Paradise
When Misao awoke on the large western style bed she was enticed by what she saw. Everything was so elegant and wonderful, all of the colors went together, everone dark yet so beautiful. She found that someone had dressed her and that officially freaked her out but she kept her cool. She assumed that her hair had fallen out of its high pony-tail while she was asleep and pooled out around her hips. She slide off the bed and walked over to the vanity to sit down on the well cushioned seat. Misao gazed at herself image in the mirror, to herself she looked like a goddess, but others probably would still just pass her by like they always did. She knew that she had grown and not just in height, but in other areas that men would wish their wives had. In that uniform she wore you couldn't really tell anything except for that she had nice legs. But in this lovely kimono all her curves and assets shone brightly. If only the people at the Aoiya could see her in this, they wouldn't even recoignise her.
Enishi walked up the steps to go check on Misao, the woman in that room was utterly gorgeous he thought to himself. As he reached her room he slowly opened the cherry wood door, what he saw amazed him, Misao was awake and sitting at the vanity. When he saw her he forgot his purpose to even be in there, all he could think of was that she looked like and angel sitting there with the dim light reflecting off her skin. The swordsman decided to stop staring and cleared his mind off is thoughts before he slipped up.
" I see you're awake Misao, are you hungary?"
" Well-" just then her stomach stepped in to speak for her.
" I'll take that as a yes, the food is already prepared so you can follow me down to the dining hall."
" Alright thank you " she said politely to him and getting up to follow.
When Misao arrived at the table she saw a delicious spread of food out in front of her, she wanted to attacked the food head on but reminded herself to remain lady like. Enishi pulled out her chair for her and for that he recieved a delicate smile.
" This food looks absolutly great,thank you Enishi-sama"
" No need to thank me Makimichi-kun, and please call me Enishi"
" Alright, then you will have to call me Misao"
They spent their lunch talking about passed experiences and basically just getting to know each other. Misao told him of why she left the Aoiya and all the while Enishi was flooding her with compliments. There was much flirting between the two during the day and they became very compatible with one another. Misao and Enishi spent the whole day together and not once did her mind drift away to Aoshi. She hadn't even said his name for three days and in this three days she was the happiest. Misao and Enishi were the talk of the household, the maids and servants watched them together and had grown very accostumed to her.
Misao had been at Enishi's mansion for about a week not even thinking about her home at the other side of town. She was having a blast here with Enishi and frankly she didn't want to go back.
That morning Enishi promised Misao that he would take her in town to shop for some things and boy did he make a mistake.
" Oh my... this kimono is lovely," she said looking to Enishi for his opinion," What do you think?"
" I think my arms are going to fall off if we don't go back now" He looked at Misao with an impatient look.
" This is the last one I promise," she looked at him with pity.
Misao walked out of the dressing rooms with a blood red kimono on that had gold triming on it. Enishi thought he was going to drop right then and there because Misao was a vision to die for at the moment. He was speechless there was nothing he could so but look at her.
" You look... wow...um..beautiful..Misao-chan" he managed to stutter out.
" You think so 'Nishi...I think I'll buy it" she said twirling around in it.
As they walked back home from the market all of the people that Misao walked by would look at her and whisper something to the person next to them.
" 'Nishi why is everyone doing that?" Misao asked in a curious tone.
" Probably because you're walking with me" he replied nonchalantly," people talk but you should never listen to what they say Misao-chan"
As Enishi let the 'chan' out of his an old woman's eyes darted towards him and she whispered to her husband something that Enishi could not hear. He laughed a little to himself because he knew of what the townspeople were speaking of. Yukishiro looked towards his new friend and let what they were saying sink in. They thought that he and Misao were lovers or that she was just some girl he picked up for a little while. Enishi kicked the thoughts out of his mind as he noticed Misao speaking to him.
" Douka shita de gozaru ka?" Misao asked Enishi in a worried tone.
" Gomen, daijobu Misao-chan" reassured Enishi.
When they reached the mansion Enishi had someone take Misao's bags up to her room that was now next to his. Misao went straight to the dining to eat something, Enishi was on his way there untill one of his sevants came up to him.
" Excuse me, Yukishiro-sama but an officer is here to see, he is waiting in the main entrance for you," the servant said quickly in his ear. Enishi walked to the main entrance wondering why the police were here, he had done nothing wrong for sometime now. As he entered the main the first thing he ran into was a cloud of smoke.
A figure was leaning casually against the door frame, he knew this man; Hajime Saitou......
Hey yall I'm back thanks for your reviews and sorry it took so long to update kinda got writers block but its all comin' back to me now. I'm trying really hard to slow the story down to make more sense of whats happening but hey I'm a fast pace person and I want to get to the drama of the story. Also if your wondering what happened to Misao and Enishi in the beginning shall be revealed soon.
jbramx2- Enishi from what I know of used to be a mafia boss so thats how he got all of his money, so thats how he could afford a mansion
Exquisite Cherry- Thank you sooo much for the review it means alot to me you like it.
midnight3498- Thanks for your review glad you like it.