End of A Weary Day--Formating Revised 12/21

Update January 22, 2004*****No further Flaming Reviews will be accepted on this Fiction. If you don\'t like this fiction.... Don\'t read it. If this sounds harsh, I apologize. But, after recieving nearly 20 personal (and very ugly/personal) e-mail flames surrounding the single chapter \"Gone Looking For Trouble\" (these reviews did NOT appear in my review box here but were sent directly to my LadyInBlk4 AOL account), I will no longer tolerate or even read anything that sounds like a flame, so don\'t bother. It will just get deleted anyway. Those that were logged within my review box have been deleted already. I just don\'t get off on hate mail. After recieving so many horrible letters, I had decided to terminate this fiction. I just did not have the heart for it. I was even put down for that. I was called flimsey and accused of looking for pity and sympathy. Well let me tell you all this. The only reason I am finishing this fiction is because a tremendous amount of very kind and obviously loyal people stuck it out with me during the very difficult time I had over all of that very ugly hateful mail, and they are the ones that finally convinced me that the world is full of all kinds of people, and not all of them are flaming jerks who think that everything has to be perfect. Anyway... I apologize again for the harshness of my words here, but I am just as human as the next person, and when I get told that I \"should stop writing romance and become a lesbian because I don\'t know fuck about sex\", I get a little bit hurt inside. And when I\'m told that My \"fiction is worthless and so am I as an author and that I should try selling my sorry fat ass on the street so I can get some decent material to write about\"... well, that hurts even more. So, I guess that is where some of the harshness comes from. (And yes, those are both actual quotes from letters I recieved.)

I hope you can all forgive me for my hurt and angry attitude, but I also hope you can try and understand how I feel.

This Update is written both for the people who know what has happened and for those who don\'t. God bless everyone, and try not to think too badly of me. I am really not a bad or vindictive person. But cruelty hurts everyone when it is wielded with a blind hand.

Kanzen ne Tsuki.


A/N This is a transition Chapter meant to help fill in some holes for all of you and me as well. It is also going to help me pull things together so I can bring this fiction to a sweet ending in the near future. I hope you all enjoy. The Green-eyed woman shines for all to see. This is Her coming out party.

Second A/N *****NO MORE FLAMES. For those of you who thought/think I was just trying to get sympathy for myself or my fiction... well, you know what you can do with that. If you don\'t like it..... don\'t read it! Otherwise, God Bless everyone who stuck it out with me during my \'nervous break down\' week. @--}--{--- THANK YOU ---}--{--@


Glossary: Itoshi=Pretty/Lovely, Koishii=Dear/Darling, Goukan=Enjoying pleasure together, Sho- ji=Outer Door, Hachimitsu=Sweatheart, Onega=Pleasee, Shimatta=Dammit!

Chapter Nine


Matika Kazuio . . . Courtesan?


It had been raining for nearly three days continuously, and as a result, the River was swollen and muddied as it rolled dangerously close to overflowing its poorly confined tract through the central parts of the city. The thick foul odors of human refuse and rotting dead fish were emanating from the dark roiling water as it seethed passed homes, businesses, and the Market making each of the 50,000 or so inhabitants curl their noses in disgust as the cold wind spread the smell all across Tokyo. It was an unpleasant day, which made it perfect for the most unpleasant of tasks.

Her small petite feet barely made any sound at all as she quietly padded along the wet muddy streets heading purposefully toward the upper East side of town. It would take her several hours on foot to get there, but the yen she would make for this one job alone, would more than made up for the inconvenience of the long walk. A sly but an attractive smile curved the lovely fullness of her dark red lips, and she absently readjusted the package she carried under her left arm. It would be quick and easy. In and out. She would be done in less than an hour and she would have enough cash to last her for more than three months without having to work at all. The merest thought of that possibility put an extra boost in her step and sent her bouncing up the street in excitement.

\"What a trick.\" She sang merrily to herself as she gracefully flanked a large muddy puddle. \"If I do a good job, maybe I can get a steady diet of these little parties.\" Deep throated husky laughter floated up through the cold misty air and several men stopped what they were doing and looked appreciatively in her direction as she swayed on passed them. \"I could handle that.\"

More laughter and a saucy flip of her dark hair and she was off up the street completely oblivious to everything else going on around her including the rancid smell of the river.

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\"Have you seen him at all, Ken-san?\" Megumi\'s worried brown eyes were making her look more and more like something she had sworn she would never be, and that was a pining female wasting her time and good-looks over a good-for-nothing-man like him, who did not even deserve the time of day from the likes of her. But she just could not help it. It had been days now since he had left her crying in the clinic, and he had not once tried to come back and apologize for anything. That just was not like him. Sano always came crawling back after a day or two begging her to forgive him for whatever it was he had done, and she would usually let him grovel for an hour or so before letting him off the hook. Then they would make up and everything would be fine. Of course, this particular situation concerning the green-eyed woman was a little bit different from all the other times, but that had not stopped Megumi from becoming more and more worried as each day passed without any sign of Sano trying to beg her for forgiveness. It was as if he had just given up and disappeared. ‘Would he really do that?\' She thought for the millionth time as she waited for Kenshin to answer her plighted question.

\"No, Megumi-dono. I have not seen him since he and I went to ‘The Fisher\'s Sea\' several days ago. I have been trying to track his steps, though, that I have.\" Kenshin\'s face was filled with worry as well, and he found himself wondering what sort of trouble his tall friend could have gotten himself into now.

\"You have?\" Megumi reached out and took a hold of the faded sleeve of Kenshin\'s gi. \"Have you discovered anything about that woman?\" She anxiously searched his wary features and noticed how he pinched his full shapely lips together in a penchant pout of sorts. ‘He does not want to tell me what he knows.\' She thought as a pain stabbed through her stomach. ‘I wonder why?\'

\"I do not know much, Megumi-dono. Only her name.\" He did not want to tell her how he had come by that piece of information let alone who had given it to him. That was still a very deep and painful wound upon his heart and his soul, and it was not something he felt like discussing with anyone . . . especially Megumi.

\"You know her name?\" Brown eyes widened in surprise as Megumi digested that interesting little tidbit of information. \"Please tell me what it is. I am very interested in knowing THAT.\"

‘I am sure you are.\' Kenshin looked at the beautiful face as the lines of sorrow were swiftly replaced with cunning shrewdness and the soft brown eyes turned into glittering slits of feminine jealousy. \"Her name is, Kazuio.\"

\"Kazuio? Is that it? What about her Myo? What is her Myo?\"

\"That I do not know. I was only able to find out her given first name.\" ‘Gods and Tenshi be praised.\' He thought as he watched the fox ears prick upward on Megumi\'s head. ‘And may Buddha keep her safe from the Kitsune\'s claws if she is, indeed, innocent.\' Kenshin had been forced to reevaluate his opinions and judgments of Sanosuke and his ‘other woman\'s\' behaviors after the incident between himself and the Mistress of The Black Pearl and what had ensued afterwards with Kaoru. She had witnessed only a fleeting instant of an unwilling embrace which had appeared, for all intents, to be most willing, and it had nearly cost him her love and her trust. Could that be what had happened to Sanosuke and the G-eye-eyed woman when Tae inadvertently caught a glance of them through the Bar\'s open doorway? Things were not always what they appeared to be at a glance. He had most definitely learned that the hard and painful way. He was much more willing to give Sano the benefit of the doubt now than he had been before, thus, he was more determined to find out just exactly what HAD happened that night. The only problem with that was that Sano seemed to have vanished. No one had seen him since that day at The Black Pearl, and that was nearing 4 days ago. Kenshin was getting worried as well.

\"I cannot believe that whoever told you her name did not know her Myo as well, Ken-san. Are you certain you are telling me the WHOLE truth?\" Megumi peered at him inquisitively and pursed her lips in a pretty pout. \"You would not hold anything back from me would YOU? Ken-san?\"

\"Of course not.\" He replied carefully as he deliberately schooled his features into a blank look of mild surprise. \"I would never hide anything that important from you in a circumstance such as this. If I were not aware of your current state of upset, Megumi-dono, I should think I might be offending by the insinuation that I were.\"

\"Oh . . . well, I . . . I did not mean . . . I mean, I did not intend to infer that you were hiding anything from me, Ken-san.\" Kenshin inwardly smile with satisfaction as the spoiled woman stuttered and stymied her way through an embarrassed apology for having come so close to actually questioning his honor and truthfulness.

\"Of course.\" He slowly rose to his feet and slid his sakobatou into his belt all without so much as glancing at her beet red face. \"I will continue to try and find Sanosuke, Megumi-san, and I will also continue my investigation of this Kazuio-woman.\" Turning on his heel, he moved toward the door of her room making to leave, but stopped just short of opening the sho-ji. \"Before I go, I want you to think about something, Megumi.\" Her head shot up in shock as he addressed her without his usual honorific. \"Sometimes people are given to see things in but the split of an instant, and although those things appear to be true enough, they are not at all what theem eem to be. But because the majority of our World is lived through what our eyes see and tell us to be real, the Truth of that one split instant may never be known because our hearts rarely ever believe what the spoken words tell them are real. They only know what the eyes have seen and that is all they remember.\" As he finished, Kenshin quietly slid the sho-ji open and left the room on his silent Hitokiri feet.

Megumi sat stunned for several long moments after the red-haired Samurai had left her mind frozen in bewildered shock as she heard Kenshin\'s words roll around inside her head over and over again. ‘Our hearts only believe what our eyes tell us is real . . .\' What if he was right? What if Tae had only caught a glimpse of something that was completely innocent but looked very bad? What if this was all just a big mistake? What if . . .\' \"Oh Sanosuke . . .\" Megumi quickly rose to her feet, and grabbing a warm wrap, ran out of the door and headed straight for the tall gangsters rooms down by the Akabeko. \"You better be home, you stupid Rooster Head.\" She grumbled as she pulled the edges of the wrap close together under her chattering chin and broke into a brisk walk.

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\"Come on in, Sweet Thing. We have been waiting for you aaalllll morning.\" The yellow broken-toothed smile of a fat greasy-haired man appeared at the door when she knocked, and inwardly she cringed and forced down a wave of nausea. \"Hope you were worth waitin\' for, Honey.\" He said in an alcohol slurred voice and swatted her ass sharply as she passed by him through the narrow doorway.

\"Hey,\" She started to protest angrily, but then caught herself quickly and winked playfully at the slobbering grotesque behind her. \"Why sure I am.\" She said trying to sound sexy as she rubbed her smarting butt with her free hand. \"I even brought party favors with me.\" Grinning widely showing all of her perfectly unchipped white teeth, she tossed the package she had been carrying under her arm in the direction of the greasy fat man who swayed dangerously as he tried to catch it.

\"Whoa, there . . .\" A thin well dressed man with long blonde hair and blue eyes appeared out of no where and jumped in from of the swaying behemoth and deftly caught the sailing projectile in his long-fingered hands. \"This is not exactly something you should be tossing around, Honey.\"

\"It\'s not?\" She asked in a candy-sweet voice as she eyed this new player in appreciation. IF he was on the menu as well as the fat man, perhaps this little adventure was not going to be a total loss. \"I didn\'t know I was packing explosives, Sugar.\"

He chuckled and looked at her with amused blue eyes. \"Explosives? You got no idea, Itoshi. What\'s in here is pure dynamite.\"

\"Really?\" She let her eyes go all wide with feigned innocent interest as she strutted over to his side and draped a shapely arm over his shoulder. \"Well, why don\'t you show me what\'s in there, Sugar. I like anything that ‘blows up\'.\" Her suggestive talk brought a husky laugh to his lips as he tucked the package under his arm and slid his other around her trim waist pulling her closer to him so he could look meaningfully into her seductive face.

\"Well, if that\'s true, Itoshi, I\'ve got something for you to ‘blow up\', if\'n you want too that is.\"

\"Oooooo . . . is it big?\" She batted her long dark lashes at him as she let one hand slyly trail a sensuous pathway down over his chest to his stomach where it stopped to fiddle with the belt-buckle at the waist of his pants. \"I like to blow-up big things.\" She purred into his ear just before she slid the flat of her palm down along his full erection as it jutted down the left side of his trouser\'s leg. He responded by growling deep in his throat and turning his head sharply to capture and then smother her mouth in a hard blistering kiss that told her exactly how much she was affecting him with her ‘little blow-game\'. Inwardly she was smiling with a business-like satisfaction as she opened her lips and let him thrust his tongue deeply inside the moistness of her mouth. This just might be more fun than she thought as she felt his hand pulling her outer wrap off and dropping it onto nonchalantly onto the floor. Underneath she was wearing a skimpy deep red sarong that barely covered her thighs and breasts, and he muttered something harsh and unintelligible beneath his breath as he buried his face between the pale rounded mounds of her rising breasts and began nuzzling the soft pliant flesh with his lips.

\"Ooooooo . . . Hachimitsu,\" She crooned to him in her sweetest voice. \"You still have not shown me what is in the package?\" She pulled his head up and gave him a petulant look while forming her full lips into a pretty pout. \"I thought it was party favors. Is it?\"

\"Sure it is, Itoshi.\" He smiled and ran his strong pink tongue over her bottom lip as he pulled her with him toward a partially closed door on the other side of the room. \"Come on, and I\'ll show you what it is.\"

\"Ok.\" She reached out with her smaller tongue and played with his as she wrapped both arms around his neck and shoulders letting him maneuver her through the doorway which he sharply closed with a kick of his foot. In a moment they were bouncing backward onto a western style spring mattress, and she was giggling uncontrollably as he started to nibble along the sensitive flesh of her shoulder and throat. \"What\'s in the package?\" She pushed at his shoulders until he pulled up far enough for her to look into his twinkling eyes. \"You promised to show me.\"

\"Aye, that I did.\" With a quick shove he rolled off of her and retrieved the brown paper wrapped package and then proceeded to drop into the middle of her voluptuous breasts. \"There.\" He announced with a devious smile.

\"Nani?\" She looked up at him in complete bewilderment as she lifted herself up on her elbows and looked questioningly at the package setting on her chest. \"What do I do with this?\".

\"Open it, Koishii.\" He grinned and planted a wet kiss on her red lips. \"It was for you anyway. So, Open it.\"

\"It was for ME?\" She exclaimed in excitement and quickly sat all the up and started tearing at the heavy brown paper. \"You mean I carried something for myself all the way up here?\"

\"Yes, you did.\" He sat watching her with the same amused look he had been wearing ever since she had arrived. ‘God, she\'s beautiful.\' He thought awe and wonderment. ‘More beautiful than I even remembered her being.\'

\"Aiiyaa!\" She squealed in pure delight as she unwrapped a brilliant bright green satin neglige. \"Oh my God, it\'s beautiful.\" She breathed in astonishment as she carefully lifted the shiny green material up to her face and rubbed its smoothness against the softness of her cheek. \"No one ever gave me anything like this before.\"

\"Then you like it?\" He asked as he watched an attractive blush rise to color her lovely face.

\"Oh yes. I like it very much. Thank-you.\" A glorious smile curved her full lips and the magnificent green eyes that had haunted him for so many nights were glowing with an honest light of pure feminine pleasure. \"Can I put it on now?\" She asked in an oh so innocent voice that brought a purely male smile of delight and anticipation to his handsome face.

\"It would please me very much if you would.\" He replied in a quiet husky voice that made both her eyes sparkle and her smile widened with girlish delight.

\"Where can I change?\" She asked absently as she hopped off the bed and looked around the room for somewhere private.

\"Over there,\" He said indicating a large three-winged screen that was standing in one of the corners of the room. \"It has been waiting for you as well, Itoshi.\" Leaning back on an elbow, he watched with hungry amused eyes as she bounced over to the beautifully designed Japanese feminine changing screen and disappeared behind it. It was almost ironic if one thought it about for a very long time. A prostitute with modesty . . . Intriguing to be sure.

\"I hope you like it.\" She quipped from behind the screen as the red sarong appeared over the top and the green neglige disappeared. \"I have never worn anything quite like this before. I hope I am putting it on right.\"

\"Do you need some help in there, Koishii?\" He asked suggestively as he began to imagine just what her beautiful body could do for that skimpy piece of green material one she got it on.

\"No, I think I have it figured out . . . Gosh,\" She exclaimed in a voice filled with wonder and innocence despite her current occupation. \"But it sure is small . . .\" He could not help it after that comment. The blonde man burst into a bout of rich laughter as he lay on the bed waiting for the girl to come back out from behind the elegant screen.

\"Nani?\" Her head poked out from one side of the screen as she looked at him in puzzlement? \"What is so funny? Did I miss something?\" She asked.

\"No, Itoshi.\" He tried desperately to sober up as he reached a hand out to her. \"You didn\'t miss a thing. But you\'re gonna if you don\'t come on back here to me real quick.\" She smiled and winked coyly at him before diving behind the screen for another quick minute, and then she was leaping quick as a flash across the room and bouncing onto the bed only to land smack dab in the middle of him her legs straddling his hips.

\"How do I look?\" She asked cheekily as she stretched her arms out to her sides and thrust her scantily covered breasts forward. \"Am I beautiful?\"

He was speechless. She looked like a Goddess to him, and he could not think of a single intelligent or unintelligent thing to say. So, he did the only thing he could think of. He sat up, and cupping her angelic face in his hands, parted her lips with his and kissed her long and deep molding her mouth to the contours of his as he told her with his emotions how beautiful he thought she was.

\"Ooohhhh,\" She breathed against his mouth as a burning flare of true passion burst open inside her belly and a surge of wetness poured from between her thighs staining his expensive grey woolen trousers. \"Mmmmmm . . .\" Her hands seemed to have grown a will of their own and were winding their way into the softness of his long fair colored hair, and she discovered she could not stop herself from pressing the throbbing ache of her breasts against his hard muscled chest as the feelings inside of her grew to unstoppable proportions.

These were all new sensations for her to experience, this passion . . . this hunger . . . this rising, aching need to be possessed. Always before with any man she was the one in control, she was the Instigator and the Master. It was too dangerous to allow oneself to be at the mercy of any man\'s true desires when one worked for a living in this business. Prostitutes were raped, murdered, or even just disappeared when they lost control during their tricks, and she had never once been out of control. She had never once lost . . .

One of his hands had slid up across her hip then down over her smooth ass until he could reach beneath her and between her quivering thighs. Gently he parted her moist delicate petals and began probing her slick opening with long flexible fingers making her moan and tremble against him as the fires within her began to burn hotter, and a wild thing she never knew lived inside her soul started crying out for release.

\"Wh-what is happening?\" She whimpered against his mouth as her slender body shuddered beneath his practiced touch. \"What are y-you doing to me?\"

\"Ssshhhhh, it\'s all right.\" He tenderly caressed her face and then moved other hand to cup the rounded smoothness of her other butt cheek. \"Just relax, Itoshi. I\'ll do all the work . . . you just hang on to me and enjoy it.\" And as he slid two fingers upward inside of her moist heat, her head fell backward and a ragged moan tore its way free from her throat. Both of her arms were wrapped tightly around his shoulders, and her breasts were pressed snugly against his face where his hungry lips and tongue started feasting upon them to their hearts content. Then he took his hand and slid it in a sensuous caressing path up the full length of her back, and splaying his hand out between the sharp edges of her shoulder blades, he pulled her closer to him even as he leaned her backward over his lap while his other hand left its teasing play between her thighs and pulled the straps of the flimsy green garment off her shoulders baring her nipples to his seeking mouth. They were both pebble hard and ultra-sensitive to his touch, and when his mouth closed over their thrusting pink peaks, a long strangled cry of pleasure was heard coming from the trembling woman he held in his arms, and a long groan of response escaped his lips as he wildly rolled her beneath him and covered her mouth in a hard and demanding kiss his tongue pushing past the vulnerable barrier of her tender lips to hungrily dance and stroke hers causing a cascade of violent shivers to shake her body as a pre-climatic orgasm knifed through her muscles and nervous system.

\"Dear God . . .\" He groaned against her mouth. \"You are so beautiful . . . so beautiful.\"

\"N-no . . .\" She tried to speak; to deny what he was saying, but he cut her off with another fierce kiss filled with passion and hunger and she ceased to be able to think rationally any more.

\"Yes,\" His voice was harsh and guttural as he buried his face in her neck and began to clumsily work with the fastenings of his trousers. \"You are . . . the most be-beautiful woman . . . I have e-ever laid my e-eyes on.\"

\"Noooo . . .\" Again she tried to deny, but found her own lips seeking out his flesh as she felt the fabric of his pants disappear and the nudity of his thighs pushing hers farther apart until she could feel the heavy thick hardness of him pressing against her.

\"You belong to me, my green-eyed Vixen.\" The voice was a rasping command in her foggy brain, but it was also a fusing catalyst that sent her emotions and senses colliding in a burst of billowing flames. \"No one else is ever going to touch you again, do you hear? . . . No one, just me . . . You got that?\"

\"N-n-naani?\" She stuttered as she tried to understand what he was saying to her, but her mind just could not seem to grasp the total concept and then it was just too late. He was thrusting deep inside of her and she was flying high into the nether world to a place she had never been before, and was certain she never wanted to leave again.

\"Nnnnayyyaaa!\" Her back and neck arched up off the bed as she instinctively pushed herself upward into his plunging body wanting to feel more and more and more . . . \"D-don\'t st-stop.\" She whimpered into his ear as his hands lifted her knees out to the sides and nearly over her head. \"Oooonnaaggaaiii........ d-don\'t st-top.\" And he began pounding into her at a thundering pace that had the headboard of the old wooden bed banging against the wall like a baseball bat, but neither of them seemed to be noticing the noise they were making one way nor the other. It just did not seem to matter at that particular moment. Nothing mattered except the climax that was waiting for them, and he was going to see that they BOTH got there.

Not long after that, she went plunging over the edge of a sexual fulfilment, and he had to cover her mouth with his to drown out the screaming cries of pleasure that rose and exploded from her as her body shuddered and shook beneath him with spasm after spasm. Smiling with male satisfaction, he slowed the pace and rocked back and forth against her while she calmed down into a more rational state, and as her brilliant green eyes opened and gazed in astonished wonder into his face, he tenderly kissed her swollen lips.

\"Did I please you, my beautiful Koishii?\" He asked in a husky voice as he carefully watched her face.

\"Y-yes.\" She whispered with wide shock eyes locked onto his still passion filled blue ones. \"B-but, you did not cum.\" Her hand touched his cheek in wonder as confusion filled her lovely face. \"Why? Why didn\'t you?\"

\"Because,\" He kissed the palm of that delicate hand, and then with one last deep thrust, he pulled out of her body altogether. \"You promised me something, Itoshi.\" His glittering blue eyes raked her flushed face with a heated look of anticipation. \"Do you remember?\" She looked at him blankly for a moment, and then a coy knowing smile curved her sensuous lips as she leaned up and kissed him wetly on the mouth.

\"Yes. I do remember.\"

\"Do you now?\"

\"Yes.\"

\"Tell me what you remember, Koishii?\"

\"Roll over and I will.\" Her smile turned mischievous as his eyes began to twinkle again.

\"All right.\" He said conversationally and rolled onto his back with his arms folded beneath his head. \"Now what?\" She giggled lightly, rolled on top of him, and then began to trail soft wet kisses down his throat to his chest. Tenderly she teased each of his small pebble hard nipples with her tongue and teeth, and then moved lower until she could dip the tip of her tongue into the valley of his navel. This brought a gasp of pleasure to his lips as well as causing many of his muscles to tighten up in shivering response. This was an unexpected response from him, and it made her feel bolder as she gave him a brazen feline look that took his breath away.

\"I promised I\'d ‘blow you up\'.\" She purred as she rubbed the smooth side of her cheek against the hardened length of his still swollen manhood. His hips shifted in unconscious anticipation as he caught his breath. She merely smiled and proceeded to run the tip of her firm pink tongue from the base to the head of his highly sensitive penis wringing a deep throated groan of pleasure from behind his tightly gritted teeth.

\"Hmmmm,\" She repositioned herself so her mouth was trained directly over the twitching shaft of his desire. \"This little kitty thinks you like Goukan . . . Do you? Do you enjoy having pleasures with me?\"

\"Yes, my Itoshi.\" His voice was a ragged whisper as he rose once more into a sitting position and pulled her mouth up to his for a moist wet kiss of hungry passion. \"I enjoy pleasures with you very much.\"

\"Then I will finish you.\" And she placed both hands flat against his chest and gently pushed him back down onto his back. \"It is my turn to make you scream.\" The playfully wicked gleam in her eyes brought gooseflesh to his skin as he watched her slowly lower her head toward his now aching shaft. A violent shudder shook through his thin yet well muscled body as she tongue lapped the tip of him into her mouth, and then he went ridged with the intensity of the sensations filling his being as she slowly, purposefully sucked his length all the way inside.

\"Aaannnnaaayaaaa.....\" It was a strangled cry of passionate desire being torn from his very vitals as her talented mouth and tongue began laving him in a wicked up and down twisting motion that felt as if she were trying to pull his eyeballs out of their sockets from the inside. His hips began bucking beneath her ministrations and his breathing was growing quicker and shallower with each passing moment. The time of his cuming was drawing nearer to being and he was swiftly rising to a plane of ecstasy that was leaving him mindless and helpless in this beautiful woman\'s powers, but he really did not care. He had wanted her ever since he had first laid eyes on her nearly a month ago, and now that he finally had her, he was damned if he was ever going to let her go. It did not matter to him that she was a prostitute, or how many men she had been with up until now, just so long as he was the last one and the only one from now on.

A great cry burst from his lips as she pulled hard on his throbbing member, and suddenly he was filling her mouth with his thick salty tasting seed while his body shivered and jerked spasmodically beneath her for several long seconds before coming to shuddering rest. His breath was hoarse and ragged as he gasped for air and a fine sheen of sweat glistened brightly on his skin as the pale afternoon light filtered in through the partially opened curtains hanging along the single window beside the bed. Raising up from his quickly deflating penis, she licked her lips and wiped the excess saliva and cum off her mouth with the back of her hand as a gratified smile crossed her elfin face. He had climaxed much harder than she had expected, and the load he had given her had been magnificent and delicious to boot. What a generous and handsome man he had turned out to be, she was thinking as she leaned over him and rubbed her cum sticky lips against his panting ones. It had definitely been worth the long walk. Most definitely.

\"Did I please you, Koishii?\" She asked somewhat shyly as she nuzzled the heated flesh of his throat feeling the rapid pulse beating against her burrowing nose.

\"Ummmhummm.\" He murmured and wrapped his arms around her slender shapely torso pulling her down on top of him for a close intimate embrace. \"You did at that, my pretty lady. You did at that.\" Burying his face against the faintly scented hollow of her throat, he let his lips tenderly feather soft kisses along that smooth pale flesh until he felt her shiver against him and draw a shaky breath. \"Do you like it when I do that, Koishii?\" He asked and nudged at her until she turned her face to look at him. Her green eyes were huge and filled with confusion as they locked with his bright blue ones. \"What?\" He asked in puzzlement as he noted her expression. \"What is wrong?\"

\"I . . . No one has ever askedme what I liked before.\" She mumbled and then rolled away from him to set uncomfortably on the edge of the large bed. He stared at her back and bent head for a moment and then spoke to her in a very quiet and calming voice.

\"I realize that, Kaziuo, but I am not just ‘someone\' who has paid for your services for the afternoon, or the evening, or the day . . . or the week, or the month, or whatever the time period. Do you understand what I am saying to you?\"

\"No.\" Was her short and timidly spoken reply.

\"Do you remember what I said to you when we were making love, Koishii

\"I . . . I . . . I don\'t know. It was so hard to think just then.\"

He smiled and then moved so he was setting just behind her and leaned over to press a tender kiss into the softness of her exposed nape. She shivered in response and turned her head pressing her cheek against his chest. \"What did you say?\" She asked in a tremulous voice almost afraid to hear what he was going to say but unable to stop herself from wanting to know.

\"I told you that you belonged to me now, Itoshi, and that no one else was ever going to touch you again.\" He wrapped an arm around her from behind and laid his cheek against the softness of her dark wavy brown hair. \"No one, that is, except for me.\" She sat stunned into silence for several long moments and then she tore his arm away from her and bolted up off from the bed pulling the neglige up to cover her naked breasts.

\"Are you fucking insane, Mister?\" She cried as she turned outraged green eyes that were rapidly filling with tears to stare at his shocked face. \"I\'m a fucking whore for Gods sake. You can\'t possibly be serious . . . you just can\'t.\" And then to both of their horror, she burst into heart wrenching sobs.

\"Shimatta!\" He swore viciously under his breath, and grabbing his rumpled trousers, quickly yanked them on. After doing the fly and swiftly fastening the belt, he covered the space between himself and the stricken young woman in two long strides and pulled her deliberately into his arms. \"Stop it!\" He ordered in a gruff emotion filled voice as he cradled her head against his shoulder tenderly stroking her soft hair. \"Stop crying and listen to me, dammit. I know perfectly well WHAT you are, and I don\'t give a shit. Do you hear me?\" He grasped a handful of her hair and gently tugged her head back until her tear filled eyes were looking into his half angry, half frustrated glittering sapphires. \"Do you?\" He demanded again when she did not show any signs of answering him. \"I do not care what you WERE before today . . . before this moment. All I care about is what you are NOW, here in my arms. This beautiful, vibrant, passionate woman that has only to look at me to take my breath away. That is all I care about, Kazuio. The rest is bullshit and means absolutely nothing.\" He buried his face against her throat and crushed her body into the rigidness of his. \"All I want is you . . . That is all I have ever wanted from the first moment I laid eyes on you, Itoshi. Just you. Just you.\"

And Matika Kazuio began to cry again as she wound her arms tightly around the fair-haired man who held her so passionately. \"Then do not ever l-let g-go of me.\" She begged in a broken whisper of hope. \"On-negai.\"

\"I won\'t.\" He whispered back and pulled her even closer as he sought out her trembling mouth. \"My name is Alexander Whittman,\" He tenderly cupped her damp cheek and ran his thumb across her moist bottom lip. \"But you can call me Xander.\"

\"Xander,\" She breathed the name as if it were a prayer on her lips just before his parted them and silenced whatever else she might have said.

It really had turned out to be a good day after all.


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\"Sanosuke?\" The room was dark and smell slightly of alcohol and old sweat as Megumi closed the sho-ji quietly behind her. She wrinkled her nose in mild distaste and mentally made a note that she would have to come in here one of these first days and do some major cleaning. It was no wonder the man never asked her to come over to his place, it was a complete sty. Gingerly she stepped over piles of garbage and dirty linens until she reached the back room which was supposedly where the tall gangster slept, and then she carefully knocked on the fusuma and waited.

\"Sano?\" She called again when there was no answer. \"Sanosuke? Are you in there?\" She put her ear to the thin rice paper and waited hoping she would hear something, but there was not a single sound permeating through the door. \"I wonder,\" She thought for a moment, and then shrugged her thin shoulders and yanked the door wide open. What greeted her inquisitive brown eyes made her gasp and cover her shocked mouth with both hands. It was Sanosuke all right, but it was a Sanosuke she had never seen before. He was dead sober, dressed in clean clothes, and clean shaven and he was just setting there on the floor of his room doing absolutely nothing but staring at her like she was the last thing he had ever expected to see.

\"What do you want, Kitsune?\" He finally asked in a flat toneless voice. \"Can\'t you see, I\'m busy.\" He looked away and stared at nothing. Megumi felt a cold shiver snake up her spine as the distance between them seemed to suddenly triple.

\"I . . . ahhh, I was . . . ummmm . . .\"

\"Well, spit it out, Girl.\" He snarled nastily as he turned to glare angrily at her. \"I haven\'t got all day to set and listen to you stutter. What\'s on your mind?\"

\"I was worried about you.\" She spat in instinctive response to his rudeness.

\"That\'ll be the day.\" He humphed. \"Now tell me what you are really doing here, Megumi, because I know it\'s not ‘cause you\'re worried about me.\"

\"It is too, and yes I am.\" She stormed the rest of the way into the room until she was standing directly over him her hands angrily perched on her hips. \"No one has seen you for days, and WE were all beginning to wonder if maybe something had happened to you.\"

\"Oh really, well I should think THAT particular idea would make YOU happy.\"

\"Make me HAPPY? That is a rotten thing to say to me.\"

\"Is it?\"

\"Yes, it is. Why did you say that anyway?\"

\"It sure would solve a lot of your problems now, wouldn\'t it, if I was to go missing or something? No more stupid Sanosuke to go screwing up your perfect little life anymore, ehh Megumi? No more fucking stupid Sanosuke to go cating around at night and playing around with women he can\'t even remember being with or doing stuff he can\'t remember doing. Wouldn\'t that just make everybody\'s life so much better . . . ESPECIALLY MINE!\" He shouted as he finished and stood up making to leave the room.

\"Oh no you don\'t,\" She hissed as she reached out and grabbed the back of his white jacket. \"I\'m not through talking to you yet, Mister.\"

\"Well, maybe I am through talking to you, Miss Megumi. You ever think of that?\" He growled into her angry face. \"You ever think of anybody except yourself, Hachimitsu? Do you?\"

\"Yes I do!\" She growled back as she grabbed the front of his jacket and yanked him closer to her. \"I have been thinking about nothing but you for four bloody days . . . four days Sano . . . four days of worrying and wondering where the hell you are and if you are all right.\" Suddenly her bravado drained out of her and her voice became a tight choking sob. \"Does that sound like I\'ve been thinking about myself? Does it?\" And the tears she hated so much to show him began to spill down her smooth cheeks. \"God, I hate you for this.\" She whispered as she buried her face against his shoulder.

\"Then why did you bother to come looking for me?\" He asked in a weary voice as he lifted a hand to tenderly massage the back of her neck. \"Why didn\'t you just stay away?\"

\"Because,\" Her voice was small and muffled against his jacket.

\"Because why? Megumi?\"

\"Because . . . I missed you . . . and because I . . . I-I love you.\"

\"What about everything you said about that other woman? What about her?\"

\"I don\'t know, Sano. I don\'t know what to do about that, I really don\'t, but I do know I cannot keep going on like this without you.\"

\"But you still don\'t believe me, do you?\"

\"I don\'t know what to believe. I feel so confused and upset inside.\"

\"I understand . . . I guess. But you need to understand something too.\"

\"What is that?\" She asked and looked worriedly up into his serious face.

\"If you don\'t believe me, you will never trust me, Kitsune, and I can\'t live like that.\"

\"I know.\" She dropped her head so that her forehead rested against his chest. \"I know you can\'t, but Sano?\"

\"What Kitsune?\"

\"Do you still love me?\" She asked in a tremulous voice.

\"Yes.\"

\"Then I want to help you.\"

\"Help me? What the hell are you talking about, Megumi? Help me do what?\"

\"Find that woman.\"

Sanosuke pushed Megumi away from his so he could look into her face and make sure he had heard her right. \"You want to help me find HER? Are you losing your mind, Kitsune? What on earth has gotten into you to even think about something like that?\"

\"Something Ken-san said.\"

\"Kenshin? What did he say?\"

\"It does not really matter what he said, what matters is that he made me think about the possibility that not everything we see is the absolute truth.\"

\"What?\"

\"Sometimes our eyes play tricks on us and we don\'t always see what is really going on. We just see what it lookse ise is going on, not what is really going on.\"

\"You know. You almost made sense that time.\" Smiling gently, he reached out and pulled her back into his arms and held her close for the first time in days. It felt good. It felt very, very good.


Konnichiwa, my friends.
Until we meet again,
Kanzen Ne Tsuki