Disclaimer: I don't freaking own RK!
Misao breathed heavily as she ran around the dojo fighting her imaginary opponent. She threw her kunai at the wall while dodging an attack that was not there. She jumped and flipped out new kunai then threw them at something that kind of looked like Aoshi-sama's head. She heard the sound of metal on metal, and dodged the kunai that came flying back at her. She took out 5 more preparing for the next attack.
"You've gotten better Misao-chan" said Aoshi. His voice was right next to her ear, his breath tickling the side of her face. He had her in a strangle grip with his twin blades, one pricking the soft flesh of her neck ever so gently. "But not good enough"
Misao couldn't speak, she had never been this close to him before. She rather liked the feeling of being crushed up against his chest.
Mmmm. He smells so good!
Suddenly Misao broke free from Aoshi's grip and threw all her kunai at him. He dodged, not so easily this time, and put his sword to her neck.
"Keep practicing" said Aoshi as he removed his sword and walked out of the dojo.
"Gosh he is SO HOT!" said Misao after he had left
Aoshi stopped short only a little way from the dojo entrance. He heard what Misao said and a smile creped its way to his mouth. The only thing that went threw his head at that moment was "GOOD".
When Misao finished practicing she went to the bathhouse to take her evening bath. Misao sighed as she slipped her sweat encrusted body into the tub full of hot water.
Mmmmm.. Gosh this feels so good. I wish Aoshi was here. No wait not HERE but I mean… I wish he were mine. Here as in, in my soul. I wish he could see me as more than just his master's niece, I wish he could see me as a grown woman, ready, well kind of ready, for marriage. He will never think of me that way, ever. Misao thought sadly.
She soon finished her bath and went to her room to go to bed. She put on her nightgown and lay down on her futon. She fell into a deep sleep soon after her head hit the pillow.
"Misao, Misao, Misao it's time to wake up."
Misao opened her eyes at the sound of a woman's mellifluous voice. When she opened her eyes she saw the most beautiful woman she had ever seen standing before her. The woman had slightly wavy, raven blue-black hair that reached down to the back of her calves. Her eyes were a sapphire blue that seamed to know and see all. She wore a white kimono that was trimmed in a dark forest green and had pale blue flowers sprinkled near the bottom of the gown and on the obi.
"Who are you?" asked Misao in awe at the beauty of woman before her.
"I am you, Misao" Said the woman "I am you how you really are"
"But that can't be. I only have one arm and you have two. I am plain and you are like an angel."
"Misao, I am you how you can be, how you will be, and how you are" the woman said chuckling a little. "I am what you look like on the inside, and only you can show the world who you really are"
Misao closed her eyes for a moment to think about what the woman said. When she opened her eyes the woman was gone and instead of the goddess she saw a dragon. It lay on its piles of gold sleeping soundly. She tried to move, to speak but she couldn't. She then realized that she was a statue in the midst of the monster's hoard. She tried to scream but no sound came. But as if the dragon had heard her its head whipped up and breathed white flame at her. The flame never reached her but instead took on the shape of a white wolf that sat in a ring of moonlight, his fur glowing like moonlit snow. He slowly looked at her with golden eyes then spoke in a voice that reminded Misao of her uncle Saito.
"Child of the ancients go forth with Dragon sayer , Man slayer, and the child of the Tigress, seek what you desire and you will find it. Go to the house of the dammed and lie in the bead of the Dead. Place in time your very life to save all whom you love. Take as your guide the one called Aoshi, for he will protect you from who wish to take your life." As soon as the last word rolled of the wolfs tongue he melted into a sword and pierced Misao's heart. She screamed at the pain.
Aoshi heard the scream and ran to Misao's bedchamber. He flung the door open almost tearing it from its hinges. He saw Misao lying on her futon tossing and turning, her face twisted in pain.
"Misao! Misao wake up!" Aoshi sat by her bed and took her in his strong arms.
He gently stroked her head letting his fingers comb out the tangles in her raven hair. She stopped struggling and started breathing normally again. Aoshi touched her pail cheek, her skin was so smooth. She was so vulnerable, so peaceful. He bent his head down slowly, his lips nearing Misao's slowly but steadily. As their lips were about to touch Misao started to speak.
"Aoshi-sama I need you as my guide." Misao mumbled as she turned her face toward Aoshi's chest. Cuddling up to this new warmth that she had found. Aoshi sighed and lay the sleeping girl down on her futon.
"Misao-chan I will be your guide where ever you go and for what ever reason, I love you, my Misao. My broken rose" With that said he left her room to go get some sleep.
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