Hey! Ch. 4...woah... I can't believe so many people
actually LIKE my story! I guess i have no CHOICE but
to continue w/ this one!!! Sorry about all the
terrible grammar in ch.3.. I DON'T OWN RK...no law
suits...
Fell in Love w/ Aoshi @ the Rock Show: Part 4
"MIIIIIISAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" The wail of panic
was pretty much useless, seeing as Misao couldn't move
her legs...EVEN IF SHE HAD WANTED TO. She looked out
of the corner of her eye to find Jiya racing towards
her, obviously thinking she was trying to escape
(despite her appearance). As soon as he stepped out
of the gate, he looked around to find three complete
strangers giving them BOTH strange looks.
"J-Jiya? Uh, these are..." Okina smiled broadly
before Misao could even finish explaining. These
three HAD to be them! He hugged the closest of the
three strangers, which just so happened to be Omasu.
Misao's attention was somewhere else, however.
No matter what Misao tried, she just couldn't tear her
eyes away from the tall, dark, and undeniably HOT man
in front of her.
"K-konichiwa???" Omasu said hesitantly. Misao
blinked for a moment and let her eyes focus on Okina
and the young girl (who seemed quite familiar)...THAT
was when she remembered her priorities.
"JIIIYAAAA! DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS EVERY
TIME???" She pried each of Jiya's fingers off of
Omasu and separated the filthy man from the girl.
As soon as they were on opposite sides of the
garden, Jiya had his eyes set on Okon and she hid
behind Aoshi for protection.
Aoshi's POV
'Misao, her name's Misao. Beautiful.' For some
strange reason, the name seemed familiar to him, but
that train of thought was wiped away when he became
mistified by watching her bangs blow slowly in the
breeze that passed by. It took every ounce of his
willpower not to let his eyes drift down the rest of
her body. Aoshi took in a deep breath and tried to
regain his cool. How could THIS be the same girl that
had kissed him???
Aoshi's gaze met hers, and for a few moments time
stood still. 'I wonder if she even remembers me.' At
that moment, Misao looked away and started to blush
profusely. Aoshi was tempted to smile: 'Maybe she
DOES remember me.'
"Misao, these are our three new workers, Aoshi,
Okan, and Omesey!!! Everyone, this is Misao!"
Sweatdrops appeared by the two girls heads, but they
both didn't want to seem rude by correcting the old
man. Aoshi coughed and everyone turned to listen to
what he had to say.
"Um, Okina, my sisters are OKON and OMASU."
Jiya's eyes widened and Misao had to bite her bottom
lip to keep from laughing. After Jiya had finished
apologizing, he motioned for Misao to grab some of
their bags and she bowed respectfully to the three
before moving towards the U-hual.
"Aoshi! Well, do you remember the place at all,
I'm sure you do! It sure has changed, ne?" Misao
strained to listen from a distance, and Aoshi shook
his head calmly.
"Certain things seem familiar to me, but for the
most part, no." Aoshi leaned his back against a
statue in the garden next to Jiya and watched as his
sisters grabbed their backpacks as well as other small
items in his car. Soon Misao came into view and was
struggling to see over an EXTREMELY large box that was
in her hands. Aoshi had to admit that even HE had
some troubles with the box, he could only imagine what
someone her size would feel like.
He trotted over to her and attempted to take it
from her hands, but Misao shook her head and walked
past him (while blushing). He couldn't help but stare
as she walked up the steps gracefully, almost as
though there wasn't any effort involved in carrying
it. Okon and Omasu then took the moment to dump their
bags into his empty hands and move back to the U-hual
for lighter things to lift.
As Aoshi reached the top of the steps, Jiya
appeared out of nowhere and placed a hand on his
shoulder. At this point, Misao had finished placing
the huge box in one of the rooms and was skipping out
the doorway.
"So Aoshi-san, do you remember Misao???"
Misao's POV
'OH...MY...GOD.' Misao's whole body tensed up in
paranoia. HOW DOES JIYA KNOW??? Aoshi opened his
mouth to speak, but before anything could come out,
Misao's body lurched forward. Misao surprised herself
by moving faster than she had ever moved before. She
somehow maneuvered around him and threw her hands over
his mouth.
It was obvious that she had startled the taller
ninja. He probably had NO idea that Misao was capable
of moving that fast, but at the last second (after she
had thrown her hands over his mouth), One of the bags
in Aoshi's hand started to drop...
A million things were running through Misao's
mind, but the LAST thing she wanted was for Omasu
and/or Okon to hate her because of Misao dropping the
bag that held her most valuable (and breakable) family
heirloom. Before Okina could even blink, Misao's
right hand pulled away from Aoshi's face and reached
out to grab the bag in mid-air.
Jiya shook his head in embarassment. A look of
confusion crossed his face when he saw the blue
backpack that Aoshi had just been holding...NOW in
Misao's hand.
"Misao, you seem to be acting a little more weird
than usual." Misao's eyes widened from embarassment
and she slowly pulled her hand off of Aoshi's lips.
"I'm sorry about that Aoshi-san, Misao tends to be a
little CRAZY and WILD...but I'm sure that you'd
already know that, right Aoshi???"
Misao couldn't breathe. Her eyes widened and she
looked pleadingly into Aoshi's confused face,
WONDERING what would he would say next.
Aoshi's POV
A million things were racing through his mind.
Aoshi never would have guessed that Misao could be so
agile. When she had tried to silence him, Aoshi
couldn't believe that she was that close to him. Her
breasts were brushing against his back (once again),
and she had to be standing on her toes to reach over
him like she had. All of the hairs on Aoshi's neck
started to rise after he felt her ragged breathing on
his shoulder, and without thinking, he dropped Omasu's
backpack.
How things changed so quickly, Aoshi couldn't
tell, but somehow, Jiya was now asking him a strange
series of questions and Misao was beginning to lose
her composure. 'What is the old man talking about???
Did she tell him that we kissed the other night???
No, why would she tell a perverted old man that?'
With another glance back at the beautiful girl beside
him, he shook his head slowly and looked Jiya in the
eye.
"No."
Misao's POV
Misao was outraged. No, NO??? He didn't
remember her at ALL? Is that how it was going to be?
Misao closed her mouth which was practically hanging
to the ground from shock, and crossed her arms in
front of her chest. She turned her head to face a
different direction but continued to sneer (somewhat)
to Aoshi out of the corner of her eye.
He must have been confused because he blinked a
couple of times and looked back and forth between her
and Jiya. Aoshi opened his mouth, probably to
apologize to Misao, but Jiya cut him off.
"Well, I guess you wouldn't! You were only SIX
years old at the time Aoshi! Misao had to be
about...about...FOUR! YES! That was such a long long
time ago!" Misao turned back and almost started
laughing! She couldn't believe that she actually
thought Jiya had known about what she had done at the
concert. Slowly, she made her way back to the U-hual,
Aoshi not too far behind her.
After the Shinomori's were settled in @ the Aoiya...
Misao started to brush her hair out as she walked
up the stairs to Okon and Omasu's joined room. She
knocked twice and Omasu gave her permission to enter.
"Ohayo! Sorry for just barging in, but I just
wanted to make sure that you were all situated in
these rooms!"
"Arigato Misao-san. Sorry you had to help us
move in here and stuff." Misao nodded and started to
braid her hair.
"No problem Okon! Look at the bright side, I
didn't have to go to school today!" The two girls
nodded and exchanged eyebrow raising looks. Finally
Omasu spoke up.
"So, do you have boys at your school Misao-san?"
Omasu said sheepishly. Misao chuckled a bit and sat
down on the futon that the sisters were kneeling on.
"Yep. They're not all they're cracked up to be
though. Boys are overrated." All of the girls
started to giggle, but none of them knew that Aoshi
was standing at the door with his ear against it.
Aoshi's POV
No one else could make him WANT to smile like
'her'. It was nearly 3 o'clock and he STILL had to
finish unpacking his room, but on the way over there,
he couldn't help but hear her beautiful voice from
behind the paper-thin walls.
"But then again, there ARE some pretty hot guys
too." Aoshi leaned back some in confusion, but
quickly pressed his ear back against the door to hear
if she would say anything MORE about this subject.
"MISAO-SAN! REALLY? Wait, do YOU have a
boyfriend???" At this point, Aoshi's head was about
to break through the door.
"No, not at the moment. The LAST relationship I
had ended up...badly. But hey, it's okay! I can
still get my kicks!"
"What does that mean?"
"Omasu! THAT means........................."
"OHHHH!!!!" Aoshi's head was reeling.
"NO NO NO NO NO NO! That's not what THAT means!"
Aoshi let out the breath he had been holding.
"What DO you mean then?" For a while, there was
a long pause, and Aoshi held his breath in fear that
they would hear his breathing and kill him for
listening in.
"Well, Okay. I'll tell you about what I did the
other day, but you can't tell a SOUL!"
"HAI!"
"HAI!!!"
"Well, before I tell you this, you should know
that I NEVER do things like this, EVER. Well, the
other day, there was a concert and I told Jiya that I
was actually going to a 'Business Convention'.
Luckily, he believed me. That's not the REAL story
though!"
"KEEP TALKIN!"
"Well, at the concert...I KISSED THIS INCREDIBLY
HOT GUY!" Aoshi's heart skipped a beat and a grin
spread across his face.
"YOU WHAT???"
"I KNOW! I NEVER DO THINGS LIKE THAT! But
really, this guy was amazing! He smelled REALLY good
for being a sweaty man at a rock concert!" Aoshi
looked around and hoped that his sisters wouldn't
figure out that they were actually at the SAME
concert...
"AND WHAT DID HE DO???"
"Well, I kissed him...BUT HIS TONGUE WAS IN MY
MOUTH FIRST...SO HE REALLY MADE OUT WITH ME!!!"
*GASP*
*GASP*
"For those ten seconds....*sigh*"
"YOU're so brave Misao-san! I could NEVER pull
something like that off!!!"
"WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE???"
"Wellllll, he DEFINITELY was the most attractive
man I have ever kissed. He has black hair,
and...well, You'd recognize him if you'd see him."
Aoshi wanted to run around in circles and scream at
the top of his lungs.
"What's his name?"
"It's...I.........I didn't catch it."
"Wow Misao-san! I can tell we'll be learning a
lot from YOU!" Aoshi heard Misao laugh softly and he
couldn't help but HOPE that his sisters would never
THINK about kissing strangers.
"He probably thinks I'm some sort of slut now! I
bet he thinks I kissed like 40 guys at that concert,
but I didn't. I couldn't believe I actually kissed
HIM! *sigh* Oh well. Hey, I'm going to go out and
help Jiya. The after school crowd will be coming in
soon, so I'm sure he'll need some help in the
kitchen."
"Hey, we'll go too!"
Aoshi looked around for a place to hide. At the
last second (before their bedroom door opened) He ran
around the corner and sucked in his breath, HOPING
that he could become part of the wall so they wouldn't
find him. Aoshi could hear their footsteps going down
the stairs and he let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh wait, I've gotta put this brush up!" Aoshi
looked around and recognized Misao's room at the end
of the hall...the hall he was hiding out at.
Two seconds before Misao came around the corner,
a genius plan came to Aoshi and before he had time to
think about it and take it back, he had grabbed Misao,
spun her around, and pinned her against the wall he
had been leaning against.
Misao's POV
'OH...MY...GOD.' She looked up into his eyes and
could feel the determination radiating out of them.
His body was smashed up against her and Misao wasn't
sure if she should be excited or terrifed. She took
in a shallow breath and Aoshi leaned closer to her
face.
"So you just tell EVERYONE about what you did at
the concert?"
"Yeah, well, since you don't recognize me at
all!"
"Hey, I didn't mean for it to come out like that,
I wasn't sure exactly what to say and---"
"Ya know, I don't care! Wait, YOU WERE
LISTENING???" Misao's eyes narrowed and Aoshi brought
his face even CLOSER to hers. Their breath seemed to
battle between what small space there was between
their faces and Misao had nowhere else to look but
into his beautiful eyes. If she wasn't pinned against
the wall, she was sure she'd fall over.
"Misao..." With that ONE word, all of Misao's
anger disappeared. That had to be the first time she
had heard her name being whispered from HIS mouth. to
Misao, it sounded so rich and beautiful. It wasn't
even much of a whisper, more like a moan that was
sweet and low. With that, Aoshi took a step closer,
their bodies brushing against one another, and Misao
gasped.
"A-Aosshhhh---" Her words were cut off as he
pressed his lips against hers (Much harder than
before) and Misao's body turned into jelly once
again...
Ha! Sorry guys, I'm just trying to keep this story
going! Feedback=GOOD THING!!!
Leah~
actually LIKE my story! I guess i have no CHOICE but
to continue w/ this one!!! Sorry about all the
terrible grammar in ch.3.. I DON'T OWN RK...no law
suits...
Fell in Love w/ Aoshi @ the Rock Show: Part 4
"MIIIIIISAAAAAAOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" The wail of panic
was pretty much useless, seeing as Misao couldn't move
her legs...EVEN IF SHE HAD WANTED TO. She looked out
of the corner of her eye to find Jiya racing towards
her, obviously thinking she was trying to escape
(despite her appearance). As soon as he stepped out
of the gate, he looked around to find three complete
strangers giving them BOTH strange looks.
"J-Jiya? Uh, these are..." Okina smiled broadly
before Misao could even finish explaining. These
three HAD to be them! He hugged the closest of the
three strangers, which just so happened to be Omasu.
Misao's attention was somewhere else, however.
No matter what Misao tried, she just couldn't tear her
eyes away from the tall, dark, and undeniably HOT man
in front of her.
"K-konichiwa???" Omasu said hesitantly. Misao
blinked for a moment and let her eyes focus on Okina
and the young girl (who seemed quite familiar)...THAT
was when she remembered her priorities.
"JIIIYAAAA! DO YOU HAVE TO DO THIS EVERY
TIME???" She pried each of Jiya's fingers off of
Omasu and separated the filthy man from the girl.
As soon as they were on opposite sides of the
garden, Jiya had his eyes set on Okon and she hid
behind Aoshi for protection.
Aoshi's POV
'Misao, her name's Misao. Beautiful.' For some
strange reason, the name seemed familiar to him, but
that train of thought was wiped away when he became
mistified by watching her bangs blow slowly in the
breeze that passed by. It took every ounce of his
willpower not to let his eyes drift down the rest of
her body. Aoshi took in a deep breath and tried to
regain his cool. How could THIS be the same girl that
had kissed him???
Aoshi's gaze met hers, and for a few moments time
stood still. 'I wonder if she even remembers me.' At
that moment, Misao looked away and started to blush
profusely. Aoshi was tempted to smile: 'Maybe she
DOES remember me.'
"Misao, these are our three new workers, Aoshi,
Okan, and Omesey!!! Everyone, this is Misao!"
Sweatdrops appeared by the two girls heads, but they
both didn't want to seem rude by correcting the old
man. Aoshi coughed and everyone turned to listen to
what he had to say.
"Um, Okina, my sisters are OKON and OMASU."
Jiya's eyes widened and Misao had to bite her bottom
lip to keep from laughing. After Jiya had finished
apologizing, he motioned for Misao to grab some of
their bags and she bowed respectfully to the three
before moving towards the U-hual.
"Aoshi! Well, do you remember the place at all,
I'm sure you do! It sure has changed, ne?" Misao
strained to listen from a distance, and Aoshi shook
his head calmly.
"Certain things seem familiar to me, but for the
most part, no." Aoshi leaned his back against a
statue in the garden next to Jiya and watched as his
sisters grabbed their backpacks as well as other small
items in his car. Soon Misao came into view and was
struggling to see over an EXTREMELY large box that was
in her hands. Aoshi had to admit that even HE had
some troubles with the box, he could only imagine what
someone her size would feel like.
He trotted over to her and attempted to take it
from her hands, but Misao shook her head and walked
past him (while blushing). He couldn't help but stare
as she walked up the steps gracefully, almost as
though there wasn't any effort involved in carrying
it. Okon and Omasu then took the moment to dump their
bags into his empty hands and move back to the U-hual
for lighter things to lift.
As Aoshi reached the top of the steps, Jiya
appeared out of nowhere and placed a hand on his
shoulder. At this point, Misao had finished placing
the huge box in one of the rooms and was skipping out
the doorway.
"So Aoshi-san, do you remember Misao???"
Misao's POV
'OH...MY...GOD.' Misao's whole body tensed up in
paranoia. HOW DOES JIYA KNOW??? Aoshi opened his
mouth to speak, but before anything could come out,
Misao's body lurched forward. Misao surprised herself
by moving faster than she had ever moved before. She
somehow maneuvered around him and threw her hands over
his mouth.
It was obvious that she had startled the taller
ninja. He probably had NO idea that Misao was capable
of moving that fast, but at the last second (after she
had thrown her hands over his mouth), One of the bags
in Aoshi's hand started to drop...
A million things were running through Misao's
mind, but the LAST thing she wanted was for Omasu
and/or Okon to hate her because of Misao dropping the
bag that held her most valuable (and breakable) family
heirloom. Before Okina could even blink, Misao's
right hand pulled away from Aoshi's face and reached
out to grab the bag in mid-air.
Jiya shook his head in embarassment. A look of
confusion crossed his face when he saw the blue
backpack that Aoshi had just been holding...NOW in
Misao's hand.
"Misao, you seem to be acting a little more weird
than usual." Misao's eyes widened from embarassment
and she slowly pulled her hand off of Aoshi's lips.
"I'm sorry about that Aoshi-san, Misao tends to be a
little CRAZY and WILD...but I'm sure that you'd
already know that, right Aoshi???"
Misao couldn't breathe. Her eyes widened and she
looked pleadingly into Aoshi's confused face,
WONDERING what would he would say next.
Aoshi's POV
A million things were racing through his mind.
Aoshi never would have guessed that Misao could be so
agile. When she had tried to silence him, Aoshi
couldn't believe that she was that close to him. Her
breasts were brushing against his back (once again),
and she had to be standing on her toes to reach over
him like she had. All of the hairs on Aoshi's neck
started to rise after he felt her ragged breathing on
his shoulder, and without thinking, he dropped Omasu's
backpack.
How things changed so quickly, Aoshi couldn't
tell, but somehow, Jiya was now asking him a strange
series of questions and Misao was beginning to lose
her composure. 'What is the old man talking about???
Did she tell him that we kissed the other night???
No, why would she tell a perverted old man that?'
With another glance back at the beautiful girl beside
him, he shook his head slowly and looked Jiya in the
eye.
"No."
Misao's POV
Misao was outraged. No, NO??? He didn't
remember her at ALL? Is that how it was going to be?
Misao closed her mouth which was practically hanging
to the ground from shock, and crossed her arms in
front of her chest. She turned her head to face a
different direction but continued to sneer (somewhat)
to Aoshi out of the corner of her eye.
He must have been confused because he blinked a
couple of times and looked back and forth between her
and Jiya. Aoshi opened his mouth, probably to
apologize to Misao, but Jiya cut him off.
"Well, I guess you wouldn't! You were only SIX
years old at the time Aoshi! Misao had to be
about...about...FOUR! YES! That was such a long long
time ago!" Misao turned back and almost started
laughing! She couldn't believe that she actually
thought Jiya had known about what she had done at the
concert. Slowly, she made her way back to the U-hual,
Aoshi not too far behind her.
After the Shinomori's were settled in @ the Aoiya...
Misao started to brush her hair out as she walked
up the stairs to Okon and Omasu's joined room. She
knocked twice and Omasu gave her permission to enter.
"Ohayo! Sorry for just barging in, but I just
wanted to make sure that you were all situated in
these rooms!"
"Arigato Misao-san. Sorry you had to help us
move in here and stuff." Misao nodded and started to
braid her hair.
"No problem Okon! Look at the bright side, I
didn't have to go to school today!" The two girls
nodded and exchanged eyebrow raising looks. Finally
Omasu spoke up.
"So, do you have boys at your school Misao-san?"
Omasu said sheepishly. Misao chuckled a bit and sat
down on the futon that the sisters were kneeling on.
"Yep. They're not all they're cracked up to be
though. Boys are overrated." All of the girls
started to giggle, but none of them knew that Aoshi
was standing at the door with his ear against it.
Aoshi's POV
No one else could make him WANT to smile like
'her'. It was nearly 3 o'clock and he STILL had to
finish unpacking his room, but on the way over there,
he couldn't help but hear her beautiful voice from
behind the paper-thin walls.
"But then again, there ARE some pretty hot guys
too." Aoshi leaned back some in confusion, but
quickly pressed his ear back against the door to hear
if she would say anything MORE about this subject.
"MISAO-SAN! REALLY? Wait, do YOU have a
boyfriend???" At this point, Aoshi's head was about
to break through the door.
"No, not at the moment. The LAST relationship I
had ended up...badly. But hey, it's okay! I can
still get my kicks!"
"What does that mean?"
"Omasu! THAT means........................."
"OHHHH!!!!" Aoshi's head was reeling.
"NO NO NO NO NO NO! That's not what THAT means!"
Aoshi let out the breath he had been holding.
"What DO you mean then?" For a while, there was
a long pause, and Aoshi held his breath in fear that
they would hear his breathing and kill him for
listening in.
"Well, Okay. I'll tell you about what I did the
other day, but you can't tell a SOUL!"
"HAI!"
"HAI!!!"
"Well, before I tell you this, you should know
that I NEVER do things like this, EVER. Well, the
other day, there was a concert and I told Jiya that I
was actually going to a 'Business Convention'.
Luckily, he believed me. That's not the REAL story
though!"
"KEEP TALKIN!"
"Well, at the concert...I KISSED THIS INCREDIBLY
HOT GUY!" Aoshi's heart skipped a beat and a grin
spread across his face.
"YOU WHAT???"
"I KNOW! I NEVER DO THINGS LIKE THAT! But
really, this guy was amazing! He smelled REALLY good
for being a sweaty man at a rock concert!" Aoshi
looked around and hoped that his sisters wouldn't
figure out that they were actually at the SAME
concert...
"AND WHAT DID HE DO???"
"Well, I kissed him...BUT HIS TONGUE WAS IN MY
MOUTH FIRST...SO HE REALLY MADE OUT WITH ME!!!"
*GASP*
*GASP*
"For those ten seconds....*sigh*"
"YOU're so brave Misao-san! I could NEVER pull
something like that off!!!"
"WHAT DID HE LOOK LIKE???"
"Wellllll, he DEFINITELY was the most attractive
man I have ever kissed. He has black hair,
and...well, You'd recognize him if you'd see him."
Aoshi wanted to run around in circles and scream at
the top of his lungs.
"What's his name?"
"It's...I.........I didn't catch it."
"Wow Misao-san! I can tell we'll be learning a
lot from YOU!" Aoshi heard Misao laugh softly and he
couldn't help but HOPE that his sisters would never
THINK about kissing strangers.
"He probably thinks I'm some sort of slut now! I
bet he thinks I kissed like 40 guys at that concert,
but I didn't. I couldn't believe I actually kissed
HIM! *sigh* Oh well. Hey, I'm going to go out and
help Jiya. The after school crowd will be coming in
soon, so I'm sure he'll need some help in the
kitchen."
"Hey, we'll go too!"
Aoshi looked around for a place to hide. At the
last second (before their bedroom door opened) He ran
around the corner and sucked in his breath, HOPING
that he could become part of the wall so they wouldn't
find him. Aoshi could hear their footsteps going down
the stairs and he let out a sigh of relief.
"Oh wait, I've gotta put this brush up!" Aoshi
looked around and recognized Misao's room at the end
of the hall...the hall he was hiding out at.
Two seconds before Misao came around the corner,
a genius plan came to Aoshi and before he had time to
think about it and take it back, he had grabbed Misao,
spun her around, and pinned her against the wall he
had been leaning against.
Misao's POV
'OH...MY...GOD.' She looked up into his eyes and
could feel the determination radiating out of them.
His body was smashed up against her and Misao wasn't
sure if she should be excited or terrifed. She took
in a shallow breath and Aoshi leaned closer to her
face.
"So you just tell EVERYONE about what you did at
the concert?"
"Yeah, well, since you don't recognize me at
all!"
"Hey, I didn't mean for it to come out like that,
I wasn't sure exactly what to say and---"
"Ya know, I don't care! Wait, YOU WERE
LISTENING???" Misao's eyes narrowed and Aoshi brought
his face even CLOSER to hers. Their breath seemed to
battle between what small space there was between
their faces and Misao had nowhere else to look but
into his beautiful eyes. If she wasn't pinned against
the wall, she was sure she'd fall over.
"Misao..." With that ONE word, all of Misao's
anger disappeared. That had to be the first time she
had heard her name being whispered from HIS mouth. to
Misao, it sounded so rich and beautiful. It wasn't
even much of a whisper, more like a moan that was
sweet and low. With that, Aoshi took a step closer,
their bodies brushing against one another, and Misao
gasped.
"A-Aosshhhh---" Her words were cut off as he
pressed his lips against hers (Much harder than
before) and Misao's body turned into jelly once
again...
Ha! Sorry guys, I'm just trying to keep this story
going! Feedback=GOOD THING!!!
Leah~