nilnil : Thanks for reviewing. Kenshin and Kaoru's relationship is a strange one, so I'm kinda just going with whatever feels right when I write it out. Don't worry too much though, there will be some pranks ahead.
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Disclaimer: I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. (I couldn't think of anything creative this time.)
Warnings: Something unexpected. Well, at least I thought that it was really unexpected. I didn't even mean to type it, it just slipped in there all on its own.
Enemies Till The End
Chapter 8
Misao was sitting in her Creative Writing class the next day. She was finding it extremely hard to concentrate on the lesson the teacher was giving. She believed that it had something to do with poetry. Her thoughts were mainly focused on the person in the next row over.
Aoshi Shinomori, the love of her life sat in the next desk over. She couldn't help but turn her head and stare at him. Being so close to him always caused her nerves to tingle and she lost all semblance of concentration. Needless to say, it was not helping her grade at all. Oh well, that just meant that Aoshi had to help her for longer in their tutoring sessions.
Her eyes wandered towards him. His dark bangs fell over those alluring, icy blue eyes as he looked down at whatever he was writing and his strong features were set in their usual unreadable expression. His long graceful fingers moved his pen quickly across the notebook page. It was almost funny to see him at the desk that was clearly too small for him.
Suddenly he glanced up at her. She panicked and quickly turned back to her own notes. Although she wasn't a normally shy person, a bright blush was spreading across her nose and cheeks. She could even feel her ears start to turn pink in her embarrassment.
'As if it is not so obvious now that you were practically drooling over him a few seconds ago. One look at you and anybody could guess.' She thought sarcastically to herself. A very, very, quick glance back over at him showed her that he had gone back to his work. She prayed that he hadn't seen, at least her blush. She could still feel it's lingering effects on her face.
It wasn't her fault that she liked him so much. He was like a magnet that kept drawing her gaze, as well as her thoughts and heart, to him. It was almost a helpless feeling of adoration. She didn't know what he felt though and that left her confused.
She had never openly confessed her feelings to him. Still, it was obvious. The blush when he caught her staring, occasional stuttering when she spoke to him, years of tagging after him. Her friends had certainly caught on to he infatuation with him. She was confused because he had never done anything to get rid of her even when she knew she was being irritating, but he never really acknowledged her. Sure they had spoken, but she didn't know what he saw her as. It was very frustrating.
An irritated sigh left her lips. She really should start paying more attention to the teacher, or at least try to think about something else. How about the mall after school? No. Kaoru and Kenshin? That just reminded her of her own situation. It was hopeless. This wasn't going to work.
Misao looked at the clock. 'Concentrate for five more minutes.' She told herself. 'Five more minutes and then lunch.' Another sigh escaped her and she turned to stare out the window. Then she peeked back at the clock. Forty five seconds had gone by. She fidgeted with her pen before focusing her gaze forward and mentally challenging herself to stay still for the four minutes and fifteen seconds left of class.
Finally the bell rang. Misao didn't think that she had ever had to do anything so difficult before. Remaining still was just something she could not do, but she had nearly managed. She was up and out of her seat in a flash. It was so ironic that she ended up on the blue and white tiled floor with her books scattered in front of her. She huffed with frustration, irritated with herself.
'If I hadn't jumped out of my seat so fast… Damn. I so need to learn how to control myself.' She was growling in her mind. She didn't notice the person gathering up her books for her and placing them on the desk besides her head, she so busy berating herself silently. She only noticed when the person tapped her on the top of her head.
"What?" She scowled upwards. Couldn't the moron see that she was busy? She was met with an outstretched hand. She looked up farther into glacial eyes.
"It looked like you needed a little bit of help and you've been sitting on the floor for a few minutes. I took the liberty of picking up your books." Aoshi told her. Misao blushed once more. 'Oh man, how humiliating!' She turned an even brighter red when she noticed that his hand was still extended towards her.
"Oh!" She took it and pushed herself upwards. She didn't want him to have to actually pull her up. "Thanks!" Her whole hand tingled after he released it. She could have gone on holding on to it all day. It appeared that her blush was going to be permanent for awhile.
"It was no problem." He handed her, her books. "Are you enjoying this class?" He asked. He moved towards the doorway and she automatically followed. She thought about his question and immediately thought of him sitting at his desk. Her thoughts trailed off. Then she realized that once again she had failed to answer him and that permanent blush burned.
"Um, yeah. It's really interesting. I'm surprised that there aren't a lot of other kids taking it." She had managed to say something interesting instead of stupid this time.
"Well, why didn't you take it? I don't think that a lot of kids have really heard about it." He said. They were heading towards the lockers, just as the bell rang signaling that they should be in lunch. Whatever. Everyone was always late to lunch.
"That's true. I only flipped through that book of classes that they send home. I didn't actually read through it." Misao answered. They stopped at her locker. "Thanks for telling me about it though. I really do like it so far." She wasn't always obsessively staring at him.
"I had a feeling that you would like it." He told her. She smiled at him and turned to her locker. She couldn't really think straight at the moment. He had started a conversation with her, kept it going, walk ed her to her locker and was apparently waiting for her to finish putting her books away. He had never ever done anything like this before. Normally she had to go out of her way to get his attention. She realized now that that was why she was so uncomfortable with his attention. He normally didn't pay this close attention to her. It was so uncharacteristic of him and that was why she couldn't function normally. Her fingers were fumbling out her combination., but she couldn't seem to get it right as the thoughts went through her mind. Then…
"Misao." She stopped and turned towards him. Wow. When had he ended up standing so close to her? She looked up. He was really, really close. Now his hands were on her shoulders and all she could do was stare up at him. She had absolutely no clue what was going on. Then she felt it. The faint caress of his lips against her cheek. She was left leaning wine eyed against her locker as he disappeared.
'Holy crap. Oh my God. Did he just…no. There is no way. He just KISSED my cheek! I'm in heaven. Holy mackerel. This is so unbelievable.' Her thoughts were a jumbled mess that she could barely make sense out of. 'No one is going to BELIEVE this!'
She quickly turned to her locker and fumbled with the stupid combination once more. She finally got it open, jammed her stuff inside, grabbed her lunch and sprinted off towards the lunchroom. She never wanted to wash her cheek ever again. She knew it was stupid but she couldn't help it. The only way she would ever wash her cheek was if Aoshi decided that he wanted to kiss her again.
"MISS MAKIMACHI! NO RUNNING IN THE HALLWAYS!" Came the hall monitors painfully loud voice. She was always telling Misao to slow down. "AND YOU'RE LATE!"
"Sorry, sorry!" She called over her shoulder as she slowed her sprint to a jog, but once she was around the corner she headed off at top speed again. She slid to a to a stop in front of the lunch room doors and walked in, scanning the crowded room for her friends. They were at their usual table. She ran up to them.
"HEY GUYS! You will never EVER guess what happened to me today!" She exclaimed as she plopped down in the chair next to Kaoru. She was bouncing up and down in her excitement.
"No. We can't guess, but since you're dying to tell us, just do it." Megumi said as she watched her friend. Misao had not sat still since she had sat down. It was obvious something had happened.
"Okay, prepare yourselves. Aoshi kissed me." She blurted it out quickly. Kaoru dropped her sandwich and Megumi just stared.
"There is no way." Kaoru said.
"This is unbelievable." Megumi stated.
"It was just on the cheek. It was really weird too because he just walked away right after. It was totally out of the blue too, I mean he was acting a little different towards me today, so I was a little unnerved. He was acting so uncharacteristic." She told them. "After class I fell over and he helped me up and picked up my books. Then he started a conversation and walked me too my locker. I turned around and he was really close. I had no idea what was going on and then he just leaned over and kissed my cheek. I was basically in shock after."
"Wow. This is historic. Has he ever had a girlfriend before?" Kaoru asked.
"Nope." Misao answered.
"Okay, that's just a little stalkerish of you Misao." Megumi told her. "But Kaoru is right. Ice Man actually acknowledged you."
"Hey." Misao said, offended. "He talks to me sometimes. This time it was him who started the conversation." She crossed her arms, hugging herself. "It's just, I have no idea what that was supposed to be. I mean he just walked away after and didn't say a word. Am I supposed to do something?" She asked.
"Chances are it meant something. He might have surprised himself even. Maybe it was a spur of the moment thing and he got confused or something and didn't know what to say to you. He'll probably talk to you soon." Kaoru reassured Misao.
"I hope so." Was all Misao said.
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Aoshi walked away from his encounter with Misao. Kaoru's prediction had been correct. He didn't know what was wrong with him today, but seeing Misao sitting on the floor, apparently talking to herself, was just too cute a sight to resist. But, he had lost control and that wasn't a good thing. Who knows what he would do next. He knew that he was going to have to avoid the small firebrand that made him do strange things for the next few days.
He sighed. It was Wednesday which meant two more days of school where he had to avoid her and then the weekend. This wouldn't be easy.
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The course of true love doesn't and shouldn't always run smoothly. Not having experienced it myself, I can only say what I have heard and read to be true. Arguments and disagreements make a couple's bond stronger, otherwise it will break them apart. That is how it is determined whether or not they were meant to be.
Different people have different views and expectations about true love. I think that many people believe that it is the perfect romance that can never be attained. There is just not that level of perfection in the human society, so we can never know just what true love is. But, I believe differently. Call it childish dreams, but I think that true love isn't what people expect it to be so they can't recognize it when they find it.
So what is true love? It's all what you want to think or believe.
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Okay, that's it for now. I'm sorry for the lateness and the shortness of this chapter. I hope you enjoyed. It was a bit of an odd chapter.
I want to ask everyone's opinion. I want to start another story. I had one, but no one seemed to be too interested in it, so I'm going to take it off and maybe try to rework it. But my whole point is that I would like to work on another story because hopefully I will be getting some free time once school is over in a little more than a month. Just something to have on the backburner. I have a few ideas and I just wanted to know which one you like the best. The titles are indefinite ones.
Complicated Love Tomoe is dying and there is nothing the doctors can do for her. All that they can do is try to keep the pain at bay and make her comfortable. Through this all Kenshin loyally stays by her side. A young nurse, Kaoru, is sent to take care of Tomoe in her last days. Suddenly things become much more confusing and complicated, at least, for some. Is there such a thing as more than one true love?
Can I Take Your Picture?
Kaoru is a collage student, working part time in a library and struggling to fulfill her dream of becoming a writer. One day she bumps into a mysterious man who asks to take her picture. How could she refuse? Then he disappears. Strange circumstances lead her right back to him and she begins to become curious about him. What will she find out?
(Wow, this was definitely one of my more random ideas. I have no idea where this just came from.)
The Day Care Center 'None of it had been planned. One night. Just one night was all it had taken to bring her to where she was today. Alone, well not quite.' Kaoru has been abandoned by the one person she believed loved her the most. Not knowing where he had gone, she is forced to make her way without him. Will the new stranger be enough to make her forget?
Okay, tell me what you think!
Keta Himura