Disclaimers: I do not and don't plan on owning Rurouni Kenshin. It rightfully belongs to Watsuki-sama and I have no intentions of taking it. This is only a fanfiction and is meant for entertainment purposes only. Now that it has been cleared, please read…
Hanami
Chapter 1:
Kyoto High:
As the bell rang, Aoshi walked out of his last class for the day. He stared at the school clock for a few minutes.
"…Still an hour before practice," He thought to himself, leaving school grounds.
There wasn't enough time for him to go home, so instead, entered a nearby tea shop/café to get himself some tea before heading towards Asayake dojo, one of the best dojo in town; in which Aoshi's father had enrolled him into since he was a kid.
Aoshi took a seat by the window. 'I wonder how is imoto is doing?' He wondered, staring at some flowers, which had reminded him about her. 'I'll see her tomorrow.' He told himself. He hadn't gone home for quite a while now.
Aoshi left the café with some fresh tea and slowly walked towards a quiet street. He never really liked the noise from busy streets as well as many people staring at him. As a son of a Shinomori, he was well known by many. However, Aoshi had chosen a life away from the family and the luxury. He had decided to live on his own, a few days a week. After all, he was a senior and was soon going to be going off to College.
After walking a few blocks further, Aoshi came to big dojo. There was about five divisions in the Asayake dojo, each teaching a different style of fighting. Aoshi was learning kempo, and kodachi nitou.
The other styles that are offered are the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryu, Kamiya Kasshin Ryu, Gatotsu, and Tenbu no Sai Niyoru Ken; each with their own ideals of fighting.
Aoshi entered the hall, arriving where he was assigned to be. Nearby, a few of his classmates sparing each other. Aoshi walked into a smaller room next to the dojo gets changed. As he got out, a small boy, about half a foot shorter than him ran across the door way and knocked Aoshi out of the way.
"Ahh….Sumimasen, gomen nesai," The boy quickly got up and bowed repeatedly, all the while, smiling cheerfully at him. "Watashi wa Seta Soujirou desu. Gomen nasai, I really didn't mean to knock you out of the way!"
Aoshi said nothing in return, but stared at the smiling Soujiou.
All of a sudden, Aoshi heard someone shout his name: "Shinomori, take your position!!" Called Kakashi-sensei, spotting Aoshi chatting with another kid. "You can't be chatting at a time like this!"
He was his team captain, although his main Shishou was a man named Okina.
Aoshi turned to his sensei as he heard his calls. He glared at Soujirou and walked away, 'Almost got me into trouble,' he thought with a sigh, while getting into his position. Aoshi knew he would be getting a tough training session, if he was to be late without reasoning.
"All because of that guy," He mumbled and cursed.
Soujiou stood by the door way and stared at the guy's back. "Oh well," he mumbled, closing the door behind him. "Shinomori…ka?" He thought interestingly.
Aoshi went to the shelf and grabbed his kodachi. He walked over to his floor spot and began with his warm-ups and stretches before sparing with an assigned teammate.
At Shinomori Residence:
A genki 12-year-old girl dashed into the mansion after school. She placed her books in her room and quickly completed her homework within an hour time.
"Ka-sama!!" The girl screamed across the mansion, as she quickly put her books away and scrambled out of her room.
Her mom came out of the foyer. "Nani, Misao-chan?" She asked.
"I want to sleep over at Aniki's tonight." Misao pouted. "He hasn't come home for weeks now. I want to see him." She explained to her mom.
"He might be busy with school work." Her mom told her. "You shouldn't bother him so much."
"Demo…Demo…" Misao whined. "I want to see Aniki."
"Don't you have homework too?" Her mom asked sternly.
"I just finished it." Misao said, smiling.
"Fine," Her mom gave in. "But he may not be home right now… He's got training, remember?"
"Hai!" Misao exclaimed excitedly.
Misao was about to run to her room, but stopped when she though of something.
"It's going to be a three-day weekend," Misao added, "Is it alright if I come home early Monday afternoon, instead of sunday?" She asked again.
"Tashika na." Mrs. Shinomori responded with a gentle smile on her face.
"Arigatou gozaimasu." Misao thanked while walking away.
Mrs. Shinomori chuckled. "My, musume is sure happy today." She mumbled to herself, walking into her office. 'I wonder how musuko is…' she thought, looking at a picture on her desktop.
"Hmm… I'll bake Aniki a chocolate cake." Misao thought aloud, dashing into the kitchen, humming a soft tune.
…………………
As Misao ran into the kitchen, she forced her maids to leave.
"What are you up to?" Kumiko asked, stepping out into the hall.
"I want to bake a cake on my own." Misao answered in a hurry, going through cabinet to cabinet, gathering all the ingredients and materials needed for making a cake. Soon, she began working on her project.
Kumiko left her alone and went into the living room to clean some; while Misao was busy hogging up the kitchen.
After training, Aoshi changed out of his uniform and grabbed his belongings. He was about to leave until Kakashi-sensei called him back.
As soon as Aoshi reached to the front desk, he knew something bad will happen.
"I don't want you coming in to class late, got that?" Kakashi-sensei began.
Aoshi nodded and was about to turn around.
"Training tomorrow," Kakashi-sensei quickly added, "11 am sharp, I suggest you not be late." He spoke, before dismissing Aoshi.
Aoshi knew he will be the only one attending this training class tomorrow. Every time someone was late for training, there would always be an extra hour or so of training for that person alone the next day. "A way of punishment, ka?"
Aoshi closed his eyes and remembered the last time he was late. It had been a summer day and he had forgotten about his training classes. For that, he missed his training session and made it up in a week's time.
Just as he was leaving the dojo, once again, he bumped into the same guy he met earlier.
"Sumimasen," Soujiro apologized, still wearing his ever-present smile. He looked up at the current victim of his clumsiness. "Ahh, Shinomori-san," He greeted cheerfully.
Aoshi paid no attention to the dark-haired boy. He slowly walked away without any care or recognition of the guy. He walked out of the dojo.
It was now about 6 and it was starting to get cold. He placed on his trench coat and continued walking home.
As he went in, he threw down his bags. He was so exhausted from training, he didn't bother opening the lights or changing his clothes. He laid down on his sofa and took a small nap.
Misao took the cake out of the oven, as it was time. She placed it on the counter and let it cool off. She ran to her room and packed her bags with some clothes, as well as some necessary items that isn't already at Aoshi's house.
She grabbed her bag and ran downstairs. She found her mother in her office taking care of some paper work.
Misao knocked on the door. "Ka-sama," Misao called before opening the door.
"Hai!" Her mom answered.
Misao pushed open the door and walked in. "I'll be going now." She said.
"Aren't you going to have dinner first?" Mrs. Shinomori asked.
"I want to have dinner with Aniki." Misao pouted.
Mrs. Shinomori let out a sigh. "Well, have fun."
"Hai!" Misao replied. "Arigatou for letting me go, Ka-sama." She thanked.
Mrs. Shinomori nodded. "I love you Misao-chan." She said.
"I love you too!" Misao responded, 'To-sama as well…' She thought cheerfully, before closing the door behind her as she left her mom's room.
Misao walked into the kitchen and packed her cake in a box. She walked outside and placed the package on the table in front of her porch. She went back into the mansion and pulled out a jacket from the closet.
One of her drivers, Hannya, showed up.
"Do you want a ride, Misao-sama?" he offered, as he was on his way out.
"Sure," Misao accepted. "Drop me off at the school Aniki goes to, and I will walk to his house on my own." She ordered.
It was a little too far for Misao to walk to his house from where she lived, but she didn't want Hannya to drop her off in front of his house either.
"Wakaru." Hannya replied, walking out back to the garage. Within minutes, a limousine pulled up at in front of Misao.
Misao grabbed her things. Arashi opened the doors for her, as she got in.
"You don't have to drive this around," Misao commented.
"Hai!" Hannya responded. "However, I will be picking up your father from work, after dropping you off."
"Wakarimashita." Misao said, as Arashi closed the door. She made herself comfortable.
After a ten minute ride, Misao got off at Kyoto High. She pulled her things out of the car.
She watched as the limousine droved down the street. As soon as it was out of sight, she started walking the other direction to Aoshi's house. It was about 10 blocks away.
Misao ran up to the steps. She rung the door bell and waited for Aoshi to open up.
Seconds later, Aoshi opened his eyes and scanned the darkness of the living room. He heard the door bell again. He got up and turned on the lights. He slowly walked towards the door and pulled it open.
"Konbanwa!" Misao greeted cheerfully, much to Aoshi's surprise.
TO BE CONTINUE...
Author's notes: Hello… Oniwabanshu here. You will not normally see me write this stuff. It is my first attempt on writing a yaoi fanfiction. I usually write Aoshi and Misao but I decided to give this a try, ever since I became hooked from reading my beta-reader's fanfics. It's a new experience and I don't mind these kind of thing. SOOO much thanks goes to Hikage for helping me think of the title and helping me get started. bear-hugs
I know, in this chapter, there is not too much on Soujirou, but he will slowly make his way into the scenes. . Wait and see. I am just focusing on Aoshi and family right now.
Please read and review. No flames please… however, constructive reviews would be nice.
A few Japanese Terms:
Ka-sama: The way Misao-chan addresses her mom
To-sama: The way Misao-chan addresses her dad
Aniki: older brother
Imoto: little sister
Wakaru: I understand
Wakarimashita: I see
Tashika na: I guess so
musume: one's own daughter
genki: hyper
Watashi wa: I am