Disclaimer: RK is not mine. How many times do I have to repeat that? Blah!
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My. Only. One.
Chapter f.o.u.r
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Aoshi cradled the fragile Misao in his arms as he entered his home. It was nothing much, but a simply decorated interior occupied with a small kitchen and dinner room, which lead out to the balcony. His apartment was dark, but Aoshi was still able to work his way to the hall and into his room where he placed that still unconscious Misao gently on his bed.
Immediately he set off to work on an antidote. He swiftly went into his kitchen and opened up the cabinet where it contained several jars of herbs. Diligently, he picked out various jars and took just the right amount of herb needed, and stared working on the formula to create a potion. It was an easy task for him, for long ago he had been trained in his ninja clan on how to identified specific herbs, and to create potions to cure poison. With his last touched added to the potion, Aoshi poured the warm liquid substance into a little tea cup as he made his way back into his bedroom.
There Misao was still lying lifelessly on his bed where he had left her, but he could tell that her senses were coming back because her as head rolled to one side. Moving to her side he sat on the edge of the bed as he supported her up with his arm around her shoulder, allowing her to lean on him. Delicately he placed the rim of the teacup between her lips hoping she would take in some of the liquid. At once when the substance entered her mouth it was quickly revolted.
" No..taste.bad." Misao barely whispered as she frown in disgust at the taste of the potion. She wasn't willing to take in the potion and Aoshi had to figure out a way for her to take it. Looking at her delicate face intensely he finally decided what he was going to do.
Aoshi took a drink of the potion, and he held the liquid in his mouth without swallowing it. Capturing Misao's chin with his forefinger and his thumb, he tilted her face towards him. Then his head descended down towards hers, as his lip captures hers transferred the liquid into her. Her lips were soft and gently as they were pressed against his and Aoshi found himself wanting to deepen their kiss to see what she would taste like. Aoshi then suddenly pulled away from as if she had burned him alarmed at the fact that he even wanted to deepen their kiss.
Placing her back down on the bed, he decided the best thing to do was to get his mind on something else. Realizing that her shoulder still need to be cared for he set out to get the bandages to dress her wound. Once her wounded was expertly cleaned and bandage, he placed the blanket gently over her. He stood there awhile staring at her tender face and wondering why he was feeling the way that he was feeling towards her. He didn't know what it was about her that made him like that. Every time he looked at her, there was just sudden warmth that flowed through him. A kind of warmth that he had never experienced before.
Sure she was not the prettiest girl, but something about her draws him to her, that intrigued him like never before. Yet again the more he stared at her the more he found that he rather liked her features, the more they appeared to be so beautiful to him. Her long lashes, her soft lips, and silky hair that framed her delicate childish face structure. He suddenly wanted to know what her name was, what she liked, what she hates, and everything about her. It was so strange to him, and he couldn't understand why. Reaching out a hand to brush a strand of hair that was mingled with her long lashes, he shook his head and left the room.
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Misao turned restlessly underneath the blanket as she slowly awoke from her slumber. She slowly rose herself up on one of her elbow and instantly her head started aching, and her vision started to swirl around her. She placed her hand on her forehand and started to massage it hoping that it would clear her head just a little.
"Oww, what is wrong with me." Misao asked herself.
"You shouldn't get up so fast." Aoshi's deep voice instructed her as he entered the room just when she awoke.
"What?" Misao was startled at the sound of his voice. Slowly she tired to recollect what happened and why she was here in the first place. The images of her event slowly came back to her, about the murderer, and remember that someone saved her when she was trapped, and how she fainted.
She looked at Aoshi and asked him, "You were the one that saved me?"
Aoshi just simply nodded his head without say anything.
"Well, thank you for saving me." Misao thanked Aoshi, but all she got for a respond was silence. "Umm.could you tell me why my head hurts so much?" She inquired still massaging her head.
"You were poison, and that just the after affects." Aoshi answered with an inanimate tone.
"Oh. Well how long have I been out?" Misao continued her questioning.
Aoshi, however, was getting irritated with all the questioning, but none of the emotion was expressed on his face as he answered her question anyway. "You've been out for about a day. It's morning now."
"What!" Misao was alarmed to how long she has been unconscious and suddenly threw off the blanket and tired to get up. Although, once her legs touched the ground it gave out at once. Misao expected to go crashing on the ground when suddenly an arm was securely wrapped her waist preventing her from hitting the floor.
She looked up only to be greeted by beautiful ice blue eyes that made her held her breath. His eyes were even more beautiful now up close than they were before when she first saw him. Up close they were intense blue mixed turquoise, and a richer shade just around the irises. It was like she was in a trance staring in those eyes, and felt like time has stopped. She could stare at them forever, but the magical moment was shattered when he spoke snapping her out of reverie.
" I told you not to get up yet." He scolded as he help her sat against the edged of the bed.
" I'm sorry, but I've been out of at least a day already. I need to get home otherwise my friend will be worried." Misao protested with a little pout. Seeing her cute little pout, Aoshi just wanted to kiss her lips once again to really see what they taste like. Shaking his head again for the second time, he gave out a sign as he walked across the room.
"Then why don't you give them a call to tell them that you are all right. You will have to stay here at least another day. You still need to drink one more potion before the poison is out of your system." Aoshi suggested as he tossed her the cordless black phone.
Misao caught it was eased, and inclined her head to one side to look at him. "You mean I have to stay here one more day?" Misao asked.
Aoshi only nodded with his arms folded across his chest, as he lean against the wall looking back at her. Giving a sign of defeat, Misao started dialing her apartment number. After several rings, Kaoru's worried voice could be heard on the other end of the phone.
"Kaoru." Misao started to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Kaoru shouting at her making her hold the phone away from her ears to avoid hurting her eardrums.
"Misao! Where were you! I was worried sick! You wait until you come home! I'll kill you!" Kaoru scream at the top of her lungs.
"Gomen, Kaoru!" Misao said with a nervous laugh as she scratches the back of her head.
"Sorry?! Is that all you can say? Misao you." Kaoru began, but this time Misao interrupted her.
"Kaoru, I'm so sorry, but I'm ok now. I can't come home right now, but I'll be back sometimes around tomorrow. I promise I'll explain everything. So please don't kill me. I'm so sorry. Bye!" Misao said in one single breath without stopping as she quickly turned off the phone. She let out a loud sign; Kaoru was about to have her head, and when gets back Kaoru was sure to kill her. Probably take her head and post it on her apartment building. An image of an angry Kaoru flash through her head as her face cringed in fear.
'I'm going to die.' Misao cried.
" Is everything all right?" Aoshi deep voice asked. Misao looked up to see that he was standing in front of her, his eyes watching her.
"Errr.yes." Misao said as she handed him the phone. "Thank you."
Aoshi took the phone and placed it back where he got it, and was about to step out of the room when Misao stopped him.
"Err.Do you think that I could take a shower. I'm all dirty." Misao question. Aoshi turned around to look at her and saw that her clothes were covered in dirt and that she indeed needs to take a shower.
"Second door across the hall." Aoshi informed her and walked out of the room shutting the door behind him.
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To be Continued...
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That's chapter four guys!!!! This chapter is pretty long. Hehe. Sorry. Stay tune and see what happens during the next chapter. Hopefully I'll get it up soon. Hehehe. Please review to let me know what you think. ^_^ Thanks a munchies.
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My. Only. One.
Chapter f.o.u.r
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Aoshi cradled the fragile Misao in his arms as he entered his home. It was nothing much, but a simply decorated interior occupied with a small kitchen and dinner room, which lead out to the balcony. His apartment was dark, but Aoshi was still able to work his way to the hall and into his room where he placed that still unconscious Misao gently on his bed.
Immediately he set off to work on an antidote. He swiftly went into his kitchen and opened up the cabinet where it contained several jars of herbs. Diligently, he picked out various jars and took just the right amount of herb needed, and stared working on the formula to create a potion. It was an easy task for him, for long ago he had been trained in his ninja clan on how to identified specific herbs, and to create potions to cure poison. With his last touched added to the potion, Aoshi poured the warm liquid substance into a little tea cup as he made his way back into his bedroom.
There Misao was still lying lifelessly on his bed where he had left her, but he could tell that her senses were coming back because her as head rolled to one side. Moving to her side he sat on the edge of the bed as he supported her up with his arm around her shoulder, allowing her to lean on him. Delicately he placed the rim of the teacup between her lips hoping she would take in some of the liquid. At once when the substance entered her mouth it was quickly revolted.
" No..taste.bad." Misao barely whispered as she frown in disgust at the taste of the potion. She wasn't willing to take in the potion and Aoshi had to figure out a way for her to take it. Looking at her delicate face intensely he finally decided what he was going to do.
Aoshi took a drink of the potion, and he held the liquid in his mouth without swallowing it. Capturing Misao's chin with his forefinger and his thumb, he tilted her face towards him. Then his head descended down towards hers, as his lip captures hers transferred the liquid into her. Her lips were soft and gently as they were pressed against his and Aoshi found himself wanting to deepen their kiss to see what she would taste like. Aoshi then suddenly pulled away from as if she had burned him alarmed at the fact that he even wanted to deepen their kiss.
Placing her back down on the bed, he decided the best thing to do was to get his mind on something else. Realizing that her shoulder still need to be cared for he set out to get the bandages to dress her wound. Once her wounded was expertly cleaned and bandage, he placed the blanket gently over her. He stood there awhile staring at her tender face and wondering why he was feeling the way that he was feeling towards her. He didn't know what it was about her that made him like that. Every time he looked at her, there was just sudden warmth that flowed through him. A kind of warmth that he had never experienced before.
Sure she was not the prettiest girl, but something about her draws him to her, that intrigued him like never before. Yet again the more he stared at her the more he found that he rather liked her features, the more they appeared to be so beautiful to him. Her long lashes, her soft lips, and silky hair that framed her delicate childish face structure. He suddenly wanted to know what her name was, what she liked, what she hates, and everything about her. It was so strange to him, and he couldn't understand why. Reaching out a hand to brush a strand of hair that was mingled with her long lashes, he shook his head and left the room.
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Misao turned restlessly underneath the blanket as she slowly awoke from her slumber. She slowly rose herself up on one of her elbow and instantly her head started aching, and her vision started to swirl around her. She placed her hand on her forehand and started to massage it hoping that it would clear her head just a little.
"Oww, what is wrong with me." Misao asked herself.
"You shouldn't get up so fast." Aoshi's deep voice instructed her as he entered the room just when she awoke.
"What?" Misao was startled at the sound of his voice. Slowly she tired to recollect what happened and why she was here in the first place. The images of her event slowly came back to her, about the murderer, and remember that someone saved her when she was trapped, and how she fainted.
She looked at Aoshi and asked him, "You were the one that saved me?"
Aoshi just simply nodded his head without say anything.
"Well, thank you for saving me." Misao thanked Aoshi, but all she got for a respond was silence. "Umm.could you tell me why my head hurts so much?" She inquired still massaging her head.
"You were poison, and that just the after affects." Aoshi answered with an inanimate tone.
"Oh. Well how long have I been out?" Misao continued her questioning.
Aoshi, however, was getting irritated with all the questioning, but none of the emotion was expressed on his face as he answered her question anyway. "You've been out for about a day. It's morning now."
"What!" Misao was alarmed to how long she has been unconscious and suddenly threw off the blanket and tired to get up. Although, once her legs touched the ground it gave out at once. Misao expected to go crashing on the ground when suddenly an arm was securely wrapped her waist preventing her from hitting the floor.
She looked up only to be greeted by beautiful ice blue eyes that made her held her breath. His eyes were even more beautiful now up close than they were before when she first saw him. Up close they were intense blue mixed turquoise, and a richer shade just around the irises. It was like she was in a trance staring in those eyes, and felt like time has stopped. She could stare at them forever, but the magical moment was shattered when he spoke snapping her out of reverie.
" I told you not to get up yet." He scolded as he help her sat against the edged of the bed.
" I'm sorry, but I've been out of at least a day already. I need to get home otherwise my friend will be worried." Misao protested with a little pout. Seeing her cute little pout, Aoshi just wanted to kiss her lips once again to really see what they taste like. Shaking his head again for the second time, he gave out a sign as he walked across the room.
"Then why don't you give them a call to tell them that you are all right. You will have to stay here at least another day. You still need to drink one more potion before the poison is out of your system." Aoshi suggested as he tossed her the cordless black phone.
Misao caught it was eased, and inclined her head to one side to look at him. "You mean I have to stay here one more day?" Misao asked.
Aoshi only nodded with his arms folded across his chest, as he lean against the wall looking back at her. Giving a sign of defeat, Misao started dialing her apartment number. After several rings, Kaoru's worried voice could be heard on the other end of the phone.
"Kaoru." Misao started to speak, but was suddenly interrupted by Kaoru shouting at her making her hold the phone away from her ears to avoid hurting her eardrums.
"Misao! Where were you! I was worried sick! You wait until you come home! I'll kill you!" Kaoru scream at the top of her lungs.
"Gomen, Kaoru!" Misao said with a nervous laugh as she scratches the back of her head.
"Sorry?! Is that all you can say? Misao you." Kaoru began, but this time Misao interrupted her.
"Kaoru, I'm so sorry, but I'm ok now. I can't come home right now, but I'll be back sometimes around tomorrow. I promise I'll explain everything. So please don't kill me. I'm so sorry. Bye!" Misao said in one single breath without stopping as she quickly turned off the phone. She let out a loud sign; Kaoru was about to have her head, and when gets back Kaoru was sure to kill her. Probably take her head and post it on her apartment building. An image of an angry Kaoru flash through her head as her face cringed in fear.
'I'm going to die.' Misao cried.
" Is everything all right?" Aoshi deep voice asked. Misao looked up to see that he was standing in front of her, his eyes watching her.
"Errr.yes." Misao said as she handed him the phone. "Thank you."
Aoshi took the phone and placed it back where he got it, and was about to step out of the room when Misao stopped him.
"Err.Do you think that I could take a shower. I'm all dirty." Misao question. Aoshi turned around to look at her and saw that her clothes were covered in dirt and that she indeed needs to take a shower.
"Second door across the hall." Aoshi informed her and walked out of the room shutting the door behind him.
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To be Continued...
o(^_^)o
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That's chapter four guys!!!! This chapter is pretty long. Hehe. Sorry. Stay tune and see what happens during the next chapter. Hopefully I'll get it up soon. Hehehe. Please review to let me know what you think. ^_^ Thanks a munchies.
