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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The Blanket Scenario

Hiko & Kaoru

by Chiruken

Chapter 3

Kaoru clenched her teeth in an attempt to still their chattering and glared at her arrogant rescuer. “Thank you.” She muttered ungraciously. “Don’t call me ‘chan’.”

Hiko laughed and shook her a little. “Come on, you can do better than that. At least try to sound a little grateful.” When her only reply was a murderous glare and her lips pressed into a thin line of displeasure, he sighed and rolled his eyes. “Ungrateful twit. You and my baka deshi are so suited for each other.”

Kaoru blinked and flushed hotly, a small embarrassed giggle erupting. “I don’t know what you could possibly mean by that.” She forced another nervous laugh out. “You’re so funny, Hiko-san.”

Hiko studied the drenched girl for a moment in consideration. “Fine. Be in denial. I don’t really care. It’s probably for the best anyway. I’d hate to think of what kind of warped child two idiots like you could produce.” Hiko gave a shudder of mock horror. “It’s too terrifying to consider.”

Kaoru spluttered in impotent fury. “Why you---“ She clenched her hands into fists and tried unsuccessfully to kick the large man. “You’re an arrogant, insufferable, crude…“ Her voice trailed off into unintelligible mutters as she tried to squirm out of his vice-like hold. “Put me down!”

Hiko ignored her struggles and furious demands for release, turning instead back to the path. At least she didn’t resemble a pathetic half-drowned kitten anymore…No definitely not a kitten. He grinned and glanced down into enraged blue eyes. He shook his head with a chuckle. “Kaoru-chan, has anyone ever told you that when you’re angry you resemble a rabid tanuki?”

“What?!” Kaoru’s eyes widened, her voice rising in indignation.

Hiko laughed and set her on the path. He stepped to the side, easily avoiding the furious swings of her ever-present boken. He held out her zouri with a smirk as he deftly caught the downward swing of her wooden weapon with one large, callused hand. “Here. Put these back on. I’m not carrying you.”

Kaoru jerked her boken out of his grasp with enough force that when he let go she tumbled back and sat down hard. She glared up at him through the wet and muddy curtain of her hair. “You are an evil, evil man, Hiko-san.”

He dropped the wet zouri into her lap with a chuckle. “Hey! I rescued you, didn’t I? How evil is that?”

“That isn’t what I meant and you know it.” She held out one hand while brushing the hair out of her eyes with the other. “Can I have my tabi please?”

Holding the article of clothing gingerly between his thumb and forefinger, Hiko held it out and dropped it into her lap with a grimace. “Be my guest, just hurry up. I don’t have all day.”

**To Be Continued…**