misao likes Aoshi; he's not bad to look at, none what's so ever. He's just…quiet.
I like to have conversion a bit more then an eye staring contest you know?
I jumped, actually we all jumped. Due to quietness of the library, any loud sound echoes making them louder then they need to be.
"We need Kamiya Kaoru to come to the principle's office…please" a voice that sounds like they've been smoker since they were three called. She also sounded like she was bored out of her mind.
"She sounded so happy to say that." Misao whispered to me.
"Oh you know it," giving Misao a fake smile and a cheesy thumbs up, "get my stuff, just incase." I called as I walked off.
"Sure I don't mind, don't bother saying please or thank you. It won't hurt my feeling or pride to carry extra books all the way on the other side of school or anything!" I heard her say before a shushing came from the librarian.
I laugh a little and headed towards the office.
I wonder what they need; I mean I'm good at organizing and everything, but really? Do I have to be the one that organizes their drawers every year?
I walked in the office to see Tae-san's smiling face. She's one of the best office ladies ever, I love talking to her. She'll let you go to the teacher's lounge and get something to drink if you have to work for the office today.
And if I'm lucky I can miss Yamagumi's class and take the test tomorrow or something like that.
Maybe organizing isn't that bad. Just a pain.
"Oh Kaoru," Tae-san called, "The principle wanted me to tell you. You'll be showing a new student around for the rest of the week."
I smiled, but a little disappointed, I guess I have to go Yamagumi's class.
"Oh, no organizing the drawers this time?" I asked with amusement.
"Hah," Tae smiled, "not this time."
A sweatdrop appeared over my head.
"Hah, but that's cool," I said, "So who's the new kid?"
"I'm not quite sure; you'll have to ask the principle yourself. He's waiting for you in his office."
I reached to the principle's office and knocked. Hearing a 'Come in' I opened the door.
"You needed to see me?"
"Kaoru, is that really you?"
I looked over to see a woman, to whom I haven't seen since I was 10 years old, coming over to hug me. I stood there stunned, but in my mind I kept saying, "He's not here, he's not here, he can't be here…"
"Kaoru, do you remember me at all?"
She laughed and pulled me into another hug, this time tighter as if trying to make me remember her.
"Shinta, come on out and see your old friend."
"No! He is here!"
"It's Kenshin, Kenshin woman!" came a voice out behind a closet. The closet door opened to reveal Himura Kenshin, the beautiful ass that he is.