**Pechan hopes the last chapter wasn't too cheesy. Anyways, she still
doesn't own any Rurouni Kenshin characters.
~ Blushing Bride ~
Tokio heard a loud sound. It sounded like a train whistle. What was a train whistle doing in her candy land? Her eyelids fluttered open, and she realized she was in a train. She slowly sat up, and arched her back, stretching.
"Pleasant dreams, Tokio?"
She rubbed her eyes, "You bet. Candy land full of hot men covered in choko- AAAAGH!!"
Tokio jumped, and backed against the wall.
Goro looked at her. "What is it?"
"You're in a haori!!"
"Yes, I am. I didn't know they frightened you so much."
"What happened to your uniform?"
"I changed."
"Why?"
Goro placed his arm on the windowsill. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
She sighed, and felt her hair. Gah!! It was a tangled mess!! Her mother always said she moved too much in her sleep. She pulled out her pins, and began to make the whole thing again. "When did you change?"
"When you were asleep."
She dropped her pins, "You changed.................... here?"
"Yes," he smirked, "There is no reason to blush; you were asleep."
She fell over, and picked up her pins, "I'm not blushing!! It's a skin rash I might have gotten from you!!"
"Calm yourself, Tokio. I didn't do anything, like touch you."
"Liar! I knew you were bad news when you kissed me!!"
"In actuality, you were the one hugging me that night-"
"THAT'S DIFFERENT FROM LOCKING LIPS!!"
Goro looked away, and smoked his cigarette. "That it is."
She sighed, and crossed her legs. After some silence, she asked, "Nothing? You did nothing at all?"
"No."
**Damn. Here I was all hoping he'd-**
'Shut up, conscious!! You're no help!!' she thought. Tokio sighed again.
"Relax, Tokio. I'd never take advantage of a woman."
"I know. The crazy part is, I trust you."
Their eyes locked for a brief moment, before she looked away, blushing again.
"Uhh, was that train whistle for the stop?"
"Yes, they're unloading the passengers now. I thought we should go last and enjoy the privacy a little longer, for I have one last thing to tell you."
She pinned her bun, looking at him through one eye, "I'm pregnant?"
He smirked, "Close. You're going under cover as my wife."
Her eyes could be mistaken for saucers. She stammered, "Y-Your wuh-wife?" she inhaled, than yelled, "WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE?!!"
Goro stubbed his cigarette, standing, "I thought it might have upset you, Tokio."
A man opened their compartment, "Mr. and Mrs. Fujita? This is your stop."
Tokio widened her eyes again.
"Oh, congratulations on your wedding, sir. The hot springs is the perfect place for a honey moon."
Goro bowed, "Thank you, sir."
The man bowed, leaving. Goro went to the door way, and stopped. He smirked, "Aren't you going to come, dear?"
Tokio stared at him from the spot where she fell again, "Yeah, gimme sec. I'm gonna kill myself first."
"Yare yare, she acts like it's the end of the world....." he commented, picking her up by her elbow.
She wobbled, "I think I'm sick."
"It's probably from all the candy you eat."
She laughed, "Hah! Yeah right................. hey, what gives? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't think it'd be important."
"Oh sure. Posing as your wife isn't a big deal. I could do this all day."
"That kind of attitude isn't very becoming for a bride."
She rolled up her sleeve, "Oh, I'll show you becoming......... "
He tugged her sleeve back down as they passed by a few more people. He left his grip there a little longer, tightening it, "I'm only going to tell you this once. I take my job seriously. And if you so much as step one inch out of my plan, I'll see to it that the only job you can get back at Kyoto is the lady that sweeps the cigarette ashes out of my office."
Tokio stared equally as serious in his eyes, and said loudly with a smirk, "Ooooh, you're naughty words make me melt, lover!"
A couple of people raised their heads to that. Goro gripped her shoulder, and pushed her in front of him, "That kind of talk is acceptable. You're very good at this."
Tokio laughed, "Ho, I sure am!! I can't wait to get naked at-"
He covered her mouth with his hand, "Ah, I like the way you get back at me. Embarrassing me isn't going to work though."
Tokio frowned, then tried something.
"And licking my hand isn't going to make me take it off, unless you swear you won't screw this up."
**No problem! I'll just bite your fingers off.......**
"Tokio, I asked you to do this because I do trust you to some degree. Now look at me, and nod. You will NOT ruin this. Because if you do, that accident could cost you your life at the hot springs if they find out. Do you understand me?"
She stared at him.
He had his chest pressed against her back, and his face close to hers as he told her this, so no one would hear. "Tokio, do you understand me?"
She gulped, and nodded.
"Good," he said, taking off his hand and wiping it on her back. "I hope you don't have rabies."
She wiped her mouth, "I never had cigarettes, but I'm wondering, do you smoke them so much it's what you taste like?"
He smiled at her, "I wouldn't know, Tokio, I never tasted myself."
She put her hand to her mouth, holding in her laugh. They got their bags, and set off for the hotel. "How far is it?"
"Considerably far. They live by the outskirts; new comers come that way. Makes their targets easy."
She pouted. He sighed, "Now what?"
"You won't take my bag?" she smiled, "Most husbands do."
"Most wives just nod and smile politely."
"Ha! Just for that we're getting divorced."
He reached out, and took her bag, "Both of my arms are full. If someone were to attack us, it would be rather difficult for me to fend them off."
She giggled, and patted his back, "Awww, don't worry!! Tokio will protect her little husband form all those big mean robbers!!" she looked up at him, and giggled, "Well, not exactly little, are ya...? Heh heh!!"
As they approached the hotel, a young man looked up from the porch he was sweeping. His black hair was cut in bangs above his eyes, and he waved, calling, "Hello there! Welcome to Hanabi! Will you be staying with us for the night?"
Goro bowed, "Thank you, yes we are."
The boy smiled, "And who is this beautiful young lady?"
Tokio blushed, "Oh, I'm.. I'm his ......." she forced out the last word, ".....wife!"
"Ah, you must be lucky sir! None come by as pretty as her."
"Isn't that the truth?" agreed Goro. Tokio stared at him. He sighed smiling, "Where should we check in?"
"The manager is just inside. Please watch your step, the floors might be slippery. I'm doing a bit of cleaning here........"
"Thank you sir," bowed Goro, as he flipped a yen at him. The boy caught it, then cheered, "Hey, thanks!"
Tokio followed after him, "Nice acting. I didn't know you were such a good liar!" she whispered.
"I have to be," he whispered back.
He slid open the door, and it revealed a desk with a man behind it. The man was gray haired, and writing furiously. Goro nudged Tokio, and she coughed into her hand, "U-Umm, excuse us?"
The man looked up, then smiled, "Oh, I didn't hear the door! Are you guests?"
"Yes, my wife and I are hoping to stay here for a night or two."
"Husband and wife, eh? How long?"
"Since last night."
"Hah!" laughed the manager, "I see. Well, kudos to you!! And I must add, such a lovely young lady to be wedding , eh?!" he said, picking up her hand.
Tokio forced a smile, "Ah... ah ha ha!!"
Goro clamped his hand on her shoulder, "She also needs a job. We heard there was an opening for a meshimori-onna?"
Tokio gulped, and nodded, as sexily as she could. **Is that even possible?**
The manager smiled, "Ah, I see. You need the money, huh?"
Goro nodded, "We need to pay back some debts. Can you help us, sir?"
"Well, I'll see what I can do. She'll have to be interviewed alone, though. Would that be okay?"
"Of course! I trust her to DO HER BEST," he added a little loudly to Tokio.
The man was still grasping her hand with his sweaty fingers. She giggled nervously, "I love to cook!!"
The manager clapped, "Ah, good!! We'll call for you in an hour or so. In the mean time, you can relax at the hot springs. Oh, do you need help with your luggage?"
Goro politely shook his head, and picked up his bags, "That is alright. We can manage. Come, dear, let's get going."
Tokio stumbled to keep herself from falling, and smiled at the manager. He licked his lips at her, and she darted into Goro's arms to keep from puking once they left his sight.
He smirked at her, "Scared?"
"Me? Scared?! Of what, a sweaty manager just DYING to see me naked, and there's nothing I can do about it? Oh no, just dandy. In fact, I think all women should do this!! It builds character!"
Goro had his palm against her right shoulder, as her left was pressed against his chest, "Calm down. You'll give yourself wrinkles."
"Did you SEE him?" she whispered furiously.
Goro eyed a man carrying dirty trays and dishes looking at them. He bent down, and put his lips to her temple. She gasped, but then he whispered, "We can talk in a room, away from them. Understood?"
She nodded.
He rubbed her arm again, and gently pushed her passed the man. He opened the door to their room, and led her in.
Once in she pulled away from him, "Oh, how did you talk me into this again?"
He put a finger to his lips, as he pressed himself against the door. He sniffed a few times, then opened it.
The man with the trays was there. He gasped.
Goro smiled, "Is something wrong?"
He got up, and said, "Yeah, why does the lady look so unhappy with you?"
Goro nodded, and looked at Tokio.
She sighed, "Oh, uuh l...... I-I was.... I was ummm........... just ........ so angry he said we couldn't make love right now! 'People might hear us,' he said! And oh look, he was right! Because there you are!" she grinned pointing.
The man blushed, and shifted the tray's weight, "M-My mistake ma'am, I thought you were being forced to uhh, oh, I'm sorry to intrude," he bowed, and got away quickly as possible.
Goro smiled as he slid the door closed. "I must admit, I like your lies, Tokio."
She was laying on the floor, muttering, "Don't get any ideas," she sighed, turning, "Man oh man, I forgot all about the meshimori-onna part! What am I supposed to do?"
"They'll call you after dark. All their extra curricular activities take place at night."
She groaned, "I thank you again for bringing me to these lovely hot springs, Goro. Someday I'll pay you back with a nice swift kick in the @$$."
He sat, and handed her bags to her. "Don't worry, Tokio. As I said, I'm here."
She opened her bag. "Oh yeah, I feel better now."
He threw open his bag, and his katana lay on top of his clothes. She widened her eyes, and exhaled, "Soooooooooooooo much better."
He buried it under his clothes, "You act as if it'll be used to kill you."
She shook her head, taking out a yukata, "Well, you just ruined my life, might as well end it."
He nodded, "That's true. Now listen up, I don't anyone to hear."
She came to him, her back nearly touching his, "What? Is it about the mission thingy?"
"All of the men you saw are assassins. I don't want you to get angry with them, or anger them. Instead, whatever they do, laugh and approve it. Gain their trust a little. Make them think you're some stupid meshimori-onna that would get in their pants for a job."
"................................. what if they want me to prove it?"
He shrugged, "See how long you can keep them at bay with your clothes on. That should give us time."
"Us. You said there were others?"
"Yes, but they're outside at the moment. None of them are to be dressed as police men. As I said before-"
"Yeah yeah, people would freak to see the police kill a bunch of innkeepers. Gotcha." She looked at him nervously, "But Goro, what...... what if something goes wrong?"
"Trust me."
"I do trust you. But what if I mess up? Unintentionally?"
He glanced at her, then said, "You'll do fine. I believe I've said that already." He ran his hands through his hair, "Leave everything to me. Just distract them."
"While you kill the others."
"............. yes. While I kill the others."
She sighed, and stood, "Fair enough, I guess." She turned to him, laying her yukata on her, "Does this yukata match my eyes?"
"Doesn't matter. You'll be naked in the hot springs anyways."
**I hope you all realized, the reason he was grabbing her the whole way and even kissed her was to play the part of a husband. OR MAYBE NOT? (nah, Saito doesn't give in that easily.)
~ Blushing Bride ~
Tokio heard a loud sound. It sounded like a train whistle. What was a train whistle doing in her candy land? Her eyelids fluttered open, and she realized she was in a train. She slowly sat up, and arched her back, stretching.
"Pleasant dreams, Tokio?"
She rubbed her eyes, "You bet. Candy land full of hot men covered in choko- AAAAGH!!"
Tokio jumped, and backed against the wall.
Goro looked at her. "What is it?"
"You're in a haori!!"
"Yes, I am. I didn't know they frightened you so much."
"What happened to your uniform?"
"I changed."
"Why?"
Goro placed his arm on the windowsill. "If I told you, you wouldn't believe me."
She sighed, and felt her hair. Gah!! It was a tangled mess!! Her mother always said she moved too much in her sleep. She pulled out her pins, and began to make the whole thing again. "When did you change?"
"When you were asleep."
She dropped her pins, "You changed.................... here?"
"Yes," he smirked, "There is no reason to blush; you were asleep."
She fell over, and picked up her pins, "I'm not blushing!! It's a skin rash I might have gotten from you!!"
"Calm yourself, Tokio. I didn't do anything, like touch you."
"Liar! I knew you were bad news when you kissed me!!"
"In actuality, you were the one hugging me that night-"
"THAT'S DIFFERENT FROM LOCKING LIPS!!"
Goro looked away, and smoked his cigarette. "That it is."
She sighed, and crossed her legs. After some silence, she asked, "Nothing? You did nothing at all?"
"No."
**Damn. Here I was all hoping he'd-**
'Shut up, conscious!! You're no help!!' she thought. Tokio sighed again.
"Relax, Tokio. I'd never take advantage of a woman."
"I know. The crazy part is, I trust you."
Their eyes locked for a brief moment, before she looked away, blushing again.
"Uhh, was that train whistle for the stop?"
"Yes, they're unloading the passengers now. I thought we should go last and enjoy the privacy a little longer, for I have one last thing to tell you."
She pinned her bun, looking at him through one eye, "I'm pregnant?"
He smirked, "Close. You're going under cover as my wife."
Her eyes could be mistaken for saucers. She stammered, "Y-Your wuh-wife?" she inhaled, than yelled, "WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU TELL ME BEFORE?!!"
Goro stubbed his cigarette, standing, "I thought it might have upset you, Tokio."
A man opened their compartment, "Mr. and Mrs. Fujita? This is your stop."
Tokio widened her eyes again.
"Oh, congratulations on your wedding, sir. The hot springs is the perfect place for a honey moon."
Goro bowed, "Thank you, sir."
The man bowed, leaving. Goro went to the door way, and stopped. He smirked, "Aren't you going to come, dear?"
Tokio stared at him from the spot where she fell again, "Yeah, gimme sec. I'm gonna kill myself first."
"Yare yare, she acts like it's the end of the world....." he commented, picking her up by her elbow.
She wobbled, "I think I'm sick."
"It's probably from all the candy you eat."
She laughed, "Hah! Yeah right................. hey, what gives? Why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't think it'd be important."
"Oh sure. Posing as your wife isn't a big deal. I could do this all day."
"That kind of attitude isn't very becoming for a bride."
She rolled up her sleeve, "Oh, I'll show you becoming......... "
He tugged her sleeve back down as they passed by a few more people. He left his grip there a little longer, tightening it, "I'm only going to tell you this once. I take my job seriously. And if you so much as step one inch out of my plan, I'll see to it that the only job you can get back at Kyoto is the lady that sweeps the cigarette ashes out of my office."
Tokio stared equally as serious in his eyes, and said loudly with a smirk, "Ooooh, you're naughty words make me melt, lover!"
A couple of people raised their heads to that. Goro gripped her shoulder, and pushed her in front of him, "That kind of talk is acceptable. You're very good at this."
Tokio laughed, "Ho, I sure am!! I can't wait to get naked at-"
He covered her mouth with his hand, "Ah, I like the way you get back at me. Embarrassing me isn't going to work though."
Tokio frowned, then tried something.
"And licking my hand isn't going to make me take it off, unless you swear you won't screw this up."
**No problem! I'll just bite your fingers off.......**
"Tokio, I asked you to do this because I do trust you to some degree. Now look at me, and nod. You will NOT ruin this. Because if you do, that accident could cost you your life at the hot springs if they find out. Do you understand me?"
She stared at him.
He had his chest pressed against her back, and his face close to hers as he told her this, so no one would hear. "Tokio, do you understand me?"
She gulped, and nodded.
"Good," he said, taking off his hand and wiping it on her back. "I hope you don't have rabies."
She wiped her mouth, "I never had cigarettes, but I'm wondering, do you smoke them so much it's what you taste like?"
He smiled at her, "I wouldn't know, Tokio, I never tasted myself."
She put her hand to her mouth, holding in her laugh. They got their bags, and set off for the hotel. "How far is it?"
"Considerably far. They live by the outskirts; new comers come that way. Makes their targets easy."
She pouted. He sighed, "Now what?"
"You won't take my bag?" she smiled, "Most husbands do."
"Most wives just nod and smile politely."
"Ha! Just for that we're getting divorced."
He reached out, and took her bag, "Both of my arms are full. If someone were to attack us, it would be rather difficult for me to fend them off."
She giggled, and patted his back, "Awww, don't worry!! Tokio will protect her little husband form all those big mean robbers!!" she looked up at him, and giggled, "Well, not exactly little, are ya...? Heh heh!!"
As they approached the hotel, a young man looked up from the porch he was sweeping. His black hair was cut in bangs above his eyes, and he waved, calling, "Hello there! Welcome to Hanabi! Will you be staying with us for the night?"
Goro bowed, "Thank you, yes we are."
The boy smiled, "And who is this beautiful young lady?"
Tokio blushed, "Oh, I'm.. I'm his ......." she forced out the last word, ".....wife!"
"Ah, you must be lucky sir! None come by as pretty as her."
"Isn't that the truth?" agreed Goro. Tokio stared at him. He sighed smiling, "Where should we check in?"
"The manager is just inside. Please watch your step, the floors might be slippery. I'm doing a bit of cleaning here........"
"Thank you sir," bowed Goro, as he flipped a yen at him. The boy caught it, then cheered, "Hey, thanks!"
Tokio followed after him, "Nice acting. I didn't know you were such a good liar!" she whispered.
"I have to be," he whispered back.
He slid open the door, and it revealed a desk with a man behind it. The man was gray haired, and writing furiously. Goro nudged Tokio, and she coughed into her hand, "U-Umm, excuse us?"
The man looked up, then smiled, "Oh, I didn't hear the door! Are you guests?"
"Yes, my wife and I are hoping to stay here for a night or two."
"Husband and wife, eh? How long?"
"Since last night."
"Hah!" laughed the manager, "I see. Well, kudos to you!! And I must add, such a lovely young lady to be wedding , eh?!" he said, picking up her hand.
Tokio forced a smile, "Ah... ah ha ha!!"
Goro clamped his hand on her shoulder, "She also needs a job. We heard there was an opening for a meshimori-onna?"
Tokio gulped, and nodded, as sexily as she could. **Is that even possible?**
The manager smiled, "Ah, I see. You need the money, huh?"
Goro nodded, "We need to pay back some debts. Can you help us, sir?"
"Well, I'll see what I can do. She'll have to be interviewed alone, though. Would that be okay?"
"Of course! I trust her to DO HER BEST," he added a little loudly to Tokio.
The man was still grasping her hand with his sweaty fingers. She giggled nervously, "I love to cook!!"
The manager clapped, "Ah, good!! We'll call for you in an hour or so. In the mean time, you can relax at the hot springs. Oh, do you need help with your luggage?"
Goro politely shook his head, and picked up his bags, "That is alright. We can manage. Come, dear, let's get going."
Tokio stumbled to keep herself from falling, and smiled at the manager. He licked his lips at her, and she darted into Goro's arms to keep from puking once they left his sight.
He smirked at her, "Scared?"
"Me? Scared?! Of what, a sweaty manager just DYING to see me naked, and there's nothing I can do about it? Oh no, just dandy. In fact, I think all women should do this!! It builds character!"
Goro had his palm against her right shoulder, as her left was pressed against his chest, "Calm down. You'll give yourself wrinkles."
"Did you SEE him?" she whispered furiously.
Goro eyed a man carrying dirty trays and dishes looking at them. He bent down, and put his lips to her temple. She gasped, but then he whispered, "We can talk in a room, away from them. Understood?"
She nodded.
He rubbed her arm again, and gently pushed her passed the man. He opened the door to their room, and led her in.
Once in she pulled away from him, "Oh, how did you talk me into this again?"
He put a finger to his lips, as he pressed himself against the door. He sniffed a few times, then opened it.
The man with the trays was there. He gasped.
Goro smiled, "Is something wrong?"
He got up, and said, "Yeah, why does the lady look so unhappy with you?"
Goro nodded, and looked at Tokio.
She sighed, "Oh, uuh l...... I-I was.... I was ummm........... just ........ so angry he said we couldn't make love right now! 'People might hear us,' he said! And oh look, he was right! Because there you are!" she grinned pointing.
The man blushed, and shifted the tray's weight, "M-My mistake ma'am, I thought you were being forced to uhh, oh, I'm sorry to intrude," he bowed, and got away quickly as possible.
Goro smiled as he slid the door closed. "I must admit, I like your lies, Tokio."
She was laying on the floor, muttering, "Don't get any ideas," she sighed, turning, "Man oh man, I forgot all about the meshimori-onna part! What am I supposed to do?"
"They'll call you after dark. All their extra curricular activities take place at night."
She groaned, "I thank you again for bringing me to these lovely hot springs, Goro. Someday I'll pay you back with a nice swift kick in the @$$."
He sat, and handed her bags to her. "Don't worry, Tokio. As I said, I'm here."
She opened her bag. "Oh yeah, I feel better now."
He threw open his bag, and his katana lay on top of his clothes. She widened her eyes, and exhaled, "Soooooooooooooo much better."
He buried it under his clothes, "You act as if it'll be used to kill you."
She shook her head, taking out a yukata, "Well, you just ruined my life, might as well end it."
He nodded, "That's true. Now listen up, I don't anyone to hear."
She came to him, her back nearly touching his, "What? Is it about the mission thingy?"
"All of the men you saw are assassins. I don't want you to get angry with them, or anger them. Instead, whatever they do, laugh and approve it. Gain their trust a little. Make them think you're some stupid meshimori-onna that would get in their pants for a job."
"................................. what if they want me to prove it?"
He shrugged, "See how long you can keep them at bay with your clothes on. That should give us time."
"Us. You said there were others?"
"Yes, but they're outside at the moment. None of them are to be dressed as police men. As I said before-"
"Yeah yeah, people would freak to see the police kill a bunch of innkeepers. Gotcha." She looked at him nervously, "But Goro, what...... what if something goes wrong?"
"Trust me."
"I do trust you. But what if I mess up? Unintentionally?"
He glanced at her, then said, "You'll do fine. I believe I've said that already." He ran his hands through his hair, "Leave everything to me. Just distract them."
"While you kill the others."
"............. yes. While I kill the others."
She sighed, and stood, "Fair enough, I guess." She turned to him, laying her yukata on her, "Does this yukata match my eyes?"
"Doesn't matter. You'll be naked in the hot springs anyways."
**I hope you all realized, the reason he was grabbing her the whole way and even kissed her was to play the part of a husband. OR MAYBE NOT? (nah, Saito doesn't give in that easily.)
