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 32
By Rurouni Angel
As he napped the last button of his jacket closed Saito glanced down at the sleeping woman…his wife…and smiled in satisfaction as she moved closer to where he had laid, seeking the warmth that his body had previously provided. Finding his gone she settled for the heat of the sheets where he'd been instead. Watching her, Saito's mind replayed the events of how they had spent their first night aboard ship…how he had decided to let her freely act in their lovemaking and experiment with her awakening sensuality. The look of absolute control in her eyes as she too the lead was alone enough to bring him to his fulfillment. And yet the thought that Shinomori was as close as he was while Misao had made love to him had made it even more pleasurable. Petty? Yes. But satisfying on a most primitive level.
Sighing as he turned away Saito pushed all the pleasant thoughts of their night together away, remembering instead why it was he had decided to get out of bed in the first place. Food, Misao had managed to eat all three rice balls last night…well, two and the third was shared. Still he was sure that she would be hungry when she awoke. After their strenuous activities…he allowed a slight smirk to appear…he had no doubt that she'd be ravenous. Slipping out the door Saito paused ever so slightly, his smirk widening into a full out grin as he walked forward.
So there is more to this?
Holding in the need to laugh was almost killing Saito as he started to whistle his way down the hallway, his heart light for the first time in way too long.
-=+=-
Stepping out of the shadows, Shinomori Aoshi ground his teeth together as he watched Saito Hajime walk away from his cabin door. The growing need to just kill the bastard was growing increasingly strong. Just thinking of spilling his blood caused a momentary shiver of pleasure to course down his spine. However, no matter how much he hated that man he couldn't kill him. Not now. The problem, of course, was Misao. He couldn't very well be the reason she would become a widow. She'd never forgive him for destroying her newfound happiness. However after the event of last night still so fresh in his mind killing Saito did seem pleasurable.
Closing his eyes Aoshi couldn't block out the sounds he'd heard coming from the cabin that Misao and Saito shared next to his own. The answer to the question he had been denying since the night before last, the fact that Misao was indeed playing whore to Saito's lust. Growling as he slipped in the door and into the shared cabin, Aoshi froze. The scene that greeted him was not what he wanted to see.
There on the bed laid Misao, beautifully laid out covered only by the thin bed sheet. Then only where one could not see her lower body or her breasts, the rest was somehow viewable.
Swallowing Aoshi let his eyes drink the goddess that just before been under his rule, could have been pleasuring him in untold ways. The goddess that held his heart with her hands. "Misao…" He breathed her name softly as he felt himself drawn ever closer. Suddenly due either lack of sleep or the denied passion Aoshi found himself moving to the empty place on the bed. Stilling when Misao moved closer, shivering slightly from the coolness in the morning air he forgot for a moment to breath. Slowly reaching out Aoshi let cool finger tips brush against bare skin, trailing his fingertips down her arm then her stomach Aoshi marveled at its sleekness, the way it made his own skin jump to life. But it was nothing compared to her lips, which were parted ever so slightly.
You're in hell...
That's the only thought that raced across his mind, that he was indeed in hell and Misao was the perfect picture of heaven. She was there to haunt him into thinking...
See this is what you could have had....
Groaning as he bent downwards to capture her parted lips, Aoshi gently ran his tongue over her sweet ones, only to pull back as he immediately tasted tobacco. Growling at the thought of Saito tasting such sweetness…the mere thought threatened to drive him insane. Watching as Misao moaned and arched her hips forward told Aoshi that Saito had already installed the basic reactions in Misao.
She is asleep...it could be so easy for you....
Softly moaning at what his anger was suggesting Aoshi knew he couldn't stoop that kind of low. After all this was another man's wife, forbidden fruit and yet...
You want her...
Starting to shake with the need to touch her...to feel...her, Aoshi softly moved off the bed making his way to the door when suddenly a soft seductive voice called out,
"Saito?"
Freezing at the sound of Misao's voice Aoshi felt his body temperature rise. Turning slowly to face the beautiful goddess, briefly wondering how she would react on seeing him? Swallowing hard Aoshi murmured softly,
"Misao-mine"
Watching as her eyes snapped open and darted around the room, questioning his presence. He watched in awe as many emotions played a crossed her face, in that moment Aoshi knew that this was it. The end to whatever relationship they had, or could ever have.
"You bastard."
Cringing at the venom that laced through her voice, the anger that heated her beautiful green eyes he felt his heart constrict. He wondered fleeting if she looked this way when she was aroused. The fire within her eyes, the coolness her skin gave off...he shook his head sharply. It didn't matter…not any more.
"This is it Misao, you can't turn back now."
He watched as a smirk, very much like Saito's graced her lips as she spoke,
"Turn back? Back for what? To being the naive child you want? That you ignored?"
Growling as he crossed the room in short strides Aoshi caged her down to the bed with his arms and hands careful to not make contact with her skin. Looking her right in the eyes as he spoke,
"Is being a child so bad? Compared to a whore?"
Watching as fire leaped to her eyes making them appear a dark green, a jade color Aoshi snarled as she whispered,
"A whore? I am not, I am a wife! A wife that enjoys the pleasure she receives from her husband. Perhaps I am a whore to you because you are jealous that you are not the husband that gives me the pleasure I want!"
Aoshi knew the moment she spoke his resistances broke, his patiencs snapped.
"Pleasure? Is that what you want? Then let me show you, Misao-mine that any man can make a woman crumble with the right touch."
As he finished speaking Aoshi lowered his head down silently seeking the warnth that would welcome him, and was not disappointed. Only for a moment did she fight him, and then ever so gently did she part her lips. Her arms came to push against his chest only to grab onto his shirt a second later. Moaning urgently as he swept the cave that was her mouth Aoshi readjusted himself on the bed, to a position where his hand could capture any part of her body that he desired. Gently running his tongue over her moist lips he slowly brought his hand up to cup her breast, just holding her within his hand. To simply get the feel of her skin, to know the weight of each beautiful breast.
Groaning as he licked his way downward intent on tasting her, Misao moaned and whispered the one thing that would set his passion aside,
"Saito..."
Snapping his attention to Misao's eyes he found them to be closed, her tongue licking her lips as she moaned her lovers' name. Growling Aoshi quickly made his way off the bed and to the door, running a hand thru his messy hair, he barely heard a whisper as he left the cabin,
"There would have been a time I would have killed for a chance like that with you, now you make me feel nothing but dirtiness. And yet my heart still aches for you..."
Lowering his head down a little to where he could simply look at her with his eyes Aoshi ground out,
"And there will be a time where you come back to me, begging simply to be loved again. Know this Misao-mine I will know you, every inch of you. You have been mine since the day you were born, in a sense you were born for me. Saito is nothing more than a distraction to you at the moment, you are mine you know it. And I know it; I care not if you are married. After this mess is cleared up I know where you will spend your nights. In my arms as it should be."
Opening the door Aoshi was amazed he let so much out, his heart bleed with a new clarity.
You belong to her as she belong to you...there can be no other way!
"Aoshi-sama?"
Stopping as he walked through the door Aoshi paused, silently giving her the permission to ask her question,
"Do you love me?"
At her question Aoshi found himself unable to look at her, unable to answer her. It hurt too much. Instead he silently shut the door.
-=+=-
Himura Kenshin silently watched the look passed back and forth between Kaoru to Yahiko and then from Kaoru to Sano, the meal almost forgotten. Cringing as he once more took in the swollenness of Yahiko's face, he was sure the boy's face would be completely bruised by morning, his eye swollen shut for a while to come. Sighing as he sat his rice bowl aside Kenshin moaned at how stressed his family was, how dysfunctional they had became. Suddenly it was Yahiko that spoke up,
"Kenshin? I was wondering...what kind of relationship did Megumi have with Aoshi?"
Pausing as he stared into his rice bowl Kenshin asked,
"What do you mean Yahiko?"
Watching the boy shrug as a hand gently came up to wipe some still running blood away from a small cut on his forehead and then gently put down his bowl.
"I heard Tae talking and all, she said that they used to have THAT kind of relationship together and this whole mess has something to do with it."
Kenshin narrowed his eyes as Kaoru choked on some rice and Sano growled and yet before he could say anything about it the boy continued,
"Then the Chief came in and was talking about Saito take an unaccepted leave to Kyoto."
Blinking back Kenshin had almost forgot that little bit information on Saito,
"Kyoto? What's in Kyoto?"
Murmuring what he was told Kenshin replied,
"To fetch his new bride?"
The questions came flying at him,
"New?"
"You mean someone actually agreed to marry him?
"Saito likes girls?"
Blinks back at the last question Kenshin looked at Sano with doubt in his eyes, trying to place where that question had came from to begin with. Suddenly and without notice someone else answered.
"I can assure you that Saito Hajime likes girls."
Kenshin spun around to come face to face with the man that had visited the doujou just the night before last, and yet he felt no threat coming from this man. However Sano didn't see it that way and that moment he charged the man which had Sano flat on flat on his back, with a bleeding lip to show for his trouble. Kenshin barely growled out,
"Who are you?"
The other man straightened out to his full height and then bowed as he spoke,
"Terada Ran, at your service."
At that Kaoru stood up and demanded,
"Where is Miss Megumi...?"
Kenshin noticed the relief that flooded the other man's face,
"I assure you, little one, that the good doctor is safe and put away. She was merely taken as a token of good faith for Shinomori. To let him know we will grant any request he makes. Whether it be the Doctor, the Battousai, or the good Inspector's wife. His desire is for me to fulfill at the moment."
Kenshin paused, his mind latching onto the other man's words,
"What do you mean the Inspector's wife? What does Saito's wife have to do with this?"
Watching as the man named Terada Ran smiled sadly and softly he spoke,
"People that come into contact with you are truly doomed isn't that so Battousai? However I believe the girl would be requested even without knowing she means something to you."
Kenshin suddenly felt a pit form in the lower parts of his stomach,
"There is no way your implying what I think you're implying..."
Watching as the man nodded Kenshin stood and growled,
"And what of Kaoru, will she be in any danger?"
Gold ringed his violet eyes as Ran spoke again,
"That depends on what Shinomori has planned, I must follow his orders to the letter or else lives will be lost."
Kenshin drew his sword as he slipped into a stance,
"Like hell, I will not let anything happen to either of them."
He watched as the other man decided on his next choice of words,
"Is that because she reminds you of Tomoe? Or the possibility she is willing to also die for you?"
With those words Kenshin felt pure amber take control as he moved.