Part 10

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Kenshin POV

Immediately after Kiren left I swept up the keys from the floor and unlocked us from the cell.

"She will be punished for that!" I growled.

"And what good will that do? We've terrified her half to death so leave Kiren alone for two seconds Kenshin." Shingen said calmly. We all exited the cell and left the dungeons.

"You leave for Yuki tomorrow at dusk with the other ninjas and... Kiren" I commanded Sasuke reluctantly, who nodded and walked off to prepare.

I was about to do the same when Shingen grabbed my arm. "Kenshin. Don't hurt her. She is not just a woman. You cannot treat her the way you do just because you want to."

"Yes I can." I said bluntly as I stormed off.

Usually Shingen's words wouldn't affect me so. But there was something to his words this time that ached something in my brain that I didn't quite understand. Like a memory.

The night crept up on me as I walked towards my room. Despite not having fought anyone in combat for a while I found myself tired; my mind exhausted.

I slid open the door to my room. Before I could even finish lighting the first lamp in my room I noticed a figure collapsed at the edge of my futon. I knelt by them, angling their face to see who they were in the pale moonlight that leaked through the balcony screen door.

The body belonged to Kiren. I wasn't sure what to do with her and was about to call for someone to take her to her room, when I realised if Shingen found out where she was found sleeping, he'd probably get the wrong idea as he usually does.

Gently I placed her into the covers of my futon. Usually I didn't sleep that much so I sat at my desk and proceeded to look at war plans and the daily information I had to check over.

It had been a couple of hours since I'd entered my room. I'd finished my work since then and had blown out all the lamps except the one next to me.

I quietly slipped in next her. Far away so that I wasn't touching her. But close enough that I could feel her body heat through the covers. I hate women because they were useless. But this one? She was different. She's so... beautiful. She had a grace and allure that I hadn't noticed in a woman for so long.

Kiren's long dark brown hair lay around her; spread out like a fan. Her breath was so soft and faint I just wanted to wrap her up next to me to warm some life into her. She looked so pure and innocent that I began to question myself and actions, what had I done to her? She didn't deserve this.

Slowly I began edging away from her for fear of hurting her precious face; delicate body.

Kiren POV

I thought that that night I would get nightmares. Dozens upon dozens of nightmares. With everything I'd just been through, there would be enough fuel to last about twenty horror movies. But I didn't even dream. There was just empty. Like there was something or someone warding it all off; protecting me.

I woke in a bed. With tufts of golden blonde hair sprawled out on an adjacent pillow from me. Startled, I sat bolt right up before edging away from... Kenshin?! The body in the futon had stirred and now sat up like me. We stared at each other, not really sure what was going to happen next while my heart escalated. I kept edging away from him, uncertain of how I got there. But seeing that I was going to bolt, he placed his hand above mine, light enough so that he wasn't hurting me, but with enough force so that I couldn't move, "HEY!" I cried, still trying to move away from him. But he clamped his hand above my mouth. I struggled even more.

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