Author's Note: Only seven more days until school's over! Muwahahaha! But
now it's going to feel like forever as I wait for the day x.X My life has
been getting easier. No more soccer until next season starts. But I still
get barbecued at school..... Oh well, here's the chapter for me fic!
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The scent of cooked fish filled the kitchen of the Aoiya. Within, two Rurounis did the work of cooking the caught fish that were in a bucket.
Soujiro had a knife in his hand which he used to effectively gut the fish that he picked up. Kenshin stood nearby, getting some fish as well. As the former Tenken did his share of work with the usual smile on his face, the former Battousai took some glances at him. Knowing that his fiancé would decide to whack him with her bokken if he wouldn't do what she told him to do, Kenshin waited a second before speaking.
"I'm glad to see that you've been doing well here Soujiro," spoke Kenshin.
"I'm glad to have come here," replied Soujiro, continuing to gut the fish. "I now see why you chose to become a Rurouni. Life like that is beautiful."
"That's good to hear. And you and Misao seemed to be doing well two months ago too."
"She is a good friend. She can be abusive and quick tempered, but a good friend nonetheless."
Kenshin paused, wondering if he should ask Soujiro the question he was thinking. Of course, considering what the fic is about and that Kenshin's question revolved around that, he did ask.
"Are you and Misao.....more then friends?" questioned Kenshin.
"I consider her my best friend," replied Soujiro, practically clueless about what Kenshin was getting at.
"That's good. But I was really asking if you two were.....more then that."
Soujiro stopped. His smile twitched but otherwise stayed on his face. There was a moment of silence before he asked, "Are you asking what I think you're asking?"
Kenshin rubbed the back of his head. "Truthfully, I don't know what I'm asking exactly."
Soujiro suddenly felt amused. "Did Kaoru put you up to this?"
Kenshin was only able to nod.
Smiling, Soujiro turned back to his work. The former Battousai watched him, his question not being given an answer.
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"I like what's happening," said Angel Soujiro, smiling to himself.
Devil Misao rolled her eyes, wondering why she had been paired up with Soujiro's shoulder angel. 'Because you'll get distracted if you pair up with Devil Soujiro,' Devil Misao thought, mimicking her counter part's words. Out loud she said, "You shoulder angels get excited about everything don't you?"
Angel Soujiro looked down at her, having been looking over a pot while the shoulder devil sat and looked bored. "You shoulder devils are always so boring aren't you?"
Devil Misao glared. "At least we don't get excited about every singe thing. Besides, we aren't supposed to get the two together. We're supposed to be doing the opposite."
"Well me and Angel Misao agreed that we wouldn't try to get them together as you shoulder devils don't try to separate them," said Angel Soujiro. "That's what makes the bet fair, and more interesting." He turned back to look over the pot, his wings flapping to keep him in the air. "Though the bet looks like it's going to be won by me and Angel Misao."
Devil Misao slapped a hand to her forehead. "Please! They're only talking while cooking fish."
"Talking can be a very good factor."
"Oh come on! Talking is just a waste of time!"
Not it was Angel Soujiro's turn to roll his eyes. "Figures that your manual to shoulder deviling would say that."
"Well what does your say about talking?" questioned Devil Misao.
"That the wrong words are a waste of time," Angel Soujiro replied. "Kenshin and Soujiro's conversation is a good example for using the right words."
"What words? Soujiro didn't even answer the question."
"Exactly!" Angel Soujiro grinned triumphantly.
".....What?"
"Soujiro didn't answer Kenshin's question because he does think of Misao as more of a friend! He just didn't want to tell Kenshin that!"
Devil Misao only stared at the shoulder angel. "And there's a book on this?"
"Get a shoulder angeling manual. Page seven hundred ninety four. The whole chapter is about that."
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"This is boring," said Devil Soujiro, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
Angel Misao turned around and glared at him. "You don't have to be here you know."
"And let my counter part swindle out of our deal? No way."
Angel Misao rolled her eyes, muttering something that sounded like "men." Turning her back to the shoulder devil, Angel Misao watched the scene before her.
While waiting for the two Rurounis to cook, everyone else sat at a table. Er.....two were actually sitting. Three were sleeping and a fourth had been knocked out.
Ayame and Suzume were two of the three sleepers. The train ride had tired out the two sisters and they slept on a nearby futon that had been pulled out for them. The third sleeper was Sano, who was just his lazy self. Yahiko was the one that was knocked out. He learned that Kaoru had decided to bring her bokken when he made a comment and was beaned over the head by it.
Angel Misao noticed how Kaoru had hit Yahiko with more strength then usual. Having been present at the whole introduction with Soujiro, the shoulder angel took note that Yahiko was usually the one receiving hits from Kaoru, whether from a bokken or a fist. Surprisingly, Yahiko would still stand.
The shoulder angel wondered if knocking out Yahiko was an excuse to talk to Misao alone. Angel Misao immediately thought that her counter part would love how Kaoru thought. Mentally, she liked how the woman thought too.
Now suddenly feeling eyes bore into her back, Angel Misao turned around.
Devil Soujiro had been looking at her. When the shoulder angel had turned, he looked away. Angel Misao had still seen him looking at her though.
"What were you looking at?" she asked suspiciously.
"Nothing," he replied. "I wasn't looking at you."
Angel Misao still stared at him suspiciously. "You were staring at me, I want to know why."
Devil Soujiro shrugged. "I was just checking to see if you were as nice as your counter part."
Angel Misao raised an eyebrow at him.
Ding ding ding.
"Hentai!"
Before Devil Soujiro knew it, a clenched fist contacted into his face and he was sent flying away from behind the vase they were hiding behind and went falling off the edge of the table.
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Misao blinked when she thought she heard someone suddenly scream "hentai." But when she turned around, she found no one.
"Did you hear something?" she asked Kaoru.
"I didn't hear anything," replied Kaoru.
Misao took a glance at the table behind her. Finding nothing, she shrugged and turned back to Kaoru.
"I heard that Kenshin asked you to marry him," she said, grinning.
Some red tinted Kaoru's cheeks. "Yeah. I can't believe it though. The first time I met him I was trying to attack him. Funny how we ended up like this."
Misao smiled. "Well Himura needs someone like you. And you need him, considering you can't cook."
Kaoru glared at the ninja girl, who only laughed. In the end, the Kamiya dojo instructor also laughed.
"I've heard that you've been doing well for yourself too," Kaoru suddenly said, now grinning.
Misao stopped laughing at that. Blinking, she stared at Kaoru with a questioning look. "What are you talking about?"
Kaoru's grinned widened, and Misao stared suspiciously at her. "Well?"
"Oh, I know you found your own Rurouni as well," said Kaoru, the grin on her face almost spreading from ear to ear.
Misao raised an eyebrow at her.
Ding ding ding.
"What!?"
Misao's face suddenly turned red. Upon seeing that, Kaoru burst into a fit of laughter.
"I do not like Soujiro like that!" Misao shouted at Kaoru, who continued to laugh.
"Aw come on Misao," said Kaoru between laughter. "It's fun to have your own Rurouni."
"That is not funny! Stop laughing!"
"I know you like him Misao."
"I do not! Shut up! I never liked him like that!"
"Well maybe not now-."
"Shut up!"
Kaoru burst into another fit of laughter.
"Soujiro was a Tenken! Kind of hard to love a guy that had killed a lot of people. And that smile is kind of creepy....."
"But you still love that smile."
"Kaoru, you are going to have a limp when you get married."
Kaoru stifled her laughter but the grin was still on her face. "Misao, you know how Kenshin was once the Battousai. But I love him anyway. I think you're just using that Soujiro was once a Tenken thing as an excuse."
"Don't act like you know me Kaoru."
"Oh I do Misao. You're acting just like me when I met Kenshin."
Misao crossed her arms over her chest, looking away from Kaoru. The ninja girl grumbled to herself.
"What was he like?" Kaoru suddenly asked.
"Hm?" Misao looked up at Kaoru, wondering what she meant.
"Soujiro. What was he like when he was still.....you know?"
"Oh." Misao shrugged. "Weirder then he is now I'll say. He almost killed me twice. Er.....three times. Almost killed me when my back was turned."
"Sounds like you two got off at a good start," commented Kaoru.
"Yeah....."
"Lunch is ready."
Both Misao and Kaoru turned to find Soujiro and Kenshin. They both carried bowls with their cooked fish inside. Misao's mouth watered at the smell, her stomach growling.
'Well at least she'll have someone to cook for her too,' thought Kaoru, grinning.
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"What was that for?" questioned Devil Soujiro, climbing back up to the table.
"You should know baka!" replied Angel Misao, her face still a bit red.
"What? It was a compliment."
"That is not how you compliment people!"
"What did we miss?" asked Devil Misao, appearing in a burst of flame.
"Yeah what's up?" asked Angel Soujiro.
"I don't know," replied Devil Soujiro, rubbing his head. "But I think you shoulder angels are very ungrateful."
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Author's Note: Woohoo! A new chapter is up folks! And with new chapters come new reviews! Now review fools!
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The scent of cooked fish filled the kitchen of the Aoiya. Within, two Rurounis did the work of cooking the caught fish that were in a bucket.
Soujiro had a knife in his hand which he used to effectively gut the fish that he picked up. Kenshin stood nearby, getting some fish as well. As the former Tenken did his share of work with the usual smile on his face, the former Battousai took some glances at him. Knowing that his fiancé would decide to whack him with her bokken if he wouldn't do what she told him to do, Kenshin waited a second before speaking.
"I'm glad to see that you've been doing well here Soujiro," spoke Kenshin.
"I'm glad to have come here," replied Soujiro, continuing to gut the fish. "I now see why you chose to become a Rurouni. Life like that is beautiful."
"That's good to hear. And you and Misao seemed to be doing well two months ago too."
"She is a good friend. She can be abusive and quick tempered, but a good friend nonetheless."
Kenshin paused, wondering if he should ask Soujiro the question he was thinking. Of course, considering what the fic is about and that Kenshin's question revolved around that, he did ask.
"Are you and Misao.....more then friends?" questioned Kenshin.
"I consider her my best friend," replied Soujiro, practically clueless about what Kenshin was getting at.
"That's good. But I was really asking if you two were.....more then that."
Soujiro stopped. His smile twitched but otherwise stayed on his face. There was a moment of silence before he asked, "Are you asking what I think you're asking?"
Kenshin rubbed the back of his head. "Truthfully, I don't know what I'm asking exactly."
Soujiro suddenly felt amused. "Did Kaoru put you up to this?"
Kenshin was only able to nod.
Smiling, Soujiro turned back to his work. The former Battousai watched him, his question not being given an answer.
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"I like what's happening," said Angel Soujiro, smiling to himself.
Devil Misao rolled her eyes, wondering why she had been paired up with Soujiro's shoulder angel. 'Because you'll get distracted if you pair up with Devil Soujiro,' Devil Misao thought, mimicking her counter part's words. Out loud she said, "You shoulder angels get excited about everything don't you?"
Angel Soujiro looked down at her, having been looking over a pot while the shoulder devil sat and looked bored. "You shoulder devils are always so boring aren't you?"
Devil Misao glared. "At least we don't get excited about every singe thing. Besides, we aren't supposed to get the two together. We're supposed to be doing the opposite."
"Well me and Angel Misao agreed that we wouldn't try to get them together as you shoulder devils don't try to separate them," said Angel Soujiro. "That's what makes the bet fair, and more interesting." He turned back to look over the pot, his wings flapping to keep him in the air. "Though the bet looks like it's going to be won by me and Angel Misao."
Devil Misao slapped a hand to her forehead. "Please! They're only talking while cooking fish."
"Talking can be a very good factor."
"Oh come on! Talking is just a waste of time!"
Not it was Angel Soujiro's turn to roll his eyes. "Figures that your manual to shoulder deviling would say that."
"Well what does your say about talking?" questioned Devil Misao.
"That the wrong words are a waste of time," Angel Soujiro replied. "Kenshin and Soujiro's conversation is a good example for using the right words."
"What words? Soujiro didn't even answer the question."
"Exactly!" Angel Soujiro grinned triumphantly.
".....What?"
"Soujiro didn't answer Kenshin's question because he does think of Misao as more of a friend! He just didn't want to tell Kenshin that!"
Devil Misao only stared at the shoulder angel. "And there's a book on this?"
"Get a shoulder angeling manual. Page seven hundred ninety four. The whole chapter is about that."
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"This is boring," said Devil Soujiro, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest.
Angel Misao turned around and glared at him. "You don't have to be here you know."
"And let my counter part swindle out of our deal? No way."
Angel Misao rolled her eyes, muttering something that sounded like "men." Turning her back to the shoulder devil, Angel Misao watched the scene before her.
While waiting for the two Rurounis to cook, everyone else sat at a table. Er.....two were actually sitting. Three were sleeping and a fourth had been knocked out.
Ayame and Suzume were two of the three sleepers. The train ride had tired out the two sisters and they slept on a nearby futon that had been pulled out for them. The third sleeper was Sano, who was just his lazy self. Yahiko was the one that was knocked out. He learned that Kaoru had decided to bring her bokken when he made a comment and was beaned over the head by it.
Angel Misao noticed how Kaoru had hit Yahiko with more strength then usual. Having been present at the whole introduction with Soujiro, the shoulder angel took note that Yahiko was usually the one receiving hits from Kaoru, whether from a bokken or a fist. Surprisingly, Yahiko would still stand.
The shoulder angel wondered if knocking out Yahiko was an excuse to talk to Misao alone. Angel Misao immediately thought that her counter part would love how Kaoru thought. Mentally, she liked how the woman thought too.
Now suddenly feeling eyes bore into her back, Angel Misao turned around.
Devil Soujiro had been looking at her. When the shoulder angel had turned, he looked away. Angel Misao had still seen him looking at her though.
"What were you looking at?" she asked suspiciously.
"Nothing," he replied. "I wasn't looking at you."
Angel Misao still stared at him suspiciously. "You were staring at me, I want to know why."
Devil Soujiro shrugged. "I was just checking to see if you were as nice as your counter part."
Angel Misao raised an eyebrow at him.
Ding ding ding.
"Hentai!"
Before Devil Soujiro knew it, a clenched fist contacted into his face and he was sent flying away from behind the vase they were hiding behind and went falling off the edge of the table.
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Misao blinked when she thought she heard someone suddenly scream "hentai." But when she turned around, she found no one.
"Did you hear something?" she asked Kaoru.
"I didn't hear anything," replied Kaoru.
Misao took a glance at the table behind her. Finding nothing, she shrugged and turned back to Kaoru.
"I heard that Kenshin asked you to marry him," she said, grinning.
Some red tinted Kaoru's cheeks. "Yeah. I can't believe it though. The first time I met him I was trying to attack him. Funny how we ended up like this."
Misao smiled. "Well Himura needs someone like you. And you need him, considering you can't cook."
Kaoru glared at the ninja girl, who only laughed. In the end, the Kamiya dojo instructor also laughed.
"I've heard that you've been doing well for yourself too," Kaoru suddenly said, now grinning.
Misao stopped laughing at that. Blinking, she stared at Kaoru with a questioning look. "What are you talking about?"
Kaoru's grinned widened, and Misao stared suspiciously at her. "Well?"
"Oh, I know you found your own Rurouni as well," said Kaoru, the grin on her face almost spreading from ear to ear.
Misao raised an eyebrow at her.
Ding ding ding.
"What!?"
Misao's face suddenly turned red. Upon seeing that, Kaoru burst into a fit of laughter.
"I do not like Soujiro like that!" Misao shouted at Kaoru, who continued to laugh.
"Aw come on Misao," said Kaoru between laughter. "It's fun to have your own Rurouni."
"That is not funny! Stop laughing!"
"I know you like him Misao."
"I do not! Shut up! I never liked him like that!"
"Well maybe not now-."
"Shut up!"
Kaoru burst into another fit of laughter.
"Soujiro was a Tenken! Kind of hard to love a guy that had killed a lot of people. And that smile is kind of creepy....."
"But you still love that smile."
"Kaoru, you are going to have a limp when you get married."
Kaoru stifled her laughter but the grin was still on her face. "Misao, you know how Kenshin was once the Battousai. But I love him anyway. I think you're just using that Soujiro was once a Tenken thing as an excuse."
"Don't act like you know me Kaoru."
"Oh I do Misao. You're acting just like me when I met Kenshin."
Misao crossed her arms over her chest, looking away from Kaoru. The ninja girl grumbled to herself.
"What was he like?" Kaoru suddenly asked.
"Hm?" Misao looked up at Kaoru, wondering what she meant.
"Soujiro. What was he like when he was still.....you know?"
"Oh." Misao shrugged. "Weirder then he is now I'll say. He almost killed me twice. Er.....three times. Almost killed me when my back was turned."
"Sounds like you two got off at a good start," commented Kaoru.
"Yeah....."
"Lunch is ready."
Both Misao and Kaoru turned to find Soujiro and Kenshin. They both carried bowls with their cooked fish inside. Misao's mouth watered at the smell, her stomach growling.
'Well at least she'll have someone to cook for her too,' thought Kaoru, grinning.
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"What was that for?" questioned Devil Soujiro, climbing back up to the table.
"You should know baka!" replied Angel Misao, her face still a bit red.
"What? It was a compliment."
"That is not how you compliment people!"
"What did we miss?" asked Devil Misao, appearing in a burst of flame.
"Yeah what's up?" asked Angel Soujiro.
"I don't know," replied Devil Soujiro, rubbing his head. "But I think you shoulder angels are very ungrateful."
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Author's Note: Woohoo! A new chapter is up folks! And with new chapters come new reviews! Now review fools!