The Night Life: Round 4

The music continued to pulse the room, the gothic dressed people dancing their troubles away in the arms of either lovers or strangers. It made no difference to them, just as the crowd made no difference to Aoshi. His attention was focused on only one particular woman right now.

One short, pale, and undeniably attractive woman.

Aoshi watched the black clad-angel next to him with interest. She wore a satin corset that made her chest look bustier then they would be normal. Her slims thighs were visible through the slits in her velvet skirt, also the color of ebony. She raised her glass of Baileys up and took a long sip, her head tilting back and revealing the span of her creamy neck. His eyes were captured by the throbbing of her pulse, and Aoshi felt his mouth go suddenly dry.

Her gaze caught his out of the corner of her blue-green eyes. She slowly set down her glass and turned to Aoshi, challenging his stare with her own as though to ask 'What do you want bub?'

Aoshi smirked slightly at her attitude, and decided he liked her.

"Aoshi."

Her eyebrows tilted up in question and Aoshi chuckled.

"That's my name, Shinomori Aoshi."

"Oh." she replied, a slight blush dusting over her face. "I'm Misao."

He shifted closer to her, allowing her to see his icy orbs and aristocratic features. For a moment, Misao felt her heart skip.

"So Misao, come here often?"

"Not really. A couple of my 'so-called friends' threatened me into coming, and I didn't even get to choose my own clothes!" She said, scrunching her nose in distaste. She saw Aoshi's eyebrow raise amusingly as he looked down at her attire. Suddenly, Misao felt that same rush she had gotten when he was checking her out before. By the time his eyes met her face again, Misao was sure she was blushing ten shades of red.

"I like it on you." Misao was scarlet.

"Th-thanks."

Aoshi internally grinned. Her blush and stutter gave everything away. There was no doubt that little Misao was attracted to him, and he planned to use that to his extreme advantage. He watched her twiddle her fingers in nervousness and Aoshi heard her whisper something about her friends abandoning her.

'Well it just would be so rude to make her uncomfortable.' He thought, barely concealing his devious smirk.

Misao turned in shock when she felt his long fingers close around her wrist. He rose from his chair like a graceful predator and glanced purposely over to the crowded dance-floor.

"C'mon. It's better then sitting around." Aoshi said with a bit of huskiness in his voice. Misao nodded and got up as the butterflies crept up into her stomach.

A fast techno song came on and Aoshi pulled Misao into the center of the dance floor. To say she was nervous was an understatement. How on Earth did she end up dancing with a completely GORGEOUS stranger at a gothic club with her gang no where in sight?

Well no one saw her complaining.

It came to no surprise to her that Aoshi was a very good dancer. His hands settled on her hips and moved her into an intimate rhythm dictated by the pace of the music. His eyes bore into Misao's own crystalline orbs as they moved, seemingly trying to tell her something that she couldn't understand.

The music stepped down a bit and Aoshi spun Misao around so her back was pressed against his chest. She felt his hot breath over her shoulder as his head came to rest there.

"I really would like to see you more often Misao."

'Oh Kami', she thought at the huskiness in his voice. She could feel the softness of his lips brushing her nape, whether the touches were accident or not she had no idea. Why was she feeling like this towards a complete stranger? Ok, a fucking hottie of a stranger, but still!

"What do you think? Do you want to see more of me?" he asked in a seductive sort of way.

"I...I think- OUCH!!"

Misao suddenly felt a sharp prick on the side of her neck. She broke away from Aoshi's chest and pressed her hand to where it hurt. Her eyes widened as she took her hand away and saw a few drops of blood on her fingers. How...?

"Are you ok?" Aoshi looked at her with concern, the iciness of his eyes melting slightly.

"Yeah, I think I'll go to the ladies room and-"

"Misao! There you are!!!"

Misao turned to see Kaoru and Megumi standing next to her, Kenshin and Sano not far behind them. They looked at her for a moment and then noticed the stud standing with her. She watched as Kao and Meg glanced at her with questions in their eyes.

Oh shit, how was she going to explain this one?

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Notes: Sorry if the chapter was a bit long, I just hope Aoshi wasn't too OOC. Good luck, Western Ink!