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Chapter 6:

Safely in her bedroom, Misao changed into a silk nightgown and for some reason she couldn't sleep either. In two days she would be married to a man devilishly handsome, totally without scruples and as much a mystery to her as he had been the night she first met him.

"There you are Pretty Misao." Okina came in announced. "It breaks my heart to see your not happy."

"Jiya you startle me" said Misao with both hands over her chest.

"Curse you Grandfather for arranging this marriage." said Okina

"Jiya?!" she said her voice quivering. "You don't have to worry about me."

"Misao you don't have to pretend...." Misao interrupted him.

"Listen Jiya, maybe nothing good would come out of this marriage, but at least, I wont have to worry about Koaru and Yahiko losing their estate." she took a deep breath.

"Always putting others well been, before you own Misao." said Okina. "I wish I could do something to help but I don't know how." he clenched his fist.

"Thank you Jiya for caring, that's enough for me." she said and gave him a smile. "Now I think it would be best if we got o sleep now."

Okina laughed. "That's a polite way to throw me out of your room." and he turned to leave.

"Jiya I'm not...."

"Goodnight Misao." he said when he closed the door behind him.

"Goodnight Jiya."

Misao continued her restless pacing after Okina left her room. Aoshi didn't care for her, and he might held her interest like no other man, but he was the last man she wanted to marry. She walked to the open windows of her room and looked outside, the stars were shining and the moon was a gigantic gold crescent. Turning away, she flung herself down on her bed, fear began to invaded her body. Great tears began rolling down her cheeks.

She didn't hear or see Aoshi approach her bed and look down at her for several second, not until he sat down on the bed and drew her into his arms, did she realized he was in her room, she couldn't do nothing but to continue to sob.

"Who would have thought, that my little lioness could cry like a baby." he whispered gently holding her against his chest.

"Go away" said Misao.

"Not yet," he said kissing her eyebrow. "I understand how you feel, if we both had a choice, it wouldn't like this." the soft words were most odd coming from one who was always mocking her.

Misao gaze into his face, searching his deep green eyes pleading in silent for him to let her go.

Lowering his head, he trapped her mouth beneath his, the moment her lips parted, he pressed deeper in to her mouth, and instinctively she pressed her self to him, and before she knew it his body imprisoned her on the mattress.

Lifting her arms she threaded her fingers into his hair, the danse silk of it stimulating her skin. Long delicious, moment passed, yet still he kept the kiss soft and restrained. His arms surrounded her , yet she ached to be closer. Then he eased his head back slightly, all while licking, tasting her lips as if he couldn't get enough of her.

"Goodnight Misao" he muttered and rose from her bed.

"Leaving?" she asked him in a voice thick with exhaustion.

"Yes" he whispered.

The blankets rustled as she shifted position. "Why?"

"Well....for one, anyone could walk in on us" *what the hell was he saying.* he though.

Misao mumbled incoherently, she sounded halfway to slumber already, he could hear her breathing slow and deep.

"In two days Misao you would be mine" he said and turned away and walk to the door.

The next morning Misoa nearly screamed when she heard someone in her bedroom, in her panic she thought it must be Aoshi, but as she rolled over she saw it was Yahiko.

"Misao" he whispered "Misao I'm sorry to wake you up, but Aoshi's parent are downstairs with Jiya."

Misao threw aside her cover and scrambled out of bed. "It'll only take me a minute to get dressed." she said pilling off her nightgown. "Yahiko get out."

"I'm already out, weasel." he said closing the door to her room.

Fifteen minutes later Misao pinched her lips together, before opening the door to the study. Once inside she saw a women setting beside Aoshi's father, with green eyes and black hair.

"Good morning everyone." she said.

"Good morning pretty Misao" said Okina.

"Mother I would like you to meet Misao Makimachi." said Aoshi taking Misao's hand.

"Oh my! She sure is lovely Aoshi," said the women taking Misao's other hand. "Then again you always had good taste in women, except for Yumi."

*Yumi?* Misoa thought.

"Mother" said Aoshi clenching his jaw, and his hand fisted at his side, Misao could see the naked pain in his eyes.

*Oh boy!, she really did a number on you.?* she thought rasing an eyebrow. "Is nice to meet you Mrs. Shinomori."

"Please call me Lin or better yet call me mother." She said smiling gently at her.

"Mother?!" Both Aoshi and Misao asked at the same time.

Lin looped a comforting arm through Misao's. "You don't mind? Do you darling?"

"No, not at all" Misao spoke with sincerity.

"Good, now that's settle, come and see what I have for you." she said gently drawing Misao over to the desk.

"For me?" Misao asked unable to resist to see what it was.

"Mother you'll have enough time to show her later." Aoshi said taking Misao other arm and trapping her in between himself and his mother.

His closeness unsettled Misao, his firm touch and his scent too, she wanted to pull her arm away from him, but she couldn't, at least not without causing a scene, and by the devilish twinkle in his eyes he knew he had won the battle.

His mother noticed his possessiveness but she made no reference to it. She just gazed fondly up to her son.

"Perhaps you can show her later Lin, since is time for breakfast and I'm starving." said Okina putting a hand to his stomach.

Alright then, should we go to breakfast then?" she asked.

"Jiya would you show then to the dinning I would like to speak to Aoshi for a minute," she said.

"Come you two follow me." said Okina. "Don't take to long."

"We wont Jiya" Misao said as she lifted her head as they walked out of the study, her eyes meeting Aoshi's.

Moving his head to the side, he lazily looked her up and down. "Don't tell me you didn't got sufficient sleep last night after all"

Misao blushed, she knew he was talking about the kiss he gave her last night. Her lips parted and said to him.

"I'm perfectly rested, thank you."

"So, what did you need to talk about.?" he asked with a husky tone. "Or do you wanted to pick up where with left off last night."

"That's not it all, you arrogant idiot." she shouted and took a deep breath before she could continued "What I wanted to ask you is if you mother know why are we getting marry.?"

He stared at her for a minute. "No, she doesn't, she think we are in love and we want to start our own family."

"Do you expect me to play along?" she asked him.

"I expect for you to behave as my happy bride to be, in from of mother."

"Careful what you ask for," she said crossing her arms over her chest.

"What is that suppose to mean.?" he asked puzzled.

Misao walked to him and threw her arms around his neck, he caught her close, relishing her slim form, strong and yet womanly, fitting him perfectly. Misao caressed his cheek, but he caught her wrist.

"Misao answer me" he said

She kiss his smooth shaven cheek. "You would see soon enough" she said playing the seductress.

His mouth was so close, she felt the warm exhalation of his breath, his gaze was directed to her mouth, great he was thinking about kissing her. "We better go, their waiting for us," she said.

"In a minute" he brought his hand up to her cheek. "If you start something I expect you to finish it." he said and kissed her. The kiss was so tenderly, her lips parted and he took swift advantage, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. They stood so close, he could feel her radiant warmth of her body with every muscle and every fiver in him. She wanted him as much he wanted her and kissing her was a torment, and then her lips left his. Misao flatted her palms against his chest she pushed him.

"That's enough" she said and stepped way from him. "We better go." and she walked to the door.

He laughed. "Coward your waking away...why are you so afraid? It was only a kiss." he said.

"Coward?....If I remember right, you were the one who walked away last night, using a lame excuse, and you call me coward." *what that hell did I just said.*

"Touche, Misao, you won this round."

"So it seems,...should we go then, their waiting for us," she said

Aoshi took hold of her arm and guided her to the dinning room.

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