Disclaimer: RK is not mine. The characters are not mine. Is anything mine?
Apparently not... Enjoy guys.
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My. Only. One
Chapter t.h.r.e.e
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"What will you do now, my pretty? You are at my mercy now, aren't you." The murder hissed with a wicked chuckle, tracing a hand across her cheek.
Misao flinched at his touched and averted her face. "Get away from me your freak." Misao hissed. If only she could get her hands free, but as much as she tried to twist and pull out of his grip the tighter he held on.
"Shut up, you witch." He spat and raised his hand ready to strike her. Misao closed her eyes preparing for the attack, but it never came. Yet suddenly she found that her hands are now free and that the killer was no longer there. She opened eyes and saw that he was somehow thrown off her and his body was lying against the wall.
"What the heck happened?" Misao asked, as one of her hand rubbed her wrist where he had held her prisoner because she could tell that it was beginning to bruise from all the force that he used. Looking around her to see what was going on, Misao spotted someone that she knew wasn't there before.
The first thing that she took notice was his height. He was a tall man that was wearing an outfit that looked like a ninja that fitted his form perfectly. (Like the one he wore in the manga. God, he was hot. Hehe. Sorry.) Displaying his board shoulders, and the short cut sleeves up to his elbow showed his strong muscular arms. He had jet-black hair and bangs that hanged carelessly over his eyes. They were the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen. With its icy blue color and even a deeper shade of blue around the iris, which seemed to show nothing and feel nothing. They were like ice blue eyes that were staring at her. It was strange how she was feeling. Strange how she loved the looks of his eyes, strange how she wanted to look at them forever, strange how they captured her so.
'Strange to why I'm even thinking like this in the first place.' Misao mentally smacked herself so that she could stop staring at him a dog, and forced herself to look away from him to the killer. He was string awake from being unconscious, and was slowly raising up to his feet.
"Aoshi! How did you find me?" He demanded as he slowly backed away, but he had no where to as he backed up against the wall.
"What's the matter?" Misao watched the strange man asked his voice of plain iciness and impassiveness.
"I'll kill you! You will not steal from me again. I will not let you take her." The killer seems to have lost it, as his eyes widen out of its socket and started to advance at Aoshi. Aoshi's face, however, was still expressionless and pococurante as he simply moved out of the way, and the killer hit nothing but air.
Once again the killer advanced, but the attempt proved futile as Aoshi slide gracefully out of the way and punched the killer square in the face, the forcing sending his body flying a few feet back. It was clear to Misao that this Aoshi person was the stronger opponent, and it seemed that the killer doesn't stand a chance. Misao watched in fascination as Aoshi moved effortlessly and gracefully to avoid all the attacks and with incredible speed.
"Enough fooling around! I will show you that you can not defeat me!" The murder shouted in raged as all his attempted to at least injured Aoshi seem to have misfire, and now he was trapped backed against the wall in a little corner. Using his technique like the one he used on Misao, the killer quickly disappeared from their vision.
"Watch out." Misao warned Aoshi as she tired to sense where he was. Aoshi, however, said nothing and reminded quiet, his face still inexpressive.
Misao's eyes wondered from one place to another trying to place his location, but Aoshi was just standing there as if it didn't matter to him. What could he be thinking, Misao didn't know, but all of a suddenly Aoshi leaped back from where he was position and Misao saw that he was creating some kinds of signs with his hands in front of him.
All at once, a breath of fire appeared and the voice of the killer could be heard as the fire burned his flesh. His figure engulfed by the fire and when the fire had died out there was nothing remaining but ashes.
"What happened?" Misao whispered as she watched the scene before with wide eyes. She turned to look at Aoshi and at once started to back away from him. Aoshi noticed her moves and turned to face her.
"Don't be scared. I won't hurt you." He said with his cold, composed voice.
"Won't hurt me? You just burned that toad to ashes. I think I have a right to be scared, don't you think?" Misao countered as she slowly backed away. "What are you? How did you do that?"
"My name is Aoshi and that was one of my technique as a ninja." Aoshi stated simply.
"One of your technique as a ninja?" Misao whispered.
'I didn't know ninja still exist in this time period.' She thought to herself as she survey him up and down. Just as she was about to ask another question, her vision began to become blurry as she could hardly make out Aoshi's figure anymore.
"What's.happening."
There was suddenly a burning sensation in her stomach as tremendous pain shot through her body. Her head began to ache like it was being split open with a knife as she tired to cried out in pain. Her legs giving out as she slowly felt herself falling towards the ground.
Aoshi at once was at her side as he catches her before she hit the ground. He examined her face as he noticed her face was imprinted with anguish. Her lips were turning a shade of purple as he looked at her.
'She's been poisoned.' Aoshi thought as she examined her body and found the wound that was on her shoulder was the caused. She was injured during her fight and now the poison was spreading through her system, and if its not cured soon then she could possible lose her life.
Aoshi quickly wrapped him one of his arms around her shoulder, and another arm placed at her knees as she scooped up into his arms. Her face some how was buried in his chest as he held her. He then realized just how petite she was compare to his masculine frame, and intently at her face and silently walked out of the ally.
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To be continued..
o^_^o
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My. Only. One
Chapter t.h.r.e.e
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"What will you do now, my pretty? You are at my mercy now, aren't you." The murder hissed with a wicked chuckle, tracing a hand across her cheek.
Misao flinched at his touched and averted her face. "Get away from me your freak." Misao hissed. If only she could get her hands free, but as much as she tried to twist and pull out of his grip the tighter he held on.
"Shut up, you witch." He spat and raised his hand ready to strike her. Misao closed her eyes preparing for the attack, but it never came. Yet suddenly she found that her hands are now free and that the killer was no longer there. She opened eyes and saw that he was somehow thrown off her and his body was lying against the wall.
"What the heck happened?" Misao asked, as one of her hand rubbed her wrist where he had held her prisoner because she could tell that it was beginning to bruise from all the force that he used. Looking around her to see what was going on, Misao spotted someone that she knew wasn't there before.
The first thing that she took notice was his height. He was a tall man that was wearing an outfit that looked like a ninja that fitted his form perfectly. (Like the one he wore in the manga. God, he was hot. Hehe. Sorry.) Displaying his board shoulders, and the short cut sleeves up to his elbow showed his strong muscular arms. He had jet-black hair and bangs that hanged carelessly over his eyes. They were the most beautiful pair of eyes she had ever seen. With its icy blue color and even a deeper shade of blue around the iris, which seemed to show nothing and feel nothing. They were like ice blue eyes that were staring at her. It was strange how she was feeling. Strange how she loved the looks of his eyes, strange how she wanted to look at them forever, strange how they captured her so.
'Strange to why I'm even thinking like this in the first place.' Misao mentally smacked herself so that she could stop staring at him a dog, and forced herself to look away from him to the killer. He was string awake from being unconscious, and was slowly raising up to his feet.
"Aoshi! How did you find me?" He demanded as he slowly backed away, but he had no where to as he backed up against the wall.
"What's the matter?" Misao watched the strange man asked his voice of plain iciness and impassiveness.
"I'll kill you! You will not steal from me again. I will not let you take her." The killer seems to have lost it, as his eyes widen out of its socket and started to advance at Aoshi. Aoshi's face, however, was still expressionless and pococurante as he simply moved out of the way, and the killer hit nothing but air.
Once again the killer advanced, but the attempt proved futile as Aoshi slide gracefully out of the way and punched the killer square in the face, the forcing sending his body flying a few feet back. It was clear to Misao that this Aoshi person was the stronger opponent, and it seemed that the killer doesn't stand a chance. Misao watched in fascination as Aoshi moved effortlessly and gracefully to avoid all the attacks and with incredible speed.
"Enough fooling around! I will show you that you can not defeat me!" The murder shouted in raged as all his attempted to at least injured Aoshi seem to have misfire, and now he was trapped backed against the wall in a little corner. Using his technique like the one he used on Misao, the killer quickly disappeared from their vision.
"Watch out." Misao warned Aoshi as she tired to sense where he was. Aoshi, however, said nothing and reminded quiet, his face still inexpressive.
Misao's eyes wondered from one place to another trying to place his location, but Aoshi was just standing there as if it didn't matter to him. What could he be thinking, Misao didn't know, but all of a suddenly Aoshi leaped back from where he was position and Misao saw that he was creating some kinds of signs with his hands in front of him.
All at once, a breath of fire appeared and the voice of the killer could be heard as the fire burned his flesh. His figure engulfed by the fire and when the fire had died out there was nothing remaining but ashes.
"What happened?" Misao whispered as she watched the scene before with wide eyes. She turned to look at Aoshi and at once started to back away from him. Aoshi noticed her moves and turned to face her.
"Don't be scared. I won't hurt you." He said with his cold, composed voice.
"Won't hurt me? You just burned that toad to ashes. I think I have a right to be scared, don't you think?" Misao countered as she slowly backed away. "What are you? How did you do that?"
"My name is Aoshi and that was one of my technique as a ninja." Aoshi stated simply.
"One of your technique as a ninja?" Misao whispered.
'I didn't know ninja still exist in this time period.' She thought to herself as she survey him up and down. Just as she was about to ask another question, her vision began to become blurry as she could hardly make out Aoshi's figure anymore.
"What's.happening."
There was suddenly a burning sensation in her stomach as tremendous pain shot through her body. Her head began to ache like it was being split open with a knife as she tired to cried out in pain. Her legs giving out as she slowly felt herself falling towards the ground.
Aoshi at once was at her side as he catches her before she hit the ground. He examined her face as he noticed her face was imprinted with anguish. Her lips were turning a shade of purple as he looked at her.
'She's been poisoned.' Aoshi thought as she examined her body and found the wound that was on her shoulder was the caused. She was injured during her fight and now the poison was spreading through her system, and if its not cured soon then she could possible lose her life.
Aoshi quickly wrapped him one of his arms around her shoulder, and another arm placed at her knees as she scooped up into his arms. Her face some how was buried in his chest as he held her. He then realized just how petite she was compare to his masculine frame, and intently at her face and silently walked out of the ally.
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To be continued..
o^_^o
