Misao placed a hand on her belly as she looked out over the garden. Smiling, she watched her husband play with their two year old daughter Shiori. They had named her this because she was exactly what her name implied; a marker of their love, of their new life together. Sighing contentedly, Misao turned to go back inside. Because of her small frame, pregnancies were particularly difficult for her. Since she was seven months along already, she knew she could expect frequent and unexpected visits from Megumi Sagara.
She giggled as she remembered Megumi's last visit. Her son was now three years old and was every bit Sanosuke's child. Unruly and wild, he had driven Megumi to the point of madness while Misao and Aoshi had both watched in silent mirth. They had been safe until Aoshi mentioned, pointing at her swollen stomach, that she was soon to have even more on her plate. He had received the sharp end of a fan thrown at his head for that one.
Still smirking over this memory, Misao walked into their bedroom and noticed a box lying in the corner of the room. Not recognizing it, picked it up and carried it to the bed. She opened it carefully and found several sheaves of parchment inside. Handling them with care, she lifted out the first. As she read what was written, a tear fell and splattered against the aging parchment, leaving a stain that would be sure to remain.
He had kept all of her letters.
Jiendo
(the end)
Disclaimer: I still don't own Rurouni Kenshin or it's characters. Not for a lack of wishing...
Wow, I can't believe I'm actually finished. This story went on a lot longer than I expected. I hope you enjoyed my story, and I'm sure I'll be writing something else again soon! On to a story that hopefully doesn't involve so much crying!!