From: "Erin Ellis" C&C appreciated... Episodes online at http://www.unc.edu/~ellis/fanfics/lgs.html --erin *** Let's Get Serious a Rurouni Kenshin story by Erin Ellis Part Two: Everybody's Crazy 'Bout A Pink Dressed Man "Kenshin," Kaoru breathed, too shocked to project any farther. Her voice was low, too soft to be heard by the pair in the washtub. She could find no other words to address the situation. A woman with long, loose mahogany hair sat astride Kenshin. She paid no heed to the fact that her kimono was getting wet and soapy (it had to have burst open or something for her to be sitting on him like *that*. Actually, the falling-on-him-in-the-tub thing was a pretty good idea, Kaoru noted, she'd have to try it sometime). The reason the woman didn't mind her kimono was simple-- she was busy kissing Kenshin full on the mouth. "Damn!" Yahiko said, walking up behind Kaoru. "Feeling jealous, huh? Guess a hag like you could never pull anything like that off." Kaoru didn't agree, or rather, she wouldn't (verbally) if she had heard him. She hadn't, as she was busy wondering if they were ever going to break that kiss, and why Kenshin had never kissed *her* like that. Eventually the kiss finished, the stange woman slowly pulling away, Kenshin's lips still in a surprised 'o'. His eyes were wide and dialated, and certainly surprised, if not scared. "Himura-sama," the woman drawled seductively. "I've missed you." Yahiko facefaulted. Kaoru's voice, which had left her mouth to open and close alone a few times, chose this moment to return. "KENSHIN~!!!" The couple turned, she casually, he startled, a distressed look in his eye. "Oro?" Oro? 'That little...' Kaoru scowled, balling her fists, the veins in her neck becoming prominent. 'I catch him doing who knows what with who knows who, and all he can say is 'oro'?' Clenching her bokutou in her left hand, she walked up to the pair in the washbucket, fully intending to pound Kenshin, then do... something about that woman. Said woman gave a calm, cool gaze. "Ohayou gozaimasu," she commented. "Are you Himura-sama's younger sister?" ... Must.. control... bokken of death... "Iie, I'm Kamiya Kaoru, adjutant master of this dojo." She tried a polite smile, realized it wasn't very polite, but continued anyway. "A dojo... how quaint," the woman smiled. "Himemiya Moemi. Pleased, I'm sure." Somehow, Moemi was able to daintily rise from her perch in the washtub to a position in front of Kaoru. She wore a beautiful kimono, burgundy with forest green and gold flowers winding up the seams. It was very elegant, especially for someone wet to the knees. Shaking her head, her hair shone full in the morning sunlight. Large, almond-shaped brown eyes peered from hooded lids. Her lips were red and full; pouty, one might say. Kaoru immediately felt self conscious of her quick ponytail and worn, off-white training gi. It was a bit discolored-- despite all her-- okay, Kenshin's-- hard scrubbing, some stains just wouldn't come out! Add to that the fact that she had neglected to bind her breasts that morning (for Kenshin's benefit) and Kaoru was feeling rather unpresentable at present. She pulled her gi closer up top, and mustered up a passably sunny smile while trying not to die of mortification. A calm head would be the best way to deal with this situation. Now. What would a good hostess do in this situation? "We were preparing to sit down to breakfast. Would you like to join us?" Moemi paused, expression uncertain... was it contempt? "I've already eaten, thanks." Drawing from unknown reserves of patience, Kaoru continued. "Well, you must at least allow us to serve you tea." Another pause while she looked between Kaoru and Kenshin, who was still in the washtub. "Hai. I would love to have tea." "Good. Give me fifteen minutes." Kaoru turned towards the house. "K-Kaoru-dono. Do you want me t-" "You just stay there and finish greeting our guest. I won't be needing *you*." She flounced off, leaving Kenshin alone, a solemn figure in a washbucket. tbc. NEXT TIME. Just who is this Moemi person anyway? A spurned suitor from years past? Kenshin's long lost illegitimate... sister? A contrived piece of tripe from the author? Find out in Part Three: Hi! My Name Is... Rurouni Kenshin © Nobuhiro Watsuki / Shueisha • Fuji-TV • Sony Pictures (Japan). Erin •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Red Snapper... KING OF FISH~! Guinea Fowl... QUEEN OF POULTRY~! How can you not love Iron Chef? * www.unc.edu/~ellis • members.tripod.com/~tina97 • come.to/coup •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• --------------------------- ONElist Sponsor ---------------------------- You can WIN $100 to Amazon.com by starting a new list at ONElist. Drawing is held each week through August 20. For details, go to http://www.onelist.com/info/onereachsplash3.html ------------------------------------------------------------------------