Everything Purple

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Rurouni Kenshin or any of the characters associated with the great manga/anime. Wish I did, though ...

Chapter 10: Purple Rain

For the next few days, every time that Battousai needed to run an "errand" (as she liked to call his assassinations) or he had to talk with Katsura, she would practice the four songs that she had selected to sing for the dinner that was now only a few hours away. And, as Kaoru had noticed shortly after Battousai had given her the beautiful kimono, he seemed to be away from her more often than ever before. In fact, she thought with melancholy, sometimes it appeared as though he was trying his utmost to distance himself from her.

With that thought, Kaoru's mood darkened slightly. Had she done something to offend him? For the past few days she had tried so hard to be compatible and did most of what he asked of her. Compared to how she acted when the two of them first met, she was almost completely submissive. Then again, what she considered submissive was still defiant to some men—Battousai included.

Abandoning such depressing thoughts, she launched herself into another song, trying to stray her mind from any sadness and focus on the infectious beat of the song. A minute into her song, she realized she had forgotten to tell Katsura the names of her songs and to check with him to make sure that they were all appropriate for the dinner. But, since the dinner was only a few hours away, she figured there couldn't be much change.

But, after finishing on a lingering and melodious A, Kaoru conceived it would be best just to make sure and so she quickly rushed out of the room and ran off to find Katsura.

It didn't take Kaoru very long to find the Battousai's boss, for she crashed into him as she dashed around a corner, sending her tumbling and causing Katsura to stumble slightly.

"Eep!" she exclaimed as fell backwards onto the ground. After dusting herself off, she stood back up and walked up to Katsura. "Oh, I apologize, Kogoro-san, for my clumsiness. Please forgive me."

Katsura only smiled, waving away her apology with a swish of his hand. "Don't worry about it. But, you appear to be in a hurry. Might I ask what is wrong?"

"Of course, Kogoro-san," she said with a smile of her own. "I was looking for you to make sure my song selections met your approval."

The smile on Katsura's face fell as Kaoru gave him her explanation. "You mean, no one told me?"

Kaoru's own smile faltered at Katsura's words. "Told me ... what?"

"That the dinner has been cancelled," he replied, guiltily.

"Oh," she uttered, a hand coming up to her mouth. "Oh..."

"Yes, my dear. I'm sorry, someone should've told you sooner," he sincerely apologized.

"No, no; please don't worry about it," she assured him. "But, if I may be so bold as to ask why it has been cancelled?"

Katsura was at first reluctant to enlighten her on this fact, but he soon gave in to her curious gaze. "Shinpachi and his second troop Shinsengumi are planning to attack the home of the foreign diplomat, Roches. Normally we wouldn't care about just one man, but when we actually get leads of a Shinsengumi attack, well ... we take that as an opportune moment to attack."

"I see," Kaoru managed to say once Katsura finished. "And is ... Battousai going to go?"

Katsura sent Kaoru a suspicious look. "Of course he is; all of our assassins are going. Why wouldn't he?"

Seeing Katsura's suspicions, she quickly answered, "Oh, no reason at all! I was daft to even think that he wouldn't go."

"Himura and the others have already left a few minutes ago, so I'll be joining them after I can find my stupid sword," Katsura mumbled as he slid by Kaoru and started to search for the mentioned weapon.

"Right, well, okay ... I guess I'll just go back ... upstairs," Kaoru mentioned to no one in particular as she walked back to whence she had rushed.

Sighing as she flopped into an empty chair, Kaoru cursed Battousai for not feeling the need to aware her of the mission. She had already changed into the gorgeous purple kimono and had been ready to sing at the dinner (she wanted the few hours beforehand to focus solely on warming up), and didn't have the heart to change out of it and back into her normal clothes.

It was such a shame, really. She had so much wanted to impress the Battousai with what she considered her newfound elegant beauty, but he was gone and it was safe to say that he wouldn't be back until late at night, when she would be in bed and out of the kimono.

That thought then made her begin to contemplate her feelings for the infamous manslayer, Why would she want him to see her at her most beautiful? Unless of course she was trying to vie for his attention and ... No, no. That couldn't be it. Why would she want the notorious Hitokiri Battousai in the way she was thinking?

However, unlike the Battousai, Kaoru was more open to new ideas and innovations and so she didn't fully put away the thought of being in love with the assassin. Suddenly, Kaoru felt the need to talk to Battousai and to see if perhaps the feelings she believed she was feeling were absolutely true, but of course he wasn't here.

Abruptly standing up, Kaoru suddenly thought of an idea. If the Battousai wouldn't come to her, then she would just have to go to him!

When Kaoru finally found the house of the Roches guy a few hours later, she began to have second thoughts. People were going to be killed tonight and she wanted to talk to the Battousai in the midst of all the blood spraying? When it was possible that bloodlust could easily have taken over his control so much that he wouldn't stop even if he saw a defenseless woman such as herself?

'No! I must do this,' Kaoru thought to herself emphatically. 'He wouldn't kill me. I'm insane to think such an atrocious thing.'

While it was true that she had found the diplomat's house, she wasn't near it. It was a few blocks away, and she could only see it.

It wasn't until exactly a block away that she started to hear the pain filled screams of the murdered. The horrendous yelling and screaming brought Kaoru to reconsidering a second time, but she cast away her qualms and trudged onwards. "I must do this, I must do this, I must do this," she repeated out loud over and over again, the words forming into a continuous mantra.

Then, when she tripped over something in her path and saw the eyes of a decapitated head gazing at her with glazed, lifeless eyes, she abandoned all thoughts and started to run forward. "Must not do this, must not do this," she shrieked as she literally dove into an alleyway to hide from a man in blue robes. Okay, well they weren't exactly robes, but ... whatever. She deduced that he was a member of the Shinsengumi—and therefore an enemy.

When the blue-robed man started backing into the alley, fighting another man, she backed herself up a little father into the alley as well. A few more Shinsengumi ran to the man's aid and soon the unknown enemy fighter was fighting all five of the men in blue.

In a feat of unbelievable speed, the man became an invisible blur and, in seconds, killed all five men. When the blur came to a halt when all the men had died, Kaoru's eyes widened in shock at the identity of the killer—the Battousai!

"Battousai!" she whispered, decidedly softer than the yell she had intended.

The amber-gold gaze of the assassin turned to Kaoru and he took up a fighting stance, relaxing only after his eyes had registered that the intruder was no threat.

A wet feeling entered Kaoru's mind and she felt moisture falling upon her skin. Glancing up, she gasped as she saw that it wasn't raining. No, it was raining, but it wasn't raining water ... it was raining blood. "B-blood!" she stuttered in shocked amazement. "It's raining ... blood!"

As she diverted her eyes from above her to Battousai, she noticed that his eyes lightened minutely and his gaze fell ever so infinitesimally towards the ground. It was as if he was ... ashamed?

A minute later, Kaoru knew for certain that her words, but mostly the fact that she had seen him kill so many men at once so ruthlessly (this was so far worse upon her eyes—but not her emotions—then when he had killed Hajami) did not please the Battousai.

Feeling as if it were a duty to comfort the manslayer, she stepped closer to him and lifted his chin gently with her right hand. "Batto–" she began, but then she corrected herself. "No, Kenshin, please look at me."

Kaoru couldn't help but keep in mind that when she had called him by his real name, his muscles had tightened against her touch. However, after a long sigh of what Kaoru could only consider longing, he looked up into her eyes.

"What color do you see?" she asked him, quietly.

"Red," he said. "The blood," he added, as if to explain why he thought red was what he saw.

"No, not red," she told him, her gaze boring into his amber eyes as she repeated her question. "What color?"

He remained silent for a few minutes, his eyes studying her own, memorizing the shade of her purple contacts, but finally said, "Purple."

"Yes, purple." Lifting his head to the sky with her hand, Kaoru made sure he was looking into the blood rain. "Now what color?" she inquired, hoping that her ploy had succeeded and he wouldn't say red.

"Red," he said, but then corrected himself as he blinked quickly at me. "No, purple."

"Yes, that's right," she murmured as she brought his head back down to eye-level. "Purple rain—not red."

"Sing for me," Battousai ordered rather randomly, the request ironically reminding her of her favorite musical, Phantom of the Opera.

His brusque command brought Kaoru out of the odd daze she was in; he sure had changed temperament quickly and swiftly. From meek and hurt, to cold and demanding.

"W-what?"she exclaimed, confused at his curt order.

"Sing, Kaoru. I was wanting to hear your voice tonight, but then ... duty calls."

Kaoru's eyes widened at first by him calling her by her first name, and then again at his admittance of wanting to hear her voice. There was no way that she could deny him a simple song, and besides, she knew just the perfect song to sing.

"Okay, Kenshin, I'll sing ... for you."

Unlike the first time when she had called him by his real name, he actually managed to ... smile this time? No, it couldn't have been a smile—he doesn't smile. It had to have been a smirk. Yes, that was it: a smirk. Humming the first note of the song to ensure that she would stay in tune, Kaoru began a Prince song.

I never meant to cause you any sorrow
I never meant to cause you any pain
I only wanted to one time see you laughing
I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain

Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain

I only wanted to see you bathing in the purple rain
I never wanted to be your weekend lover
I only wanted to be some kind of friend
Baby I could never steal you from another
It's such a shame our friendship had to end

Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain

I only wanted to see you underneath the purple rain
Honey I know, I know, I know times are changing
It's time we all reach out for something new

That means you too
You say you want a leader
But you can't seem to make up your mind
I think you better close it

And let me guide you to the purple rain

Purple rain purple rain
Purple rain purple rain

If you know what I'm singing about up here
C'mon raise your hand

Purple rain purple rain

I only want to see you, only want to see you

In the purple rain

When Kaoru's last note faded out, a sound filled her ears—Kenshin's laughter. Why the heck was he laughing? What was so darn funny about that song? She was trying to be romantic here, for Christ's sake!

Apparently she had voiced her thoughts out loud, because Kenshin decided to answer her questions. "You wanted me to laugh."

"I did?" she said, not understanding when she had requested such a silly thing.

"Yes, you sang, 'I only wanted to one time see you laughing. I only wanted to see you laughing in the purple rain.'"

"Oh, yes, you're right," she admitted, beginning to like his laughter—the deep and rich tones that left her knees shaking ever so slightly. Plus, the way that his heated amber eyes gazed at her in such a sensual way that made her think incongruous thoughts only added to her growing attraction towards him. Not being able to refrain herself, she sang, "I'm all shook up!"

"You're shook up? What do you–" the manslayer started to ask.

"Sorry! An Elvis song came into mind when I was thinking of ... yeah," Kaoru explained, a faint blush creeping up on her cheeks.

"Oh, and do you mind singing this song for me?" An all too-knowing smile appeared on Kenshin's lips.

"Well, I suppose ..." she reluctantly said as she once again broke into song.

Well bless my soul
What's wrong with me?
I'm itching like a woman on a fuzzy tree
My friends say I'm actin' wild as a bug
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

Well my hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank when you have such luck?
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

Please don't ask me what's on my mind
I'm a little mixed up, but I'm feelin' fine
When I'm near that boy that I love best
My heart beats so it scares me to death!

He touched my hand what a chill I got
His lips are like a volcano that's hot
I'm proud to say he's my buttercup
I'm in love
I'm all shook up
Mm mm oh, oh, yeah, yeah!

My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
My insides shake like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this body of mine
That's to have the boy that I love so fine!

Kaoru never would have known what happened next, it was so unexpected.

Kenshin had closed the distance between the two of them, placed his arms around her waist, and pulled her into him, inhaling the jasmine scent of her silk, smooth hair. Moving one hand up higher and onto the small of her back, his lips slowly came down and before Kaoru knew what was happening, the cold-hearted assassin was kissing her.

Nothing in all her years of life could have prepared her for Kenshin Himura. His kiss sent an explosive thrill crashing through her body and her heart raced with guilty pleasure. This, heaven help her, was exactly what she had dreamed her first kiss would be like.

He urged her lips apart, hungrily plundering her mouth; she gave eagerly. He tasted of sake and smoke and male, the thin and soaked gi doing little to separate his skin from pressing against her like sun-warmed steel. She moaned softly against his lips and wrapped her hands around his neck, drinking him in more deeply. She kissed him in sheer abandon, knowing that she might not ever get this chance again.

Kaoru eagerly slipped her hands inside his gi and caressed his velveteen skin, marveling over the breadth of shoulders and the sculpted iron of his arms while his hands moved to gather her hair, gently dragging her hair back. His hot, wanton mouth left hers and moved down her neck. His hands, so clever and sure from experience, found the obi securing Kaoru's kimono together, waiting for any protest from Kaoru before he continued and unfastened the obi, the silk fabric falling away and spreading her kimono to allow him a generous view of Kaoru's creamy smooth skin.

Kenshin broke their passionate kiss to step back and admire Kaoru's whole body, a groan of male satisfaction escaping his throat as he drank in her womanly curves. His lust-filled eyes trailed up to her face as he whispered, huskily, "Now you can say that my lips are like a volcano ... and speak from experience."

Kaoru could only let out a small moan of protest of being left alone. Walking over to Kenshin, she held out her hands, silently begging for him to embody her with his embrace once more. Automatically, he did as she asked and she cradled her head in the crook of his neck.

Kenshin's hot breath hit Kaoru's cheek caressingly, and she sighed in pleasure, content to be in Kenshin's arms—content just to be with Kenshin.

"Do you really love this boy so fine?" he sensually breathed into her ear, playing with a strand of her raven hair.

Kaoru couldn't place the exact moment in time when she had fallen in love with him, but she knew that was precisely what had happened. And because of that realization, she didn't hesitate to reply, "Yes, I do." Turning her head so that she gazed directly into Kenshin's amber orbs, a smile tugged on her lips. "So, may I have that cure for this body of mine?"

"Yes," he answered, his head bending towards her. "You may have me."

And, as the purple rain continued to drizzle among the incipient lovers, the former heartless manslayer captured the young time traveler's lips in a second kiss, promising and ensuring her future—their future ... together.

- Fin -

Author's Notes: Well, there's the long-awaited finale of Everything Purple. Kind of short for an ending, I know, but I tried my best to lengthen it out. I'm really worried that this ending was kind of abrupt and that the two 'fell in love' way too quickly. Does it seem that way to you guys, as well? If you do review, please tell me if you think their feelings changed too abruptly, because I would really like to know!

I revised all nine chapters before this one to make the fact that Kaoru has contacts (that's what makes her eyes purple) much more obvious. I reread this story and realized that it wasn't even intuitively obvious, so I felt it best to add a sentence or two. I also corrected a few spelling mistakes and a lot of grammar (I've learned mucho grammar since August of last year).

I also apologize for the Elvis in this chapter. Even though I'm only fifteen, I really do love him and his songs, and when I wrote that Kaoru was thinking those kind of thoughts, I had her say I'm all shook up, and I was like, 'Hey! That's an Elvis song; I just have to use it!' So, I did! -giggles- So, yes, I apologize for that.

As for the Prince song, I absolutely love that song. I love it so much that I accidently burnt it on a CD twice (and on the same exact CD). Guess I wanted to be sure that I had the song. Hehe! Besides, I just thought it would be perfect for this scene. Forget Tomoe and her 'it's raining blood' and then just leaving it at that, without trying to comfort the Battousai (Oh, and I have nothing against Tomoe for all those Tomoe-lovers out there).

Anywho, I really hope that this ending satisfied you guys and pacified your desire for more of the story. Please, please do review. The first chapter and the last are always (at least in my opinion) the chapters where reviews matter the most. Reviews matter all the time, but this is when I really, really love to get reviews!

Thanks for sticking with me while I've been on hiatus and all that annoying stuff and reading every chapter, even with the horrible grammar mistakes. It really means a lot to me, so thanks to all you loyal and wonderful reviewers and readers.

Thanks especially to my most loyal and prolific reviewers. Here are how many chapters you reviewed:

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I am extremely grateful for these amazing ten reviewers. Every time I posted a new chapter and saw your reviews, I immediately recognized your usernames and was so ecstatic to see you guys and gals reviewing yet again! Its because of reviewers like you that made writing this story such a blast (now doesn't that sound cheesy). So, once again, THANKS SO MUCH, you all! –huggles–

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