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say, and on with the show.
Whatever it takes
Ch. 3
1872
*I'm making up my own year, as to when all this happened, and sorry if that doesn't go along with manga / anime. I will tell you the year each time I switch time periods, as not to confuse you. *
"I have to go." He said coldly.
"Why? I-I just don't understand, I thought that we.." Misao's usually happy determined eyes were watering up. She turned away from Kenshin, and tried to whip the accursed tears away. Misao had thought she'd meant something to Kenshin, but he had made his mind up that he was leaving, and he didn't care about her. She started to walk away from him, but he caught her shoulder, and spun her around.
His golden eyes burned hers, and Misao turned her head away. He gently grabbed her chin, making her look at him. Kenshin's eyes softened to a light violet. "Don't you see, I'm doing this for us. We could live under a better government. We have the chance to shape a new society, and live better lives. I could help make that happen; I need to do this, and I want your blessing." His pleas made Misao feel ashamed; to want to keep him here, when he obviously wanted.needed to do this. 'If you love something, let it go.'
"Alright, you have my blessing. Just don't expect to me forget about you. You better come back to me, when this is over!" The fire came back into her eyes, and the red-haired man smiled.
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2003
Aoshi took a sip of tea, and exhaled. Why did he feel like he'd sold his soul to the devil? He was working as one of Cho's men. Oh yeah, that was the reason.
Cho was one of the top leaders of the underground. He had half of China twisted around his pinky finger, and now he was trying to take over Japan. Cho wasn't some average gang leader stealing a couple of pair of shoes from the store, no he had millions of dollars, working for wealthy old men with secrets to keep. Cho needed people like Aoshi to do his dirty work, and now he finally gotten what he wanted.
Aoshi's friends had been in deep trouble, and got Cho to help them get out of it, but they couldn't pay for his help, and that was a very serious dilemma. Hajun Cho had away of making people disappear, without a trace, so Cho and Aoshi made a deal. Cho forgot about the debt they owed him, if Aoshi joined his group.
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Aoshi was trying to sleep with no success. Between those dreams he was having, to the Cho thing, Aoshi just couldn't get a wink. He threw back his covers, and climbed out of bed. He walked over to the open window, and closed it. He pressed his forehead up against the glass, not caring that it was freezing cold. He sighed (he did that a lot lately), and shut his ocean- colored eyes. The whole world was on his shoulders, and he wasn't sure he had the strength to hold it up.
RING!!!!! RING!!!!!!!!! The phone shrieked angrily. He went over to the phone, but just stared at it. Afraid of whom it might be. He let the answering machine pick it up. "Aoshi? This is your Mother calling." Aoshi snatched up the receiver.
"Mom."
" Good, you're home. I've been trying to call you for days, where have you been? Never mind. I just wanted to tell you that Fuyumi Soryo invited us to her wedding, and ."
"I can't go. He stated flatly. "You WILL go. And, you'll also help them move their things into the new house. Mr. Kamiya isn't a young man, and can't lift all those things alone, which is why I said you would help." Aoshi growled in his mind. He more important things to think about! He lived fifty miles away, but still he could not get away from his mother!
"Fine." He said evenly, trying not to let his anger show.
"You aren't mad, are you? Because if you are."
"No." He said cutting her off, then abruptly hanging up the phone.
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Hey! I don't own the characters. If the characters were a little ooc, you weren't just imagining it.
Whatever it takes
Ch. 3
1872
*I'm making up my own year, as to when all this happened, and sorry if that doesn't go along with manga / anime. I will tell you the year each time I switch time periods, as not to confuse you. *
"I have to go." He said coldly.
"Why? I-I just don't understand, I thought that we.." Misao's usually happy determined eyes were watering up. She turned away from Kenshin, and tried to whip the accursed tears away. Misao had thought she'd meant something to Kenshin, but he had made his mind up that he was leaving, and he didn't care about her. She started to walk away from him, but he caught her shoulder, and spun her around.
His golden eyes burned hers, and Misao turned her head away. He gently grabbed her chin, making her look at him. Kenshin's eyes softened to a light violet. "Don't you see, I'm doing this for us. We could live under a better government. We have the chance to shape a new society, and live better lives. I could help make that happen; I need to do this, and I want your blessing." His pleas made Misao feel ashamed; to want to keep him here, when he obviously wanted.needed to do this. 'If you love something, let it go.'
"Alright, you have my blessing. Just don't expect to me forget about you. You better come back to me, when this is over!" The fire came back into her eyes, and the red-haired man smiled.
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2003
Aoshi took a sip of tea, and exhaled. Why did he feel like he'd sold his soul to the devil? He was working as one of Cho's men. Oh yeah, that was the reason.
Cho was one of the top leaders of the underground. He had half of China twisted around his pinky finger, and now he was trying to take over Japan. Cho wasn't some average gang leader stealing a couple of pair of shoes from the store, no he had millions of dollars, working for wealthy old men with secrets to keep. Cho needed people like Aoshi to do his dirty work, and now he finally gotten what he wanted.
Aoshi's friends had been in deep trouble, and got Cho to help them get out of it, but they couldn't pay for his help, and that was a very serious dilemma. Hajun Cho had away of making people disappear, without a trace, so Cho and Aoshi made a deal. Cho forgot about the debt they owed him, if Aoshi joined his group.
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Aoshi was trying to sleep with no success. Between those dreams he was having, to the Cho thing, Aoshi just couldn't get a wink. He threw back his covers, and climbed out of bed. He walked over to the open window, and closed it. He pressed his forehead up against the glass, not caring that it was freezing cold. He sighed (he did that a lot lately), and shut his ocean- colored eyes. The whole world was on his shoulders, and he wasn't sure he had the strength to hold it up.
RING!!!!! RING!!!!!!!!! The phone shrieked angrily. He went over to the phone, but just stared at it. Afraid of whom it might be. He let the answering machine pick it up. "Aoshi? This is your Mother calling." Aoshi snatched up the receiver.
"Mom."
" Good, you're home. I've been trying to call you for days, where have you been? Never mind. I just wanted to tell you that Fuyumi Soryo invited us to her wedding, and ."
"I can't go. He stated flatly. "You WILL go. And, you'll also help them move their things into the new house. Mr. Kamiya isn't a young man, and can't lift all those things alone, which is why I said you would help." Aoshi growled in his mind. He more important things to think about! He lived fifty miles away, but still he could not get away from his mother!
"Fine." He said evenly, trying not to let his anger show.
"You aren't mad, are you? Because if you are."
"No." He said cutting her off, then abruptly hanging up the phone.
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Hey! I don't own the characters. If the characters were a little ooc, you weren't just imagining it.
