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She will make the rain stop.

Really?

That's not a good idea. It has to go somewhere.

Then someone else may cause it.

Could she move it, instead of stop it?

It will move on its own, I fear. Soon it will not come from me.

So, you're causing the rain right now? Why do you fear it moving?

Rain's a good thing.

Because it will fall until the last warrior is dead.

It can be, but I have brought too much. It has flooded too often.

Ohh. Okay.

Hm. Well, is there anywhere nearby that it hasn't rained in a while?

It has rained so much for so long, the land may never be free from the smell of blood.

Wait, it's raining blood?

Until I lay my sword at her feet.

The irises smell sweetest after the rain, I have heard it said.

I can only hope that it will not rain too much..

It could flood, but I would be content so long as you were only a beat away from my heart.

Even an iris can drown, if there is too much rain.

I will do all I can to prevent that.

I know that you will protect me.

I have never been so safe.

I will always protect you.

I don't believe I'll ever understand why you would wish to protect someone like me.

For the same reason that you would wish to stay my sword.

*gently* You are my happines, Kenshin.

He paused for some time before saying quietly, looking right at her.

And you are mine, Tomoe.

*she steps closer, and her head drops so that her forehead is resting on his shoulder, hands moving up to rest on his arms*