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Summary: Soujiro is a circus performer of the Juppon Gatana with special abilities. Misao is a regular teenage girl who coincidently comes to watch the circus performance. The green clashes with blue.
Jezika: _ I can't help it! Me and Squeaks made another fanfic. I should be updating my other fics…hopefully they don't get mad. Well I'm co-authoring my fic. You might know me as 'The Girl Who Cried Oro' and I'm co-authoring a fanfic with 'Sakuya No Baka'.
Squeaks: That's me! I'm Sakuya No Baka!!! ^_^
Jezika: Yep! With a penname Oro and Squeaks. I'm Oro and she's Squeaks. And we made a Soujiro and Misao fanfiction!
Squeaks: Yep, we are big fat, humongous fans of Sou and Misao fans Enjoy!
Jezika: Oro? I'm not that huge Misao and Sou fan like you.
Squeaks: Squeaks. Well, I think it's better then Aoshi and Misao fics but if any of you readers out there that are reading this right that likes Aoshi and Misao fics, I don't mind, but if you are Aoshi and Misao fics, then why are you even reading this right now!
Jezika: ~__~ Shut up and let them read the story.
Squeaks: -_-+
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An Oro and Squeaks Production Presents…
Circus Extravaganza
Chapter One: Ice Cream Shoppe
She sighed as she walked on the side of the sidewalk. He still didn't notice her. Her grandpa's apprentice to be exact. She would always watch him train, but he still never noticed her. "Oh Aoshi…"
Misao Makimachi. Age 16. No boyfriend and an only child and another tomboy to add it at that.
Misao pushed the door and walked into the Hajime's Ice Cream Shoppe. The ding of the bell was heard as she walked in and went toward the counter taking a seat. She placed the books on the table to the side of her.
"Well lookie here. It's weasel girl." The tall man said sliding an ice cream banana sundae to Misao. She stopped it easily and stuck a silver metal spoon in it.
"My name is Misao and I am not a weasel, Saitou!" She yelped to the older man and took a scoop of the cold treat.
Saitou Hajime was the owner of the Hajime's Ice Cream Shoppe. Not the most friendliest guys around here and could sometimes be creepy but he was kind of like a second father or uncle to Misao.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever." He rolled his eyes as he wiped the table with a red rag. "So what's with the down look? You seem to lack sleep or something."
"Girl stuff. I rather not talk about it…"
"Aoshi Shinomori." Saitou said with haste.
At that name she leaned over to Saitou and glared at him. "How did you know!?"
"How did I know? For one thing, its obvious you are wild for your grandfather's apprentice since you keep talking about him in your conversations that raccoon girl and another…you just told me." He replied calmly.
She blinked. "Oh."
"Yep." Saitou replied plainly.
"So where's that raccoon girl you're always with. The Kamiya girl, I mean. You're always with her." He wondered.
Misao sighed as she rested her head on the palm of her hand. "She'll be here in a few minutes soon," Misao answered still upset and it was obvious in her voice.
"Yeah, sure. Just don't look so glum. Lighten up a bit. I'm going to go tend to my other customers."
She stirred her ice cream and scooped another of the ice cream banana sundae and placed it in her mouth, the cold sweet flavor was satisfying her taste buds. "Mmm…" She closed her eyes and hummed and savored the wonderful cold taste. But it was only because Saitou's Ice Cream Shoppe was the best place for ice cream. Who to thought, a serious man like him would open up an ice cream shop. It's probably because of his wife, Tokio. But you wouldn't believe that those two were lovers since they're nearly opposites.
The bell on top of the door rung and Misao turned around to see who it was at the door. There was a young girl around her age with long raven hair in a ponytail that looked darker navy blue in the shine of the light. And her eyes were like a gleaming sapphire gem. "Hey Misao!"
"Kaoru!" She waved her hand and turned back to her ice cream, which was starting to melt.
Kaoru was soon sitting in the red colored seat right next to her, placing her own books on the counter. "Misao! Why look so glum? Are you having Aoshi problems again?" Kaoru looking concerned.
Misao merely nodded and used the spoon to stir the melting ice cream.
"Oh come on Misao. There are other guys in the sea! Go find some other guy. I'm sure there are others that will be interested in you! I mean, Aoshi barely even notices you and you see each others almost everyday!" Kaoru exclaimed with a mighty determined expression. "If I had the chance, I would knock some sense into that giant cold oversized Popsicle! I mean, who does he think he is! Walking around so serious and he hardly talks to anyone even if they greeted him..."
Misao was a little annoyed of Kaoru who was getting talkative at that moment that a vein popped on her head. So to shut her best friend up, she took her spoon full of some of her banana split and flicked it at Kaoru's face.
Kaoru didn't notice Misao's frustration over her talking and kept continuing to talk, "I'm telling you that he's not your¾"
In Kaoru's point of view, something sudden happen and a flying ball that was part of a banana split, came flying smacked into her face. Kaoru stopped with surprise. Her big crossed eyes popped out and shouted, "MISAO!!!" Misao looked depressed at the tabletop like nothing happened. Only a couple of people looked at the two girls. Kaoru saw that that they were looking at her and got embarrassed so she decided to quickly calm down.
"Oh Kaoru…" Misao started to say while Kaoru listened and also was wiping her banana face with a napkin, "don't get to over reactive!"
"Well you can't blame me! I'm sure you'll find someone that will notice you. I mean you have the looks, the heart, and the potential. And you make a good friend as well!" Kaoru said trying to cheer her friend up. "I assure you! But…I just can't get the feeling that Aoshi's not right for you, but if you really like him, well then I guess…go for it!" ^_^
"If you say so…" Misao replied still with a sad face. "Maybe…"
Kaoru's fist made contact to the top of Misao's head and then a bump grew swollen.
"What the hell did you do that for!?" Misao yelled at her with her glaring blue eyes holding her head.
With the same face, Kaoru responded, "To knock some sense into you! You needed it!"
"Well, you didn't have to hit that hard! It really hurt!" Misao said as she rubbed her sore bump.
"Well, sorry!" Kaoru said with a little sarcasm, "But you really needed it! I'm worried about you! You're my best friend and like a sister to me!" Kaoru explained.
"I'm flattered that you cared, but nothing will help me from my depression…" She moped and then put both of her hands and looks up. "Oh Aoshi! Why do you not notice me!?"
Everyone was looking at her with sweat drops in the back of their head. "Uh…Misao. You do know that everyone in here is watching us…again."
"I don't give a crap if they are watching! It still won't make a difference to me! It won't bring Aoshi to notice me!" She sobered with teary eyes. Comically though.
Kaoru sighed and placed a reassuring hand on Misao's shoulder. "Just stop thinking about it for a while! Hey! I got an idea!" She pulled out a crumpled paper out. She slammed it on the table and Misao looked at it. "The circus is coming this weekend to perform! We should go and we'll invite Kenshin and the others!"
"Uh…aren't we a little old to go to the circus, Kaoru?"
"Oh nonsense! Nobody is too old for the circus. It'll be fun and it might take your mind off of Aoshi! It'll be good for you!" Kaoru said with a beaming face.
"I guess so…fine…" She replied still with that moping face.
"Awesome!"
"But you're paying!"
"Grr…Fine…" Kaoru looked at her watch to check the time. "Mou! Oh man, time sure pass bye when you're having fun! I have to go home or else my dad will kill me!"
"Fun, yeah right," Misao said sarcastically, "Ok. Sure. I'll see you around." She waved her hand and Kaoru waved back.
"Bye! I'll see you tomorrow at school then!"
"Yeah. See ya later!" Misao replied as she watch Kaoru leave the ice cream parlor.
Misao sighed again. "Kao is such a worry wart…" She said, talking to herself. She spun the chair and saw the crumpled flyer to the circus still rested on the surface of the table. "She must have forgotten this…"
The sixteen-year-old girl picked the wrinkle paper. "I guess I'll give this to Kaoru tomorrow."
She looked at for a minute. "Juppon Gattana Circus…" She read. There was a picture of a man in bandages. He looked like a mummy to her. In his arms in the picture, Misao saw was a beautiful woman in a dress with maroon hair that was in a bun. Then there were many people, but the one person that stood out was a certain blue haired youth with a smile on his face, which made her smile too, for some reason. And next to him was a beautiful white tiger beside him. "Maybe…I will go to the circus…"
She picked up her books and placed the flyer on top. Then she stood up from her seat and left.
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A young man about the age of eighteen opened the box and took out a black top hat out and placed it on his head. He took the baton and started dancing for really no apparent reason. "Bebop shebop!"
"Soujiro! What the heck are you doing?"
"I'm dancing Miss Yumi!" Soujirou exclaimed cheerfully, "I would think that was very obvious." The boy named Soujiro said as he smiled.
"Stop fooling around. You know we have a show to do this weekend. You need to go tend to Kisa. You could fool around after your jobs and chores are done."
"I guess you are right, Miss Yumi. I'll go tend to it now." He replied still smiling. He put the hat and baton back in the box and then walked off.
Yumi sighed. "You go do that, kiddo. And remember to wake up six in the morning to start practicing for this weekend, so get a good sleep for tonight. Those are orders from Shishio and me."
He turned his head to face the woman nodded, still with a smile on his face. "No prob. I'll get on it right away." Then he walked off.
She smiled as the teen walked away. Soujiro was like a son to her. He was orphaned at age eight and his parents were close to Shishio and Yumi so they had become the guardians of Soujiro Seta.
"Oh Soujiro…" She shook her head and then turned around and headed somewhere else.
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