Disclaimer: I do not own Rurouni Kenshin.

A/N: This story starts off in the first person but I think I'm going to stick to third person. Please read and review, I appreciate all forms of criticism! Also I plan on updating regularly, possibly daily if this story gets enough love. :) Oh also, I wrote this on my phone so it won't be up to par as far as grammar and what not is concerned. My boyfriend has been hogging the computer for league of legends unfortunately.

Prologue

I will always remember the first time a boy gave me butterflies. He was older, handsome and had a great sense of humor. He could make me sit up straight when he spoke. He had a relaxed aura and a sarcastic sense of humor. Many thought he was cold and rigid but I was overcome with blinded attraction. Oh did I mention he was my Spanish teacher, Shinomori Aoshi? It was sophomore year and I was 16 years old, he's a decade older than I. But ever since he scolded me for throwing a paper ball at my loving comrade Kaoru I whipped into shape for his approval. He was shaped by Zeus himself with long black hair that fell into his eyes and standing tall at 6'3. He was also a student himself; in law school. I just adored him and the day before winter break I confessed my love to him nonchalantly of course. I ended up in ISS for smoking pot in the student parking lot with my favorite rebel rooster head. Coach Takenada caught us and although we were with our lively bunch of friends we were too stoned to duck behind the car with them. We received two days of ISS before winter break. When the office alerted Mr. Shinomori about my recent in school suspension he told them he would need to see me for the last day of it. Somehow Mr. Handsome tricked the AP into letting me remain in his care the entire day. That was when I fell in love. Of course that was also the day we had to take our oral examination. But when I arrived to his class he whispered in my ear, "consider this my Christmas present to you."

I stared at him with such longing and told him I could marry him. He laughed and proceeded on with the oral exams. I sat silently looking over the various students piling in until I recognized a friend. Ironically the only person I knew in first period was my ex boyfriend Soujiro. Fortunately our demise was mutual and had not effected our friendly bond. So I weened my way over and flirted with him casually while stealing glances at Mr. Shinomori who seemed to be brooding.

"Miss Makimachi time for your oral!" He called while rummaging through his briefcase for the question and answer sheets. I rose from my place next to Soujiro and grazed his shoulder with my fingertips as I walked to the front of the class room. Mr. Shinomori led me to the hallway where two seats were arranged for the exam. I clasped my hands together in my lap as I crossed my small legs, although I am petite in size my assets and waist are actually equivalent to Marilyn Monroe. I made sure to bend over slightly so my black v neck would show a little more cleavage than what is dress code appropriate. I silently cursed myself for wearing baggy sweat pants as opposed to my usual denim skinny jeans that hug my hips and accentuate my butt. Mr. Shinomori didn't seem to notice my vain attempts though. As he proceeded with the questions I instantly felt flustered having his full undivided attention only on me. Usually in class when he gives lectures I pay avid attention while silently undressing him with my eyes. My innocence may be in tact but all this man needs to do is ask and I'll pretend I'm his personal porn star. I stammered at every question he asked me in Spanish. I called the bathroom "playa" which made him chuckle as he explained that it meant beach but I was close. I called the kitchen el bano which made him sigh in annoyance. "Miss Makimachi if you can make this a private affair I'll give you an 85 because I'd hate to see you fail." My sea green eyes sparkled in delight at his statement. Before I could reign in my control I flung myself in his arms. He returned the embrace rather tightly and only let go at the sound of impending footsteps passing the hallway.

5 years later. (Current time)

"Misao! Over here!" Kaoru screamed in the crowded bar and grill known as Shenaniganz.

Misao sighed heavily and weened over to Kaorus lonesome self at the table.

"Megumi is still getting dressed I presume?" Misao said casually while taking a seat next to her. Kaoru looked gorgeous as ever with a skin tight strapless gold dress on. It tightened underneath her breasts and flowed down to mid thigh. She had on black wedged heels and her hair in long wavy tresses flowing down her back. No make up on her flawless face either.

"Of course, it's Megumi. She'll always be the last one here." Kaoru chided softly. The bartender then made his way to their spot at the table.

"Long Island Iced Tea Misao?" He asked with a handsome smile.

"You know me too well Hannya," she replied.

"Three jaiger bombs too!" Megumi exclaimed as she took the seat on Kaorus left side. She as usual looked like the foxy lady rooster head named her. Especially when wearing a low cut black sleeveless top with a belt underneath her breasts and a tight pair of white skinny jeans. At least she was being considerate enough to wear strappy black sandals as opposed to heels. Her long legs were worth the jealousy emitted from female onlookers.

The bartender sighed in admiration and proceeded to prepare our requests.

"Misao when are you going to ditch the braid already?" Megumi asked feigning exasperation.

"When I find someone worth the inconvenience," Misao replied.

"Is that why you always undid your braid before Mr. Shinomori's class? Kaoru asked with a smirk.

"The man was perfect," Misao sighed heavily, "unfortunately I'll probably never see him again."

Megumi nudged her and pointed to the newcomer walking through the door, "don't be so sure," she said coolly. Misao gasped and undid her braid at the sight of the infamous Aoshi Shinomori. He approached the bar and a flicker of recognition passed through him as he took the seat to Misaos right.

"Makimachi, Kamiya, Takani. Never thought I'd see you trouble makers again." Shinomori said in his monotonous voice. Megumi 'hmphed' and flipped her hair over her shoulder. She never saw the appeal Misao sought after in him. Kaoru greeted him professionally before downing her rum runner greedily just as the next round arrived. Misao sat there speechless thanking Kami that her drink arrived in time to occupy her mouth. Aoshi ordered a Guinness before the bartender disappeared again.

"So are you a lawyer now?" Misao questioned curtly, hoping to break the ice she thought she created.

"Indeed, I'm actually taking a break from work right now," Aoshi replied. Megumi passed Misao her Jaiger bomb, she was growing impatient with being sober.

Misao, Kaoru and Megumi chugged them down in sync. Aoshi was mildly impressed watching his three former students get hammered drunk. He turned his attention on Misao while noticing how much she had grown up since high school. She was always shapely in the right places but her assets seemed more pronounced. In her little Marilyn style halter black dress he could see how tiny her waist was and how luscious her breasts came out. Especially since she was bra less in that ensemble. Her legs seemed longer with the facade set by her black ankle boot wedges. And he couldn't help but grin when the only make up she wore was her mastered winged eyeliner and mascara.

"So Makimachi what have you been up to since graduation?" Aoshi asked while masking the fact that he was just checking her out in detail.

Misao sighed, "I'm a columnist for Women Time's magazine. I write fashion tips, but someday you'll see me on the cover of the Kyoto Tribune with current events that matter and aren't libel. I plan on dissolving corruption in the newspaper industry singlehandedly." Misao said it with enough conviction that Aoshi believed her.

"Misao we're going to wait outside for Rooster and Kenshin," Kaoru said while giving an inconspicuous wink.

"Don't have any fun without me!" Was Misaos instant rebuttal before returning her attention to the man that haunts her wet dreams.

"So do you live around here?" Aoshi questioned.

"Not too far away. I live in the apartment complex next to the Aoiya," she replied happily.

"Sunset Point? I just rented an apartment there," He replied with unmasked surprise.

"How funny, what floor?" Misao asked while trying to hide her giddiness. It was just too perfect, she was older and he was closer.

"Fourth floor, room 421," he answered.

"I'm in room 403," Misao replied.

"Ahh any roommates?" Aoshi inquired. He was hoping for a no.

"Just my Boa Constrictor and Albino Burmese Python," she replied while simultaneously hoping he didn't have a fear of snakes; Betsey and Ramona were her babies.

"Another reptile fan, I always found them to be fascinating creatures," he spoke with an allure.

Misao shifted in her barstool awkwardly while playing with the Orange in her drink. He was making her feel flustered again. As silence progressed Aoshi and Misao polished off there drinks. "Do you want to take some shots with me?" Misao questioned breaking the silence.

"I was actually thinking of breaking into my new apartment," Aoshi replied.

"Oh well that would probably be cheaper," she said.

"I have a fully stocked liquor cabinet if you and your friends want to come over," Aoshi suggested. Misaos heart beat sped up.

"I'm sure they would love to," Misao shot back, "Let me go find them." She stood up from her place next to him and walked outside while rummaging through her purse for a cigarette.