Lo and Behold

AN: And another pointless plot is afoot. Honestly, when I started writing this I had no idea what I was doing or going with it. Heh I still don't. But hey, uh, if I keep writing it I guess I'll figure it out. Or could get crazier than it already is. Hmm...interesting prospect!

Disclaimer- RK does not, can not, and will not ever belong to me. Damn

Part Tres

When I returned home, I went straight to the kitchen. Okon-san was thrilled to see me. More so than I was comfortable with. It's usually a ' welcome back Misao-chan' or ' glad to see you home Misao-chan.' And of course the occasional , ' Now's not the time Misao-chan!' So very fickle she is, only happy to see me when I have something of hers. Hmm, maybe I could use that to MY advantage!

" Misao-chan, now be the good little girl that I know you are and give me my kimono." Hehehe. Not that easy, especially after the hell I went through to get it.

" Oh," I said coyly. " You do want it, don't you?" She raised an eyebrow. Good, she's suspicious of me. Simply wonderful! For once, Misao is the mysterious one.

With a frown she stepped closer to me and stared down at me. Hard. " Give it," she said as calmly as she could manage. The underlying sense of frustration was unmistakable. She was pissed.

I nodded and spoke slyly. " You want it...that bad?"

A glare, she opened her mouth. " You have no idea." Throughout this whole conversation I was looking for the perfect time to snap. Now is perfect.

" Oh. I think I do. You want it enough to send me out? Out of the safety of my home-"

She raised her hand to interrupt. Not gonna happen.

" To the streets. Why? Because I know them so well? Is that it?"

" Now, that's not true-"

" To find a shop for kimono? Which, I must note, I never wear!"

" Misao-chan."

" To what? Meet up with a crazy pervert of an old woman, who thinks she is simply lovely half, no, naked?"

" Misao-chan!"

" Is doing your own shopping really below you? I'm the Okashira dammit, not a servant!"

Our little tirade of rebuttals came to an end. She got even closer and said forcefully, " Give it to me NOW!" She grabbed it and I fell to the ground. Damn it was NOT suppose to be that easy.

I sniffled, and she reached out a hand to help me up. " I have a date tonight Misao-chan. Remember you owe me? That's why I sent you." Okon-san gave out a triumphant cackle. But an idea hit.

" Now you owe me." I said.

" How do you figure that," she retorted. Do I really have to repeat myself? Oh well.

" To send me out, out of the comfort of my own-" I started.

She stepped back. " Alright, alright. Not that again." The older woman let out a sigh. " What do you want?"

I paused. Good question, what did I want? Alas, an idea sparked.

" Remember how you said you had a date?"

A nod.

" Well, I want you to help me make Aoshi-sama go on one with me."

I'm sure she wasn't surprised. It was always Aoshi-sama this and Aoshi-sama that. This wasn't completely about trying to spark up this umm...relationship we have. I also wanted to apologize for making his life hell for the past couple of days.

She rolled her eyes. " That's it? Not hard at all. I'll make him fall head over heels for you." Okon-san gave me a smile, " Well he sort of has...considering how you keep crashing into him. He has to fall eventually...-"

My turn.

" Okon-san."

She shook her head. " Meet me in my room later tonight. When Omasu gets back from the market and I get back from my date we'll talk."

I jumped, and gave her a hug. " Thank you!" I squealed.

" Now I have to get ready." She pried herself gently from my arms and walked out of the room. " Don't forget," I heard her call. Forget? Heh, yea that'll happen. I'll just forget about finally catching the love of my life. Oh yea.

As I watched her figure pace away it hit me.

Only a few more hours and Aoshi-sama would be mine.

Forever.

AN #2- This chapter is short. Remember when I said I had no idea where I was going with this. Yup, definitely holds true. I was asking myself what I was doing the whole time. Plz r & r. It helps to know how I'm doing, for some reason I don't get many. Next chapter...STILL unplanned! HAHA!