Hey you guys this is the next part! I've had a semi-ly good week at school so I very happy. La li la I already counting the days till our next holiday I can't wait. And I'm getting my mangas soon that I ordered. Well n e ways enough about me. On with the next part. Standard disclaimers and everything. O and please r+r even like a smily face or something would do my self esteem and writing abilities a lot of good.
"Aoshi-sama!" she said genkily as she opened his door. Aoshi groaned and covered his eyes as bright sunlight flooded the room. "Aoshi-sama." Misao said as she tugged his arm. Aoshi sat up and his shirt fell open. Misao's eyes fell upon the scars on his broad chest. If I could just heal those scars, I bet I could heal his heart too. She thought wistfully. "Nani, Misao?" he asked. "Do you know what today is?" she asked. "Iie." He said coldly. Misao's face fell. "O." she said in a depressed tone. "Was there something you wanted to tell me?" he said. "Uhh iie. Nothing, Jiya just said to wake you up." She said stuttering as she got up and left the room. Aoshi sighed. How COULD he forget what today was. It was her 18th birthday. He picked up the little box under his clothes. At first he was going to give it to her, but now he was afraid that that would only encourage her to pursue him more. But isn't that what you and her want? His mind asked. She's a woman now no longer a child. Iie, I want her to be happy, to find someone who can give her that happiness. Aoshi laid back on his futon. She caused him to have emotions that he always thought he had locked away, but they surfaced when she was around. You couldn't tell it from his icy exterior, but those emotions were there, sometimes you could even see them in his eyes.
"Ne Misao look who's here." Okon called. They'd already started the party. It was just a few close friends and other Oniwabanshu members. Misao hurried over to greet her guest. "Tachiko-san?" she said with a surprised look. "Please just call me Kanata." He said bowing a little. "Hai Kanata-kun." She said with a smile. He handed a present he'd had hidden behind his back and gave it to her. "Arigatou!" Misao said with a smile as she teared open the wrapping. "Wahh sugoii!" she said holding up a beautiful gold necklace. "You like it?" Kanata asked. "It's so pretty!" Misao squealed as she hugged Kanata. Kanata blushed slightly as she let go. "Well the lady at the store said that any girl would like this so—" he trailed off as he saw Misao go show it to the other guests.
Misao brought out another bottle of sake for everyone. Most of the guests had already left, except for Kanata-kun who was now unconscious from drinking too much. Jiya and the rest of them were drunk as hell and were singing off key. Misao winched as Jiya hit a piercing note. She glanced around the now messy room and sighed. She was going to probably have to clean it all up since the others were all drunk. She sighed as she looked towards the doorway. Aoshi-sama didn't come down at all for the party. She thought sadly. She saw a figure flash across through the doorway. He's going out again? She thought as she followed him. Kanata saw her go out the door and opened his eyes. He hadn't really drank all that much but had wanted to have a reason for sticking around. He followed her out the door, staying a safe distance behind. He could tell that they were heading into the more disreputable part of town.
Misao watched as Aoshi entered a tavern or inn, she couldn't tell what. She knew this was the red-light district of Kyoto, but still wasn't too familiar with this part of town. She watched as a drunk man came out with his arms around 2 scantily dressed girls with heavy makeup. Masaka! She thought, No Aoshi-sama would never do that. She waited a minute or two and then entered the tavern. Inside were scantily clad waitresses serving sake and foreign beer. A lot of the men hooted at her as she came inside. She grabbed one of the waitresses. "Did you see a tall man with black hair go by?" she asked. "Shinomori-san? He went that way." The girl said slightly confused. "Arigatou." Misao said heading in that direction. Shinomori-san? Is this where he comes every time he disappears? She thought. She came to a hallway riddled with doors. She opened the first door and slammed it shut, shouts coming from inside. Her face was red as a tomato at what she'd just seen. "Aoshi-sama wouldn't do this. Would he?" she asked herself, her face still red from the scene she saw.
She opened every door, apologizing to the occupants inside as her face reddened more and more. Finally she came to the last door and slid it open slowly. "Shinomori-san why don't you come over here." A slutty voice said inside. Misao froze. "Hai." A familiar male voice replied. Misao peeked through and saw a beautiful woman, with her kimono half sliding off her shoulders, sitting on a futon, with Aoshi walking over to her. She pulled off Aoshi's shirt and flipped him onto his back straddling him, drawing slow circles on his scarred chest. Misao closed the door and breathed hard. "Ojousan would you like to come play with us?" a slurred voice said from behind her.
Misao felt a hand grab her by the arm and another pinched her butt. "Lemme go!" she said desperately, as her clip fell from her hair. "I don't think so. Isn't that why you came here? To have a little fun." The man leered. Two other men joined him. "This one's not bad, and she has some fighting spirit it ought to be fun. Why don't you share her with us." They said laughing. The man from before threw her into a room, the other two following and closing the door behind them. "Tasukete!" Misao called, her foot throbbing from when she hit the floor.
Aoshi turned his head, Was that Misao's voice? No, why would she be here. He thought, turning his attention back to the girl on top of him. Where'd Misao go? Kanata thought as he shook off one of the girls hanging on him. "I told you I'm not interested." He yelled at the girls trailing him. "Then why're you here?" one of them said with a smile. "I'm looking for someone." He said trying to shake them off his arms. "And I'm that someone right?" a girl said getting in front of him, her breasts pressing against him. Kanata shoved her away. "Misao!" he called. Aoshi heard it again, Misao was calling for help. He knocked the girl on top of him away and walked out the door. He bent down as he saw a clip on the floor. It was Misao's, he'd seen it when she came to wake him up this morning. "Shinomori-san come back." The girl said in a slutty voice. Aoshi ignored her and opened the nearest door. He heard Misao's voice again and walked in that direction, opening all the doors. Misao! Kanata thought frantically as he heard her cry. He shoved the girls off of him and took off in that direction.
"Be good and we won't hurt you." A man said, licking a knife in his hand. He had her pinned down, and was sitting on top of her. Misao felt like he was crushing her with his weight. She cried out again and the man hit her with the handle of the knife, she saw stars. She tried to kick him from behind but the other two men grabbed her legs and pinned them down. She wimpered in pain as her right leg slammed into the ground. "Be good now, cause I get you next and I want you to be at least half way alive." One of the men said with a laugh. Misao winced in pain but did not cry out as the man on her right applied more pressure on her leg. The heavyset man ontop of her, opened the top of her kimono, staring at the uncovered part of her chest. He reached down to open the kimono more, when the door slid open. Two men walked in, one with blue hair and one with black. "What do you think you're doing!" the blue haired man said outrageously. The two men pinning Misao's legs got up and launched themselves at the newcomers. The black haired man took them out in the blink of an eye.
"Hey Aoshi-san you should leave one for me." The blue haired man complained. Both their eyes coldly turned on the heavyset man. He got off Misao and backed away frightenedly. The blue-haired man came at him and his fist lashed out, causing the other man to stumble backwards with his nose bleeding. Aoshi kneeled beside Misao, who was holding the top of her kimono closed, frightenedly. "Daijoubu?" He asked softly. "Of course she's not ok!" Kanata exclaimed kneeling on her otherside and taking off his coat and putting it around her. He accidentally hit her leg, and she yelped in pain. He moved aside the bottom of the kimono and took a look at her leg. "This isn't good I think it's dislocated." He said. He picked her up and carried her to the door. Aoshi stood up. "I'll take care of her. Why don't you go back to what you were doing." He said a bit disdainfully, as he took in Aoshi's shirtless appearance. "Hai." Aoshi said in a monotone voice. "Bastard." Kanata muttered under his breath. Aoshi paused in midstep but did not turn around. "Take care of her." He said before he left.
"Misao this is really going to hurt." Kanata said as he held her leg. Misao nodded and grimaced as she gripped the floor more tightly. "Alright here we go." Kanata said, as he popped the bone back into place. Misao gave a painful yell, but the pain soon subsided. She breathed hard, "A-a-a-arigatou." She said, trying to stand up. They were back at the Aoiya but the other's were still passed out, so Kanata had helped her set her leg. "It's ok." He replied, getting up, and helping her. "Why were you at the uhh ano—" Misao said with a faint blush. "I was following you. But I do know what that bastard Shinomori was doing there." He said clenching his fist. "Don't talk about Aosh-sama that way or or or--." Misao said. "Wakatta." Kanata said holding his hands up in surrender. "I won't talk about Shinomori like that anymore." "Don't call Aoshi-sama so disrespectfully." She said, trying to walk but her right leg gave out under her. Kanata reached out and caught her and lifted her up. "I lost all respect I had for him when I saw him at that whore house." He said darkly as he brought her to her room. "Aoshi-sama must have had a reason to be there though." Misao protested. Kanata didn't answer. He laid her down on the futon and walked to the door. "Get a lot of rest and don't try walking on that leg for a day or two, it's still injured from before." He said, closing the door behind him. Misao sighed and snuggled into her covers. "Aoshi-sama." She murmured before she drifted off into a peaceful sleep.
"Misao-chan! Wake up!" Omasu called. Misao squinted her eyes at the bright light that filled the room. "There's a woman downstairs looking for Aoshi-sama." Omasu said urgently. Misao's eyes opened and she straightened her kimono, before rushing to see the woman. She stared as she saw the woman who was with Aoshi yesterday. "Little girl where's Shinomori-san, iie Aoshi-san." The woman asked. "Who are you?" Misao asked. "I'm his wife." She said matter-of-factly. Misao stumbled backwards and her legs gave out as she landed in a chair. "His wife?" she asked incredulously. "Hai. We got married last night." The woman said, primping her hair. "What's all this commotion." Aoshi said, walking into the room. "Aoshi-san, they've been keeping me here and not letting me see you." She said throwing herself at Aoshi and hanging onto him. "Aoshi-sama is she your new wife?" Misao asked in an unbelieving voice. "Hai." He said shortly. "Souka, why wasn't I notified of the wedding." Misao asked. "I didn't think my personal life should trouble the okashira." He said monotonely. "Okashira?! This little girl is the Okashira? The woman said unbelievingly. "Hai. Makimachi Misao, okashira of the Oniwabanshuu." Misao said holding out her hand. The lady stared at her hand distastefully, Misao drew her hand back. "This is Saiyo-san." Aoshi said calmly. "Nice to meet you Saiyo-san, I have some business to take care of so I'll leave you two alone for now." Misao said shortly, and she turned and walked out the door. "Misao-chan." Omasu said softly as she saw the glimmer of a tear fall down Misao's cheek as she walked past.