Title: Magic

Pairing: Misao X Aoshi

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters ::sighing:: So don't sue me?

Note: ::sweatdrop:: It's really short, but please C&C?

Chapter 1

Grumbling with all the packages she had to carry, Misao maneuvered her hand so that she could at least brush back an irate lock of her bangs away from her eyes.

"Are you alright?" Aoshi glanced down at her.

"H-Hai" Misao flushed brightly. "I was just wondering why Jiya had sent us here to get so many packages" She flushed even more as his eyes continued to gaze at her.

"Sou ka" Aoshi almost smiled. After a few moments of watching her struggling, he reached out a hand and took a large box from her.

"Thanks" Misao smiled with relief at the lighter load. Gazing forward, she was slightly startled to see a crowd forming. 'I wonder what's going on' she frowned as she joined them. In the middle there was strangely dress man who all called for their attention.

"I" the man introduced, " am the great Himeji, the man of magic" He raised an eyebrow as the crowd began to snicker. "Now, now" he held up a hand. "please don't judge until you see my act." Eyes laughing, he glanced around for someone to work into his performance. There…his eyes landed on a beautiful violet hair girl and the tall dark hair man next to her.

"You two" he pointed. "Will you please step forward?"

"What?" the girl laughed. Her eyes glowed merrily as she stepped forward. The man, however, hesitated.

"Come on, Aoshi-sama" the girl tugged at his shirt slightly. Reluctantly, Aoshi stepped inside the circle.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Himeji shouted to get their attention. "Please watch" Ushering them forward, he asked them to place down their packages.

"Now, please join hands" he ordered them. After doing, so he placed a large red cloth over their jointed hands and muttered some words.

"Ta da!" he yelled in triumphant, when he pulled the cloth off. The eyes on the couple were nearly bugling.

"How did you do that?" Misao asked as she glanced at the strange metal thing that bind her to Aoshi.

"This is a western object" Himeji smiled at her. "It's called a handcuff." Abruptly, the crowd began to clap and cheer.

"Thank you, Thank you" he bowed. Turning back to the couple, he gulped slightly when the man gave him a sharp look.

"A handcuff?" Misao gazed at it in wonder. "So how do you get it off?"

"Watch" Himeji smiled reassuring as he reached in his pocket for the key.

"Huh?" Patting himself all over, he paled slightly.

"What's the matter?" Misao gazed at him with mistrust.

"I can't find the key" Himeji looked sheepish. "I'm afraid you're stuck together"

TBC