Hi all! This little ficcie is the product of two minds! Rurouni Angel and Chiruken have teamed up to bring you an original Alternate Pairing Rurouni Kenshin Fanfiction!
"Charmed" is going to be wild, a little crazy and maybe even a little scary at times…especially considering whom the Altered Pair will be!
Now, I feel compelled to add in a few warnings before we get into the fic itself:
1.Alternate Pairing!!! There….that's said.
2.This fic is rated for a decidedly citrus flavor. That means this fic is probably going to turn into a lemon sometime soon.
3.If you have a problem with sexually explicit scenes, dialogue or themes, then this fic is definitely not for you. If you have a problem with Alternate Pairings, then this fic is definitely not for you.
Well, now that that's been said…On with the fic!!!
(Oh…and don't forget to have fun! That's the main goal of this collaboration of Angel and Chiruken.)
WARNING!!! HISTORICAL DISCREPANCY AHEAD!!! WARNING!!!
We know that Saito's wife, Tokio, didn't die of TB…but to suit this fic's plot, we had to ensure that she wasn't around so that Saito wouldn't be doing a big no-no! The easiest way to make room for a relationship between the Wolf and the Weasel was to make absolutely certain that his wife wasn't going to pop up. Hence her untimely demise.
Rurouni Kenshin Fanfic
Rurouni Kenshin & Samurai X Original Japanese Version ©N. Watsuki/Shueisha * Fuji-TV * SME Visual Works Inc. * Sony Pictures Entertainment
All Fanfics created by Chiruken (me) were written for the sole purpose of shared entertainment and not intended for publication or sale.
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RPG Collaboration between Rurouni Angel & Chiruken
Charmed Part 9By Chiruken
Misao's eyes drifted closed as she melted into the deep, impassioned embrace, feeling her limbs being weighted down by a delicious sense of lethargy, her small frame trembling with newly awakened sensations as she felt Saito's strong arms pull her closer against his hard, muscular frame, a soft moan of intense pleasure purring in her throat, captured by his hungry lips moving against her own with urgent need. With one hand trapped between their bodies against his solid, powerfully built chest, she reached up with the other, her fingers tangled in the dark, surprisingly soft, hair curling over his collar, arching against him. She floated on a flood of awareness the likes of which she'd never imagined existed. More… She thought dazedly. I want more… She pressed against him, wanting…needing…to be closer. Ok kami-sama! She felt a delicate tingling awareness racing up and down her spine sensitizing her nerve endings to the unbearable levels that she knew instinctively that only Saito could bring her relief. Her back arched as she felt his strong hands moving, caressing her through the silk of her midnight blue kimono and she found herself wishing for her ninja uniform with…it had less layers of fabric to keep the warmth of his hands from her flesh.
His lips left hers to trail across the delicate line of her jaw to the slender column of her throat as her head fell back, eyes closed in delight. A soft moan of pleasure escaped her parted lips, her hands clutching at his broad shoulders for support as her knees threatened to buckle under the sensual onslaught. "Kihou…" The throaty whisper escaped before she could stop herself.
Saito paused, hands moving in caressing circles over her slender hips, and slowly raised his head to search her flushed face, finding her lips swollen from his kisses and parted, breath coming in soft gasps, green eyes darkened with unmistakable desire. "Koneko…" He whispered, husky voice filled with unconscious longing. He raised his hands and placed them on either side of her face, gazing into her eyes for a moment longer, expression openly warm and loving. "My sweet little tenshi…" He kissed her forehead with infinite tenderness. "What you do to me." He sighed and reluctantly stepped away from her.
Misao lifted her hand and pressed her fingertips to her trembling lips. Had she just melted into Saito Hajime's arms? She shook her head slightly. Had she just allowed him to kiss her passionately…and returned the kiss whole-heartedly? Never had she imagined feeling anything remotely like this. It was the most wonderful feeling she'd ever experienced…and she wanted to feel more of it. Slowly, her wits began to return to her. Movement catching her attention she looked over Saito's shoulder and gasped. "Aoshi-sama!" She'd forgotten in her moment of passion that the Okashira was watching the entire exchange between the former Shinsengumi and herself. How could I forget that he was here? "Aoshi-sama…no!" She cried out when she saw his kodachi raised for attack.
Saito scowled and shook his head, refusing to draw his own katana. To fight Shinomori Aoshi in front of his koneko was unthinkable. She would never forgive him if he killed her precious Aoshi-sama…though why that should bother him was beyond him. He rested his hand on the hilt of his katana and faced the other man, a smirk curving his lips upwards when he saw the rage in the cold green gaze glaring at him with open hatred. "Shinomori…interesting coincidence meeting here, hmm?" He slowly, calmly lit a cigarette, eyes never leaving the other man's tense features.
Aoshi gritted his teeth and shook his head sharply in an attempt to clear his vision of the burning hatred he felt towards the other man. He turned his gaze towards Misao and flinched inwardly when his eyes encountered the bruises marking her pretty features, guilt settling in his chest making it difficult to breath evenly. She should not have been injured. He thought harshly. In his mind, he took full blame for her being hurt. If he hadn't overestimated her abilities, she wouldn't have acquired a swollen black eye. It was that simple. He sheathed one kodachi and held his hand out to her. "Misao, come…" He began softly, only to be interrupted before he could say more.
"A-Aoshi-sama…I'm sorry." She hung her head, eyes filling with tears. "But I-I can't…" She swallowed and lifted her chin to meet his bewildered gaze directly. "I gave Saito my word that I'd help him with his case. I can't go back on that."'
**To Be Continued…**
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Definitions:
[kihou] (n) (hum) (uk) you/dear (what a wife calls a husband)
[tenshi] (n) angel/(P)