Date: Sat, 8 May 1999 11:09:54 -0400
From: The Fox <bgalv001@xxxxxx.xxxx.xxx
Subject: Dancing Madly Backwards 6

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      Geez... that people really loves so much one to others...

      Enters the Aoiya troup. And the party of blaming begins...

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                 DANCING MADLY BACKWARDS

                 by Fox Lady.

                 Chapter 6.

                 Frozen Flare.



                 When it's love you give

                 I'll be a man of good faith.

                 Then in love you live.

                 I'll make a stand. I won't break.

                 I'll be the rock you can build on,

                 be there when you're old,

                 to have and to hold.

                 When there's love inside

                 I swear I'll always be strong.

                 Then there's a reason why.

                 I'll prove to you we belong.

                 I'll be the wall that protects you

                 from the wind and the rain,

                 from the hurt and pain.

                 Let's make it all for one and all for love.

          Let the one you hold be the one you want,the one you need,

                 'cause when it's all for one it's one for all.

                                                                         All for Love,

                                          Stewart, Adams and Sting.



	The carriage stumbles in the mud, in the dark Kyoto streets, 
under the rain . With the curtains closed, sparkles of light show 
periodically a Kaoru nested in blankets, still with her hands ties her 
head in Kenshin's lap, her legs resting in the seat. In the sits in 
front, Tokio was eyeing her and the asleep Megumi in her shoulder still
very weak but who insisted in come for take care of Kaoru's health 
state.

	- Husband....- Kaoru mutters with adoration in her 
drugs-induced dream, and Kenshin's face tighens. Tokio just apart a 
few hairs of Megumi's face,  who has fallen asleep after the quick 
dinner.The doctor is recovering fast still with an arm bandaged and 
inutile but she was still very weak. Since Genzai-sensei haves to stay
with Sano, the one doctor Kenshin can trust in that case was Megumi , 
as he like it or not. Or that she claimed...

	The tired horses stops and the carriage finally arrives to the 
place they're going.Saitoh, who was travelling in the coach-box with 
the driver of the carriage giving them more space,jumps to the ground 
and then open the door for his wife with graceful movemets. When he 
tooks her hand for helps her to descends Kenshin catches his gaze in 
Tokio's. How much love. How much adoration. From the both.

	The police's cloack was shining and lustrous from the rain, and 
his cap arent giving him much protection either. His wet bangs drop 
over Megumi's face when he lifts her in a amazing gesture of chivalrous
behaviour and take her to the doors of the Aoiya, where even in the 
late hour are lights waiting for them.

	- Himura! Himura-kun!-

        The voice of Okina , who was in the doors with a yellow paper 
lantern makes them rush to him. Saitoh are insisted that the best place
where they can stay in Kyoto was one where everybody can defend 
themselves against Kaoru, and makes him choice coldly between the jail 
or the Aoiya. Tokio meanwhile sents a messager dove to Aoshi Shinomori 
and receives a ice invitation, and one much more warmer from Okina and 
Misao, full of worry.
        So when Shiro takes the asleep Megumi from Saitoh's arms, and 
then Okina and Misao helps Kenshin with Kaoru , he feels his heart warm
a little. As arent been from the night of the stabbing. He could cry 
but this time from relief.

	They are going to help us. We are not alone.



	- She knows Aoshi? -

	- The Shinomori and the Takagi's family are old and very 
aristocratal, battousai. And you had to know that.- points an unworried
Saitoh shaking his soaked cloak and then sitting himself in the floor 
of the living room where him, Kenshin , Okina and Misao waits in 
tension for Megumi's ,Aoshi's and Tokio's opinion as they chatted over 
Kaoru's limp body in the next room.

	- The Zen involucrates many things, Himura-kun.- says softly 
Okina, giving  hot tea to all , meanwhile Okon gave little warm cakes .
- The message was very short Himura. Please tell us in what we can help
.-

	- We can help, Okina.- with  the whisper of the silk Aoshi, in 
a blue kimono enters the room alone a tall and slender figure* - But 
no with ninja skills. Tokio-san and me are in agree about our next step
.-

	- Aoshi...- Kenshin raise in his foots and after a second makes
a deep bow, one full of grattitude .- I'm happy of see you well. Domo 
arigatou de gozaru for help us. -

	The gaze of Aoshi suddenly becomes...a bit irate?.

	-We will talk about that later, Himura.-

	The room's temperature seems to fall several grades.

	Okina , with a perfect sense of gentleness raise and offers to 
Kenshin a  room , the same he used three years after. He nods and 
follow him.

	And in that moment Okina's eyes pomp out of his skull.

        Tokio just bow politely .

	-Pleased to meet you , Okina-san.-

        Saitoh shrugs.

        And Aoshi gave the shortest sigh.



	The next morning Megumi locked herself with her friend and 
Omasu to check Kaoru's state. Her dictamen was terminant: she was 
weakening hour by hour,slowly. The same process she has seen in Kenshin
, but in a more frail body. Like something was eating her from inside.

	Eating evilly.

	Kenshin sits waiting in the corridor in front the rain with 
closed eyes,his sakabatou for a time forgotten in his room. Okon looks 
at him with worry , but Okina deny with a gesture letting him think and
compose himself meanwhile Tokio and Aoshi talks briefly, with Saitoh 
smoking peacefully in their side.

	Kenshin's mind was in turmoil. Tomoe the beloved, the dead, 
are now ...

	Maybe I still can have the t...NO! What I'm thinking?! I love 
Kaorudono. I love her...I love Tomoe...I love...

	Oh kamisama , why ? Why I have to choose? WHY Kaoru always 
haves to suffer for MY faults? Is really possible Tomoe, my Tomoe are 
hurting her? She loves me so much? Can she isnt totally dead?

	Four years ago I was eager to anything to return her to me... 
and I dont love her less that then... but Kaoru...kaorudono...

	- Himura.-

	He raises his head to the call. Aoshi, even more taller from 
his point of view , with his black bangs shadowing ice blue eyes* look 
him straight to the eyes and then says with a voice that can freeze 
the sake in Hiko's hand:

	-We will do a interrogatory to the spirit.- He seems perfectly 
calm and in ease saying that . But anyway Aoshi ALWAYS seems in that 
way. Or slightly disapproving all.

	-I want to be there.- Kenshin says with carefully polite tone.

	- Its allrigth.-



	The curtains are closed, so the light in the room was dim more 
with the rainy day. Kenshin grimaced when he sees kaoru carefully tied 
to , with firm but tender care , seated in the futon. Her hair was a 
bit loose,covering her eyes and her clothes are wrinkled, and stained 
with...blood?.

	 -Kamiya-san?-asks softly

	Megumi's drugs surely are fading. Her head waves a little, and 
then she open halflidden eyes.

	Aoshi exchanged a look with Tokio. The tall and austere 
Okashira makes a strange contrast with the tidy lady.

	Her eyes was a melt of dark blue...

	- Kaoru...?- Aoshi's voice was amazingly warm and gentle. Each
 ones kneels in a side of the futon and take her hands

	- ...hai...- she whispers, still drugged.

	- Kaoru... are you hurt...? -

	- I've spilled my guts...- she says with enormous zombie eyes. 
Kenshin felts panic gripping him .

	- It's something with you now...?- asks Tokio, after touch her 
lids and aparently make her calm again.

	Kaoru slids to the futon slowly and sank in.

	-Yes...-

	-Can we talk with her, onegai...?

	-No.-

	-Why...?-

	-She hurts me...-

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At end!!! yes, I know,the exorcist. Next: Kenshin haves to take a 
decision.

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                 Jealous<-----------The author.

                 I'm not jelous of any of your ice cubes with black bangs.Is about GW that
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                 *TM!!TM!!<------The author's boyfriend:

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