Rurouni Kenshin
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Title: .056 Choke
Characters: Kenshin/Kaoru/Misa/Megumi
Prompt: .056 Choke
Word Count: 1574
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Billionaire Kenshin
Author's Notes: Random drabble



“… you had a billionaire in your kitchen… and he wasn’t there for the waffles!”

“No one is there for your waffles!”

Kaoru lifted her head off her counter and glared at her cousin, but Megumi was too busy starring her down to care. Misao was pacing along the counter, her feet making rhythmic stomps. Both wore matching expressions and Kaoru wondered if they would give her access to her advil bottle.

“No, he was there to pick up the reports I accidentally brought home.”

Misao spun around and waved her arms in a good impression of a pinwheel. “You believed that?”

Kaoru gave her a flat stare. “He’s your husband’s business partner.”

“Exactly! I’m telling you! He wasn’t interested in those reports at all!”

Kaoru rolled her eyes and propped her chin on her knuckles. “So what are you suggesting? That Himura put those files in my briefcase when I wasn’t looking so that he could have a reason to invade my home Saturday morning? Early Saturday morning.”

“YES!”

Even Megumi looked a little doubtful of that but she recovered quickly. “It doesn’t matter. The point we are trying to make is that he was here, in your kitchen, and you did what?”

“Offered him coffee, fetched my briefcase and gave him the reports.”

Misao froze – suspended on her tip toes, hands arched above her head – her expression horrified. “You… offered him coffee?”

“It was only polite!”

“Coffee… you made?”

“It’s Saturday morning. What other coffee was I supposed to offer him?”

“Was he walking funny when he left?” Megumi asked delicately.

Kaoru crossed her arms and glared at them both. “If you’re going to continue to make fun of what’s in my kitchen, you can both leave.”

“The fact that anything is in your kitchen is the problem,” Misao muttered and hastily continued when she caught the expression on Kaoru’s face. “Where you at least in cute pajamas?”

Kaoru dropped head into her hands and sighed.

It was going to be a long morning.



Title: .077 Upset
Characters: Kenshin/Kaoru/Misao/Megumi/Sano
Prompt: .077 Upset
Word Count: 4443
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Not much to say..
Author's Notes: Random drabble



“Are you sure this is such a good idea?”

Kaoru grunted in response, tugging on the tricky boots she had decided to ware that evening. Combat boots. Made for being shoved up someone’s ass. Not that she was going to go out and look for violence but when traveling with Misao and Sano with the intention for drinking... well, she felt the boots said enough.

“Someone has to go and pretend to be the adult.”

“But you just got in,” Megumi argued, her disapproval coming through the phone. Disapproval and a note of irritation that Kaoru hadn't expected.

Shepaused, readjusting the handset and narrowed her eyes suspiciously. “Did you and Sano have a fight? Because normally you’re all ‘you need to get out more. Find yourself a man. You need a keeper or at least a personal chef.’ So what’s the deal?”

“You’re being paranoid.”

“I like to think of it as self-preservation.”

“Your suspicion is ridiculous. If you want to get drunk and dragged around by those two nitwits instead of getting a good nights sleep to combat the jet lag, then far be it from me to try to remind you to be responsible.”

“I would hate for you to go out of your way to worry about me,” Kaoru said with an eye roll. “Did you and Sano have a fight?”

“I’m on shift this evening.”

“I didn’t ask why you weren’t going, Megumi. I figured that you didn’t want to have to keep up with those two lunatics, but I suppose being on shift is an excuse enough... Except now I want to know why you felt you had to have an excuse.”

“What are you wearing with those boots?”

Kaoru pulled the phone away from her ear and eyed it suspiciously. “Clothes.”

“Kaoru...”

“Don’t ‘Kaoru’ me. What are you hiding?”

“I’m not... look, an intern just came in. I got to go. Don’t go home with any strange men. I mean it, Kaoru. Don't let your jet lag lead you into something you'll regret.”

She scowled at the dial tone and punched in a new, familiar number. Something was up.

“Yes.”

“Sano, what are you up to?”

“Huh? What?”

“I just got off the phone with Megumi.”

There was a long pause. “And what does that have to do with me?”

“Megumi only acts suspiciously when you’re involved. So what exactly are you up to this evening that I don’t know about and how hard am I going to have to kick your ass?”

“Hey! I haven’t seen you in almost a year! Would I really plan something that would get my ass kicked?”

“You’re an idiot; I can’t discount that when deciding on the probability that these boots are going to be used for more than rolling the unconscious bodies out of my way.”

“... boots?”

“Boots, Sano. Boots that are going to be jammed rather uncomfortably into tender areas if you are trying to pull something.”

“I’m hurt, Jou-chan.”

“Bullshit.”

“Hey, well look, we’re meeting up at your house, okay? I’ll be there in ten. I’ve got a friend with me.”

And the phone clicked off. Kaoru considered calling Misao and bitching, but that girl was always up to something so unless she had a way to narrow it down it wouldn’t do her any good. Biting her lip, she considered her options. How much trouble could those three have gotten into when she wasn’t looking this last year?”

That was like asking how many bottles of nail polish Misao owned. And Sano said he had a friend with him. If it had been Katsu he would have just come out and said it...

Well, nothing to do but finish getting ready and prepare for violence. Cheered by the thought, she went to track down a shirt and had managed to collect her purse and dig out a container of chap stick when she heard the sound of male voice. Grabbing her keys, she locked up and headed out to meet Sano.

Sano looked good. Kaoru was certain that he had been on a little muscle weight over the past year. That was good. But it was his friend who caught and held all her attention. Standing next to Sano was a man almost a foot shorter, although still taller than both her and Misao. He was slim but there was something about the way he was standing, a deliberate casualness that sent butterflies rolling in her stomach. She flicked her gaze back to Sano before the unknown could feel her stare, but she was certain the image was burned into the back of her eyes.

Long, red hair bleached gold at the ends from the sun that he had braided and let grow to somewhere between his shoulder blade and a face that was almost too pretty to be male. She wondered what color his eyes were.

“Oh jou-chan... you weren’t kidding about the boots.”

“Self defense, I’m sure.”

Sano swept her into a hug and spun her around. “Awe, don’t be like that! I would never let anything happen to you!”

Kaoru lifted both brows. “Like you would let nothing happen to me our junior year of college when we took that trip to Italy and you left...”

He set her on her feet and interrupted her quickly. “Let me introduce you to a buddy of mine.”

Kaoru turned and whatever Sano was saying sort of droned off into the background. Pale violet eyes sparked with bits of yellow were watching her from under red bangs that were cut just long enough to hide his eyes. And the expression in those eyes….

Suddenly, she was very thankful for her boots for an entirely different reason than ass kicking.

“... Kenshin.”

And the redhead’s smile was slow and satisfied in ways that she couldn’t pin down but she decided instantly she liked that smile.

“It’s a pleasure, Kaoru.”

She tilted her head, cocked an eyebrow, and grinned. “I’m sure it is.”

It looked like tonight had gotten a whole lot more interesting.