(A/N: Been working on MY VERY OWN PERSONAL WEBSITE. YEAH! Be sure to visit it once it's up. I'll inform all of you people out there. Anyway, I'm really grateful for all the reviews. So, here you go Chapter 6, First Kiss!)
Misao stared into the sea of darkness. Where IS she? Is anyone around? HELLO?
She froze when she saw another of her appearing in front of her.
" Soujirou."
And in front of the another her was... Soujirou.
" Misao."
' Why am I seeing this?' Thought Misao as she looked at the two figures in front of her. She blushed brightly when she saw the two figures getting closer and closer to each other. They eyelids are closing and their faces are so near that their noses are touching.
She knew it. They are going to do it.
KISS!
" STOP!" Misao screamed as she sat up straight. She was breathing hard and her face was blushing brightly.
She looked around and found Soujirou no where in sight. Wait a minute, isn't this Soujirou's bed?
Misao blushed.
" KYA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
That's right. She just remembered. She just remembered how Soujirou became faceless, remembered how she stopped him, remembered how the water smelt, remembered how she cared about him.
Remembered how she realized she was in love with him.
Misao blushed bright red when she suddenly remembered how she hugged him on bed last night.
Great, how was she going to face Soujirou for the rest of the day? Great, just great.
NO!!!!!!
" Misao sama?" An inevitably familiar voice ringed in Misao's ears. Misao turned and found Soujirou standing at the doorway.
Misao's face turned red almost immediately. " Ha... Hai?" She stuttered.
" You may want a morning bath. We're going out to buy us some food and clothing." Soujirou gave her his everlasting smile as usual, that made Misao wondered why didn't he felt awkward.
" Um." Misao nodded, her face almost unbearable of the hotness. She quickly stood up and ran off to the waterfall.
She took off her clothes and dipped into the water. Morning water was cold, but she loved the feeling. She sniffed. The water smelt fresher than ever. She splashed the water onto herself, giggling as she played with herself in the water.
She stopped almost immediately when memories of the first night she was here appeared in her mind.
Soujirou saw her naked. Soujirou smiled. Soujirou lent her his clothes. Soujirou helped her comb her hair the next morning. Soujirou made her felt embarrassed. Soujirou chuckled and killed people.
Misao stopped him. Misao hugged him. Misao cried. Misao bathed in the waters. Misao realized she loved him. Misao found him crying. Misao hugged him and they slept through the night.
Misao dreamt of kissing Soujirou.
Misao's face went bright, her thought SO occupied by her memories that made her unable to think of anything else. She got out of the water, changed into her clothes. As she was changing, her mind continued flashing scenes of Soujirou and herself. This was bad.
SHE'S BEING OBSSESSIVE OVER HIM!
Her mind was twirling and whirling about. Her face was turning SO red she almost can't breathe. This was BAD. She couldn't take it anymore. Her head was spinning in great speed...
She blackout just before she could tightened her clothes.
Misao slowly opened her eyes. She looked around at the sky. She felt cold, like there was wind blowing against her breasts. She stopped looking around as her gaze fixed on Soujirou.
" You're awake, Misao sama." Soujirou said with his everlasting smile.Misao smiled at him, until she realized she was lying on his laps.
She sat up straight, moving away from him. She blushed. " When... Since when you are here?" She stammered.
" Since I heard a loud thump and realized you fainted on this spot. But don't you worry, you've only fainted for around ten minutes." Soujirou smiled.
Misao heaved a sigh of relief. Misao put her hand over her chest. Luckily she had wore her clothes before she fainted...
She screamed when she realized she hadn't tightened her clothes, which allowed a big view between her breasts.
Misao blushed and screamed. " Did... Did you saw it?" Misao asked, her face turning SO red 'till she felt really hot as sweat trickled down her neck.
Soujirou smiled innocently. " Saw what?"
" My... My..." HOW COULD SHE EVER SAY IT??????Soujirou saw Misao covering the big gap with her hands and finally understand. " Your breasts?" Asked Soujirou innocently as Misao nodded her head furiously. " Yep. I saw it." He smiled; not knowing how embarrassed Misao felt.
HOW COULD HE EVER SAY ANYTHING LIKE THAT? DOESN'T HE HAVE ANY IDEA HOW SHE IS FEELING??????Misao cried loudly as she ran away in embarrassment, as she tightened her clothes.
There isn't much to see, anyway, though.
HOW SHE HATED HIM. HOW SHE HATED HIS INNOCENCE!!!!!!
How could he ever answer anything like THAT without a sense of SHAME at all? How could he ever feel so relaxed after being hugged, and of course after seeing a nude body and the close view of her breasts? She just doesn't understand. Why on earth did she fall for such a guy like him who doesn't even know how to feel embarrassed?
Great. Just great. Seta Soujirou had seen EVERY single part of her body, especially her breasts, before they even get to be married to each other.
Now, maybe they won't even get to be married to each other.
ARGH!!!!!!
No matter what had happened, life goes on. Soujirou and Misao went to town, with Misao all wondering how she could ever be as innocent as Soujirou, as they walked along the streets shopping for food and clothing.
They stopped at a clothing shop. Misao entered and found kimonos that were cheap and pretty. She gladly chose a few and tried them on.
Nah, yellow kimono with white flower patterns doesn't really suit her that well. But it's pretty, so she'll take it.
Never in the world will green suit her!
Hmm... Light blue coloured kimono with pink sakura patterns around kinda suited her. Hmm... She'll take this too.
She almost fell in love with herself when she saw her reflection on the mirror.
This blue kimono with purple butterfly patterns certainly suited her. She glee at herself and tied her pigtail into two pigtails. Perfect, she thought, as she turned around, stepping out of the changing room.
" Seta!" Soujirou turned around upon hearing his name being called. His smile almost faded when he saw her.
Makimachi Misao, for the first time in her life, looked like an angel.
" How's it?" Misao asked with a chirpy tone.
Soujirou almost lost his senses. He smiled. He looked around and found a purple butterfly head pin on the counter for sale. He bought it and walked towards Misao as she blushed madly. He put it on for Misao.
Misao's face was so close to Soujirou that she could actually FEEL his voice. " Hora," Said Soujirou as he walked a few steps behind away from the blushing Misao. He smiled at her.
Misao smiled and frowned a little. Was that all?
The lady boss of the shop saw Misao and blushed. " It's my honour that this lady could look ever so pretty in my humbly done kimono. It's like angel from heaven!" She complimented as Misao blushed madly. " Young lad, you're really lucky to have such a beautiful girlfriend!"
Misao looked down at the ground, blushing madly.
She could feel her heart twisted when she heard his reply to the lady boss.
" She's just my friend, not my girlfriend."
Misao felt her tears brimming, but kept smiling to hide away her tears.
Why? Just why? Why didn't he feel the same way she does to him?
Soujirou and Misao had gone back to the temple. Misao had finished bathing, and thus it was Soujirou's turn to do so.
Soujirou looked at the sunset as he bathed in the water. He felt his heart bumping in a faster rate when Misao suddenly came into his mind. He put his hand over his chest. This is weird. He felt hot. It's the first time he ever felt this way. What in the world was happening?
He's scared. He's worried. He's confused.
What is this feeling?
The sun was gone and the sky was turning grey. It was time for him to go home now. Misao is waiting for him in her new kimono. Waiting for him with food and wine.
Waiting for HIM.
He stood up, changed into clean clothes that he had brought with him ever since the start of his journey, walked towards the temple as he slowly sees her figure in the dim light in the temple. He smiled as she smiled cheerily at his arrival.
" Mou! Hurry up! I've been waiting for you!" Misao cried.
Soujirou chuckled and entered the temple. " Hai!"
There's nothing to worry about anymore- 'cause she's by his side.
Misao stuffed the food into her mouth angrily as she remember how Soujirou smiled at her previously in the clothing shop- how normal he looked, like nothing happened.
She looked at Soujirou, who was currently smiling like usual, talking about an encounter he had in Tokyo.
Misao stuffed herself in anger, but it slowly changed into pain. Why? Why didn't he feel the same for her as she felt for him?
She looked at him. He looked at her in wonder and smiled.
All she wanted is for him to love herself like she had loved him.
It was kind of hard to believe how worried and scared Soujirou was half an hour ago where his is now, along with Misao, feasting on food and wine.
" And he was sho baka!" Cried Misao with her all flushed up face. Soujirou giggled as he looked at the cup of wine she was holding.
She's drunk, and she's not speaking clearly.
" He left me all alone! SHO ALONE! He doesn't undershtand me at all! Baka! Baka Aoshi shama! BAKA!"
Soujirou chuckled, until he found her tears dripping down her cheeks.
Whoops.
" What happened, Misao sama?" Asked Soujirou as Misao cried and cried as tears dripped down her cheeks unstoppably. " Misao sama?"
" He was sho BAKA! But you! YOU!" She cried and pointed at Soujirou at his face. Soujirou looked at her finger in surprise, almost not smiling. " You're even more BA-KA!" Misao cried as tears continued flowing down her cheeks.
" Me?" Soujirou asked. Misao nodded, that inevitably led her to crying. Soujirou smiled, unsure how he was really feeling now. Misao was dropping into his laps until Soujirou caught hold of her in his arms. She was still crying.
It was the first time, in Soujirou's whole entirely life, did he ever felt how weak a girl can be.
How weak Misao could be.
There she was, crying in front of him, even though Soujirou didn't really know what was happening. But something inside him wanted him to keep her in silence, in peace, in happiness.
But he just didn't know how to, until she continued wailing.
" Baka! Didn't you realished I didn't love Aoshi shama anymore? Didn't you realished I was blushing every time I see you? Didn't you realished I cared a lot for you? Didn't you realished I didn't really get angry with you even though you shaw my boobs? Didn't you realished I had fall for you?" Misao moaned in cried as she placed her face on Soujirou's chest.
Soujirou froze.
Did he hear what he thought he heard?
Did she just say she had fall for him?
Did she mean she was in love with him?
Soujirou didn't moved. His senses were gone, but were soon returned when Misao started beating his chest.
" Baka! Why didn't you feel different when I changed into this baka new kimono? Didn't I looked angelic?" Misao cried as she kept beating on his chest.
Yes, indeed, she looked angelic. But... Soujirou just didn't know how to react, so he just smiled.
" Baka! Baka! Baka. Baka..." Misao's cried faded as Soujirou looked down at her. Misao lifted her head and looked into Soujirou eyes.
She was crying. Not just crying. She looked hurt, as if she knew why she was crying. Like she wasn't drunk anymore.
All of a sudden, her voice was so clear. She was speaking normally again. " Baka. Was smiling all you could do every time you see me?" Puppy-eyes.
He can't stand it anymore. His smile changed into an evil grin as he pushed her down onto the ground.
He grinned at Misao, who looked surprised like she's totally conscious. " You're so going to regret this." Soujirou chuckled evilly as he moved closer to her-
And kissed her on her lips.
(A/N: How was this? Heh heh... I'm really sorry for keeping you guys waiting, but I hope you guys had liked this chapter as much as I do! Anyways, thanks for your supports. SouMi FOREVA!!!)
