A.N: Hi people. I'm hoping that I won't have to be dodging things right
now. I know I haven't really been updating a lot. I AM REALLY~ SORRY! CAT6
testing starts tomorrow so I'm starting this chapter right now. Well I
won't keep you waiting. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Once more with feeling. I WILL NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER~!!! Own Rurouni Kenshin.
Disclaimer for Silver Miko and Shin: Aoshi in leather/naked belongs to Silver Miko and Shin. They thought of it first so its theirs!
Shout out to...: KEITO-CHAN! TALK MORE ON AIM! PWEASE! (this is a personal ad for her) READ BAD FOR YOU! GARUNTEED LLOOOOOOOOOTS OF PEOPLE WILL ENJOY AOSHI AS THE BAD BOY. (drool)
Silver Miko: Mark is ALLL yours. I'm just happy with Tom. ^___^
AnimePerfect: You and me..too weird for words! Keep updating missie. Lots of people enjoy your work!
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"MISAO!"
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"Please don't do this!" Misao screamed at the man reaching for her legs.
She sobbed as she slapped away his hands and slid to one side of the car, farthest away from the monster.
"Don't make this harder than it is dear! You know you want me!" The grungy taxi driver yelled out in exasperation. (is that a word??)
For one fleeting moment, Misao forgot all fear and with sharp eyes she looked him up and down. From those crusty lips with little black beady eyes, to the dirty patched up sweatshirt and pants that were like 20 sizes too small for him??? HELL NO SHE DIDN'T WANT HIM!
"LOOK MISTER! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE ON, BUT LOOKING AT YOU MAKES ME WANT TO BARF!" Misao looked at him determinedly (gosh i do not know how to spell...). But all angry feelings seemed to dissappear once she saw the sick smile creep across his face.
"Little koneko..I believe you forgot all too soon that I have the upperhand in this situation." The taxi driver suddenly lunged for her skirt, destroying the zipper that held it together. Misao's skirt was down to her mid thighs when she was afraid...for that one time..she was so afraid.
Everything seemed to be spinning, as she got dizzier and dizzier. She finally snapped out of it when a sudden movement from the door seemed to cause her to fall onto the ground.
"Misao!" Aoshi yelled when he saw her fall onto the ground. He hoped that nothing had happened to her when he saw that her skirt was almost falling to her knees...
Misao was practically half conscious when Aoshi dragged away from the car and into a standing up position. With her arm around his shoulders he supported her all the way from the cab to his BMW. (sorry. not really big on cars)
Opening the passenger door with his spare arm he slid Misao in and closed the door.
The gentleness he handled Misao with was gone. His green grey eyes held a fire that was never seen before.
Aoshi ran-walked over to the cab. Miraculously, the taxi driver had not driven away, too shocked at the actions of the unknown man.
Aoshi went to the driver's door and knocked on the glass window. When the cab driver fearlessly opened the door he was welcomed with the welcoming commitee alright.
Welcoming Commitee of FIVE FINGERS IN A FIST!
Luckily, Aoshi wasn't those rich people that just sat around all day, he worked out. Thanks to that, that one punch had knocked the cab driver out.
Aoshi whipped out his cellphone and called the authorities. "yes. Attempted Rape. Sakura Lane.." The conversation ended there.
When Aoshi made it into the car, he was surprised. The feisty employee that he knew..wasn't there. Misao was shivering from cold and fear. Her eyes were full of tears, most of them meeting their mark on her jacket.
Tear stains adorned her white jacket.
"Misao..I'm sorry." Aoshi reached over to comfort her. For the second time this night, he was surprised.
She slapped his hand away and leaned even closer to the window.
"Don't touch me!" Misao yelled at him as tears flowed down her face.
Aoshi realized in what traumatized state she was in and just quietly started the car, revved up the engine and drove off just as the sun began to rise.
They were on the road..not another vehicle for miles. Aoshi looked over to his guest. Misao still had trails of tears going down her face, but now she was asleep with her head against the window.
A huge mansion loomed up from the shadows. They had made it to the Shinomori Estate.
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Aoshi stepped onto the driveway. When he went around to look at his employee, she looked so content..yet disturbed. She mumbled nothings to herself.
He gently carried her out of the car and closed the car door with a foot. Aoshi walked to the front door of his "house" and patiently waited for his butler Norman to come answer. (hahahhaaha. From Big O)
A groggy looking old man in his pajamas came to answer the door. Apparently "Master" Aoshi had awaken him. (DUR! ITS LIKE 4 IN THE MORNING!)
"Master Aoshi! Good Heavens! Where were you?" Then his eyes wandered down to the small figure his master held in his hands.
Norman raised his eyebrow at the small beauty in his master's arms.
"Ugh. Don't get any ideas Norman." Aoshi couldn't help but giving one of his gentler looks to his butler.
He carried her in, past Norman and up the stairs to one of the lavishly furnished rooms, his mother's.
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He placed her on top of dark blue silk sheets that sharply contrasted with her pale skin. Aoshi was just about ready to leave when his eyes fell across her form.
Starting from her feet, his eyes traveled upward towards her face. Although he wouldn't admit it to anyone else, his green grey orbs lingered in a few spots as well. ^_____~ (muhahahahahahahahahahahaha~)
Eyes stopped on her face. There were still tear trails running down her face. Otherwise, she was undoubtly beautiful.
Her small face had delicately placed eyes, nose, and mouth. The eyes, were the windows to her feelings. ( I know corny. Deal.) Any person could see how she was feeling by looking at her eyes.
Even though the bluish green of her eyes didn't show, the long, delicate black lashed fell lightly on her cheeks, slightly flushed from all the commotion today.
Her nose was not too short, not too long. It was cute, kind of like a button nose. ^__^ Aoshi's roaming eyes finally came to rest on her rosebud lips. They were red and glistening. And my gosh, Aoshi had just gotten the urge to kiss her.
'Get a grip on yourself!' He mentally screamed to himself, but her red lips..they were distracting. It was the sudden heave of breath from Misao that made him reason with himself.
'She's not awake. A little peck won't hurt.' His conscience seemed to convince him and so..he slowly lowered himself to her lips.
Each second passing by took him closer and closer to his target. Closer and closer..
He was probably an inch away from kissing her when, Norman quietly knocked on the door.
"Master Aoshi. Master Aoshi? Please go to sleep. I'll get Suki to get her changed into comfortable clothes." Aoshi looked back at the angel sleeping beside him.
Reluctantly, he got up and walked out of the door to his room. He slightly chuckled as he said ," Good morning Norman."
Realizing what he did, Aoshi quickly shut the door and got dressed into sweat pants and nothing else. (HELL YES!)
Lying in his bed, he kept asking himself. 'Makimachi Misao. You're awaking too many feelings inside of me. That's not good..not good at all.' Aoshi quickly fell into a deep slumber.
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"Ugh...Er..What time is it?" Misao rolled around on the bed. To her surprised, the sheets were a hell of a lot better than her regular ones and the bed seemed a lot bigger.
Opening up her eyes, she saw another woman in the room, sitting on the couch, but asleep. The room was decorated in shades of blue. From what seemed like velvet curtains, to light blue cloth chairs, this sure as HELL was not her room.
"FUCK...." Misao sat up, startling the lady in a blue and pink uniform on the couch. The lady smiled at her and walked over to open the massive curtains.
Misao squinted at the sudden stream of light flowing into the bed room. "Morning Misao-san. You are currently the guest of Shinomori Aoshi."
Misao heard her boss's name and did a faceplant right into the big bed with REALLY SOFT BLANKETS AND...'AGH! Stop that!' Misao forced herself to think of the reason that she was at her boss's house.
All happenings from the night before rushed into her mind at one time. The lecherous man that almost raped her, the club, the dancing, the hateful words...and Aoshi saving her. Her eyes widened in realization. 'He saved me...'
"Miss! Where is ice- I mean Aoshi-san?" MIsao hastened out of the strange bed and went to the door.
"The room down the hall to the left Misao-san." Suki smiled at the adorable girl and went to tidy up the bed.
Misao bowed and thanked her as she went out of the room. As she went down the hall she yelled out, " And its just Misao!" Suki chuckled at the genki girl that her master had managed to find.
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"Ao-" Misao walked in to find Aoshi still in his king-sized bed, sleeping like a little baby. Misao's eyes wandered across his exposed BARE (*drool*) chest. Light breathing carrying his chest up and down. Misao's fingers itched to feel the broad expanse of skin, to caress it...
"You going to just stare at me all morning?" Aoshi got up and yawned, stretching his arms upward. Misao's expression turned not-so-nice at that comment.
'Still the ice block bastard...' Misao growled at him and rolled her eyes. She walked out of the room with her back to Aoshi. "See ya bastard. I need to go back to my apartment."
"Wait Misao!" Misao whirled around to face Aoshi. He scratched his head as he asked her. "Would you like to stay for breakfast?"
Despite the events the night before, she found herself smiling all too soon. She gave him a genuine smile as she answered.
"Yes."
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A/N: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's all you get. ^__^ No seriously. Don't hit me! I have testing..so peace out people! Ja~
~Sofa-chan
Disclaimer: Once more with feeling. I WILL NEVER EVER EVER EVER EVER~!!! Own Rurouni Kenshin.
Disclaimer for Silver Miko and Shin: Aoshi in leather/naked belongs to Silver Miko and Shin. They thought of it first so its theirs!
Shout out to...: KEITO-CHAN! TALK MORE ON AIM! PWEASE! (this is a personal ad for her) READ BAD FOR YOU! GARUNTEED LLOOOOOOOOOTS OF PEOPLE WILL ENJOY AOSHI AS THE BAD BOY. (drool)
Silver Miko: Mark is ALLL yours. I'm just happy with Tom. ^___^
AnimePerfect: You and me..too weird for words! Keep updating missie. Lots of people enjoy your work!
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"MISAO!"
_____________________________________
"Please don't do this!" Misao screamed at the man reaching for her legs.
She sobbed as she slapped away his hands and slid to one side of the car, farthest away from the monster.
"Don't make this harder than it is dear! You know you want me!" The grungy taxi driver yelled out in exasperation. (is that a word??)
For one fleeting moment, Misao forgot all fear and with sharp eyes she looked him up and down. From those crusty lips with little black beady eyes, to the dirty patched up sweatshirt and pants that were like 20 sizes too small for him??? HELL NO SHE DIDN'T WANT HIM!
"LOOK MISTER! I DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK YOU ARE ON, BUT LOOKING AT YOU MAKES ME WANT TO BARF!" Misao looked at him determinedly (gosh i do not know how to spell...). But all angry feelings seemed to dissappear once she saw the sick smile creep across his face.
"Little koneko..I believe you forgot all too soon that I have the upperhand in this situation." The taxi driver suddenly lunged for her skirt, destroying the zipper that held it together. Misao's skirt was down to her mid thighs when she was afraid...for that one time..she was so afraid.
Everything seemed to be spinning, as she got dizzier and dizzier. She finally snapped out of it when a sudden movement from the door seemed to cause her to fall onto the ground.
"Misao!" Aoshi yelled when he saw her fall onto the ground. He hoped that nothing had happened to her when he saw that her skirt was almost falling to her knees...
Misao was practically half conscious when Aoshi dragged away from the car and into a standing up position. With her arm around his shoulders he supported her all the way from the cab to his BMW. (sorry. not really big on cars)
Opening the passenger door with his spare arm he slid Misao in and closed the door.
The gentleness he handled Misao with was gone. His green grey eyes held a fire that was never seen before.
Aoshi ran-walked over to the cab. Miraculously, the taxi driver had not driven away, too shocked at the actions of the unknown man.
Aoshi went to the driver's door and knocked on the glass window. When the cab driver fearlessly opened the door he was welcomed with the welcoming commitee alright.
Welcoming Commitee of FIVE FINGERS IN A FIST!
Luckily, Aoshi wasn't those rich people that just sat around all day, he worked out. Thanks to that, that one punch had knocked the cab driver out.
Aoshi whipped out his cellphone and called the authorities. "yes. Attempted Rape. Sakura Lane.." The conversation ended there.
When Aoshi made it into the car, he was surprised. The feisty employee that he knew..wasn't there. Misao was shivering from cold and fear. Her eyes were full of tears, most of them meeting their mark on her jacket.
Tear stains adorned her white jacket.
"Misao..I'm sorry." Aoshi reached over to comfort her. For the second time this night, he was surprised.
She slapped his hand away and leaned even closer to the window.
"Don't touch me!" Misao yelled at him as tears flowed down her face.
Aoshi realized in what traumatized state she was in and just quietly started the car, revved up the engine and drove off just as the sun began to rise.
They were on the road..not another vehicle for miles. Aoshi looked over to his guest. Misao still had trails of tears going down her face, but now she was asleep with her head against the window.
A huge mansion loomed up from the shadows. They had made it to the Shinomori Estate.
____________________________________________
Aoshi stepped onto the driveway. When he went around to look at his employee, she looked so content..yet disturbed. She mumbled nothings to herself.
He gently carried her out of the car and closed the car door with a foot. Aoshi walked to the front door of his "house" and patiently waited for his butler Norman to come answer. (hahahhaaha. From Big O)
A groggy looking old man in his pajamas came to answer the door. Apparently "Master" Aoshi had awaken him. (DUR! ITS LIKE 4 IN THE MORNING!)
"Master Aoshi! Good Heavens! Where were you?" Then his eyes wandered down to the small figure his master held in his hands.
Norman raised his eyebrow at the small beauty in his master's arms.
"Ugh. Don't get any ideas Norman." Aoshi couldn't help but giving one of his gentler looks to his butler.
He carried her in, past Norman and up the stairs to one of the lavishly furnished rooms, his mother's.
________________________________________________
He placed her on top of dark blue silk sheets that sharply contrasted with her pale skin. Aoshi was just about ready to leave when his eyes fell across her form.
Starting from her feet, his eyes traveled upward towards her face. Although he wouldn't admit it to anyone else, his green grey orbs lingered in a few spots as well. ^_____~ (muhahahahahahahahahahahaha~)
Eyes stopped on her face. There were still tear trails running down her face. Otherwise, she was undoubtly beautiful.
Her small face had delicately placed eyes, nose, and mouth. The eyes, were the windows to her feelings. ( I know corny. Deal.) Any person could see how she was feeling by looking at her eyes.
Even though the bluish green of her eyes didn't show, the long, delicate black lashed fell lightly on her cheeks, slightly flushed from all the commotion today.
Her nose was not too short, not too long. It was cute, kind of like a button nose. ^__^ Aoshi's roaming eyes finally came to rest on her rosebud lips. They were red and glistening. And my gosh, Aoshi had just gotten the urge to kiss her.
'Get a grip on yourself!' He mentally screamed to himself, but her red lips..they were distracting. It was the sudden heave of breath from Misao that made him reason with himself.
'She's not awake. A little peck won't hurt.' His conscience seemed to convince him and so..he slowly lowered himself to her lips.
Each second passing by took him closer and closer to his target. Closer and closer..
He was probably an inch away from kissing her when, Norman quietly knocked on the door.
"Master Aoshi. Master Aoshi? Please go to sleep. I'll get Suki to get her changed into comfortable clothes." Aoshi looked back at the angel sleeping beside him.
Reluctantly, he got up and walked out of the door to his room. He slightly chuckled as he said ," Good morning Norman."
Realizing what he did, Aoshi quickly shut the door and got dressed into sweat pants and nothing else. (HELL YES!)
Lying in his bed, he kept asking himself. 'Makimachi Misao. You're awaking too many feelings inside of me. That's not good..not good at all.' Aoshi quickly fell into a deep slumber.
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"Ugh...Er..What time is it?" Misao rolled around on the bed. To her surprised, the sheets were a hell of a lot better than her regular ones and the bed seemed a lot bigger.
Opening up her eyes, she saw another woman in the room, sitting on the couch, but asleep. The room was decorated in shades of blue. From what seemed like velvet curtains, to light blue cloth chairs, this sure as HELL was not her room.
"FUCK...." Misao sat up, startling the lady in a blue and pink uniform on the couch. The lady smiled at her and walked over to open the massive curtains.
Misao squinted at the sudden stream of light flowing into the bed room. "Morning Misao-san. You are currently the guest of Shinomori Aoshi."
Misao heard her boss's name and did a faceplant right into the big bed with REALLY SOFT BLANKETS AND...'AGH! Stop that!' Misao forced herself to think of the reason that she was at her boss's house.
All happenings from the night before rushed into her mind at one time. The lecherous man that almost raped her, the club, the dancing, the hateful words...and Aoshi saving her. Her eyes widened in realization. 'He saved me...'
"Miss! Where is ice- I mean Aoshi-san?" MIsao hastened out of the strange bed and went to the door.
"The room down the hall to the left Misao-san." Suki smiled at the adorable girl and went to tidy up the bed.
Misao bowed and thanked her as she went out of the room. As she went down the hall she yelled out, " And its just Misao!" Suki chuckled at the genki girl that her master had managed to find.
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"Ao-" Misao walked in to find Aoshi still in his king-sized bed, sleeping like a little baby. Misao's eyes wandered across his exposed BARE (*drool*) chest. Light breathing carrying his chest up and down. Misao's fingers itched to feel the broad expanse of skin, to caress it...
"You going to just stare at me all morning?" Aoshi got up and yawned, stretching his arms upward. Misao's expression turned not-so-nice at that comment.
'Still the ice block bastard...' Misao growled at him and rolled her eyes. She walked out of the room with her back to Aoshi. "See ya bastard. I need to go back to my apartment."
"Wait Misao!" Misao whirled around to face Aoshi. He scratched his head as he asked her. "Would you like to stay for breakfast?"
Despite the events the night before, she found herself smiling all too soon. She gave him a genuine smile as she answered.
"Yes."
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A/N: AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! That's all you get. ^__^ No seriously. Don't hit me! I have testing..so peace out people! Ja~
~Sofa-chan