Disclaimer : Rurouni Kenshin doesn't and never will belong to sessha. Sessha is broke and is not worth suing de gozaru yo. -_-'' Oro !

A/N : I noticed that I haven't been developing the feelings between Soujirou and Misao that much... (turns out Jo-san was right... I'm too fast !) yea... I think I got a little side-tracked... so here's a WAFF Soujirou/Misao chapter, at last ! ^^v *victory!*
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Soujirou's Dream - chapter 14

Soujirou was sitting by the lake catching fish... or at least trying to catch fish... so far none of the stubborn fishes in this particular lake were responding to his "expertly techniques".

"Hey Soujirou." Misao emerged from the path and sat down next to Soujirou under the tree where he was. "Watcha doin'?"

"Trying to catch some fish." Soujirou paused. "Well, actually I don't need to because I've got one right here next to me." He grinned at her.

"Mou!!!! Soujirou~!! Are you calling me a fish?!" Misao wailed.

Soujirou chuckled in amusement. "Just joking Misao-chan."

"Hmph." She crossed her arms in mock anger and leaned into the roots of the tree. "Ite... the stupid tree is so hard." she started complaining after a while.

Hearing Misao complain about the tree being "hard", Soujirou snaked his arm around Misao's waist. "Soujirou..." she snapped her head towards him. Soujirou only grinned in reply. "Soujirou, what are you trying to do?"

Soujirou grinned again. "Let's just say I'm providing you a... cushion."

A confused look crossed her face, but that was soon gone as she settled herself in his "embrace". She found that leaning her head on Soujirou's shoulder was kind of comfortable... and pretty soon she fell asleep in that position.

Noticing that her breathing had slowed down, Soujirou looked down and saw that Misao had fell asleep. He reeled in the line, too tired to try catching anything anymore... the only thing he wanted to catch was her attention. Wonder what it's like to kiss her now... Soujirou thought silently to himself. He put the fishing rod next to him, like as if it were his nihontou, and slowly turned his body so as not to wake her up, until he was facing Misao. He brushed a few strands of hair from her face tenderly, lightly resting his thumb onto her lips and inched closer... and that was when she woke up.

She sucked in a deep breath, surprised to find Soujirou hovering above her, but she wasn't receptive; her eyes were still slightly closed since she had just woken up, Soujirou hadn't noticed; she could just barely feel the light brush of his lips against her own, sending multiple jolts down her spine. His face was so close... so close... and finally she felt his lips press hard on her own.

So many feelings running through his body... need... desire... want... yes... he couldn't deny it anymore... every single day his body ached to hold her in his arms... to feel the taste of his lips against hers... to love... and be loved in return. Yes... there was no backing out now... both were already caught deep in the web of love. Desperate to make his feelings known, Soujirou pressed himself harder against her, his tougue forcing its way down her throat, brushing every corner of her mouth, and he knew that she was already awake, and that she was enjoying every moment of his kiss.

Misao was shocked that Soujirou was so straightforward, she felt herself unconsiously returning his passionate kiss, their lips pressing harder against each other... tougues brushing desperately against one another... both were fast out of breath already... and they knew it... and yet both were reluctant to end their intimate contact.

Finally, it was Soujirou who broke the kiss; they lay there for a while, both breathing hard and flushed deep red.

"Misao... gomen... I..."

"Iya... its ok Soujirou...." Misao paused. "In fact I also-" Her sentence was cut of when Soujirou abruptly hugged her.

"You don't need to say anything Misao... I'm glad things turned out the way they did..." They sat there like that, Misao listening to Soujirou's heartbeat... heartbeat... how much exactly does he love me ?

"Misao... aishteru..." Soujirou continued, whispering into her ear. "Misao... I really... love you so much...." How his heart ached for her... how much he wanted to hold her...

"Oh Soujirou... aishteru... aishteru mou.... Soujirou I love you too...." Misao whispered back. A lone tear made its way down her cheek, and dropped onto Soujirou's hand.

"Misao? How come you're crying?"

"Because I'm happy..."

If only we could stay like this forever....