PART 11:
(Misao POV)
"Just alittle more," Misao quietly grunted as she squeezed herself through the tiny window of her room. It wasn't even a whole window but half a window that originally didn't open all the way until Misao managed to use the large broken piece of mirror as a screw driver and unscrewed the hinges. She had been slowly putting together her plan a little at a time.
Soujiro had originally come back two hours later to bring her food. He continued his lobby for her to give in to "their love" and be with him. When she again denied him, he slapped her and dumped her food on the floor. When he left he said that eventually she would see the light and he would just have to be patient.
Yea right, she thought. She had been at this escape plan for roughly 12 hours now, having to every hour quickly hide her progress when her captives came to check on her. In her time here she had learned the name of Soujiro's mother Yumi and saw the white haired man who grabbed her, but he never said a word to her, just leered at her breasts.
She was so tired and ready to collapse, but now she just had to pull her feet out of the window and she was free. Pulling herself out of the window, Misao quickly noticed that she had been in the basement of an old brick house. Making a quick mental note of the house, she turned and ran just as she heard Soujiro scream in pain behind her. They had underestimated her. She had scooped up all the old shards of glass from the mirror and secured it over the door with a piece of the bed sheet, so when Soujiro came into the room again the sharp pieces of the mirror would fall onto of him, buying her enough time to run and get lost.
While she ran she noticed her body was quickly giving out on her. The cuts on her legs were burning, her lungs were ready to burst and she felt her broken ribs throbbing with pain, but she kept running until she was out of that neighborhood and in the downtown business district, whic if Misao had to guess was three miles away from the house. Finally, she felt herself give out as she stopped in front of a Japanese restaurant called the Acabuko. Walking in Misao saw heads turn and stare at her in shock. She saw a young teenage waitress run into the back as she leaned on the counter, bringing out a woman slightly older than she with brown hair piled in a neat bun.
"Oh my stars child, are you ok?" she said with a slight southern drawl.
"Please help me," Misao croaked as the woman rushed over to steady her while the young girl went to grab some water. "I was kidnapped and being held, but I escaped, please hide me. They're looking for me."
The woman nodded as she ushered her into the back office and draped a blanket over her. "What's your name suga?"
"Misao. Please don't let them find me, I ran three miles away from them, but I can't anymore," Misao felt the tears rolling down her face.
"Don't you worry your pretty little head, no one here will say a word. I'm Tae the owner of this place and this is my niece, Tsubame. We will help you and don't you worry about those patrons, I'll take care of them."
With that she left and Tsubame handed Misao the water and gently wiped away her tears with a tissue as Misao heard the woman, Tae's voice from outside, "Ok y'all, I need you all to forget you saw that woman in case anyone comes lookin' for her. If y'all can do that I'll take all your information from each of you and give you free food for a week. Is that ok y'all?"
A few minutes later, she turned and knelt down in front of a shivering teary Misao, "No trouble at all suga, people will do anything for free food. Now we need to get you to a hospital pronto."
Misao shook her head, "No first I need you to call my boyfriend, Detective Aoshi Shinomori, Homocide. I need him here before I go anywhere."
Tae nodded, " Ok first we call the boyfriend, then an ambulance ok?" Misao nodded and Tae grabbed her phone punching in the number Misao recited from heart. She turned away and Misao waited with baited breathe which was then released with joy when she heard Tae.
"Yes, hello is this Detective Aoshi Shinomori, homicide?" She paused and smiled back at Misao who burst into relieved tears. "Yes sir, I have something here that belongs to you. Goes by the name Misao."
(Aoshi POV)
Aoshi flew down the streets with his lights blaring on his mustang as he raced downtown to Misao. He was still in shock but he over the moon.
He had tossed and turned all last night, taunted by images and dreams of Misao. He had been up since 4 am that day, going over the case and checking in with everyone on updated info. Katsu and Sano were still looking for Kamatari who was a prostitute and off the grid, but they were knocking around heads looks for her. Megumi had done some research on Yumi and discovered she owned several lots of property throughout the country and China which were believed by several police departments to be used to dump bodies, carry out torture of Shishio's enemies and cut and prepared Shishio's growing drug supply. Unfortunately, whenever they raided the places, Yumi was always tipped off by an insider and made sure to clean house before they showed, ergo why she had never been arrested.
Soujiro Seta was Aoshi's main concern. He was an unstable guy who in his youth had been in and out of psychiatric hospitals for years. When he turned 18 his records were sealed, which is how he was able to teach at a university, but Megumi was working on getting them unsealed to see the extent of the issues that landed him in the hospitals.
Kenshin was running the plates of all the black vans registered in the area, but Aoshi had felt stuck. He was going over his notes again when his phone rang with an unknown number flashing. When he answered it he felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. Some woman was telling him Misao was at her restaurant and wanting him. He didn't need to hear anything else. He took the address and ran out the door. He called Kenshin and told him and his partner said he would meet them at the hospital after he got to Misao.
Now he was only two minutes away, probably breaking some kind of speed record. Soon the sign for the restaurant came into view and Aoshi abruptly parked his car in front and ran into the restaurant.
"Detective?" squeaked the young girl holding a menu.
When Aoshi nodded she led him into the back room where underneath a blanket, looking like a broken china doll, was his Misao. Aoshi felt his blood boil as he looked at her bruises, cut lip and black eye. They would all pay he would make sure of it. "Misao"
Misao's eyes shot open and she looked up to se him. Instantly her eyes welled up and she ran into his waiting arms and he crushed her to him. "Aoshi-sama! You found me!"
Aoshi bent down so Misao could wrap her arms around his neck and he stood up with dangling from his neck. He kissed every part of her face; her eyelids, her bruised eye, her cheeks, her neck and then finally gently on her lips, prodding her mouth with his tongue. He wants to hold her and taste her and make sure she was real and here in his arms safe. He pulled back and kissed away the tears falling down her face before burying his nose in crook of her neck; inhaling deeply.
"Misao, I thought I lost you. I damn near killed Shishio and we have been turning this city upside down to find you," Aoshi said as he sat down on the couch in the office folding Misao's legs over his lap, while they waited for the medics to arrive. "Was it Soujiro Seta who did this to you?" His voice grim and full of rage.
Misao, who had curled herself into the warmth of Aoshi's embrace, nodded, "Yes, the first time he tried to make me kiss him and touched my breasts, but I bit his lip and made him bleed so he pushed me into a mirror shattering it and then kicked me in the ribs until I passed out."
Aoshi's blood was cold; You're a dead man Seta! "He tried more than once?"
Misao nodded, "yea, each time I denied him and he would slap me, then his mother would come in and make him stop." She sat up and touched his face, angling him down to look at her, "but I got him back Aoshi."
Aoshi listened as Misao told him of her booby trap and how she escaped and as angry as he was with her he was proud she was able to think on her feet and get away. He smirked when she kissed his neck, "My brave little ninja!" He kissed the top of her head, "I'm so sorry Misao, this is my fault. I didn't protect you. I left you get taken and you were targeted because of me. I'm not worthy of your love I know—"
Misao slammed her lips to his, violently pulling on his hair before she pulled away to look him square in the eye, "Don't you ever say that again! I love you Aoshi! I am so proud of you and what you do! Soujiro is crazy and Shishio deserves to go to jail. All you did to try and find me, I can't even believe! I love you!" Aoshi crushed his lips to hers just as the ambulance pulled up to the restaurant. When they broke free, the couple thanked Tae and Tsubume for all their help and he carried her outside to the waiting medics.
Before he turned her over to them, she kissed him one more time before saying, "Besides my love, don't forget I am a Japanese woman, so I was fighting myself while my warrior was out fighting the war."
Aoshi chuckled and kissed her one last time before laying her on the waiting gurney. God I love this woman.
As he watched Misao get treated, he called Kenshin to update him on all Misao told him. When he hung up he saw Sano and Katsu walking up to the restaurant. Nodding to Misao in greeting both men stood off to the side, while Aoshi filled them in.
"So what's the plan iceman?" asked Sano, while Katsu interviewed a blushing Tae.
"Do you still have your shotguns in your car?" Aoshi asked, never looking away from Misao.
"Sure do, never know when you may need it," said the spiky haired detective as they loaded Misao into the ambulance.
Without another word, Aoshi went into the ambulance briefly to say good bye to Misao. She looked at him with fearful eyes.
"You're going aren't you?" When he didn't respond, she grabbed his shirt and crushed him into a kiss. "Please come home to me tonight. I can't stand for us to be apart again."
Aoshi cupped her face and gently ran his thumb over her cheek, "I promise I will meet you at the hospital soon. Kenshin is there with a bunch of uniform officers there to protect you. As soon as I am finished with this I will be there. I promise."
Misao nodded but didn't let go of his hand just yet, "Aoshi? Please don't kill them for what they did to me. Be the better man. Only do it if you absolutely need to ok?"
Despite the anger in his heart, Aoshi found himself promising and meaning it.
As he watched the ambulance drive away, Sano and Katsu came over and flanked him. Aoshi peeled his eyes away and began walking to his car. "Gentlemen, let's go kick in a few doors shall we?"
20 minutes later, the three of them were strapping on bullet proof vests and loading their Remington 870 12 gauge shotguns. They were at the brick house Misao had told him about in her statement. She had been smart enough to notice the house number and street in her haste making it easy for them to find it.
Two cars were parked in the driveway and lights lit up the house. Quietly the three men quietly walked up to the house with Katsu and Aoshi going in the front and Sano waiting in the back. Counting to ten Aoshi kicked in the door, "Police! Put your hands up!"
Aoshi saw a woman run out the back while Soujiro stumbled off a chair and tried to follow but KAtsu got to him first and put the gun on him. When he saw Aoshi, he smiled.
Crazy, son of a bitch! He's actually smiling at me, Aoshi throught as he narrowed his eyes and stepped to him.
"End of the road Coach Seta," Aoshi stepped to him with his gun on him. "Katsu go see what happened to Sano and the woman."
Soujiro cockily presented his wrists and Aoshi put the restraints on, never tearing his eyes away, "Just so you know Seta, we found Misao and she's safe now. Your game is up and your father is going away for life. Maybe the two of you can share a bunk."
"Oh my pretty Misao huh? Did she tell you all about our romantic weekend?" Aoshi stepped back and looked at him as if he had truly lost his mind. Soujiro just smiled more. "I must tell you I've had whores before, but none of them quite compare to Misao. The way her lips tasted, her soft skin and I'm sure I don't have to tell you how great her breasts feel in your-ow!"
Aoshi quickly used the butt of his shot gun and with a mighty blow, popped Soujiro in the nose, which caused a loud pop. Soujiro cradled his nose in his hand that was now overflowing with blood, "You brokth my noseth!"
Aoshi smirked, "You fell. Hey Katsu, Sagara, what's going on?"
Aoshi grabbed Soujiro by the elbow and brought him outside, to find Katsu using the hose to wash out Sano's eyes. "What happened?"
Sano coughed, "Stupid bitch had mase on her and sprayed me in the eyes. She's in the wind."
Aoshi cursed but continued to march Soujiro out and threw him into Sano and Katsu's car, "We'll get them, we got him. They can't stay hidden for long. At least Misao is safe and Shishio has no leverage."
Soujiro began laughing like a maniac from within the car, "You think that was his only play Detective? Mister Shishio is always ready."
The three looked at him and shook their heads, convinced he was absolutely insane.
"Listen Iceman, go see your girl ok? We'll book this guy and tomorrow we'll start our manhunt for the other two. We'll get 'em."
Aoshi nodded his thanks and got into his car and drove to the hospital, happy that the ordeal was over and his Misao; his heart, had returned.
(Yumi and Enishi)
"That bitch!" said Yumi as her eyes flashed death as she and Enishi sat hidden in his car as they watched Sano and Katsu get into their car with Soujiro in the back and drove away. "I don't know how she got out, but now my husband and my son are in jail! I want to ripe her eyes out!"
"Easy Yumi, don't forget, they don't know all of Shishio's moves. I think it's time for Plan B," he smiled menacingly. "I think I'm going to enjoy this Plan."
He leaned forward and pulled out a black business card and rubbed his thumb over the font, "You know I've been meaning to go to the gym lately." The two smiled evilly as he started the car and drove away.
(And the plot thickens! I know I'm evil! Hopefully I can post Sunday, but if not look for another post Monday. Have a great weekend! PLEASE REVIEW!)
