Disclaimers on everything that I don't own.
Letters,
By Winterwing3000
Dear Aoshi,
I'm sorry that this letter is going to be so horribly written. I'm sitting in a hospital bed right now. I was in a car accident and my hand was injured… but compared to my parents…
Well… It has been nearly two years since I've written to you. I'm sorry that I've lost connection with you; however, I hope that you'll understand that I've been busy with the college life. I'm also very sorry for missing your graduation. I hope that you would forgive me. I had to remain at Logan Airport because the flight was cancelled due to the snowstorm. So I've attached a small gift.
Harvard University is humungous. I can't get around the whole place without getting lost for ten minutes and ending up at the front door. I decided to take up economics and psychology as a major and general medics and journalism as a minor. So… I guess that these two years really changed me a lot, huh? I'm not as short as I used to be now, but still no where near your height. (And some pictures…)
Oh, did you know that Sagara Megumi-sensei taught here? I would've never thought that your cousin was a professor here! She helped me settle down here and has been helping me a lot in my classes, so I'm really grateful for her. But she's not here anymore because she's on a maternity leave…
How many kids does she have now? Three? You must be a proud uncle!
Anyways, I'm going to be coming home in about month. I'll be there on Flight C32 at midnight. But for now…
I… can you come over to America? Just for a week? Please? My parents… they've…
Misao
Misao,
It is fine that you didn't make it. And thank you for the glass bear. It reminded me very much of you.
Yes, Megumi teaches at Harvard and she now has four children.
Just hold on for a few more hours. I'm taking the quickest flight to America right now.
Aoshi
Misao raised her head as she heard the doorknob clicked. Tears immediately sprung to her eyes. She managed to choke out his name. "A-Aoshi…"
Without a word, the black-haired man quickly walked over to her bedside and sat down. "Misao… gomen nasai…"
"They died to save me…" she clenched her fists, knuckles turning white. "It should've been me."
"It isn't your fault." Aoshi said, wrapping his hand over hers.
"I… I know… but I feel so guilty. Feel so helpless that I'm unable to help them." Misao bowed her head, a tear escaping. Was this how Aoshi felt?
"Misao, look at me." He said gently.
Turning her head, their eyes met at an unwavering gaze. Emotions slipped through them like water and finally, she nodded. Carefully, Aoshi sat on her bed and pulled her into a hug.
No more words need to be exchanged…
All was said.
AN: Eh… what? –blinks innocently- I just had an inspiration from watching Angel! Bwhaha! Review!
Moonjava: thanks.
Mandella-sama: you're welcome and I just did! Now… three more to go! Maybe even a bonus chappie… not sure yet! And… you'll see if they do. Just wait! I already have chapter 10 planned out. –grins evilly-