It’s quiet, Kaoru thought darkly as she stood on the engawa, scowling out at her freshly-weeded garden as it steamed under the unseasonably hot sun. A garden notable for a distinct absence of Kenshin. Too quiet.
No Kenshin near the laundry, though it was washed and hung to dry. No Kenshin adding a last artistic touch of tiny maple-leaf ears to the rabbit-shaped riceballs left for her breakfast. No Kenshin near the woodpile, shredding out the nerves he pretended he didn’t have on unsuspecting logs.
Her toes left the floor in a start; Kaoru touched down in a whirl that flourished her bokken at the smirking brat who’d taken advantage of her distraction. “Yahiko-chan…!”
The boy ducked, tried to snag a particularly tempting riceball, shook out a stinging hand after her bokken made sure she got to it first. “Is Kenshin up on the roof again?”
“Like you could tell,” Kaoru grumbled through a mouthful of rice and pickled plum, checking that inner sense of Kenshin and trying to get a where from it.
Calm. Quiet. Concealment.
Meaning he’d probably found somewhere out of the way to meditate, and was once again wrestling down nervous tension that had jumped to life the moment Instructor Sejanes hauled the cannon off, and only seemed to increase with each passing day. Where, though, she had no clue. He could be sitting right behind her; he could be halfway across Haven.
He’s probably not at Companion’s Field, though, Kaoru thought darkly. Megumi would have said something. Whatever Rolan had said to Sano, the scarred Companion had stuck to the Field ever since, avoiding them even when she and Megumi visited to speak to Talia; haunting the Field’s far corners, BeSpeaking no one, and in general acting about as friendly as a wild boar with a toothache. If Companions could cry, her beautiful Megumi would have been in tears.
As it was, her beautiful Megumi had come within inches of leaving bite-marks on various Palace grooms.
:They deserved it,: Megumi sulked.
:No they didn’t, and you know it,: Kaoru countered. :What is wrong with you? Why isn’t Sano here, with us?: And why, whenever she thought too hard about Kenshin and Karal, did she have this feeling of something blurred in her head?
A/N: If you think I really don’t like Rolan’s canon go-to solution for handling sticky situations, yes, yes you are right…