Title: Fated Chance
Pairing: Misao X Seta Soujiro
Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters ::sighing:: So don't sue me?
Note: ::looking embarrass:: This is my first Rurouni fic, and a Seta/Misao one at that, so please C&C.
Chapter 1
Sighing with weariness, Tae-san was just about to close her doors when a young man walked into her restaurant.
"I'm sorry" she bowed. "I'm afraid we're closing"
"Oops" the boy laughed, slightly embarrassed as he placed one hand over the back of his head. Giving her an apologetic smile, he headed towards the door when her voice called out.
"No. Wait" Tae-san gestured to a table. "I can't let you out there without something warm to drink first"
"Thank you" the boy smiled again as he took a seat. Laying his sword on the table, he shivered as a cold burst of wind fluttered his blue gi. Glancing around, Soujiro couldn't help but stare at the warmth this place seemed to radiating in. 'I wonder if Himura-san comes here often' he thought as a pretty girl gave him a cup.
"Thank you" he smiled at her as he took a sip.
"You must be cold" Tae-san sat across the table to study him. The pretty girl with the dark hair took the seat next to her.
"It's slightly chilly" Soujiro smiled warmly.
"Aa." Tae-san shivered herself when she felt the breeze. "I would hate to think that somebody is out at this time of night"
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Rushing as fast as her legs could carry her, Misao held onto the precious bundle tighter when she heard the enclosing footsteps.
"There she is!" A loud shout came behind her. Running faster, Misao glanced desperately around, hoping that at least one building was open. 'It's too far to the Kimiya dojo.' She realized with a clinch heart. Turning around a corner, she was relived to see the lights on in a restaurant. Smiling with triumphant, she stumbled towards the door. Her legs almost falter as she burst inside. Sliding the door close with one hand, she stepped back and waited.
"What the—" Tae-san leaped up in surprise.
"Misao-chan?" Tsubume's eyes grew wide.
"I—" Misao's words were cut off when the door crash open violently.
"It's about time," a man breathed harshly.
"Who knew that bitch could ran that fast" another man nearly keel over.
"Shut-up, all of you" A large man held up his hand. Gazing up, he snarled as his eyes landed on Misao and her bundle. "There's no where else to run, Misao-chan…" Taking out a small dagger, he made his way to her. "Now, give it up…"
TBC