Author's notes: I am having an internal conflict.
Minnie me #1: You should put Kenshin here already! Everybody's expecting that! *raises hands in the air in exasperation*
Minnie me #2: NOOOOO!!! I'm gonna write a separate fiction for them!!!! A K&K!
Minnie me #1: Yeah but Kenshin is needed for your plot!!! Well… sorta… *scratches head*
Minnie me #2: Well, he could go on later! After the Misao and Aoshi thing!
Minnie me #1: Yeah?! Well how about Megumi and Sano??!!! *Glares at minnie me #2*
Minnie me #2: Well, I'll integrate their story with M&A. *thinks*
Minnie me #1: Why can't you do that then with Kenshin and Kaoru???
Minnie me #2: Well, I want a totally separate ficcy!
Minnie me #1: For goodness' sakes… WHY?!
Minnie me #2: *POUTS* well… because I want to! It's more interesting like that…
*Minnie me #3 pops up and interrupts the two*
Minnie me #3: Why don't you sorta start them here then end them in another ficcy?
Minnie me #'s 1 & 2: WHAT?! What the hell are you talking about???
*Minnie me #3 cowers and fades away*
Minnie me #1: Kenshin! Kenshin! Kenshin! *throws a tantrum*
Minnie me #2: NOOO!!!! *also throws a tantrum*
… and the conflict goes on.
So you see folks, I simply cannot decide on what to do. Although Minnie me #3 has a more likely suggestion. *minnie me #3 pops up and grins* errrr… yeah. Anyway, I'm simply demented, so to speak. So please bear with me and my troubled thoughts for this is the only way I could "eject" my inner turmoil in me. Of course, there's the occasional trip to the toilet but that's a completely different kind of ejecting inner *aherm*… *grin*
Wahhh!!! I'm lazy to say thanks to each and every one of you. Same thing, THANK YOU ALL FOR THE REVIEWS! Very inspirational, and heart-warming. Of course, there's the usual I'll- slit-your-throat-while-your-sleeping kind of reviews, still, thanks all the same! Love y'all! ^_^
Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN RUROUNI KENSHIN!!! I hope I didn't plagiarize anything of L.J. Smith's too… not mine. Truly. Except for some parts.
The Vampire Aoshi
By Tesuka- chan
A flicker of a shadow, then it was gone.
The cloaked figure looked at the paper left by the spy. Only three words were written on it:
Near Sakura Kindergarten
The paper burned by itself once the cloaked figure exposed it to natural light. At last, there was a lead.
Why those good-for-nothing assholes! Misao fumed, I waited the whole night for them to open so I could buy my favorite Mochi balls, then they have the nerve to say it's out of stock! She stomped out of the convenience store, slamming the door shut. Inside, two clerks were cowering behind the counter, praying to the good and merciful Kami-sama that the evil- tempered woman would not come back again at least today… before they hand out their resignation letters to the manager. They can't live like this anymore.
Still fuming, she trudged along the sidewalk, only wearing her pajamas and yellow, fuzzy slippers. Her apartment was just around the corner, so there had been no need for her to change into something more appropriate. Besides, the people here are already used to her running around like that.
I swear… I'm going to sue that store! Don't they know what happens to a woman if she doesn't have her daily sweets?! DO they want crazy women taking control of the world? Why those little nitwits, why I oughtta—
*BUMP!*
She fell on her butt.
DARN IT ALL! Why am I always getting into some accident?! The deprived-of-Mochi-balls-Misao angrily stared at the person who bumped her. "Hey you! Don't you watch where you're going?!"
A tall cloaked stranger walked right past her.
Doesn't anyone have manners nowadays??!!!! "Asshole! Bastard!" She screamed at the guy, wanting a fight to cool off her nerves. When the man did not stop walking, she threw one of her fuzzy slippers at him. It hit right on target.
*SMACK!*
The man tottered a bit, then collapsed on the pavement. He moaned, and sat up after a few dizzying seconds. He turned and stared at her, blue eyes flashing with anger and annoyance. "The hell..?!"
Misao stood up triumphantly, chin up, eyes looking down at the man, her body in a haughty stance. "You think you could get away with bumping me like that?! I DON'T THINK SO!!!" She charged.
Afraid of being seen with a demented woman that obviously just came out from the mental institution, the blond American turned and ran down the street, heavy coat billowing behind him. Actually, he was more afraid of being hurt. And she looks downright scary… and capable of hurting a huge giant in her state of mind. He shook his head and continued running… crazy Japanese…
After retrieving her fuzzy slipper, she turned around, light-hearted. Ahhh… it's so much fun to start a day either with a Mochi ball or a nice scare. Hahahaha!! Ooooof! *clonk*
Bumping into a post, she then steadied herself and began walking back to her apartment building, which is just around the corner.
Aoshi approached the kindergarten gates. The sun had just set and he intended to get this over and done with by the time the sun rises. He leaped over the high fence and went in to investigate some traces of the renegade.
Misao stretched, her arms reaching over her head, her tired eyes closed. After an activity- filled day with the little tykes, she still had to punch in the conduct and grade of each and every one of them. Goodness, they're only children! How can they fail in playing or in the fun activities that I make? I hate requirements… She glanced at her digital watch. 7:00. Kaoru will be coming here anytime now. They were going to eat out. Megumi will not be able to come because she was in the "process of a very important matter." Misao smirked. Yeah right. And that very important matter spells out m-e-n. She chuckled and went around the school to inspect the classrooms for the last time, before going out. Besides, she is the only one left here and that was the rule. I'm not going to overtime again. She sighed and opened the door to her yellow classroom.
Blue met blue.
Startled, she quickly backed up and flicked on the light. She couldn't believe it. It was that guy… Aoshi… from before. Her expression changed from one of surprise to one of anger and annoyance. "What the hell are you doing here?!"
The tall man quickly hid whatever emotions behind a stoic mask. He glared at her. "What do you THINK I'm doing?"
"I think you're trespassing and stalking!"
"And who am I supposed to stalk?"
"Well, for some odd reason, it seems to be me!"
He narrowed his eyes. "Well, if you think I am, maybe you're right." He smiled cynically. "You are a very spirited woman; it would be a pity for me just to give up easily. I never give up. Never." He came nearer, closing the distance between him and her.
Misao backed up, intending to flee outside. Darn it all! This is too creepy for me… I didn't know I'm even pretty enough to have a stalker! She glared at him even harder. "Well I don't too!"
They glared at each other.
Misao moved back again, slowly inching her way towards the door… then the clasp of her necklace was caught in one of the hooks for the children's coats. She tugged, not really minding it, thinking more of how to escape or how to attack the man in front of her. Glowing yellow amber dropped to the floor.
Distracted, Aoshi looked down and seeing an opportunity, the girl brought her knee up to his stomach. He doubled over and Misao reached for the door handle. She turned it.
It's locked!
At a loss on how it was locked when she was sure that she didn't lock it, she then quickly scanned the room and saw it. The window. As she immediately ran towards that direction, a firm, cold hand gripped her wrists and tugged her back. She whirled around and faced the stoic face of the angry vampire. Only the eyes gave away a hint his feelings… anger and triumph.
She tugged and squirmed, but knew that it won't work. He's just too damned strong! She was suddenly flung against the wall, pinned and captured. He smiled cynically at her. Then he changed.
It was the most incredible and unbelievable marvel she ever saw.
His eyes changed from murky blue to silver green. His features became finer, accentuating his eyes and his perfect bone structure. His mouth- oh his mouth! – was blood red, long pointed teeth protruding from his top lip. If it was possible, he looked more handsome than before. She panicked and began punching his arms, hitting everywhere.
He chuckled, and huskily said, "it won't worked this time… there's no more chance for you…"
She gave up, her entire body slumped in defeat, hopelessness flooding in. Besides, you've always wondered when you were a little girl about mysterious things like these… and deep down inside, you know you want to… there's no denying that.
His warm lips touched her skin, the point of his fangs ready to punch into her throbbing vein… She smells so sweet… and feels so good…
Somewhere in the background, the door opened noisily, and at the same time, the breaking of a window is heard.
"Misao, you - "
"Don't even think about it."
Aoshi felt a sharp point poised at his back. Wood. Cedar. He lifted his head and heard a woman's sharp gasp. He slowly backed away from the confused Misao and faced the red- haired stranger.
"Well, well. The legendary Battousai the Slasher. I didn't expect to see you here." His face was back to its original form, his eyes ice-cold once again. He narrowed his eyes, glimpsing another woman by the door.
"You should've known that I've been after you for a long time, Shinomori." The Slasher aimed his deadly cedar sword at the vampire. One push would be the evil creature's end. "You've been killing many people openly, creating fear and anger at the people. You know what the organization must do." He raised his sword.
The vampire smirked. "You honestly believed that I'm the one who's responsible for that commotion?" He shook his head. "You should get your facts straight, Himura. You've got it all wrong."
The one called Battousai narrowed his yellow eyes.
Kaoru was stunned, not being able to move from her place by the door. When she couldn't find Misao in her office, she went around the school, knowing that she might be doing one of her rounds. She heard voices and shouts behind the yellow door, and not being able to open it, she ran back to the office and obtained the key. By the time she got back and was able to unlock the door, the voices quieted down. Scared stiff of what she might find inside, she opened the door and heard a crash by the window. Now she's still by the door, watching all these unbelievable phenomena. She observed the one who was called the Slasher, with long hair- wait, is that RED?! - fixed on a ponytail, wearing a black shirt and black pants. His body was strapped with all types of high –tech equipment. The only thing that was non- high- tech was the wooden sword he was holding. Her attention then was turned to the tall one beside Misao, short hair, gray polo and black pants, his body on an easy stance. She shook herself out of her shock and rapidly went to Misao, who was equally petrified and wide- eyed, sitting on the floor, watching the two strange men/ creatures.
"Misao! Snap out of it! We have to get out of here!" She hissed at Misao's ear, at the same time, tugging gently at her arm. "C'mon! Get up!" She pinched her arm.
"OWWWW!! WATCHA DO THAT FOR?!"
The girl looked at Kaoru as if she was some crazy masochist. The dark- haired girl sighed. At least she was shocked out of her stupor. "C'mon! We have to go!"
"Wait! But I…"
"Can't you see what's happening here?"
"Yes but…"
"Let's go!"
"BUT THEY NOTICED US ALREADY!"
True enough, both heads were turned to them, watching them bickering at each other. Both have amusement flickering at their eyes, both observing the two of them closely. Kaoru groaned inside. Damn. "If you wouldn't have shouted, we should've been out here by now." She stated sweetly at Misao.
"Well YOU'RE the one that pinched me, thank you very much!"
Himura glanced from one woman to the other. This is going to be a problem. His eyes lingered longer at the one with the long hair fixed up in a ponytail, a prim white blouse over jungle green skirt, eyes flashing at her friend. This is still interesting nevertheless.
A radio crackled.
"Himura, Himura! Come in, over! Everything going as planned?"
"I'll get back to you later." He turned off the radio and faced Aoshi. "So what's this thing about you not being responsible all those killings? You're the only one in the whole Niflheim who could be as fast and as deadly as the murderer." His steady hand was still pointing the sword at the vampire.
"Of course I'm not." The captive spat out. "I wouldn't be here looking for him then if I was." He smirked. "And I guess you're looking for him too. What a coincidence."
"Just doing the job, Shinomori."
"Ano…" A feminine voice spoke out. "If we could ask permission to… uhh… leave? We have to go."
Both men quickly turned towards them and said, "No."
"You both know too much already." Himura replied. "It's either you stay until we know what to do with you or die."
"I'd say we kill them. They're not so bad-looking after all." Blue eyes roamed over Misao. The girl's hairs on her back stood up, her spine tingling. Pale blue eyes flashed. "Why the nerve-!"
Battousai shook his head in disapproval. "You never changed Aoshi." Aoshi's eyebrows shot up upon hearing his first name on the other's lips. The red-haired man cleared his throat and faced the women. "We must discuss this orderly and civilly. Do you have a private place where we can talk?" He raised an eyebrow in question.
"Yes." Still glaring at Aoshi, Misao pointed out, "There's the faculty lounge just straight along the corridor."
"That'll be fine." Himura gathered his things and pointed the tip of the sword to Aoshi's spine. "You, move. You wouldn't want to make unnecessary movements. There are agents all over. Follow or die." He pushed a bit.
The other sneered. "Like I'll go away now. This is far too interesting to miss." His eyes flickered, a bright blue.
Misao led the way to the lounge, thinking: WHAT IN THE WORLD IS HAPPENING TO ME?!! She almost cried at her next thought. Oh no! No Mochi balls for tonight!! ARGH! She sighed loudly, causing the others to look at her amusedly, wondering what she was thinking. Aoshi had a trace of a smile on his lips.
A/n: *pant pant* Okay… *pant pant* Is this long enough?!! Gosh… took me two days to write this. (okay, I'm a bit exaggerating)
So, What do you think about Kenshin's role? I figured he'd still be called Battousai the Slasher since he kills Vampires and other evil creatures to keep them under control of the organization, which is… oops! You gotta read the next chappie to find out! *grins evilly* Sometimes, my fingers just run away with me. *errrrr*
Anyway, hope you liked it! Please READ AND REVIEW! Any suggestions are open! Thanks a lot, Minna-san! *grin* ^_^