WARNING: I was being stupid... er I hope you don't catch what I put in here...

Chapter 14

Aoshi stared up into eyes glowing with righteous fury. Misao had a right to be angry with him seeing as he broke the roof that was over her room causing a ton of wood splintering the room, and a ton of feathers littered her floor. On top of that she might still be feeling ill. Aoshi started praying to all of the gods that he knew of until she yelled out his name. When he heard her shout his name he knew it was hopeless. No god could save him from her wrath.

"Aoshi, what have you done to my room?" Misao stomped over to him, carefully avoiding the huge pieces of ceiling and clumps of sticky feathers to get to him. "ARG!"

With that Aoshi felt as though lightning would shot out from the Heavens to singe him to his core. Or, in other words: Shinomori Aoshi cowered away from one Makimachi Misao, weasel girl.

Misao took a deep breath closing her eyes to block out the image of her room; she raised her hands to stop any protests that Aoshi would through her way, "Now, Aoshi-sama, I may be able to forgive you if you do something for me. But, if it's not done exactly as I say, as precisely as my instructions give, I may just have to hurt you-" Aoshi almost fainted at this, Misao can have the wildest imagination at times and he feared just what she might do with it.

"Now, the first thing to do is to get me out of this room," Misao went on, she hadn't seen Aoshi's face go sickly pale. "You'll then have to find me a comfortable place to sit down before I open my eyes and then you'll have to find me some food! I'm soo hungry!" Misao had placed her hand over her stomach, hunching over as if the pain was eating away at her.

She opened one eye to see whether Aoshi was following her orders, but she just saw him in the exact position as before. "Snap to it Shinomori! I'm not feeling any better!" She closed her eye again.

Misao heard Aoshi scrambling up slipping over the watery wood. Misao felt the feathers stir around her as Aoshi ran behind her, his trench coat stirring the air around her so that her spine tingled, to sweep her up in his arms.

Misao almost smiled, almost laughed at he scuttle to obey her.

Misao felt giddy with anticipation. Never in all of her wildest dreaming had she ever thought or imagined that her Aoshi-sama would follow her orders as closely as she followed his. She knew she could trust him with her life, and she knew that what ever he did would be okay. And besides, she wasn't angry with him. It was all fake. Yell at someone enough and they'll feel guilty. Misao had to suppress a giggle before her Aoshi-sama figured it out.

His feet touched softly onto the Aoiya floor incase Misao did not like the sound of feet pounding. Aoshi ran to the room that he knew to be the most comfortable in the entire restaurant. He slides the rice door open as quietly as it would go then hopped into the room to place Misao on the immaculately folded futon in the corner of the room.

"Stay right here Misao, I'll go make some breakfast," Aoshi said in a small voice know that she never went unarmed even to sleep. Aoshi left Misao alone in the room after that.

Peeping open one eye Misao couldn't help to gasp in shock. Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that she would ever order Aoshi around but never had the thought cross her mind that he would willingly bring her to his own private bedroom! Misao almost fainted from elation!

In the kitchen Aoshi was putting his culinary skills to the test... well, the little that he had since he had never had the pleasure of cooking for himself or anybody else. Aoshi just wanted to make something good for Misao, hoping that he did not burn down the Aoiya in the process.

Aoshi brought up the best flavor of tea the Aoiya had and also brought up a bowl of rice and miso soup to Misao. He was very ashamed to say that he couldn't cook anything else, it being the first time he had ever been in the kitchen with the intents to actually cook something. But at least its edible, ne?

Aoshi stopped in the middle of the room, unsure how to proceed to the demon –ahem- Misao so he set the tray down on a table nearest him then turned back to Misao. She looked to be meditating; it was the first time he had ever seen her quiet without being asleep.

Warily proceeding to Misao Aoshi thought about how peace she looked and wondered if he, too, looked peaceful when he meditated. Aoshi continued forward noticing that Misao looked quite beautiful when she was sitting calmly as she was now.

Before Aoshi could reaction Misao had sprung up from where she had been so serenely sitting to wrap her arms around Aoshi which caused him to go off balance and with her swinging and jumping around with all of her energy they fell to the floor.

Aoshi was petrified at the horror that Misao might unleash upon him.

Misao ended up on top pinning Aoshi to the ground. "OH! AOSHI-SAMA!" Misao tightened her grip on Aoshi's head, giving him the hardest hug that she had ever done to anyone. Harder than Okina's hug when she arrived home after such a long time with Himura. "I'M SOO HAPPY!"

Misao yelled some more words, most unintelligible to Aoshi whose face was bright red from the position that Misao was hugging him in. She was scrunched up on his chest, her legs where to either side of him, and her chest... was wrapped just like her arms. Around his head. - Well, not around because that would be physically impossible, but you get the picture. –

Aoshi started suffocating. Misao could scream and yell for hours without actually needing to breathe. Aoshi was sorry that he was not human and could live without breathing but sadly he could not. And, sadly, he started suffocating.

After a while Misao started tiring of screaming unintelligible things so she stopped. She peeled herself off of Aoshi to see that his normal pallor was tinged with blue. Tinged? Tinged is an understatement though. Aoshi's whole face was bluish purple from lack of oxygen. Misao's hands flew to her check as she screamed in true terror that her Aoshi could die.

She flew once again to him, one hand went under his nose to feel for air but none come out, her ear went to his chest to check for signs of his heart's movement but all was still in Aoshiville.

Screaming once again Misao rushed to give him CPR. Her red lips ringed his blue ones, her fingers slid over his nose to pinch them closed. Misao took a deep breath then blew into Aoshi's mouth, as she did this she tilted her head to check for signs that it reached Aoshi's lungs. She didn't see any movement from his chest. Misao tried once more breathing into Aoshi but his chest didn't rise.

Tears started streaming down Misao's eyes because she could not save the one dearest to her. Misao thought harder... what could she do?

"There... might be something stopping him from receiving the air! Something could be blocking it! His tongue?" Misao's thoughts raced a mile a minute to work through this problem.

Misao tilted back Aoshi's head a fraction then pulled down his chin to open his mouth. His tongue wasn't what was blocking him from breathing, "he must have swallowed something, he could be choking!"

Misao with her index and middle fingers reached inside of Shinomori Aoshi. She reached as far in as she could, reached down into his throat as far as her short fingers could reach. Her fingers twisted around searching, feeling, groping for anything inside of the small channel. Misao pulled her fingers out, wet, sticky and most of all gross.

More tears streamed out as she realized Aoshi was going to leave her forever. In her fury she struck with all her might against Aoshi's chest causing a reaction that she did not expect to get. Aoshi gasped for air, rolling onto his side pushing Misao away. Misao stood back incase she were to accidentally kill Aoshi again. She watched him as he breathed. His signs of life brought more tears to her eyes.

Aoshi soon had his breathing under control, he stopped shaking enough o sit up but he had to lean heavily on his weakened arms. His back was to Misao, he heard moaning and sniffling from where she stood a foot or two away from him. His black hair and blue eyes turned around to meet hers but Misao's head hung low.

"Misao..."

Before the words ever left his tongue the young ninja raced out of the room leaving Aoshi alone and confused. She rain from the room with tears streaming out of her azure eyes.

"Misao! Wait!" Aoshi tried for standing up but his legs crumpled underneath him making him settle for being left alone...

Author Notes: Well… I didn't say that that it was perfect…

And that CPR? Well, it's not perfect so don't go following what Misao did. I forgot a lot from when I had to take it and I didn't feel like flipping through my book to make sure everything is perfect.