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Rurouni Kenshin Fanfic

Rurouni Kenshin & Samurai X Original Japanese Version © N.Watsuki/Shueisha * Fuji-TV * SME Visual Works Inc. * Sony Pictures Entertainment

All Fanfics created by Chiruken (me) were written for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.

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A Love Story

by Chiruken

Part 18

Reality

“Reality does not conform to the ideal, but confirms it.”

--Gustave Flaubert (1821 – 1880)

Suddenly Kenshin rolled onto his side and stared down into Misao’s peaceful features suspiciously. “Misao…” He whispered softly, bending his head closer to gently nibble on her tender earlobe. “Koishii…” He placed one sword callused hand on the delicately rosy skin of her chest just above her heart, feeling the pulse racing beneath his palm confirming his sudden suspicions. “Koibito…” He bent closer and pressed soft kisses against her fragile jaw. “No one falls asleep that quickly…not even after drinking sake.” He whispered with a low chuckle. Pulling back slightly he grinned when she cracked on green eye open to peek at him.

“Mou…Kenshin…how’d you know?” She pushed at his strong shoulders and sat up slowly when he accommodatingly moved aside.

“Your pulse…” He murmured, placing two strong fingers against the base of her throat over said pulse. “It was erratic…not peaceful, like that of one caught by slumber.” He smiled and cupped the back of her head, pulling her close for a tender kiss. Allowing a small distance to separate their lips he smiled gently. “Misao, if you’d rather wait…I understand. There is no reason to fear, that there is not.”

Misao frowned and shook her head slightly. He seemed to be distancing himself from her. She didn’t like it. “No.” She stated firmly. “Kenshin, I’ve just discovered how wonderful it feels to be a woman. I’ve finally discovered the truth within my heart. I don’t want to wait anymore.”

Though her words made his heart soar and his soul sing, he still hesitated. “I don’t want you to regret…”

She closed her hand into a fist and brought her knuckles down onto the top of his head. “Stop being so damn nice!”

Eyes widening in surprise, Kenshin pulled back slightly and rubbed the top of his head where her fist had connected. “Ano…Misao…”

“Maybe I don’t want you to be nice anymore!” She scowled up at him and folded her arms over her chest, expression stubborn.

He tilted his head to the side curiously. “I see…” He murmured softly, expression turning thoughtful. Slowly his lips curved upwards into a smile that sent shivers racing up and down Misao’s spine and caused her breath to catch in her throat, her pulse racing with growing excitement when she met his heated golden gaze again. Suddenly he moved, catching her by surprise, pushing her back with a well place shove against her shoulders. The young woman fell with a gasp, eyes widening in shock before she winced, anticipating the pain that would accompany her head impacting with the hard floor. The next instant she felt Kenshin’s strong arm cradling her protectively, cushioning her fall. Before she could react he claimed her lips in a demanding kiss, not relenting as his hand skimmed down her body to move in lazy circles against her hip before he pressed his palm against her intimately. He released her lips and gazed down at her hungrily.

“K-Kenshin…” She whispered, eyes wide with surprise as she stared up at him. She reached up, placing her palms against his chest and pushing gently. Her eyes widened further when he grasped her wrists and held them above her head in a loose, but unbreakable hold.

He lowered his head and gently nipped at her delicate earlobe. “Misao…” He breathed her name, closing his eyes and savoring the enticing scent of her perfume mingling with her own unique scent. “What you do to me…” He growled before claiming her lips again in a fiercely possessive kiss that shook her to her core.

She never would’ve guessed that beneath his ultimate polite rurouni exterior this unbearably sexy man existed. Kami-sama but I want him! She tried to wriggle closer, her movements hampered by his firm hold on her wrists. When she felt his hand moving against her intimately she gasped, allowing him to deepen the kiss. She moaned softly when she felt his invasion. She couldn’t think…she could only feel! She couldn’t breathe…she could only respond! She could feel panic rising within her. She’d never felt anything even remotely like this before. She didn’t even know her own body anymore. She felt unbelievably delicious tingles racing along her spine, centering in the sensitive nerves endings nestled at the base of her spine causing unbearable sensations of heat to pool between her legs. Her pulse thundered in her ears, driving all sane thought from her mind as she struggled futilely against his superior strength. This is what you wanted, isn’t it? A small voice whispered within the recesses of her mind. This is what you yearned for, right? The touch of a man? Of this man? Of…Battousai? She was running out of air. She couldn’t breathe! She could see black dots forming behind her closed lids. Her words were coming back to haunt her…

Kenshin slowly released her lips and trailed gentle nibbling kisses across her jaw and down the slender column of her satin smooth throat, pausing to press his lips against the erratic pulse throbbing at the base of her throat. He closed his eyes, sensing her fear…and her desire. He lifted his head slowly and gazed into her flushed face, eyes focused on her swollen lips still damp from his own, slightly parted as she panted for breath. Part of him wanted to pull away and apologize profusely for daring to be so forward. However, the other part, the one in control at the moment, recognized her response for what it was…she wanted him just as fiercely as he wanted her. He bent forward slowly and whispered near her ear. “Mine.” He pulled back slowly and waited for a moment. “Misao…look at me.” Slowly her eyes opened, the pupils dilated until they nearly obscured the sea green hue. “Tell me true…do you want me?”

She stared up at him, her eyes slowly focusing on his tense expression. “Wh-what?” She licked her lips nervously, her wits sluggish as she tried to grasp the meaning behind his words.

“Do you want me, Misao?” He repeated patiently.

Misao blinked and frowned uncertainly. “What kind of question is that?” She whispered softly. She thought it fairly obvious from her recent actions.

He smiled tightly. “A very important one, koishii…very, very important.” His eyes moved to her lips again and he found himself tempted to ignore the voice of reason rearing within the recesses of his mind. He almost groaned when her tongue darted out to wet her lips and need coursed through him like a tidal wave, crashing against the shores of his resistance, eating away at his restraint, eroding his carefully constructed iron-like control.

She swallowed with difficulty, eyes caught and held by the heat in his amber gaze. “Kami-sama…” She breathed softly. “You have beautiful eyes…”

He bent forward, resting his head against her shoulder. “Misao…” Her name emerged on a pained groan. “You’re temptation itself.” He drew in a shuddering breath but didn’t lift his head. “I need you, koibito…now. I can’t wait much longer…”

Misao closed her eyes and swallowed against the lump in her throat, certain that it was her heart. Gathering every last ounce of courage, she plunged head first, praying that she wouldn’t regret playing with fire come morning. Her lips curved upwards into a wavering smile. “Then don’t.” She whispered softly.

“Misao…” He raised his head slowly and gazed into her upturned features, seeing the trust reflected in her expressive green eyes. “Are you sure?” Without waiting for a reply he lowered his head and claimed her lips again in a searing kiss.

Misao’s eyes drifted closed again as she gave herself over completely into the keeping of the passionate man she’d fallen in love with. She twisted her wrists and was mildly surprised when he released her, allowing her to place her arms around him, pulling him closer to her as she returned the heated kiss. When his lips left hers briefly she smiled and murmured softly, her breath mingling with his. “No regrets…this is what I want. Now, always, forever…” Come what may, she trusted him. Himura Kenshin would never intentionally cause her harm. She was safe with him…she believed it within her heart and soul.

**To Be Continued…**