Title: - Misao-nii-chan

Summery: - Misao watched Aoshi as he slept. It had been three months since the accident. The doctor said that he was lucky to come out of it alive. Maybe he was, but Misao sometimes felt that it might have been better if he'd died.

Disclaimer: - all credit goes to Nobuhiro Watsuki. Keikii owns nada.

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Misao watched Aoshi as he slept. It had been three months since the accident. The doctor said that he was lucky to come out of it alive. Maybe he was, but Misao sometimes felt that it might have been better if he'd died. She knew how it sounded but that wasn't the case. To see the man who'd brought her up, the one she'd strived to be like (or better than, but Misao had settled for 'in the same league as'), the one she loved dearly, suddenly deteriorate to a person with the mind of a child. To put it simply, it hurt. He had been her strength for all those years. Could she now bring herself to be his?

Aoshi stirred briefly in his sleep. Misao looked at him as a strand of hair fell into his face. She brushed it away. "Misao?" Aoshi's voice startled her.

"Yes, Aoshi-sama?"

"What's wrong?" Children seem to notice everything, don't they? She chuckled bitterly at the thought.

"Nothing. Go back to sleep." Contented by this, he turned over and was soon asleep.

Yes, she would. She'd help him get through this. He was her Aoshi-sama, after all. She stroked his hair gently. "Yeah. Everything's just fine."