Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters or Rurouni Kenshin. Watsuki does that bastard lol only joking!
This is general right now but will turn into a Misao/Aoshi romance!

The Life Of The Socialite

It was the most beautiful morning it had been ever since the month began, the sky was a clear baby blue with a few small wisps of white in which perhaps you could call clouds scattered across the atmosphere. Beneath the sky were trees in full bloom; amongst the rows of green there were breaks of beautiful pink due to cherry blossoms planted between every few trees. The pavement was scattered with fallen petals and small shrubs were seen nearby a neat line of large white houses, each house having a different characteristic of their own. There were virtually no cars passing down the road and only the song of the birds could be heard. All in all, it was a quiet, peaceful morning, until it was broken with a loud shriek of outrage.

"Oh crap I'm late"

Misao practically screamed as she fell out of her king sized bed and ran towards the bathroom just to have it slammed in her face and all she could hear inside the bathroom was the insane laughter of her little brother Yahiko. So the usual morning began with no changes what so ever. Misao was always late and was always locked outside the bathroom waiting for her brother to get out. There were other bathrooms but this was Misao's 'special' bathroom yet nobody understood why.

After the bathroom ordeal Misao ran back to her room and looked at herself in her mirror before screaming as she looked upon a demon from hell, she never knew a bed head could stand up that high, she grabbed a brush and started brushing her midnight locks and tied it into her trademark braid. Apart from the crazy hair she was confronted with a pale heart shaped face, a pert nose and a soft mouth. Her figure itself was petite and perfectly proportioned to the rest of her features, but being a girl, she was not satisfied. The girl pouted slightly and stared at her chest before grumbling to herself and turned around to face her wardrobe. Sliding the door aside, a burst of colour caused her to blink a few times and shake her head.

She had an...eccentric taste for clothes and stared at her collection of skirts, trousers, shirts, jumpers and more. She thought to herself for a few moments before a grin made its way across her face. She flicked through her clothes until she found what she wanted; taking out a denim pinafore which she had only bought last week and a dark purple polo-neck, she laid them on the bed carefully and searched through her wardrobe and found a pair of tights, leg warmers and black and red converse. She checked herself in the mirror nodded in approval and ran downstairs, grabbed her toast and ran to her driver getting in and having him go as fast as he could within the law.

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Silence greeted a ruffled Aoshi as he woke up on his own accord at 7:30, as he looked around his pristine bedroom he searched for anything that might be out of order. His eyes widened and he gasped as he saw something that no neat freak should ever see... his pencil was the wrong way up, he jumped up and ran to his desk flipped his pencil and sat on his desk chair practically gasping for breath, only to have himself jump again and recount how many pencils he had in his holder.

"Ten...yes good same as yesterday" Aoshi muttered staring down at the 10 perfectly shaped same length pencils. He opened his wardrobe and faced blackness but according to him this was the norm. He placed on a black t- shirt with the anarchy sign in red and looked to his trouser section.

"Let's see...shall I wear that leather one or that leather one?" Aoshi finally deciding to choose which leather pants to put on got changed and then decided to have no breakfast. Instead of breakfast Aoshi sat down in his living room and decided to meditate for a healthy 15 minutes. He then got up and sauntered out of his apartment and ran to the bus stop knowing he had 1.58 minutes till the bus arrived; he had even studied the arrival time of the bus. He wanted to be punctual as it was his first day as a sophomore.

Misao arrived at school and tried once again to step out of the car in a non-genki girl type fashion but failed again, why did she always have a habit of jumping?
She stood up and looked around and noticed with happiness that she was wanted in the popular clich‚ again. Taking time to look around she noticed the other groups, there were the nerds who were all sweaty and slicked their hair back thinking it was cool but not knowing it turned them into a pot of grease. They wore slacks and little woolen waistcoats and Dockers and had these thick glasses and they all seemed to be huddled around this little maths book. One of them said something and pointed at the book and they all broke out into laughter...or should I say snorts and guffaws.

She looked at the other side of the campus and found the jocks. They were always wearing sporting clothes and at least one them had a racket or a bat or a ball in their hands, but that didn't stop her from thinking:
'Oh my god look at them they're all gorgeous! How come all jocks are gorgeous? I wish one of them would look at me'
She looked about yet again and found boys staring at her and looking her up and down only to have them look away sharply when she caught them staring. She smiled and raced towards her group. The normal cool people.

"Kaoru!" Misao screamed and jumped on Kaoru, knocking her to the ground and hugged her.

"I haven't seen you since last term! I missed you!" Kaoru sarcastically pretended to cry to have Misao hit her on the head.

"Cut it out"

"Why don't you!" a lump appeared on Misao's head.

"Ow! I didn't do anything!" they stared at each other for a few seconds before bursting out into laughter. They paused and looked up in the distance they saw a tall figure and a smaller figure walking towards him but they could see the hand on the tall figure come rhythmically down and hit the small figure's head over and over again and they could hear the unmistakable sounds of our hero's trademark word!

"Oro! Oro! Oro! ORORORORO! Stop it!" Kenshin shouted and jumped in a pathetic way and hit Sanosuke on his head. Everyone gasped, Kenshin the all round nice guy just hit someone on the head. Misao jumped up and ran around screaming.

"OH MY GOD! Help! Hell had just frozen we're all gonna die"

Everyone looked up and stared at her for a little while until she stopped, looked around, blushed madly and ran back to where Kaoru , Kenshin and Sanosuke were sitting. They got up and ran towards the school as the late bell had just rang yet the first thing that Misao noticed as they were walking down the corridor was Kenshin's arm around Kaoru. She jumped and screamed happily, the group turned her way.

"Oh Yay! Kenshin and Kaoru finally GOT IT ON"

Kaoru blushed and hid behind Kenshin looking cute for once. They were all happy until they walked into the classroom.

"You're late AGAIN"

'Oh god he's scary! Show some emotion dude!' Misao thought and looked at Professor Saitou beneath her eyelashes silently cursing him under her breath, what she didn't know was that the classroom was completely silent and everyone could hear what she was saying. She didn't know that is until this:

"Makimachi I can hear every word you're saying and yet again you have detention and so do the rest of you" Saitou said in his calm voice that scares the hell out of everyone.

(Yeah I know...not much change but yeah I'm just gonna get it alive again you know? But yeah Review it!)