Author's notes: Hallo! Well… Hrmmm… Ahhhh… *scratches head* Oh well… I guess I just want to say SORRY for the sucky previous chapter. I had to put it to explain stuff. And I'm lazy to write it all over again. GOMEN! ^_^
Hrmm… In this chapter… well… I guess you'll expect some Megumi stuff. Oh, and Misao stuff. I hope.
To the following great reviewers!
Noa: yeah… I should've left it and waited 'till I had some inspiration. Gaaahhh.
CCSROX: thanks! Well, I did made him a bit OOC but I needed him all suave and evil- like. Or something like that. Hope you'll forgive me!
Yui Shinomori: Hey! Thanks! Demo… I don't really know what x/1999 is. I just thought of a name, Fuuma (I thought it was common), and I liked the combination of black hair with green eyes. Especially the green eyes part. (yeah!) Guess it's a kind of creepy coincidence! Whoooo… Oh… HARRY POTTER ROCKS! *grin*
Argentum Draco (uhhh… 'blank'?): secret! Shhhh….
DarkFairy: Hey! I'm hoping for some A/M interaction too! Ahahaha! *okay, I'm weird!*
The *Spangled* Pandemonium: Gah. That is so like the understatement of the year. Okay, maybe not. *grins mischievously* Thanks!
Thanks also for the others who read but do not review! But it's so much better to READ AND REVIEW, isn't it? Nyahahaha..
Oh well. *sigh*
Disclaimer: I don't own… yada yada yada… Rurouni Kenshin and L.J. Smith… yada yada yada…
The Vampire Aoshi
By Tesuka- chan
"Ummmm…" Megumi purred as she slithered over the leather seat to Sano, her sexy black dress sliding up her thigh. "So where are we going?" She put her palms on the front of his suit, her eyes glinting mischievously.
Sano grinned. Damn, this woman's hot! It's been a long time since I've come across one as beautiful as her… I'm going to have a delightful feast. His eyes misted in anticipation and excitement.
Megumi smiled seductively at him and played with his tie. At last, she was on the brink of acquiring her greatest prey. For days she had pursued him, played a bit of hard-to-get, setting all her irresistible charms to high power on him. He was one of the most handsome, and interesting man she'd ever seen and she intended to have him. I'll play a bit more, then I'll move in for the kill. She'd never give up. Never.
"Hmmm… well, I know this really nice restaurant and I'm one of their patrons. It's very exclusive, you know, and you're the first one I'm ever gonna bring there. It's really a special place," he whispered in her ear. Inside, he felt smug, knowing that it always worked. Never failed me before. I'll play, fox- then I'll move in for the kill. "I've reserved a private room for us, would you like that?"
I would like that VERY much. "Hmmm… yes, I guess it will be nice for us to be alone together… you've had so many admirers this past few days." Her voice held a tinge of jealousy but her face revealed nothing.
Just like a geisha, hiding behind a façade, Sano thoughtfully noted. Then an idea came into his head. Breaking ice is a very tough job but the warmth beneath it might just be worth the while. "Are you jealous of those petty girls the other day? Don't worry… they are nothing compared to you." He kissed her soft, red lips, warming his own.
She did not immediately respond. She was surprised. It's the first time he kissed me. She then slowly yielded and kissed him back. Though he was cold, he is still soft and very sensual. She sighed. The kiss went even deeper.
*toot toot!*
Both of them reluctantly released each other and they reached for their cellular phones. It was Megumi's. She frowned. I told that baka assistant of mine not to text me except… she gasped. "Stop the car! Please, turn it around!" Her eyes wild with panic, she began giving instructions to the driver going to the hospital. "Please hurry!"
Sano held her arms, trying to calm her down. "What is it? Tell me, tell me Megumi, don't hold it all inside yourself." His eyes determined, he would not let her back down.
Panicked cinnamon brown eyes settled on calm dark ones. She sighed shakily and explained. "It's my patient. She's just a little girl… it's an emergency. She has a heart disease." She turned her head and looked out the window, a fleeting moment of great sorrow and desperation shown in her eyes. She then steeled herself and composed her emotions, putting on that mask again. I swear it, I'll break you, and you'll thank me one day. The tall man narrowed his eyes and moved nearer to her, meaning to comfort her. She moved away, afraid of breaking down in front of him. He put down his hands and frowned. Dammit woman! What are you doing to me?
Later, in the hospital.
Moving efficiently and briskly with a determined look on her face, she took a surgical gown form the assistant and put them on. Shouting orders, she handled the equipment with ease. Don't die on me now, Miyu. I won't let you die on me! She operated on the little girl, finding the root of it all. She then expertly took it out and fixed the vein. She sighed in relief as the crucial moment passed by. Moving over to the head of the operating table, she stroked Miyu's hair, a look of tenderness on her face. "It's okay now, you're safe."
The little girl's eyes flickered open and gray, unfathomable eyes stared back at the doctor. "Thank you, Megumi- san." Her eyes misted. "but I must go," she whispered, eyes darkening. A blank stare. An innocent smile. A loud beep in the background, that the lady doctor never heard. Gomen nasai… Sayonara. A lone tear dropped splashed to the floor.
What's taking so long? Sano paced back and forth outside the whitewashed corridor, the blinding white light flashing on the passing nurses, the medicinal and typically 'hospital' scent giving off an air of false comfort. She should've been done by now, it's been two and a half-hours already! He stopped and caught himself, trying to shove away the troubling feelings and emotions that suddenly surged up inside him. Instead, he thought of what happened earlier, seeing the vulnerability in her eyes, the strain, and the weight of the responsibility of saving a life. She's not so cold after all, he mused. She cares about her patients, but no one cares about her. No one knows that behind the mask, there's a little girl trying to get away from it all. He shook his head, not believing his thoughts. He can't care. He wouldn't care.
Suddenly, the doors of the operating room opened. Expecting to see a smug look on her face with a gleam of success in her eyes, his heart fell when she came out, all haggard and tired, pain flashing on her eyes, which she quickly hid. His resolve shattered as a drop of tear fell down on her pale face. Even like this, she's still beautiful. Unconsciously, he reached out and she leaned heavily against him, quietly sobbing. "I- I can't… I can't… save…"
"Shhh… it's alright, honey, it's alright." Sano stroked her long, lustrous hair, for once comforting instead of caressing, giving strength instead of striking fear. "I'm here, I promise I won't go." And for once, he meant it.
"AGGGHH!"
Something slimy dropped on her hand. She shook it vigorously.
*NOOOOO!!!!*
Misao cringed as she surveyed the cockroach- infested apartment. This is definitely not what I expected. The walls were peeling, a leak from an exposed pipe dripped down on the damp floor, little icky insects of all kinds scurried in and out of the rubble scattered around. The little boy, Fuuma, was already in ecstasy, pinching the little vermin's one by one with his small fingers. She sighed and walked around. Well, at least it's quite big. Two separate rooms, a living room, one bathroom, and a small kitchen aren't so bad. She brightened up, her more optimistic side taking over. Something can be done with this, after all! "Okay people! Let's start cleaning up! it would be our tentative home for a while. I'll take care of the kitchen and the living room. Kaoru, you'll have to take care of the bedrooms and bathroom. And Fuuma…" She stared at the little boy, still intent on playing with the disgusting little creatures. She shivered. Yech. "Ummm… I guess you'll take care of destroying the mutant insects from the other galaxy."
Fuuma grinned. "Yes Commander Misao- sensei!" He paused, thought for a moment and said, "How about a name for our group, sensei?"
"How about 'clean and gleam force'?"
The little boy's face twisted, resulting to a very funny picture. Misao laughed.
"Umm… 'The group full of cute people cleaning'?"
He shook his head vigorously.
"What do you think of 'Misao's army- saving the apartment from the evil insectoids'?"
Fuuma sighed in exasperation. "Where do you get all these weird ideas, Misao-sensei?"
Kaoru then suddenly spoke, staring woefully at the particularly huge flying cockroach that landed on the ceiling, "Errmmm… 'Anti-Icky-Stuff troop?" She tried to move away as far as possible from it.
The boy's face lightened up and his grin reached his ears. "That's it!"
Misao rolled her eyes and commented, "I still liked the 'Misao's army etc.' better."
They all laughed, letting out the worries and anxieties that fell upon them earlier.
Through it all, Kaoru had observed the play of dismay, disgust, and then optimism on Misao's face. She hid a smile, knowing that whatever situation her friend is in, she would always find a way to make it better. "Hmmmm… might as well start cleaning up now, or we will never be finished." She followed the lively girl's example, picking things up here and there, although not as enthusiastically. Yuck… I hate cleaning as much as cooking and driving! Ewww… she lifted a filthy cloth, filled with maggots and dropped it in a trash bag, her face contorted up with disgust.
A few dragging hours later, the Anti-Icky- Stuff troop lay exhausted but very much satisfied with what they have accomplished. One whole plastic bag full of UCO (unidentified crawling objects) and two bags full of dirt and other UUO (unidentified unmoving objects) were set aside on one corner of the room. The apartment actually looks livable – a bit of work in applying some coats of paint on the walls, patching up the holes on the floors, and cleaning the furniture would just have to be done.
Misao scratched her head, feeling like a thousand insects were crawling all over her. Good thing I brought a can of insecticide. That was a life- saver. She yawned, and since the bathroom looks like it's the most decent one of the whole rotting place, she decided to take a quick shower to relax herself. "Hey, I'll just take a quick one." She nodded to Kaoru, knowing that she'll understand. The tired girl took her bag and huffed over to the bathroom and closed the door.
At that moment, the front door opened and Kenshin and Aoshi walked in. Astonishment flicked over yellow eyes as the red-haired man looked around the apartment. It was clean, impeccably so, and it actually looked… homey, in a messy sort of way. "You did a great job here," he nodded, noting the tired Kaoru and the bug-picking boy. "Have you eaten yet?"
Kaoru gave him a small smile, and sighed, muscles creaking all over her body. "No. But I'll see to it. Later. After I rest my aching body." She then collapsed to the nearest couch, and closed her eyes.
"I'll cook."
Her eyes suddenly flew open. What? Did he say that he'll cook? "Wait… you don't have to… I'll get it to it." Kaoru tried to stand up, but she sat down again, her legs not being able to hold her up even for a minute.
Kenshin headed towards the kitchen and started rummaging around.
"Don't! I mean… do you really know how to cook?" For all I know, you might force us to eat something charred and horribly unrecognizable. Her own cooking came into mind, usually charred and horribly unrecognizable. On second thought, he just might be able to cook a decent meal for us. She smiled.
"Don't worry, Ms. Kaoru. He's one of the best cooks around, for a human." The vampire walked over to the other rooms, inspecting and observing the changes, a hint of amusement clearly visible in his features. Last time I was here, there were cockroaches all over the place. I guess I never bothered to clean it up. I wonder where all of those critters went. He approached one huge plastic bag and peeped cautiously inside. Aaaahhhh…
Suddenly, a scream echoed from the bathroom.
"EEEEEEEPPP!!"
A/n: Sorry guys for updating late- ish. I hope this one's a bit better than the last chapter. *teeheehee…*
Ahhh… I really have nothing much to say now… only that… I HATE COCROACHES!!! Yech.
Oh well, have to go! Lots and lots of homework and projects… It's our fair on Friday and I'm cramming on the design dept. I'm totally dead. *sigh* Oh well, part of school life, I suppose.
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