Note: THIS IS NOT A SONG FICTION. I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THIS SONG!

Title: "1o Different Ways to Say I'm Sorry"

Summary: Au. AxM If High School is filled with heart-ache, imagine collage. Going to college means facing Aoshi Shinomori again. Can Misao really face her past sins? I'm not good at summaries, but this is pretty good.

A/n: Disclaimer: I do not own Brand New's Lyrics or rights to the song "Seventy Times 7". I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. All I own is my car.

Chapter Five: You Left the Frays from the Ties You Severed

Back in school they never taught us what we needed to know,
like how to deal with despair, or someone breaking your heart.
For twelve years I've held it all together but a night like this is begging to pull me apart.
I played it quiet, left you deep in conversation.
I felt uncool and hung out around the kitchen.
I remember I kept thinking that I know you never would,
and now I know I want to kill you like only a best friend could.

Everyone's caught on to everything you do
Everyone's caught on to.

(Not all of the song)

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"What are you doing here?" Surprisingly there was no malice in his smooth voice. He seemed to be beyond shocked. Misao opened her mouth to speak but only managed a gasp as he fell to the floor, into a sitting position. Why was he being…..human towards her? Didn't he hate her.

"I go to school here." Misao finally managed to squeak out. Aoshi nodded. His mind was in turmoil. He found himself almost happy to see the young weasel sitting in front of him. He was almost about to smile. That's when he remembered Hannya and the others. Death. That Party. Her.

"Why did you do it Misao?" Aoshi asked in a scarily emotionless voice. Misao blinked, and furrowed her brow.

"What?"

"Why did you let them die, Misao." Aoshi asked this time his voice was dripping with hate, and it was loud. Misao winced at the volume. Aoshi's normally emotionless eyes were glowing with fury. He was frightening to say the least.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT!" Misao half yelled at the tall man who was clenching his already white fists.

"How is it not your fault." He spat at her. Misao stood and threw her arms in the air.

"It was a car wreck Aoshi. There was nothing I could do to stop it!"

"YOU! You were the one driving or had you forgotten? They were under your care and you killed them. If it's not your fault then whose is it?" Misao stood there dumb struck. Whose fault was it? She remembered it as if it was yesterday.

"I will tell you how it was Aoshi. I will tell you. You mustn't interrupt." Misao closed her eyes and started her story.

--------FLASHBACK-------

"HANNYA STOP ASKING THAT QUESTION! WE HAVE ANOTHER FIFETEEN MILES TO GO OK?" Misao yelled at the top of her lungs. Hannya merely nodded and rephrased his question,

"What time do you expect us to arrive Miss Makimachi?" Hannya said with a snort. He hadn't actually asked the same question as before, so he was safe. He silently watched Misao bristle and turn a nice shade of red. Her hand tightened on the wheel of the car. Hannya laughed whole-heartedly. He loved his little weasel, and now she was dating his best friend. He was so proud of the ice block for admitting his long suffered feelings for Misao. She deserved no less. Beshimi's head suddenly appeared between the seats.

"Are we there yet?" Hannya laughed again as Misao blew up. Beshimi had asked Hannya's previous question.

"WE WILL GET THERE WHEN I DECIDE WE ARE THERE. NOW SHUT UP AND SIT DOWN MONKEY-BOY!" Misao screeched at the shocked acrobat. Beshimi blinked and sat back and mumbled something about females to a laughing Hyottoko. Needless to say this made Misao even more aggravated. Finally Hannya decided that he needed to cheer up his little weasel. Reaching over he tickled Misao all along her ribs until she smiled and batted his hands away happily. She was so easy to please.

"Fifteen minutes." She finally divulged. She grinned smugly at Hannya's twinkling eyes.

"Excited to see Okashira in his training uniform?" Hannya asked with an edge of teasing in his rough voice.

"I simply can't wait to see Aoshi-sama in those tight clothes. YUM!" Misao said with a bright smile.

"EWWW Makimachi stop gushing about my friend like that!" Shikijosaid with a scrunched up face. Beshimi laughed and nodded in agreement.

"I've got my signs ready!" Hyottoko said holding up his, surprisingly, good banner, with "GO OKASHIRA" in beautiful calligraphy.

"It's beautiful Hyo! I'm sure Aoshi-sama will love it. It is nice to know that I will not be the only one on his cheerleading squad."

"I'd like to see Hyottoko in one of those outfits though. If only to laugh." Shikijo said with a laugh. His face was twisted into an odd expression, somewhere between jokingness and disgust. Misao giggled and Hannya merely watched Hyottoko try to murder Shikijo. He was not successful. Sadly.

The five friends continued on their merry way. Misao got angry. Hannya smiled his secret smile. Shikijo flexed his muscles and made fun of Hyottoko. Hyottoko tried to beat up Shikijo. And Beshimi poked Misao in the back of the head repeatedly to make her yell. It was a great car ride.

"So Misao when are you and Aoshi going to go on your second date?" Misao blushed and got a blissful look in her blue eyes.

"Next Monday. He is taking me to, well he hasn't told me but it will be great." Misao said while changing lanes expertly. She and Hannya were the best drivers out of the bunch. Hannya laughed a deep laugh and then a white piercing light filled the pitch black car.

"MISAO! THAT CAR. IT….." The impact of the car that was coming at them head on happened in slow slow motion. Misao tried to swerve but she knew that it was useless. She turned her head and looked at Hannya with love and apology in her aqua eyes. His eyes reflected hers before they both glanced at the horrified expressions of those in the back. Then like a bullet the car hit them on the right side.

Misao remembered nothing from that point on until she woke up in the ambulance. The EMT's were very happy to see her eyes open. Though she felt awful she made the younger EMT tell her what happened. He refused to tell her about her friends, but he told her about the car. It was impacted on the right side and had flipped three times. Then he proceeded to tell her that she had a gash to the head and a broken leg and arm. She had three broken ribs and possibly more. Before he could say more she lost her consciousness. The next time she woke all she saw were Aoshi's angry icy blue eyes.

-----------------END FLASHBACK-----------------

Misao blinked when a sob stopped her speech. She could go on no more. So she looked up at Aoshi with dead eyes. He stared down at her and with a curt hand motion he told her to continue.

"Then…. "She closed her eyes and allowed the rest of her memory spill out. In her head she begged Aoshi to believe her. She begged him to not hate her. But mostly she begged the spirits of her friends to forgive her.

TBC

A/N: Well do you like it? I played the SADDEST music ever when I wrote this. The next part will be what happened to Misao and the others in the hospital. No they're not dead yet. But we know that they do die. Anyway…

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