Hitokiri of the Bloodless Moon: Here is the first chapter to this fic. I hope Bloody Akiko Nagi the Insane like this so far. On another Note, I will not put up another disclaimer, So if anyone wants to see it, it is in the prologue.

Dedicated too Bloody Akiko Nagi the Insane, because I was a rotten friend by getting her in some trouble; I take some of the blame for her groundation (Bloody Akiko made that word up, it makes sense to me!) from the phone and from seeing her friends, even though it was her older sister who ratted out on her. I want to know how much time her sister spends on the phone and if she is honest with Mrs. Bloody Akiko (my best friends mom) herself!!




Kyoto Ninja

Chapter 1: The Man in the Garden




The day dawned brightly as the sun shown its face to the mountainous terrain of Japan. The birds woke with the rays and started to gather food and sing their morning songs. Sakura blossoms blew from the Sakura tree's and a flower peddler called out the flowers she had in her basket.

But, the Aoiya was in an uproar; Okina was yelling out orders, Ninja's sped here and there, Ochika and Omasu had a big mess in the kitchen and Aoshi could not be found anywhere. This was the picture that met the traveling Tenken, his smile faltered a little, but Okina seemed to be happy to see him.

"Sou-chan, what a wonderful surprise, I only wish that Misao-chan could be here," Okina greeted.

"Okina-san, what happened here?" Soujiro asked.

"We can't find Misao, and you know how she is," Okina said, just then Omasu ran from the kitchen.

"Okina, we just found this stuck to a tree in the garden, and this was with it," Omasu explained, she handed the note to Okina and the Kunai to Soujiro.

"Oh dear, this is not good," Okina said as he read the note. Soujiro took the paper from Okina and read it himself.

"Looks like we have a big problem," Soujiro said.

"It is the Onniwabanshuu's problem, not yours," a cold voice said from behind.

"Good morning Shinamori-san, I figured that I just might help you out," Soujiro smiled at Aoshi.

"Your services are not wanted," Aoshi replied coldly.

"Maybe, and then again Maybe not, but why don't we talk about it. Besides, if Misao was kidnapped, and the kidnappers did any homework, than they would know who is and who isn't Onniwabanshuu," Soujiro smiled.

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Misao floundered in darkness, but soon her senses came back to her. Her head was pounding from the attack that made her unconscious, and she groaned as she sat up. She rubbed her eyes and found that she was in a very huge room. At the corners of the room stood floor and ceiling lamps.

The bed she was in was of western style with a canopy of mosquito netting with the same netting on the pulled and tied at the four posts of the bed. The bed sheets were white, and the bedspread was the color of blood. The floor was of red Tatami matting and the walls were draped in red paint. There was a fire place, with a western styled tabled and chairs sitting in front of it.

On a table, there were three candles that burned lightly. A tray sat on the table. Misao got out of the coverings of the bed, she found that she was dressed in a red silk night gown that went past he feet and billowing sleeves. Her hair had been undone and was held back in a small pony tail, letting the rest fan out.

She walked towards the table; she found that the tray was full of food and that there was a note sitting by it. Misao read the note then crumpled t up. Though, she did eat the food, she wasn't dumb enough not too. Just then, a girl stepped out of the darkness of the room. She was young, probably fifteen, her black hair was in a lose bun held in by chop sticks, and she wore a dark green Kimono with sakura blossoms embroidered all over it.

"Did you enjoy your dinner, Misao-sama?" the girl asked.

"I guess so, where am I and who are you?" Misao asked.

"I am Yuki, and you are deep inside the Sakura Ninja's domain," Yuki replied with a slight smile.

"Your bath is ready, please follow me," Yuki said and waited till Misao had stood. Yuki lead Misao to the room where she had apparently come from. The bath house connected onto the room Misao had found herself. But instead of red, it was blue. The bathhouse smelled like lavender, blue towels had been placed by the furor and steam gathered from the hot water.

Yuki helped Misao undress and get into the tub. Then Yuki pulled out a bottle of lavender soap and washed Misao's hair.

After the bath, Yuki lighted the rest of the lamps in Misao's bedroom and then opened the huge wardrobe that Misao had missed because of the darkness. Misao cringed as she watched Yuki pull out several Kimonos.

"Is there any chance of me getting my Ninja outfit back?" Misao asked, a towel was wrapped around her finger and she tried her hair off with another.

"But, Kasha-sama wants his women in kimonos," Yuki replied with a frown.

"Do you have anything in a bright color than?" Misao rolled her eyes. It looked as if whoever was in charge of the Sakura Ninja's was a real jerk.

"Oh, would this gold one do well for you, Misao-sama?" Yuki asked. She pulled out a gold kimono with a light yellow obi. Roses were embroidered on the sleeves, bottom and the front. Misao shook her head in acceptance; she kept herself from looking like a fish at the richness of the material.

"I know that you want to know what is happening, but I am afraid the Kasha-sama will have to explain, he's good at that," Yuki said as she helped Misao dress.

Yuki took Misao's hand and sat her down at a desk that had perfumes, makeup, jewelry and stationary on it. There was also a mirror that hung on the wall. Yuki combed out Misao's hair, and then she twisted half of it into a bun and let the rest fan out. Yuki placed a glass blown rose in the bun and sprayed Misao with lavender perfume.

"Am I going to meet this Kasha guy?" Misao asked.

"Kasha-sama if you please, hai, you are," Yuki smiled, then she lead Misao out of the room. The hallway they stepped into was nothing special. But there were plenty of guards. Four of them surrounded Yuki and Misao as they made their way through the hall ways.

Soon, Yuki and Misao came to two huge oak doors. One of the guards opened the doors for the two women to enter. The first thing Misao noticed was that the room was surrounded by rock, but that there were huge tree's, grass and flowers lining the pathways. Sun shone brightly from the opening into the cave.

"Misao, my love," someone said, his voice was smooth. Misao turned to where the sound came from. She saw a tall man, with long black hair and mud brown eyes. He wore a black ninja outfit with the Sakura symbol on the left side of his chest. A black cloak was wrapped around his shoulders and billowed out from behind. Yuki bowed then she left.

"What do you want with me?" Misao asked as the man walked closer to her.

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Hitokiri of the Bloodless Moon: Sorry that I must stop right here. But I want to start the second (third?) chapter to this ficci. I hope you like this so far. I am having fun writing it. So please review.