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.)
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 22By Angel
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"Terada!"
Sighing as he pushed himself away from the wall he had be leaning against, Terada Ran straightened his shoulders as crossed the hall and strode into his boss' den, not bothering to knock or wait permission to enter. Bowing stiffly, maintaining strict eye contact with the man across from him. Ran answered curtly. "Sir?"
Takeda Kanryu scowled and snapped out his reason for calling his lackey in. "Your damn report!" His eyes narrowed on the other man, noting his definite lack in fear. Eyes narrowing further he wondered just where the underling found the courage to not cower in his presence as he did before. The drug lord had a feeling he should keep a close watch on Terada.
Resisting the urge to growl Ran gave a quickly menacing stare to his boss. The urge to snap out that if he had his way the damn report would have been handed in the night before when he'd first arrived back at the mansion. But due to his boss' early departure, he could not report in. He clenched his hands into fists at his sides and grit his teeth to hold in a growl and he faced Takeda directly. "Himura Battousai was informed as you requested." He watched as the other man's eyes lit up with a frightening light at the mention of the former hitokiri. I see no problems with the hitokiri, Sir. It was made perfectly clear what would happen if he were to insist on resisting the inevitable. Shinomori Aoshi has jumped at the chance to settle the score with him…" He paused, weighing his next words with care. He couldn't see too eager to impart this information…not any more so than the rest of the information he'd gathered for his "boss". "An odd development has an occurred in on that end, Sir. Shinomori has boarded the same boat in Osaka as the newly married Fujita Goro." He carefully hid a smile as he heard the other man's coarse laughter at the "odd development" and wondered briefly if he would still be laughing so heartily if he knew what was coming. If only you knew, you pig... He thought with an inner snarl of hatred. "Sir? My orders?" He kept his tone carefully neutral, hiding his inner thoughts and feelings.
The laughter slowly died down and he heard Takeda gasping for breath. "Married is he?" He shook his head with a low, evil sounding chuckle. "I wonder how fond he is of his new wife."
Ran felt almost ill at the insane glitter in the other man's narrowed eyes. The fool! Does he not realize how reckless he's being? Behavior such as this could easily turn this mission into a deadly endeavor! Keeping his voice even, hiding his shudder of revulsion, he spoke crisply into the stifling heat of the office. "No idea, sir. I was informed they met one another on their way to Kyoto some years ago." Takeda threw his head back and laughed with careless abandon and Ran felt his skin crawl as he listened to the sound of the other man's insane laughter, realizing just how crazed the drug dealer actually was. Drawing in a deep breath, he plunged ahead, deciding to make absolutely certain that he covered all grounds to ensure the success of his mission. Watching his "boss" closely, Ran supplied the information that was sure to catch the attention of Takeda Kanryu. "Tongues are wagging that the woman has connections to Battousai."
The laughter stopped abruptly as Takeda Kanryu narrowed his eyes and, lip curled up into a snarl and eyes glowing with hatred, growled his next orders. "I want her."
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Shinomori Aoshi was never one to act timidly but upon seeing Saito and Misao board the same boat made him terribly nervous. With his hands in his pockets Aoshi tried to blend into his surroundings in an attempt to ignore the couple that stood only a few feet in front of him, and yet he found himself listening intently as they spoke with the captain of the ship. "Inspector Fujita, I am delighted to have you and your wife aboard. I believe you will find the settings to your liking."
Swallowing hard as he puzzled over the captain's heavily accented words, he noted that though the words themselves were proper it still sounded as if the captain had somehow spoke out of turn. Wondering if maybe Saito had set this up in advance as well, Aoshi frowned and concentrated on the developing conversation taking place a short distance from him when suddenly Saito's words broke through his thoughtful stupor. "Thank you for accepting our late request, Captain, we are very grateful to you."
Scowling at Saito's words, Aoshi briefly wondered if something had disrupted Saito's well-laid plans. However at the captain's chuckle Aoshi began to wonder just how well Saito had planned all of this. "No trouble at all, Inspector! I remember what it feels like to be young and in love, and of course newly married."
Growling slightly at the lewd implications that the captain was making he stole a sideways glance at Misao, watching as she stood stiffly behind Saito, shifting slightly back and forth from one foot to the other. Frowning in concern Aoshi was tempted to turn around and ask her what was wrong, only his professionalism holding the impulse in check. "Captain, would you see if some warm buckets are brought to our cabin once we get under way?"
Blinking back surprise Aoshi briefly wondered at Saito's request. Concern that Misao might be injured nearly over took his senses. Leaning forward a bit to try to get a closer look Aoshi noticed quickly that Misao seemed somewhat different...almost…glowing? He shook his head sharply and almost growled when he could not place the change exactly. Suddenly the captain's voice broke through his reverie once more. "No need Inspector." He smiled in a jovial way. "Most of our first-class cabins have new western made bathtubs. A select few also have western made beds. I would arrange one for you and your lovely wife?"
Aoshi blinked back his growing anger at the captain, wanting to throttle the man for suggest such a thing. Then froze, his heart slamming painfully against his chest and ribs. To him they are a married couple. Hissing through clenched teeth at his own logic, Aoshi found himself sucking in a sharp breath as he watched as Misao slightly reached out to tug on Saito uniform jacket, blinking up innocently at him with her sea green eyes framed by dark lashes. "Kihou, may we please?" Aoshi swallow painfully at her soft, intimate whisper. Knowing that this was Misao's way of begging for her own way Aoshi wondered if Saito would give in to her pleading. Knowing that this tactic worked with embarrassing ease when pulled on him. Aoshi waited for the possible rejection.
"All this would be extra?" The captain laughed as he nodded. Aoshi watched on in surprise as Saito reached into his pocket and flipped the waiting captain some extra yen coins. Looking on as the captain made his leave to prepare their room.
"Thank you Kihou!" Aoshi closed his eyes when Misao pressed up behind Saito, slipping her arms around his waist in a somewhat shyly affectionate fashion, anger starting build as he opened his eyes to watch on despite the way it was making his blood boil with a slow rage. His hands closed into white-knuckled fists at his sides when her soft, excited exclamation reached his listening ears. "A real western bed? Have you ever slept in one, Kihou?"
Aoshi heard Saito chuckle as he reached around and brought Misao up against his chest, dropping his head down in a sweet, intimate kiss. He began to turn away, unable to watch any more of this painful scene unfolding before him. "Yes koneko I have! I suppose you will like it, after a nice hot bath that is."
Aoshi leaned back allowing the shadows to swallowing his form as anger filled him. And yet, despite his growing resentment towards the former Shinsengumi and his hurt at her blatant display, he continued to watch the couple on the ship's deck, knowing that his chance to win his sweet Misao's love had been lost by his own stupidity and failure to act upon his heart's desire.
**To Be Continued…**