RABUKOME
Chapter 6B When They All Get Home
Short note: ok, this part, is purely mine (I wrote the first part) and joan-chan, who is one hell of a writer did most of the work here.
And btw, I just added this part to have the chance to show what the other couples are up to. So if I messed this up, it isn't Aristophane's work. Blame it on Yuki-san ok? Thanks for the review. I'm really glad that this fic is working and that you are all enjoying it, I hope as much as I am in making this. I know I have, like tons of grammatical and spelling errors, but I hope you bear with me. When I get the chance to polish this, I'll be sure to check the errors. Thanks gain. Reveiws and comments and critiscms are all welcome!
RABUKOME
Chapter 6b When They All Get Home
MISAO: (facing Kaoru with arms crossed, pouting) Hey Kaoru, that wasn't fair, how come she gets to go home with Sano?
KAORU: Because Sano fetched her and I trust that Megumi would keep our vow. Besides if Aoshi comes here too I'd let you go with him. It's not like we're all complete here. Some of the girls have already successfully gotten out with their husbands and I have warned them about the oath. They just want to spend some time with their husbands.
MISAO: Daijobou. But if Aoshi comes, I get to go with him, right?
OKON: I'm sure Kaoru will hold on to her words.
KAORU: And speaking of Mr. Ice, look out there Misao. (points at some moving shadows outside)
MISAO: (running past Kaoru and finding Aoshi standing by the tree with Okina and Yahiko) Oh, he's here! I can't believe he came for me.
KAORU: Who goes there?
YAHIKO: It's me Busu. And don't go acting like a military lookout. Where's Tsubame? I want to talk to her.
MISAO: Ask Aoshi if he wants to talk to me?
KAORU: Anyone else you guys want to see?
YAHIKO: (looks at Aoshi and Okina) Nope, just Tsubame.
KAORU: Are you sure?
YAHIKO: Dammit Busu, do I have to repeat everything I say. TSU-BA-ME. I am looking for her.
KAORU: You brat! Watch your mouth. I don't care if you want to see her or not. I forbid that she goes there. Beisdes you never told me that you've alredy done it with her.
YAHIKO: (muttering to himself) I can't believe Tsubame told them. (To Kaoru) That's none of your damn business! C'mmon Busu. I haven't see her for months! I miss her already! And besides I respect her decision if she wants to abstain. I just want to hold her hand.
OKON: Oh, that's too sweet. I'll go get Tsubame. (hurries down to fetch Tsubame)
KAORU: Oh yeah? Why should I believe you?
YAHIKO: If you won't send her out here, I'll go there myself.
KAORU: You dare?
YAHIKO: (crossed his arm and glared at Kaoru) It's no fair! I have to see her.
KAORU: Come back when you have a copy of the peace treaty. (Yahiko stomps on the ground, gives her a nasty glare and walks away)
OKON: That was mean!
KAORU: Trust me, he'll be back. I'm just giving him a hard time as punishment for being rude. And I like to see that boy squirm. Give him half an hour and I'll be sure that he'll get in here, crawling by the backdoor
OKON: Hontou?
KAORU: I know this kid. (Okon runs to the backdoor grabbing Tsubame on her way to wait for Yahiko)
OKINA: And by the way Kaoru-chan, I want to see my Misao too and Okon and Omasu and the rest of the girls there. Can I see them?
KAORU: All of them?
OKINA: (eyes glowing) Yes please.
KAORU: I'll go ask the girls. (A moment later a collective shrieks of horror and screams of disgust were heard) Nope, sorry, no one is interested. How bout you Aoshi? Came here for Misao?
AOSHI: ....
MISAO: Of course he did! Can I go now?
AOSHI: Actually, I'm just here to make sure Okina does nothing stupid. I respect your desicions to abstain. I will just have to find a place to stay. (looks at Misao) I'll see you as soon as the peace treaty is signed. Good night Misao-mine. (leaves, his trench coat swaying in the night)
KAORU: Wait! Wait Aoshi-sama!
AOSHI: (turns his head, looking lost and forlon) Yes?
KAORU: I remembered Tae saying that you can stay at the Akabeko. There's plenty of room there upstairs!
AOSHI: Hai! Arigatou Kamiya...errrr Himura-san. (starts to leave again)
KAORU: Are you sure you want to leave Misao here behind?
AOSHI: (nods silently and walks away)
MISAO: (Gapes at the leaving Aoshi and promptly burt into tears) Waaah! He doesn't love me! He's ok with the whole idea of me not...of him not....(he truns to Kaoru) What should I do Kaoru? What if he decides to leave me?! Mou! I knew this was going to happen!
KAORU: (sighs, patting Misao by her head) Daijoubu Misao, I'm sure Aoshi just doesn't want to...well, you know, torture himself. I'm sure he won't be able to, um, control himself once you two are left alone in one room.
MISAO: (wiping her tears) Well, that's too bad, cuz I want to spend the night with him! And I intend to! Whatever it takes. I'm going to make him suffer for being so...so...so sensitive and thoughtful!
KAORU: (big sweat drop) Huh? Excuse me?
MISAO: Yes! Yes! I'm seeing it! I'm going to make him really squirm! (she turns to Kaoru with gleaming eyes) Would you allow me to follow him?
Fine. Just make sure that you don't have....
MISAO: Postive. I won't even lay a finger on him...
KAORU: You have to promise.
MISAO: Kaoru don't you trust me?
KAORU: Nope.
MISAO: Aw, Kaoru!
KAORU: Fine. Just, please, try not to betray us, ok?
MISAO: (gives a salute and jumps out of the window into the dark)
KAORU: Misao! Not a finger! remember?
MISAO: Hai! Just trust me, ne? I'll give you the full account on what happened. (winks at Kaoru)
KAORU: Uh, no thanks. But be careful ok. (smiles and waves goodbye and notice Okina standing alone) Hey, Okina, are you sure you're alright staying there?
OKINA: I'm fine.
KAORU: Ok, I'll just leave you there. (closes the door and moves away from it)
OKINA: (looks hungrily through the walls) Heh, Tanuki, no one can keep me out. Especially not from a house full of beautiful and young women! (hides in the shadows)
Evil laugh piercing the night....
Aoshi was somberly walking towards the Akabeko in which he hoped was the right direction, the last thing he wanted was to get lost and be forced to sleep on the street. He was finding it hard to concentrate, he kept having a flashback of Misao when he came home late the other week.
He chanced upon Misao still bathing but regardless, she jumped on him, soaking wet and all, hugging him and yelling that he was such an idiot for surprising her but frantically kissing him all over his face.
Someone was walking up behind him. He turned smoothly, his eyes flashing. The silent street stared back at him. He sighed. He was getting all jumpy over nothing. He stopped by the Akabeko and was surprised to find out that the door was open. He wasn't shocked to find the place in such a mess. It seemed that the girls have left in a hurry to support Kaoru's plan.
He sighed, thinking that only Himura's wife was head-strong enough to propose such an outrageous plan. He pitied Himura, truth to be told and chuckled silently calling to mind Saitou's enraged expression when he found out that it was his wife's support that sealed the feminine uprising.
Actually, at first he was worried, Misao is pretty headstrong at times but he also knew how to wear his wife's energy down having been married to her for quite some time now. He knew how to expertly catch the hurled kunais and how to turn Misao into jelly in his hands.
AOSHI: (smirking loudly) Oh, yes, I know how to tame the enemy, better yet, one angry weasel
MISAO: Oh, you're here finally! (she greeted cheerfully, but stopped herself, she had to get on with her plan)
AOSHI: (stares blankly at her)
MISAO: What's wrong Aoshi? Aren't you going to greet me? (she asked softly)
AOSHI: Ta-tadiama. (a little surprise, but not entirely unhappy. No. Not at all.)
MISAO: You seemed so surprise. You can't get rid of me that quickly. (she smiled. Ha! He's going to take the bait! He has to, or else...) Well, go wash you self. I'll be waiting at our room. (heads towards their room)
AOSHI: But...I thought...I....(he sighed, he will never truly understand womnen) She seemed a little miffed that I didn't want to take her from Kamiya-san.... (he stood for a moment analyzing the situation, but smirked again, full of confidence and male pride, he certainly hoped Misao was madder than a spurned peahen because it is her volatility that enlivened their marriage. Most of their fights would result in such a passionate joining, and he enjoyed the challenge of Misao's muleheaded principles.) Wait till Sagara hears about this! I, Shinamori Aoshi, able to break a sacred vow of the women! (he liked the idea so much he hurriedly cleaned himself off and headed towards their room)
He quietly entered the dimly lit room the sight that greeted him so startled him he dropped his kodachis heedlessly in their tatami.
There, bathed in moonlight, looking as pure and sweet as an angel was a silent and docile Misao.
MISAO: (watched him through her bangs and tried to imagine what was going on his mind...she was loving every minute of this...She sat on her heels, facing him and she raised her head only briefly, her blue eyes demurely downcast before bowing her head, her hands folded neatly on her lap her hair was caught up in a very wifely bun, her kimono simple but evocative.)
AOSHI:...(She didn't say a single word as Aoshi perused her and Aoshi found himself becoming decidedly anxious)
MISAO: Welcome home anata
She had said it so softly that Aoshi strained to hear her and was dumbfounded when Misao refused to look at him.
AOSHI: *What the heck is going on?* ( he thought furiously, his scowl increasing when he saw Misao flinch as if in fear)
MISAO: Anata, desu, you have no need to shout (trying her best to look fragile and forlorn)
Aoshi realized that he wasn't merely thinking, he has shouted and rightly so, because his wife has thoroughly rattled him. He saw her fingers were white as she gripped them together and he was appalled!
He strode over to her and sat on his heels in front of her, he studied her quietly, unable to believe this was his wife who shouted invectives earlier and demanding that they sign the treaty.
AOSHI: Misao-mine, please tell me what is wrong? Are you sick? (Maybe she hurt her head or something like that, Aoshi thought)
MISAO: (she took a deep breath and burst into tears at his light touch, she didn't have any problem looking weak and defeated) Watashi...watashi...iie...
Bewildered and horrified, he tried to comfort his wife. Even as a child, she never cried like this, true, she threw temper tantrums but even in the wake of tears, Misao could still be spitting mad and full of bravado. He kissed her forehead, her temple and it seemed most natural that his lips would caress hers too.
Pliant in his arms but unresponsive, Misao's lack of response really rankled on Aoshi. Whenever he kissed her, she gave him as good as she got. But now it was like he was enduring his attentions.
His stomach turned queasy at such a horrible thought and he felt his temper rising.
He lifted his lips from her and Misao immediately opened her eyes, half-opened actually because her lashes were still demurely lowered, as she pulled away from him.
His temper was sorely strained now and before he knew it, he took his petite wife in his arms and kissed her passionately, knowing his wife adored his unpredictable bursts of passion. He was just getting into it when he realized Misao was absolutely still in his arms.
With a strong oath, he dropped his arms and stood up, pacing like a restless tiger while giving his wife dark looks.
MISAO: (Misao took a deep breath, trying to control her growing mirth and modulated her voice to a soft whisper) Anata, would you like tea?
AOSHI: Iie (he bit out, his mind thinking rapidly while giving his wife dark looks. Is this some sort of a twisted plan? He studied his wife some more) Misao...
MISAO: (she cut him off with another soft voiced offer) Massage?
AOSHI: Iie.
MISAO: Would you like me to fan you? The weather is a bit warm? (fanning herself, deliberately loosening the top of the kimono she was wearing, revealing her creamy skin. She smiled slowly at the way his eyes skimmed over to her breast)
AOSHI: (ignoring the loosened material) No!
MISAO: Would you like to rest your weary head upon my lap? (asked Misao sweetly, hiding her self-satisfied smile. She caught him draw his eyes to her folded knees and the way he licked his lips....she tried not to double over in laughter. She decided to torture him so more...)
Whirling, Aoshi turned to chastise his wife and found her still in a very submissive pose. He had started to feel his hardness pressing on his pants the moment he caught a glimpse at her skin and heady memories found it's way into his brain. But there was something decidedly wrong with Misao....
A small smile was playing at her mouth and belatedly, he realized his wife's plan. He strode over to his wife, hauled her to her feet and began shaking her, as if trying to shake some sense into her.
AOSHI: Chikusho Misao! Stop being so damn docile!
MISAO: I'm not...(she lowered her voice seductively and hunched her shoulder, making sure that he has a full views of her cleavage, pressing herslf into him and then backing away when she felt his hard shaft, blushing to the roots of her hair, which thankfully Aoshi didn't notice)
AOSHI: (he wasn't sure if she was seducing him or was playing mind games with him. But his problem was, he couldn't even think of making love with her while she's acting so....so prim!. He stared at her eyes. When Misao's eyes were still spinning, Aoshi whirled around, picking up his fallen kodachis and grabbing his trench coat) That damn female! Who does she think she is?
MISAO: Aoshi-sama? (she whisphered in a weak voice she knew Aoshi hated)
AOSHI: Nani? (he growled)
MISAO: Watashi... I would feel much stronger if you would sign the peace treaty, anata, (whispered Misao fluttering her eyelashes mockingly)
AOSHI: Hai! (he bellowed before stomping out of the bedroom. Feeling his hardness lessen into a more bearable pain) Being prim doesn't become you weasel, I hate it do you hear me? (he shouted before slamming the door and walking out of the room)
Misao made sure Aoshi has gone a safe distance before she began laughing, rolling in the neatly made futon in her hilarity.
Smugly, she realized her husband's plan to tame her and knew she wouldn't be able to resist her husband's tender persuasion. Being so unlike herself would sure unbalance him. She grinned and rolled over, unpinning her hair and shrugging off her kimono to don her ninja uniform. She better report back to Kaoru-chan and see the developments in the other girls.
MISAO: Aoshi-sama, you better sign the treaty or suffer my wrath.
A kunai blade gleamed in the dull light.
Author's note:
Wai! Wai! Jo-chan is really good. All creadits should go to her for this scene! But I must tell you, that I added most of the lemony part...because I'm a weird freak. So if this is a little NC 17, blame me, ne? And, I am such a slob, I lost the copy of Rabukome, so it'll take a bit longer for this fic to finish. I hope you'll continue to be patient and all. ::sigh:::
Jo-chan, would you like to say something to our readers?
jo-chan: Ohayo! Actually, my contribution just looked good because yuki-dono edited it! =) Anyway, i'm really glad for this chance to collaborate because eversince I've read Rabukome, I've been bursting with ideas! I'm just glad because at least, I got to read this particular installment first! bwahaha! well, like the other readers of rabukome, lets just hope yuki-dono finishes it, or we have to resort to extreme measures and tie her to her computer! (evil grin) Hey yuki, maybe you can help me with "Intricacies of Fate"? happy readings guys, i'm really enjoying this fic!
Chapter 6B When They All Get Home
Short note: ok, this part, is purely mine (I wrote the first part) and joan-chan, who is one hell of a writer did most of the work here.
And btw, I just added this part to have the chance to show what the other couples are up to. So if I messed this up, it isn't Aristophane's work. Blame it on Yuki-san ok? Thanks for the review. I'm really glad that this fic is working and that you are all enjoying it, I hope as much as I am in making this. I know I have, like tons of grammatical and spelling errors, but I hope you bear with me. When I get the chance to polish this, I'll be sure to check the errors. Thanks gain. Reveiws and comments and critiscms are all welcome!
RABUKOME
Chapter 6b When They All Get Home
MISAO: (facing Kaoru with arms crossed, pouting) Hey Kaoru, that wasn't fair, how come she gets to go home with Sano?
KAORU: Because Sano fetched her and I trust that Megumi would keep our vow. Besides if Aoshi comes here too I'd let you go with him. It's not like we're all complete here. Some of the girls have already successfully gotten out with their husbands and I have warned them about the oath. They just want to spend some time with their husbands.
MISAO: Daijobou. But if Aoshi comes, I get to go with him, right?
OKON: I'm sure Kaoru will hold on to her words.
KAORU: And speaking of Mr. Ice, look out there Misao. (points at some moving shadows outside)
MISAO: (running past Kaoru and finding Aoshi standing by the tree with Okina and Yahiko) Oh, he's here! I can't believe he came for me.
KAORU: Who goes there?
YAHIKO: It's me Busu. And don't go acting like a military lookout. Where's Tsubame? I want to talk to her.
MISAO: Ask Aoshi if he wants to talk to me?
KAORU: Anyone else you guys want to see?
YAHIKO: (looks at Aoshi and Okina) Nope, just Tsubame.
KAORU: Are you sure?
YAHIKO: Dammit Busu, do I have to repeat everything I say. TSU-BA-ME. I am looking for her.
KAORU: You brat! Watch your mouth. I don't care if you want to see her or not. I forbid that she goes there. Beisdes you never told me that you've alredy done it with her.
YAHIKO: (muttering to himself) I can't believe Tsubame told them. (To Kaoru) That's none of your damn business! C'mmon Busu. I haven't see her for months! I miss her already! And besides I respect her decision if she wants to abstain. I just want to hold her hand.
OKON: Oh, that's too sweet. I'll go get Tsubame. (hurries down to fetch Tsubame)
KAORU: Oh yeah? Why should I believe you?
YAHIKO: If you won't send her out here, I'll go there myself.
KAORU: You dare?
YAHIKO: (crossed his arm and glared at Kaoru) It's no fair! I have to see her.
KAORU: Come back when you have a copy of the peace treaty. (Yahiko stomps on the ground, gives her a nasty glare and walks away)
OKON: That was mean!
KAORU: Trust me, he'll be back. I'm just giving him a hard time as punishment for being rude. And I like to see that boy squirm. Give him half an hour and I'll be sure that he'll get in here, crawling by the backdoor
OKON: Hontou?
KAORU: I know this kid. (Okon runs to the backdoor grabbing Tsubame on her way to wait for Yahiko)
OKINA: And by the way Kaoru-chan, I want to see my Misao too and Okon and Omasu and the rest of the girls there. Can I see them?
KAORU: All of them?
OKINA: (eyes glowing) Yes please.
KAORU: I'll go ask the girls. (A moment later a collective shrieks of horror and screams of disgust were heard) Nope, sorry, no one is interested. How bout you Aoshi? Came here for Misao?
AOSHI: ....
MISAO: Of course he did! Can I go now?
AOSHI: Actually, I'm just here to make sure Okina does nothing stupid. I respect your desicions to abstain. I will just have to find a place to stay. (looks at Misao) I'll see you as soon as the peace treaty is signed. Good night Misao-mine. (leaves, his trench coat swaying in the night)
KAORU: Wait! Wait Aoshi-sama!
AOSHI: (turns his head, looking lost and forlon) Yes?
KAORU: I remembered Tae saying that you can stay at the Akabeko. There's plenty of room there upstairs!
AOSHI: Hai! Arigatou Kamiya...errrr Himura-san. (starts to leave again)
KAORU: Are you sure you want to leave Misao here behind?
AOSHI: (nods silently and walks away)
MISAO: (Gapes at the leaving Aoshi and promptly burt into tears) Waaah! He doesn't love me! He's ok with the whole idea of me not...of him not....(he truns to Kaoru) What should I do Kaoru? What if he decides to leave me?! Mou! I knew this was going to happen!
KAORU: (sighs, patting Misao by her head) Daijoubu Misao, I'm sure Aoshi just doesn't want to...well, you know, torture himself. I'm sure he won't be able to, um, control himself once you two are left alone in one room.
MISAO: (wiping her tears) Well, that's too bad, cuz I want to spend the night with him! And I intend to! Whatever it takes. I'm going to make him suffer for being so...so...so sensitive and thoughtful!
KAORU: (big sweat drop) Huh? Excuse me?
MISAO: Yes! Yes! I'm seeing it! I'm going to make him really squirm! (she turns to Kaoru with gleaming eyes) Would you allow me to follow him?
Fine. Just make sure that you don't have....
MISAO: Postive. I won't even lay a finger on him...
KAORU: You have to promise.
MISAO: Kaoru don't you trust me?
KAORU: Nope.
MISAO: Aw, Kaoru!
KAORU: Fine. Just, please, try not to betray us, ok?
MISAO: (gives a salute and jumps out of the window into the dark)
KAORU: Misao! Not a finger! remember?
MISAO: Hai! Just trust me, ne? I'll give you the full account on what happened. (winks at Kaoru)
KAORU: Uh, no thanks. But be careful ok. (smiles and waves goodbye and notice Okina standing alone) Hey, Okina, are you sure you're alright staying there?
OKINA: I'm fine.
KAORU: Ok, I'll just leave you there. (closes the door and moves away from it)
OKINA: (looks hungrily through the walls) Heh, Tanuki, no one can keep me out. Especially not from a house full of beautiful and young women! (hides in the shadows)
Evil laugh piercing the night....
Aoshi was somberly walking towards the Akabeko in which he hoped was the right direction, the last thing he wanted was to get lost and be forced to sleep on the street. He was finding it hard to concentrate, he kept having a flashback of Misao when he came home late the other week.
He chanced upon Misao still bathing but regardless, she jumped on him, soaking wet and all, hugging him and yelling that he was such an idiot for surprising her but frantically kissing him all over his face.
Someone was walking up behind him. He turned smoothly, his eyes flashing. The silent street stared back at him. He sighed. He was getting all jumpy over nothing. He stopped by the Akabeko and was surprised to find out that the door was open. He wasn't shocked to find the place in such a mess. It seemed that the girls have left in a hurry to support Kaoru's plan.
He sighed, thinking that only Himura's wife was head-strong enough to propose such an outrageous plan. He pitied Himura, truth to be told and chuckled silently calling to mind Saitou's enraged expression when he found out that it was his wife's support that sealed the feminine uprising.
Actually, at first he was worried, Misao is pretty headstrong at times but he also knew how to wear his wife's energy down having been married to her for quite some time now. He knew how to expertly catch the hurled kunais and how to turn Misao into jelly in his hands.
AOSHI: (smirking loudly) Oh, yes, I know how to tame the enemy, better yet, one angry weasel
MISAO: Oh, you're here finally! (she greeted cheerfully, but stopped herself, she had to get on with her plan)
AOSHI: (stares blankly at her)
MISAO: What's wrong Aoshi? Aren't you going to greet me? (she asked softly)
AOSHI: Ta-tadiama. (a little surprise, but not entirely unhappy. No. Not at all.)
MISAO: You seemed so surprise. You can't get rid of me that quickly. (she smiled. Ha! He's going to take the bait! He has to, or else...) Well, go wash you self. I'll be waiting at our room. (heads towards their room)
AOSHI: But...I thought...I....(he sighed, he will never truly understand womnen) She seemed a little miffed that I didn't want to take her from Kamiya-san.... (he stood for a moment analyzing the situation, but smirked again, full of confidence and male pride, he certainly hoped Misao was madder than a spurned peahen because it is her volatility that enlivened their marriage. Most of their fights would result in such a passionate joining, and he enjoyed the challenge of Misao's muleheaded principles.) Wait till Sagara hears about this! I, Shinamori Aoshi, able to break a sacred vow of the women! (he liked the idea so much he hurriedly cleaned himself off and headed towards their room)
He quietly entered the dimly lit room the sight that greeted him so startled him he dropped his kodachis heedlessly in their tatami.
There, bathed in moonlight, looking as pure and sweet as an angel was a silent and docile Misao.
MISAO: (watched him through her bangs and tried to imagine what was going on his mind...she was loving every minute of this...She sat on her heels, facing him and she raised her head only briefly, her blue eyes demurely downcast before bowing her head, her hands folded neatly on her lap her hair was caught up in a very wifely bun, her kimono simple but evocative.)
AOSHI:...(She didn't say a single word as Aoshi perused her and Aoshi found himself becoming decidedly anxious)
MISAO: Welcome home anata
She had said it so softly that Aoshi strained to hear her and was dumbfounded when Misao refused to look at him.
AOSHI: *What the heck is going on?* ( he thought furiously, his scowl increasing when he saw Misao flinch as if in fear)
MISAO: Anata, desu, you have no need to shout (trying her best to look fragile and forlorn)
Aoshi realized that he wasn't merely thinking, he has shouted and rightly so, because his wife has thoroughly rattled him. He saw her fingers were white as she gripped them together and he was appalled!
He strode over to her and sat on his heels in front of her, he studied her quietly, unable to believe this was his wife who shouted invectives earlier and demanding that they sign the treaty.
AOSHI: Misao-mine, please tell me what is wrong? Are you sick? (Maybe she hurt her head or something like that, Aoshi thought)
MISAO: (she took a deep breath and burst into tears at his light touch, she didn't have any problem looking weak and defeated) Watashi...watashi...iie...
Bewildered and horrified, he tried to comfort his wife. Even as a child, she never cried like this, true, she threw temper tantrums but even in the wake of tears, Misao could still be spitting mad and full of bravado. He kissed her forehead, her temple and it seemed most natural that his lips would caress hers too.
Pliant in his arms but unresponsive, Misao's lack of response really rankled on Aoshi. Whenever he kissed her, she gave him as good as she got. But now it was like he was enduring his attentions.
His stomach turned queasy at such a horrible thought and he felt his temper rising.
He lifted his lips from her and Misao immediately opened her eyes, half-opened actually because her lashes were still demurely lowered, as she pulled away from him.
His temper was sorely strained now and before he knew it, he took his petite wife in his arms and kissed her passionately, knowing his wife adored his unpredictable bursts of passion. He was just getting into it when he realized Misao was absolutely still in his arms.
With a strong oath, he dropped his arms and stood up, pacing like a restless tiger while giving his wife dark looks.
MISAO: (Misao took a deep breath, trying to control her growing mirth and modulated her voice to a soft whisper) Anata, would you like tea?
AOSHI: Iie (he bit out, his mind thinking rapidly while giving his wife dark looks. Is this some sort of a twisted plan? He studied his wife some more) Misao...
MISAO: (she cut him off with another soft voiced offer) Massage?
AOSHI: Iie.
MISAO: Would you like me to fan you? The weather is a bit warm? (fanning herself, deliberately loosening the top of the kimono she was wearing, revealing her creamy skin. She smiled slowly at the way his eyes skimmed over to her breast)
AOSHI: (ignoring the loosened material) No!
MISAO: Would you like to rest your weary head upon my lap? (asked Misao sweetly, hiding her self-satisfied smile. She caught him draw his eyes to her folded knees and the way he licked his lips....she tried not to double over in laughter. She decided to torture him so more...)
Whirling, Aoshi turned to chastise his wife and found her still in a very submissive pose. He had started to feel his hardness pressing on his pants the moment he caught a glimpse at her skin and heady memories found it's way into his brain. But there was something decidedly wrong with Misao....
A small smile was playing at her mouth and belatedly, he realized his wife's plan. He strode over to his wife, hauled her to her feet and began shaking her, as if trying to shake some sense into her.
AOSHI: Chikusho Misao! Stop being so damn docile!
MISAO: I'm not...(she lowered her voice seductively and hunched her shoulder, making sure that he has a full views of her cleavage, pressing herslf into him and then backing away when she felt his hard shaft, blushing to the roots of her hair, which thankfully Aoshi didn't notice)
AOSHI: (he wasn't sure if she was seducing him or was playing mind games with him. But his problem was, he couldn't even think of making love with her while she's acting so....so prim!. He stared at her eyes. When Misao's eyes were still spinning, Aoshi whirled around, picking up his fallen kodachis and grabbing his trench coat) That damn female! Who does she think she is?
MISAO: Aoshi-sama? (she whisphered in a weak voice she knew Aoshi hated)
AOSHI: Nani? (he growled)
MISAO: Watashi... I would feel much stronger if you would sign the peace treaty, anata, (whispered Misao fluttering her eyelashes mockingly)
AOSHI: Hai! (he bellowed before stomping out of the bedroom. Feeling his hardness lessen into a more bearable pain) Being prim doesn't become you weasel, I hate it do you hear me? (he shouted before slamming the door and walking out of the room)
Misao made sure Aoshi has gone a safe distance before she began laughing, rolling in the neatly made futon in her hilarity.
Smugly, she realized her husband's plan to tame her and knew she wouldn't be able to resist her husband's tender persuasion. Being so unlike herself would sure unbalance him. She grinned and rolled over, unpinning her hair and shrugging off her kimono to don her ninja uniform. She better report back to Kaoru-chan and see the developments in the other girls.
MISAO: Aoshi-sama, you better sign the treaty or suffer my wrath.
A kunai blade gleamed in the dull light.
Author's note:
Wai! Wai! Jo-chan is really good. All creadits should go to her for this scene! But I must tell you, that I added most of the lemony part...because I'm a weird freak. So if this is a little NC 17, blame me, ne? And, I am such a slob, I lost the copy of Rabukome, so it'll take a bit longer for this fic to finish. I hope you'll continue to be patient and all. ::sigh:::
Jo-chan, would you like to say something to our readers?
jo-chan: Ohayo! Actually, my contribution just looked good because yuki-dono edited it! =) Anyway, i'm really glad for this chance to collaborate because eversince I've read Rabukome, I've been bursting with ideas! I'm just glad because at least, I got to read this particular installment first! bwahaha! well, like the other readers of rabukome, lets just hope yuki-dono finishes it, or we have to resort to extreme measures and tie her to her computer! (evil grin) Hey yuki, maybe you can help me with "Intricacies of Fate"? happy readings guys, i'm really enjoying this fic!
