A/N: here it is!!! I give you... chapter six "a story told"... ciao... and
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Disclaimer: nope... not mine.
Chapter 6: a story told
They sat in the middle of the cold distant rain as it poured throughout the vast greeneries of earth. The chilling winds hustling, swiftly passing through paths toward different ways. Under the bright silvery moonlight all things slowly lifted back onto place, they were back again with the soft whispers of the air and the sound of the pouring rain. They can feel the cold wintry chill of the night slowly trickle back onto their bodies as it melted the warmth that had built up between them. He no longer held the soft curves of her body and she touching his soft silken face. They just sat there, their heads bowed down, eyes constantly staring blankly onto the ground, lost in thoughts with no single movement nor a glance to look back onto each other's faces. They were both speechless, with no clue of how to react or what exact words to explain it. It was very complicated as to why they had wanted it, why they had found so much comfort on each other's touch, why they felt happy for the very first time. It was their first encounter of a situation such as this and neither of them knew why.
Misao had been shocked by the fact that she had been kissing him, the young tenken who was merciless and emotionless, the tenken who had been the enemy of her friends and her only family. But as he had held her in his arms she felt nothing of the merciless killer she had known him to be, the way he held her in his arms and the way he had carefully touched her face, everything was so warm and comforting to her that it almost made her feel lost in his arms and there was nothing rough or painful in it. She had never felt the touch he gave her from anyone, even Aoshi. Aoshi had never held her in his arms as he did, he had never kissed her so tender as soujiro had. He had never even showed how much he loved her. It was like this man had been someone in her life for only two days where as Aoshi was the stranger. She tilted her head up and looked upon the moonlight...
And she whispered, "I feel so lost..."
It was at this instant that tears had slowly crawled down her cheeks. It was the same feeling she had felt as she sat inside Aoshi's room, shaken and hurt. She broke into sobs as she buried her face onto her knees trying to hide it from the rain. It was only in a moment that Soujiro had been aware of Misao's cries. He quickly moved toward her held her in his arms once again and comforted her. He felt sad for her, and angry with himself, he was angry for making her cry. He was feeling so many emotions in him that he can no longer hold out. He was very much shocked after the kiss they have had. He felt guilty of what he have done, but he longed for her as he sat behind her only this time he tried so hard to hold out his feelings, he didn't want to scare her or make her feel used. He was scared that she might get hurt. But this was no longer an exception; he needed to comfort her, he wanted to keep her safe. He held her in his arms and slowly touched her face, he felt sad at what he saw. Her eyes were wet with tears as it stared at him with the saddest face, her mouth no longer happy as it used to be but lowed down in a frown. So much sorrow was clearly seen in her face, and he wanted to take whatever burden he had done to her for her to be happier. Soujiro tilted his face down to look at her once again with his sapphire eyes boring through hers. Then Misao let out a faint but radiant smile.
"It's not you Soujiro..." she whispered softly
"Don't say that. I know that it's me who's to be blamed not you, do not do this, please" he said looking at Misao with a certain impression of comfort in his eyes.
"It is before the night you found me that I had confessed my feelings to the one I loved" Misao stared onto Soujiro's eyes of sapphire and in his eyes she saw everything slowly came back, it was midnight when the sound of the pouring rain had beheld the silence of Edo and the skies were no longer tainted with the dark colors purple but of sapphire...
Flash back...
"Aoshi sama" Misao called out from the front door of Aoshi's room, knocking.
"Yes..." Aoshi answered briefly.
"Can I come in? I need to tell you something." She said fidgeting, biting her lower lip.
"I'm in the middle of meditation, cant it wait?" he said in explanation.
"Oh, it's just for a minute, it's really important" she said fidgeting more, as she curls one of fingers onto the tip of her ebony black hair.
"Okay, come in then" Aoshi said briefly.
Misao slowly pushed the door open, held her hands onto her heart and then she took a deep a deep breath.
"You can do it," she whispered to herself as she took one step into where Aoshi had sat.
Return to present...
Misao was telling the story as if it was real and she was vaguely unaware of the continuous flow of tears falling from her cheeks. She choked as she thought about it all. Everything about that night only makes her feel more weak and lonely, her chest felt like it can no longer hold on, she can feel it tightened up as she tries to get hold on onto as much air possible. But at the same time she still proved that she's no weakling, that she's stronger even if she had fallen a couple of times she still tried to keep herself standing. She wanted to let Soujiro know that she was strong, that a little thing like that won't get her down. She had forced herself to keep hold of whatever emotion that was about to burst in her, and tried to keep herself as stable as possible. Soujiro held her in his arms with all the comfort he can give, although it was clear in her face that she was crying and that there was no happiness left in her. There was something in her that he can't help but admire, the fact that even with all the things that had happened and all the pain in her, she was still able to keep herself up, she was still able to keep herself as strong in every single way, with everything that she's got. It was a strength he never realized she had. Misao was smiling as if she was telling a fairytale, but the tears were unstoppable, it flowed and flowed as it drowned her back onto that time... as the rain poured down the earth like tears...
Flash back....
Misao had carefully taken her place to sit at the back of Aoshi, she wanted to be much closer, where as he may see her face to face but she knew that it would disturb him and that it would be too obvious. She was sitting behind him, trying as much as possible to be strong and cheerful.
"What is it that you wanted to tell me Misao?" Aoshi asked, not moving his face to look.
Misao was feeling a lot more nervous, she was trying as much as possible not to be obvious and that she wanted it all to be perfect. She knew that it needs more time, but she can't take it anymore, she can no longer hold out the feeling that has been haunting her every night, the feeling that had taken over everything in her.
"I wanted to say that... I had been thinking," she said staring at the floor as she twisted her feet in circles feeling her heart beat going faster.
"Just this morning as I was sitting on the side of the river, I met this great couple... and they were really nice you know...and there was something in them that made me realize that..." she was starting to feel a lot more weak as she come closer onto the exact word she needed to say.
Misao was running out of air, her heartbeat going faster and faster, she was fidgeting more than she used to, she felt weak at that instance and she can feel her chest tighten up.
"That...." Misao voice starting to get shaky
"What is it Misao?" Aoshi said...
"That I Love you!!!" she said turning her head to look at Aoshi who was still not moving. She was looking at him from his back neck, trying to understand his reactions. But there was nothing that she could tell. She saw no emotion in him; he was sitting as if she had said nothing...
"What is it Aoshi?" Misao asked looking at him from his back. Feeling a lot anxious of what he would say.
"Aren't you going to say anything at all?" Misao said shouting looking hurt.
"Misao..." he said not taking a slight glance at Misao.
Misao slowly turned back onto her place. She forced herself not to think of certain things such as Aoshi rejecting her own feelings. She was trying hard to be strong but in her face, everything was visible, it was very clear that there was sadness within her heart. The truth was that she felt anger rise up...
"Well..." Misao said eager to know how he feels about what she had just said.
"I do love you Misao..." Aoshi said
"But not like this... I can love you but nothing more than a sister."
Aoshi had not given out a reaction enough to describe what he really felt; he just sat behind Misao without a single glance. Misao wasn't able to understand much. Everything had seem to be that simple for him Where as she had to carry all the burdens of it. She was furious at him and she wanted so much to strangle him to death. Tears had suddenly sprung out of her eyes, and it was getting much more difficult for her to keep herself as strong as possible. She was trying to hold out the anger in her. How could she be so stupid, why hadn't she realized that she had thought of her as a sister, not someone he could truly love. She stood up trying to force herself not to cry and then she said...
"I HATE YOU!!!" then she left without another word.
She had locked herself in her room, feeling all her strength gone. She felt weary and weak, no longer able to withstand the feeling of pain that had stabbed her right on the heart. It had never occurred to her that this would happen, she wanted everything to be perfect, it was perfect except for the fact that Aoshi didn't feel the same way. Everything in her had suddenly gone empty, their memories flashing back on her head.
A/N: well I guess it's a bit exaggerated I just wish all of you will still keep on reading it. Well then there it is, I have said it. Now you know why she had been so mad. Just tell me if ever you like it or not... by review of course. Tell me if ever I have mistakes or anything. I am grateful to those who have sent me some... (A bit embarrassing though) THANKS!!!
Disclaimer: nope... not mine.
Chapter 6: a story told
They sat in the middle of the cold distant rain as it poured throughout the vast greeneries of earth. The chilling winds hustling, swiftly passing through paths toward different ways. Under the bright silvery moonlight all things slowly lifted back onto place, they were back again with the soft whispers of the air and the sound of the pouring rain. They can feel the cold wintry chill of the night slowly trickle back onto their bodies as it melted the warmth that had built up between them. He no longer held the soft curves of her body and she touching his soft silken face. They just sat there, their heads bowed down, eyes constantly staring blankly onto the ground, lost in thoughts with no single movement nor a glance to look back onto each other's faces. They were both speechless, with no clue of how to react or what exact words to explain it. It was very complicated as to why they had wanted it, why they had found so much comfort on each other's touch, why they felt happy for the very first time. It was their first encounter of a situation such as this and neither of them knew why.
Misao had been shocked by the fact that she had been kissing him, the young tenken who was merciless and emotionless, the tenken who had been the enemy of her friends and her only family. But as he had held her in his arms she felt nothing of the merciless killer she had known him to be, the way he held her in his arms and the way he had carefully touched her face, everything was so warm and comforting to her that it almost made her feel lost in his arms and there was nothing rough or painful in it. She had never felt the touch he gave her from anyone, even Aoshi. Aoshi had never held her in his arms as he did, he had never kissed her so tender as soujiro had. He had never even showed how much he loved her. It was like this man had been someone in her life for only two days where as Aoshi was the stranger. She tilted her head up and looked upon the moonlight...
And she whispered, "I feel so lost..."
It was at this instant that tears had slowly crawled down her cheeks. It was the same feeling she had felt as she sat inside Aoshi's room, shaken and hurt. She broke into sobs as she buried her face onto her knees trying to hide it from the rain. It was only in a moment that Soujiro had been aware of Misao's cries. He quickly moved toward her held her in his arms once again and comforted her. He felt sad for her, and angry with himself, he was angry for making her cry. He was feeling so many emotions in him that he can no longer hold out. He was very much shocked after the kiss they have had. He felt guilty of what he have done, but he longed for her as he sat behind her only this time he tried so hard to hold out his feelings, he didn't want to scare her or make her feel used. He was scared that she might get hurt. But this was no longer an exception; he needed to comfort her, he wanted to keep her safe. He held her in his arms and slowly touched her face, he felt sad at what he saw. Her eyes were wet with tears as it stared at him with the saddest face, her mouth no longer happy as it used to be but lowed down in a frown. So much sorrow was clearly seen in her face, and he wanted to take whatever burden he had done to her for her to be happier. Soujiro tilted his face down to look at her once again with his sapphire eyes boring through hers. Then Misao let out a faint but radiant smile.
"It's not you Soujiro..." she whispered softly
"Don't say that. I know that it's me who's to be blamed not you, do not do this, please" he said looking at Misao with a certain impression of comfort in his eyes.
"It is before the night you found me that I had confessed my feelings to the one I loved" Misao stared onto Soujiro's eyes of sapphire and in his eyes she saw everything slowly came back, it was midnight when the sound of the pouring rain had beheld the silence of Edo and the skies were no longer tainted with the dark colors purple but of sapphire...
Flash back...
"Aoshi sama" Misao called out from the front door of Aoshi's room, knocking.
"Yes..." Aoshi answered briefly.
"Can I come in? I need to tell you something." She said fidgeting, biting her lower lip.
"I'm in the middle of meditation, cant it wait?" he said in explanation.
"Oh, it's just for a minute, it's really important" she said fidgeting more, as she curls one of fingers onto the tip of her ebony black hair.
"Okay, come in then" Aoshi said briefly.
Misao slowly pushed the door open, held her hands onto her heart and then she took a deep a deep breath.
"You can do it," she whispered to herself as she took one step into where Aoshi had sat.
Return to present...
Misao was telling the story as if it was real and she was vaguely unaware of the continuous flow of tears falling from her cheeks. She choked as she thought about it all. Everything about that night only makes her feel more weak and lonely, her chest felt like it can no longer hold on, she can feel it tightened up as she tries to get hold on onto as much air possible. But at the same time she still proved that she's no weakling, that she's stronger even if she had fallen a couple of times she still tried to keep herself standing. She wanted to let Soujiro know that she was strong, that a little thing like that won't get her down. She had forced herself to keep hold of whatever emotion that was about to burst in her, and tried to keep herself as stable as possible. Soujiro held her in his arms with all the comfort he can give, although it was clear in her face that she was crying and that there was no happiness left in her. There was something in her that he can't help but admire, the fact that even with all the things that had happened and all the pain in her, she was still able to keep herself up, she was still able to keep herself as strong in every single way, with everything that she's got. It was a strength he never realized she had. Misao was smiling as if she was telling a fairytale, but the tears were unstoppable, it flowed and flowed as it drowned her back onto that time... as the rain poured down the earth like tears...
Flash back....
Misao had carefully taken her place to sit at the back of Aoshi, she wanted to be much closer, where as he may see her face to face but she knew that it would disturb him and that it would be too obvious. She was sitting behind him, trying as much as possible to be strong and cheerful.
"What is it that you wanted to tell me Misao?" Aoshi asked, not moving his face to look.
Misao was feeling a lot more nervous, she was trying as much as possible not to be obvious and that she wanted it all to be perfect. She knew that it needs more time, but she can't take it anymore, she can no longer hold out the feeling that has been haunting her every night, the feeling that had taken over everything in her.
"I wanted to say that... I had been thinking," she said staring at the floor as she twisted her feet in circles feeling her heart beat going faster.
"Just this morning as I was sitting on the side of the river, I met this great couple... and they were really nice you know...and there was something in them that made me realize that..." she was starting to feel a lot more weak as she come closer onto the exact word she needed to say.
Misao was running out of air, her heartbeat going faster and faster, she was fidgeting more than she used to, she felt weak at that instance and she can feel her chest tighten up.
"That...." Misao voice starting to get shaky
"What is it Misao?" Aoshi said...
"That I Love you!!!" she said turning her head to look at Aoshi who was still not moving. She was looking at him from his back neck, trying to understand his reactions. But there was nothing that she could tell. She saw no emotion in him; he was sitting as if she had said nothing...
"What is it Aoshi?" Misao asked looking at him from his back. Feeling a lot anxious of what he would say.
"Aren't you going to say anything at all?" Misao said shouting looking hurt.
"Misao..." he said not taking a slight glance at Misao.
Misao slowly turned back onto her place. She forced herself not to think of certain things such as Aoshi rejecting her own feelings. She was trying hard to be strong but in her face, everything was visible, it was very clear that there was sadness within her heart. The truth was that she felt anger rise up...
"Well..." Misao said eager to know how he feels about what she had just said.
"I do love you Misao..." Aoshi said
"But not like this... I can love you but nothing more than a sister."
Aoshi had not given out a reaction enough to describe what he really felt; he just sat behind Misao without a single glance. Misao wasn't able to understand much. Everything had seem to be that simple for him Where as she had to carry all the burdens of it. She was furious at him and she wanted so much to strangle him to death. Tears had suddenly sprung out of her eyes, and it was getting much more difficult for her to keep herself as strong as possible. She was trying to hold out the anger in her. How could she be so stupid, why hadn't she realized that she had thought of her as a sister, not someone he could truly love. She stood up trying to force herself not to cry and then she said...
"I HATE YOU!!!" then she left without another word.
She had locked herself in her room, feeling all her strength gone. She felt weary and weak, no longer able to withstand the feeling of pain that had stabbed her right on the heart. It had never occurred to her that this would happen, she wanted everything to be perfect, it was perfect except for the fact that Aoshi didn't feel the same way. Everything in her had suddenly gone empty, their memories flashing back on her head.
A/N: well I guess it's a bit exaggerated I just wish all of you will still keep on reading it. Well then there it is, I have said it. Now you know why she had been so mad. Just tell me if ever you like it or not... by review of course. Tell me if ever I have mistakes or anything. I am grateful to those who have sent me some... (A bit embarrassing though) THANKS!!!