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Storm of Shadow

Prologue

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Kaoru was crouched in the dark corner of her room. Her hair was loose, tumbling around her shoulders in a mass of dark silk. Her face was contorted in anger and in sadness. Tears of frustration turned into tears of grief as she pounded on the wooden floor with her fist. How could he lie to her like that? After all the time he was with her, how could he?

The twenty year old's sobs were plainly audible as she lifted herself up slowly from the floor. She stumbled over to her night table, picking up a picture she had come to despise in such a short time. She gazed at the picture with sightless eyes. The white hair, the turquoise eyes she knew well were rapidly becoming her most hated memory. She looked away from the picture and to the side, trying to suppress the pain that was filling her. After a moment, she turned her head towards the picture and glared at the subject. Then, with all her might, she threw it, breathing heavily as she heard the glass shatter and drop to the floor.

She stood stock still for a few moments, her eyes shut tightly as she tried to calm her tears. She jumped when there was someone pounding on her door.

"Kaoru, is everything alright in there?" Kaoru heard Misao's voice through the wood.

"I'm fine." Kaoru's voice cracked in anger. She hadn't meant for anyone to come running. Her head whipped towards the door as she heard the knob turn. She had forgotten to lock it when she stormed into her apartment. It was probably obvious to her best friend that something was terribly wrong.

And even if the door was locked, that wouldn't stop her.

Kaoru quickly dabbed at her eyes, even though she knew it was a useless attempt to hide her pain. She felt a hand grab hold of her wrist. "Kaoru? What happened?"

The said girl faced her best friend's usually joyous eyes. But this time, they weren't joyous. They looked alert, worried, and anxious. Kaoru opened her mouth to say something, to calm the girl down, but her face crumpled in fury and the tears started flowing again. She shook her head, stomping on the floor loudly.

"Kaoru, what happened?"

Kaoru's short breaths were painfully obvious in her ears. "Enishi," her voice was strained. "I saw him..."

The girl watched through blurry vision as Misao's look changed to anger. "Saw him what?"

"I went to his house after work... I th-thought it would be nice to see him earlier then we planned on seeing each other... I used the spare key he gave me," Kaoru's voice turned into a whisper. "I saw them... th-they were on the couch, him and some slut!" Her voice rose in pitch as the anger from earlier filled her. She looked at Misao, silently pleading for her to get the full message. She didn't want to say it.

Misao stiffened. "The asshole... I can't believe him!"

Kaoru shook her head. "He didn't know I was there..." her words died down and she watched as the small woman walked into her kitchen. "What are you doing?"

"I'm getting a knife. I left my weapons in my apartment. I don't want to go get them. It will take too long." She came back with a knife in her hand. "I'm going to kill that sonuvabitch."

Kaoru stopped her. She knew the hyper girl would do it, too. Her line of work had taught it. "No, don't." Kaoru's wide eyes started to swirl with silver. Her pupils contracted as she wrenched Misao's grip off the handle of the knife carefully. Old markings started glowing on her wrists. Her tears had slowed a few moments before. Only think of the anger. "Let him be... I'll end whatever it was between us. The only thing you could do for me is to make sure everything from him is thrown out of my apartment."

"Thrown out and burned," Misao corrected more for her own sake then Kaoru's.

Kaoru smiled sadly. "I'll be back later. I have to go take care of some business." She turned walked over to the table to set the knife on. Then she stalked out of the apartment after saying goodbye to the already working girl. Silently she walked out of the building, feeling like walking rather then driving to the bastard's house. Fury filled her eyes. Damn Enishi for doing this to her. Damn him.

She was caught up in her problems that she failed to notice the man who was rounding the corner the same time she was. Her fast pacing caused her shoulder to crash with his, making her stumble forward with surprise. Before she could hit the filthy ground, a hand shot out and grabbed the back of her black jacket.

"Careful."

Kaoru turned her eyes to the source of the deep voice. The man took his hand away from her jacket and glared at her when she met his eyes. Kaoru's own eyes widened at the brilliant amber sparking up from their depths. His hair was dark red in color, similar to the color of blood. He was short, but taller then her by a few inches. He looked like he was in his early twenties, the black clothing making him look perfect. His mouth quirked up into a smirk when he caught her checking him out. She glared, the deep silver in her gaze glowing. His eyes widened in return, but his grin didn't falter. "Not human, are you?"

"Fuck you," she spat at him. Her eyes bled defiance. Beautiful.

"Now now, no need to be so hostile." The amber in Kenshin's eyes glowed back as he playfully glared again. His humor faltered when her eyes glowed even brighter and her skin started glowing. He hasn't felt anyone this strong before. He examined her features more carefully. She was indeed beautiful, but her eyes were puffy and red, tall tale signs that she had been crying. Her presence screamed anger. She was truly captivating, that much he could say already. He frowned then. Before he could say anything else though, she stormed off. He watched as she ran off, not carrying out the urge to follow her. Her body's movements demanded kill.

This girl managed to interest him enough, and that didn't happen at all with anyone.

We will meet again; I'll make sure of it.

He winced as he felt ripples through the skin on his back. He needed to get home to set his wings free. Hurriedly, he walked home, somewhat enraged thoughts running through his head about a little bluish–silver eyed female.

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Ahh. The first thing I've written that isn't school related in a long time. I'm about to fall over dead from being so tired... heh... lack of sleep. My mind is running a mile a minute 24/7. Meaning, I've thought of a bunch of ideas, wrote them down on a piece of paper, but haven't actually written anything related to a story. I've started a story for my writing fiction class in school... I was thinking of posting that on here. All I need to do is twist a few things around and add a few scenes I'm not able to write in school. They were either too gory or to... err... sexual. Just stuff like that. P