(A/N: Hey, I've got reason to let Soujirou be so... Well, "innocent". Soujirou isn't much of INNOCENT, but more of "emotionless"... Yep. Well, you'd understand! Hereby, I bring you another fluffy chapter, Chapter 7, Kissed!)

(A/N/N: By the way, yes, I'm evil. laughs)

He had kissed her on her lips.

Seta Soujirou had kissed Makimachi Misao on her lips.

THEY'VE KISSED! KISSED!!!!!! As in K-I-S-S KISS!!!!!!!!!

KKKKKKKKKKIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Misao almost died but she didn't. Well, she can't possibly miss her first kiss, can she? She's SO going to taste it.

So, all she have to do was to close her eyes and relax, and cooperate with him.

It felt like... Her lips were being pushed and she kind of liked that feeling. She didn't really know how to explain it, but the pressure on her lips made her feel hot and all that, it was great.

Misao still continued closing her eyes in the kissing position even though Soujirou's lips had left hers before intruding to the French flavour.

Soujirou chuckled when he saw Misao still in the position with her face all flushed up, and then grinned, somewhat evilly.

Maybe she didn't realize about it, maybe no one ever did, a fact about him. The reason he always smiled at her like nothing had happened was because he didn't know how he should look. Should he smile, or look shy or, what? He didn't know, so he just smiled.

And of course, his heart almost dropped out of place when he saw Misao naked the first time at the waters, and when he had the close view of her, well, breasts. He had to look away for a couple of times when he accidentally realized he was staring at her breasts when she was still unconscious.

But he just smiled when it all happened, 'cause he really doesn't know much about feelings.

And of course, he was smiling at Misao when he answered her question without looking like he was ashamed, 'cause he didn't know how to look embarrassed. He didn't carry any blusher with him. Not that blushing needs blusher, that is, but he didn't know how to make his adrenaline go way high to make himself look red. Afterall, he had never make any other emotion other than smiling ever since he had became ShiShiO's follower.

Okay, with the exception of the time during the last battle with Kimura Kenshin, that is. But he can't remember how to make those, those, faces. He can't remember. He doesn't even remember purposely doing them. They just came, and only for a few seconds, as a matter of fact.

So, conclusion; he doesn't know how to make those kind of feeling.

Soujirou looked at Misao, who was STILL at the very position. He chuckled silently. Well, he had watched Yumi and ShiShiO do their kissing stuff before, so he kinda have an idea what he should really do. All he has to do now, was to wait for the right time to come, then he'll strike.

Misao waited. Wait a minute, did he leave his lips away from hers already? She slowly opened one eye to peep.

Her eyes flew open when Soujirou held her chin with his fingers, his tongue in her mouth, wrestling.

She was feeling hot, with all the wrestling and everything. It's really incredible that this innocent guy could do so much.

Soujirou smiled in his mind. He liked it. In fact, a lot. Now, he finally understood why ShiShiO san and Yumi san enjoyed kissing so much.

Maybe he did learn something or two other than killing techniques from ShiShiO san after all.

Aoshi walked along the streets with a group of Meiji Government Policemen behind him. He looked at the different food stores. He stopped at a store that was selling fish balls. He almost smiled as memories of young Misao sticking them into her mouth bubbly.

Then, he sort of frowned, like he always do. Misao, according to Okon and Omasu, had gone off to a little journey with the ex-Tenken, Seta Soujirou, ALONE.

She just didn't understand how dangerous it was.

And she's got news of her being sighted around this area, so he had came her in search for her. This time round, he's going to get her straight back home, and most importantly-

Capture Seta Soujirou and have him killed.

He almost couldn't believe himself when he saw a familiar running across the streets.

"Misao?"

Misao smiled sheepishly, in anyone's opinion it might be, like an idiot.

She held bags of food with her as she ran towards her new home, which was once a ruined temple that had turned into a nice and decent place under the work of Soujirou, carefree.

SHE JUST GOT HER LITTLE, okay, not that little, KISS YESTERDAY NIGHT FROM THE ONE SHE TRULY LOVE YESTERDAY- FROM SETA SOUJIROU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

And she's proud to announce that they had proceeded into the French flavour.

BUT DEFINITELY NOTHING MORE THAN THAT.

It's kind of a pity, though.

MAKIMACHI MISAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! When on EARTH did you became SO lusty????????? He had already kissed you, FRENCH KISSED!

Ever since she's fell in love with Seta Soujirou, she had always been lusty. And that, she only get lusty when it comes to people she truly love, people like Seta Soujirou.

People she would want to greet as bubbly as possible after buying their meals.

"I'M BACK!" Misao greeted bubbly. She heard no reply and looked around for Soujirou.

Where is he? Ah, saw him! He's-

Asleep.

Soujirou was fast asleep, on a chair, leaning his head on a tall table beside the chair. Misao grabbed another chair, put it in front of Soujirou, sat on it and smiled. Misao looked at the sleeping angel and giggled. He looked really cute when he's sleeping. And of course, definitely hot, with those body and facial features and those lips-

Misao stopped smiling and blushed when her gaze met his lips. She was moving forward to those lips, her face blushing redder and redder, her eyes almost closing. Until she found his lips moving. She yanked backwards.

"Misao sama." Soujirou cried in his dreams.

Misao blushed. Did he just dream of her?

DID HE HAD HER IN HIS DREAMS???????????????

KAWAII!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

He's thinking of her in his dreams, DREAMING of her! She's IN his DREAMS! Even when he's sleeping, he's got HER in his mind! Misao screamed in her mind with excitement. Her hands starting waving furiously.

"Daijoubu, Misao sama?" Asked Soujirou as Misao stopped waving her hands and looked at him. Soujirou was looking into her eyes, making Misao feeling uneasily good.

Misao quickly put down her hands and smiled sheepishly at Soujirou, blushing redder than ever.

Soujirou stared at her and chuckled. There's one word in his mind to describe her actions, but he wasn't sure if it was right to use, the word-

CUTE.

"I've bought us food!" Cried Misao in her bubbly tone and took the bags of food. She looked into the bags and starting reciting what she had bought. Misao took out a stick of fish balls and took a small bite out of one of them. Then she started crying "delicious" and went on by telling Soujirou how patient she was that she actually managed to get the best fish balls.

Soujirou chuckled for a while and smiled. Then, he moved forward and took a bite out of the fish ball Misao had bitten, and started chewing with an appetizing look.

Misao almost fainted when she saw Soujirou taking a bite of her fish ball. He looked-

SEXY, for a moment.

Misao blushed and looked at the remaining piece of fish ball. That very small portion of it.

Did they just had an INDIRECT KISS??????

Misao started screaming in happiness in her mind as she blushed madly and enthusiastically ate the remainder of the fish ball. She felt like Soujirou and her were-

A LOVING COUPLE!

She's mad. Totally.

While Misao continued wailing in happiness in her mind, Soujirou sneaked into the nags and took a box. He opened it and found something fresh and probably expensive in it.

Creamy looking cakes.

"Wow. It's like, only the third time, I had ever had a cake like this." Said Soujirou as he held up one of the cakes and had a bite on it. " Oishi." Soujirou commented with a smile and offered another cake to Misao.

It was kind of disappointing to Misao, not able to do anymore of the indirect kiss, but she took on piece and tasted it.

Misao's eyes twinkled. "OISHI!!!!!!" She cried in happiness. It was like her first time in her life that she ever ate something as delicious as this. Okay, it's not as delicious as the two kisses Misao had with Soujirou. But still, it was delicious. Misao ate it up in almost less than two minutes.

"Hora, Misao sama, your fingers are full with cream." Said Soujirou as Misao looked at her finger innocently. Now, when on EARTH did the cream get there?

She thanked the Lord a million times for letting the cream get there, 'cause-

Soujirou had held her hands and licked the cream off her fingers.

Misao blushed and cried madly, AGAIN, in her mind.

May I announce that Misao is definitely OUT OF HER MIND?

Soujirou smiled. "Sorry about that, if you liked the cream, 'cause I kind of like it a lot."

OF COURSE SHE WOULDN'T MIND! AT ALL!

Soujirou chuckled. He really liked teasing Misao, but it seemed like all his teasing made her really happy, like she wanted him to do them. Soujirou looked at Misao and smiled. His heart was thumping really hard as his gaze fixed on Misao. Now, this feeling was pretty new, but had been revealing a lot ever since the day they traveled together. What was this feeling that made his heart feel really hot, twisted, thumping SO HARD at the same time?

What expression should he be making now?

Before Soujirou could figure it out, Misao's gaze started staring in shock at the doorway. Soujirou followed her gaze.

"Aoshi sama?"

(A/N: After the Meiji Government Police Force, here comes Aoshi. Aye, aye, aye, troubles, troubles, troubles. Isn't this great? Well, it kinda sounded not very original. But anyway, thanks for all ya supports and reviews. Please, DO continue supporting me and give me more reviews, 'kay? So I'll now where and what to improve on. Well, so then! CIAO)