Author: YourSecret'sOut
Title: Accidentally In Love
SPEAKING "..."
THOUGHTS '...'
ITALICS DREAM/PAST SCENE
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Aoshi ran a hand through his hair, closing his eyes briefly as the name registered in his mind. Memories of the King came quickly and awareness hit him. "Soujirou Seta?"
"Yes—"
"How did you get my number?" Sano glanced at his older brother for a moment, hearing how his tone changed.
"That doesn't matter," Soujirou answered calmly. "But my girlfriend matters. Stay away from her, Shinomori. I'd greatly appreciate it."
He was getting upset listening to the younger man confront him. He had some nerve. "What—"
"Don't take me for a fool," he interrupted heatedly, "I see how you look at her. I didn't realize it then, but now I see that you have the same look for her as you did in the past. Keep your distance and accept fate. You didn't get to have her then, you won't get to have her now."
Aoshi let his lips form a thin line, silence developing between them. It was clear that Soujirou had the dreams also, Aoshi needing no additional evidence. He had heard from Misao that he was a kind guy, but he couldn't tell at the moment. He sighed loudly, "I don't have time for this—"
"Just know that you'll regret it—again, if you try taking her away from me."
Aoshi listened as the younger man hung up, hanging up himself after several seconds. Soujirou was acting like the controlling King he once was, a man few respected. He wondered in the back of his mind if Soujirou would ever strike Misao in this life, fury flooding his senses at that thought. He placed the phone next to him, shaking his head as his thoughts drifted off to Misao. He hated thinking about her, let alone seeing her. Memories of her flooded his mind whenever he did the two. He would remember her soft curves against his body, her giggles underneath the sheets, her long legs—
Their relationship in the past wasn't strictly sex, but the fact that they couldn't display their affection publicly caused problems. In bed, they could express their feelings and lie with each other for hours, something they both enjoyed doing. There were secretive glances and touches here and there, but not too much of it was allowed in fear of being found out.
Aoshi inhaled, trying to come across something else to think about than the young girl that haunted his dreams.
"Aoshi?"
He looked to his younger half sibling, "Yes?"
"Who was that on the phone?"
"An annoyance."
&&
Week Later
Misao stared at the board, pretending to be listening to every word that was leaving Mr. Hajime's mouth. He scribbled words quickly, her blue eyes slowly scanning the room to watch her fellow classmates. They were glancing up and down from their paper to the board, copying each word that he wrote. Misao figured that she should've done the same. Her hand was moving on her paper, so she figured she was unconsciously writing everything down that she needed for the next quiz or test. She looked down at her lined paper, her right brow twitching in irritation when she saw Aoshi's name clear as day on her paper.
She ripped the sheet from her notebook, balling it up quickly. 'Soujirou would die if he saw this.'
She handed it to the girl behind her, whispering, "Could you throw this away? Thanks."
She lowered her hand, staring at her empty sheet of paper with her pencil pressed against it. She was ready to pay attention, her thoughts were clear; Aoshi wasn't on her paper—'Aoshi.' She noticed how the man hadn't been over at the house, but merely pulled his car in the driveway to pick up Tomoe for another date. Misao didn't quite understand and it bothered her greatly since it seemed as if he were avoiding her. Soujirou on the other hand, went back to his usually happy self and hadn't mentioned Aoshi at all. Her blue eyes darted over to Soujirou when she heard his voice, answering a question that Mr. Hajime directed towards the class.
'Soujirou..' She cared for him, but she didn't love him. Between Aoshi and himself, something was different and she knew that the type of feelings were the difference. She slowly closed her eyes, biting softly on the inside of her cheek. She yearned to see Aoshi, the week feeling like an eternity of separation. Misao sighed softly, placing her arms on her desk and lowering her head onto them, getting into a comfortable position as Mr. Hajime's voice faded from her ears.
Aoshi stood several feet away as Misao and Soujirou had tea, his eyes gazing out of the large window that revealed the gorgeous garden. Misao favoured going to the garden at least once a day, one thing she did to pass time. She also ventured into the maze, despite getting lost after all these years. Aoshi closed his eyes briefly at the thought of her getting lost in the maze ever since she was a child. She was a silly girl.
"Misao?"
Misao hesitated, but let her blue eyes meet with her husband's. "Yes?"
A small smile was on his lips, "Ready to confess yet, dear?"
She fidgeted in her seat uncomfortably, slowly placing her small cup of tea down in front of her. He may have been smiling, but his words were cold and full of bitterness. She cleared her throat, resting her hands on her silk covered lap as Aoshi listened quietly. "Soujirou—"
"Simple question. Answer it."
She felt like crying. She was being put on the spot, embarrassed that Aoshi had to witness Soujirou treating her this way. Being pregnant didn't help either, which she hadn't yet announced to Soujirou. She wanted to tell him soon so he would think it was his baby. "No," she answered quietly, looking over to look out of the window. An uncomfortable silence came as Soujirou stared at his wife, his jaw clenching noticeably. Aoshi feared that he would strike her at that very moment. He read his eyes. He knew what he wanted to do.
"Misao," he growled out quietly, looking at Aoshi. "Can you believe this, Aoshi?"
Aoshi met his eyes. "Excuse me?"
"Can you believe that my wife won't tell me who has had her body?" He didn't give the bodyguard time to respond, "You know, Aoshi, I have reason to believe that you are the mystery man."
"My King, I can assure you that I am not."
Misao gave Aoshi credit. He was an amazing liar. He didn't flinch once or hesitate to speak. He kept eye contact with her husband. Soujirou eyed the bodyguard; sure that Megumi heard the wrong voice. Soujirou shook his head, standing up and pushing away from the table roughly, causing the cups of tea to land on the floor. Misao flinched as he did so, closing her eyes when the expensive glass shattered on the marble floor. She whimpered when he grabbed her chin, lifting her gaze up to his. "I'll find out who it is. He's dead."
With a flick of the wrist, he turned her head away from him before walking out of the room, the door shutting quietly behind his figure. Misao swallowed, getting out of her chair and bending down to retrieve the broken pieces of glass before a hand stopped her. She looked to see Aoshi, bending down also. "We wouldn't want the Queen to harm herself."
"Aoshi.."
"I would've stepped in if I could've."
A small smile came to her lips. "I know."
She stood as he picked up the pieces, standing up himself once he was done and dropping them on the table. Misao stopped him from cleaning up the rest of the mess, telling him that she would get a maid to do so. He nodded slowly, staring down at her, "Is it mine?"
Her big blue eyes blinked in surprise before glaring dangerously. "Aoshi, what kind of question is that?"
"Misao, you do have a husband and I am sure that you have slept with him."
She shook her head, stepping closer to him as her glare vanished, "It's yours-ours. Soujirou hasn't touched me in some months. He was either gone or too tired to participate in any late night activities," she teased lightly, getting a small glare from her bodyguard. She let out a delighted laugh, a blush springing to her cheeks when he rested his hand on her cheek before slipping it to the back of her neck. He pulled her mouth to his, the soft kiss sweet and gentle. His feelings spilled through and Misao felt her heart skip a beat, knowing that he was excited about the news of a baby that he would be able to watch over from afar once born. She let her lids slide shut as his tongue begged for entrance against her lips. She vowed that when she had the child, she would let Aoshi be close to him or her, but have Soujirou pose as the real father. It hurt her that they couldn't be the family she wanted, but it pleased her to know that Aoshi would love her no matter what.
Outside of the door, Soujirou slowly leaned against it, his blue eyes traveling to the ceiling. A malicious grin came to his face as he shook his head, giving his wife credit for keeping the affair a secret so long. 'So, it is her beloved bodyguard. That bastard, lying through his teeth! Well, I'll take care of this little predicament.' He fumed, outraged that his wife was pregnant—and the child wasn't his. 'She'll pay—'
"Misao, honestly, get some sleep at home!"
Her eyes shot open when she heard the bubbly voice, looking up to see Kaoru standing by her desk with a science book in her arms. Kaoru gave her a playful smile, tilting her head as her friend sat up, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. 'I'm not going to lie, that kiss was amazing.' "Sorry—what are we doing?"
"Lab assignment, again. There's a worksheet to do with the lab also. Bummer. Mr. Hajime said we could be partners again, but we have to actually get something done."
Misao nodded slowly, grabbing her writing utensil as she stood up, letting her gaze drift over to Soujirou. He was paired up with a good friend of theirs, a cheerleader from Misao's squad. He was laughing at something she said, a smile on his face as he finished and listened to her. 'He's like a different man in my dreams, but he has been showing signs of resemblance to the monster he use to be..' Soujirou let his gaze meet hers, his eyes thinning as he let his smile widen. She stared, a slight shiver running down her spine. The smile seemed cold, not his usual bright smile.
She waved slightly, forcing a smile to her lips before following Kaoru to their lab area. Kaoru threw her long hair in the usual ponytail, snapping her goggles on in unison with Misao. Saitou watched from his desk, waiting for a student to ask for his assistance. Misao sat down on the silver stool, inhaling deeply as she looked to her best friend. "Kaoru?"
"Yes?"
"How should I break it off with Soujirou?"
Kaoru looked at her in surprise, taking a seat next to her and scooting the stools closer together. Misao had whispered the question so no one around them would listen. Kaoru lost her happy smile, "What? Really?"
"Really," she murmured, looking down momentarily. "I think—no, I know I want to break it off with him."
"Because of Aoshi?"
"Yes, and the dreams. Soujirou has been acting differently also. I just want to break it off before things get out of hand."
"Well," Kaoru started, her brows knitting together in thought. Kenshin thought that face expression was cute. "When I broke it off with Kenshin, I just flat out told him it was over."
Misao nodded, remembering that rough patch the couple hit. Rumors of Kenshin having an infidelity issue ran wild a year into their relationship, Kaoru not knowing what to believe. He's a handsome man and she knew women chased after him, despite the fact that he was with her. Soon, stories started matching up. Women would tell her when they were with him and he happened to be gone that night, so she had enough and broke it off. It lasted for a week. She told Misao how Kenshin cornered her when she was trying to get her stuff out of the house and somehow, it all turned into a lovemaking session in his bedroom. He convinced her that he would never look at another woman, let alone sleep with one. His eyes turned into a beautiful color of amber gold and the two girls' knew that he meant business once his eyes changed colors.
"I see."
"Soujirou will want an explanation, I'm sure."
"I have one. I'll just tell him the truth."
Kaoru raised a brow, "Which is what? You have dreams about a hunk and you have sex with him in your dreams and now that you see that the hunk is real, you wanna go for him?"
"No," she murmured, rolling her eyes. "That the feelings aren't as strong as they use to be and we're better off as close friends."
"That's cliché."
"It's the truth, Kaoru!"
Kaoru giggled, "Okay, okay."
"And if he doesn't want to be close friends, then so be it. His decision, I suppose."
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Misao leaned against her locker as she waited for her boyfriend, giving a big smile and a wave to friends' that passed, yelling their goodbyes. Kaoru came up to her, surprising her momentarily with a hug that she quickly returned. Kaoru motioned for her to call, giving her a wink before wandering off down the hall. She smiled slightly, looking ahead when she heard Soujirou call her name. She moved away from her locker, straightening her shirt and inhaling deeply, telling herself that she could do it. She never broke up with a boy before, Soujirou being her first boyfriend.
He reached her, holding his car keys in one hand. "What is it that you wanted to talk about, Misao?"
She bowed her head, "Um.." 'It sounded a lot easier in my head. Breaking up bites! I know it's going to hurt his feelings and I don't want that, but I can't keep leading him on and pretend that nothing has changed.' "Soujirou.."
"Yes? Just say it."
"I care about you," she started slowly, lifting her head back up to look at him. "I really do, but I think I'm starting to care about you as just a friend and not a boyfriend anymore. I'm really sorry—I am—"
"Misao," he softly interrupted, his smile gentle, "I understand."
She blinked several times from surprise, "What? Really?" 'Uh, was that too easy? If it was this easy, he's probably seeing another girl! JERK!'
He placed a hand on her shoulder, "Really. It happens. Don't sweat it." He paused, "Is it just a break or it's over? For good."
"I think we're over..for good," she answered quietly, trying to read his eyes for any emotions at all. He was masking them and she wanted to know what he was thinking. "Are you all right? I am sorry—"
"Is it because of another guy?"
'Oh no! What do I say! I can't say yes, how rude! Oh no, I need Kaoru! She'd know what to do! I really need to get an earpiece and have her telling me what to do in sticky situations like this. Okay, breathe Misao. If I tell him it's just because I don't feel the same anymore, it'd be half lying. I don't have to mention Aoshi, right?' "No, I just don't feel the same anymore. That's all."
"I see." The smile remained on his face, "Well, hopefully we can still be friends? You're a great girl."
'He's handling this quite well! What was I panicking about? Get a grip, Misao.' She nodded, a smile coming to her face with her nerves under control. "We can still be friends, Soujirou. Thank you for understanding me. I was worried for a minute there. You're a great guy also and you'll make another girl really happy."
'I want you but you're leaving me because of Aoshi. Bitch, I'm not stupid.' "Maybe," he answered casually, removing his hand from her shoulder. He started at her for a second before giving her a quick kiss to her forehead, glaring at the locker ahead of him. "I should be getting home, but I'll see you around, okay? Don't be afraid to call me—as a friend," he told her, flashing her one last smile before walking off and leaving her standing in the hall.
Misao sighed happily, glad that they didn't have a huge blowout and caused a scene. She saw it happen multiple times with other couples; girls slapping the boy, girls screaming and crying, guys hitting lockers. It was all drama. She smiled to herself. Things were going much better now than in the past, so she thought.
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Misao checked the answering machine as she arrived at home, shaking her head when she heard her mother on the phone. Tomoe explained that she would be running late and Misao needed to start dinner without her. Her mother was quite the busybody and couldn't sit still for a minute, but Misao didn't mind. She had Megumi. 'Though she has been with Sano almost everyday. Those two getting together still shocks me.'
She deleted the message, tossing her purse on the table before heading upstairs to her room. She stripped out of her school clothes, carelessly flinging them onto her bed as she slipped on a tank top, putting her long braid behind her as she walked out of her room. She padded down the hallway and to the stairs, smiling when she heard the door open. She knew it was either Megumi or Kaoru, hurrying down the stairs in her black tank top and underwear.
Misao halted, her face faulting when her eyes locked with another pair of blue. Aoshi didn't bother hiding the fact that his eyes wandered down her petite frame, lingering on her creamy legs before traveling back to her eyes. "Misao.."
'MISAO, wake up! You're standing in your house with no pants on! In front of Aoshi—' Misao gasped softly as she came back to Earth. 'What if he doesn't like what he sees? NO, that's not what I should be worrying about—I should be worrying about being embarrassed, but it's not my fault! This is my house! I can walk around naked for crying out loud! Aoshi just decided to waltz on in here—' She tugged her tank top down a bit, "A-Aoshi, what are y-you doing here?"
"I came by to speak with your mother," he murmured, noticing when she tugged her tank top down.
"She's not here," she rushed out, feeling her cheeks become warmer by the second. "I'll tell her you stopped—"
"I had another dream."
"..You did, too?" She forgot about her current state of dress, her muscles relaxing as he mentioned the dream. She walked down the last few steps, standing a few feet away from him and glad that her tank top stretched to cover some of her underwear. "What was it about?"
"You became pregnant in the past," he told her, "and it wasn't Soujirou's."
"I had the same one, just today in class!"
He raised a brow, "In class?"
She glared slightly, "I tend to fall asleep in a lot of classes. It's not my fault; blame the boring teachers talking about nonsense! Especially Mr. Hajime.."
He listened as she continued to ramble, the corners of his mouth twitching upward slightly. He stepped closer, closing the distance between them as he interrupted her, "Soujirou called me last week."
"Wha—he did! Why? How did he get your number?"
"I'm not sure how he got my number, but when he called, he warned me to stay away from you. I find that hard to do. The whole week has been like hell not being able to see you."
Her gaze softened as he spoke, but wanted to hurt Soujirou physically for calling and threatening the man standing before her. 'He felt the same way..' She smiled as her cheeks started to warm up once again, "Well, don't worry about Soujirou caring to bother you anymore. I broke it off with him today after school—"
Before she could finish her sentence, his lips crashed down onto hers, her eyes widening in bewilderment. She clenched and unclenched her fists, bringing her hands to his chest to push him away, but found her fingers spreading apart as she felt his hard chest. She hesitated for a short time before letting her lids slide shut, giving into his kiss that deepened as she did so. His hands found their way to her hips, pulling her body against his as she opened her mouth eagerly, moaning as his tongue ravished her mouth. Soujirou never kissed her as passionate as Aoshi was doing at the moment. She shyly let her tongue slide against his, earning a groan from the man before he pulled away from her, his blue eyes narrowed. His breathing was ragged, along with hers as she tried to catch her breath.
'WHAT just happened—that didn't just—' "A-Aoshi—"
"You don't belong to him anymore," he mumbled to her, letting his hand wander up her side as he let his lips find her jaw line.
Excitement flooded her senses. 'He's right..'
"There's nothing in our way this time," he spoke, making her gasp as he moved to her neck and took skin into his mouth. She unconsciously tilted her head, wanting him to continue and get better access. "You're mine for good in this life."
'I'm his.' "I'm yours."
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See, I told you there would be A+M action! I keep my word–at times. Hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! More dreams will reveal what happened and what will happen. Will history repeat itself? Keep reading to find out ;o) Next chapter will be out in a few days. I try updating all my fics on the same day, so I'll be working on those stories also and try getting the chapters up. R&R! Tell me what you thought :o)! Don't be afraid to leave long reviews either, since a reader was worried about writing too much. I don't care. Write as much as you want if you have questions or just want to talk about the story. I read all the reviews :o)!
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