Author's Notes: Hello minna-sama! I hope your're back to read this story....er, well this sequel! Cause I know you all absolutely hate me for what I left the other story at, eh heh heh. However, I couldn't just continue the story from where I left it off at. I figured, new enemy, new problem, new story! Hehe, I sometimes love my ingenious blonde brain....repeat, sometimes. Anywho, I hope you all like this story as much as the last one. To remind you, this is only my second RuroKen story. On with the madness that is my writing!

Title: The Swordsman and the Ninja (Hehe, before it was Kenshin and Kaoru (The Scholar and the Princess) now its Aoshi and Misao (Swordsman....Ninja) Haha....funny! Get it? Maybe I'll do a second sequel, The Knight and the Doctor, ::giggles::)

Author: KaBunny

E-mail: Alexandra_Miyoko@yahoo.com

Rating: PG-13 (for violence....and maybe some swearing, which I'm not too keen on coming out of anyone's mouth but my own)

Chapter One: A Dreamy Relationship

Kaoru yawned lightly as she smiled back at her reflection. She ran a brush quickly through her hair before setting it down on her vanity top and running her fingers through her dark hair, fluffing it up. She ran her fingers lightly through her bangs and gave a small laugh as she looked outside to the sun streaming through the blue drapes of her room.
'In just one week,' she thought, running her fingers over her light green nightgown. 'Just one more week. That's all I have to wait.' She gave another small giggle of excitment before running out of her bedroom and down the hall.
As she took a corner, she ran smack into a hard chest of someone much taller than her. She glanced up into the surprised eyes of Sano and smiled. "Hello, Sano," she said, brightly. "How are you?"
"I'm okay," he replied, unsure of himself. "How about you?"
"I'm wonderful!" Kaoru answered, giving another small giggle before twirling past him and wandering down the hall. "Catch you later!" she called after him as she continued walking, more like skipping, down the hall, humming a small tune.
He stared off after her and as soon as he was sure she was around the corner, his smile fell into a frown. He knew why she was so happy, but he was not so sure that "he" would come back or that "he" had even heard anything of Kaoru's up and coming wedding. So, the captain knew that if "he" had not shown up to the stop it, Aoshi and he would have to comfort and console the grieving Kaoru. 'Love can be pure and wonderful, but it can also be cruel and spiteful,' the knight thought, sighing.
"Sano!" he heard a voice call from behind him and the knight whirled around to see Aoshi jogging toward him. 'Ah, the groom to be,' Sano thought, faking a happy smile as he waved to the man. "Have you seen Kaoru around?"
"Um, I just saw her wandering off that way," he muttered, gesturing down the hall. "Be warned, however, she's humming."
"Thinking about him, again, is she?" Aoshi questioned, rolling his eyes slightly. A dark look then came over his face. "I hope he does return, for her sake as well as his."
"Me too," Sano replied, sighing again. "Anywho, I need to get back to my room. I have to finish shining my armor for your ceremony."
"Well, bye Sano," Aoshi said, smiling again at the knight as he wandered off in the direction that Sano had indicated to search for Kaoru. He glanced back only once to see Sano disappearing around a corner.
He had to find Kaoru and tell her about his latest dream. Ever since the scholar and his sister had left, he had been having strange dreams involving the young ninja. Because Kaoru had been confiding in him about Kenshin, he felt that he should confide in her about Misao. He had been doing just that by telling her of the dreams he had about meeting the young girl.
At first, the dreams had come abruptly. He and she had both seemed nervous around one another, but that had soon worn off. They became comfortable, wandering around in the twilight together, sharing stories of the past and interests that they both shared together. They connected as if they were spending time together in person and... dating.
Eventually, the dreams changed and that was only after Aoshi had professed his love to her. Of course, it was only a dream, but sometimes, Aoshi couldn't convince himself of such. It had all seemed so real. Last night, he had told her of his marriage and she had said something very strange to him that he couldn't wait to tell Kaoru of.
He approached the throne room, and the rather large door was closed. A young man was standing next to the door, however, with his arms crossed and an annoyed look upon his face. Aoshi rolled his eyes and schooled his amused face into calm lines.
"Got kicked out again, did you Shishio?" Aoshi questioned, stepping up to the much shorter man.
"The princess wished to speak with her father in private," Shishio muttered, annoyance evident in voice. The bandaged man looked up to Aoshi, his reddish brown eyes dully burning with anger. "I, of course, had to let her."
Aoshi did not know what had happened to Shishio precisely, but he knew that the man had been badly burned at some point in his life. He now worn bandages that covered all his burns on his body underneath some sort of fighting G.I. that was always partially slumped off his shoulder. His head of bandages often reminded Aoshi of the mauraders living in the Figaro Desert. (AN: I'm such a name thief, hee hee!)
"Do you know what of?" he questioned, glancing at the large door next the leaning figure.
"No clue," Shishio grumbled, closing his eyes as he tried to contain his anger in patience. "Better not be something stupid. I was in the middle of discussing peace negotiations with the king and how they should be handled with Mysidia, which seems to side with Alexandria on more than one issue upon which we disagree."
"Ah, I see," Aoshi murmured, not being able to school his amusement into calm lines anymore. "Peace negotiations...."
"Have you recovered your memories yet?" Shishio questioned, causing Aoshi to wince. A self-satisfied smile crept onto the man's face. "I'll take that as a no. A pity... you used to be... quite an adversary."
"Was I?" Aoshi asked, shrugging slightly as it did not matter. "I'll remember eventually. Ah, princess. Just the woman I was looking for."
"Ah, ah," Kaoru said, teasingly as she linked arms with Aoshi. She had just wandered out of the throne room with a slightly annoyed look on her face. "Not for another week. You should know better than to call me that."
"Sorry, Kaoru," Aoshi muttered, smiling at her. "I'll make it up to you by telling you about my latest dream."
The two continued to talk excitedly as they wandered down the hall and out of earshot of Shishio who smirked maliciously. The king's new advisor turned and wandered back into the throne room, one thought on his mind. 'You will be such a lovely pawn, Aoshi, especially when your memory comes back.'

~~~~~~ (Not done just yet, =) )

"So, you finally told her that you were getting married? But, why?" Kaoru questioned, sitting down in a chair. She and Aoshi had made their way to the library as Aoshi explained the setting of the dream, what had happened, and finally reached the part that he was dying to tell Kaoru in hopes of answers.
"Well, I felt sort of obligated," Aoshi murmured, not quite sure why he did it himself.
"But, she's just a dream," Kaoru said, confused as she shook her head.
"It feels real, Kaoru," he answered, looking up at her. She accepted that answer as soon as she saw the look in his icy blue eyes. He was telling the truth.
"So, what did she say?" she asked, quite interested in hearing what he had to say.
"Nothing at first," Aoshi answered, shaking his head and then he shrugged. "But, after awhile, and this was after I was sure I must be waking up, she said that she would fix it."
"Fix what?" Kaoru inquired, pushing her eyebrows together in thought.

"I don't know," he responded, looking back up at her again.
"What happened next?"
"I woke up," he muttered, sighing as he put his head in his hand. He had a flash of Misao in her long white flowing gown saying that she would fix it before he looked up at Kaoru again. The dark haired girl was in deep thought. Surely she would have some input.
"Princess Kaoru! We are ready to size you for your wedding dress," a woman said from the doorway.
Kaoru glanced at Aoshi nervously and sighed. "I'll have to get back to you on support for your...uh, your, uh, problem," Kaoru said, giving a small laugh at her horrible choice for words. "I'll see you later."
"Bye, Kaoru," Aoshi murmured, miserably as he watched Kaoru walk out of the library. He laid his head in his arms as another flash of Misao smiling at him passed through his head. 'Fix it? How come you couldn't be more specific, Misao?' he thought, letting a miserable sigh escape his lips.

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That was only the first chapter! Get ready for a long and bumpy ride. I hate writing first chapters! They're always the hardest and also, I believe this story will be a bit more fast paced than the other one. I don't think it will be as good ::sigh::, but then again, sequels never are. Anywho, that should give you little insight into what is scheming up in my little head, hehe!

Stay Tuned for Chapter Two: The Role of Shishio......Someone plants some ideas in Aoshi's head that makes him begin to have doubts about marrying Kaoru even if it is only to attract a certain someone. Why is Shishio the king's advisor? When did he show up? Will Kenshin and/or Misao make an appearance? One things for sure....a certain doctor and a young boy notice something strange going on!

Ja ne! ~KaBunny