My first story here... YAY!!

~ I LOVE this pairing, but it's sooo crack it's impossible! What a downer....

disclaimer (so i don't get sued): I don't own any bit of RK...wish I did though

The Beginning

The almost full moon beamed down on her. The cold ice wind whipped at Misao as she silently leapt from tree to tree. The crickets could be heard for miles around on that moonlit night. Her heart thumped in her chest as she neared her target village and sweat dripped down her temples after a few hours of continuous running, making her long blue braid cling to her body. She was on a mission (as Aoshi-sama had explained to her) she had to lure a certain man to trust her and kill him…easily done, right? The only problem is that she knew nothing about this man…at all.

She could still recall the same words Aoshi said to her on that clear morning two days before:

"Misao, I've got a mission for you" Aoshi said bluntly. He started to take out a piece of fine parchment from his front pocket

"Huh? What is it Sama? What do you want me to fetch for you?" Misao was confused; Aoshi barely gave her missions unless he had to. Who in their right mind would send her on special missions? She's more likely to mess up than accomplish anything!!

"Your task is to kill a swordsman. We don't have all the details, but there have been news about a young swordsman who has been terrorizing a small town." he held up a wanted poster, but the face has been replaced with a question mark. "Unfortunately, no one has been good enough to challenge him and win."

"Are you going to go with me?!?! Please…" Misao drifted off as Aoshi's eyes flashed with annoyance.

"Rumors have said that he is currently residing in the small town off the coast. I have already prepared you a rented room there. "

"Yes, sama, I will return in about a month." She left to pack her stuff, all the while thinking how to gain a swordsman's trust.

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THUD! She let out a gasp as she tumbled down from the tree and landed on the ground in a heap. Ugh, I must've pulled a muscle…Misao winced when she tried to get back up. Her legs gave way and she landed heavily on the forest floor earning her grass stains along her legs. Again she tried, but failed. I should just rest now and try to walk later in the morning. Misao fell asleep after a few moments as she breathed in the earthy scents of the ground. Wouldn't you be tired after a whole day of jumping from tree to tree?