Fell In Love w/ Aoshi at the Rock Show
Chapter 6
I don't own RK...yada yada yada
SAITOH'S POV
The conversation wasn't going as he had planned. Frustrated, he blew out a slow puff of smoke as Misao flung the door open in an attempt to run away from him...once again. Instinctively, his eyes narrowed onto the man standing outside. From the looks of it, he had been listening in on their conversation. Both Makimachi and the new worker stared at each other before Misao caught herself and stormed past him. No doubt about it, the man would only make things difficult for his mission. As soon as the two were alone, Saitoh dropped his cigarette and smothered it under his boot.
"Ahh, so the mysterious new worker has come to steal the weasel's heart?" Saitoh smirked evilly as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Why don't you leave? It's obvious Misao isn't interested in you anymore." Saitoh was shocked. His eyes widened slightly; 'So THAT'S why he's so pissed off! He thinks ME and MAKIMACHI have something going on!' Saitoh was instantly caught up with hopes of having a little fun with the situation.
"Well, shouldn't we leave that up to HER?" Saitoh walked out of the room and as soon as he passed Aoshi, he looked back at him over his shoulder. "See you at dinner Shinomori."
MISAO'S POV
It was dinner time, and Okon and Omasu had already set the table. To tell the truth, Misao wasn't all that interested in eating. Everyone found a seat at the table, and for some strange reason, Saitoh had basically FORCED Jiya to move so that he could sit by Misao. Misao shrugged and took a sip from her glass of water.
"Has anyone seen Aoshi anywhere?" Misao looked back at Okon and they sort of stared at each other with an awkward look of confusion. His seat was empty. Misao sighed and knew that this was somehow her fault. Saitoh looked a little upset about Aoshi's absence too, but Misao just assumed it was his stupidity at work.
"Well, you all enjoy this meal. I can find Aoshi." Misao stared up at the now standing Saitoh and shook her head slightly. "I'll bring him back Makimachi, NO WORRIES!" Before Misao could stop him, he had already slammed the shoji door closed behind him.
"You heard him Misao. Come on, you really SHOULD try Omasu's soup! It's really good stuff!!!" Misao looked at Shiro and shook her head 'no' politely.
"I will in a minute. I don't think Saitoh knows where Aoshi is exactly." Misao knew that that was a lie. If anyone could track better than her, it had to be that chump Saitoh. "I'll be back!" In a flash, she too was gone.
AOSHI'S POV
He was sitting calmly in the middle of the temple when he literally "felt" that wolf standing outside. His emotions were already running a muck through his life and Aoshi was struggling trying to keep them under control
"Is there something you want, or are you just gonna stand there all night?"
"I guess you do have a point Shinomori." Saitoh slid open the door and stepped inside the dimly lit room. "So...how are things?"
Aoshi grunted in frustration. He knew that this punk was having too much fun with him. Saitoh was standing behind him, so Aoshi calmly stared back at him over his shoulder but gave him a warning glare none the less.
"Why the hostility Shinomori? Could it be because 'I' had what you've always wanted? Believe me, she's not worth all of this...fuss..anyway."
"I don't need you to tell me anything Saitoh." Aoshi closed his eyes in fury and looked forward to straighten out his neck.
"It's such a shame to see such a talented fighter, such as yourself, out here losing your sanity over a weasel like her, I mean, come on Shinomori! What's gotte---?"
"I do not need you to tell me what or how I should be feeling right now. Nothing has happened between us, nor will there ever. My only concern is to make sure my new coworker doesn't have to put up with you hassling her. Now, if you don't have anything else to say, I'd appreciate it if you'd leave." Saitoh's eyes widened for a second then narrowed. He knew that Shinomori was lying, but it would be pointless to make him say otherwise. Suddenly, this was a lot less fun than Saitoh had imagined it'd be. He closed his eyes and started walking towards the door.
"Shinomori, you're making a mistake." Saitoh slid the door open and saw Misao standing just outside the door. Startled, he took a step backwards.
"I---uh, I think I'll be leaving now." Misao said hesitantly as she spun around as quickly as possible. Aoshi's eyes snapped open from hearing her voice. He stood up instantly, but it was too late, Misao had already taken off into the forest.
"What's with you people always standing outside of doors?" Saitoh knew that it was a lame attempt at trying to lighten the mood. Aoshi pushed him to the side and disappeared into the forest after Misao. Saitoh took out a cigarette and lit it between his lips. "So much drama over nothing..."
MISAO'S POV
'Get a hold of yourself Makimachi. Get it together here! You're losing your composure over a guy, you HARDLY know!' Misao leapt from tree branch to tree branch trying to get as far away from civilization as possible. Up ahead, she could see the clearing leading to her favorite spot. She sighed and slowed her pace enough to breathe normally.
"DAMNIT!" she screamed out loud. Misao jumped down from her high branch and landed gracefully on one knee. She grunted in frustration as she stomped towards the edge of the cliff and peered over. A smile came over her face, but it was quickly washed away once a vision of Aoshi flashed into her mind. "STOP IT MAKIMACHI! JUST STOP! What did you expect? HUH? Did you think he'd fall IN LOVE WITH YOU, just because you kissed his stupid ass at some concert? No." She started to pace back and forth, stomping angrily as she walked. "You're such an idiot! IDIOT! You try SO hard for some guy that has NO intention of liking you! You let that psycho Saitoh get under your skin, and worst of all, you let everything turn to shit over ONE guy...ONE guy, ONE GUY, THAT---THAT...hates you." Misao stopped walking altogether and dropped her head. "He hates you." She whispered.
AOSHI'S POV
He had no idea why he was tracking her down in the woods. The last thing he wanted was to even look at her, but he needed to. He needed to see her. He needed to know that she was safe from anything and everything in the world. He needed her. It was amazing how he could follow her moving as fast as he was, but then he stopped and jumped into a tree above him. Misao looked pissed, and she was walking back and forth towards the edge of a cliff. Had he not found this hiding space, he was sure she'd kill him on the spot.
"STOP IT MAKIMACHI! JUST STOP!" Aoshi simply watched as Misao started to scream at herself. "What did you expect? HUH? Did you think he'd fall IN LOVE WITH YOU, just because you kissed his stupid ass at some concert? No." Misao's eyes were shimmering with unshed tears that reeked havoc over Aoshi's heart. "You're such an idiot! IDIOT! You try SO hard for some guy that has NO intention of liking you! You let that psycho Saitoh get under your skin, and worst of all, you let everything turn to shit over ONE guy...ONE guy, ONE GUY, THAT---THAT...hates you. He hates you."
Aoshi nearly fell out of his tree. He didn't hate her. That was the LAST thing he felt for her, but she would never know that. He said everything wrong. Who was he trying to prove himself to? He could care less what that jerk Saitoh thought, so who was he trying to impress? Who was he trying to fool?
There was only one thing to do, watch her. Misao had stopped moving altogether and it looked as though she was crying, but Aoshi couldn't see her face over her hair. He bent his head down a bit further so he could see more of her through the tree, and he watched as Misao slowly turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff. Slowly, her arms lifted her blue shirt up and over her head.
'WHAT???' Aoshi thought as he tried to lean over ever so slightly, trying to see more of what she was doing. Misao bent down, pulled her pants to the floor, and stepped out of them, tossing them behind her casually with her left foot. Aoshi had lost his breath as he stared at the back of her. Her perfectly toned back was covered only by the back of her simple lavender bra and a swinging blue-black braid. He followed every curve of her body down to the lavender panties, barely covering her greatest asset. Aoshi instinctively dropped down out of the tree and started to walk towards her as she stepped closer to the edge of the cliff. Misao straightened out her back, held her arms out to the sides and started to lean forward. 'OH MY GOD!' Aoshi thought as he started running towards her, 'SHE'S GONNA JUMP!'
"MISAO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Aoshi leapt off of the cliff as well, reaching out for Misao before he felt his body slam against...water???
MISAO'S POV
Never had Misao been so terrified in her life. Her body surfaced to the top of the water and she gasped for air. 'WHAT WAS THAT?' she thought as she bobbed up and down in search of WHATEVER it was that grabbed her arm during the jump. Suddenly, another body arose from the water, coughing and flailing its arms about. Misao screamed and started swimming towards land.
"AHHHH! SOMEBODY HELP ME! SEA MONSTER!!!!!!" Misao made sure she was far enough away before looking back at the creature, startled; she stopped paddling and stared in shock. "AOSHI?!?"
He had never looked so hot. Misao's mouth gaped open as her eyes traveled along his body, from his black hair dripping over his face and even down his neck. He jumped up as high as he could out of the water, hoping to take in enough oxygen. His dark purple shirt was now black and sticking to his wet body, accentuating every muscle in his chest and stomach. His body fell back, even deeper into the water and Misao started to swim towards him frantically.
"AOSHI! PLEASE DON'T DROWN!" Misao swam to where she last saw his body surface and started to spin around in the water, pumping her arms in order to stay afloat. "AOSHI!" She was becoming worried when she felt someone grabbing her below the water. "AH!!!"
Aoshi's head popped out of the water, and his bangs completely covered his eyes. He grabbed onto Misao's body as he spit water out of his mouth and struggled to catch his breath. Misao stared with her mouth open, trying to grab Aoshi's shoulders to calm him, but it was useless. His hands were desperately gripping her everywhere, from her hair, then her shoulders, then her arms, even her face, it wasn't until one of Aoshi's probing hands gripped her breast before he stopped moving completely.
"AOSHI??? Are you alright? ARE YOU OKAY?" Misao ran her hand over his face and brushed his hair back out of his face so he could look her in the eyes. As soon as he realized what he was grasping onto, Aoshi quickly slid his hand up her chest and onto her shoulder as he caught his breath.
"MISAO! WHAT gasp THE FUCK gasp WERE YOU THINKING???" Misao's eyes widened as she cocked her head a bit in confusion.
"ME??? WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING! I just jumped in for a swim, and I hear my name, and someone grabbing me before I hit the water! YOU SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH!"
"WELL GOOD! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I FELT WHEN I SAW YOU JUMPING OFF A CLIFF? I THOUGHT YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF!!!" Misao grabbed onto him and blinked.
"Aoshi, I'm sorry, but I don't think I'd want to kill myself over you." Misao thought about this for a second and her eyes widened. 'But you didn't know there was a lake here. You would have killed yourself for me...' Misao looked back up at Aoshi who was still trying to grasp the concept that he was alive. Slowly, she slid her hands along the sides of his shoulders up along his neck until they were placed on the sides of his cheeks. Aoshi's eyes widened as Misao's face came ever so closely before she tenderly brushed her lips against his.
AUTHOR'S NOTES
I know it's been a LONG while since I've updated this bad-boy... At first, I lost the direction where I wanted to take the story, but after reading some great Aoshi/Misao fics, I found my way again! Tell me if I'm TOTALLY Fing this story up...
Chapter 6
I don't own RK...yada yada yada
SAITOH'S POV
The conversation wasn't going as he had planned. Frustrated, he blew out a slow puff of smoke as Misao flung the door open in an attempt to run away from him...once again. Instinctively, his eyes narrowed onto the man standing outside. From the looks of it, he had been listening in on their conversation. Both Makimachi and the new worker stared at each other before Misao caught herself and stormed past him. No doubt about it, the man would only make things difficult for his mission. As soon as the two were alone, Saitoh dropped his cigarette and smothered it under his boot.
"Ahh, so the mysterious new worker has come to steal the weasel's heart?" Saitoh smirked evilly as he crossed his arms in front of his chest.
"Why don't you leave? It's obvious Misao isn't interested in you anymore." Saitoh was shocked. His eyes widened slightly; 'So THAT'S why he's so pissed off! He thinks ME and MAKIMACHI have something going on!' Saitoh was instantly caught up with hopes of having a little fun with the situation.
"Well, shouldn't we leave that up to HER?" Saitoh walked out of the room and as soon as he passed Aoshi, he looked back at him over his shoulder. "See you at dinner Shinomori."
MISAO'S POV
It was dinner time, and Okon and Omasu had already set the table. To tell the truth, Misao wasn't all that interested in eating. Everyone found a seat at the table, and for some strange reason, Saitoh had basically FORCED Jiya to move so that he could sit by Misao. Misao shrugged and took a sip from her glass of water.
"Has anyone seen Aoshi anywhere?" Misao looked back at Okon and they sort of stared at each other with an awkward look of confusion. His seat was empty. Misao sighed and knew that this was somehow her fault. Saitoh looked a little upset about Aoshi's absence too, but Misao just assumed it was his stupidity at work.
"Well, you all enjoy this meal. I can find Aoshi." Misao stared up at the now standing Saitoh and shook her head slightly. "I'll bring him back Makimachi, NO WORRIES!" Before Misao could stop him, he had already slammed the shoji door closed behind him.
"You heard him Misao. Come on, you really SHOULD try Omasu's soup! It's really good stuff!!!" Misao looked at Shiro and shook her head 'no' politely.
"I will in a minute. I don't think Saitoh knows where Aoshi is exactly." Misao knew that that was a lie. If anyone could track better than her, it had to be that chump Saitoh. "I'll be back!" In a flash, she too was gone.
AOSHI'S POV
He was sitting calmly in the middle of the temple when he literally "felt" that wolf standing outside. His emotions were already running a muck through his life and Aoshi was struggling trying to keep them under control
"Is there something you want, or are you just gonna stand there all night?"
"I guess you do have a point Shinomori." Saitoh slid open the door and stepped inside the dimly lit room. "So...how are things?"
Aoshi grunted in frustration. He knew that this punk was having too much fun with him. Saitoh was standing behind him, so Aoshi calmly stared back at him over his shoulder but gave him a warning glare none the less.
"Why the hostility Shinomori? Could it be because 'I' had what you've always wanted? Believe me, she's not worth all of this...fuss..anyway."
"I don't need you to tell me anything Saitoh." Aoshi closed his eyes in fury and looked forward to straighten out his neck.
"It's such a shame to see such a talented fighter, such as yourself, out here losing your sanity over a weasel like her, I mean, come on Shinomori! What's gotte---?"
"I do not need you to tell me what or how I should be feeling right now. Nothing has happened between us, nor will there ever. My only concern is to make sure my new coworker doesn't have to put up with you hassling her. Now, if you don't have anything else to say, I'd appreciate it if you'd leave." Saitoh's eyes widened for a second then narrowed. He knew that Shinomori was lying, but it would be pointless to make him say otherwise. Suddenly, this was a lot less fun than Saitoh had imagined it'd be. He closed his eyes and started walking towards the door.
"Shinomori, you're making a mistake." Saitoh slid the door open and saw Misao standing just outside the door. Startled, he took a step backwards.
"I---uh, I think I'll be leaving now." Misao said hesitantly as she spun around as quickly as possible. Aoshi's eyes snapped open from hearing her voice. He stood up instantly, but it was too late, Misao had already taken off into the forest.
"What's with you people always standing outside of doors?" Saitoh knew that it was a lame attempt at trying to lighten the mood. Aoshi pushed him to the side and disappeared into the forest after Misao. Saitoh took out a cigarette and lit it between his lips. "So much drama over nothing..."
MISAO'S POV
'Get a hold of yourself Makimachi. Get it together here! You're losing your composure over a guy, you HARDLY know!' Misao leapt from tree branch to tree branch trying to get as far away from civilization as possible. Up ahead, she could see the clearing leading to her favorite spot. She sighed and slowed her pace enough to breathe normally.
"DAMNIT!" she screamed out loud. Misao jumped down from her high branch and landed gracefully on one knee. She grunted in frustration as she stomped towards the edge of the cliff and peered over. A smile came over her face, but it was quickly washed away once a vision of Aoshi flashed into her mind. "STOP IT MAKIMACHI! JUST STOP! What did you expect? HUH? Did you think he'd fall IN LOVE WITH YOU, just because you kissed his stupid ass at some concert? No." She started to pace back and forth, stomping angrily as she walked. "You're such an idiot! IDIOT! You try SO hard for some guy that has NO intention of liking you! You let that psycho Saitoh get under your skin, and worst of all, you let everything turn to shit over ONE guy...ONE guy, ONE GUY, THAT---THAT...hates you." Misao stopped walking altogether and dropped her head. "He hates you." She whispered.
AOSHI'S POV
He had no idea why he was tracking her down in the woods. The last thing he wanted was to even look at her, but he needed to. He needed to see her. He needed to know that she was safe from anything and everything in the world. He needed her. It was amazing how he could follow her moving as fast as he was, but then he stopped and jumped into a tree above him. Misao looked pissed, and she was walking back and forth towards the edge of a cliff. Had he not found this hiding space, he was sure she'd kill him on the spot.
"STOP IT MAKIMACHI! JUST STOP!" Aoshi simply watched as Misao started to scream at herself. "What did you expect? HUH? Did you think he'd fall IN LOVE WITH YOU, just because you kissed his stupid ass at some concert? No." Misao's eyes were shimmering with unshed tears that reeked havoc over Aoshi's heart. "You're such an idiot! IDIOT! You try SO hard for some guy that has NO intention of liking you! You let that psycho Saitoh get under your skin, and worst of all, you let everything turn to shit over ONE guy...ONE guy, ONE GUY, THAT---THAT...hates you. He hates you."
Aoshi nearly fell out of his tree. He didn't hate her. That was the LAST thing he felt for her, but she would never know that. He said everything wrong. Who was he trying to prove himself to? He could care less what that jerk Saitoh thought, so who was he trying to impress? Who was he trying to fool?
There was only one thing to do, watch her. Misao had stopped moving altogether and it looked as though she was crying, but Aoshi couldn't see her face over her hair. He bent his head down a bit further so he could see more of her through the tree, and he watched as Misao slowly turned and walked towards the edge of the cliff. Slowly, her arms lifted her blue shirt up and over her head.
'WHAT???' Aoshi thought as he tried to lean over ever so slightly, trying to see more of what she was doing. Misao bent down, pulled her pants to the floor, and stepped out of them, tossing them behind her casually with her left foot. Aoshi had lost his breath as he stared at the back of her. Her perfectly toned back was covered only by the back of her simple lavender bra and a swinging blue-black braid. He followed every curve of her body down to the lavender panties, barely covering her greatest asset. Aoshi instinctively dropped down out of the tree and started to walk towards her as she stepped closer to the edge of the cliff. Misao straightened out her back, held her arms out to the sides and started to lean forward. 'OH MY GOD!' Aoshi thought as he started running towards her, 'SHE'S GONNA JUMP!'
"MISAO! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Aoshi leapt off of the cliff as well, reaching out for Misao before he felt his body slam against...water???
MISAO'S POV
Never had Misao been so terrified in her life. Her body surfaced to the top of the water and she gasped for air. 'WHAT WAS THAT?' she thought as she bobbed up and down in search of WHATEVER it was that grabbed her arm during the jump. Suddenly, another body arose from the water, coughing and flailing its arms about. Misao screamed and started swimming towards land.
"AHHHH! SOMEBODY HELP ME! SEA MONSTER!!!!!!" Misao made sure she was far enough away before looking back at the creature, startled; she stopped paddling and stared in shock. "AOSHI?!?"
He had never looked so hot. Misao's mouth gaped open as her eyes traveled along his body, from his black hair dripping over his face and even down his neck. He jumped up as high as he could out of the water, hoping to take in enough oxygen. His dark purple shirt was now black and sticking to his wet body, accentuating every muscle in his chest and stomach. His body fell back, even deeper into the water and Misao started to swim towards him frantically.
"AOSHI! PLEASE DON'T DROWN!" Misao swam to where she last saw his body surface and started to spin around in the water, pumping her arms in order to stay afloat. "AOSHI!" She was becoming worried when she felt someone grabbing her below the water. "AH!!!"
Aoshi's head popped out of the water, and his bangs completely covered his eyes. He grabbed onto Misao's body as he spit water out of his mouth and struggled to catch his breath. Misao stared with her mouth open, trying to grab Aoshi's shoulders to calm him, but it was useless. His hands were desperately gripping her everywhere, from her hair, then her shoulders, then her arms, even her face, it wasn't until one of Aoshi's probing hands gripped her breast before he stopped moving completely.
"AOSHI??? Are you alright? ARE YOU OKAY?" Misao ran her hand over his face and brushed his hair back out of his face so he could look her in the eyes. As soon as he realized what he was grasping onto, Aoshi quickly slid his hand up her chest and onto her shoulder as he caught his breath.
"MISAO! WHAT gasp THE FUCK gasp WERE YOU THINKING???" Misao's eyes widened as she cocked her head a bit in confusion.
"ME??? WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING! I just jumped in for a swim, and I hear my name, and someone grabbing me before I hit the water! YOU SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH!"
"WELL GOOD! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I FELT WHEN I SAW YOU JUMPING OFF A CLIFF? I THOUGHT YOU WERE TRYING TO KILL YOURSELF!!!" Misao grabbed onto him and blinked.
"Aoshi, I'm sorry, but I don't think I'd want to kill myself over you." Misao thought about this for a second and her eyes widened. 'But you didn't know there was a lake here. You would have killed yourself for me...' Misao looked back up at Aoshi who was still trying to grasp the concept that he was alive. Slowly, she slid her hands along the sides of his shoulders up along his neck until they were placed on the sides of his cheeks. Aoshi's eyes widened as Misao's face came ever so closely before she tenderly brushed her lips against his.
AUTHOR'S NOTES
I know it's been a LONG while since I've updated this bad-boy... At first, I lost the direction where I wanted to take the story, but after reading some great Aoshi/Misao fics, I found my way again! Tell me if I'm TOTALLY Fing this story up...