AN: I'm trying to finish some of these fics before college starts, so here's Meza updated. Please stop saying "Update soon" in your reviews. I'm a very busy person and it only aggravates me to see that instead of "good job, I liked this part particularly..." or "you made a mistake here..." So please.
On that note, I do NOT plan on discontinuing any fics, so those of you waiting for Kirai or To make a Difference to be updated, just be PATIENT. I know it's been over a month since Kirai's been updated but I'm having a friend draw a timeline out for me so I'm waiting on posting chapter one. Any more reviews saying to update or else might result in me removing the fic and reposting later, once I don't feel as pressured. *sighs* Anyway, on with the fic.
Thanks for 100+ reviews, people. :)
Disclaimer: Never have owned it; never will; screw the lawyers. ^_^
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Mezamete-yuku Tamashii :: Awakening Spirits
Chapter 7 :: Proposal
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"Makimachi Misao. Shinomori Aoshi has demanded your return to the Oniwabanshuu. I am here to collect you. And you, Sou, will not get in my way."
Soujiro's smile was not present as he glared at his former comrade. "We'll see about that, Kamatari."
But only Soujiro knew that Kamatari might beat him. Misao had injured him during their spar. Kamatari had the advantage.
Knowing he was not going to let Misao fight, he charged anyway, the Tenken's smile gracing his lips before he let loose a battle cry and attacked.
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"STOP!" Misao yelled, running in between the two charging at each other. Neither wanting to harm the girl in the way, skidded to a stop.
"Out of the way, Misao-san!" Kamatari yelled, scythe raised.
"Misao! Move!" Soujiro growled at the same time, fingers twitching around the hilt of his nihontou.
"No! This is ridiculous! Let's work this out in a civilized manner! And besides, Sou, I'm not stupid! I know I hurt you! I'm not gonna have you get hurt all over again!" Misao lectured, finger shaking at the former Tenken. She then turned her attention to Kamatari. "And, you. If you're telling the truth, then you should at least be willing to settle this without violence. I don't want my Sou-chan hurt."
Soujiro's eyes widened with Kamatari's at Misao's declaration that he was hers. "Your...Sou-chan?" Kamatari inquired, arching a delicate brow.
"Yes, MY Sou-chan. He's my best friend and you're not gonna lay a finger on him!" Misao stated, folding her arms over her chest.
Something, deep down in Kamatari's subconscious, seemed to click. And, then, a faint glimmer of the sparkle that once eminated from the young man's eyes returned. "I...I see. Yes, let's talk."
Misao's smile was brilliant as she nodded and pranced off towards the cabin. Soujiro stared dumbly at her as she passed. "What? How? What?"
Kamatari shrugged and winked as he followed Misao down the field. "Three very excellent questions, Sou."
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After Misao dressed Soujiro's wounds, the boy started making dinner as Misao and Kamatari chatted about random things that most 'girls' chatted about.
Misao turned to Kamatari, the laughter fading as she spoke in a serious tone. "Why did Aoshi-sama want me back?"
Kamatari raked a hand through his hair and sighed. "You're not gonna like what I have to say, Misao-chan."
"I don't care if I like it or not, I need to know, so I can decide on whether or not I'm going to return."
Soujiro happened to walk by at that moment and hear Misao's last sentence. He frowned, not wanting to think about Misao leaving him. They had become so close! She wouldn't just leave to go back to her Aoshi-sama would she? Surely...not...?
Kamatari smoothed out the folds of his kimono and spoke. "He wants to marry you off."
"WHAT?!" Misao shrieked, the same time a crash sounded in the nearby kitchen.
Soujiro stood numbly, staring down at his bloodied hand, where he had crushed the cup within his palm. 'Marry her off..? He wouldn't..he...can't!'
"Like HELL if he even THINKS I will go along with that!" Misao spat, fisting her hands.
"That's why it's already been arranged. As soon as I bring you home, I get my pay and you get shipped off to Hokkaido."
"HOKKAIDO?!"
Another crash.
"Oi! Sou! Will you quit breaking the kitchenware!" Kamatari barked as he put a hand on Misao's shoulder. She jerked away. "Oh, no! I'm not going back!"
"No, no! I'm not gonna take you back! I changed my mind. ...The money doesn't matter now." Kamatari mumbled, a small smile on his lips. Soujiro entered, a bloody cloth wrapped around his hand. "Ehehe, the cups are slippery today."
"Oh, Kami, Sou-chan! How...Oh, I'm not gonna ask." Misao grumbled, running off to where the first aid supplies were. Kamatari shook his head and took a cup from Soujiro.
"Why doesn't the money matter, Kamatari-san?" Soujiro inquired, peering at his former comrade. Kamatari's eyes lit up. "Well, when I saw Misao-chan's declaration out there, she reminded me of myself."
"How?"
"She loves you like I loved Shishio-sama."
Soujiro stared at the young man before him. "Areh? Misao-chan does not love me like that. Haha, where do you get such nonsense from, Kamatari-san?"
"I see it in her eyes. They only sparkle when she's thinking of you. Even mentioning her Aoshi-sama does not give the same effect anymore."
Soujiro's mouth formed a small 'o' as he stared at Kaminari who calmly sipped his tea. Misao came back in, grabbed Soujiro's arm and hastily began to clean the wound. Soujiro watched her, eyes transfixed on her face. Even though she was cleaning a bloody mess, her eyes sparkled like green fireflies. 'They only sparkle when she's thinking of you.'
"I've made my decision." Misao announced as she wrapped Soujiro's hand. He watched as her eyes lost that spark. She looked up and met his gaze with stern resolve.
"I'm going to fight Aoshi-sama. We return tonight so I can challenge Aoshi-sama for my right to choose who I marry."
Soujiro was about to speak when Misao looked down. "And...Sou-chan...if I win..."
Soujiro leaned in, trying to catch her words, like a whisper on clouds.
"If I win...I want to marry you."
Kamatari couldn't hide his smile as Soujiro's eyes widened. 'They only sparkle when she's thinking of you. My God, she does love me. She wants me to marry her...'
Tears stung Misao's eyes for fear of rejection as she looked up to Soujiro, clasping his hands in hers. "I want to marry you, Sou-chan. I think I love you and you're the only person who I could spend my life with."
Soujiro swallowed, having lost his voice. He nodded slowly, breathing in deeply. "I...know you will win...but..."
Misao's heart fell as he tagged that awful word to the end of his statement.
"Even if you didn't win, I would marry you, Misao."
A gasp, and wide jade eyes met soft sapphire. And in the background, Kamatari was giggling like a schoolgirl.
Both Misao and Soujiro whirled around on the crossdresser, snapping. "DO YOU MIND?!"
[Insert General Sweatdrop Here.]
Soujiro turned back to Misao, smiling. "Tomorrow, we go show Shinomori-san what you can do."
"Hai. And who I want to marry." Misao added, before placing a kiss to Soujiro's cheek. In return, Soujiro's smile widened considerably, before he turned and smacked a still giggling Kamatari.
Tsuzukeru...
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Short? Yes! But full of juiciness? YES! I know it's short but we're down to the final chapters so no yelling. If you yell I won't update as fast. ;) *chortles*
C'mon! At least it was juicy! Maybe a bit rushed, but I'm itching to fight Aoshi! .; *mumbles* speaking of fighting, I wish a certain author would update his Sou/Misao fic...*cough*JoakDrysso*cough*
^^; *whistles innocently*
If you don't mind! Leave me a review! A nice one! :P
**Ignore the grammar, I do**
Phoe-chan
On that note, I do NOT plan on discontinuing any fics, so those of you waiting for Kirai or To make a Difference to be updated, just be PATIENT. I know it's been over a month since Kirai's been updated but I'm having a friend draw a timeline out for me so I'm waiting on posting chapter one. Any more reviews saying to update or else might result in me removing the fic and reposting later, once I don't feel as pressured. *sighs* Anyway, on with the fic.
Thanks for 100+ reviews, people. :)
Disclaimer: Never have owned it; never will; screw the lawyers. ^_^
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Mezamete-yuku Tamashii :: Awakening Spirits
Chapter 7 :: Proposal
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"Makimachi Misao. Shinomori Aoshi has demanded your return to the Oniwabanshuu. I am here to collect you. And you, Sou, will not get in my way."
Soujiro's smile was not present as he glared at his former comrade. "We'll see about that, Kamatari."
But only Soujiro knew that Kamatari might beat him. Misao had injured him during their spar. Kamatari had the advantage.
Knowing he was not going to let Misao fight, he charged anyway, the Tenken's smile gracing his lips before he let loose a battle cry and attacked.
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"STOP!" Misao yelled, running in between the two charging at each other. Neither wanting to harm the girl in the way, skidded to a stop.
"Out of the way, Misao-san!" Kamatari yelled, scythe raised.
"Misao! Move!" Soujiro growled at the same time, fingers twitching around the hilt of his nihontou.
"No! This is ridiculous! Let's work this out in a civilized manner! And besides, Sou, I'm not stupid! I know I hurt you! I'm not gonna have you get hurt all over again!" Misao lectured, finger shaking at the former Tenken. She then turned her attention to Kamatari. "And, you. If you're telling the truth, then you should at least be willing to settle this without violence. I don't want my Sou-chan hurt."
Soujiro's eyes widened with Kamatari's at Misao's declaration that he was hers. "Your...Sou-chan?" Kamatari inquired, arching a delicate brow.
"Yes, MY Sou-chan. He's my best friend and you're not gonna lay a finger on him!" Misao stated, folding her arms over her chest.
Something, deep down in Kamatari's subconscious, seemed to click. And, then, a faint glimmer of the sparkle that once eminated from the young man's eyes returned. "I...I see. Yes, let's talk."
Misao's smile was brilliant as she nodded and pranced off towards the cabin. Soujiro stared dumbly at her as she passed. "What? How? What?"
Kamatari shrugged and winked as he followed Misao down the field. "Three very excellent questions, Sou."
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After Misao dressed Soujiro's wounds, the boy started making dinner as Misao and Kamatari chatted about random things that most 'girls' chatted about.
Misao turned to Kamatari, the laughter fading as she spoke in a serious tone. "Why did Aoshi-sama want me back?"
Kamatari raked a hand through his hair and sighed. "You're not gonna like what I have to say, Misao-chan."
"I don't care if I like it or not, I need to know, so I can decide on whether or not I'm going to return."
Soujiro happened to walk by at that moment and hear Misao's last sentence. He frowned, not wanting to think about Misao leaving him. They had become so close! She wouldn't just leave to go back to her Aoshi-sama would she? Surely...not...?
Kamatari smoothed out the folds of his kimono and spoke. "He wants to marry you off."
"WHAT?!" Misao shrieked, the same time a crash sounded in the nearby kitchen.
Soujiro stood numbly, staring down at his bloodied hand, where he had crushed the cup within his palm. 'Marry her off..? He wouldn't..he...can't!'
"Like HELL if he even THINKS I will go along with that!" Misao spat, fisting her hands.
"That's why it's already been arranged. As soon as I bring you home, I get my pay and you get shipped off to Hokkaido."
"HOKKAIDO?!"
Another crash.
"Oi! Sou! Will you quit breaking the kitchenware!" Kamatari barked as he put a hand on Misao's shoulder. She jerked away. "Oh, no! I'm not going back!"
"No, no! I'm not gonna take you back! I changed my mind. ...The money doesn't matter now." Kamatari mumbled, a small smile on his lips. Soujiro entered, a bloody cloth wrapped around his hand. "Ehehe, the cups are slippery today."
"Oh, Kami, Sou-chan! How...Oh, I'm not gonna ask." Misao grumbled, running off to where the first aid supplies were. Kamatari shook his head and took a cup from Soujiro.
"Why doesn't the money matter, Kamatari-san?" Soujiro inquired, peering at his former comrade. Kamatari's eyes lit up. "Well, when I saw Misao-chan's declaration out there, she reminded me of myself."
"How?"
"She loves you like I loved Shishio-sama."
Soujiro stared at the young man before him. "Areh? Misao-chan does not love me like that. Haha, where do you get such nonsense from, Kamatari-san?"
"I see it in her eyes. They only sparkle when she's thinking of you. Even mentioning her Aoshi-sama does not give the same effect anymore."
Soujiro's mouth formed a small 'o' as he stared at Kaminari who calmly sipped his tea. Misao came back in, grabbed Soujiro's arm and hastily began to clean the wound. Soujiro watched her, eyes transfixed on her face. Even though she was cleaning a bloody mess, her eyes sparkled like green fireflies. 'They only sparkle when she's thinking of you.'
"I've made my decision." Misao announced as she wrapped Soujiro's hand. He watched as her eyes lost that spark. She looked up and met his gaze with stern resolve.
"I'm going to fight Aoshi-sama. We return tonight so I can challenge Aoshi-sama for my right to choose who I marry."
Soujiro was about to speak when Misao looked down. "And...Sou-chan...if I win..."
Soujiro leaned in, trying to catch her words, like a whisper on clouds.
"If I win...I want to marry you."
Kamatari couldn't hide his smile as Soujiro's eyes widened. 'They only sparkle when she's thinking of you. My God, she does love me. She wants me to marry her...'
Tears stung Misao's eyes for fear of rejection as she looked up to Soujiro, clasping his hands in hers. "I want to marry you, Sou-chan. I think I love you and you're the only person who I could spend my life with."
Soujiro swallowed, having lost his voice. He nodded slowly, breathing in deeply. "I...know you will win...but..."
Misao's heart fell as he tagged that awful word to the end of his statement.
"Even if you didn't win, I would marry you, Misao."
A gasp, and wide jade eyes met soft sapphire. And in the background, Kamatari was giggling like a schoolgirl.
Both Misao and Soujiro whirled around on the crossdresser, snapping. "DO YOU MIND?!"
[Insert General Sweatdrop Here.]
Soujiro turned back to Misao, smiling. "Tomorrow, we go show Shinomori-san what you can do."
"Hai. And who I want to marry." Misao added, before placing a kiss to Soujiro's cheek. In return, Soujiro's smile widened considerably, before he turned and smacked a still giggling Kamatari.
Tsuzukeru...
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Short? Yes! But full of juiciness? YES! I know it's short but we're down to the final chapters so no yelling. If you yell I won't update as fast. ;) *chortles*
C'mon! At least it was juicy! Maybe a bit rushed, but I'm itching to fight Aoshi! .; *mumbles* speaking of fighting, I wish a certain author would update his Sou/Misao fic...*cough*JoakDrysso*cough*
^^; *whistles innocently*
If you don't mind! Leave me a review! A nice one! :P
**Ignore the grammar, I do**
Phoe-chan