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The rage of Aoshi kept him awake all night as he searched for the culprit, Kansuke.

The man, as you may recall, made an attempt to rape Misao, but she luckily escaped unharmed physically. Yet her emotional pain was severe. When she returned to the Aoiya she told only Omasu what happened on the good date gone wrong, and intended not to let Aoshi found out, but he felt something wrong and listened to the conversation. Now he is still in search for her date, who is now his new prey. Kagato Kansuke.

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Misao awoke from a peaceful slumber. Outside it was still dim so it couldn't have been later than 5:30 in the morning, but something in the pit of her stomach said something was wrong.

She turned over in her futon, trying to get more sleep, but the more she turned the more uncomfortable she became. Suddenly all the memories of the past day's events rushed back to her.

Tears streamed down her face as she remembered the man straddling her waist trying to get more than a goodnight kiss. Sure she got away fine, but she was traumatized so that she never wanted to date again. One thing she distinctively remembered was yelling at Aoshi before she left. The guilt tears came back as well. It wasn't going to be easy to get over that day.

Finally realizing that she wasn't going to be able to get any sleep, she decided that she should make breakfast, considering there was nothing else to be done.

'I wonder what Aoshi-sama would like. He's probably already awake anyways.' She thought, making her way to Aoshi's room. It surprised her to see the door slid slightly open though. He always made it a point to close it completely so that he was left undisturbed.

'That's odd.' Feeling the bad feeling in the pit of her stomach again she slid the door completely open to check on him. Only to find him gone.

'He…did he…did he leave again?' The thought caused her to have to fight back tears which somehow forced their way out anyways. He always told her when or if he left. He…did he decide that this time he wasn't coming back? No…his swords…they're still here. He wouldn't leave without them. And last night's tea was still there. 'No…he couldn't have heard…no…he isn't the one to eavesdrop, and Omasu and I spoke so softly there was no other way to find out. So…where did he go?'

The only way Aoshi would eavesdrop was if he had a reason to, and she had given him no reason to listen in on her and Omasu.

The feeling in her stomach didn't leave, but she tried her hardest so that she could ignore it.

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Aoshi asked everyone. Everyone who didn't run away from him that is, and finally found the house.

The mysterious man walked up calmly, as if he was an old friend of the resident…then smashed in the door. No one was in the front room, but one of Misao's shoes was.

The sight of it in the house of that piece of trash made Aoshi clench his fists until his knuckles were white. Yet he didn't know that wasn't nearly as bad as it got when he got to the room in which dinner was eaten.

Aoshi walked into the small, poorly decorated room. A little calmer than when he saw the proof of the tale told by Misao, but his anger quickly rose once more as he spotted pieces of the blue kimono which Misao had been wearing the night before.

"Damn that bastard!" he yelled, punching the wall as hard as he could. His knuckles bled from the impact of the punch, but he didn't feel any pain, nor did he really care if he could. The only thing he felt at that moment was anger and hatred.

An hour later Aoshi finally noticed that Kansuke wasn't there. Aoshi decided that he must be in a bar, so he would check those for him. He had to be somewhere.

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Misao was in the middle of cooking when there was a knock at the door. She walked slowly towards it as if she didn't wake up an hour ago but just then.

At the door was someone who gave her a letter. "It's from Himura." She said dryly.

Dear Misao-chan,

We hope you don't mind, but we have decided to come and visit you sometime soon. We should be coming Sunday April 9th. (A/N: I don't know if this is right considering the time period and all so I just picked a random date.) We look forward to seeing you again, especially Kaoru-dono. I can't wait to see you!

Love,

Himura Kenshin.

'What sloppy handwriting.' She slightly giggled at the sight of the ex-murderer's writing on the letter. She looked at the calendar and cried out, "Oh no that's today!" and started running around the Aoiya cleaning as fast as she could.

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Aoshi had been searching bars around town for nearly and hour and a half but the man was still nowhere to be seen. It was now 10:00 a.m. and Aoshi decided that if he wasn't in the next place, he would have a drink himself. He sure needed one right about then.

Once his next search target was spotted he slightly quickened his pace. The bar was very full so it was hard to tell if Kansuke was there or not, but Aoshi could see him nowhere around.

Aoshi went to the other side of the room to sit. The bartender asked his order and he requested warm sake. "Hey guys, what's up?"

That voice…it was so familiar. Vaguely familiar -yes- but familiar none the less.

"Hey Kansuke. Say, what happened to your eye?" Aoshi clenched his cup, almost breaking it at the sound of his name.

"Hehe…I had a feisty one last night." The guys around him chuckled in their disgusting voices.

"Really now? Was it that Miso girl?"

"Misao…and yes. But boy was she a joy ride!" Aoshi's cup finally shattered in his hand.

"Tell us the details man!"

"Okay, okay. I went to pick the girl up, and she was a total babe by the way, and she was stading with her FEMALE roommate and some scrawny guy that must've had a crush on her or something."

It took all of his energy not to stand up and beat the shit out of the guy right then and there, but he wanted to see how far he would go with his tale. "The guy must've been scared of me because when I asked to shake hands with him he ran to his room in fear."

Aoshi was so close to forgetting about the story and beating his ass then. But he wanted to see how much he really needed to be beaten. "After we ate dinner she practically tackled me!"

That was it.

Aoshi walked over to the filthy vermin of a man and hovered over him from behind. "So I ran in to my room in fear is that right?"

Kansuke slowly turned to face the tall swordsman. "Uh…hi…Aoshi was it?"

"So you remembered. I am glad, because you are soon going to fear that name."

A/N: Yes the fight is going to be next chapter! I can't wait to start writing on it either!