Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or 'Pretty Girl (The Way) by Sugarcult
Author's Notes: Sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up!! It took me weeks to figure out that I just could not write to Only Hope and my best friend found me this song instead. Most of you probably don't read the song lyrics while you read the fic, but this song is the best!! You should download!! It's so sweet!! There's some fluff in here and I kinda rushed in the end because I wanted to get the chapter done. So, enough of my ranting.... Read, review, and enjoy!! =^.^=
Dedications: To the RK Bishie Soda Crew!! We rock. That's all I gotta say. ^^
~Interlude~
Days seemed to past like years for Misao. She walked through life like a zombie, feeling like she had no purpose. Everyday she tried to open herself up a little bit more, but as the days went by, a sort of darkness had settled itself over the Aoiya. Everyone noticed it, but no one ever discussed it, never took heed of it. Misao felt it. She knew that it not only lingered in the Aoiya, but all of Japan.
This darkness caused Misao to keep to herself more, at arm's length from everyone else. She either trained furiously or stayed in her room. Doing what, no one knew. Everyone grew worried about her. The feared that she may have lasped into depression or something like that.
Everyone sat at the table, eating their dinner in almost total silence. Well, almost since Yoriko countinued to chatter on and on, not noticing everyone's concern and unease.
"Aoshi-sama, will you help me train tomorrow?" she asked to the silent Aoshi. After not recieving an answer, she began to pout and pester him until he snapped back to reality.
"What?" he answered dazedly. Yoriko snorted in distaste at the lack of attention and began to mumble about how everyone's moodiness was getting to her. Omasu slammed down her chopsticks with such a force that it caught everyone by surprise. Everyone turned to look at her and her eyes flared with anger.
"The world does not revolve around you, Yoriko!" she set her elbows on the table and rested her head into her hands.
"Who does it revolve around?" Yoriko sneered, "Makimachi-san?"
"Damn it, Yoriko!" Kuro sighed, "What do you have against Misao-chan?"
"I know what she has against Misao-chan," Okon began, "It's -..."
Omasu immediately clamped Okon's mouth shut with her hand and glared for her to hush. Okon nodded in understanding. Mostly everyone knew why Yoriko had taken an instant dislike to the itachi, but it was no use to bring it up. Unless you wanted to make Yoriko angrier.
"She's worrying me." Aoshi spoke, startling everyone. Everyone snapped their heads to face him with shocked look on their face. Had Shinomori Aoshi, cold and distant Icicle, just admitted that he felt emotion. Not just any emotion, but concern for Misao? Inwardly, everyone except Yoriko basked in the joy that maybe Aoshi was finally coming around and that maybe he would admit how he felt to Misao.
Yoriko on the other hand narrowed her eyes at the statement. It meant nothing to her. Aoshi was simply concerned about Misao, just like everyone else was. It didn't mean that he felt something other than brotherly for her. It was nothing to worry about, Yoriko kept repeating to herself.
"Misao-chan's worrying all of us." Omasu looked down to her food, feeling downcast.
"Ever since she came back, " Okon said, "she's been different."
"Her journey's changed her." Okina replied, speaking for the first time since the conversation started. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"She's quiet, and...." Shiro started and all waited for him to finish his sentence, "Well, to put in simple terms, she's been acting kinda like Aoshi."
If the situation hadn't been so serious, they would've sweatdropped or facefault. This was a scary revelation. Their genki little Misao-chan has become stoic and passive, almost the perfect Aoshi clone.
"Great, Aoshi. She's turning into YOU. Happy now?" Okina rolled his eyes sarcastically,
*A/N: There ya go, Pratz!! ^^*
Everyone gave a weak laugh, trying to lighten the mood, but the darkness that had settled over the Aoiya had begun its effect on them too.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~Pretty Girl~
Misao laid upon her futon, fingers playing with her dragon pendent as her mind wandered. It was an understatment to say that she missed Tenshi. She constantly fretted if her teacher was still alive or dead. Misao needed to know the answer and the wait was killing her inside. The only two things that kept her from thinking about Tenshi was either sleep or strenuous training. Though now, not even those two things could help her escape the face of her friend.
Restlessly, Misao turned over to her side and forced herself to sleep. She hope that this time, her dreams would contain no cryptic conversation with the Angel. Of course, she wasn't that lucky...
~Dream~
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about
That's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
Blinding white light was the first thing Misao saw when she opened her eyes. A sakura blossom floated down to her, landing softly on her face. Familar laughter that rang like bells echoed through the cool air and quickly Misao sat up to find Tenshi sitting against the cherry blossom tree.
"Tenshi?" Misao whispered.
"Misao, you look so surprised that I'm here," Tenshi giggled while catching another falling sakura blossom in her hand.
"Of course, I'm surprised!" Misao exclaimed, "I wasn't sure if you were dead or alive!"
"Why wouldn't I be alive?" blinked Tenshi.
"Don't you remember?" Misao questioned, "Those ninjas that attacked us and the one that stabbed you?"
Recognition flashed in Tenshi's eyes and she smiled serenely at the memory, "Oh, yes, that."
"How did you survive it?"
"No need for those petty details." Tenshi waved her hands offhandedly, "What matters now is the coming darkness."
A flash of light appeared and suddenly, Misao was inside a Western style house. She looked down and saw that she was wearing a ninja uniform, similar to the one Tenshi had secretly given her, but it was black instead of red.
"Kamikaze." A male voice said to her. She turned her head and saw a man with golden eyes and dark hair that was tied into a high ponytail. Kamikaze? Why did that simple word jog her memory? Then it came to her. It was what those four ninjas called Tenshi the day they attacked them.
"Setsuya." Misao, or 'Kamikaze' replied, surprised at not only knowing his name, but also at her voice. It was familiar, but again she couldn't place it.
"You have to forgive me, anata," Setsuya took her hand in his and looked pleadingly into her eyes, "I thought it was the best."
Misao/Kamikaze scoffed and snatched her hand away in disgust, "Why should I listen to you?"
"Because I love you."
"Love me?" Misao/Kamikaze turned away from him, "Did you love me when you betrayed me to him?"
Before Setsuya could reply, Misao/Kamikaze stormed away from the lying bastard that she knew, deep in her heart, still loved dearly. As she rushed away, she passed by a mirror on the wall. It was the reflection that made her stop dead in her tracks.
The girl in the mirror was certainly not Misao, but the Kamikaze the man Setsuya was speaking of. No, it wasn't Kamikaze to Misao, it was Tenshi. The same dark hair, the silver eyes. To confirm her suspicions, the necklace with the dragon pendent was there.
Another flash of light appeared, and Misao was back under the Sakura tree. Tenshi was staring thoughtfully into space and Misao questioned,
"Who's Setsuya?"
Tenshi snapped out of her thoughts and her silver eyes darkened to stormy shade at the name.
"Setsuya..." she began, "How long it's been since I've spoken about him."
"Who was he?"
Yet another flash of light and Misao was back in the Western home, looking intently into the mirror. She felt a wetness on her cheek and it surprised her that she was crying without even noticing it.
'Setsuya...Why couldn't I see what your intentions were?'
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
"Because I was in love." A voice answered. Misao blinked and saw that the reflection was hers now and that Tenshi was standing next to her. Both were wearing their dragon ninja uniforms in their respective colors.
"I'm sure you understand how blind you are," Tenshi explained, "when you love a person deeply."
"Yes, I do." Misao nodded.
"Who was Setsuya, you ask?" Tenshi pondered, her eyes wandering back to the mirror. Tenshi touched it gently with the tips of her fingers and their reflections rippled like it was a pond. When it became clear, a picture of Setsuya was there.
"He was apart of my past," Tenshi said, "but he betrayed me to the person he knew I hated most."
"It must've torn you apart."
She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
Her killer instinct tells her to beware of evil men
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
"It did, but I should've know. My instincts told me not to trust him..."
"But your heart told you otherwise." Misao finished.
"Enough of this talk," Tenshi shook her head and took her fingers away from the mirror, "There are more important things at hand."
"The darkness is already here." she allowed herself to be taken into the new subject. She knew that talking of Tenshi's past was a touchy subject for her friend.
"Yes, it is."
"What are we going to do about it?"
"There's nothing we can do."
"What?" blinked Misao, "Nothing we can do?"
"This darkness, it isn't new," Tenshi explained, "I've met with it before."
"What happened?" Misao asked, dreading the answer.
"There were many deaths and plenty of pain." the older girl sighed, "The only thing we must all do is return to the past."
"I don't get it," she replied, "Return to the past?"
"We all must revert back to our past forms," Tenshi ordered, "and we must learn to live with what we were and are."
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love
"I still don't understand." Misao blinked, perplexed at what she had said. The smile of light appeared on the older girl's face.
"Don't worry, you will soon." Tenshi nodded her head warmly at her, "I just need to make sure I will have your help when I return."
"Of course!" she confirmed enthusiastically, "Demo, you're returning?"
"Sooner than you think and it's soon time to face our past." Tenshi's voice started to echo as Misao was waking from her dream, but before she did...
"We all must face our past." Tenshi repeated as she placed a reassuring sisterly kiss on Misao's forehead.
~End Dream~
Misao's eyes blinked open with shock. The dream seemed so real, like Tenshi was trying to tell her something. She was telling her something. All she had to do was wait.
Pretty girl, Pretty girl
Pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out, you can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you cry
It's the way
That he's in your mind
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Days passed and late one night Misao felt herself being pulled to go outiside. She was lying on her futon and playing with her dragon pendent as usual when she felt the magnetic like force call to her. The same call that had pulled her to Tenshi the first time. Not even being aware of her actions, she changed into her scarlet ninja uniform and got a hold of all her kunai. Making sure everyone was asleep, she quietly padded out of her room, outside of the Aoiya like she did when she left for her journey.
When she was finally outside, she felt the cool breeze pass her. Misao stepped forward, but she was stopped by a voice,
"Where are you going, Misao?" she turned around and saw her Aoshi-sama standing there.
"I have places to be, Aoshi-sama."
"Trouble's been stirring all over Japan."
"You feel it?" she queried, but instead of answering he shot back with another comment.
"What's your part in it?" Aoshi walked slowly towards her.
"I've made my decision and I stand by it."
"Bravely, it seems."
*A/N: Prepare for the fluff, people!! =^.^=*
They were standing face to face now. She had to look up to see his face. Misao kept an unemotional face that matched even his and they stood they, staring at each other. She was the first to break under his gaze, and hugged him tightly.
"I don't know if I can do this, Aoshi-sama." Misao admitted. To her surprise, he embraced her and comforted her fears.
"I'm not sure what your part in this is," Aoshi whispered to her, "but I know you can do it."
"And if I can't?" she murmured back.
"Then I'll be there to catch you when you fall." he answered sweetly back. She pulled away and looked into his eyes.
"Thank you, Aoshi-sama." Misao nodded her head, "Where does it leave us?"
Aoshi brushed a stray strand of dark hair from Misao's face and kissed her softly on her lips. It was chaste and tender, but she could feel the desire that lurked beneath the surface.
"We'll figure it out after all of this." he told her after he pulled away, "Now go on and finish what you have to accomplish."
Misao reluctantly pulled away, joy and regret dancing within her. Aoshi felt something for her! This was everything she dreamed of, but she had to help Tenshi. Things would be resolved once this darkness has been destroyed.
"So I have your support in this?" she smiled and he nodded again. With that, she faded away into the night to a sakura tree that had an Angel waiting patiently for her Messenger.
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love
A dark figure sat in a room in his Western style home with a dark smirk on his face.
"I have almost have you, my darling Kamikaze," he said quietly to himself, "All I have to do is wait, wait then attack."
Author's Notes: Oooh, suspense!! I hope you like. Don't get to comfy that Aoshi and Misao have finally admitted their feelings to each other. There are going to be a hell of a lot more obstacles comin up. *cough, cough* Yoriko. I hope you liked it!! Sorry, if there are any errors in it. Oh, well. So please suggest a song that you think might work with the fic!! Remember to review!!
Pratz: It's okay that you reviewed late!! All that matters is that you REVIEWED!! ^^
Kmye-chan: Sorry, it took me so lo0o0ong!! Here's the chapter!! Hope ya like it!!
Tesuka-chan: I hope you like this song better than Only Hope!! Wicked great fic you have by the way!!
Furie: I got the outfit part down, maybe later I might reveal her new skills to everyone!!
CardMisstress Sakura: I'm glad I made you happy!! Even though you don't know me, I stil accept hugs!! *hugs CardMisstress Sakura*
A.: The day I put Aoshi and Yoriko together is the day I write a Sou/Misao fic. *no offense to the Sou/Misao writers* AOSHI & MISAO 4EVER!!!
Spell: Thanks for the thanks for the thanks, Tanuki-chan!!! *begans to oro* How confusing!! RK BISHIE SODA CREW IS WICKED COOL!! ROCK ON!!
Crystal: Yay!! I'm smart!! How cool!! Thanks for commenting about Tenshi!
If I missed anyone, just kindly tell me!! Thanks for all the reviews!! Review this chapter and you'll make me happy! If I'm happy, I write!! Get the picture?
Ja ne!!
DarkFairy =^.^=
PS
Not a lot of people wanna tell me what you think about Tenshi!! Waa!! *makes chibi sad face and starts to cry*
Author's Notes: Sorry that it took me so long to get this chapter up!! It took me weeks to figure out that I just could not write to Only Hope and my best friend found me this song instead. Most of you probably don't read the song lyrics while you read the fic, but this song is the best!! You should download!! It's so sweet!! There's some fluff in here and I kinda rushed in the end because I wanted to get the chapter done. So, enough of my ranting.... Read, review, and enjoy!! =^.^=
Dedications: To the RK Bishie Soda Crew!! We rock. That's all I gotta say. ^^
~Interlude~
Days seemed to past like years for Misao. She walked through life like a zombie, feeling like she had no purpose. Everyday she tried to open herself up a little bit more, but as the days went by, a sort of darkness had settled itself over the Aoiya. Everyone noticed it, but no one ever discussed it, never took heed of it. Misao felt it. She knew that it not only lingered in the Aoiya, but all of Japan.
This darkness caused Misao to keep to herself more, at arm's length from everyone else. She either trained furiously or stayed in her room. Doing what, no one knew. Everyone grew worried about her. The feared that she may have lasped into depression or something like that.
Everyone sat at the table, eating their dinner in almost total silence. Well, almost since Yoriko countinued to chatter on and on, not noticing everyone's concern and unease.
"Aoshi-sama, will you help me train tomorrow?" she asked to the silent Aoshi. After not recieving an answer, she began to pout and pester him until he snapped back to reality.
"What?" he answered dazedly. Yoriko snorted in distaste at the lack of attention and began to mumble about how everyone's moodiness was getting to her. Omasu slammed down her chopsticks with such a force that it caught everyone by surprise. Everyone turned to look at her and her eyes flared with anger.
"The world does not revolve around you, Yoriko!" she set her elbows on the table and rested her head into her hands.
"Who does it revolve around?" Yoriko sneered, "Makimachi-san?"
"Damn it, Yoriko!" Kuro sighed, "What do you have against Misao-chan?"
"I know what she has against Misao-chan," Okon began, "It's -..."
Omasu immediately clamped Okon's mouth shut with her hand and glared for her to hush. Okon nodded in understanding. Mostly everyone knew why Yoriko had taken an instant dislike to the itachi, but it was no use to bring it up. Unless you wanted to make Yoriko angrier.
"She's worrying me." Aoshi spoke, startling everyone. Everyone snapped their heads to face him with shocked look on their face. Had Shinomori Aoshi, cold and distant Icicle, just admitted that he felt emotion. Not just any emotion, but concern for Misao? Inwardly, everyone except Yoriko basked in the joy that maybe Aoshi was finally coming around and that maybe he would admit how he felt to Misao.
Yoriko on the other hand narrowed her eyes at the statement. It meant nothing to her. Aoshi was simply concerned about Misao, just like everyone else was. It didn't mean that he felt something other than brotherly for her. It was nothing to worry about, Yoriko kept repeating to herself.
"Misao-chan's worrying all of us." Omasu looked down to her food, feeling downcast.
"Ever since she came back, " Okon said, "she's been different."
"Her journey's changed her." Okina replied, speaking for the first time since the conversation started. Everyone nodded in agreement.
"She's quiet, and...." Shiro started and all waited for him to finish his sentence, "Well, to put in simple terms, she's been acting kinda like Aoshi."
If the situation hadn't been so serious, they would've sweatdropped or facefault. This was a scary revelation. Their genki little Misao-chan has become stoic and passive, almost the perfect Aoshi clone.
"Great, Aoshi. She's turning into YOU. Happy now?" Okina rolled his eyes sarcastically,
*A/N: There ya go, Pratz!! ^^*
Everyone gave a weak laugh, trying to lighten the mood, but the darkness that had settled over the Aoiya had begun its effect on them too.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
~Pretty Girl~
Misao laid upon her futon, fingers playing with her dragon pendent as her mind wandered. It was an understatment to say that she missed Tenshi. She constantly fretted if her teacher was still alive or dead. Misao needed to know the answer and the wait was killing her inside. The only two things that kept her from thinking about Tenshi was either sleep or strenuous training. Though now, not even those two things could help her escape the face of her friend.
Restlessly, Misao turned over to her side and forced herself to sleep. She hope that this time, her dreams would contain no cryptic conversation with the Angel. Of course, she wasn't that lucky...
~Dream~
Pretty girl is suffering, while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out what his intentions were about
That's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
Blinding white light was the first thing Misao saw when she opened her eyes. A sakura blossom floated down to her, landing softly on her face. Familar laughter that rang like bells echoed through the cool air and quickly Misao sat up to find Tenshi sitting against the cherry blossom tree.
"Tenshi?" Misao whispered.
"Misao, you look so surprised that I'm here," Tenshi giggled while catching another falling sakura blossom in her hand.
"Of course, I'm surprised!" Misao exclaimed, "I wasn't sure if you were dead or alive!"
"Why wouldn't I be alive?" blinked Tenshi.
"Don't you remember?" Misao questioned, "Those ninjas that attacked us and the one that stabbed you?"
Recognition flashed in Tenshi's eyes and she smiled serenely at the memory, "Oh, yes, that."
"How did you survive it?"
"No need for those petty details." Tenshi waved her hands offhandedly, "What matters now is the coming darkness."
A flash of light appeared and suddenly, Misao was inside a Western style house. She looked down and saw that she was wearing a ninja uniform, similar to the one Tenshi had secretly given her, but it was black instead of red.
"Kamikaze." A male voice said to her. She turned her head and saw a man with golden eyes and dark hair that was tied into a high ponytail. Kamikaze? Why did that simple word jog her memory? Then it came to her. It was what those four ninjas called Tenshi the day they attacked them.
"Setsuya." Misao, or 'Kamikaze' replied, surprised at not only knowing his name, but also at her voice. It was familiar, but again she couldn't place it.
"You have to forgive me, anata," Setsuya took her hand in his and looked pleadingly into her eyes, "I thought it was the best."
Misao/Kamikaze scoffed and snatched her hand away in disgust, "Why should I listen to you?"
"Because I love you."
"Love me?" Misao/Kamikaze turned away from him, "Did you love me when you betrayed me to him?"
Before Setsuya could reply, Misao/Kamikaze stormed away from the lying bastard that she knew, deep in her heart, still loved dearly. As she rushed away, she passed by a mirror on the wall. It was the reflection that made her stop dead in her tracks.
The girl in the mirror was certainly not Misao, but the Kamikaze the man Setsuya was speaking of. No, it wasn't Kamikaze to Misao, it was Tenshi. The same dark hair, the silver eyes. To confirm her suspicions, the necklace with the dragon pendent was there.
Another flash of light appeared, and Misao was back under the Sakura tree. Tenshi was staring thoughtfully into space and Misao questioned,
"Who's Setsuya?"
Tenshi snapped out of her thoughts and her silver eyes darkened to stormy shade at the name.
"Setsuya..." she began, "How long it's been since I've spoken about him."
"Who was he?"
Yet another flash of light and Misao was back in the Western home, looking intently into the mirror. She felt a wetness on her cheek and it surprised her that she was crying without even noticing it.
'Setsuya...Why couldn't I see what your intentions were?'
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
"Because I was in love." A voice answered. Misao blinked and saw that the reflection was hers now and that Tenshi was standing next to her. Both were wearing their dragon ninja uniforms in their respective colors.
"I'm sure you understand how blind you are," Tenshi explained, "when you love a person deeply."
"Yes, I do." Misao nodded.
"Who was Setsuya, you ask?" Tenshi pondered, her eyes wandering back to the mirror. Tenshi touched it gently with the tips of her fingers and their reflections rippled like it was a pond. When it became clear, a picture of Setsuya was there.
"He was apart of my past," Tenshi said, "but he betrayed me to the person he knew I hated most."
"It must've torn you apart."
She's beautiful as usual with bruises on her ego and
Her killer instinct tells her to beware of evil men
And that's what you get for falling again
You can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
"It did, but I should've know. My instincts told me not to trust him..."
"But your heart told you otherwise." Misao finished.
"Enough of this talk," Tenshi shook her head and took her fingers away from the mirror, "There are more important things at hand."
"The darkness is already here." she allowed herself to be taken into the new subject. She knew that talking of Tenshi's past was a touchy subject for her friend.
"Yes, it is."
"What are we going to do about it?"
"There's nothing we can do."
"What?" blinked Misao, "Nothing we can do?"
"This darkness, it isn't new," Tenshi explained, "I've met with it before."
"What happened?" Misao asked, dreading the answer.
"There were many deaths and plenty of pain." the older girl sighed, "The only thing we must all do is return to the past."
"I don't get it," she replied, "Return to the past?"
"We all must revert back to our past forms," Tenshi ordered, "and we must learn to live with what we were and are."
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love
"I still don't understand." Misao blinked, perplexed at what she had said. The smile of light appeared on the older girl's face.
"Don't worry, you will soon." Tenshi nodded her head warmly at her, "I just need to make sure I will have your help when I return."
"Of course!" she confirmed enthusiastically, "Demo, you're returning?"
"Sooner than you think and it's soon time to face our past." Tenshi's voice started to echo as Misao was waking from her dream, but before she did...
"We all must face our past." Tenshi repeated as she placed a reassuring sisterly kiss on Misao's forehead.
~End Dream~
Misao's eyes blinked open with shock. The dream seemed so real, like Tenshi was trying to tell her something. She was telling her something. All she had to do was wait.
Pretty girl, Pretty girl
Pretty girl is suffering while he confesses everything
Pretty soon she'll figure out, you can never get 'em out of your head
It's the way
That he makes you cry
It's the way
That he's in your mind
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Days passed and late one night Misao felt herself being pulled to go outiside. She was lying on her futon and playing with her dragon pendent as usual when she felt the magnetic like force call to her. The same call that had pulled her to Tenshi the first time. Not even being aware of her actions, she changed into her scarlet ninja uniform and got a hold of all her kunai. Making sure everyone was asleep, she quietly padded out of her room, outside of the Aoiya like she did when she left for her journey.
When she was finally outside, she felt the cool breeze pass her. Misao stepped forward, but she was stopped by a voice,
"Where are you going, Misao?" she turned around and saw her Aoshi-sama standing there.
"I have places to be, Aoshi-sama."
"Trouble's been stirring all over Japan."
"You feel it?" she queried, but instead of answering he shot back with another comment.
"What's your part in it?" Aoshi walked slowly towards her.
"I've made my decision and I stand by it."
"Bravely, it seems."
*A/N: Prepare for the fluff, people!! =^.^=*
They were standing face to face now. She had to look up to see his face. Misao kept an unemotional face that matched even his and they stood they, staring at each other. She was the first to break under his gaze, and hugged him tightly.
"I don't know if I can do this, Aoshi-sama." Misao admitted. To her surprise, he embraced her and comforted her fears.
"I'm not sure what your part in this is," Aoshi whispered to her, "but I know you can do it."
"And if I can't?" she murmured back.
"Then I'll be there to catch you when you fall." he answered sweetly back. She pulled away and looked into his eyes.
"Thank you, Aoshi-sama." Misao nodded her head, "Where does it leave us?"
Aoshi brushed a stray strand of dark hair from Misao's face and kissed her softly on her lips. It was chaste and tender, but she could feel the desire that lurked beneath the surface.
"We'll figure it out after all of this." he told her after he pulled away, "Now go on and finish what you have to accomplish."
Misao reluctantly pulled away, joy and regret dancing within her. Aoshi felt something for her! This was everything she dreamed of, but she had to help Tenshi. Things would be resolved once this darkness has been destroyed.
"So I have your support in this?" she smiled and he nodded again. With that, she faded away into the night to a sakura tree that had an Angel waiting patiently for her Messenger.
It's the way
That he makes you feel
It's the way
That he kisses you
It's the way
That he makes you fall in love
Love
A dark figure sat in a room in his Western style home with a dark smirk on his face.
"I have almost have you, my darling Kamikaze," he said quietly to himself, "All I have to do is wait, wait then attack."
Author's Notes: Oooh, suspense!! I hope you like. Don't get to comfy that Aoshi and Misao have finally admitted their feelings to each other. There are going to be a hell of a lot more obstacles comin up. *cough, cough* Yoriko. I hope you liked it!! Sorry, if there are any errors in it. Oh, well. So please suggest a song that you think might work with the fic!! Remember to review!!
Pratz: It's okay that you reviewed late!! All that matters is that you REVIEWED!! ^^
Kmye-chan: Sorry, it took me so lo0o0ong!! Here's the chapter!! Hope ya like it!!
Tesuka-chan: I hope you like this song better than Only Hope!! Wicked great fic you have by the way!!
Furie: I got the outfit part down, maybe later I might reveal her new skills to everyone!!
CardMisstress Sakura: I'm glad I made you happy!! Even though you don't know me, I stil accept hugs!! *hugs CardMisstress Sakura*
A.: The day I put Aoshi and Yoriko together is the day I write a Sou/Misao fic. *no offense to the Sou/Misao writers* AOSHI & MISAO 4EVER!!!
Spell: Thanks for the thanks for the thanks, Tanuki-chan!!! *begans to oro* How confusing!! RK BISHIE SODA CREW IS WICKED COOL!! ROCK ON!!
Crystal: Yay!! I'm smart!! How cool!! Thanks for commenting about Tenshi!
If I missed anyone, just kindly tell me!! Thanks for all the reviews!! Review this chapter and you'll make me happy! If I'm happy, I write!! Get the picture?
Ja ne!!
DarkFairy =^.^=
PS
Not a lot of people wanna tell me what you think about Tenshi!! Waa!! *makes chibi sad face and starts to cry*
