Chibi Aoshi 3: Love Stoned
Scene 1: Popping in
Somewhere in the Matrix...
Chibi Aoshi breathed in just like it said in his How to Meditate self help scroll. He was trying to understand why the Aoshi liked hiding himself in the temple doing this. The paper said it was suppose to " help a person become more focused and relaxed." He let out a grim smile. Focused and relaxed? The monks might as well have said 'boring and lifeless'.
"Aoshiiii!" A distressed Chibi Kenshin tugged on the little ninja's sleeve.
"Nooooo." He replied in a chanting sort of tone before the Kamiya- kashin dojo slave could continue on.
"But Soujiro was so fast- he stole my sword." Chibi Kenshin was still tugging on Aoshi's sleeve even when his eyes had started to water. " And now..." He sniffed. "And now Shishio- he's threatening to burn down my... my.. LAUNDRY!" He moaned.
"La-di-daaaaaaaah." He chanted out. Chibi Aoshi smirked. He was probably one of the few people around that could appreciate Shishio's sense of humour.
"Please?" Kenshin begged.
"Not my probleeeeem." He continued chanting.
Kenshin gave the okashira's sleeve a good tug. "I can make it your problem." His normally wide purple eyes suddenly turned small and golden. His pitiful expression turned devilish while he lowered his gaze slightly. "You didn't think Kaoru- dono would ever go for a tiny, old, wanderer in PINK without a little help now did you?"
The ninja immediately stood up from his sitting position and turned to the samurai. "So the mummy's giving you trouble eh? Let's go." He said. And with a flourish of his small trench coat, the pair disappeared from that part of the Matrix.
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In Kyoto...
The rain had just stopped a few moments before. The world was glistening in all its glory as Shinomori Aoshi looked out the window to watch a certain young ninja girl make her way back to the Aoiya while playing a game with the puddles of water. It was raining and yet she brought the tea. She always brought the tea. It was amazing.
"Those flashing lights come from everywhere... where... where..." Shinomori Aoshi sighed as sunlight reflected off the puddles of water.
"The way they hit her you just stop and stare... stare.. stare.." It was then that Aoshi was snapped out of his reverie. His thoughts do not, DO NOT, echo. More importantly, he does not have a falsetto, at least, not after puberty. Suddenly, a chill went down his spine. He felt another presence in the room. Something evil. He didn't want to do it but he knew he had to. Reluctantly, he turned his gaze away from Misao and the shining world to where he was previously before the girl left.
And there was his worst fear sitting on his spot- meditating. "She's got you love stoned.. stoned... stoned." the little ninja chanted. Aoshi paled considerably. "I think you're love stoned...stoned... stoned..." The chibi continued after taking a breath. "Don't think she knows... I don't think she knows... knows... knows.."
Aoshi clenched his jaw. "Oh. Kami- sama. No." He emphasized each word as he mumbled under his breath.