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Disclaimers: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or any of their products. This is an AU story but deals with the same timeline as the series also a continuation of my first story, but of course the focus has changed to another troublesome couple.
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Chapter Two
"Has anyone seen Misao," Okina asked and everyone turned to look at him in surprise.
"Oh she is over at Miss Tokio's house," Okon answered as she popped her head out of the kitchen. "Apparently she made a promise with Miss Tokio about getting a fitting for some western style dress…"
"I see," Okina said stroking his beard. "I think my Pretty Misao will look lovely in a western dress…especially since she has filled out properly for one."
"OKINA!" Omasu pounded him on the head. "Don't say such things about Misao, it's not proper you dirty old man!"
"Dirty old man! Dirty old man!" The children began chanting as Kaoru and Megumi sweat dropped at their children repeating the phrase over and over again.
"So much for a peaceful visit, eh?" Kenshin asked as he gently tossed Kenji up in the air.
"Well, now me and fox have to figure out how to get these two to stop saying such things," Sanosuke said as his son and daughter kept on chanting. "Mayu….Souzou…that isn't nice. Sure it's funny to see Okina get beat up, it's still not nice."
"For once your father says something nice about someone else," Megumi teased as Sanosuke stuck out his tongue. "How mature of you…I see who your children get it from."
"Shudda up," Sanosuke winked as he picked his children up like barrels of rice. The two were laughing happily being put on their father's shoulders. "So when will the weasel girl be back?"
"She said in time for the festival," Omasu said with a smile on her lips. "She'll be dressed in a kimono finally!"
"Finally," Kaoru asked.
"That girl refuses to show her age in any shape or form, so Okon and I asked if Miss Tokio could convince Misao to wear one for the first night of the Festival of Lights," Omasu told the girl.
"I bet my lunch for a week that Misao won't do it," Kuro said with a smile.
"I bet my dinner for a week that Misao will dress up and look like a princess," Shiro said as the two men who were like older and very overly protective brothers to Misao began debating.
"Those two," Okina shook his head. "Aoshi…"
"Yes Okina," Aoshi looked at the elder man. "Will you be escorting Misao to this festival as well?"
"Yes," Aoshi said simply as he sat down watching the children play as he recalled a smaller Misao so many years ago doing the same thing, playing around in this very garden.
"Lighten up Ice cube," Sanosuke said and his two children began chanting a new phrase, 'Ice Cube.'
"Sano," Megumi scolded her husband. "Don't teach those two any new insults!"
"Your mommy is no fun," Sanosuke told his two.
"Mommy no fun!" Souzou shouted in glee and Mayu quickly joined him. Megumi groaned, "Mommy no fun!"
"Why did I marry him again," Megumi said with a shrug as she received three kisses on her cheek. She turned to see her two children and husband smiling at her. Megumi then placed a kiss on his lips, "Rooster head…"
"Foxy lady," Sanosuke said with his charming smirk that caused his pregnant wife to melt. "So Mrs. Sagara…what is it that you desire to do today?"
"Spend time with my family," Megumi said as Sanosuke help her stand up as they held each other in an embrace. Megumi's empty spot was quickly taken over by Kenshin who gathered his wife up into his arms. She giggled in content as Kenji was still happily playing with the no longer arguing Shiro and Kuro.
"So love, what is on your mind," Kenshin whispered into her ear and she clung to him.
"Just happy that is all," Kaoru answered looking at their friends and their son smiling happily. "To think I only had dreamt about this when we were in Kyoto those years ago the first time around…"
Kenshin smiled and kissed her forehead, "Well we are all here together now…and we all couldn't be happier."
Aoshi closed his eyes, he didn't want to admit it but he was jealous on how happily Kenshin was. He had committed crimes and sins and yet there he was sitting with his wife happily as their son played with their friends. The great Battousai had settled down and was contently happy with his wife and son. Sanosuke Sagara lived through a terrible time after being associated with a group labeled as traitors of the Imperialistic army and then once a fighter for hire was now a happily married man, the first to get married and had two children with another on the way. Kuro was dating someone, Shiro and Omasu were together…and Okon was playing around with Hiko whenever she got the chance. Aoshi felt so out of place at the moment in time…but he would just push it aside, he didn't need such things in life. Or at least that is what he kept telling himself and maybe he would believe it.
"Well if you are all done playing around, why you don't go out on a picnic," Okon suggested. "Misao wanted to meet you guys out there…"
"Sure!"
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"HEY GUYS!" Misao waved, she was of course dressed in her usual attire. She was waving like a mad woman as the group approached with their meal of course in a basket being carried by Aoshi. Okina stayed behind with the other to manage the restaurant so Okina put Aoshi in charge of finding Misao's spot, of course he knew that the ice block knew where it was. It was where Aoshi use to take her on picnics as a small child. Kenshin and Kaoru each had a hold on Kenji's hands as they walked up the hill as Megumi was being helped by Sanosuke as their children ran ahead of them to greet Misao. "I was starting to get worried that you wouldn't get here in time."
"We had to wait for Omasu and Okon to finish packing the lunch," Aoshi informed her and Misao just smiled brightly.
"MISAO!" Misao got tackled to the ground by three rugrats. She was laughing as Mayu, Souzou, and Kenji were all laughing happily at their job well done. Misao laughed delightfully as they gathered over the blanket that Misao had set out for the group to begin eating. It had a great view of the city where they were sitting at, "What are we going to eat? EAT!"
"Well let's see what they packed for us," Misao said as she began unloading the large basket of food. She placed them on all on the blanket as Sanosuke began digging in along with the three children. Megumi swatted her husband as he handed her some foot since she couldn't bend over like she use to. Kaoru and Kenshin enjoyed their meals in each others arms. Aoshi ate in silence and Misao was doing all the serving, Aoshi placed his hand on her arm.
"You should eat instead of serving the rest of us," Aoshi told her and Misao nodded. She then took some helpings for herself as she also began eating.
"So are you guys excited about the festival tonight," Misao asked as her smile was shining brightly.
"Yes, it will be Kenji's first," Kaoru replied.
"As ours love," Kenshin reminded.
"Same goes for us," Megumi added in. "It will be nice to get away from the clinic. It's been nice to not have to have patients in my house all the time."
"What are you talking about, you have me there all the time," Sanosuke said and Megumi pouted.
"Husbands don't count," Megumi received a pout from Sanosuke causing her to laugh. Sanosuke joined in with a bright smile, "besides I don't have to treat you all the time anymore…"
"How is your Dojo doing by the way missy," Sanosuke asked turning his attention to the Himura couple.
"It's doing great; Tae and Tsubame are watching it right now. And Doctor Gensai has enrolled Ayame and Suzume into the school as well," Kaoru told him. "Yahiko has learned everything and has gone off to search for his answers since coming of age."
"I can't believe that brat is now fifteen," Sanosuke said in surprise. "That means Misao is twenty one…and still not married."
"Shut it rooster," Misao said darkly. "I don't need to be defined by a husband, and besides you married an older woman who is perfectly content with that…so why can't I be?"
"Because she had a man right here waiting for her," Sanosuke taunted. "You, what do you have? I bet there has to be some code about you getting married and producing an heir for the Oniwaban?"
"Shut it before I make you shut it," Misao said growing red and Aoshi placed a hand on her shoulder. She quickly calmed down but the action had not been missed by the other four adults in the group. Misao just went about eating but apparently still upset about the situation of marriage.
"Marriage has been a delicate subject," Aoshi informed them. "The Aoiya has stayed up many nights due to her arguing with Okina about the very matter."
"I haven't been that loud," Misao argued and pouted. "At least you aren't at the temple anymore, so you would actually know what goes on in the Aoiya."
Aoshi arched his brow and Misao stuck out her tongue, "I am just stating a fact."
"Fact my ass," Misao said as she took a bite out of an apple.
"Now, now we don't need an argument now…we are here to enjoy each others company that we are," Kenshin said with his usual smile as Kenji jumped into his arms. He offered his father his apple and Kenshin took a small bite as Kenji cheered to get his father to eat his apple.
"Misao is the lucky one," Megumi said catching her attention. "She isn't tied down to an over grown child and children of her own yet, she can seduce any man she wants to and get away with it since she is single. Hohohohohohoho!"
Misao blushed, "Megumi! I hardly think I could get away with it, besides any guy that comes to the Aoiya and remotely has an interest in me is put under the questioning of marriage."
"Poor guy," Sanosuke said as he wrapped his wife up into his arms to bring her into his lap. His hands rested on her stomach where their child was growing, "Married life isn't so bad either you know, at least you get to have lots of fun with your husband."
"It depends on my mood," Megumi teased and Misao smiled. She was envious of her friends being able to be happy and yet here she was single. But she remembers Megumi was older than she was right now when she finally got Sanosuke to settle down with her. So there wasn't a huge loss about not being married yet. "Hey Misao?"
"Yes?"
"Where is the kimono that Saitou's wife is getting you to wear?" Megumi asked and Misao grunted.
"I'll be going over later before the festival to get it," Misao said as she turned her head away to look down at the city. "I can't understand how that woman is his wife, she is so nice, gentle, and yet…there is aura of mystery around her. I can see how the wolf fell for her but I don't see it the other way around."
"That is a good question that it is." Kenshin said as Kaoru gave him a look to continue. "I recall when Saitou first told us about his wife, but she had to be something extra special to put up with him."
"She is," Misao said simply. "However I hate the dress she is trying to get me to wear for that stupid event next week."
"The western dress," Kaoru asked with stars in her eyes. "How does it look?"
"I don't know yet," Misao said simply and then pouted. "I only saw the sketches they drew out. It looks lovely at least the color does…"
"I wish I could see you in it," Kaoru said with a pout. "But it's a mission right? So you can't throw the dress away."
"Huh, don't remind me," Misao said rolling her eyes. "Miss Tokio even wants me to think about cutting my hair for the event…only a little bit. I don't think so."
"Weasel going to keep her long hair," Sanosuke teased and Misao stuck her tongue at him.
"I am not going to cut my hair, the women in my family have yet to cut their hair and I refuse to be the first," Misao said with a smile on her lips. "Besides it can be helpful in use as a weapon."
"Oro, a weapon," Kenshin asked confused.
"Yes, Himura a weapon," Misao said with a devilish smile that only Kaoru and Megumi caught onto with "O" shaped mouths. "Anyway, since we are done eating why don't we head back, besides I need to go over and see Miss Tokio about that Kimono. She and Saitou are pretty filthy rich…"
"So am I," Aoshi whispered but it wasn't missed by Misao. Misao just glared at him, "Am I to escort you to the festival?"
"I'll meet you there," Misao informed him. "It would be kind of pointless for you to go all the way there and then to the festival…I'll just meet you."
"As you wish," Aoshi said simply.
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"She's late," Aoshi said standing in the middle of the festivities of the festival. He didn't care much of it, but since the Aoiya was closed and he had promised Misao he would escort her…he didn't have a choice. The Himuras and Sagaras were off playing around and enjoying the night. As it should be, Aoshi let out a small sigh but was bumped in the back. He turned around and did not recognize the petite figure before him. That was until she lifted her head and Aoshi's eyes actually showed surprise. Misao smiled up at him, her hair was twisted up in a semi-bun and the rest of her hair flowed freely down until mid back, she wore a deep golden kimono with a purple obi to contrast. She looked like a lady and not some child in shorts, however he didn't like the neckline as all males in the area would be reminded she was indeed a woman, he knew she bound her breasts for her usual outfits and training attire but they were free to be their natural size.
"Sorry that I'm late, Miss Tokio was trying to finish up my hair," Misao said sheepishly as she stood up right. Aoshi just nodded, "So where is everyone?"
"They are enjoying the festival Misao," Aoshi informed her.
"What about gramps?"
"He is about," Aoshi said simply and Misao made a face causing him to arch his brow. "Is something the matter?"
"You know that dirty old man is probably chasing women again," Misao said with a huff. Then changed to a bright smile, "Let's go have some fun!" Misao tugged at his wrist as she pulled him through the crowds, he was dressed casually in his festival robs for the evening. He looked like any other male out there…it was of course seeing Sagara in anything other than his fighting attire had been a strange experience. There was the wedding and now the festival. The sight that puzzled him the most of Misao's…she had become extremely beautiful and how he could have not noticed was beyond him.
"Mi…Misao," a voice stuttered behind them and Misao stood up to see Okina crush her in his embrace. "My PRETTY! Oh my, look at you! You look like a real LADY!"
"Gramps…air…now!" Misao gasped and Okina let his grip go as the young girl was trying to catch her breath. "Damn Gramps, I swear your appearance is an illusion for that grip of yours."
"Is that Misao," Omasu said looking at the very attractive looking younger girl. She clapped in glee, "Oh my, don't you look every bit lady like!"
"No way!" Shiro said in shock, "Hey, hey Misao wanna go out on a date with me?"
"SHIRO!" Omasu whacked him on the head and began storming off with Shiro following after her. Kuro was laughing and left with Okina about how pretty Misao looked.
"So the weasel girl knows how to clean up," Hiko taunted and Misao gave him a dirty look. Okon was attached to his hip with dreamy eyes. Okon however gapped at the beautiful young Misao, "Well I'm off to enjoy, lets go Okon!"
"Jerk," Misao muttered and saw how happy Okon was. So she couldn't say anything more than that, she felt someone's hand on her shoulder and she met Aoshi's actually warm ice blue eyes.
"They are selling fireworks, would you like to get some," he asked her softly but of course it is as soft as you get with an ice cube.
"Sure," Misao said happily as they rushed off to the booth. Aoshi paid for a few as Misao gleefully ran towards an open area to set them off. Aoshi trailed behind her as he watched her set them off and fly up to burst in the sky. She laughed like a child and yet the tone of her voice was far from it. "Lord Aoshi, are you going to stand there all day and do nothing?"
Silence…
"You have to have some kind of fun," Misao pouted as Aoshi tilted his head to look curiously at the girl. "Fine don't talk to me…"
"Misao," Aoshi called to her but she was already storming off. He followed after her knowing full well she was on her stubborn switch at that moment in time. However he would send glares to all the males trying to undress Misao with their eyes. Maybe tomorrow he could get her frustrations out during training that usually works…well for her it did. However there were certain frustrations stirring in him that he was unable to release. She had over the recent years blossomed into a beautiful flower that was beyond his comprehension of appreciation. She had grown into a strong leader for the whole Oniwaban could be proud of, she was also able to ask him for help when it came to some of the paper work…it was something better than mediating all the time, so he guessed. He shook his head slightly, he shouldn't be having anything thoughts of Misao…she was young innocent…and far too pure for the likes of man that at one time choose the path to Chaos, the path to insanity. His thoughts would be rudely interrupted.
"Get off of ME!" Misao growled as man who had apparently had his share of Sake was forcing himself on her. Aoshi's eyes grew dark as he had Misao pinned up against a wall and had groped her breast, he wished he had his weapons but his fists would do the trick for now. He wretched the man off of Misao and punched him across the face. Misao didn't say anything, she was getting ready to kick the guy off of her when Aoshi came to her quick rescue. "I could have handled it…"
"He had his hands already on you," Aoshi stated flatly his back still facing Misao as her eyes bore holes in his back. He knew she was angry but then again so was he that a man drunk would try to force a woman into doing what he pleased.
"I don't need a babysitter…I am no child," Misao stood up straight and began walking back towards the Aoiya.
"A child would not have been in that situation," Aoshi's voice made her stop and she felt cold. He was right a child would not have had a drunken man's affections upon her body. That was why she chose to usually dress the way she did, Okon and Omasu even though they teased her for doing so were the ones that helped make the decision with her concerning her appearance.
"Yes, I suppose you're right," Misao said stiffly and began walking once again until she was wretched around to face his intense eyes. Misao was shocked in seeing such a reaction from Aoshi…
"If you are returning to the Aoiya, why don't you change into your training attire," Aoshi said flatly but his eyes betrayed him which caused Misao to be confused. "Be ready in ten minutes…" Aoshi let her go as he casually walked passed her to the Aoiya and change himself. Misao only flared in anger and began storming to the Aoiya until she was spotted by Kaoru and Kenji.
"MISAO!" Kenji shouted and ran up to her. Misao's face fell into a warm one as she picked up the small child.
"Hey, are you causing your mother trouble," Misao asked with a smile as Kaoru finally caught up to her son.
"You have no idea," Kaoru said as Misao handed her son back into her arms. "Where are you going?"
"I need to go to the Aoiya for something," Misao said with her usual bright smile. "I'll be back shortly; I promise I won't miss the river candles."
"You better not," Kaoru said as she rushed to find her husband with her son. Misao nodded as she ran off in the direction of the Aoiya. She quickly rushed into her room and changed into her usual ninja attire, it had gotten smaller well she had gotten taller and bigger in the chest region. She needed to get a new one made, and then she thought against it as she still fit into it and she rarely wore unless she was training with Aoshi…she then remembered she hadn't bound her breasts since she was wearing a kimono. She shrugged it off and hoped that it wouldn't be too much of a problem; she gathered up her kunais and rushed down to the training hall.
Not to her surprise Aoshi was already there, changed in kneeling at the head of the training hall. He didn't have his kodachis with him; he was going to train just bare fists. She arched an eyebrow as she closed the door as did Aoshi rose to his feet but did not turn around to face her. Misao was ticked; it was suppose to be the night of a festival not a sparring match between her and Aoshi.
"So care to explain what this is about," Misao asked as she readied herself for anything, especially with Aoshi anything was unpredictable.
"I want to see if you are really ready for the mission Saitou has asked of you," Aoshi said simply. "Tonight's interaction with that drunk proved you might not be ready for such an assignment."
"You fucking bastard," Misao said with venom in her voice. Aoshi had been surprised at her tone of voice but decided not to head to show his emotions. He went in a blur to attack Misao but she was prepared and moved out of the way but had to block a kick that was thrown at her. Misao growled as she spun to elbow Aoshi in the stomach, as her hair came loose from the ribbon had had been holding her hair up. It cascaded down her back to nearly touching floor, Misao cursed and Aoshi watched her carefully. Misao quickly grabbed a stick and twirled her hair expertly and was behind her head for the most part. Aoshi was amused but of course being him…it could not be read as such.
Aoshi sped again but Misao sped towards him as the two both threw a punch and met knuckle to knuckle. Elbow to elbow met as fierce deep green blue glared up into his ice blue. Knee to knee was next as Ankle met ankle before they broke off from each other, Misao had enough and lunged a few Kunai at Aoshi. He dodged it as quickly as he could only letting one graze his Oniwaban uniform, he cursed for letting her practice as much as she did. If it had been a few years earlier she wouldn't have gotten close as she did. Misao growled at missing him and blocked a kick coming down to her head. She quickly spun and kicked him in the stomach but it had been deflected by one of his arms.
Aoshi then pinned Misao against the wall and she struggled against him, "Still very much a child…"
"Damn you," Misao said getting free of his grasp and kicking him in the back. He didn't meet the wall but only spun around throwing an elbow strike but met Misao's foot. The two just glared and sparred, he had to admit he had trained Misao to the point where she could keep up with him and even then she was still not quite yet at his level…he had been impressed. The two would dance around blocking and throwing attacks at one another. It was not missed as the group of the Aoiya and their guests had happened to look into the training hall to see Aoshi and a very full grown Misao sparring each other.
"I wonder what brought this on," Okina thought and smirked.
"Get your mind out of the gutter," Okon and Omasu bonked him on the head.
"Weasel got some spunk," Hiko said rubbing his chin. "Hate to see when she really gets mad. But then again she would be no match for me."
"Shut up," Kaoru pinched his cheek and Hiko rubbed it afterwards.
"I wonder what brought them onto sparring, the candles are almost ready to be placed on the river," Megumi said just before Okina walked into the training hall.
"Now, now you two," Okina said causing the sparring match to come to a halt. Misao glared at him, "I just came to tell you they are putting the candles on the river in a few moments, however I suggest whatever frustrations you have with each other get them out before you come and join the rest of us. Until then I'm locking the door…"
"OKINA!"
"Gramps," Misao said in shock as the old man was gone and the door was indeed locked. Misao growled, "This is all your FAULT!"
"Do you think that is wise," Kenshin asked shocked as they heard the sparring match continue. "Miss Misao does not sound like she is going to give, that she doesn't."
"She'll be fine," Kaoru said with a smirk. "Kind of reminds me our sparring matches before you gave Yahiko his sword."
Kenshin looked at his wife bewildered, "Oro?"
"Yes, but you two let it lead to other things," Megumi said with a sly smirk. "Considering that is how Kenji was more than likely conceived."
"Megumi!" Kaoru said in shock and turning bright red as their son looked at their mother with curious eyes and at his Aunt Megumi in wonderment of what could have meant by those words.
"Let us be on our way," Okina said and Sanosuke just shrugged. He had two rascals on his shoulders so he was just going to go with the flow. Sanosuke made his leave with the rest of the group as they made their way to the river where they were going to the light the candles for those that were gone and hopes of those to come. However it would go unnoticed the fighting couple, well more like frustrated pair…not with the outside world but with each other.
On one side, there was Misao the young girl now turned woman who still harbored strong feelings for the man she was currently exchanging knuckle sandwiches with. He had finally got out of his whole mediation therapy state but he was still a cold hard bastard in her book. She loved him, she accepted him for everything he is…was and will be. And yet the man was irritating when it came to showing where he completely stood, ever since she had become more of a women in filling out in certain places he would protect her and once in a while sent signals he might have feelings for her but it never followed through. She was angry just like tonight, she got hit on by a drunk he protected her and then turned cold. She was sick of it! She had been on missions before, so what was the purpose of this DAMN sparring exercise!
On the other side, there was Aoshi…the once former leader that walked down a dark narrow path that eventually found his light. His string of hope had been Misao always being by his side and trying to get him to smile…to this date he had never really smiled, he had smirked but that was about it. He had showed his emotions of frustration and anger while fighting but he never did beyond that. He had helped raised the woman before him and for about ten years he was absent from her life physically and maybe a year or so emotionally and mentally. Yet here she was, he knew she had feelings for him and HE KNEW that those feelings had changed to some degree from a teenage crush to those of a woman. He didn't know if it was sheer attraction from both sides or something deeper ran through both of them. He block another one of her kicks as he saw the determination in her eyes to win and he knew he was not going to let her win that easily over him. He pushed her leg aside as he made another kick towards her head of course she ducked and tried to give him an uppercut to the stomach but he too dodged it. She was frustrating beyond belief how did that cute little girl turn into such an alluring woman?
He was not worthy of her, he was not allowed to have her…he could not…he must NOT! She was the leader and deserved a man who could stay by her side to help lead the Oniwaban and yet the thought of her with another man angered him beyond control. He let out a growl of frustration as he pinned her to the ground, she let out a small "Omph" as they landed with her on bottom and him on top. Their faces just inches from each other and her hair sprawled out around her. The stick that had been holding her hair had fallen out at one point causing her to look even more alluring than before. His fingers caressed her face and her eyes that once held anger now showed confusion. He didn't care as her skin was softer than silk to his touch, his eyes followed his fingers as they trailed down to her jaw, so soft and smooth. He traced down her neck and Misao began to shiver at the sensations before her being caused by the very man who had once told her to never show her face to him again, then later changed to return to Aoiya…and had sparred her after making her so damn angry now…now he was touching her in such a way that confused her.
His face leaned in closer his breath on her skin Misao's heart pounded in her chest at the intimate contact that was on her body and face. They didn't know how much time had passed when the door flew open with Okina standing in the door way with his arms crossed and that usual gleaming expression on his face, "I see you two have settled your differences."
Aoshi got up smoothly off of Misao and Misao struggled to even just sit up. She was flushed and part of her top had been pushed off her shoulder, "I will accompany Misao on her trip with Saitou." With that quickly said Aoshi left the hall leaning a once angry turned confused to a now fuming Misao in the training hall. Okina looked at Misao and knew something was going on, he didn't know quite yet but he would discuss it with Aoshi later.
"BASTARD!" Misao threw a Kunai towards his direction and Aoshi didn't flinch as he dodged it. He continued to walk out, he needed to get away from her…he had lost control for just a moment to enjoy the feeling of her next to him, it must not happen again. Aoshi marched up to his room seeing that everyone had returned from the festival but made no notion to speak to them. Misao came storming in looking still rather disheveled and flushed. Okina was teasing her to no end and she marched up to her room.
"WHAT HAPPENED?"
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Well here is the chapter, I hope you liked it! I see you all next time!
