A/N: This actually my firstattempt in fanfictionafter a really long time soreviews with constructive criticsm and writing advide would be greatly appreciated and flames will be ignored. I actually based themain ploton a Korean TV series called Full House but I'm going to twist it a little to make it more original and to fit the characters more even though they may get OOC here.

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More Than Just His Tea Maker

Chapter One: Free Vacation and the Nightmare Seatmate!

A large cemented house stood a few miles from the city of Kyoto. It was twenty-four years old and had grown sturdier with its age. It had two floors and three bedrooms. Its backyard was spacious and was home to two cherry blossom trees, a wooden swing set and a picnic bench. The walls that surrounded the house were gray and made of cement and beside its front gate the morning sun shed its sunlight on the letters carved from brass that shown that the house was named Full House.

Inside the house, its only occupant, a petite twenty-two year old woman with large blue-green eyes and blue-black braided hair received a visit from her writing muse.

Misao was brushing her teeth when it hit her. The new story idea that would be her best! It was the perfect idea! She quickly spit out her toothpaste and rinsed her mouth and ran to her computer and turned it on.

"Hmm…" she mumbled as she waited for her computer to turn on and placed on her reading glasses. "How would I make them meet? A nice meeting in the train station would be nice. But how would he get interested in her?" she mused and tapped her fingers on the computer table and looked at the two picture frames that held the photos of her and her two best friends, Megumi and Sanosuke Sagara, a beautiful brunette with red lips and ivory skin and a tall man with dark brown spiky gravity-defying hair tied in a red bandanna. She smiled at the photo of her two friends who had always been with her from her first day of kindergarten, the day her parents both passed away and at the present. She knew they would give her their full support with her new story. She stood up and held her arms out and twirled around the room and recited a yet unwritten paragraph from her story.

"He quickly turned his head and glanced at her again and he suddenly felt bold and walked towards her. He felt that he wanted to know more about her more than the fact that she was a pretty face." She grinned. "That's it!" she exclaimed and wrote it on her notepad and started typing the story. After typing two paragraphs, she opened her windows and looked outside, enjoying the view of the cherry blossom trees that her house had.

She grinned. It was going to be a great day and her debut as a writer was going to arrive soon.

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Sanosuke Sagara was sitting on a green leather couch inside a hospital lounge, waiting for his wife Megumi. He placed his hands behind his back and bit on his fishbone and continued watching the basketball game on the lounge's television and hoped that his wife arrives with good news.

"Sano." A familiar voice came from behind his back. He turned around and saw Megumi and gave her a smile. She did not return it.

"Megumi, what did the doctor say?" he asked as he stood and kissed her on the cheek. She did not look very happy.

"S…Sano, I'm pregnant."

He frowned. He didn't understand why his wife seemed so unhappy about it. A baby was supposed to make them feel joyful not troubled. Hadn't she always wanted one? Maybe she thinks I don't want it? He grinned at her to show that he was enthusiastic about this event, but Megumi's pretty face remained long and grim.

"What'swrong?Youdon't seemhappy about this."

Megumi glared at him. "Idiot! You rooster head! You know that we're still buried in debts! How are we supposed to pay them? I'm still studying to be a nurse while your job at the bank isn't enough! We can't have a baby right now! How are we going to pay for the doctor's expenses and feed it?"

Sanosuke scratched his head. "You're right. What are we going to do?"

Megumi sighed. "I suppose I can find another part-time job to help pay for the doctor's fees. It's still expensive even if Dr. Genzai is giving us a discount."

"No, don't take another job! You're already having a hard time balancing your studies with your job right now. I'm sure we can find away." Sanosuke told her, trying to assure her and placed an arm around her shoulders. It didn't work. Megumi still had the glint of worry in her eye and was biting her nails furiously.

Sanosuke sighed and scanned the room until his eyes caught a poster plastered on the wall. It was an advertisement for a Win a Trip to Singapore contest.

"Wait Megumi, I think I have an idea."

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Aoshi's agent threw a folded tabloid in front of him, looking very displeased.

"Read it." He ordered.

Aoshi took of his sunglasses and unfolded the tabloid to the first page. He saw a candid photograph of him covering himself from the cameras of the reporters that tried to assault him after he left a building for an interview yesterday. Beside his photograph was one of a pretty actress named Tomoe and above their photos was a headline that read: Aoshi Shinomori Involved With Leading Lady?

He almost guffawed at the absurdity of it. He would never get involved with Tomoe and she with him. They barely even knew each other and only met after he accepted an offer to do a movie with her in Singapore. Where do these people get those ideas?

He looked up at his agent, who still looked displeased. He sighed. "Hannya, you know this isn't true. Kenshin's name should be here, not mine."

Hannya sighed and folded his arms below his chest. "You should stay out of intrigues."

He crumpled the tabloid and threw it to the trashcan beside him. "I can but I can't stop the reporters from making them."

Hannya nodded and took a seat in front of him. "You are right about that part. But I think we should view this as a sign of your rising popularity." He took out a pen and a notepad from his pocket. "I think we should start talking about your trip to Singapore to film your movie."

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Misao groaned when she heard the doorbell ring. She was already writing the scene where the main male and female characters finally meet and didn't want to be interrupted. She had been writing the story as she soon as she thought of the idea this morning and didn't even had the time to change out of her red striped pajamas or eat lunch. She grumbled as she headed out and opened the front door and unlocked the gate. "Who is it?" she asked as she opened it.

"It's us!" two familiar voices shouted enthusiastically. She pulled the gate open and was met by her two smiling best friends.

"Rooster head! Megumi-chan! What brings you here?"

They gave her equally wide grins. Sanosuke pushed her back to the house while Megumi followed.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing?" she asked Sanosuke as he pushed her inside and onto her couch.

"Well weasel girl, we have one heck of a surprise for you!" he told her cheerfully and sat down on the couch in front of her with Megumi.

"A surprise!" She grinned; she loved surprises! "What surprise?"

"Well, before that, Sano and I would just like to announce something to you." Megumi said and looked at Sanosuke, who nodded. She placed her right hand over her belly. "I'm pregnant." She announced.

Misao's eyes widened. "Really? That's wonderful! Congratulations!" she raced over to hug Megumi, who held out a hand to stop her.

"Wait, we want to tell you your big surprise first." She took out her handbag and took out an envelope and handed it to Misao who looked at it curiously.

"What is it?" she asked them.

"Open it first and you'll find out Weasel." Sanosuke said.

She opened it and her big eyes grew even larger as she saw the envelope's contents. It was a plane ticket to Singapore in a week!

"Y…you guys bought me a plane ticket? Are you two playing a trick on me?" she questioned them skeptically. She had known the couple since she was three and they were never this generous with her.

Megumi shook her head. "There was a raffle draw at the bank where Sano works for and he won the ticket and we decided to give it to you!"

Misao looked even more doubtful. "Oh, really, then why didn't guys use it then?" she retorted.

Sanosuke shrugged. "Megumi has a big test coming up and I can't afford to go to vacation with the new baby coming so we decided to give it to you."

Misao bit her lip. "I don't know. I don't have any shopping money and I can't leave this house alone."

"Don't worry about the expenses; it's all for free, from the hotel to the shopping expenses." Megumi said.

"And we can look after your house." Sanosuke added.

"I'm still not sure..."

"Come on Misao-chan, it's a once in a lifetime opportunity! You've never been on a plane before, right? You'll be having the time of your life! Megumi persuaded.

She sighed and took another look at the ticket. I'm still a little suspicious, but like they said, this is a rare opportunity and I might never get a chance like this again. She looked up at their smiling faces. I suppose I can trust them with the house too.

"Okay, I'll take it."

Sanosuke cheered and Megumi smiled happily. Misao raised her eyebrow at them.

"Why does it seem that you guys seem happier and more excited for this trip than I am?"

The two fell silent and Sanosuke avoided her eyes nervously. Megumi just smiled at her.

"Well, we just feel really happy that you are going to have a great experience of getting out of the country for the first time." Megumi said.

Misao smiled and hugged them tightly, careful not to hurt Megumi. She felt like the luckiest girl in the world to be blessed with such loyal and great friends.

Oh, the irony.

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Misao hugged both of her friends outside the airport before she entered. She smiled at them and wiped a tear out of Megumi's eye.

"Come on Megumi-chan, it's only going to be a few days." She comforted her.

Megumi nodded and hugged her again. "I guess my pregnancy is making me a little emotional." She released her. "Have fun."

Misao turned to Sanosuke, who looked a little distressed.

"Come on, Sano, don't tell me you're getting emotional too." She teased.

He glared at her. "Whatever Weasel girl, it's just hard to get use to life without someone makingnoisy weasel racket hanging around. Ouch!" he rubbed his arm after Misao punched him.

Misao gave them one last wave and grabbed her bags. She was just about to enter the airport when she heard Megumi running and calling after her. She dropped her bags and waited for Megumi.

"Misao-chan, here take this." Megumi took out Misao's hand and placed a wad of bills on her palm. "Sorry I haven't had them exchanged yet but I'm sure you can as soon as you arrive."

Misao pushed it away. "I don't need this Megumi. It's an all-expense paid trip right? I don't need to take it."

Megumi pushed it back to her, a pleading look on her eyes, which unnerved Misao a little. "Please take it Misao-chan. It never hurts to have some money with you."

Misao sighed and took it. "Alright." She said and kissed her friend on the cheek before she entered the airport. Megumi didn't move from and her place and was clutching her blouse tightly, the look of guilt apparent on her face. Sanosuke went to her and placed a hand on her shoulder and squeezed it.

"Don't worry Megitsune, you know Misao, she'll survive in a jungle alone and I'm sure she'll survive this."

Megumi bit her lip. "I just can't help feeling worried about her. What are we going to do when she's back? She's going to kill us."

Sanosuke sighed. "Well we've got a lot of time to prepare for that. Come on now, the man who's going to look at the house is meeting us in an hour."

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Misao settled comfortably by her window seat in the airplane. She gazed around the cabin, admiring its organization. She ran her across her armrest and enjoyed the smooth and soft cloth of the chair under her fingers. After she did that, she leaned forward and explored the seat pocket in front of her.

"Cool, free slippers!" she exclaimed and ripped the plastic open and slipped them on. She leaned back at the chair and took out a newspaper that a flight stewardess offered her earlier and flipped straight to the entertainment section. On the first page were photographs of two famous actors, Aoshi Shinomori and Tomoe Yukishiro. Her eyes widened as she read the article.

"He's involved with Tomoe! What the heck? They don't even look good together." She turned to the next page of the newspaper and snorted at the thought of the two actors dating. It was ridiculously funny.

"Here's your seat sir." A stewardess spoke beside her seat. A tall man wearing a white polo sat next to her. Misao folded her newspaper and turned to the left and caught a glimpse of her partner. Her eyes widened and she almost jumped in shock when she saw how her seatmate looked like. He had long jet-black hair with bangs that covered his blue eyes and a tanned well built but not muscular body. Misao knew him. He was everywhere, from the commercials and movies that she watched to the newspaper she was reading. She was seated next to Aoshi Shinomori.

She blinked and tapped him on the shoulder. He ignored her and she tapped harder and leaned forward to him.

"Excuse me, are you Aoshi Shinomori?" she asked.

"Aa."

"So you're going to visit Singapore too? Are you filming a movie there?"

"Aa." He grabbed his shades and placed them on and moved a little farther from Misao. She sniffed and leaned back on her seat and frowned as he snubbed her. Actors. They're always such bigheaded snobs. She pushed Aoshi out of her mind as she tried to sleep. She was sleeping lightly for about a few minutes already when she felt a force push her harder on her back. She felt the plane moving faster and faster and higher. She clutched Aoshi's arm tightly and started screaming, causing him to wake from his sleep.

"Eeee! We're going to crash! I'm going to die! You're going to die! We're all going to die!" she shrieked, not noticing the annoyed looks she received from the people around her.

"Excuse me, will you let me go Miss?" he requested as he tried to pull his arm from Misao's grasp.

"It doesn't matter! We're all going to die! Goodbye world!" she screeched, hysteria in her voice. She closed her eyes as she prepared for her death. She tightened her grasp on Aoshi's arm, her fingernails digging onto the flesh of his skin under his white polo. Aoshi continued to pull himself away from her gasp, not enjoying the pain she was causing his arm. To his discontent, she started sobbing onto his polo sleeve.

"I can't believe I'm going to die already! I'm not even a famous writer yet, I haven't seen Sano and Meg's baby or visit Europe or learnt proper Chinese or completed my manga collection," she blabbered on. "I've never seen a Bollywood film, climbed Mt. Fuji, gone skiing or bungee jumping, cosplayed, received a black belt in Karate, I never had a proper boyfriend or even had se…" Aoshi decided to interrupt her before she could reveal anything more that he was sure that he didn't want to know.

"We're just taking off and we're not going to die yet." He told her calmly, trying to keep annoyance from showing itself through his voice.

Misao opened her eyes and blinked. She narrowed her eyes and looked around carefully, trying to make sure that he was right. After inspecting her surroundings, she took a peek at the airplane window and saw that Aoshi was telling the truth. She breathed a sigh of relief.

"That was close. I can't believe I thought we were really dying." Then she gasped, her mouth shaping the letter "o". She looked at Aoshi, "Did I just have a near-death experience?" she asked him in awe.

Aoshi ignored her and picked his shades and placed it back on. He didn't enjoy wasting his time by answering questions of irritating and loud women.

Several minutes later a stewardess rolled a cart beside them and offered them packets of peanuts and coke. Aoshi refused them and requested for green tea instead while Misao accepted the food eagerly.

Misao tore her bag of peanuts eagerly and popped a few of them inside her mouth. She crunched and chewed them loudly, irritating Aoshi, who enjoyed silence. He gripped his cup of tea and controlled himself from giving into his desire of yelling at the woman beside him to chew her food quietly. He almost dropped his cup when she held out her bag of peanuts in front of him.

"Hey, crunch do you crunch want some crunch?" she asked, her mouth very full.

He shook his head and sipped his tea, when she nudged him.

"Hey can you throw peanuts in the air and catch them with your mouth?" she asked him eagerly. "I can!" she threw a peanut and caught it successfully. "Yatta! Did you see it? I can do it again!" she threw a peanut and this time it hit her on her forehead. She frowned.

"I guess I threw it the wrong way." She nudged Aoshi, who was trying to drink his tea in peace, to get his attention. "Look, I'll be able to do it again!" she threw another peanut and tilted her head and opened her mouth widely. She blinked when she didn't feel a peanut hit her mouth or any part of her face then heard a small splash to her left.

She turned to the direction of the splash and saw Aoshi staring at his teacup with a look of disgust on his face. She peered inside the half-finished cup of tea and saw a salty peanut swimming in it.

She gasped and started to apologize. "Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for the peanut to fall into your tea! You can get another one right?"

Aoshi sighed, feeling his patience almost wearing out.

"Aa."

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It was two and half hours later and both Aoshi and Misao were writing letters with the free stationery that the stewardess gave them. Misao leaned against her chair and tapped her pen against her cheek as she tried to think of what to write next to Sano and Megumi. She sneaked a peek at Aoshi's letter to get an idea of what to write and caught the words staying at Swissotel' the Stamford.

She leaned over his shoulder. "Oh, you're staying at the Swissotel' the Stamford too? So am I! Wow what a coincidence! How cool is that?"

Aoshi ignored her and pushed her away. He pulled in a deep breath and controlled himself not to slap the girl for being so nosy. He never liked it when people disturbed him.

Misao glared at him and sniffed. "Famous actors, they're always such arrogant snobs." She muttered to herself as she tucked the unfinished letter and pen inside her pocket, planning to finish it later.

A few minutes later, the pilot announced that they would be arriving in Singapore in thirty minutes. Misao felt the plane slowly descend and a nagging pain on her ears. She remembered Megumi telling her something about the change in altitude and pressure and its effects on people's ears.

She looked at Aoshi, who was scratching his right ear. She shook her head. Even actors weren't exempted from the pain. She tapped his shoulder to catch his attention. He turned to her in annoyance.

"What?" he asked impatiently.

"I see that you're experiencing a nagging pain in your ears. Don't worry it's just the air pressure but you can get rid of the pain by pinching her nose and blowing it and the pain you feel will just pop! Do it like this." She demonstrated it and blew her nose really hard then she sneezed, sneezed really badly. Green and gray mucus flew to Aoshi's polo sleeve, staining it badly.

"Oops."

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"So what do you think of the house Hannya-san?" Megumi asked the man in front of her outside Misao's Full House. Sanosuke was standing beside her, waiting eagerly for the man's decision.

"I think my client will take it. I want all the furniture out of the house by the end of this week." He said and took out a checkbook and wrote out a check and handed it to the couple. He lifted his hat at them and entered his car and left.

Sanosuke and Megumi's eyes widened at the amount that was written on the check and they both gave each other a high five then they looked up at the house and both bowed to it, looks of guilt on their faces.

"We're really sorry Weasel! We really are!" they both apologized to the house.

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A/N: What did you think? Can you suggest any titles? Because I'm npt sure that I really like this one.