Hello, minna...sorry for the severe delay in getting another chapter
out...I was just not inspired to do so. Plus, I was busy chatting Midori's
ear off, and wrestling with her yesterday...and this week was my Spring
Break, so I was going to do whatever.
Anyways, I hope this chapter makes sense, because it came out mumbo-jumbo to me. There's a lot of silliness abound this time, but hopefully the overall feeling is mellow...he he he
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All rights reserved...RK belongs to you-know-who. How unfair!!
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Running To You
By Chibi-Nikoru
Chapter Fifteen: Smelling Salts, Anyone?
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Kenshin and Aoshi hadn't moved from where they had stood for the past six minutes.
"Oro? What was that all about?"
"I have no idea, but I have a feeling it has something to do with us."
Their heads snapped up when they heard two familiar screams from outside.
~~
Kaoru and Misao were really going at it! They had just simultaneously stomped on each other's feet, and were now wrestling on the nearby grass.
"You moron! I can't believe you were going to tell him!"
"You started it!"
They rolled, and Misao hand somehow got stuck in between Kaoru's teeth. Unfortunately, this opportunity was not passed up.
"GAAAAAAAHH!! YOU bit me! I can't believe you bit me!" She wrenched her hand away, and examined it quickly. Sure enough, a nice set of teeth marks were imprinted on the soft flesh. Kaoru threw back her head and laughed. Victory was sweet.
But, as most should know, luck can change in the blink of an eye, and you should never underestimate your opponent.
The cascade of hair was within reach. Misao grabbed whatever she could, and yanked the midnight tresses as hard as she could. "KIIIIIYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! MY HAIR!!"
~~
Fearing the worst, the two boys dashed through the arcade's sliding glass doors to find their sweethearts beating, biting, and pulling each other.
"Misao-chan!"
"Kaoru!"
They ran over and struggled to separate the entagled limbs. With some effort, Kenshin and Aoshi managed to pull them far enough apart to stand in between the fuming girls. "What exactly is going on here? One minute everything is fine, and the next the both of you are rolling around on the grass, wrestling!" Kenshin piped, concern and confusion clear in his voice.
"She started it," Kaoru pouted.
"Oh no, don't you even go there!" Misao retorted angrily. Both sets of eyes glared dangerously, and the tension crackled like a thunderstorm. Seeing as neither girl could size the other up, Kaoru and Misao turned their noses to the sky and "hmphed" in unison before hobbling away in different directions.
Meanwhile, Aoshi and Kenshin just stared at the backs of their girlfriends before turning to each other and shrugging.
What the boys did not see was a lone figure sitting on a low bench, observing the entire scene behind dark glasses.
~~ ~~ ~~
At the Makimachi residence, moans and hisses of pain could be heard several houses away.
(A/N It's not what you think!! Sheesh, you really must have dirty minds!! For shame...Just as bad as Tiny!! -_-;;)
Always the gentleman, Aoshi gently tended to Misao's battle wounds. Her hand was swollen with teeth marks, and some bruising was beginning to appear on her upper arms and forehead. He had been dipping her hand in hot water to relax the muscles, and then in cold to bring down the swelling. She had been biting her lower lip savagely to conceal the full extent of pain, but her loud guttural noises betrayed her. (LMAO)
Aoshi was trying especially hard not to laugh at the mangled sight in front of him, for dire consequences would most likely be in store if he even cracked a smile. Moving the bowls onto a nearby table, he began to wrap her hand in bandages. He saw her face draw back and scrunch every time the flimsy cloth was pulled to tight, and he had to wonder if Kaoru had inherited her grandmother's canine teeth.
She huddled into a ball when he was finished, staring out of the open window. A cool gust blew through the sheer curtains, and she shivered slightly.
Aoshi scooped her up, plopping her into his oversized lap. Misao sighed into his shirt, inhaling his scent. "So are you going to tell me what all the chaos at the mall was about?" He inquired, lips tumbling words like velvet thunder.
Misao blushed under his questioning gaze, and giggled to herself before answering. "...No."
"No? After torturing me with your singing, and forcing me to drive you all around town, you say 'no'? Why Misao, I do declare!" He said dramatically, putting the back of his hand on his forehead. She giggled louder, poking him in the ribs.
"Don't even think about it. You know you have no chance of survival after provoking me," He shot out playfully, hugging her closer.
"Yeah, yeah, don't rub it in..."
~~ ~~ ~~
The market was bustling, and the young man circling the flower stall seemed to be contemplating something very important.
"Excuse me, Miss? Which ones do you like better? The purple ones, or the yellow?"
"Personally, sir, I would prefer the yellow ones, but if they are for a special occasion, then you might want to look at the catalogue for this season's hottest arrangements!" She chirped, grabbing a huge folder out of nowhere and eagerly showing the customer the thousands of varieties of prim roses.
"You can have white phenelia, oh! Those would look lovely on your kitchen table...and there's purple, and blue, which would go fabulous with pocket ferns..."
"No! That's okay, I'll take these!" He flipped out his wallet and fished for some dollar bills before thrusting them into the sales clerk's hand and running wildly down the street.
~~ ~~ ~~
At promptly 2:00 PM, the clanging of a bell flooded classrooms at Nikoru Secondary. As every student knew, this afternoon was examination time, and the third bell in a series of four indicated only thirty minutes remained for exam writing.
Megumi, Sano, Kaoru, Kenshin, Misao, and Aoshi were scrambling to finish the last set of questions in time.
'The philosophy of the great Meng-zi was:
a) Man is equal to God
b) Nature is where to find one's soul
c) Man was born with knowledge of good and evil
d) Fish bones should be chewed, not thrown away...'
"Definitely D," Sano whispered to himself, earning a questioning glance from the fox, who was sitting next to him.
'Idiot...'
The minutes passed so quickly it seemed mere seconds to all of the students as the last bell rang. Chairs scraped across the white linoleum floors as a rush of students attempted to make a mad dash for the exit.
It was pure coincidence that Misao and Kaoru bumped hands while handing in their papers. Both shot death-glares at each other, and low growling could be heard.
"Maa, maa," Kenshin scolded "It's not good to hold a grudge. If you both apologize, then we can all go out for ice cream."
Grumbling to themselves, the girls reluctantly joined hands in a truce...but Misao was smart enough not to hold out her bandaged hand, for she was sure she saw a wicked glint flash across Kaoru's eyes momentarily.
"Ohohoho...the next time you two decide to kill each other, make sure you let me know so I can videotape it."
Before either could shoot Megumi down with curses, a cute girl came bounding into the room, out of breath. Holding her hand out, she waited until she had regained her composure before speaking.
"Uh, hello minna! My name is Tsubame, and I'm looking for one Makimachi Misao?"
"Hai, that's me. What can I do for you?"
"I have a delivery for you..." She pulled out a brightly colored box awash with ribbons and frilly bows.
Misao took the package, and mumbled 'arigato' while the little girl ran off.
"Hmm, I wonder who this could be from." She gazed in Aoshi's direction, but he shook his head, indicating he had no idea who the sender was.
"Well, hurry up and read the card!" Kaoru screeched. It looked like she was as excited as Misao about the pretty box.
Misao quickly scanned the card, and stiffened. "Well, what does it say, Weasel?"
"You read it." She handed the slim piece of paper to Aoshi.
"My dearest Misao, I have heard of your recent disposition and have sent you a little something to cheer you up. If you don't like it, I can always have it exchanged, so don't worry. Just remember I'm always thinking of you! Ja! ~ Love from Sou-chan."
He fisted the card, crumpling it considerably. By this time, Megumi had snatched the box away from poor Misao, and had ripped off all of the paper. With a grin the Cheshire cat would envy, she opened the box, gasped, and promptly fainted...
TBC...
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Well, Cliffhanger!! You'll have to wait until I'm inspired to see what happens... Ohohohoho!!
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! It means a lot, and is cool to hear what you think, so go on and DO IT AGAIN!! ^_^
PRESS THAT BEAUTIFUL BUTTON!!!
Anyways, I hope this chapter makes sense, because it came out mumbo-jumbo to me. There's a lot of silliness abound this time, but hopefully the overall feeling is mellow...he he he
"..." Denotes Speech '...' Denotes Thought
All rights reserved...RK belongs to you-know-who. How unfair!!
(())(())(())(())(())(())(())(())(())
Running To You
By Chibi-Nikoru
Chapter Fifteen: Smelling Salts, Anyone?
(())(())(())(())(())(())(())(())(())
Kenshin and Aoshi hadn't moved from where they had stood for the past six minutes.
"Oro? What was that all about?"
"I have no idea, but I have a feeling it has something to do with us."
Their heads snapped up when they heard two familiar screams from outside.
~~
Kaoru and Misao were really going at it! They had just simultaneously stomped on each other's feet, and were now wrestling on the nearby grass.
"You moron! I can't believe you were going to tell him!"
"You started it!"
They rolled, and Misao hand somehow got stuck in between Kaoru's teeth. Unfortunately, this opportunity was not passed up.
"GAAAAAAAHH!! YOU bit me! I can't believe you bit me!" She wrenched her hand away, and examined it quickly. Sure enough, a nice set of teeth marks were imprinted on the soft flesh. Kaoru threw back her head and laughed. Victory was sweet.
But, as most should know, luck can change in the blink of an eye, and you should never underestimate your opponent.
The cascade of hair was within reach. Misao grabbed whatever she could, and yanked the midnight tresses as hard as she could. "KIIIIIYAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! MY HAIR!!"
~~
Fearing the worst, the two boys dashed through the arcade's sliding glass doors to find their sweethearts beating, biting, and pulling each other.
"Misao-chan!"
"Kaoru!"
They ran over and struggled to separate the entagled limbs. With some effort, Kenshin and Aoshi managed to pull them far enough apart to stand in between the fuming girls. "What exactly is going on here? One minute everything is fine, and the next the both of you are rolling around on the grass, wrestling!" Kenshin piped, concern and confusion clear in his voice.
"She started it," Kaoru pouted.
"Oh no, don't you even go there!" Misao retorted angrily. Both sets of eyes glared dangerously, and the tension crackled like a thunderstorm. Seeing as neither girl could size the other up, Kaoru and Misao turned their noses to the sky and "hmphed" in unison before hobbling away in different directions.
Meanwhile, Aoshi and Kenshin just stared at the backs of their girlfriends before turning to each other and shrugging.
What the boys did not see was a lone figure sitting on a low bench, observing the entire scene behind dark glasses.
~~ ~~ ~~
At the Makimachi residence, moans and hisses of pain could be heard several houses away.
(A/N It's not what you think!! Sheesh, you really must have dirty minds!! For shame...Just as bad as Tiny!! -_-;;)
Always the gentleman, Aoshi gently tended to Misao's battle wounds. Her hand was swollen with teeth marks, and some bruising was beginning to appear on her upper arms and forehead. He had been dipping her hand in hot water to relax the muscles, and then in cold to bring down the swelling. She had been biting her lower lip savagely to conceal the full extent of pain, but her loud guttural noises betrayed her. (LMAO)
Aoshi was trying especially hard not to laugh at the mangled sight in front of him, for dire consequences would most likely be in store if he even cracked a smile. Moving the bowls onto a nearby table, he began to wrap her hand in bandages. He saw her face draw back and scrunch every time the flimsy cloth was pulled to tight, and he had to wonder if Kaoru had inherited her grandmother's canine teeth.
She huddled into a ball when he was finished, staring out of the open window. A cool gust blew through the sheer curtains, and she shivered slightly.
Aoshi scooped her up, plopping her into his oversized lap. Misao sighed into his shirt, inhaling his scent. "So are you going to tell me what all the chaos at the mall was about?" He inquired, lips tumbling words like velvet thunder.
Misao blushed under his questioning gaze, and giggled to herself before answering. "...No."
"No? After torturing me with your singing, and forcing me to drive you all around town, you say 'no'? Why Misao, I do declare!" He said dramatically, putting the back of his hand on his forehead. She giggled louder, poking him in the ribs.
"Don't even think about it. You know you have no chance of survival after provoking me," He shot out playfully, hugging her closer.
"Yeah, yeah, don't rub it in..."
~~ ~~ ~~
The market was bustling, and the young man circling the flower stall seemed to be contemplating something very important.
"Excuse me, Miss? Which ones do you like better? The purple ones, or the yellow?"
"Personally, sir, I would prefer the yellow ones, but if they are for a special occasion, then you might want to look at the catalogue for this season's hottest arrangements!" She chirped, grabbing a huge folder out of nowhere and eagerly showing the customer the thousands of varieties of prim roses.
"You can have white phenelia, oh! Those would look lovely on your kitchen table...and there's purple, and blue, which would go fabulous with pocket ferns..."
"No! That's okay, I'll take these!" He flipped out his wallet and fished for some dollar bills before thrusting them into the sales clerk's hand and running wildly down the street.
~~ ~~ ~~
At promptly 2:00 PM, the clanging of a bell flooded classrooms at Nikoru Secondary. As every student knew, this afternoon was examination time, and the third bell in a series of four indicated only thirty minutes remained for exam writing.
Megumi, Sano, Kaoru, Kenshin, Misao, and Aoshi were scrambling to finish the last set of questions in time.
'The philosophy of the great Meng-zi was:
a) Man is equal to God
b) Nature is where to find one's soul
c) Man was born with knowledge of good and evil
d) Fish bones should be chewed, not thrown away...'
"Definitely D," Sano whispered to himself, earning a questioning glance from the fox, who was sitting next to him.
'Idiot...'
The minutes passed so quickly it seemed mere seconds to all of the students as the last bell rang. Chairs scraped across the white linoleum floors as a rush of students attempted to make a mad dash for the exit.
It was pure coincidence that Misao and Kaoru bumped hands while handing in their papers. Both shot death-glares at each other, and low growling could be heard.
"Maa, maa," Kenshin scolded "It's not good to hold a grudge. If you both apologize, then we can all go out for ice cream."
Grumbling to themselves, the girls reluctantly joined hands in a truce...but Misao was smart enough not to hold out her bandaged hand, for she was sure she saw a wicked glint flash across Kaoru's eyes momentarily.
"Ohohoho...the next time you two decide to kill each other, make sure you let me know so I can videotape it."
Before either could shoot Megumi down with curses, a cute girl came bounding into the room, out of breath. Holding her hand out, she waited until she had regained her composure before speaking.
"Uh, hello minna! My name is Tsubame, and I'm looking for one Makimachi Misao?"
"Hai, that's me. What can I do for you?"
"I have a delivery for you..." She pulled out a brightly colored box awash with ribbons and frilly bows.
Misao took the package, and mumbled 'arigato' while the little girl ran off.
"Hmm, I wonder who this could be from." She gazed in Aoshi's direction, but he shook his head, indicating he had no idea who the sender was.
"Well, hurry up and read the card!" Kaoru screeched. It looked like she was as excited as Misao about the pretty box.
Misao quickly scanned the card, and stiffened. "Well, what does it say, Weasel?"
"You read it." She handed the slim piece of paper to Aoshi.
"My dearest Misao, I have heard of your recent disposition and have sent you a little something to cheer you up. If you don't like it, I can always have it exchanged, so don't worry. Just remember I'm always thinking of you! Ja! ~ Love from Sou-chan."
He fisted the card, crumpling it considerably. By this time, Megumi had snatched the box away from poor Misao, and had ripped off all of the paper. With a grin the Cheshire cat would envy, she opened the box, gasped, and promptly fainted...
TBC...
(())(())(())(())(())(())(())(())(())
Well, Cliffhanger!! You'll have to wait until I'm inspired to see what happens... Ohohohoho!!
Thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! It means a lot, and is cool to hear what you think, so go on and DO IT AGAIN!! ^_^
PRESS THAT BEAUTIFUL BUTTON!!!