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: I hope this meets your standards I will try and take my English teacher's advice and write descriptively about their faces and surroundings. I am honestly not and will never be the world's best writer, so bare with me. I am trying hard to make you all and myself happy. Oh and I am AWFUL at comma splices so please don't mind them. On another note I felt that I had to say this…….MIKEY WAY GOT ENGAGED. It has absolutely nothing to do with Rurouni Kenshin or this fic but I am happy and sad about it. Good luck Mr. Way. We fans will miss your singleness….Though you are like 7 years older than myself, sadly enough. BTW I am in a very Taking Back Sunday mood, so the rest of my muses will probably be TBS. Later Skaters. Corny phrase, no?

Disclaimer: I do not own Taking Back Sunday's Lyrics or rights to the song "Great Romances Of The 20th Century". I don't own Rurouni Kenshin. I own nothing.

Chapter 6…Which is Worse: Romance or Tragedy?

September never stays this cold
where I come from
And you know
I'm not one for complaining,
But I love the way you'd roll
excuses off the tip of your tongue
as I slowly fall apart (slowly, quietly, slowly)
fall apart

This won't mean a thing come tomorrow
and that's exactly how I'll make it seem
Cause I'm still not sleeping,
thinking I've crawled home from worse than this

So please, please (please)
I'm running out of sympathy (I'm running out of sympathy!)
and I never said I'd take this
I never said I'd take this lying down

(Not all the song)

-------------------CONTINUED FLASHBACK-----------------------

Kyoto General Hospital-Room 213-4:00pm

Misao felt groggy when she came back into consciousness. Her head felt like someone had put a world's worth of dirty laundry in it. She let a small moan escape her parched lips. She fought against her eyelids in vain for a few moments before she gave up and rested. In the corner of her mind she felt something or someone gazing at her.

Since Misao had lost the fight against her eyelids she attempted to move her arms. Misao managed to move them slightly before the blinding pain shot like an arrow through her right arm. Apparently, Misao thought, she was injured. How badly? It doesn't really matter; the better question is how and why?

Misao groaned and attempted to open her eyes once more. She managed to open them a mere crack. The first thing her aqua eyes set on was a familiar pair of ice blue eyes. AOSHI. The only problem was that his eyes were ice cold and angry, not worrying.

Quickly Misao lost the strength she had possessed a few seconds earlier and her eyes shot closed. She distantly heard a growl, but she was sure that she was hearing things. Why would he look at her with contempt? Her mind was simply not working to the best of its ability. She tried to lift one of her arms once more and then a memory seemed to fill her consciousness.

FLASHBACK WITHIN A FLASHBACK

The entire right side of the car was pushed in, and the car flipped. It flipped three times and on the last time Beshimi who did not have his seatbelt on flew out the left back window, and back in. The driver of the offending car died instantly. Misao's passengers were not so lucky.

Misao screamed bloody murder as she watched Hannya struggle for breath. She attempted to reach out to him, but to no avail. Her arm was pinned by the wheel.

"H-hannya. HANNYA! Stay with me. I can't lose you, not now." Misao struggled for breath. His steely brown eyes stared directly into her's as if they were trying to convey all the things he could never say. Her own eyes were frantic. "Hannya, think about how mad Aoshi-sama will be if you don't stay with me. He will never forgive me! HANNYA PLEASE."

"M-misao……best friends means……best friends means friends forever. I will n-n-never forg-get you or A-aos-shi. Love Misao….for me….in my…stead."

"HANNYA GODDAMN IT KEEP YOUR FUCKING EYES OPEN YOU MORON." She sobed, " YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME HERE! DON'T YOU THINK I WILL FORGET THIS…HANNYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" she broke off and sobbed. She let her head drop for only a second but when she pulled it up she saw that Hannya's eyes were glazed over.

"HANNYA!" In a blind panic she turned her head as much as she could and looked into the back. The moment she did she wished she hadn't. Hyottoko had a large gash to the center of his forehead and wasn't moving….he looked peaceful. Tears streamed down Misao's bloody cheeks. She gazed at a smiling Shikijo. Beshimi was no where in sight.

"I-I don't blame you ho…oney….be safe.." Misao's eyes widened at Shikjio's words, and then finally she felt the piercing pain and gave into the peaceful darkness…

-----END FLASHBACK WITH IN THE FLASHBACK----

"D-damn it…" Misao managed to choke out. Her closed eyes welled with tear. She attempted to mover her left arm to brush them away and actually managed it. She felt the sting of pain but she managed to move her arm awkwardly towards her eyes. With a new found strength she opened her aqua eyes and smiled weakly at Aoshi.

"Hey.." He glared down at her with hells fire in his gaze. She shuddered and moved her right arm slightly and looked at it closely. It was covered with a pink cast, and she couldn't feel it at all.

"What happened!" Misao weakly demanded. She drew her courage and looked into his angry blue eyes.

"You killed four of my best friends." Misao's eyes glazed over once more at the sound of his anger. Anger that he obviously was directing at her.

"I know that. But what happened after? What day is it?"

"It has been three days since the accident. You were in a coma." His voice cut her heart like daggers. She could feel her soul being ripped to shreds.

"Aoshi. I didn't mean to-"

"I told you not to come. You were a stupid bitch like always!"

"Where is this hostility coming from? You would never call me a-"

Aoshi growled. He picked up his kendo bag and stood. He had obviously not left her side since he had gotten to the hospital.

"I had to sit in a hospital and watch Hyottoko die! They managed to pull you and Hyottoko out of the wreck alive. The rest were dead. Dead Misao! I trusted you with their care! I told you that you should not come to my match! It was too far. But no you wouldn't listen. You weren't the one who got a desperate call saying that all my bestfriends had gotten into a car wreck. Did you have to take them all. All at once…. Hyo was barley hanging on when I made it to the hospital. They took him into sugary and he flat lined. I held his hand as his eyes glazed over. I watched him die."

"Aoshi-sa- I…"

"I never want to see your face again. Never." With that Aoshi turned and strode out of the room. Midao would never be the same.

--------------End Flashback-------------

August,10 2004-Dorm Block C and D's Common Room-1:00am

Misao opened her eyes as the last strains of her memory left her sight. She turned her head and watched as Aoshi stood. Her eyes filled with tears. Not even her heartbreak could make him forgive her. She missed Aoshi horribly.

"Meet me tomorrow at the Kyoto Bean at noon." With that he left the common room.

The stars shone just a little bit bluer that night. In happiness or in sadness that was the question.

TBC

A/n: well there is chapter 7. I never really thought I would get that far! Oh well. I am working on my other stories but I am a slow writer. I know this one wasn't very good but just wait it will get better! REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW!