There was a realm of possibility, that she didn't know her past. It would explain so much, but leave just as much to decipher. What would cause her to lose her memory? How had she escaped? Where had she been for the past ten years? Ten years... that would make her sixteen. Today, in fact. 'But... I have to be absolutely certain it's her. And I don't want to look too eager, either.'
"What are you doing here?" 'Well, that was rather blunt, wasn't it?'
"You'll think it's silly."
She hesitated, "Alright. I'm looking for my past."
Eyebrow
"Because I don't remember anything from before I was six or so, I'm sort of... retracing my steps, I guess."
"Well, then. Would you mind coming to lunch with me?"
"Sounds good to me!" 'Well, she certainly has the same spirit.'
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"So, what exactly do you remember?"
"Well, Miss Misao here turned up about 10 years ago," spoke a familiar voice with a heavy accent. I looked up to see Tae, Miss Sae's sister, whom I had only met once before.
"Oh?"
Misao picked up from there, "Sano found me wandering aroung outside Edo Castle. He brought me back to the Kamiya dojo, where I have resided since. Genzai-san looked after us all when Kaoru's parents passed away, but Megumi-san brought us another older figure. But life really improved for us when Kenshin turned up. They've become my family and I love them all dearly, but I need to find out who I am."
"And so Miss Misao's chosen her sixteenth birthday to set out," Miss Tae added.
"Sixteen?" I inquired. 'She's certainly the right age.'
"Yeah, 16," Misao replied indignantly. She does look younger, but that wasn't what I'd meant.
"Say, if you don't remember your past, how do you know when your birthday is?" I really didn't consider the question all that important, but I was curious to know.
"I.. well," she blushed, "I just know. I'd probably have to ask Sanosuke because it was so long ago."
It didn't matter. Her age, birthday, and resemblance all indicated that she must indeed be Misao Makimachi.
"Can I get you something to drink, Shinomori-san?"
"Green tea, please."
Realizing something, I addressed Misao again. "I'm sorry, I don't believe I ever did introduce myself. My name is Aoshi Shinomori."
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Aoshi Shinomori... The name struck an unknown chord in my mind. That seemed to be happening more frequently. Then again, this could be important. Maybe this man knew soemthing of my past. He, too, seemed to be looking for something."
His voice brought me back out of my thougths. "Perhaps we should return to Edo Castle to see if you can remember something."
Maybe...
A/N: I'm so happy! I have my first reviews! Thankyou SpiffySquee! Yeah, the man at the top isn't too mysterious anymore, huh? lol. But great intuition :P Charmed Wolf, if you should find this story, no, I'm not continuing 1:3 My Emotion (which, btw, was supposed to be 1/3 My Emotion, but I couldn't use a slash in the title :P). It was just another one-shot reflection. I seem to be good at those :P I really do like to get reviews. Especially if there's anything in particular that you like about the story. I'm also trying to fix any inconsistancies while I'm typing it up from my notebook, but if you find one, feel free to point it out.