A/n: Thank you for the reviews, and welcome to a second helping of fluffy goodness for Misao and Aoshi. This is about Misao when she's sick. I can relate to her now, because I'm sick today. ;-; *sniffle* But Im sure I'll be just like Misao-- bouncy and cheerful-- by tomorrow! So, umm…this story's short… but I hope you enjoy it!! And also, since I figure this is going to be a collection of fics now, if you could, contribute some ideas and I'll make a one-shot of it. Thank you for reading my stories, you guys are the best!!! Oh, and so far, these are G stories, and I acknowledge that these are fluff stories… Want more fluff? Want LOTS of fluff? Fluffier than this? Just tell me and I'll kick it up a notch. [BAM!]
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"A-a-Aaa-"
Oh no. Not again!
"CHUU!" came an explosion from Misao. Aoshi closed his eyes and wiped the nasty stuff off his arm.
"Sowwy." Misao sniffled and looked at him drearily. Aoshi looked at her pitifully. She looked pitiful. No color in her cheeks, a far off look in her eyes, and sneezing like no other shinobi he had heard of. That darn common cold! How dare it seize Misao at her peak of cheerfulness!
"Quite alright, Misao. Here." Aoshi spoon fed Misao. She propped up on her shoulders and opened her mouth and swallowed some soup. She plopped back down on her pillow and wiped away her messy hair that clung to her forehead.
"You should rest." Aoshi said as he stood, setting the soup down.
"No!" She called out weakly and grabbed his leg.
"Please. Don't leave." She sniffed and sneezed once more all over his feet.
"You need to rest. And I can't risk myself catching a cold." Aoshi said and left.
"Hmph!" Misao pouted and plopped back on her futon.
Outside, Aoshi walked around in a bright sun shiny day. Spring, climate fair. It was just too bad that Misao had to miss out on it.
As he walked on the outside porch, he could just imagine what the day would have been like…
'Aoshi-Sama!' the imaginary Misao called out, waving a fistful of flowers in the air.
'These are for you! I picked them this morning!' said the mirage, approaching Aoshi, smiling as usual.
Aoshi held out his hand and then closed it. Only air. He shook his head. He couldn't stand around day dreaming all day… but, thinking about Misao was temptingly sweet. He moved on.
Misao rolled over, as the sheets clung to her. It was like an inferno. Her head hurt, too. It felt cloggy. Stuffed. She couldn't breathe…
"Gotta get outta here…" She mumbled as she kicked off the blanket. She got up on all fours. The room seemed to slowly rock back and forth. She tried to stand, but stumbled over.
"Ah!" She called out. She tried to catch herself, but ended up finding herself on the floor, her side hurting now.
"What..! This is pathetic…!" She tried to yell out. It came out as a weak plea. She stood up again, and wobbled to and fro as she reached the door.
She slid it open carefully and walked out. She closed to the door behind her with great strength. Misao took a deep breath. How relaxing it was. But, she couldn't rest until she found Aoshi!! She could just imagine Aoshi in front of her. He was standing tall, as usual, proud, and wonderful as always…
"Aoshi-Sama…" She sighed dreamily. She shook her head. Hallucinating… that wasn't a good thing…
Misao trekked on, making her way around outside, trying to find Aoshi…
But unfortunately, Aoshi was on the other side of small building, hands in his pockets of his trench coat, just wandering around. Surely enough, it wasn't an Aoshi thing to do, but the former Okashira was bored, and a bit worried and Misao. Speaking of the small girl, he decided to go check on her…
Misao sneezed again and shook her head. Either she was sick, or someone was talking about her. Perhaps both, ne? After all, Aoshi had Misao on the mind, as well as vice versa.
Now Aoshi stood at Misao's door. He slid it open carefully.
"Misao I have some tea for y--… Misao." He whispered onto those perfect lips (A/n: Hehehe…couldn't help myself.)… Misao? Misao was gone! He set done the extra tea and backed out of her room, once again closing the door behind him. Where had Misao gone? No clue…
"Aoshi…Sama…" Misao mumbled as she bumped into a pole supported the edge of the building. She wrapped her small arms around it as she felt the Earth wobble under her feet. She felt horribly… dizzy. Topsy turny went the world before her eyes. But she HAD to find Aoshi… She departed from the pole and took a few steps. Darn this whatever it was. She was the Okashira of the Oniwabanshuu and she couldn't even walk straight? Hmph!! Misao could do this!
"Aa-Aa-CHUU!" Misao fell over and landed on her butt. Ouch… maybe not. It was harder than it looked. Misao got up once more and went on to find Aoshi. She traveled across Japan. This should be nothing…
Aoshi heard it. Small and acute. But, it was there. From the left? or should he go right? It didn't matter as long as he ran fast! And boy, Aoshi move! Whoo! Aoshi zipped around the corner, with god-like speed, of course, and found… Misao.
"Aa-chuu! Sniff… Huh? Aoshi-Sama.." Misao smiled weakly and took a few steps forward, arms stretching out. Aoshi felt two weak arms wrap around him and then her small head rest upon him. He hugged her back, supporting her weight for the most part.
"Misao.. You should get back to--"
"I'm fine now … of course, now that you're here, Aoshi-Sama."
There was that one sentence. That made him feel… warm and fuzzy. Almost fluffy. His heart? Had the ice melted? It had long ago… because of Misao, no doubt. He had to… smile. But then… there was this other feeling as well… one coming from his… nose?!
"A--Aa…ACHOO!"
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A-chuu you, Aoshi!!
(ah, the power of a sneeze. I hope the next time you have a cold or a whatever, its as great as this one.)
-Sakura
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"A-a-Aaa-"
Oh no. Not again!
"CHUU!" came an explosion from Misao. Aoshi closed his eyes and wiped the nasty stuff off his arm.
"Sowwy." Misao sniffled and looked at him drearily. Aoshi looked at her pitifully. She looked pitiful. No color in her cheeks, a far off look in her eyes, and sneezing like no other shinobi he had heard of. That darn common cold! How dare it seize Misao at her peak of cheerfulness!
"Quite alright, Misao. Here." Aoshi spoon fed Misao. She propped up on her shoulders and opened her mouth and swallowed some soup. She plopped back down on her pillow and wiped away her messy hair that clung to her forehead.
"You should rest." Aoshi said as he stood, setting the soup down.
"No!" She called out weakly and grabbed his leg.
"Please. Don't leave." She sniffed and sneezed once more all over his feet.
"You need to rest. And I can't risk myself catching a cold." Aoshi said and left.
"Hmph!" Misao pouted and plopped back on her futon.
Outside, Aoshi walked around in a bright sun shiny day. Spring, climate fair. It was just too bad that Misao had to miss out on it.
As he walked on the outside porch, he could just imagine what the day would have been like…
'Aoshi-Sama!' the imaginary Misao called out, waving a fistful of flowers in the air.
'These are for you! I picked them this morning!' said the mirage, approaching Aoshi, smiling as usual.
Aoshi held out his hand and then closed it. Only air. He shook his head. He couldn't stand around day dreaming all day… but, thinking about Misao was temptingly sweet. He moved on.
Misao rolled over, as the sheets clung to her. It was like an inferno. Her head hurt, too. It felt cloggy. Stuffed. She couldn't breathe…
"Gotta get outta here…" She mumbled as she kicked off the blanket. She got up on all fours. The room seemed to slowly rock back and forth. She tried to stand, but stumbled over.
"Ah!" She called out. She tried to catch herself, but ended up finding herself on the floor, her side hurting now.
"What..! This is pathetic…!" She tried to yell out. It came out as a weak plea. She stood up again, and wobbled to and fro as she reached the door.
She slid it open carefully and walked out. She closed to the door behind her with great strength. Misao took a deep breath. How relaxing it was. But, she couldn't rest until she found Aoshi!! She could just imagine Aoshi in front of her. He was standing tall, as usual, proud, and wonderful as always…
"Aoshi-Sama…" She sighed dreamily. She shook her head. Hallucinating… that wasn't a good thing…
Misao trekked on, making her way around outside, trying to find Aoshi…
But unfortunately, Aoshi was on the other side of small building, hands in his pockets of his trench coat, just wandering around. Surely enough, it wasn't an Aoshi thing to do, but the former Okashira was bored, and a bit worried and Misao. Speaking of the small girl, he decided to go check on her…
Misao sneezed again and shook her head. Either she was sick, or someone was talking about her. Perhaps both, ne? After all, Aoshi had Misao on the mind, as well as vice versa.
Now Aoshi stood at Misao's door. He slid it open carefully.
"Misao I have some tea for y--… Misao." He whispered onto those perfect lips (A/n: Hehehe…couldn't help myself.)… Misao? Misao was gone! He set done the extra tea and backed out of her room, once again closing the door behind him. Where had Misao gone? No clue…
"Aoshi…Sama…" Misao mumbled as she bumped into a pole supported the edge of the building. She wrapped her small arms around it as she felt the Earth wobble under her feet. She felt horribly… dizzy. Topsy turny went the world before her eyes. But she HAD to find Aoshi… She departed from the pole and took a few steps. Darn this whatever it was. She was the Okashira of the Oniwabanshuu and she couldn't even walk straight? Hmph!! Misao could do this!
"Aa-Aa-CHUU!" Misao fell over and landed on her butt. Ouch… maybe not. It was harder than it looked. Misao got up once more and went on to find Aoshi. She traveled across Japan. This should be nothing…
Aoshi heard it. Small and acute. But, it was there. From the left? or should he go right? It didn't matter as long as he ran fast! And boy, Aoshi move! Whoo! Aoshi zipped around the corner, with god-like speed, of course, and found… Misao.
"Aa-chuu! Sniff… Huh? Aoshi-Sama.." Misao smiled weakly and took a few steps forward, arms stretching out. Aoshi felt two weak arms wrap around him and then her small head rest upon him. He hugged her back, supporting her weight for the most part.
"Misao.. You should get back to--"
"I'm fine now … of course, now that you're here, Aoshi-Sama."
There was that one sentence. That made him feel… warm and fuzzy. Almost fluffy. His heart? Had the ice melted? It had long ago… because of Misao, no doubt. He had to… smile. But then… there was this other feeling as well… one coming from his… nose?!
"A--Aa…ACHOO!"
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A-chuu you, Aoshi!!
(ah, the power of a sneeze. I hope the next time you have a cold or a whatever, its as great as this one.)
-Sakura