Shin-chan: Yes, I thought Aoshi would look good dressed up like that. Of
course, there is a specific reason, which you will find out in this
chapter. 25 minutes you say? Hmm. . . I don't know. . . WE'LL JUST HAVE TO
SEE!! (O.O)
Len: I will.
Somebody: I KNOW!! It's also hard to find someone who writes A/M fics that includes proper grammar and spelling. There are just some people who write sentences that are too long and don't make complete sense!
Blue Eyes: Thanks!
Kristy: Yah. I just put this first chapter out to test the water. I'll see what I can whip up in the 25 minutes Shin-chan gave me.
Midori: TELL ME ABOUT IT!! I was going to put the "Respect" song in there, but I couldn't remember who sang it, so I was like "Screw this" and just put in "I Will Survive"
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Running to You
By Chibi-Nikoru
Chapter 2: Attack of the Weasel
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"Daijabou ka? You should really watch where you're running. This isn't a race track you know."
Misao stared at him for another few seconds before answering. "Gomen nasai...I must have not been watching where I was going." She put on a bright smile, hoping it would ease the tension a bit.
"..."
Misao started to get up, but froze when she heard the stranger's next comment.
"Nice shoes."
That did it. She had no more patience with people and her shoes. With something akin to a battle cry, she lunged at the tall man and proceded to punch and kick vigorously.
It was a total surprise when he began to block her attack. He moved even faster and pushed her back, making her stumble somewhat. Misao just stood, looking at him suspiciously. She kept on staring even as she picked up her tossed bag.
The man just looked at her, icy eyes boring into her own. They showed no emotions whatsoever, but she got a feeling that he wasn't too happy. She wasn't even completely sure why she had attacked him. 'Oh yeah. He said something about my shoes.'
"Do you have a staring problem?" She probed, internally smacking herself for being so rude.
"Iie. It's just that I don't get attacked by children every day."
Misao was fuming. First the shoes, now this. She was about to launch into another insult, but it was at that moment that her watch went off.
"IIE!! I'm going to be late! Jiya will kill me if he finds out I was late on my FIRST day!"
She was about to run past the rude man when he put a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in mid-jog.
"Are you heading to Nikoru Secondary?" the stranger inquired, and Misao answered quickly, trying to not waste any more time.
"Hai. Now if you'll excu-"
"Aa. If you would like, I can drive you there. I also attend that school."
"Nani?! But I just attacked you! I don't even know who you are!"
"Shinomori Aoshi. Now hurry or we'll both be late."
Misao rubbed her temple, wondering how in the hell she got herself into this situation. 'Where's Omasu when you need her?'
She followed him a little further down the sidewalk, and stepped into the black Mustang convertible as he unlocked it.
* * *
Misao had been silent the entire ride, keeping her face glued to window. 'What am I doing in some stranger's car? How do I know he's not some crazy psychopath? Misao, you are one of a kind. You still haven't even apologized for attacking him!' She visibly winced at her childish behavior. His comment had been correct. 'It's just that I don't get attacked by children every day. . .'
"Shinomori-san, I want to apologize for attacking you and being so rude earlier."
"..."
"Makimachi Misao." There. She did it. Apologized and introduced herself all in two sentences.
Aoshi sent a sidelong glance her way, not fully sure of what she just said.
"Makimachi Misao. My name."
"Aa."
Misao felt a little more at ease now that Aoshi had obviously accepted her apology/introduction. She began explaining her predicament to him, down to Okina's choice of outfit to her moving to Kyoto from Tokyo. She talked a little bit about her best friend Omasu, and how she hoped to make some new friends in Kyoto.
During the time that she was babbling, Aoshi sat quietly, trying to absorb the information being jammed into his ears. She certainly seemed to be cheering herself up. He glanced at her from time to time, making sure her face wasn't blue from talking non-stop.
It was kind of comforting to have some company, not that he didn't get enough from his buddies at school. Sanosuke's incessant rambling and dry jokes, and Kenshin's stories, always ending with an 'oro?' when someone wasn't sure he was all there.
The sleek car pulled into the parking lot of the school, and Misao could see the other students entering the building.
"Mou! Faster Aoshi-sama! We're going to be late!" She paused. 'Aoshi-sama? Where did that come from?'
Aoshi looked at her quizzically, but still remained silent. He parked, and got out, watching Misao shut the door.
"Arigato for the ride, Aoshi-sama!" she paused, and clamped a hand over her mouth. 'I did it again!'
"Do you mind if I call you that?" She asked, hoping not to sound any more like a nut case. He shrugged in response, so her embarrassment evaporated, and a huge genki grin spread over her features.
She turned and waved. "O-ai dekite ureshii deso! (Nice to meet you) See ya around!" Misao skipped away from the car in better spirits, ready to conquer Nikoru Secondary School.
Aoshi leaned over to grab his backpack from the back seat when he noticed a small blue lunchbag with a panda face on the front. He picked it up and noticed a name written on the handle. In small black letters it read the name 'Makimachi Misao'. Aoshi sighed, realizing that he would have to bump into the little fireball twice in the same day.
He stood up and called out to her retreating form.
"Misao-chan! You forgot your lunch!" Unfortunately, Misao was too absorbed in her own thoughts to hear him.
He groaned inwardly and began to walk towards the school entrance.
'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?'
TBC...
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Well. . .wasn't exactly 25 minutes, but it was close enough. ^_~ I am still pondering how to introduce Kaoru and Megumi. In this story, Aoshi, Sano, and Kenshin are all juniors in high school, while the three girls are all freshmen.
As you probably have already figured out, Misao is wearing the female version of the school's uniform, and Aoshi is wearing the male version.
I thought I would associate Misao with panda accessories, seeing as weasels are rodents, and I don't particularly have a fondness for rodents, even though Misao will always be my fav weasel, and I don't really consider her to be one.
ANYWHO, I hope you enjoyed the second chapter, so please R&R. Like I have mentioned beforehand, no reviews, no new posts!
Until the next chapter, sayounara! And don't forget a question to remember if you ever plan on visiting Japan:
"Toire wa doku deso ka?" LOL.. (*o*)
Len: I will.
Somebody: I KNOW!! It's also hard to find someone who writes A/M fics that includes proper grammar and spelling. There are just some people who write sentences that are too long and don't make complete sense!
Blue Eyes: Thanks!
Kristy: Yah. I just put this first chapter out to test the water. I'll see what I can whip up in the 25 minutes Shin-chan gave me.
Midori: TELL ME ABOUT IT!! I was going to put the "Respect" song in there, but I couldn't remember who sang it, so I was like "Screw this" and just put in "I Will Survive"
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Running to You
By Chibi-Nikoru
Chapter 2: Attack of the Weasel
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"Daijabou ka? You should really watch where you're running. This isn't a race track you know."
Misao stared at him for another few seconds before answering. "Gomen nasai...I must have not been watching where I was going." She put on a bright smile, hoping it would ease the tension a bit.
"..."
Misao started to get up, but froze when she heard the stranger's next comment.
"Nice shoes."
That did it. She had no more patience with people and her shoes. With something akin to a battle cry, she lunged at the tall man and proceded to punch and kick vigorously.
It was a total surprise when he began to block her attack. He moved even faster and pushed her back, making her stumble somewhat. Misao just stood, looking at him suspiciously. She kept on staring even as she picked up her tossed bag.
The man just looked at her, icy eyes boring into her own. They showed no emotions whatsoever, but she got a feeling that he wasn't too happy. She wasn't even completely sure why she had attacked him. 'Oh yeah. He said something about my shoes.'
"Do you have a staring problem?" She probed, internally smacking herself for being so rude.
"Iie. It's just that I don't get attacked by children every day."
Misao was fuming. First the shoes, now this. She was about to launch into another insult, but it was at that moment that her watch went off.
"IIE!! I'm going to be late! Jiya will kill me if he finds out I was late on my FIRST day!"
She was about to run past the rude man when he put a hand on her shoulder, stopping her in mid-jog.
"Are you heading to Nikoru Secondary?" the stranger inquired, and Misao answered quickly, trying to not waste any more time.
"Hai. Now if you'll excu-"
"Aa. If you would like, I can drive you there. I also attend that school."
"Nani?! But I just attacked you! I don't even know who you are!"
"Shinomori Aoshi. Now hurry or we'll both be late."
Misao rubbed her temple, wondering how in the hell she got herself into this situation. 'Where's Omasu when you need her?'
She followed him a little further down the sidewalk, and stepped into the black Mustang convertible as he unlocked it.
* * *
Misao had been silent the entire ride, keeping her face glued to window. 'What am I doing in some stranger's car? How do I know he's not some crazy psychopath? Misao, you are one of a kind. You still haven't even apologized for attacking him!' She visibly winced at her childish behavior. His comment had been correct. 'It's just that I don't get attacked by children every day. . .'
"Shinomori-san, I want to apologize for attacking you and being so rude earlier."
"..."
"Makimachi Misao." There. She did it. Apologized and introduced herself all in two sentences.
Aoshi sent a sidelong glance her way, not fully sure of what she just said.
"Makimachi Misao. My name."
"Aa."
Misao felt a little more at ease now that Aoshi had obviously accepted her apology/introduction. She began explaining her predicament to him, down to Okina's choice of outfit to her moving to Kyoto from Tokyo. She talked a little bit about her best friend Omasu, and how she hoped to make some new friends in Kyoto.
During the time that she was babbling, Aoshi sat quietly, trying to absorb the information being jammed into his ears. She certainly seemed to be cheering herself up. He glanced at her from time to time, making sure her face wasn't blue from talking non-stop.
It was kind of comforting to have some company, not that he didn't get enough from his buddies at school. Sanosuke's incessant rambling and dry jokes, and Kenshin's stories, always ending with an 'oro?' when someone wasn't sure he was all there.
The sleek car pulled into the parking lot of the school, and Misao could see the other students entering the building.
"Mou! Faster Aoshi-sama! We're going to be late!" She paused. 'Aoshi-sama? Where did that come from?'
Aoshi looked at her quizzically, but still remained silent. He parked, and got out, watching Misao shut the door.
"Arigato for the ride, Aoshi-sama!" she paused, and clamped a hand over her mouth. 'I did it again!'
"Do you mind if I call you that?" She asked, hoping not to sound any more like a nut case. He shrugged in response, so her embarrassment evaporated, and a huge genki grin spread over her features.
She turned and waved. "O-ai dekite ureshii deso! (Nice to meet you) See ya around!" Misao skipped away from the car in better spirits, ready to conquer Nikoru Secondary School.
Aoshi leaned over to grab his backpack from the back seat when he noticed a small blue lunchbag with a panda face on the front. He picked it up and noticed a name written on the handle. In small black letters it read the name 'Makimachi Misao'. Aoshi sighed, realizing that he would have to bump into the little fireball twice in the same day.
He stood up and called out to her retreating form.
"Misao-chan! You forgot your lunch!" Unfortunately, Misao was too absorbed in her own thoughts to hear him.
He groaned inwardly and began to walk towards the school entrance.
'How the hell did I get myself into this situation?'
TBC...
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Well. . .wasn't exactly 25 minutes, but it was close enough. ^_~ I am still pondering how to introduce Kaoru and Megumi. In this story, Aoshi, Sano, and Kenshin are all juniors in high school, while the three girls are all freshmen.
As you probably have already figured out, Misao is wearing the female version of the school's uniform, and Aoshi is wearing the male version.
I thought I would associate Misao with panda accessories, seeing as weasels are rodents, and I don't particularly have a fondness for rodents, even though Misao will always be my fav weasel, and I don't really consider her to be one.
ANYWHO, I hope you enjoyed the second chapter, so please R&R. Like I have mentioned beforehand, no reviews, no new posts!
Until the next chapter, sayounara! And don't forget a question to remember if you ever plan on visiting Japan:
"Toire wa doku deso ka?" LOL.. (*o*)