Disclaimers: One of these days I will kill u Nobuhiro, how dare you
threaten me with your lawyer. I will kill you, take over Rurouni Kenshin,
and force you to continue from manga 28. Hahahahaha!!!
Chapter Three
Misao stopped yelling shocked by what she had just burst out. Her heart was pounding up and down; her eyes still full of hurt. Remembering what Aoshi had just said, her eyes slowly hardened. Her mind was frustrated, her emotions were surged by the onslaught of anger, hate and despair, a constant buzzing kept ringing in her ear. Unable to control her feelings and the annoying buzz, she ran. She ran away from all her worries and frustration. Flashing past the crowd who was tending to the injured boy, ignoring Okina's orders to return. She kept running till she was breathless, coming to her senses, she looked up to find herself in the seedy part of Kyoto. Lost and confused she turned around to retrace her steps when she banged into a man dressed in a dark green gi and a matching hakama. His hair was neatly combed back, save the strands of fringe on the side, and his eyes were emerald green.
"Anou, can I be of service Miss?" The man said politely.
"Eh..heh heh heh heh heh, I am kinda lost, by any chance, do you know where the Aoiya may be located?" Misao asked apologetically.
"Sure I do, I can take you there right now." The man said in a friendly tone, heading towards the path that led to the Aoiya.
"Matte, I don't want to return now, I haven't eaten so I am really hungry demo...," Misao said cautiously, her hand clutching the man's sleeve. As if understanding Misao's uncertain pause, the man nodded, heading towards a decent looking restaurant. Misao followed suit, noticing the man had a posture and walked like a highly skilled swordsman, though he did not carry a katana on his side. As they sat down at a table, Misao excused herself to go to the bathroom. * I wonder if Aoshi-sama is worried for me, I did run off in a hurry, I shouldn't have said those things to him, I don't think he will ever talk to me again. * Misao thought as she straightened out her crumpled kimono, doing up her messed up hair, walking out to see if the gentleman had already left. No, he was still there waiting for her with two bowls of udon and tempura. As she approached the table, he looked up smiling.
" I hope you don't mind udon and tempura, I didn't expect to be eating with such a lovely lady." The man said honestly, his green eyes fixed on Misao's face.
"Kamaimasen, atashi wa Misao Makimachi desu, hajimemashite." Misao said friendly, blushing while she sat down.
"Boku wa Takuya Kanjire desu, dozo yoroshiku, itadakimasu!" Kanjire said, motioning Misao to eat. Misao nodded vigorously, relieving her growling stomach. Then she thought of something.
"Anou, sumimasen Takuya-san demo, why don't you carry a katana around with you?" Misao said, unsure whether she should bring up the topic.
"Ahh.. well, I decided that I do not need to carry a katana around with me, I can fully protect myself from any one or protect others in particular. Besides, it is illegal to carry any weapon in Japan these days." Kanjire said calmly, sipping his tea. * This man must be very skilled in jujitsu or kenpo if he does not require a sword, however, I can tell he is a skilled swordsman, no matter how hard he tries to hide it. * Misao thought, looking deep into his green eyes.
"Now it is my turn to ask you a few questions Makimachi-san, why would a girl like you be doing in an area like this?" Kanjire said, flashing a smile, which reminded Misao of Himura-san.
"Well, I, I, I was running away... from someone. He didn't put me in any form of danger, Takuya-san." Misao said noticing the darkened look on Kanjire's face. Kanjire looked relieved after Misao said that, he almost seemed to understand the situation.
"I don't really understand that man of yours Makimachi-san, what man in his right mind would dislike such a pretty woman like you?" Kanjire said. Misao gasped audibly, though it was obvious that any skilled swordsman like Kanjire would have noticed her problem.
"Onegai, call me Misao." Misao said softly, head bowed. Kanjire nodded.
"Anou, Takuya-san, why do you keep calling me pretty? I feel weird listening to someone calling me pretty all the time." Misao said after an uncomfortable pause.
"Doushite Misao-chan? Haven't you been complimented on your beauty before?" Kanjire said puzzled by Misao's question. Misao shook her head in silence feeling stupid for asking Kanjire such a question.
"Na, you should come down to my shop one day, down there you would be praised for your beauty by everyone. No one would dare say anything bad about your kawaii looks." Kanjire said.
"Hontou na? Demo, what kind of place is your shop?" Misao said, her eyes bright and sparkly again.
"Well I am sure you have heard of the Kyoto Hisuihana Teahouse right? Well I own the place. Come to think of it, you do have the right features for the job." Kanjire said, studying Misao's features.
"Nani? Hisuihana Teahouse? Isn't that the teahouse that most girls in Japan want to work? They say that all the geishas there are the most beautiful in Japan." Misao said excitedly.
"Hai. They are the most beautiful and I am offering you a job there Misao, our position of the most beautiful is now vacant and I think you can fill that position." Kanjire said as he led Misao out of the restaurant. They walked back to the Aoiya, chatting excitedly about the teahouse. What was the pay and how were the girls treated. As they reached the back of the Aoiya, Misao turned to bid farewell to Kanjire.
"Why don't you come tomorrow for the audition? I am sure you will fit in perfectly." Kanjire said to Misao.
"I think I will." Misao said smiling happily, not noticing that Kanjire had grabbed her hand. Kissing her hand softly, he looked up to meet Misao's shocked expression. Explaining his action was an English gesture, he turned and walked down the quiet path. Misao blushed furiously, unaware of Aoshi's penetrating stare.
Jap. Translations:
Matte: Wait
Kamaimasen: It doesn't matter
Atashi: I (feminine)
Hajimemashite: How do you do
Boku: I (male)
Dozo yoroshiku: Please to meet you
Itadakimasu: Let's eat
Sumimasen: Excuse me
Onegai: Please
Doushite: Why
Kawaii: Cute
Hontou: Really?
Nani: What
Author's crazy ramblings: Hello minna in case you are wondering how I got Kanjire's name, it is from the word Kanji – which means evil, I just added the "re" in. And Hisuihana means "Jaded flower" Mou! I gotta study for my A maths test and try to finish this fic. Not to mention, I have a fic. I've been writing since last year and I haven't finish it yet. Ja ne!
Chapter Three
Misao stopped yelling shocked by what she had just burst out. Her heart was pounding up and down; her eyes still full of hurt. Remembering what Aoshi had just said, her eyes slowly hardened. Her mind was frustrated, her emotions were surged by the onslaught of anger, hate and despair, a constant buzzing kept ringing in her ear. Unable to control her feelings and the annoying buzz, she ran. She ran away from all her worries and frustration. Flashing past the crowd who was tending to the injured boy, ignoring Okina's orders to return. She kept running till she was breathless, coming to her senses, she looked up to find herself in the seedy part of Kyoto. Lost and confused she turned around to retrace her steps when she banged into a man dressed in a dark green gi and a matching hakama. His hair was neatly combed back, save the strands of fringe on the side, and his eyes were emerald green.
"Anou, can I be of service Miss?" The man said politely.
"Eh..heh heh heh heh heh, I am kinda lost, by any chance, do you know where the Aoiya may be located?" Misao asked apologetically.
"Sure I do, I can take you there right now." The man said in a friendly tone, heading towards the path that led to the Aoiya.
"Matte, I don't want to return now, I haven't eaten so I am really hungry demo...," Misao said cautiously, her hand clutching the man's sleeve. As if understanding Misao's uncertain pause, the man nodded, heading towards a decent looking restaurant. Misao followed suit, noticing the man had a posture and walked like a highly skilled swordsman, though he did not carry a katana on his side. As they sat down at a table, Misao excused herself to go to the bathroom. * I wonder if Aoshi-sama is worried for me, I did run off in a hurry, I shouldn't have said those things to him, I don't think he will ever talk to me again. * Misao thought as she straightened out her crumpled kimono, doing up her messed up hair, walking out to see if the gentleman had already left. No, he was still there waiting for her with two bowls of udon and tempura. As she approached the table, he looked up smiling.
" I hope you don't mind udon and tempura, I didn't expect to be eating with such a lovely lady." The man said honestly, his green eyes fixed on Misao's face.
"Kamaimasen, atashi wa Misao Makimachi desu, hajimemashite." Misao said friendly, blushing while she sat down.
"Boku wa Takuya Kanjire desu, dozo yoroshiku, itadakimasu!" Kanjire said, motioning Misao to eat. Misao nodded vigorously, relieving her growling stomach. Then she thought of something.
"Anou, sumimasen Takuya-san demo, why don't you carry a katana around with you?" Misao said, unsure whether she should bring up the topic.
"Ahh.. well, I decided that I do not need to carry a katana around with me, I can fully protect myself from any one or protect others in particular. Besides, it is illegal to carry any weapon in Japan these days." Kanjire said calmly, sipping his tea. * This man must be very skilled in jujitsu or kenpo if he does not require a sword, however, I can tell he is a skilled swordsman, no matter how hard he tries to hide it. * Misao thought, looking deep into his green eyes.
"Now it is my turn to ask you a few questions Makimachi-san, why would a girl like you be doing in an area like this?" Kanjire said, flashing a smile, which reminded Misao of Himura-san.
"Well, I, I, I was running away... from someone. He didn't put me in any form of danger, Takuya-san." Misao said noticing the darkened look on Kanjire's face. Kanjire looked relieved after Misao said that, he almost seemed to understand the situation.
"I don't really understand that man of yours Makimachi-san, what man in his right mind would dislike such a pretty woman like you?" Kanjire said. Misao gasped audibly, though it was obvious that any skilled swordsman like Kanjire would have noticed her problem.
"Onegai, call me Misao." Misao said softly, head bowed. Kanjire nodded.
"Anou, Takuya-san, why do you keep calling me pretty? I feel weird listening to someone calling me pretty all the time." Misao said after an uncomfortable pause.
"Doushite Misao-chan? Haven't you been complimented on your beauty before?" Kanjire said puzzled by Misao's question. Misao shook her head in silence feeling stupid for asking Kanjire such a question.
"Na, you should come down to my shop one day, down there you would be praised for your beauty by everyone. No one would dare say anything bad about your kawaii looks." Kanjire said.
"Hontou na? Demo, what kind of place is your shop?" Misao said, her eyes bright and sparkly again.
"Well I am sure you have heard of the Kyoto Hisuihana Teahouse right? Well I own the place. Come to think of it, you do have the right features for the job." Kanjire said, studying Misao's features.
"Nani? Hisuihana Teahouse? Isn't that the teahouse that most girls in Japan want to work? They say that all the geishas there are the most beautiful in Japan." Misao said excitedly.
"Hai. They are the most beautiful and I am offering you a job there Misao, our position of the most beautiful is now vacant and I think you can fill that position." Kanjire said as he led Misao out of the restaurant. They walked back to the Aoiya, chatting excitedly about the teahouse. What was the pay and how were the girls treated. As they reached the back of the Aoiya, Misao turned to bid farewell to Kanjire.
"Why don't you come tomorrow for the audition? I am sure you will fit in perfectly." Kanjire said to Misao.
"I think I will." Misao said smiling happily, not noticing that Kanjire had grabbed her hand. Kissing her hand softly, he looked up to meet Misao's shocked expression. Explaining his action was an English gesture, he turned and walked down the quiet path. Misao blushed furiously, unaware of Aoshi's penetrating stare.
Jap. Translations:
Matte: Wait
Kamaimasen: It doesn't matter
Atashi: I (feminine)
Hajimemashite: How do you do
Boku: I (male)
Dozo yoroshiku: Please to meet you
Itadakimasu: Let's eat
Sumimasen: Excuse me
Onegai: Please
Doushite: Why
Kawaii: Cute
Hontou: Really?
Nani: What
Author's crazy ramblings: Hello minna in case you are wondering how I got Kanjire's name, it is from the word Kanji – which means evil, I just added the "re" in. And Hisuihana means "Jaded flower" Mou! I gotta study for my A maths test and try to finish this fic. Not to mention, I have a fic. I've been writing since last year and I haven't finish it yet. Ja ne!