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Kuchisake-Onna
"Where do you wish to go, now?" The brown haired male asked, looking down at his date with a lascivious smirk on his face.
The dainty redhead frowned. "How about we just call it a night?" Although she really liked Izanagi, she didn't want her first time to be just a quick fuck.
Izanagi pouted, "But Akemi…"
"Please?" she asked, her hazel eyes misting slightly. She watched as Izanagi's golden brown eyes narrowed in defeat.
"Alright, come on. I'll walk you home."
A while later, Izanagi found himself walking back to his own home. It was dark, and cold. There was a slight mist flowing around the invisible road. Izanagi sunk his hands into the sleeves of his black haori. "Damn it all. I need to get a new girlfriend."
His head snapped up suddenly. His eyes widened a bit in surprise.
Where did she come from?
The woman stood before him, her ink black hair flowing down to her waist. She wore a long, white kimono. It had a little ripple affect patters, starting at her stomach and expanding up to her chest and the sleeves of the kimono. She wore a white surgical mask, covering her mouth. Her eyes though…they were such a gorgeous light blue color…they looked almost silver…
His jaw dropped and he watched as she walked closer. She was small, petite, but her body was anything but. He waited until she was only a step away from him, before he opened his mouth to say hello, but it was not to be.
"Watashi kirei?" (Am I pretty?) she whispered, her head tilted to the side adorably. Her glorious eyes pleaded for him to answer, and he swallowed with difficulty.
"Hai, mochiron." (Yes, of course.) He answered, his eyes locked on hers.
The woman tilted her head again, and she reached up, her slim pale hands coming up to remove the surgical mask from her mouth. He waited eagerly, hoping to receive a kiss from the beauty. What he saw though, made his suck in air in horror.
The mask slipped from her fingers, revealing a horribly disfigured smile. It was actually a scar, streching from ear-to-ear in a permanent grin. The woman smiled, her lips strecthing even further, "Even like this?" she asked.
The male fell backwards, his eyes wide in fright, "Iie!" he wailed. He watched as the small woman smirked, her hand raising to reveal a large pair of sissors. His eyes widened in fear, and the last thing he saw was the sharp oject heading towards his face.
Kagome rolled her eyes, her arm scrubing the floors of the dojo. Her hand dipped into the bucket of soap water, before she rubbed it along the floors.
"Get real."
"No, honestly! It was all over the news!"
"It can't be though, the Kuchisake Onna does not exist."
She snickered behind her cough mask. Her eyes watching the two gossping girls in amusement. She re-rolled the sleeves of her blue yukata up top her elbows so they wouldn't get wet.
Apparantly, they heard her. The tall black haired female glared in her direction.
"You don't believe in the legend, Kagome?"
She smirked, though it was unseen for her mouth was covered by the mask. Her silver-blue eyes glittering. "Of course, not. Who would? A woman who stalks college boys and men just to show them her distorded mouth? Piss Off."
The girl narrowed her dark eyes, "You know, she goes for disbelievers."
"No she doesn't," Kagome murmured, "She goes for stuck up bitches, like you, Kaoru."
The instructor of the dojo seethed angrilly. "Look, Kagome. I took you in because I see great potential in you, don't make me regret my decision!"
Kagome glared, "Forgive me, Kamiya-San." She sneered.
When Kaoru turned back to her friend, a redhead, Kagome's eyes narrowed in disgust.
'I could so easily kill her…the only reason why I don't is because-'
"How are you today, Miss Kagome?"
'Of him.'
She looked up, into the beautiful violet eyes of Kenshin Himura. The assasin Hitokiri Battosai. His long, red hair was in it's usual bind, keeping the locks away from his face. The light plum colored haori and the white hakama were his usual form of clothing. Her eyes traced the scar on his cheek.
"I am well, Kenshin. How are you?" she watched as he flashed her a gentle smile. She felt her heart speed up. Damn him, why did he make her feel so much?
"This one is fine, that he is." He replied.
She smiled up at him, "Good." She looked back down and continued to polish the floors of the dojo.
"You are still sick then?" he asked, taking note of the white mask covering her mouth.
"Hai, the cold won't go away," she coughed almost immdiately after she finished to prove her point.
"Can this one help in anyway?" he asked, looking around the dojo, seeing she had a lot to go.
"Iie, Iie…I've got it." Kagome smiled at him again, "Thank you."
Kenshin smiled back at her. His eyes watched her delicate pale hand rub circles onto the floor with the rag.
"Kenshin!"
The look of surpirse on his face was adorable. He stumbled forward, and her eyes widened. He was falling in her direction.
"Ow!"
He landed on top of her heavily, his body pinning her's to the dojo floors. She grunted slightly, and looked up, her eyes meeting his. She could feel his heartbeat, pounding against their chests. She licked her lips behind the mask, and looked down.
"Oro?" he murmured, tearing his eyes away from Kagome to look behind him. "Miss Kaoru?"
Kaoru frowned in annoyance, "You can get off her, now."
"Oro?" He blushed heavily once he realized he was still ontop of Kagome. Scrambling away from her, he sat back on his hands and began to apologize, "I am sorry, that I am!"
Kagome nodded, "Don't worry about it." She glanced at the bucket that had been knocked over due to the fall. She sighed, 'Damn It,'
"Did you need something, Miss Kaoru?" Kenshin asked, standing back to full height, still blushing slightly.
Koaru giggled nervously, "Actually, I wondered if you would accompany me to dinner, tonight?"
Kagome froze.
"Dinner?" Kenshin repeated, his head tilted.
'Please, say no.' Kagome thought, glancing up. Her heart fell when Keshin smiled politely.
"Hai, that I will."
Kaoru smiled prettily, "Arigato." She looked down, "I'm sorta embarassed, part of me wants to go to be with you…and the other wants you to protect me from the Kuchisake Onna."
Kenshin chuckled, "I will always protect you, that I shall." He told her, his voice soft.
Kagome clenched her fist. 'Why does this always happen to me?'
-Five Years Ago-
Kagome stuggled to keep her tears at bay. Her eyes looked to her boyfriend, to the gorgeous woman at his side.
"Listen, Kagome…I still want you…Kikyou will be my wife, but you can be my mistress, please?" The golden eyes begged for her to accpet, while cold brown eyes laughed at her position.
"No, no! I loved you! I gave my heart to you, Inuyasha…is, is this because I wouldn't sleep with you? The reason was because I wanted to marry first!" Kagome sobbed.
Inuyasha frowned, his handsome face darkening. "Damn it, Kagome. I am going to be your first, please…just smile and accept."
"Never," she replied angrilly, hurt beyond repair.
As she gathered her things and made her way to the door, her arm was suddenly snagged. The clawed hand gripped her arm tightly, and pulled her roughly back into the room.
"Oh, no, bitch. I gave you a choice, if you don't cooperate, I'll just have to make you as unwanted as I can! No one but me, will have you!"
As he neared his claws to her face, she struggled, but was stopped when cold hands gripped her arms. She looked behind her. Kikyou was grabbing onto her arms, smirking coldly.
"I'll make sure you always smile."
-Present-
Her eyes closed and she let loose a whimper.
"Kagome?"
She looked up and waved a hand careleslly, "I'm fine, Kenshin. I'm fine."
He frowned in concern, "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice expressing his worry.
Kagome nodded once more, "Hai…mochiron."
Kenshin walked hand in hand with Koaru. His mind was in turmoil. Why could he not stop thinking of Kagome? The way her silvery-blue eyes would shine wherenever he was near her, the way her body felt underneath his.
They had met the girl nearly three years ago. She had been wandering, her mouth hidden by a white mask. They later found out it was because of a sickness she had. She had no weapons on her person, but when she had been attacked a few feet away from them, they had watched her pick up a tree branch and weild off the attacker with amazing skill.
Kenshin approached her, inviting her to stay at the dojo, much to Kaoru's annoyance.
It had been so long…and he still knew so little about her.
"Kenshin?"
He looked down, his eyes widening in surprise when he saw Kaoru staring ahead of them with a look of utmost fear.
He turned his head to the front and nearly choked on his tongue.
The woman stood, her head tilted. Her silver-blue eyes stared directly into his. It captured his heart.
Kaoru squeezed his hand, "It…It's her, it's the Kuchisake Onna!"
Kenshin tensed. He didn't believe in the legend of the Kuchisake Onna, but he was beliveing it now.
They both watched as the woman calmy walked towards them. When she was close enough, she asked the question that everyone grew to fear, "Watashi Kirei?"
Kaoru's eyes began to water in fear. "H-Hai," she murmured, "Very pretty."
Kenshin watched asher hand came up to her mask.
That hand…those eyes…the mask.
Disbelief struck through his body and he couldn't help himself, "Kagome?"
The hand stopped immediately. The woman took a step back, her hand wavering and her eyes watering.
Kaoru swallowed, "Kagome? What do you mean, Kenshin?" Then it clicked.
The reason why Kagome didn't believe…why she wore the mask…those eyes.
"Kagome…You're the Kuchisake Onna!?"
They watched as the woman looked away, her eyes closing. "Hai." Kagome whispered.
Kaoru and Kenshin both stared in shock. Their heartbeats thudding painfully.
"Oh, Kagome…" Kenshin whispered sadly, watching her eyes overflow with the tears.
"You should understand Kenshin…You've killed before…You've been scarred as well." They watched as she pulled off the mask, revealing her mouth to them.
Kenshin swallowed, Kaoru looked away, her stomach churning.
Kagome stared desperatly into Kenshin's eyes. "You were a killer…I am one. Please…don't leave me." She begged.
As she stepped closer, Kaoru suddenly stepped back. "I-I'm leaving," she announced, turning on her heel and running towards the dojo.
Kagome watched her go with disinterest, before turning her eyes to a still shocked Kenshin.
"I…" he tried to speak. He couldn't.
Kagome frowned, her sad eyes looking towards the floor.
"Five years ago…the one I love betrayed me…he chose to be with another woman…only wanting my purity as his possesion. When I refused…he did this to me," she pointed to her mouth. "He said to me, "Who would want you now?" and abandoned me, thinking that he left me for dead. But I didn't die. I tried, instead to find healers, someone willing to fix my mouth…no one helped…no one cared. From then on my hate and anger got the best of me…I became the Kuchisake Onna…a creul title…but a fitting one. Then, I met you…and all those feelings I tried to foget…the feeling of being in love…came back to me," She traced the scar on her lips. "It seems Inuyasha was right."
He watched as she bent down, picking up the fallen mask.
"No one want's me…looking like this." She whispered brokenly.
As she turned, a hand gently gripped her arm. She stopped, her eyes confused as she stared up at him.
"Scar..or no scar…You are gorgeous." His lips decended upon her's. And her eyes widened in surprise, tears falling quicker. The tears melted against their mouths, and she gasped feeling the scar on her mouth begin to close. 'What is happening?'
Kenshin removed his lips, confused as well. He watched as the scar on her lips began to dissapear. Soon, it was gone completely, leaving behind beautiful, plump lips.
"What happened?" Kagome murmured, confused. Her hand came up to trace her lips, and her eyes widened. "It's gone."
"You found love…even though it was destined you wouldn't. That was what happened," Kenshin smiled.
Kagome smiled back, "I found love?"
Kenshin pulled her closer, "Hai."
ATTENTION!
THIS IS NOT THE END! THERE WILL BE A PART 2, WITH A LEMON IN IT!
I knew I would screw this up…this isn't at all how the story was going. About a week ago, my computer went berserk. I couldn't log on, and I was convinced my computer was hacked. On that laptop, was where I had this one-shot already written, with the lemon in tact.
Sadly, I still have not been able to use my laptop, therefor I'm using my sister's old computer. It sucks because I had to write this using only my notes and memory…I didn' do it right…
It came out horribly and I apologize dearly, Akikazu and the rest of the reviewers. I promise that as soon as I'm able to re-collect myself I'll post up part two with the lemon in it, and afterwards I'll do you a Matt/Kagome, Akikazu.
The legend of the Kuchisake Onna (The Slit-Mouth Woman.) is about a woman who was either the wife or the concubine of a samurai. When the samurai thought that the woman was cheating on him, he slashed her mouth from ear to ear, yelling "Who will think you are beautiful now?!"
I revised a lot of it, as you read. I turned it into Inyasha's jealousy rather than Kagome cheating. For the whole story of the Kuchisake Onna, you can look her op on Wikipedia.
Oh and here are some pictures of what she looked like:
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Bash me for this disgusting one-shot, please!