Obsessed Much?

By Shin Sankai

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Misao had been trying her best to not lash out at Aoshi for being the cocky jerk that he was and so she had thought it best to leave. Now though, there he stood, eyes boring into her own and she didn't know what to do about it. Of course she could run him over, but that would mean going to prison and Misao had too much to do in her life…and the thought of being rampaged by upset fans for even injuring him the slightest didn't settle well with her either.

Winding down her window Misao leaned out of it so she could snappily voice,

"Move out of my way!"

"Not until you listen to me." Misao had been surprised by that comment but her blood was boiling already and she decided to voice her opinions.

"Listen to you? Why the hell should I? Do you have some sick fascination with watching me squirm under your cool gaze?"

"That's not…" Aoshi tried to speak, but Misao in her own ways was very intent on placing her point across, whether her mind agreed with her mouth or not.

"Or do you just love the attention knowing that whenever I'm near you I'll blush because I can automatically picture you naked."

"You picture me naked?" Aoshi asked a little caught off at the forthright comments and watched Misao blush even in the dull outdoor lighting of Kenshin's mansion.

"Argh, look what I'm trying to say is me, Makimachi Misao am a very laid back person and a total fan of yours, whereas as you, Shinomori Aoshi are every nice girls bad wet dream."

"You dream about me?" Misao felt like smacking her face into the stirring wheel of her busted up car as yet again her mouth ran away without consulting her mind first.

"Look, just go away and leave my already humiliated self alone!" By now Aoshi had moved to Misao's half wound down window and observed as she began muttering obscenities under her breath as well as winding up the window. Misao placed her car into reverse and decided to fully back out of Kenshin's driveway.

"Stupid Misao, totally stupid…" She muttered to herself before gasping at the sudden tap at her glass window. Darting her eyes she not only found half a hand stuck between the window and the top of her car door, but Aoshi skidding alongside the car because his hand was caught there! Instantly Misao wound down the window, watching Aoshi plummet to the concrete driveway with a thud and then she slammed on the brakes, her high beams shining on his collapsed form.

Jumping out of the car, Misao ran on bare feet, crushing the autumn leaves beneath her as she now kneeled next to the sitting up Aoshi.

"What the hell were you doing?" Misao fumed as she picked up Aoshi's hand to look at it.

"You wound the window up on my hand, I hardly think this is my fault." Aoshi sternly voiced and watched as Misao's fingers tentatively brushed over his dented and slightly purplish skin.

"I'm sorry…" Aoshi really hadn't been expecting such a tender apology and watched in slight shock as his "biggest fan" pressed a kiss to the outer palm of his hand as though the gesture would stop it from hurting.

"Wait, what the hell are we sitting here for. Get up, you need ice on that hand." With inner strength Misao didn't know she had…and the same went for Aoshi, she practically reefed him from the ground, placed his arm over her shoulder and directed him back towards Kenshin's home.

"Anyone would think I was fatally injured Misao." Aoshi had to pause after he spoke, silently liking the way the now frantic girl's name rolled from his lips.

"Those hands are precious!" Misao snapped unthinkingly again and gazed about the main entrance as she yelled out for help.

"What is all the fuss about?" Kenshin and the others had come out from the dining room, his maids having retired for the evening as he found Misao and Aoshi back inside his home.

"Ice Himura, Aoshi-sama needs ice now!" Misao had just forgotten how she spoke of Aoshi and darted into the double doorway kitchen with Kenshin to get some ice. Just as she was exiting with the calm redhead she heard Aoshi speak directly to Kaoru.

"Your friend is brutal." Misao without thinking instantly smacked Aoshi on the chest for that comment and then carefully took his hand and laid the ice over his bruised outer palm.

"Aww, they are getting along nicely." Kaoru voiced in a delusional sort of way.

"We aren't getting along." Misao rudely confirmed and watched her best friend pout at her.

"Well that's disappointing because Aoshi-san happens to be your partner at my wedding."

"Huh?" Misao intelligently voiced as she stood near the quiet Aoshi who was now taking all of this in as well.

"I asked Aoshi-san to be my best man and he accepted." Kenshin voiced with a sweet smile on his face.

"Oh…" Misao murmured, finally taking note that the best man and maid of honour where paired together at all weddings.

"Oh and Misao-chan…" Kaoru voiced getting the petite girls attention once more. "Dance classes start tomorrow evening, here in the ballroom at 7pm sharp, so you better be here." Misao watched as Kenshin, Kaoru, Megumi and Sano all left once again to head back into the dining room as though nothing had ever happened.

"We have to dance…as in together?"

"That is the general concept Misao." Aoshi voiced once more, not being able to help repeat her name.

"This is…a nightmare, a royal nightmare." Misao mumbled to herself.

"I thought I was your wet dream?" Aoshi couldn't help but huskily ask and flinched as Misao slammed the ice bag harder on his hand as she stormed out of Kenshin's mansion. She rushed to her car, which was still running and hopped inside. This time however, there was no interruptions from Aoshi and somewhere inside Misao, she felt a little saddened he hadn't come back out. Shaking her head of that Misao continued to reverse out and went on her way.

Oo Misao's Apartment oO

Misao sat on top of her unmade bed, dressed in tank top and underwear as she gazed down at a scrapbook she'd been writing in and collecting photographs of a certain someone since she was 16 years old.

"You aren't really a jerk are you?" Misao asked the ice green orbs on the hard cover of the book as she glided her fingers down one of the mysterious orbs. Sighing lightly because Misao knew there was no way in hell the scrapbook would answer her; she placed it back into its draw before turning off her lamp and fell asleep.

Oo Himura Residence – 9pm oO

Misao sat on the floor of the ballroom, bored out of her mind as she mechanically watched Kenshin and Kaoru glide around the room with Sano and Megumi following them. Kaoru had hired a professional teacher which happened to be an old friend of Kenshin's parents and yet here Misao was sitting on the floor and very much partnerless.

"You can join in Makimachi-san. You don't always need your partner for this." Misao bristled at the 'partner' remark since Aoshi hadn't even grown the balls to come at 7pm like she had.

Finally she stood up, rolling the sleeves of her ¾ length tank top up and wiped off the invisible specks of dust from her black slacks. Walking over to the two couples and the teacher, Misao stood beside them in a pair of sneakers and followed what Kaoru did as she pretended she had a partner guiding her around the floorboards.

"Question Kaoru-chan, why do the bridesmaids and groomsmen have to dance? And secondly where are Tae-san and her partner? Why are we the only ones to be tortured." Misao received a smack for that remark.

"Firstly when Kenshin and I are doing the bridal waltz, it is custom for the bridesmaids and groomsmen to join in with us. And Tae-san and Hiko-san already know how to waltz surprisingly enough, so they don't need to be here."

"Okay granted I accept those excuses, but the guests aren't looking at us, they are looking at you and Himura so I don't think us needing to learn professional waltz is essential."

"She does have a point." Sano replied and glanced at Megumi who was also nodding her head affirmatively.

"Yes she does, but this is Kaoru-san's night and if we have to professionally dance and look like lemon meringue's to make her happy then so be it."

"Megumi-san you liked the dresses!" Kaoru voiced in shock.

"I do, I was just trying to put my point across that is all."

"Fine, gang up on me if you must, but if I have to dance this boring crap again I'm entertaining myself along the way." The five people in the ballroom watched Misao skip merrily to a mahogany cabinet and pull the door open as she skimmed the alcoholic beverages inside. Picking a bottle of vodka Misao unscrewed the lid, took a long swig and was ready and raring to go.

"Can I borrow your rooster Megumi-san?" Sano walked over to an instantly chirpier Misao and began to waltz with her. He was surprised she'd caught on quickly, but instantly stopped when he felt Misao trying to take over.

"What?"

"I'm the man, in case you have forgotten Misao. I lead you remember?"

"Oh, well why can't I be the man?"

"And Aoshi the girl?" Megumi voiced as an after thought and the entire room erupted into laughter; well everyone laughed but Kenshin that is.

"Ah, Aoshi-san, you finally made it, I am glad." Everyone went stone quiet in the ballroom as they all turned to Aoshi standing at the double entrance doorway of the ballroom dressed in leather pants and grey button down shirt.

"So what have I missed, besides something about me being a girl." Nervous laughs could be heard before Sano let go of Misao and headed on over to Aoshi, winking at his employer as he walked past.

"She's alcoholically ready to go." Icy orbs stared over at the miffed Misao as she stood with hands on hips and glaring right at him.

"You're late… Did you randomly loose that 20,000 dollar watch on your wrist and forget the time or something?"

"Oh yeah, they get on real well." Sano sarcastically whispered to his wife.

"I made it didn't I?" Aoshi responded instantly and watched Misao make a 'tsk' noise as she walked past him and straight back to the cabinet that contained the alcohol.

"Should we leave to allow Aoshi-san time to catch up?" Kenshin voiced only to have his answer come straight from Aoshi and not their dance instructor.

"That won't be necessary." With long strides Aoshi made his way over to Misao, took the bottle of vodka from her hand, placed it into Kaoru's and dragged the short girl to the centre of the ballroom. Misao of course was not happy as she gazed up at Aoshi who was standing firm and in place, hands in position to bring Misao into his frame, which he did. Misao's petite body was now drawn instantly to Aoshi's firm one.

"We can begin, she is quiet now." Aoshi coolly remarked and the music was turned on and all eyes watched in surprise as Misao and Aoshi glided around the floor, their height not truly a problem. However, it wasn't all smooth sailing as Misao had stepped on Aoshi's feet misreading and mistiming his steps.

"Those lessons in high school are still logged into your memory Aoshi." Megumi commented as she watched her stepbrother let go of the dazed Misao as soon as the music ended.

"Misao-san you really do catch on quickly." Kenshin voiced in slight surprise as well.

"Your little fiance here forgets that I did dance in high school and university."

"Well you never told me it was waltz. I thought it was all the other dancing you perfected Misao-chan." Kaoru stuck her tongue out at Misao and then glanced at the others. "Would you all like drinks?" The ballroom seemed to clear out before Misao could even blink and the only people left was herself, Aoshi and Sano.

"What dancing was Kamiya-san referring to?" Aoshi questioned Misao and watched as she moved to stand behind him. He was about to turn around to face her, but instead his body stiffened when hands were pressed against his chest before being dragged slowly down towards his abdomen and stopping right at his waist. Misao glided her feet around Aoshi to face him as she shimmered her body down his, her chest touching his and moving further down while her fingernails grazed down Aoshi's thighs. She moved back up his body, rising to her height once more, but paused slightly as she came face to face with Aoshi's crotch. Quickly turning her back to Aoshi, Misao once more moved down his body again, back firmly pressed to his chest once more, only this time when she rose again, her butt was the first thing to come up and it pushed right into Aoshi's groan. Misao stole a glance over her left shoulder to find a stunned face, with lips parted and eyes a little wider then usual staring down at her.

"Stuff like that." Misao murmured before rising to her short height and humming softly as she left the ballroom. Aoshi finally snapped out of his daze of Misao and her little raunchy dance when Sano's hand landed firmly on his shoulder.

"Don't fall too hard Boss-man." Aoshi remained standing in the ballroom like a statue until he observed Kenshin walk inside to gaze around.

"What happened to Misao-san?"

"She probably left." Aoshi remarked as he finally got his body functioning properly again.

"That isn't good Aoshi-san, she was drinking before you even came this evening." Aoshi knew those words were directed straight at him as though Kenshin were telling him to hurry and find her. Aoshi was never one to take orders, but the thought of Misao lying on some curve injured and bloody did not settle well with him and he rushed out of Kenshin's mansion and found Misao starting her car. Once again Aoshi found himself standing in front of Misao's car.

"Do you want me to drag you with me again?" Misao voiced and watched as Aoshi moved to the side of her car again only this time he opened her door.

"Sadly no, now move over."

"Excuse me?" Misao had no time to do anything as Aoshi leaned into her vehicle, lifted her up as though she weighed nothing and deposited her into the passenger seat. "What do you think you are doing?"

"Kenshin's won't allow you to drive home drunk so I've been given the pleasure of being your chauffeur." Aoshi got into Misao's car, needing to adjust the seat and mirrors to accommodate his tall physique.

"Whatever…" Misao mumbled aloud, not having the energy to argue with the man. She instead slumped into the seat only to dart her head to the side when she felt warm breath against her cheek and nearly on accident kissed Aoshi as he had been leaning over to place on her seatbelt.

The ride was quiet and all was going well until Misao's purple beast started "bunny hopping" and spluttering before it completely died on the freeway. Luckily Aoshi had pulled it over to the side while it was still in "jerking" mode.

"You own a piece of junk." He remarked as he got out of the car and locked his door. Misao did the same only she had to kick her door because it never closed properly.

"I know…"

"So, do you want a taxi or do you feel like walking?"

"Lets walk…" Misao commented and stumbled ahead, the alcohol finally kicking in.

After a long moment of silence as the two of them walked side by side, Misao cleared her throat, while her arms were folded over her chest.

"Ah, sorry about earlier." She took a quick glance at Aoshi, the look on his face obviously meaning he didn't know what she was sorry for and so Misao had to embarrassingly elaborate. "Dancing like I did. I don't know what came over me."

"You mean it wasn't the vodka?" Aoshi couldn't help but question and watched the pink tinge grow redder in Misao's already flushed cheeks.

"Ah, yeah…"

"Its alright…" Aoshi voiced calmly and Misao looked over at him again, his strides shorter to keep in pace and line with her and his hands buried deep within the pockets of his leather pants. "It was unexpected for sure, but enjoyable nonetheless."

"This is so surreal." Misao remarked as she decided to skip ahead before stopping immediately in front of Aoshi, her glassy eyes gazing up at his passive face. "Hehe, Aoshi-sama is right in front of my very eyes, so freaking surreal." Misao giddily replied and then she fell forward and straight into Aoshi, her forehead connecting heavily into Aoshi's mid chest region.

"Are you alright?" Aoshi remarked, his hands having moved instantly to Misao's shoulders and he pulled her away from his body only to find…she was asleep! "Misao, where do you live?"

"Hmm, in an apartment." Misao sleepily mumbled as she slumped heavier into the tall man. It appeared dancing, drinking and a cool night walk was not a good mix for one Makimachi Misao.

"Terrific…" Aoshi sighed aloud as he picked up Misao, carrying her piggyback style and continued on walking down the freeway. "I guess my place isn't that far away." He spoke quietly to himself and couldn't believe he was walking on the freeway with an unconscious girl drooling on his grey shirt.

Oo Aoshi's House oO

Kicking the gate open Aoshi looked up to the two-storey house, which belonged to his grand parents on his mothers side. When his parents divorced his mother left Kyoto to return to live with her parents and work in the family flower shop. Aoshi remained in Kyoto with his father as he not only remarried and gained a stepmother, but also a stepsister as well. He finished high school in Kyoto and then moved to Tokyo to go to Toudai and watched over his dying mother. Before she did die he had sold up the family flower business and paid off the rest of the loan on the family house so he could one day live in it himself.

Aoshi hadn't spent a lot of time with his mother, she missing 6 vital years of his teenage life, but at least he got to see her smile one last time. He'd gone to her hospital room with guitar in hand and sung her what would be his farewell song to her that Aoshi had personally written in honour of his birth mother.

Opening his door and forgetting about his past, Aoshi walked down the hallway and placed Misao gently onto his leather couch, watching her snuggle into the backing of it as she mumbled things he couldn't understand.

"You sleep…like a baby." Aoshi muttered before he flipped on his larva lamp, turned off the main lounge room lights and disappeared.

Oo Hours Pass oO

Misao stretched as she awoke from a nice sleep and blinked her eyes open to see red blobs floating in clear liquid which were inside the larva lamp. Instantly she sat up, looking around the darkened place as her heart thumped alarmingly in her chest. It didn't take long for it to clam down slightly when Misao took note she was still dressed in all her clothing, minus her sneakers.

"Where the hell am I?" She muttered but stopped all thoughts when she heard sound coming from the ceiling above her. Gazing over the backing of the leather couch she'd woken from, Misao found a set of stairs leading to the second floor.

Needing to investigate, Misao moved up them on silent feet and followed the noise, which now sounded like a keyboard, down the hallway until she came upon an open door and peered around the corner. She was soon mesmerised as she stood in the doorway and looking right at Aoshi as he sat at the keyboard, his fingers moving fluently over the keys. He had a set of music notes in front of him but obviously played the tune a thousand times over as he didn't need to read it because his eyes were closed. Misao's heart was thumping loudly within her ears as he began to sing. It appeared that when Aoshi involved himself with his music he be lost in the moment and would have a delayed reaction as to whether someone was watching him. Halfway through his song, Aoshi finally broke off and darted his eyes to the doorway to see a stunned Misao standing there with mouth agape.

"You finally woke up." Aoshi stood then, Misao's eyes growing wider as her slow brain decided to only notice now that Aoshi was dressed in faded black jeans and nothing else. Her ocean orbs followed his movement as he picked up his black muscle shirt that had been draped over a battered green chair in the far corner of the room and placed it on.

"Oh, don't get dressed on my account." Misao tried to jokingly voice but it fell flat.

"I'll drive you home."

"No, don't do that. I can walk from here, once I get my bearings."

"My place is probably a 20 minute drive from the city, you live pretty close to it, so I can drop you off. I have an appointment at the studio anyway, so it's no big deal."

"Oh, well thanks…hey, how'd you know I lived in the city?" Misao voiced as she walked down the stairs with Aoshi in front of her.

"I rang Sagara and he did a background check on you for me."

"Oh…" Misao muttered as she placed on her sneakers and watched Aoshi do the same. He looked awfully casual…and really good that way too.

"Don't worry, he didn't delve too deep, except maybe that one time you were thrown in jail overnight for indecent exposure." Misao's eyes grew wide as she was ushered out of Aoshi's home and nearly fell down the three steps on her way to his garage at this sudden news.

"That wasn't my fault and Kaoru-chan was there as well. She can prove my innocence!"

"It was true?" Aoshi questioned as he turned to look at a beetroot red Misao. "I thought Sagara said that to get a rise out of me."

"A rise of what?" Misao voiced without thinking and the two of them fell quiet once more as Aoshi clicked the central locking button on his car keys as the BMW in his garage matched the one still at Kenshin's mansion.

The ride to Misao's apartment building was awkward; each stealing glances at the other and yet neither of them spoke a single word. When Aoshi finally pulled up at Misao's building he watched as she got out.

"Don't forget your car." He automatically voiced before driving off and leaving her on the sidewalk as soon as the door of his BMW was closed.

"Umm, thanks…" Misao spoke to herself and sighed as she walked into the building.

Oo Two Weeks Later oO

Misao was at the moment packing some of her belongings as she would be staying at a suite with Kaoru to help calm her down as tomorrow she would officially be known as Mrs Himura Kenshin.

Nothing much had happened to Misao over the past two weeks. She'd remembered to get her car, had it towed to a repair shop and though she had paid for that invoice the repair of her vehicle was ludicrous. Misao would have to wait until Kenshin and Kaoru paid her for doing some of the photography at their wedding before she could pay for it. It was official, Makimachi Misao was once again, flat broke.

The supposed dancing lessons she was to have for an entire week with Aoshi only ended up being that one day she'd thrust her butt into his groan. Aoshi had been tied up with releasing his latest single; Misao having heard half of it at waking in his home and he'd also had two photo shoots as well. Unfortunately for Misao, none of his photos had made it into posters as of yet.

Forgetting about Aoshi for the millionth time Misao grabbed her overnight bag and headed out the door, forgetting to turn off her bedroom light as she went.

She arrived at Suite 205 at one of the five star hotels in the centre of Tokyo and knocked lightly on the door. It wasn't long before Misao was greeted with a blubbering Kaoru.

"What happened to you?" Misao voiced as she walked inside and dumped her bag on the ground. Somehow through Kaoru's blubbering explanations, Misao worked out that this was Kaoru's last night of 'freedom'.

"Kaoru-chan, you've been in love with Himura for five years now. You finally got together after doing the run around thing for three years. Now you finally got engaged to him after a year and a half of dating and 6 months later you are now going to marry the man you love and wish to spend the rest of your life with."

"Oh Misao-chan, you're such a good friend!" Kaoru cried aloud and clung pathetically to the ocean blue eyed 21 year old as she wept on her shoulder.

Misao was in for a long night.

Oo The Next Day – Kenshin & Kaoru's Wedding oO

Miraculously everything was running smoothly, as Misao had been the first to get ready and only for the fact she needed to take photos of Kaoru getting ready. Pictures like, jewellery being placed on by Megumi and Tae and shoes being done up were taken. Kaoru's wedding dress was strapless and the bodice had delicate diamond beads hand sewn into it. They made a path down the front of her dress, which billowed out like the bridesmaid dresses and rested merely inches from the floor.

"Its time to place on your veil Kaoru." An elderly woman spoke, it being Kaoru's mother as she stood behind her daughter and clipped the cream veil in place. It also had diamond beads sewn on the bottom of it to match the dress perfectly. Misao instantly picked up her camera as mother and daughter shared a moment together and snapped a photo of it.

"Misao-chan could you take photos of Kenshin and the guys as they get ready as well."

"Aren't they at the mansion?"

"No, they are all staying in the East Wing of this hotel. Its Suite 105 alright?"

"Alright then, well ring the room number when you want me to come back so we can make our way to the temple alright?" Only taking her camera with her, Misao headed off, dressed in her pale yellow strapless gown with pearl coloured high heels. She was also wearing a small necklace with one single pearl on it and a pair of matching earrings. Megumi and Tae had the same jewellery as well. Her hair was of course placed into the French roll and it felt like she had a million pins sticking into her skull as well as the pearl hairpins decorating her blue-black hair.

Standing at Suite 105 in the East Wing Misao knocked on the door and was greeted by a smiling Sano who in fact hadn't even gotten dressed yet. Actually to Misao it looked like he'd only just woken up and yet he had a bottle of beer in his hand. Perhaps he hadn't even gone to sleep.

"Hey, the weasel girl is looking pretty good."

"You just wait till you see your wife Rooster." Misao affectionately called the spiky haired male as they shared a friendly kiss before Misao walked further into the room and closed the door.

"So where's the groom?"

"In Suite 106 with Hiko-san. Four guys aren't going to share the same Suite. It was hard enough for me to share with someone who isn't my Kitsune."

"106, but Kaoru-chan said to co…" Misao never did get any further as her eyes darted to a door that suddenly opened. It happened to belong to this Suite's bathroom and there before her wide blue eyes, lightly dusted with lemon and cream eye shadow was Aoshi fully dressed in a black suit. The shirt was crisp white and his suit jacket was firmly done up while a plain black tie hid the neck button from view.

Ocean and ice continually stared at each other, Aoshi not being able to help it when his eyes drifted up and down Misao's body, the top half of the dress hugging her slender curves. Sano watching this only smirked to himself, as he knew Aoshi would have to agree (even if it was only in his mind) that Misao looked pretty damn good.

Misao observed Aoshi move away from the bathroom and sit on the bed he had obviously occupied last night and placed his foot into the perfectly shiny black dress shoe. He was slightly bent over, foot raised on the coffee table in front of him while he tied up his shoelace.

"Aoshi-san?" Misao voiced in a tentative sort of way and watched Aoshi lift his head to look at her, damp bangs falling into his face and instantly she snapped a shot of him with her camera. He gave a frown in response after that unsuspecting photo and Misao just smiled over at him, her lips light pink in colour and glossed over.

"Hey, you have a door into the next Suite." Misao stated as she broke her eyes from the appealing Aoshi and walked over to knock on it. It opened to reveal Kenshin standing before her in a cream tuxedo. "Looking good Himura, time for photos! And get your butt ready Roosterhead!" Misao snapped her orders and watched Sano salute her before disappearing into the bathroom.

"Okay best man, groom your up first. Stand over here please." With camera up and looking through the lens Misao frowned as the two men stood like statues. "Oh for crying out loud, we aren't at a funeral you know." Misao stormed over and with hands out pushed the two men closer and placed Aoshi slightly behind the much shorter Kenshin.

"Misao-san…" Kenshin began but stopped at the seriousness in Misao's eyes. She really could jump from genki Misao to professional Misao without any warning.

"Try to relax, just a little Aoshi-san, Himura doesn't have rabies." Misao was glad when Kenshin laughed at that and instantly snapped a shot. "I suppose there is always one that has to look so serious." Misao voiced straight to Aoshi before watching Hiko walk into the room with three clear packets in his hands.

"Ah, the flowers!" Misao voiced as she took the two yellow rose buds (Hiko already had his on) and left the small lily in the older man's hand.

"Hiko-san could you attach the lily to Himura's pocket?" The long-haired 43-year-old wasn't fussed and did as Misao requested of him. He stood in front of the short redhead and pinned the lily to his tuxedo jacket. As this quick process was being done Misao snapped a photo of Himura and Hiko who was like a second father to him.

"Right all we need now is Roosterhead to hurry up and finish up." Misao voiced placing down her camera only to find that Aoshi had picked up one of the rose buds and was currently pinning it to his own jacket. "Wait, you're doing it croaked." Misao voiced to Aoshi and walked over and brushed his hands aside as she re-pinned the flower straight and perfect at his suit jacket pocket.

"Misao-san, look this way."

"Eh?" Misao turned to face Kenshin only to have her and Aoshi snapped in a photo by the smiling violet-eyed man.

"Kaoru would be most happy to have a shot of the two of you without the both of you arguing."

"Oh…" Misao sheepishly voiced before the bathroom door opened and out walked Sano, his tie not done up. "You are such a slob Roosterhead. Why Megumi-san married you I have no idea." Misao had moved over towards Sano and fixed his tie as though he were a little child and she his mother.

"Misao-san…?" Came the gentle voice of Kenshin and once again she was caught in another photo, this time Misao had been smiling as Sano threw his left arm around Misao's neck and pressed a kiss to her temple.

"Right, um, all four of you stand over there." Misao voiced as she pointed to the blue velvet curtains blocking the natural light from the room. She was trying to ignore the pointed stare Aoshi had been giving her during and after her photo with Sano.

Snapping a few more pictures, most with Sano mucking around and being over dramatic about the entire situation Misao was sharing a beer with the boys and toasted to Kenshin who smiled his thanks. The phone rang and Hiko handed it to Misao. On the other end had been Megumi telling her to high tail her butt down to reception as the white limousine was here to collect them and taking them the scenic route to the temple.

"Well you guys better get moving, the limousine is here for us." Misao walked to the door only to stop at Kenshin's gratitude.

"Thank you for looking after Kaoru."

"Eh, its no problem, what are friends for and besides shouldn't I say good luck because you've decided to look after her for the rest of your lives together?" Misao smiled as Kenshin lightly laughed at her joke. "Himura, she's beautiful and has been waiting for this day for 5 years."

"As have I Misao-san." Misao brightly smiled as she turned her eyes to the quiet Aoshi while Sano and Hiko decided to crack open another bottle of beer each.

"You get him safely to the temple or else I won't be your fan anymore." With that Misao left the Suite with a wink and darted for the lifts once more.

Oo At the Temple oO

"Oh god Misao, I'm so nervous!" Kaoru voiced as she began hyperventilating outside the temple.

"Ah, Kaoru breathe easy alright. Himura is a great guy and you want to marry him don't you?"

"Of course I do!"

"Then chill out, take a deep breath, start chanting Himura Kaoru in your head and everything will be fine."

"Misao-chan, Takani-san is walking down the aisle, you need to meet Shinomori-san at the top of the stairs right away." Kaoru's father voiced as he pat Kaoru's shoulder quietly telling her there was nothing to fear. With a last hug shared between the best friends, Misao left the side of the limousine and with dress clutched in her hands she made her way up the stairs.

In front of Misao's eyes stood Aoshi with his hands behind his back and looking oh so delicious in that suit. She couldn't help but smile up at him and then slowly walked towards him, her white and yellow rose buds bouquet clutched in her left hand as Aoshi silently placed his left arm out and Misao linked her right with it.

"You look good." Came three words Misao was not expecting to hear from the singer and she flushed lightly as their eyes locked not for the first time this day.

"Ah, thank you…" Misao whispered back and the two slowly made there way down the aisle, the temple filled with hundreds of guests and some whispering in surprise that Kenshin's 'prodigy' was actually in his wedding and still a part of his life even though Aoshi had broken away from Kenshin over two years ago.

As the ceremony moved forward, tears were spilled by parents and close friends as Misao too tried to hold it in. Her best friend which was like a sister to her was getting married, how could she not be emotional? Even Kaoru was emotional as she voiced her personal vows to Kenshin. As this was happening Misao couldn't help but glance over at Aoshi and flushed lightly when she found his green orbs gazing right at her, even if she couldn't read anything on his face. For the remainder of the ceremony Misao didn't look over at Aoshi for fear of all the blood rushing to her face and instead mechanically took Kaoru's bouquet as Kenshin lifted her veil and kissed her for the first time as man and wife.

There were a couple more prays for the newly married couple before all stood up and watched Mr and Mrs Himura Kenshin move down the aisle and out of the temple. Misao and Aoshi were the second to follow the newly weds out the doors. Once all the bridesmaid and groomsmen were out soap bubbles were blown on Kenshin and Kaoru as they walked down the stairs and straight into a limousine of there own. This would drive them to the Imperial Palace and parklands for photographs. Another limousine pulled up which Tae, Hiko, Megumi and Sano climbed inside. Misao was surprised when Aoshi's hand went to the small of her back to guide her quietly to the car as they too hopped inside and followed the first limousine.

Oo Imperial Palace and Parklands oO

Another professional photographer was snapping shots of Kaoru and Kenshin, but Misao too snapped shots of them as well. The newly weds stood amongst fallen autumn leaves staring lovingly into each others eyes while Kenshin brought up Kaoru's hands and pressed them against his lips. Misao instantly snapped a photo. It was so fresh, loving and natural, just the way Misao loved it. The other photographer with her insisted on the wedding couple posing, which was too fake for Misao's taste. Instead she tried snapping the wedded couple in there own little world.

"Misao-chan put your camera down, you need to be in these photos as well." Kaoru voiced and Misao packed away her camera and walked over to her beaming best friend. The men were sitting on the stairs of the Imperial Palace and Sae who was Tae's sister requested the females sit in front of their respected partners. Misao of course sat a little far from Aoshi, which got Kaoru whining and so she moved up several more steps and was now sitting between Aoshi's open legs, which all the other males were doing.

If it wasn't that embarrassing pose then it was either Misao having to sit in Aoshi's lap, cuddling with him (while he leaned against a maple tree) or looking down at him as she handed her bouquet to him. All the females stood in a diagonal line and had their bouquets out to "their" men staring silently up at them, on one knee. Misao of course couldn't help but blush lightly in each of the shots taken with her and Aoshi in close proximity of each other.

"Well I think its about time the nearly weds get to their reception."

"Alright booze!" Sano yelled happily since he didn't have to do anything more at the wedding and he walked back towards the waiting limousines with Megumi rolling her eyes. As Misao stood on the steps of the palace she watched the couples head off hand in hand. Perhaps there was something going on between Tae and Hiko like Kaoru speculated last night as they shared a bottle of wine together.

"Are you coming?" Misao snapped form her thoughts and looked down at Aoshi as he was on level ground looking up at her, his hand slightly raised, palm out waiting for her. With heart thumping happily in her rib cage Misao slowly placed her slender hand into Aoshi's and the both of them walked towards the limousine.

Perhaps Aoshi wasn't a jerk after all.

Oo Kenshin and Kaoru's Reception oO

As Misao was finally seated at her spot next to Kaoru's unoccupied seat at the bride and grooms table she watched everyone stand as Kenshin and Kaoru walked into the room with big smiles on their faces. There were of course cat calls, whistles and a few very loud "about time" from the back of the room.

The entertainment room, which seated around 400 guests was elegantly decorated by some of Kaoru's relatives who had gotten together to help her out. When one entered the room pale yellow outdoor pottery vases were filled to the brim with fresh lilies and greenery. As guests' weaved their way to their respected seats each table was decorated with a candle and yellow and white roses centrepiece. Each guest received a small gift bag in thanks for joining Kenshin and Kaoru on their wedding day. As for the bride and grooms table, situated at the front of the room so they could see everyone in the brightly-lit large ballroom was a centrepiece of lilies and greenery. At the end of the table on both sides were six balloons in soft pink and creamy white with a small weight holding them down. To the left of the table was a smaller table that held the 6-tiered wedding cake. Lemon ribbon decorated the cake, as did fresh lilies as well. On the last and smallest tier of the cake situated two gold rings, mimicking the ones Kenshin and Kaoru now wore. The finishing touch on the cake was several gold hearts on each tier. It was elegant just as Misao suspected.

The MC of the night happened to be a friend of Kenshin's father as he wished the couple a happy life and for everyone to enjoy themselves. It appeared the food would not be served for another half an hour, allowing people to mingle with those they hadn't seen in years and so Misao did just that, getting up from her seat and rushing onto the dance floor to hug one of the live band members.

"Well that didn't take her long." Kaoru had leaned over to voice to Megumi.

"Is Misao actually hugging her old flame?" This Aoshi had heard and he eyed the bubbly Misao chatting happily with a smiling man who was probably two years younger then him.

"You know Soujiro and Misao were always friends before they became an item, but things have changed now, their lives are different, but they still kept in contact with each other. I thought it would be a nice surprise for her to see him here."

"Well yes but…"

"Megumi-san she doesn't love him, she loves…" The conversation died there as maroon and blue stared pointedly at Aoshi who had his face turned away from them, he too busy ordering an alcoholic beverage to pay attention.

"Hiko, my man, want to share some sake with me?" Sano voiced and diverted his gaze from the narrowed look Megumi was giving him.

"It is tempting, but I prefer my very own bottle." The elder man sitting at the table voiced and placed in his order to the waiter, watching him nod and then walk off towards the "open" bar. All beer, wine, soft drink, juices and alcoholic beverages were being paid for after all.

"Sano, you behave yourself." Came the stern words from Megumi, which Kaoru laughed at as she held onto Kenshin's hand.

"Why not let him enjoy himself Megumi-san, this is after all only happening once."

"That it is." Kenshin agreed with Kaoru and pressed a kiss to her hand once more. A flash startled the both of them and they blinked at the smiling Misao.

"Hehe, get used to that happening, I want natural Himura and Kaoru."

"Misao you should sit down, the soup will be served soon."

"Hai, hai just let me glomp your dad first."

"Anyone would think the Weasel girl was the married one." Sano remarked and watched the others nod as they watched Kamiya-san give Misao a big bear hug.

"No, Misao said she's never getting married." Kaoru voiced as she watched Misao hug her mother. It was to be expected when Misao's family was no longer alive that she would attach herself to hers. They had known each other for years and no one could dislike Misao with her sweet and genki attitude.

"You mean unless it was to Aoshi." All eyes darted to Megumi as she sipped at her red wine.

"You realise I am sitting right here don't you?" Aoshi darkly voiced, not liking the fact that everyone seemed to know how much Misao liked him but him. Sure he'd only known her for maybe a week tops, but whenever he was around her she became subdued and yet here tonight at the wedding reception she was freely bouncing from table to table with a bright smile on her face.

"Oh relax brother we're only having fun so don't get all moody and broody with me."

"Ah, Megumi-san, please don't argue at my wedding reception."

"Fine, fine, rant has finished, now shall we eat?" Megumi beamed as she decided she would let loose just a little as well. The men chatted quietly while eating thick pumpkin soup, as did the women on the table. Misao however was still not back and Kaoru glanced up just in time to see her walking over with a tray in hand.

"Misao-chan, what are you doing?"

"Just grabbing our drinks, why?"

"You don't work here."

"I know, but I wanted to get them, here you go." Misao happily gave everyone there drinks and was about ready to saunter off again when Kaoru leaned over, nearly spilling her wine as she grasped the skirt of Misao's dress.

"Eh?"

"Sit…down…now." Kaoru voiced through clenched teeth and Misao pouted at her before moving around the table and sat down to eat her soup.

"You party pooper."

"You can celebrate after you complete your speech." All eyes turned to Misao as she 'eeped' lightly at the sudden news. "Don't tell me you forgot to write a speech?"

"Of course not Kaoru-chan, have some faith in me. Its just a little nerve racking to stand in front of 400 people and speak okay?" Misao beamed at Kaoru before speed eating her soup and then she began to rant in her mind over what to speak about since she was the maid of honour.

OoOoO

As the night drew on, it was getting closer to Misao's speech time. She was the first to do so after the father of the bride spoke and once more butterflies were swarming in her stomach. She needed air…and fast. Getting up from her seat Misao headed for the balcony and leaned on the railing over looking the Sumida-gawa.

"Stalking me again?" Misao gasped as she turned to look at Aoshi who had wandered over, cigarette between his lips.

"No, fretting actually." Misao mumbled back as she leaned her back against the railing and looked up at Aoshi. "So anyone asked for your autograph yet?"

"About 50 females." He murmured as he took in a drag of nicotine. "You know, you lied to me the other day."

"Excuse me?"

"If I distinctly recall you said if you were my fan, you'd be ripping my clothes off."

"Are you flirting with me?" Misao boldly questioned as she locked her gaze with cool green eyes.

"Distracting you actually."

"Eh?"

"Makimachi Misao get your butt in here, its time for your speech." Misao instantly stiffened as Tae had rushed out to collect her or more or less call her inside.

"Oh god, I'm going to faint."

"Relax…" Misao darted her eyes to Aoshi only to see he was standing much, much closer to her now, his head bending as he placed his mouth next to her ear, his warm breath fanning over her cool skin making her body tingle. "You care for Himura-san, so tell everyone in this very room your personal thoughts and feelings of her." Misao walked off, standing at the sliding door of the balcony, but quickly moved back over to Aoshi, her lips connecting with his for a few seconds.

"Uh, thanks." Dashing inside Misao bowed in apology to all the guests and a little annoyed Kaoru for the delay and headed straight to the microphone. Aoshi hadn't at all expected a 'thanks' like that as the touch of Misao's lips lingered against his own. He placed his finished cigarette in the ashtray and stood at the balcony doorway listening to Misao talk about 'a not so innocent' Kaoru and a few antics they got up to when she was still a single woman.

Laughs were heard and a few embarrassing blushes came from Kaoru at some of the stories. There were also some tears as well. Misao had finished her little speech with Kaoru finally finding her other half in Kenshin and how honoured she felt at being asked to be her maid of honour. Hugs were shared between Misao and Kaoru and then Misao and Kenshin.

"Thank you Misao-san for that most entertaining speech, I'm sure we won't forget it." The MC voiced and Aoshi entered the room, walking behind the bride and groom table as he placed his hand silently on Kenshin's shoulder as he made his way to the microphone.

"For all those that know Kenshin, you'll understand when I say he is one of the most honest and genuine people you'll ever meet. When no one else believes in you, he will. I've known him since I was 17, as most of you know." A few cat calls of "we love you Aoshi" could be heard from screaming and tipsy females down the back of the room. "Ah, thanks, but we are here for Kenshin and Kaoru." Aoshi reprimanded the obsessed girls down the back that had like 20 photos with him as he'd been simply walking past to order some drinks at the bar.

Everyone listened to Aoshi speak, Misao awestruck that Aoshi seemed uncomfortable in front of 400 people as well. Weird when he did concerts and photo shoots and had thousands of screaming fans.

"Lastly I would like everyone to raise their glasses and toast not only to the bride and groom, but to the bridesmaids as well. They look…very good this evening." Cat calls and hollers were heard, as Misao couldn't help but smile at Aoshi. He was quite a good public speaker where she fumbled over her made up speech while he had an A4 size sheet of notes to go on. Aoshi had been very prepared and Misao wasn't. It was official; they were total opposites for sure.

"Now ladies and gentlemen, the bride and groom will now take to the floor and share their first dance as man and wife." The MC voiced once more and Kenshin pulled out Kaoru's chair as he directed his beaming wife to the dance floor and bowed formerly before her and then guided her into his frame. A round of sighs and 'aw' broke through the entertainment room as Kenshin and Kaoru glided around the dance floor.

"Would the bridal party please join in." Misao watched Megumi, Sano, Hiko and Tae take to the floor, moving effortlessly around the dance floor with Kenshin and Kaoru. Darting her eyes away from the dance floor Misao felt a warm hand lay casually on her bare shoulder. Aoshi was standing before her, an unreadable mask on his face but it seemed he was intent on getting her up and onto the dance floor as well.

Misao had been floating on air as she moved around the floor with Aoshi holding her so close. She knew she was tipsy, having over indulged in the house wine being served this evening before she did her speech, but Aoshi with her, dancing in front of all these people was starting to make her feel delirious.

"Parents of the bride and groom please join in." The song changed to a much slower one and not a waltz either, as all those on the dance floor besides Aoshi and Misao drew even closer and began to shuffle.

"Might as well entertain everyone." Aoshi voiced and drew Misao into his arms again, profusely telling himself that this was for show and didn't affect him at all. Misao herself was currently pressed to Aoshi's chest, her head resting there and her arms firmly around his waist. She was dreaming for sure.

"May I cut in?" The little moment was ruined as the two drew instantly away to see a smiling Megumi. "I haven't danced with this statue since my wedding day. Do you mind Misao-san?"

"Of course not." Misao happily voiced and caught Sano from trying to sneak off back to his alcohol and dragged him back to the dance floor to dance with her.

"Anyone else who would like to join in, please do so." The MC voiced once more and this was Aoshi's cue to make a hasty retreat as several girls were walking towards himself and Megumi.

OoOoO

The night ran smoothly, Kaoru and Kenshin having left right after she threw her bouquet. All eligible girls, minus Misao since she wasn't into that crap had flocked to the dance floor as Kaoru was helped onto a chair, back turned to the flock of giggling women and threw her bouquet. One of Kaoru's cousins caught it and happily jumped about the place.

"Oi weasel girl, want to come party on more with us at the Casino?" Sano voiced, his arm looped over Megumi's shoulder.

"No thanks, I'm heading home. Kaoru's wedding is finally over so now I can get some proper sleep."

"Oi Boss-man, be gentlemanly and take the girl home ne?" Misao turned around to see Aoshi folding his jacket over his left arm and heading straight for them. Misao turned back around to see Megumi wink at her and watched her walk off with her rooster.

"Need a lift?"

"You have a car here?"

"Kenshin got one of his relatives to drive it here for me and I only had two drinks this evening."

"Sure, I'll take you up on that offer." The two walked out of the building and headed for the carpark, Misao shivering lightly at the cool breeze and looked surprised up at Aoshi when he unfolded his suit jacket and placed it over her shoulders.

"Err, thanks."

"I am a gentleman after all." Misao half-heartedly laughed and got into the passenger side, Aoshi having opened the door for her and then they were off on their way back to her place.

Oo Outside Misao's Apartment Building oO

"Do you want to come up?" Aoshi gazed over at Misao as she chewed on her bottom lip.

"This is a no parking zone."

"My parking space underground is free, my cars in the shop being repaired." Aoshi continued to look at Misao, watching as her eyes broke from his. "No pressure or anything, I thought I could get you some tea, in thanks for driving me home you know."

"Okay…" Aoshi turned the vehicle to head down to the parking lot and Misao punched in her security number to open the gates which closed automatically after a certain hour during the evening. Aoshi parked in Misao's empty space and followed the petite young woman towards the lift and up to her apartment.

Misao unlocked her front door and walked into the kitchen and lounge area with Aoshi following behind her, his eyes checking the place out.

"Make yourself at home, I'll get the tea started." Misao bounced around her kitchen, Aoshi eyeing her weirdly at how she had so much energy before he moved to her stereo and found it on and at a certain CD. Pressing play Aoshi's eyebrows furrowed as he listened to 'Dakishimeru Hoka ni Nani ga Dakirundarou' by Lucifer play through the speakers.

"Ah, I love this song!" Misao chirped as she placed down the teacups on her coffee table (waiting for the water to boil) and sat on her couch, her high heels gone instantly but she still remained in the pale yellow dress which was now hiked up around her knees.

"You do realise he is talking slightly about sex right?" Aoshi questioned Misao, having turned from the stereo to look back at her, big mistake for him as she was currently unpinning her hair as she sat cross legged and the top of the strapless dress falling slightly to reveal the top plumpness of her small but round breasts.

"Dah, he's got an awesome sensual voice which makes girls swoon."

"So you think Lucifer is sexy then?" Aoshi moved from the stereo and watched waves of blue-black hair fall around Misao, several strands framing her pretty face.

"Damn straight they are. Makoto is my favourite for sure. Those blue contacts make him look sooooooooo sex…" Misao breathed in quickly as she smelt Aoshi's musky scent too close to her. When she darted her eyes open they grew wide as Aoshi was leaning very close to her, one knee on her couch while most of his body was leant towards her own, his smouldering gaze burning into her soul.

"I'm not fake in the least bit…" Came the husky murmur from Aoshi.

"Re-Really…?" Misao gasped out as Aoshi's fingers caressed the side of her face.

"Care to find out?" Misao's breath was caught in her throat as nothing could be said as dry warm lips moulded over her own. Aoshi's heavier body leaned against hers, sending her deeper into her couch while her hands flicked through his soft strands of hair. A battle was waged and it was clear Aoshi was winning as he pulled away from Misao and listened to her moan of complaint.

"I'm sure your couch will not hold us, where is your room?" In Misao's fuzzy mind she pointed in the direction and Aoshi picked her up bridal style and carried her there while she attacked the skin at his neck, licking and biting his flesh to a rosy pink hue.

"Woah…" Aoshi murmured as he pushed the door open with his foot to see it illuminated in light and found a certain someone, himself, plastered all over the walls. Misao slide from his arms as he gazed at all his wallscrolls, posters, photographs and articles strewn about the room. "You really are my fan aren't you?"

"Don't get distracted!" Misao full on glomped the now surprised Aoshi as her hand went to his tie pulling it undone before she feverishly worked at his buttons on his white shirt, ripping some of them off in the process. Aoshi fell back onto Misao's double bed, eyes staring up at the ceiling as Misao de-clothed him before it was his turn to be a little less impatient and made Misao swoon many times as he de-clothed her out of the dress and matching lingerie set. She was putty in his hands as he leaned over her, body inbetween her legs as he gazed down at her flushed face while Misao's hands moved up and down his sides before locking behind his neck.

"Beautiful…" Aoshi murmured before his lips sealed over Misao's once more.

OoOoO

Misao yawned and stretched in her bed, her hands caressing a warm body next to hers and she instantly sat up to see Aoshi Shinomori still in her bed and still nakedly asleep against her. The quilt of her bed was over his lower half while he rested his head on his right arm and was facing her way.

"Oh my…" Misao muttered as she brushed her hand down Aoshi's arm, feeling the muscles contract and she instantly blushed. He was certainly very real.

Picking up the sheet on her bed, which had come lose in their passionate antics that carried on for hours last night, Misao slid to the carpet flooring of her room and remained there, trying to get everything together in her mind.

"Is something wrong?" Misao looked over her shoulder at Aoshi on her bed, eyes open and peering at her sitting on the floor wrapped securely in a purple bed sheet.

"This is so weird." Misao didn't have a single clue on what to say and 'thanks' at this point in time didn't seem appropriate even if one of her fantasy wishes had just come true. Instead she remained on the floor and peered into an opened draw and gazed at the scrapbook inside.

"I have to admit, it is strange to wake up and the first thing you notice is walls covered in yourself." Misao blushed at his words, she in her heavenly state of being with Aoshi had miraculously forgotten about all his merchandise displayed in her bedroom. She stiffened when she felt Aoshi's warm body move to sit behind her, his legs spread to accommodate her petite form once more.

"What is this, more fangirl material?" Aoshi questioned Misao as within her hands was her scrapbook titled "The Man behind the Eyes" by Makimachi Misao. The cover was of course a photo of Aoshi's eyes stuck on it and taking in a deep breath Misao turned to face the naked Aoshi and handed him the book.

"This was my first ever literature and photography book I ever started. I began it when I was 16 years old, when I first heard about you. I still haven't finished it, didn't know how to finish it since my image of you has now changed because…well because of last night really." Misao watched Aoshi sit back on her bed, the book covering his groan from her eyes as he flipped through it.

"This is…very in depth Misao." Aoshi rose his eyes from the pages to the blushing girl fidgeting on the floor of her room.

"Well yeah, I'm your fan remember, though I'm different then most as I decided to write my own book about the real Aoshi behind those ice green eyes."

"Why do you like me so much?" Aoshi voiced as Misao sat on the bed, her hand moving over the poster of him posing with just the leopard print sheet covering him.

"You mean besides how good you look naked and in leather?"

"I would hope your feelings went deeper then just looks Misao or else I completely misread the last few weeks and last night." Misao couldn't help but laugh as she now sat in front of him, resting on her knees while her left arm held onto the sheet.

"Actually the first thing I loved was the mysteries lying hidden within that gaze of yours. When I got this photo of you, I wanted to know you personally, behind the camera and not in front of it. Hmm, did I even say that right?" Misao laughed to herself only to snap her eyes open as Aoshi's lips fell over hers once more. Her eyes bore into his as her lips parted beneath his and then she pressed closer to Aoshi as he drew her into his embrace once more. Drawing her swollen lips from his Misao pressed her forehead to Aoshi's chest.

"Ah, I guess you kind of got what I said then…and liked it perhaps?" At the hint of the smirk on Aoshi's face when Misao finally rose her eyes to look at him, Misao drew away from his arms and sat on the floor again. She was fidgeting through a bag and Aoshi hadn't a clue what she was doing. Misao spied the oblivious hunk on her bed who was still sitting up in her bed, looking very sexy and slightly sleep deprived as he yawned, eyes closed and one hand scratching through his soft jet black bangs. A flash from behind his eyelids made Aoshi dart them open to look at Misao smiling at him, her camera in her hand.

"What was that for?"

"It's my very first Shinomori Aoshi photo for my book of you to be published."

"Who said I'd allow you to do a book on me?"

"Well no one has ever written a book on you and why can't I? I'm your biggest fan, I should have that right." Misao pouted at Aoshi before placing down her camera and pouncing on him, lying above him, as she pleaded down at him.

"Oh pleeeeeease Aoshi-sama won't you let your biggest fan write about the real you?" With eyes sparkling so bright and lips kissing his every now and then Aoshi sighed and glanced away from Misao only to stare at the poster of the extreme close up of his eyes.

"Fine…"

"Yattaa!" Misao happily professed and jumped off the bed. "This time I really will make you green tea." Misao voiced as she left the room, dressed only in her purple sheet and headed for her kitchen.

"You had no chance of resistance, you do realise that now don't you?" Aoshi murmured to his own picture as he sat up off the bed to collect his boxer briefs and trousers and placed them on.

Moving out of the personal shrine to himself Aoshi found Misao humming to a tune which he knew off by heart as one of his CD's was now playing in her stereo as she bopped around her small kitchen, covered only by a sheet and was making him tea. Aoshi watched Misao turn around and listened to her complain to him once more.

"You weren't suppose to get up, I was bringing you tea in bed."

"Misao, can I ask you a question?" She placed down the pot of tea, listening to the very serious way Aoshi spoke as he sat down on her couch with no shirt on.

"This must be serious." Misao confessed and moved over to stand at Aoshi's side making him look up at her.

"If something grew between us, do you think you could loose the fangirl material in your bedroom?" Misao mused over the very thought while inside she was jumping for joy, as Aoshi never regretted last night either. Without thinking Misao leapt into Aoshi's lap and locked her hands around his neck, making him gaze up at her, his ruffled long bangs falling away from his hypnotising eyes.

"Mm, don't think so, even if the real Aoshi is far better then all my merchandise I have purchased over the years of him."

"How much better?" Aoshi huskily questioned as his lips feathery touched Misao's and he watched her smirk as she cupped his face in her warm hands.

"Care to find out?" She mumbled back and observed, with her heart swelling as Aoshi smiled and then leaned over to press her into the couch, taking his chances with the couch and with them being together.

Oo Concluded oO

Author Notes: I wanted to leave it at an open ending, so everyone can have their own ideas on what will fair Misao and Aoshi in their relationship and travels together. So hopefully it was enjoyed and I'm sure this will be my last story for awhile so thanks to everyone for your support and hopefully I'll be back in a few months time.