THE REAL AOSHI AND MISAO STORY
Chapter four
The morning after…(Misao's POV)
I woke up feeling cold, my husband left my bedside. I felt so alone. Who knew that was so tiring? I'm a bit sore but I think I'll manage. He probably left because he didn't like me in bed. If only I knew more about pleasing men. Ok I won't think about that. Get up and go. I got dressed and went to look for Aoshi-sama.
I asked around, all of them couldn't help but smile at me and said something about me becoming a woman but no one would tell me where Aoshi-sama was. I got frustrated with their answers so I left the Aoiya to blow off some steam.
I didn't know where I was going exactly but I decided to walk to the temple. Whenever I wasn't practicing my housewife duties I would go to the temple back in Tokyo to pray to Kami-sama. I would always ask to be a great wife, I really wanted to be make my husband happy. So I guess I'm going there now.
I took off my sandals and entered the temple. It was early morning so no one was around. I kneeled before the statue and prayed to myself, 'Oh great Kami-sama please let me be a good wife to my husband Aoshi-sama. I want to please him in every way. Please let me bare strong sons for my husband.' I ended my prayer and got up; I turned to look at the statue one more time. All this praying better work. I smiled one more time.
I walked out of the temple and saw Aoshi waiting at the bottom of the stairs. "Oy! Aoshi-sama what are you doing here?" Oh no! I was just yelling at my own husband like some rude and uncouth little girl. I straightened myself up and carefully walked down the steps. As I was walking down the steps I could see his handsome face closer and closer.
I paused a few steps just before the ground. I wanted to be able to see his beautiful eyes up close. He stared at me with no expression. Even if his eyes held nothing, I'm sure that he cares.
"I'm sorry I yelled like that. That wasn't very lady-like. Please forgive me Aoshi-sama" I bowed slightly. His hand touched my shoulder, signaling me to stand up straight. "You don't have to apologize and please just call me Aoshi. I am your husband you needn't be so formal." I looked into his eyes. Taking in what he said, he called himself mine. I smiled brightly at him, "Right."
He turned his back to me. Aoshi sure can be rude sometimes. Why does he keep on turning around like that? Jeez doesn't he even care to be a good husband? But I guess it's my fault. I'm not good enough for him. I have to be more lady-like. I decided that night I would cook him the biggest and most delicious dinner he's ever had in his entire life. That way he'll be forget about my short comings in bed.
During dinner Aoshi made an effort to eat all of my food. I was so happy.
After dinner we went to bed together. I needed to tell him something. It was important that he understood how I felt. "Aoshi. I don't want you to go." He sat up looking at me. "What do you mean?" I cleared my voice, "I don't like it when you leave me in the middle of the night. I mean if I wasn't pleasing you I am willing to learn, just give me a chance..." He interrupted me and touched my shoulders. "Misao I never said that you displeased me. Don't worry, everything is going to be all right." I smiled a little, those words sound so comforting. Just like that all of my anxieties were gone.
I always wanted to try this. I've read about this in many of my mother's books. Kissing, it's a western tradition, when two people put their lips together. Sometimes they would stick their tongue into each other's mouth. I know it sounds gross, I mean who would want to trade saliva? Just too gross. But this time I wanted to. So I dared to kissed him.
At first it was on his cheeks, I could see the color rising on his cheeks. "Misao what are you doing?" I eased back, "Something the Westerners called kissing?" "I know that but why?" He asked. "You don't like it? Oh I'm sorry."
He shook his head, "It isn't that. I do like it." Soon my lips were touching his mouth. It was a warm and nice sensation. I was so happy at that moment. I hope that it would never end.
TBC
M.LEE