Disclaimer-  I don't own Rurouni Kenshin or the characters

AN:  This is my first fic.  The characters are probably going to be OOC.

Misao tossed and turned in the bed.  It was so hot.  Why wasn't the air conditioner cooling the room off?  A flash of light and the sound of thunder reminded her that the power had gone out long ago.  She flipped onto her back and sighed heavily.  If she didn't get some sleep, she was never going to make it through work the next morning.  She kicked off her sheet and closed her eyes.  Misao was just starting to settle down when she felt the bed give way like someone was sitting down on it.  No one should be sitting on my bed, she thought absent-mindedly.  I live alone.  She felt something move beside her and her eyes popped opened.  She went to sit up but was stopped when her body crashed into another body.  She was pushed back down as the other person moved closer to her and leaned half across her. 

"Hello Misao."  said a cool male voice.

"Who are you and what do you want?"

"You know the answer to both those questions."

Misao wanted to scream and start fighting but for some reason she didn't.  She stiffened as he lazily traced the neckline of her nightgown.  He stopped between her breasts and lowered his hand down over her stomach.  He let his finger run around her navel and moved his hand lower.  Just as he was about to slip his hand between her legs, she jerked her knees clothes. Unfortunately all that did was trap his hand there.  Misao opened her mouth to protest but all that came out was a slight moan as he pressed his hand against her.  Little sparks of electricity coursed through her body.  Her mind felt like it was slowly shutting down as he began rubbing her. "DANGER, RUN!"  her mind screamed.

Misao unlocked her legs rolled onto the floor.  Before she could get up and run for the door, he was in front of her.  She moved backwards until she hit the wall behind her.   As he moved toward her, a picture of a black panther stalking it's prey jumped into her mind.  Well if he's the panther, then I'm the...Misao gasped as she finished the thought to herself...prey.  Why would he want me, she wondered.  I don't even know him.  Exactly who was this man in her room?   She blinked and tired to see a face but all she saw was a tall nicely built silhouette.  The question that truly plagued her was why wasn't she afraid?  He was a strange  man who was touching her in ways that she had never let any other man touch her.  A cold shiver ran down her spine as she realized the answer to her question.  She wasn't afraid because she was turned on.  Misao sighed in both embarrassment and disgust.  How could she want some she didn't know so badly?  But for some confusgin reason, she felt like she did know him.  She closed her eyes and prayed that he'd be gone when she opened them.

"Must we play these games?"  an irritated voice asked in her head.

Misao felt him kneel in front of her and stare.  She could feel his eyes burning through her just waiting for her to open then.  But she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.  She wanted him gone. 

"I'll leave, even though you don't truly want me too."  he said seductively.

Misao's eyes opened slightly as she heard him start to leave.  Why did she suddenly feel so completely alone? 

Because for the first time in a long time you actually want something and for some dumb reason, you're letting it go.

"Don't."  Misao whispered in surrender as she jumped to her feet.

He turned around and she saw a flash of bright white teeth.  Once again the word prey popped into her mind.  She swallowed and wondered if she had made a mistake.  Before she could change her mind, he closed the distance between them and had her pressed against the wall.  He grabbed the end of her nightgown and pulled it up over her head.  Moving away slightly, he looked at her.  Misao could just imagine how he saw her.  A woman with a boyish figure standing naked against a wall.  Her unruly hair had come loose and was now hanging around her shoulders.  She started to become self-conscience as she felt his eyes roam all over her body.  She went to cover herself but he caught her hands.  He let them go and then moved closer to press his lips against hers.  It was a light teasing kiss at first and then he deepened it to an all out passionate kiss.  Misao pulled him closer to her and her body began tingling all over as she felt how aroused he was.  She opened her mouth and let him slip his tongue in.  His mouth began doing a seductive dance in her mouth.  If he could do this with just his mouth, Misao could only imagine what he could to with his hands.  He caught her tongue in-between his teeth and gently sucked on it.  For some reason that was more erotic to Misao than anything else that he had done.  She felt what tasted like blood fill her mouth, but she didn't care.  Any rational thoughts were pushed aside by an overwhelming need to touch and be touched by him. 

"Traitor!"  a voice suddenly yelled behind them.

Before either of them could react, he was shoved forward against her. Both their eyes widened in shock as something metal was thrust through his back and stomach and into her stomach.  Misao looked down and saw the blood seeping through their wounds.  She thought she saw what were his eyes flash silver and then she stared screaming.

"NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Misao jerked up and continued screaming.  She placed her hand on her stomach to stop the blood.  She happened to look down and saw that there was none.  She stopped screaming and looked around.  She was in her bed.  Misao placed her heads in her hand and started crying.

"It was just dream."  she said through the tears.

The minute the sword struck him, Aoshi was immediately slammed back into his body. 

"Damn you."  he said with groan.

The servant who just happened to walk in the room at that moment  thought the groan was a growl aimed at him so he instantly dropped to his knees in apology.

"Please forgive me Lord Aoshi."  he begged.  "I didn't mean to interrupt your connection to the girl."

"You didn't break it."  Aoshi said without thinking.  "She did."

Aoshi got out of his seat and walked over to the window.  Tonight had been very enlightening, even if he had ended up with a sword in his back.  Granted he actually wasn't there, but the thought of being stabbed didn't sit well with him.

"If it would please you master I'll bring the girl here so you can make her yours."  his servant said.

The servant went pale when Aoshi turned to him and smiled.  His lord rarely smiled and if he did, it usually wasn't a good thing. 

"I'm not going to make her mine."  he said without a trace of emotion.  "I'm going to kill her."