Forgotten, December

By: Kelli St. Pierre………………and sadly I do not own Rurouni Kenshin…

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Misao's pov.

Sunlight awoke her from her dreams as it blasted threw her eyes. She sat up on the futon and started rubbing her eyes as she recalled where she was and why. At first she wondered where she was, but then she remembered the crazy party last night that, of course, Jiya decided to do. She could from a distance, outside the window, that a couple of birds were singing away while flying high in the sky.

'Why couldn't life be like that', Misao thought, 'just to fly away from all the problems, from reality….'

By now she was already up on her feet and started putting on her clothes back on. She could remember the others talking about how she looked so different, well…by others…basically Omasu and Okon really. And of course, Aoshi never said anything about her appearance at all, but she was expecting that. Once she got all her clothes on, she slid open her door and walked down the hall to see if anyone was up. By the looks of it, it was probably about nine o'clock or nine thirty.

'Wow, I must have over slept; usually I wake up at six'. It was true; she usually got up at six every morning and went to bed at eight every night. For this to happen, she must have been A). Very tired, or B). She must have felt like home.

'Hmmm….I think I'll go with B…' As she went to the kitchen, she saw that everyone was in there, even Aoshi which surprised her very much. And of course everyone said there good mornings:

"Gooood morning Misao, were making breakfast!" Shiro and Kuro said together.

"Good morning Misao, and WERE the ones making breakfast here!" Omasu and Okon said together.

"GOOD MORNING MY PRETTY MISAO, WHERE YOU DREAMING OF YOUR SEXY GRANDFATHER!" Okina yelled. And of course, Misao threw a hidden kunai at him. He dodged it, but it sliced some of his hair.

"HEY WHAT WAS THAT FOR!"

"For being a pervert!"

"Oh come now Misao, who could not dream of me!"

While she and Okina were yelling at each other, the others, except Aoshi, moved their heads toward the one talking each time, while placing bets of who was going to win.

"I bet you a week of dishes that Misao will win" Omasu whispered.

"Your on, I bet you a week of dishes that Okina will win" Shiro whispered back.

"Oh trust me Jiya; I don't think anyone would want to dream of a fifty-five year old pervert in their dreams!" Misao yelled.

Okina stood quiet for a moment; it looked as though Misao won….until….

"Well, Misao I'm sure your right about you not dreaming about me….since your to busy dreaming about Aoshi".

The others didn't know whether Misao was red from embarrassment or from anger, but they knew either one was no good for Okina. And that was why Okina dashed for the door before he was doomed. But he was to slow as Misao threw all her hidden kunai at him (which he dodged) and pounced on him. She pulverized him to a pulp after about five minutes of fighting. Okina just laid there swirly eyed for awhile.

"Yep, things here are back to normal I would say, wouldn't you agree Okon" Omasu said cheerfully,

"Yes I would Omsau" Okon started," And it looks as though we have a week off". Okon made a wink to both Shiro and Kuro, knowing they lost the bet and had to do they dishes for the week. They stomped off angrily and went to work while Okina still laid there. Yep things are sure going to get interesting.

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It was in the afternoon as Misao, Okon, and Omsau decided to go what the called it 'Girl shopping', as the boys stayed at the Aoyia and worked. Of course Misao didn't want to come along; she was dragged along with Okon and Omasu's torture of cloth shopping. Though when Misao though about it, she actually didn't think this was that bad cause she could now talk and hang out with Omasu and Okon like she used to.

By the fourth shop, Misao just had enough of it, but of course she knew it wasn't going to be over in a long time. Luckily Okon and Omasu didn't but all that much, they bought a couple of pair's of kimonos for themselves and for her and that's it. From her experience, she could remember the times when they took her for cloth shopping, by the end of the day she looked like a laundry basket monster.

As they continued walking along, Misao spotted yukata's (for men) to her right. She walked over and looked at some, they were pretty expensive for most of them but they were nice. But one of them caught her attention; it was a dark blue one with a purple style dragon on the back. She Aoshi would look good in it, so she decided to get it. She just about paid all of the money she had saved up during her travels to but it, but it was worth it and she knew aoshi would like it. As she walked out, she saw a group of kids playing in the street. She could remember how she used to play that with Hanyaa all the time, she could probably keep the ball up for about five minutes before she and Hanyaa got tired. She saw one of the kids playing good; it reminded of her a lot. She continued along to find Okon and Omasu as she looked up at the sky. It was early December and still no snow, that was very weird and she heard lots of people talking about this during her travels.

Suddenly something flashed to the right of her eye and she looked there but saw nothing. She continued to walk along the streets, but she had the feeling she was being followed. She sped up her pace while she looked to see who was following her. That was then her heart stopped, anything she was thinking in her head disappeared from her mind, as she saw none other than Cole straight ahead of her. A good twelve feet separated them and they didn't brake eye contact, even with the people walking by. Something tapped her shoulder and she gasped and jumped to see Okon and Omasu behind her.

"Are you alright Misao, you look like you've seen a ghost" Okon commented.

"…Yea…yea I'm okay" Misao said shakily. Okon and Omsau didn't buy it one bit, but nodded their heads and decided to head back since it was about four o'clock already. Misao made one move to look back, but didn't see him there anymore and decided to keep on going as Okon and Omasu were right………….

"The ghost, my ghost, which has been haunting me, has come back….."

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Well, this was it. This chapter was basically to let Misao know that Cole is definitely here. But of course a good chapter cant be good if you don't have any details and all so yea. This chapter took me awhile cause I was grounded for a week off the computer so yea…expect that a lot..lol….but anyways, Im still thinking on what the next chapter should be, I got the end of the story pretty done, its just how to get there is what im working on, but it'll be good. And I know we didnt hear alot about Aoshi, but then again, I basically really wanted this tobe more of a Misao story than an Aoshi story,butdontworry, you will hear from him later.C ya till then and thank ya for all tha reviews!