Author's Note: Wow, another chapter so soon eh? Well that's because of
school. Since it was a half day yesterday, I had four hours of school (two
hours for first period and two hours for second). And during those hours,
we did absolutely nothing. Well.....we watched a movie in History. But
anyway, with nothing to do, I decided to sit at my desk and write. So,
here's the chapter!
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"So what are you going to wear?" Kaoru asked Misao.
"What I usually wear," replied the ninja girl matter of factly.
Kaoru immediately gave her a disapproving look. "Now that won't do. We got to get you something nice to wear."
The two walked through the streets of Kyoto. Misao was immediately suspicious of the dojo instructor. The conversation they had yesterday was still fresh in her mind.
"What do you mean nice?" Misao asked suspiciously.
"Well....." Kaoru held a hand to her chin, thinking. "Maybe a kimono. What color kimono do you think would be good on you?"
Misao's eyes widened. Kimono!? She hated kimonos! Why would Kaoru even think about getting her a kimono!?
The things were useless! You could barely fight in them! What were those things even good for anyway? Nothing!
"No way!" Misao immediately protested. "I am not wearing a kimono!"
"Come on Misao. Don't you want to look good for Soujiro?"
"What have I told you about that Kaoru?"
Kaoru only grinned as she looked at the several stores. She immediately took notice at how crowded the streets were and how packed the stores were with people.
This might be a bit harder then she originally thought.....
Fortunately, Kaoru had gotten some help. She wasn't the only one that wanted to see the ninja girl and former Tenken to be paired up. Okon and Omesu willingly volunteered to help with Operation G.I.D.C.T.
For those who don't know what the G.I.D.C.T. means, it simple means Get In Denial Couple Together. Of course, Kaoru thought of it and was quite proud of it. Everyone else just thought the dojo instructor lost it. Well.....except Okon and Omesu. Must be a woman thing or something.
Anyway, poor Kaoru had opened a door to a wave of insults. Despite thinking this would work, a few did not. As in few, she meant a couple. And as in couple, it was none other then Yahiko and Sano.
Kaoru gritted her teeth at the memory.
They had doubts. And they insulted her! Well, she'll show them! She will do what she said she would do, get Soujiro and Misao together!
She'll show them, she'll show them all! No one insults her and gets away with it! Once she completed Operation G.I.D.C.T., she'll rub it in their faces! Maybe she would harass them about Tsubame and Megumi for revenge.
Either that or make them her taste testers for her cooking. Kaoru mentally dubbed that as Plan B.
Oh sweet revenge..... They will not be shown mercy! (You know what makes this funnier? Kaoru would probably act like this.)
"Uh.....Kaoru?" Misao suddenly spoke, looking up at the older woman and taking a couple of steps back.
The dojo instructor had a slightly crazed look in her eye and a smile was on her face. To Misao, it was a bit of an insane looking smile. Probably she now felt a little nervous of Kaoru.
Pulled out of her thoughts, the crazed look in Kaoru's eye disappeared. Looking down at Misao, the insane looking smile turned into a sheepish one.
"Sorry," apologized Kaoru. "Was thinking of something."
Misao still kept her distance from the woman, who now had her sanity questioned by the ninja girl. Just because she seemed sane now didn't mean that she couldn't go psycho later. Misao wasn't going to be as unprepared as she had been when she met Soujiro. Maybe she should think about getting rid of Kaoru's bokken.
"Hey Kaoru!"
This time it was Misao that got pulled from her thoughts. Turning, she saw Okon and Omesu maneuvering through the crowd to get to them. Misao wondered what they were doing here.
"Okon!" Kaoru greeted as the two ninjas came up to her and Misao. "Did you find anything?"
"Find what?" Misao asked.
"Not so good," Okon informed.
"There's people everywhere," said Omesu. "Most of the stores are out of kimonos. Others don't have very good selections."
'Kimonos?' Misao thought to herself. Then it clicked. 'The traitors!' Then something else clicked. 'Wait, they couldn't get a kimono! I'm saved!'
"We did figure out an alternate method though," said Okon.
'Uh oh.'
Okon and Omesu each held up large bundles of different colored fabrics.
"We thought we could make on," explained Omesu. "Okon and I are good at sewing and you could do the measurements Kaoru."
"Great idea!" Kaoru congratulated.
"No!" Misao argued. "Bad idea!"
"Don't worry Misao, we'll make sure the kimono is nice," assured Omesu.
"I don't want to wear a kimono! And how can you and Okon do this?! I'm your Okashira you traitors!"
"Hey, a girl like you needs someone like Soujiro," said Okon.
"No! Backstabbers!"
"Calm down Misao," said Kaoru. "You'll thank us later."
"Yeah right," Misao scoffed. "What makes you three even think that I'll agree to this?"
The three women glanced at each other. Then, grinning, they looked down at Misao.
".....Uh oh."
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You would have to be deaf to not hear the noises that suddenly broke the silence at the Aoiya. The noises were angry curses and crashes.
Which was why Soujiro was able to hear it.
The former Tenken stopped cleaning the floor. The noises came from behind a door to his right. He was easily able to hear the angry screams that came from within the room. He suddenly thought the curses belonged to Misao.
Soujiro mentally winced when he heard another crash followed by cries of pain. He was thinking about going in to see what's going on when the door was violently opened to reveal Misao, breathing heavily.
"Soujiro!" she cried when she saw him and immediately ran to him. "Help!"
Unfortunately, she didn't get very far. The ninja girl was only able to get one step before Omesu and Okon appeared behind her and grabbed her. Misao struggled and was barely able to touch Soujiro before she was pulled back into the room by the two ninjas. Kaoru ran out of the room and closed the door before pressing her back against it. There was a thud that caused Soujiro to guess that Misao tried to make it to the door before Kaoru closed it.....but wasn't very successful.
Kaoru panted, wiping some sweat from her face. Soujiro noticed the small bruise on her forehead.
".....Trouble?" Soujiro questioned who, despite what he saw, continued to smile.
Kaoru looked up and finally noticed the Rurouni. Smiling sheepishly, she rubbed the back of her head. There was a pause as Kaoru tried to think of something, trying to block out the crashes and angry curses coming from behind the door that she had her back against. She almost jumped when she felt another thud as Misao tried to ram the door open. There was what sounded like a war cry from Omesu and Okon and another angry yelp from Misao a second later.
"We're just trying to make a kimono for her," Kaoru said truthfully, chuckling nervously. "A bit of a stubborn girl really. So.....why don't you go out for a walk or something?"
With that said, Kaoru turned to the door, took a deep breath, opened it, and charged right in before slamming the door shut.
"I got her I got her!" Soujiro heard Kaoru speak.
CRASH
".....I don't got her!"
Soujiro turned and saw Aoshi standing at the end of the hallway, glaring at the former Tenken. A sweatdrop formed on Soujiro's head as he held up his hands in a defensive matter.
"Not me."
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"Wow this is great entertainment," said Devil Misao, munching on some popcorn.
"I agree," replied Devil Soujiro. "Catfights are always the best."
Sitting upon a tree branch, the shoulder angels and devils watched through a window of the Aoiya. Each held their own bags of popcorn as they watched the show.
"She's doing pretty good," said Angel Soujiro. "Three against one and Misao is still holding her own."
"Of course she is," said Angel Misao as she smiled proudly. "I'm her shoulder angel after all."
"HIYA!" Misao screamed from within.
CRASH
"That had to hurt," said Angel Soujiro.
"Where did she learn to do that?" questioned Devil Soujiro.
Angel Misao raised her hand, smiling sheepishly. "That was me."
BONK
"That was a cheap shot!" cried Devil Misao, throwing her bag of popcorn in the air. "Kaoru shouldn't be able to use her bokken!"
"Damn they're getting desperate down there," observed Devil Soujiro.
"Oh oh, she took the bokken!" Angel Misao cheered, now on her feet and hopping excitedly on the tree branch.
BONK, SNAP
"Oooooohhhhhhh," they all said as they winced.
"She's going to feel that in the morning," informed Angel Soujiro.
"That thing broke when it hit Kaoru," said Devil Soujiro. "Surprised she isn't down yet."
"Go Misao go!" Angel Misao cheered. Then her eyes widened as her cheering came to an end. "No Misao no!"
"They got her," said Devil Misao, shaking her head. "She was doing so good too."
Angel Soujiro hung his head as he gave Devil Soujiro ten yen.
"Easy money," said Devil Soujiro.
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Misao tested them, and cursed. Too tight.
The ninja girl had put up a fight, but she ended up losing in the end. Now, she was bound to a chair with rope. Cursing, she pulled against them but still nothing.
She was caught.
In front of her, Kaoru, Okon, and Omesu were looking through a large pile of different colored fabric. One of them would pick up a piece of cloth, walk up to the struggling Misao, hold it over her arm, shake their head, walk back to the pile, then it would start all over again.
Why the hell would she even need a kimono? As she said many times before, they were useless! This was so stupid! Why couldn't she just go to the festival in her regular attire?
"Hope you're not suffocating over there Misao," said Omesu.
"Oh I'm fine," Misao grumbled. "I just have this pain in my back that feels like someone stabbed it."
Ignoring the comment, Omesu dug into the pile of clothing again.
Misao sighed. How she hated this. This was so humiliating. If only she could get out of here.....
Misao's eyes suddenly widened. Maybe she did have a way out.
"I think green would be a good color for the kimono," said Okon, holding up some green fabric.
"Yeah it would match her eyes," agree Omesu.
"What do you think Misao?" asked Kaoru.
No answer.
"Misao?" Blinking, Kaoru turned around to see if anything was wrong.
Misao had disappeared from the chair that she was tied to. Instead, cut cords of rope were on the chair and around it on the ground. A single kunai was on the floor.
"Oh she's good."
"That's our Okashira for you," said Okon.
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Misao kneeled down on the tree branch, hiding behind a clump of leaves. Raising her head over the leaves, she immediately ducked back down when she spotted Kaoru. Kenshin's fiancé stopped and looked around, trying to spot the ninja girl. When she didn't, she continued her search.
A sigh of relief escaped Misao when Kaoru had gone. That was close.
Fortunately, when the three had tied her down, they had forgotten to take Misao's precious kunai. Having been able to slip one into the palm of her hand, she was able to cut the rope and disappear out of the Aoiya unnoticed. And she wasn't planning to go back anytime soon.
Misao sat upon the tree branch, wondering what she would do. Going back to the Aoiya wasn't an option. She was sure Kaoru and the two traitors were expecting her and had set up an ambush. But, during her escape, Misao didn't bring any money with her. Not a problem. She could always hunt for food.
Though last time she ended up in one of her own traps.....
Hey, if worse comes to worse, she could always go back to her seducing ways. It had worked for her in the past after all. But what to do?
Well she couldn't go back. So.....maybe she could hide out or something. And maybe she would come back when the festival began. That would work.
Misao grinned to herself as she stood up on the tree branch. Yes, that would work! And she wouldn't have to wear a kimono! Nothing could stop her now.
SNAP
"....."
Misao looked down at her feet. The tree branch that she had been standing on had disappeared, snapped off (She can't be that heavy can she? O.o).
".....Oh sh-aaahhhh!"
It was then that gravity suddenly took over and Misao found herself falling. There was a loud splash as she landed in the lake.
This wasn't good.
Misao's eyes widened as fear seized her. This lake wasn't like the waist deep river Soujiro tossed her into. She was completely underwater!
When the information hit home, Misao thrashed around in the water. She did not like this! Did not like this at all!
Which way was up? She needed air! She didn't like the water!
But, as Misao thrashed, she only ended up spinning in circles underwater. Her lungs started to burn as they started to hunger for oxygen.
She was going to drown!
A hand suddenly grasped her wrist. With a quick yank, Misao felt herself pulled out of the lake and up to the surface. She immediately coughed, gasping for air. Her savior pulled her out of the lake and onto dry land. Misao continued to cough, though it was nice to breathe air now.
"Thanks," she thanked, without looking to see who had helped her.
"Are you okay Misao?"
Misao immediately froze. Turning, she stared face to face with none other then Soujiro. The former Tenken stared at her, concern showing in his blue eyes.
"Y-yeah," she stammered. "I was just, um, hiding! Yeah! What are you doing here?"
Soujiro shrugged. "Well Kaoru told me to go for a walk while she was helping you get your kimono. So I did."
"Oh.....ok." Misao fell silent hanging her head.
"Misao.....you can't swim?"
The ninja girl stayed silent. Finally, she looked up at Soujiro.
"No. I can't swim."
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Author's Note: Well, surprise surprise. Poor Misao can't swim. Hoped you like this chapter, made sure there was a lot of humor in this. So you better review!
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"So what are you going to wear?" Kaoru asked Misao.
"What I usually wear," replied the ninja girl matter of factly.
Kaoru immediately gave her a disapproving look. "Now that won't do. We got to get you something nice to wear."
The two walked through the streets of Kyoto. Misao was immediately suspicious of the dojo instructor. The conversation they had yesterday was still fresh in her mind.
"What do you mean nice?" Misao asked suspiciously.
"Well....." Kaoru held a hand to her chin, thinking. "Maybe a kimono. What color kimono do you think would be good on you?"
Misao's eyes widened. Kimono!? She hated kimonos! Why would Kaoru even think about getting her a kimono!?
The things were useless! You could barely fight in them! What were those things even good for anyway? Nothing!
"No way!" Misao immediately protested. "I am not wearing a kimono!"
"Come on Misao. Don't you want to look good for Soujiro?"
"What have I told you about that Kaoru?"
Kaoru only grinned as she looked at the several stores. She immediately took notice at how crowded the streets were and how packed the stores were with people.
This might be a bit harder then she originally thought.....
Fortunately, Kaoru had gotten some help. She wasn't the only one that wanted to see the ninja girl and former Tenken to be paired up. Okon and Omesu willingly volunteered to help with Operation G.I.D.C.T.
For those who don't know what the G.I.D.C.T. means, it simple means Get In Denial Couple Together. Of course, Kaoru thought of it and was quite proud of it. Everyone else just thought the dojo instructor lost it. Well.....except Okon and Omesu. Must be a woman thing or something.
Anyway, poor Kaoru had opened a door to a wave of insults. Despite thinking this would work, a few did not. As in few, she meant a couple. And as in couple, it was none other then Yahiko and Sano.
Kaoru gritted her teeth at the memory.
They had doubts. And they insulted her! Well, she'll show them! She will do what she said she would do, get Soujiro and Misao together!
She'll show them, she'll show them all! No one insults her and gets away with it! Once she completed Operation G.I.D.C.T., she'll rub it in their faces! Maybe she would harass them about Tsubame and Megumi for revenge.
Either that or make them her taste testers for her cooking. Kaoru mentally dubbed that as Plan B.
Oh sweet revenge..... They will not be shown mercy! (You know what makes this funnier? Kaoru would probably act like this.)
"Uh.....Kaoru?" Misao suddenly spoke, looking up at the older woman and taking a couple of steps back.
The dojo instructor had a slightly crazed look in her eye and a smile was on her face. To Misao, it was a bit of an insane looking smile. Probably she now felt a little nervous of Kaoru.
Pulled out of her thoughts, the crazed look in Kaoru's eye disappeared. Looking down at Misao, the insane looking smile turned into a sheepish one.
"Sorry," apologized Kaoru. "Was thinking of something."
Misao still kept her distance from the woman, who now had her sanity questioned by the ninja girl. Just because she seemed sane now didn't mean that she couldn't go psycho later. Misao wasn't going to be as unprepared as she had been when she met Soujiro. Maybe she should think about getting rid of Kaoru's bokken.
"Hey Kaoru!"
This time it was Misao that got pulled from her thoughts. Turning, she saw Okon and Omesu maneuvering through the crowd to get to them. Misao wondered what they were doing here.
"Okon!" Kaoru greeted as the two ninjas came up to her and Misao. "Did you find anything?"
"Find what?" Misao asked.
"Not so good," Okon informed.
"There's people everywhere," said Omesu. "Most of the stores are out of kimonos. Others don't have very good selections."
'Kimonos?' Misao thought to herself. Then it clicked. 'The traitors!' Then something else clicked. 'Wait, they couldn't get a kimono! I'm saved!'
"We did figure out an alternate method though," said Okon.
'Uh oh.'
Okon and Omesu each held up large bundles of different colored fabrics.
"We thought we could make on," explained Omesu. "Okon and I are good at sewing and you could do the measurements Kaoru."
"Great idea!" Kaoru congratulated.
"No!" Misao argued. "Bad idea!"
"Don't worry Misao, we'll make sure the kimono is nice," assured Omesu.
"I don't want to wear a kimono! And how can you and Okon do this?! I'm your Okashira you traitors!"
"Hey, a girl like you needs someone like Soujiro," said Okon.
"No! Backstabbers!"
"Calm down Misao," said Kaoru. "You'll thank us later."
"Yeah right," Misao scoffed. "What makes you three even think that I'll agree to this?"
The three women glanced at each other. Then, grinning, they looked down at Misao.
".....Uh oh."
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You would have to be deaf to not hear the noises that suddenly broke the silence at the Aoiya. The noises were angry curses and crashes.
Which was why Soujiro was able to hear it.
The former Tenken stopped cleaning the floor. The noises came from behind a door to his right. He was easily able to hear the angry screams that came from within the room. He suddenly thought the curses belonged to Misao.
Soujiro mentally winced when he heard another crash followed by cries of pain. He was thinking about going in to see what's going on when the door was violently opened to reveal Misao, breathing heavily.
"Soujiro!" she cried when she saw him and immediately ran to him. "Help!"
Unfortunately, she didn't get very far. The ninja girl was only able to get one step before Omesu and Okon appeared behind her and grabbed her. Misao struggled and was barely able to touch Soujiro before she was pulled back into the room by the two ninjas. Kaoru ran out of the room and closed the door before pressing her back against it. There was a thud that caused Soujiro to guess that Misao tried to make it to the door before Kaoru closed it.....but wasn't very successful.
Kaoru panted, wiping some sweat from her face. Soujiro noticed the small bruise on her forehead.
".....Trouble?" Soujiro questioned who, despite what he saw, continued to smile.
Kaoru looked up and finally noticed the Rurouni. Smiling sheepishly, she rubbed the back of her head. There was a pause as Kaoru tried to think of something, trying to block out the crashes and angry curses coming from behind the door that she had her back against. She almost jumped when she felt another thud as Misao tried to ram the door open. There was what sounded like a war cry from Omesu and Okon and another angry yelp from Misao a second later.
"We're just trying to make a kimono for her," Kaoru said truthfully, chuckling nervously. "A bit of a stubborn girl really. So.....why don't you go out for a walk or something?"
With that said, Kaoru turned to the door, took a deep breath, opened it, and charged right in before slamming the door shut.
"I got her I got her!" Soujiro heard Kaoru speak.
CRASH
".....I don't got her!"
Soujiro turned and saw Aoshi standing at the end of the hallway, glaring at the former Tenken. A sweatdrop formed on Soujiro's head as he held up his hands in a defensive matter.
"Not me."
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"Wow this is great entertainment," said Devil Misao, munching on some popcorn.
"I agree," replied Devil Soujiro. "Catfights are always the best."
Sitting upon a tree branch, the shoulder angels and devils watched through a window of the Aoiya. Each held their own bags of popcorn as they watched the show.
"She's doing pretty good," said Angel Soujiro. "Three against one and Misao is still holding her own."
"Of course she is," said Angel Misao as she smiled proudly. "I'm her shoulder angel after all."
"HIYA!" Misao screamed from within.
CRASH
"That had to hurt," said Angel Soujiro.
"Where did she learn to do that?" questioned Devil Soujiro.
Angel Misao raised her hand, smiling sheepishly. "That was me."
BONK
"That was a cheap shot!" cried Devil Misao, throwing her bag of popcorn in the air. "Kaoru shouldn't be able to use her bokken!"
"Damn they're getting desperate down there," observed Devil Soujiro.
"Oh oh, she took the bokken!" Angel Misao cheered, now on her feet and hopping excitedly on the tree branch.
BONK, SNAP
"Oooooohhhhhhh," they all said as they winced.
"She's going to feel that in the morning," informed Angel Soujiro.
"That thing broke when it hit Kaoru," said Devil Soujiro. "Surprised she isn't down yet."
"Go Misao go!" Angel Misao cheered. Then her eyes widened as her cheering came to an end. "No Misao no!"
"They got her," said Devil Misao, shaking her head. "She was doing so good too."
Angel Soujiro hung his head as he gave Devil Soujiro ten yen.
"Easy money," said Devil Soujiro.
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Misao tested them, and cursed. Too tight.
The ninja girl had put up a fight, but she ended up losing in the end. Now, she was bound to a chair with rope. Cursing, she pulled against them but still nothing.
She was caught.
In front of her, Kaoru, Okon, and Omesu were looking through a large pile of different colored fabric. One of them would pick up a piece of cloth, walk up to the struggling Misao, hold it over her arm, shake their head, walk back to the pile, then it would start all over again.
Why the hell would she even need a kimono? As she said many times before, they were useless! This was so stupid! Why couldn't she just go to the festival in her regular attire?
"Hope you're not suffocating over there Misao," said Omesu.
"Oh I'm fine," Misao grumbled. "I just have this pain in my back that feels like someone stabbed it."
Ignoring the comment, Omesu dug into the pile of clothing again.
Misao sighed. How she hated this. This was so humiliating. If only she could get out of here.....
Misao's eyes suddenly widened. Maybe she did have a way out.
"I think green would be a good color for the kimono," said Okon, holding up some green fabric.
"Yeah it would match her eyes," agree Omesu.
"What do you think Misao?" asked Kaoru.
No answer.
"Misao?" Blinking, Kaoru turned around to see if anything was wrong.
Misao had disappeared from the chair that she was tied to. Instead, cut cords of rope were on the chair and around it on the ground. A single kunai was on the floor.
"Oh she's good."
"That's our Okashira for you," said Okon.
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Misao kneeled down on the tree branch, hiding behind a clump of leaves. Raising her head over the leaves, she immediately ducked back down when she spotted Kaoru. Kenshin's fiancé stopped and looked around, trying to spot the ninja girl. When she didn't, she continued her search.
A sigh of relief escaped Misao when Kaoru had gone. That was close.
Fortunately, when the three had tied her down, they had forgotten to take Misao's precious kunai. Having been able to slip one into the palm of her hand, she was able to cut the rope and disappear out of the Aoiya unnoticed. And she wasn't planning to go back anytime soon.
Misao sat upon the tree branch, wondering what she would do. Going back to the Aoiya wasn't an option. She was sure Kaoru and the two traitors were expecting her and had set up an ambush. But, during her escape, Misao didn't bring any money with her. Not a problem. She could always hunt for food.
Though last time she ended up in one of her own traps.....
Hey, if worse comes to worse, she could always go back to her seducing ways. It had worked for her in the past after all. But what to do?
Well she couldn't go back. So.....maybe she could hide out or something. And maybe she would come back when the festival began. That would work.
Misao grinned to herself as she stood up on the tree branch. Yes, that would work! And she wouldn't have to wear a kimono! Nothing could stop her now.
SNAP
"....."
Misao looked down at her feet. The tree branch that she had been standing on had disappeared, snapped off (She can't be that heavy can she? O.o).
".....Oh sh-aaahhhh!"
It was then that gravity suddenly took over and Misao found herself falling. There was a loud splash as she landed in the lake.
This wasn't good.
Misao's eyes widened as fear seized her. This lake wasn't like the waist deep river Soujiro tossed her into. She was completely underwater!
When the information hit home, Misao thrashed around in the water. She did not like this! Did not like this at all!
Which way was up? She needed air! She didn't like the water!
But, as Misao thrashed, she only ended up spinning in circles underwater. Her lungs started to burn as they started to hunger for oxygen.
She was going to drown!
A hand suddenly grasped her wrist. With a quick yank, Misao felt herself pulled out of the lake and up to the surface. She immediately coughed, gasping for air. Her savior pulled her out of the lake and onto dry land. Misao continued to cough, though it was nice to breathe air now.
"Thanks," she thanked, without looking to see who had helped her.
"Are you okay Misao?"
Misao immediately froze. Turning, she stared face to face with none other then Soujiro. The former Tenken stared at her, concern showing in his blue eyes.
"Y-yeah," she stammered. "I was just, um, hiding! Yeah! What are you doing here?"
Soujiro shrugged. "Well Kaoru told me to go for a walk while she was helping you get your kimono. So I did."
"Oh.....ok." Misao fell silent hanging her head.
"Misao.....you can't swim?"
The ninja girl stayed silent. Finally, she looked up at Soujiro.
"No. I can't swim."
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Author's Note: Well, surprise surprise. Poor Misao can't swim. Hoped you like this chapter, made sure there was a lot of humor in this. So you better review!