Title: Close to you
Author: Shiho-chan (formerly Dori-chan)
Rating: PG-13 (rated for some foul language)
Pairings: Aoshi/Misao, Sano/Megumi, Kaoru/Kenshin and maybe other pairings on the side
Status: Work in progress
Summary: Aoshi, Sanosuke and Kenshin were a new band called Assassins. Now they must encounter with Japan's most popular Divas in turn to be the number one in Japan. But what if they suddenly fall in love with the Divas? AU with lots of OOC
Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin belongs to Watsuki Nobuhiro Sensei, Sony Entertainments, Shonen Jump comic etc. I'm just a little girl with no money. So no suing.
Note: words in Italic means individuals' thought
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Chapter 06
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Next morning
"Misao-chan! Misao-chan! Wake up!" Misao subconsciously heard Okon's voice. Misao mumbled a few incoherent words in reply.
"MISAO-CHAN!" Okon shouted while shaking her shoulder quite roughly.
"WHAT! Can't you see this pretty lady is trying to get some beauty sleep!" Misao snapped back at Okon.
"Whatever Misao… Okina wants you in the studio in 3 hours. Or else you'll not get your annual holiday next year, he said," Okon repeated Okina's strict order to Misao. Misao's eyes bulged out in surprise.
"MY HOLIDAY! HOW DARE HE!" Misao jumped out of the piano seat and run to the nearest bathroom to clean up.
"AHH! MISAO! YOU DROOLED ON THE PIANO COVER!" She winced when she heard Okon's horrified scream.
Roughly 1 hour later
"Oh yeah, where is that Shinamori?" Misao asked Omasu, who was cleaning her room, while Misao packed her stuff.
"Aoshi-san is in the studio I think, restringing his bass," Omasu replied. "Here's your guitar, Misao." She handed over the guitar, when she saw the girl fumbling around looking for something.
"Sankyu! You know me the best! And now I'll go find Shinamori and we can go and meet Jiiya," Misao said while standing up to give Omasu a hug before leaving the room.
The studio was dark, as the shades were pulled over the windows to block the beautifully shining sun. Misao looked around for the familiar figure before walking in to open the shades.
"Don't…" A voice scared her wits out when she was reaching out to pull the shades. "It's too bright…" She recognised the voice as Aoshi's, but she still can't find the person.
"Shinamori… Don't scare me… where the hell are you?" Misao looked around cautiously. A hand suddenly reached out and took a hold of her hand on the shade. "Don't open the shades… the sun hurts my eyes…" Aoshi suddenly whispered into Misao's ear.
Misao's eyes bulged out and she scrambled to get away from the warm body. She was blushing red when she saw Aoshi in his half naked glory in front of her. Aoshi was only wearing his black leather pants and a big fluffy towel was hanging on his left shoulder. His hair was still wet from the shower he just took and he smells like the shampoo in the bathroom. In his left hand was his beloved ESP bass guitar.
"S-T-O-P S-C-A-R-I-N-G M-E" Misao emphasised each letter with a hiss, as she tries to get her blushing under control.
"Gomen… I really didn't mean to scare you this time, but you were trying to open the shades, so I… umm… kind of panicked. Gomen," Aoshi said while looking at Misao.
"Uh… ok…" Misao struggled with the urge to slap her reddened cheeks to stop blushing, and the way Aoshi was looking at her is not exactly helping. "So… Jiya wants us to be in the studio in around 2 hours. Just want to tell you that," Misao kept enough composure to say a complete sentence without stuttering. Guess all those interviews helps, Misao thought.
"Aa… I know, I am the one who spoke to him this morning. So you're ready?" Aoshi asked her, still looking at her.
Misao mentally slapped and reprimanded herself before replying "yes" to Aoshi.
"I'll get my shirt and bag and we can go," Aoshi said while walking out of the room. Misao slumped down on the nearby chair once Aoshi was out of sight. Her blushing came back as she remembered Aoshi's amazingly toned body. Makimachi you better stop blushing now or else… ARGH! DARN YOU AOSHI! Wait… did I just called him Aoshi… Gosh… Misao would have pulled her hair out of her scalp if Aoshi didn't appear.
"Misao? I'm ready. We can go once you're ready," Aoshi said from the door. He was wearing a blank black T-shirt with a sling bag hanging on his right shoulder while his bass guitar case was hanging on his other shoulder.
"Sure! Let's go!" Misao said while picking up her things on the floor, as they had been dropped when Aoshi 'accidentally' scared her that morning.
The car journey didn't stayed silent for a long time, as Misao started asking Aoshi about himself.
"So you play bass?" was her first question. Aoshi nodded in reply. "How long have you been playing it? Can you teach me how to play it? I never really touched a bass before. How 'bout guitar? Can you play it?" Misao's questions flowed out without stopping. She was practically jumping on her seat now.
"Slow down Misao," Aoshi said in the middle of Misao's tirade. Misao stopped immediately. "To answer your questions, I have been playing bass since high school and yes I can teach you, if you're talented of course," Aoshi smirked and looked at Misao briefly before looking back on the road. From what he saw, Misao was pouting and crossing her arms across her chest. "And guitar… I can play it. But I don't really like it. I only use it when I'm composing songs for the band," he continued.
"COOL! You compose songs! UWA! The only person I know who composes is Saitou, but of course I never use his works. Megumi said they are not suited for me and bla bla bla," Misao continued her tirade, less than a few minutes after Aoshi told her to stop. But this time he didn't stop her.
Misao ranted the whole journey, which lasted about 20 minutes, and Aoshi didn't once tried to silence her, only interjecting a few times to answer her curious questioning and to let Misao catch her breath. She sure can hold her breath… Aoshi fought the urge to grin and shake his head.
The studio is bustling with the studio crews doing their jobs. Misao and Aoshi were led immediately to Studio 101, where Okina is waiting for them. A pair of hands encircled Misao once she passed through the door.
"MY LOVELY MISAO! I MISSED YOU!" Misao was gasping for breath as Okina gave her his crushing bear-hug. All the others in the room were practically sweat dropping and Aoshi was just glad he wasn't Okina's target.
"I'm dying… JIYA!" Okina abruptly let her go. Misao sucked in the much needed air into her depleted lungs.
"HAHAHA! I just missed my Misao too much," Okina said while stroking his beard, an attempt of apologetic smile on his lips.
"Missed me my ass… You just want to kill me… stupid jiji" Misao muttered under her breath, but clearly everyone heard it as most of the people snickered.
"I'll pretend I didn't heard that," A sweet smile on his face, a smile which means 'you're so in trouble if you repeat that'. Everyone ignored him, of course. Everyone knows he wouldn't hurt her, maybe with exception of Aoshi.
"Ok… So what's the agenda today?" Misao asked while throwing her guitar and bag of whatever-thing-she-brought next to the worn-out couch. Aoshi did the same, but with much more care for his priceless guitar.
Tae, the manageress of the studio, took out her trusty notepad and read out the schedule planned.
"Since both of you are here, we're planning to write the song today. We need at least 9 songs so both of you have to work hard ne?" Misao replied with a smile, when Tae looked at her hopefully. Tae knew that Misao never liked writing anything under pressure, writer's block she said. "You two can use the office next to this studio ok? No problem?"
Misao flashed an 'ok' sign while Aoshi nodded his head. Then everyone started doing the works again.
2 hours had passed, and Misao haven't even penned down a line of music notes. She stared at the blank piece of paper. Still nothing came to her mind. I need caffeine. Misao stood up, putting the guitar she was using on the guitar stand next to her.
Misao looked over to Aoshi, who was totally focused on his guitar. Unlike hers, his paper was full with notes, scrawled on like he doesn't have time to write properly. He sat hunched on his stool; his hair fell across his eyes in an alluring way. Misao blushed. Oh God… I wasn't thinking about that. Misao Makimachi didn't just thought Shinomori Aoshi is hot. She really wanted to slap herself across her face just to make that thought dissipate. She shut her eyes instead.
"I'm going to get some coke," She announced, walking towards the door, looking back at Aoshi in case he wants her to buy anything for him. Aoshi didn't reply. It was either he didn't heard her or he is just ignoring her. But just as she was stepping out of the room, he said, "green tea".
Misao was happy. She didn't like it when someone didn't reply when spoken to. She replied with an energetic "okay!" before skipping to the nearest vending machine.
Aoshi almost jumped when something cold was pressed onto his left cheek. He turned towards his left. Misao was bending down to look at him, holding a tin of coke in one hand and a tin of green tea on her other hand. The thing was apparently his tin of green tea. His eyes widened. Her wide collar showed parts of her chest to him, and she was totally oblivious of it. Aoshi stared some more at the stunning view displayed before him, before reaching for his tea, eyes still not leaving the view. Misao actually have some breast under those baggy clothes, he noted. Misao stood up, ending the show he was starting to enjoy.
"Ne ne… can you show me what you composed?" Misao asked, bending down to look at the piece of paper. Papers actually, she realized. It seems like Aoshi has done some good job on composing the songs, unlike her.
"Sure…" Aoshi answered, now looking at her ass, which was placed right next to his body. Aoshi averted his eyes to the table in front of him. Misao was looking down at his accomplishment and she was humming out some of the notes, the one which he was still unsatisfied with. Part of it was out of tune and Aoshi can't fix it.
"Maybe you should make these another tone higher," Aoshi snapped out of his thoughts. Misao was pointing at some tunes. He looked down at the note again, making out the new melody in his head. It was perfect.
"Thanks, that helped a lot," He said, staring straight into her eyes. Misao blushed at the praise. Aoshi somehow liked her reaction.
"Ahahaha, it's nothing…" Her blush faded into a light pink hue, making her breathtaking. Aoshi couldn't resist kissing her. So he did.
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TBC
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Oh my god! How evil am I! grinning
Yes, I have finally updated this fic after God knows how long. It's short (I know) but at least I updated right? I'm going to finish this thing, so don't be worried.
It's going to be short, from now on. I just need to make their relation bloom (that wouldn't take long wink wink).
This story will be revised and edited. I am going to make this longer, I think…
I'm going to discontinue Misunderstanding. I'm very sorry… I just can't continue it. And there's a lot of similar fics out there, so read those instead, they are much better than mine anyway. That fic will be removed sometime later.