R.S.: Hey everybody! How are we all doing? Man, I missed writing for this story!
There's just one to go! My god, it's almost here! (tears up) I'm so proud of myself. My birthday could've been better, but I got a laptop so I don't really care about it at all! I can write and do wut I want without sharing! Lol, I'm learning Japanese again now too, so hopefully I'll be able to speak somewhat good by the end of the summer! That's my goal! I hope everybody's having a good summer and hopefully mine will get better, ya know? I just wanna get out the house more and then it'll be as good as it can get.
Anyways, enough about that. Here's the letter Y. Hope you enjoy! p.s.: thanks to a lucky fan i got to change the dates:) thanks so much sleepyaznninja!
-Rampaging Sorrow
The Alphabet
By: Rampaging Sorrow
Y is for Yes (it's amazing)
Through all the years, I've never regretted any of it.
I've always been happy, even if I haven't showed it and the only time I was truly sad was when we're apart.
His heart has been mine and my heart has been his for the longest time
No matter what happened between us, no matter what went on, we've always said one phrase to every wonder and miracle that's happened.
Thursday, April 15th, 1995 (Five years of age)
"Misao, go make nice outside!"
"I don't wanna! Sanosuke keeps pulling my hair and Kaoru won't help me because she's with Soujiro!"
"They're twins, Misao. You're the baby. Now go play outside."
With a soft stomp, the cute little Makimachi spun around on her heels and stormed outside. Her mother laughed as she shut the screen door and she slowly kicked the soccer ball down the driveway. Her black braid swished behind her gently and as she pulled down her shorts a little and left her shirt hanging out, she looked to see the empty house across the street… not empty! Her big blue-green eyes were wide with surprise and as the moving truck drove off, she sat on the front porch and bounced her basketball. Her braid touched her knee and as she chewed on her lip and stared at the front door, it finally opened.
'I hope there's somebody to play with!' she thought with excite. 'I want another friend!'
She waited for a few moments with a curious glance and as she got up and began to kick the ball around once more, she forgot her energy and she kicked it straight across the street. With a gasp, she ran towards the sidewalk and she stopped at the edge. Once glance back and forth was all it took for her to run straight across and grab the ball from the steps. Her head was never up, but as she felt somebody else's hands on hers, she suddenly stopped and she looked up into a pair of cold blue eyes halfway shielded by jet black hair. She didn't move for a moment, her heart beating fast and her mind mesmerized by his beauty, and as she took him in, she finally got the courage to smile and bounce straight up.
"I'm sorry! I kicked the ball too hard!" the taller boy didn't say a word, but as he watched her, he picked up the ball and he held it in his pale hands gently.
"I'm Misao Makimachi the ninja! I'm five! What's your name?"
"Aoshi Shinomori. I'm five too." He gently replied.
"Yay! You're my age!" she cheered to him and as he arched an eyebrow gently at her, she bounced up and down gently before looking at him with bright eyes filled with happiness.
"Let's be best friends, Aoshi!"
He looked taken aback by her demand and after he saw that she wasn't kidding, he suddenly gave her a small smile. It wasn't as big as hers, but it was good enough anyways.
"Sure. You're now my best friend."
"Great! Now let's go!" he gasped as she pulled him from the steps and after the two ran to the park, she beamed at him and backed away so she could pass him the ball.
"Isn't this great?! Now we're going to be inseparable!" Aoshi stopped the ball with his foot before he looked at her and took her in for the first time. Only then did he actually grin again and nod with enthusiasm.
"Yes." He said with a laugh. "It's amazing."
Tuesday, March 31st, 2002 (Twelve years old)
He walked across the street with a gentle blush on his face, a box in his hands as he adjusted his tie and he sighed and hoped she was home. He had tried to get to her in school, but it turned out she had to leave early for a doctor's appointment AND a dentist appointment. His black hair swished gently in his eyes and after he pulled it from his face, he used water from the small fountain in her garden to keep it back. He walked up the steps after shaking his hands dry and once he rang the doorbell, he gulped and he immediately put back on his cool façade. Without it, the twins would have eaten him alive.
"Hello there, Aoshi! You look stunning, young man!"
"Thank you, Mrs. Makimachi." He replied with a small smile. She gave him a wink before she called out Misao's name and she spun around, dark brown hair falling over her shoulder, and went back into the house to help Kaoru fix her dark blue dress.
"Aoshi's at the door, Misao! I know you're going to the dance by yourself, but don't waste his time!"
"Okay, mom! Geez!"
Aoshi listened to her come down the steps and once she came into view, he widened his eyes and looked at her dress. It was a cute dark green dress that brought out her eyes and made her stand out more than they normally did. Her long black ponytail was wrapped up in a clip and he knew that there was lip-gloss on her lips just by the shine they gave off. Inside, he sighed to see that their colors matched and after Misao bounced to the door, she gave him a smile and she twirled around.
"Do you like it?"
"You look… pretty." She gasped and after she smiled and hugged him in thanks, he nodded to her and brushed the stray strands of hair that got into her face. There was silence for a few moments before Aoshi cleared his throat and looked at her straight in the eye. Her mother and sister watched with Soujiro from the kitchen.
"Misao, I… I want… if you're not going with anybody that is…" she arched her eyebrow as she saw him blush, but then he sighed and got himself together.
'You're a Shinomori, dammit. Saitou never has this problem with all his girlfriends and neither will I.'
"Misao," he began, "Will you go to the dance with me?"
She gasped and as she stared at him in shock, he waited gently and rubbed his burning cheeks. Her own lit aflame as well before she found her throat and she nodded.
"I'd love to." Aoshi smiled his traditional small smile before he opened the box and took out a cute silver bracelet. She held her wrist out and as he put it on her wrist gently, she smiled at him and leaned over to kiss his cheek.
"Go have fun, Misao." Her mother said and after Misao shut the door behind her, they began to walk towards Saitou's awaiting car.
"Are you happy with me going with you?" she asked in a worried tone. "You're extremely popular, so I was afraid it might hurt you, ya know. It's alright for us to go together?"
"Yes." Aoshi said with a smile as he opened his door and let her inside. "It's alright for us to go together… Yes." He said it again as if to assure her. Then, he turned to her and smiled.
"It's amazing."
Thursday, April 15th, 2006 (Sixteen years old)
To say she was nervous would have been an understatement. Her heart was pounding in her chest and her fingers were shaking as she walked through the hallway of Island Pacific High School and she held her hand close to her heart. Her shirt had her favorite band Mute Math and she was dressed in hip hugging jeans, bright red converses and her matching chain necklace and bracelet that had a heart hanging off with her name on it in cute letters—a gift from Aoshi for her thirteenth birthday she loved with all her heart—.
Her blue-green orbs were as scared as possible and as she approached Aoshi's locker, she saw him slip off his varsity jacket and place it inside his locker neatly. Over the years, Aoshi had turned into an athletic god with football, basketball, and track under his belt. Lacrosse was too easy in his eyes, swimming wasn't exciting, and he felt that baseball was the dumbest sport known to man. Misao was amazing in soccer, but nothing could get her out of that hyper, bouncy weird girl image that she had since middle school. And it wasn't weird in a bad way either… it was just that her style was one that nobody could get used to. Through all that, though, they were still best friends and nothing had changed. Not past boyfriends or girlfriends, and not even arguments that they've shared over their distaste in choices.
'He's such a neat freak.' She thought to ease her nerves as Aoshi moved his books to make a nice stack. It didn't help. 'God, I'm so nervous!'
Aoshi looked at her approaching and he went back to exchanging his books for the first half of the day. Music was in his ears—the same band as the one on shirt, to be exact—and as he paused the song Break the Same, he watched her stand before him and look up at him. Aoshi had shot up from their youth to be a proud six-foot-five. She had only reached five-foot-four.
'Her new hair-cut makes her to die for. I'm so glad that nobody's asked her out again.' Her black hair that used to be in a childish braid to her hipbone was now cut to the middle of her back in layers with her bangs going sideways across her forehead. At the moment it was tied in a mid-way side ponytail and he noticed that instantly with the fear in her eyes. He watched her fidget and as she looked down and chewed on her lip, he heard her whimper gently and sigh.
"Misao, are you okay?" she nodded nervously and as she looked back up, he widened his eyes as he saw the blush spread across her face.
"A-Aoshi… I can't stop what I'm feeling anymore for you. It's crazy because we're best friends, ya know? We shouldn't think about each other in the way I do. And no matter how hard I try to get you out of my head the way I think of you… it comes back stronger. I can't sleep straight, every time we're joyriding around at night my heart starts to beat faster; it's killing me inside, Aoshi! I can't take it anymore!"
The hallways began to empty and as Aoshi watched her in shock and confusion, she wiped the tears that came up in her eyes and she looked down.
"I love you so much, Aoshi." She said sadly and his heart began to pound in his chest as his cold exterior melted before her and his face heated up.
"I love you as a best friend and I love you in a way that surpasses that by far. It can't be exchanged for anything else but that. But, I've kept it inside because I don't wanna push you away and I don't want you to suddenly act different around me since I'd hate that! You're my best friend and you're my first friend! I don't want you to leave me!"
"Misao… don't cry." He said gently.
"I have to!" she cried back. "I have to because it hurts to hold it in and I hate to hold things in! You know I let you know everything and this time I can't because it surrounds you! Everything about the matter surrounds you and I don't want to hurt you with the problem!" she wiped her tears and after she sighed, she wiped them again and looked up at Aoshi more calm.
"I'll only ask you this once and I'll never ask you again. If you say no, then please don't change us… please don't change."
"I won't." he assured her, his blush gone and his eyes comforting to her distressed appearance.
"Aoshi… will you go out with me?"
Her voice was quiet, but he heard it clearly enough to shut his eyes with a sigh and think. Misao kicked at the floor with an exhale of shaky air before she blew her bangs from her eyes and she looked up. Aoshi shut his locker and after he pulled Misao into his arms, he leaned his head down until it touched hers.
"I wanted to ask." He chuckled gently. "But, seeing as you have more backbone then I do, the answer is yes. I would love to go out with you."
She backed away shocked and as she tried to find words, Aoshi gave her a small smile.
"What; you thought that I didn't notice the flirting we gave each other for the past two weeks? I was flirting back, in case you didn't notice."
"B-but I thought it was to make me feel better."
"Not a chance. That's dirty."
Misao suddenly smiled and as she wiped her tears and hugged him tight, he hesitated with shock before hugging her back and rubbing her back. Misao stayed that way with him for a while before she let go and she sighed.
"I feel much better." Aoshi chuckled gently and ruffled her hair a little bit before slinging an arm around her waist and giving her his hoodie. She slipped it on with a smile before she put her sleeves to her mouth gently with a smile and looked up at him.
"Is your heart still beating in your chest?" he asked her gently before she gave him a smile and nodded.
"Yes." She finally said and as he stopped her to lean down, her eyes lowered shut after she finished her sentence. The kiss they shared was magical.
"It's amazing."
Saturday, April 15th 2008 (Eighteen years old) [Two year anniversary
After their dinner and dancing at the best night club in town, Aoshi brought her back to his empty house—his parents were on vacation, his brother at school—and he led her to his bedroom. Kaoru and Soujiro had covered for her by saying that she was spending the night at Tae's, and she had been more than grateful after her mother promised not to call her for the rest of the night.
'Thank god the twins love me so much.'
Her legs were wrapped around his waist from the two kissing by the door and as Aoshi shut his door and laid her down on his bed, he removed her hair piece and let it go free. His fingers ran through her silky black hair and as their lips moved against each other, Misao held onto his matching black hair and she massaged his scalp in a way that always made him moan in delight.
"Are you sure?" he asked huskily as he removed her pants and then his shirt. She nodded with a gentle smile before he kissed her again and ran his hands down her legs. She shivered in delight and as Aoshi let her mouth go and held self up on his elbows, she nibbled on his neck with loving bites soon going downward as he played their favorite artist, Mute Math, and held her down before him.
"You're so beautiful…" he whispered hotly against her throat. "So damn beautiful…"
Clothes were soon removed and the room was enveloped in darkness once he closed his shades and brought them both under the sheets. They shared more kisses and more tender touches before Aoshi ran his fingers through her hair and asked her one more time.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." She laughed gently and hit his shoulder as he hovered above her and he held her ran a thumb gently down her cheek.
"I'm sure."
And after that, it was just magical. Sure, in the beginning it hurt. She had known that much. But afterward… after she got over the discomfort and Aoshi had wiped her tears away… it felt like she was going to burn to death with the intensity. Every move made was done out of pure love and he never thought about himself. It was all about her that night and as she arched up into his body with a high moan, it was sounds like those that made it a night to remember. Sure, he had to silence her at the end, but the pleasure was mind-shattering for them both. Misao had never known that anything could feel that good and when they both slipped into that state of euphoria together, she knew what true love was. This had completed it.
He laid next to her as she finished catching her breath and after he started the CD over, Misao moved close to him and rested her head on his damp chest. Both their cheeks were rosy and as Aoshi ran his fingers through her hair, she drew designs and gently raked her nail down the middle of his abs. It was a motion that he loved to death.
"Misao…" he moaned. "You know what that does to me." Misao smiled gently and as he leaned down to press a kiss on her awaiting lips, she sighed and rested her head back down.
"Was it everything you imagined?" he asked softly before they could fall asleep.
"Yes." She said with a smile. "It was amazing."
Saturday, June 18th 2012(Twenty-two years Old)
"We graduated college and we're still together, baby!"
Aoshi caught Misao with a smile and as he spun around, she kissed his cheek before he let her stand on the ground and took her towards his car. They had survived high school and after choosing the same college, they were proud that they survived everything it had to offer. Girls and guys alike tried to split them apart along with their majors having them always on different sides of campus and their sports practices keeping them away as well because of away games and all the time it took—Aoshi had chosen basketball, Misao doing soccer—. But, through it all, they made it. They bought an apartment together the middle of their freshman year and no matter what happened, they came home together and they held each other on the couch in a comforting silence for all the time they had missed during the day; kisses included.
Misao had grown one inch since high school—something she was proud of—and she now kept her hair curly instead of straightening it all the time. Her side-ways ponytail was always cute on her no matter what, but now with her hair bouncy and curly it made her sexy in an innocent sort of way—Aoshi loved it when they were alone—. Aoshi had grown another inch as well from high school. Every time Misao heard his height she grew upset because now the height difference was still the same from back in high school. His hair was still short and black and it still fell into his eyes at times. Some days he would pull it back, other days he would brush his bangs to the side so it only fell in one eye. But no matter what, he refused to cut it any shorter and Misao loved it all the years they were together. It was the only thing that suited him. Her style had changed to a more emo-ish tone, but Aoshi's remained the same. He didn't see a need to change it. Above all, they both still loved Coldplay, Mute Math and even grew a taste for a band called Circa Survive; the only difference in their bands was that Misao liked a band called Meg & Dia while Aoshi loved to listen to Linkin Park. Their favorite song of the year was "Hey there Delilah" by Plain White T's and now their favorite colors both were blue and black.
Even with all these changed, he loved her and she loved him. That hadn't changed.
"This restaurant looks amazing." She told him gently and as she saw both their families there, she gasped with a smile and said, wow!
Mr. and Mrs. Makimachi sat on one side of the table with Kaoru, a one-year alumni, and her husband of four years(she got married her freshman year) Kenshin Himura. His red hair and violet eyes made him a heart-throb amongst the campus when he was there, but now he was just happy to be hers without any troubles. Soujiro sat with his girlfriend named Rena and as Misao waved at her, she smiled gently and laughed at Misao's hyper attitude. It still hadn't changed. On the other side sat Mr. and Mrs. Shinomori, their son Saitou and his wife of seven years Tokio. Aoshi smiled to them all before he pulled out Misao's chair and sat next to her on his family's side of the table.
"You two make me so proud." Misao's mother began as Aoshi took her hand and held it gently in his own. "You've survived everything that life's had to offer so far and you're still going strong no matter what's happened."
"I love him, mom." Misao laughed gently. Even her voice seemed deeper, to the whole table's surprise. It gave her the extra boost she needed to let them know that she actually graduated college. Her curls gently bounced as she looked over at Aoshi and then smiled at her parents.
"Nothing was going to change that."
"Oh my god. You're really grown up." Soujiro and his father said with Saitou in surprise.
"Did you hear her?" Soujiro asked his father. "She sounded so… mature. And her voice got deeper! Aoshi, what did you do to her?"
He shrugged with an 'I dunno' before they laughed gently at his answer.
"You're still quiet." Kenshin noted with a grin. "That'll never change."
"Misao seems quieter, too. Don't you think so, Kenshin?" Kaoru looked at Misao gently and as Misao just gave a pretty smile, they sighed.
"She's grown up. My little Sao-sao is grown up."
"Okay okay! Don't make me seem fifty!"
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Dinner had gone wonderful with the both families and as they were starting on dessert, Aoshi rose from his chair and Misao turned hers so he could get out. She arched her eyebrow as he took a deep breath and looked her in the eyes. Kenshin caught on to what he was doing instantly and after whispering to the twins, they gasped silently.
"What's the matter, babes?" she teasingly asked, but as Aoshi took another deep breath and gave her a small smile, he lowered down onto one knee. She gasped and as people began to look, he took her hand in his and looked up at her. Her eyes began to tear up as people smiled at the scene.
"Misao, I've known you since I was five years old. Back then, you were bouncy and care-free when you came onto my doorstep and made us best friends. I never knew we would get this far, but I'm honestly glad that I told you yes. We've been through one hell of a ride together, Misao. Every moment was exciting and no matter what we were doing, you've always had my heart and I've always had yours. Going through college with you made me see even more than before how much I love you and how much you mean to me. Without you, my life would feel empty and it just wouldn't be the same. You've left your mark and now… I don't want you to ever leave my side."
"Aoshi…" she said gently and as she put her hand back over her mouth, Aoshi pulled a black box from his pocket and opened it. She gasped at the beautiful gold diamond ring. Aoshi held her hand up and as he gave a soft laugh of nervousness, he smiled for her gently and Misao couldn't help but bite her lip.
"Misao… will you marry me?"
Tears slipped down her face and as she wiped them aside, she nodded to him with a smile.
"Yes… Yes I will."
Misao let him place the ring on her finger. He slid his thumbs across her cheeks to brush the tears away and the restaurant clapped as he pressed a kiss to her lips and he smiled at her afterward.
"What're you crying for, Makimachi?"
"Because I'm happy, Shinomori."
They laughed at their little joke before Aoshi sat down and he held her hand gently in his own once more. Kenshin raised his drink with a nod before Aoshi just nodded and they continued drinking their champagne and dessert. Misao laughed with Kaoru at Saitou's joke towards Kenshin and as she pointed at him, Aoshi grabbed her hand and he pulled her close to him.
"Are you happy?" he said gently in her ear.
"Yes." She said with a gentle laugh. "It's amazing."
March 20th 2013 (Twenty-Two years old) [Aoshi twenty-three
"Look at my baby…"
"Aoshi has grown into a fine young man."
Aoshi walked up the isle with a calm look on his face. His black tux was of the best and everybody was amazed at his gentle smile. His eyes looked relaxed and happy and even his steps showed confidence as he stood in his spot and nodded to his best friend/cousin Hannya's hand on his shoulder, the gold eyes giving him confidence to relax for the moment and stand still. The violins began to play a different tune and as Aoshi sighed and turned around, he held his hands gently in front of him as Misao began to walk in with her father. Everybody rose to their feet to watch Misao walk down the aisle in a beautiful white wedding gown. It wasn't too poufy and it didn't look extra big on her. It showed her curves just right and as Aoshi tugged his tie with a gulp, he suddenly grew nervous. Luckily, his face didn't show it.
'What if she gets cold feet?' he thought to himself. 'What if she's not happy afterwards?—Don't think that way, goddammit! Misao loves me no matter what… She loves me and it's the best thing I've ever had.'
"She looks amazing." Hannya said in his ear gently. "You're lucky to have her, cousin."
"I know." Aoshi answered back gently before he walked down and took Misao's hand from her father.
"I'm proud." Mr. Makimachi said. "She's all yours now."
"Thank you." Aoshi replied back gently before he smiled at her and walked up to the pastor. Misao sighed gently and after the pastor, Misao's grandfather Okina, smiled at them both, the music stopped and the ceremony began.
"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to acknowledge and celebrate the love that unites Aoshi," he gave him a smile. "And Misao," he turned to give her one as well, "in oneness.(sigh)
"We recognize this love as an expression of God's love. In this love, you may relax in each other's arms as you have never relaxed before. May each of you know, from now on, that there is one whose love you can depend forever. And that, is the love of each other."
Aoshi and Misao gave each other gentle smiles.
"May this marriage be your sanctuary, your haven from worldly pain. May you create, with God, a piece of heaven on earth. Centered in our own love-filled hearts, let us now bless Aoshi and Misao on their chosen day of marriage."
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"Do you, Aoshi Shinomori, take my granddaughter, Misao, to be your wedded wife? To have and to hold from this day forward? For better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?"
"I do." Aoshi said happily as he adjusted her ring on her finger. "With all my heart, for the rest of my life… I do."
"And do you, Misao, take this man, Aoshi to be your wedded husband? To have and to hold from this day forward? For better or for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, 'til death do you part?"
"I do." Misao answered as she looked up lovingly into Aoshi's eyes. "With all my heart, for the rest of my life… I do."
"Then by the power invested in me, I happily pronounce you two husband and wife." Okina smiled and as Misao bit her lip gently and mouthed 'finally!' he chuckled gently and looked at them both.
"You may now kiss the bride."
Aoshi sighed gently and as he leaned down, Misao giggled gently and they 'aww'ed as their lips met and they shared their first loving kiss as married-folks. Aoshi let go and after placing another chaste kiss, Okina smiled and they turned to face their family and friends.
"I now introduce you to Mr. and Mrs. Aoshi Shinomori."
They burst into applause and as the music came on again, they began to walk down the aisle together with smiles. Misao looked up towards Aoshi and as Aoshi smiled down at her, she asked a question.
"This feels awesome, doesn't it?"
"Yes." He said and he kissed her finger. "It's amazing."
November 1st 2014 (Twenty-four years old)
She couldn't contain it and as she bounced happily through their three-story Victorian house, her hand rubbed her stomach for a moment before walking to the front door area and listening to the motor of Aoshi's car—a wedding gift from Saitou—turn off. She backed up a few steps and after she heard his foot-steps slowly making their way to the house, she squealed gently and began to bounce in place. Her black hair went up and down with her body and as she pulled it from her face, happy blue-green eyes were revealed. Her cheeks were gently flushed and as she fixed her shorts and sports bra, the door finally was opened and Aoshi's tall frame was revealed. His bangs were brushed sideways and his tie was loosened as he sighed and looked at Misao. She instantly screamed out in happiness and she got a running start before jumping into his arms.
"Aoshi!" she cried happily and Aoshi dropped his briefcase as he held her and he spun around on their front porch. Her black hair flew over her shoulder and after she backed her head away, they shared a kiss before he picked up his briefcase and carried her into the house. He kicked the door shut and after he let her down, he gave a small smile to her athletic outfit. She put her hands on her hips and as she leaned her head to the side with a smile, Aoshi asked how her day was.
"It was boring without you. I went to work and after I was done designing I just got bored and came back home. Took a nap, but then I got a phone call and I couldn't sleep anymore! I've been waiting for you to get home forever now!"
"What do you have to tell me?" Aoshi asked teasingly. "You scored another goal with the traveling team again?"
"Not that. And yes, I did do that yesterday, thus being the reason why I came home drunk. They forced me to drink."
"I understand. Now… what do you want to tell me?"
"Well," she began and she then looked back up with a smile. "You know how I was sick in the morning those few weeks back, but got over it in like a week? Yeah, so anyways. I felt… I dunno, I guess weird the past few days because I feel like I'm not the only one in me."
"Huh?" he asked with an arched eyebrow.
"Not in that sense, you perv!" he smirked as she hit his chest and then she spoke again. "But, yeah! So I went to the doctor."
"Misao, you still are hyper talking like all those years back. This won't change, will it?"
"Hell no! It's amazing I still can do it after college. Anyways, I went to the doctors this morning and after I asked him what was wrong, I found out what was wrong."
She began to blush and after Aoshi asked what was wrong, her lips formed into a smile and she touched her stomach gently with both hands. Aoshi gasped and as his cheeks heated up in a blush as well, Misao took his hand and put it over her stomach.
"I'm pregnant, Aoshi… we're going to have a baby." Aoshi suddenly felt light-headed and after Misao kissed his fingers, she gave him an embarrassed smile.
"Guess that night on your business trip really did it—oh my god, baby! Are you alright?!"
Aoshi had fallen onto the floor in the shock of it all and as she fell to her knees and shook him, her midnight black locks flew over her shoulder as she shook him and tapped his cheek. Quickly, she ran and grabbed some water before she came back and sprinkled it on his face. Aoshi's eyes clenched shut and after he opened his ice-blue eyes, he looked up into Misao's worried eyes.
"The shock too much for you?" she asked gently.
"Yeah." He replied and after he sat up, he put his arms around her waist and sighed. She straddled his hips and after Aoshi propped himself up on his elbows, she enlaced their fingers together.
"We're having a baby?" she nodded as she bit her lip. "A real baby that will grow up and move on to have its own?"
Misao laughed as she nodded and once Aoshi smiled, he hugged her and rolled around as she squealed and pressed kisses to his lips.
"Are you happy? Tell me what you feel." she said gently to him once he helped her up and spun her around.
"Yes!" he cried and she laughed as he continued to happily spin. "It's amazing! I'm finally having a baby!"
July 8th 2015 (Twenty-five years old)
"Aoshi… Aoshi wake up." Small hands shook a strong muscular chest.
"Mmm mmm… too tired." A sleepy response.
"Aoshi… Aoshi…Aoshi! Get up!" her voice grew desperate
"What happened, Misao?!" he froze as he felt his foot suddenly wet. "Did you piss on my foot?"
"My water broke, you ass! That's what I've been trying to wake you for!"
Aoshi jerked out of the bed and after he gasped and looked at her, he ran his fingers through his hair and looked at her. She nodded and after she quickly felt a contraction, she gasped and arched in pain. Aoshi grabbed their things and as he opened his phone, he called everybody on one phone line and rushed the things into the car.
"Misao's water just broke." Was all he said before hanging up on all of them. He rushed back upstairs and after he raised her up, her round swollen belly came into view as she grabbed onto his shirt and let out a whimper of pain.
"Don't worry. I can do this."
Aoshi led her towards the stairs and after he held her tightly and moved down the steps, she gasped again as he shut the door and quickly moved her into their car. Hannya ran up the street in pajama pants and after he jumped into the driver's seat, Aoshi shut the back seat door and Hannya drove off.
"I'm so glad I moved in your neighborhood." Hannya said with a sigh. "You'd be fucked otherwise."
Misao groaned in pain and as Aoshi held her gently, Misao gripped his hand and he rubbed her skin gently. His legs felt chilly in the air-conditioner, but once they reached the hospital, Hannya opened the door and Aoshi raised her out the car. People looked in surprise at his blue and black plaid boxers, but once they saw Misao, they instantly understood.
"Can we get a stretcher or something?! This woman's going into labor!" Hannya barked. His gold eyes were frantic and as he rubbed his tan skin, he shook the black hair from his eyes and saw a few doctors coming. He sighed in relief and once Aoshi laid her down, Hannya gave him his phone and bags.
"You tell me what floor you're on. I'm going to park the car and let everybody know we're up here."
"Thanks." Aoshi replied before he followed the stretcher down the hallway.
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Months of lamas classes barely prepared him for this. He thought he'd be ready, but in some places he wasn't. But, even though he was scared for his wife, he hid it and kept calm just for her. Misao's forehead was slick with sweat and as her back arched, her blue-green eyes were visible as she stared up at the ceiling and tried to mute her painful cry.
"It feels like I'm being ripped apart!" she hissed and as she arched again, the death-like grip on Aoshi's hand transferred some of the pain she was feeling to him. The doctors got ready to deliver and as Aoshi calmly rubbed her hand, she gripped it gently and laid her head back.
"Aoshi, I'm scared." She finally whimpered to him and after he leaned down, he told her not to be and pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.
"I'm here with you."
"Alright now, Misao." The doctor said. "On the count of three, you're going to push." Misao nodded and as Aoshi fixed their hands, the doctor counted to three. Misao took a breath and as she began to push, the pain she felt was huge. She gripped Aoshi's hand and after her back arched up, they told her to stop and she slumped into the mattress. Aoshi smoothed her bangs away and after two more times of pushing, she gave a yell of pain and shook her head frantically.
"I can't do it." She cried. "I can't do it anymore, I can't do it."
"Misao, you can finish this."
"I can't!" she cried into her hand. "I can't do it!"
"Yes you can." He calmly soothed her.
"You're not lying here feeling what I feel! You get pregnant and then tell me if you can do it!"
Aoshi pressed a kiss onto her forehead and after he calmed her down gently by humming, he rubbed her hand and he told her that she could finish.
"Just think, Misao." He said gently as the doctors got ready for Misao to start again. "This is our baby. Our little child is almost here. If you want our little miracle, then you can finish this. I'm here for you and I'm not going anywhere."
"… I'm okay." She finally told them and after Aoshi kissed her cheek, the doctor counted to three and told her to push. She gave a grunt and after he told her to keep going, her face grew red and she gripped Aoshi's hand as hard as she could. He didn't complain and as Misao let out a scream into the air, her body slumped back into the mattress and the doctors sighed in relief as the baby was finally into the world.
"It's a boy." He said gently to them. "A beautiful little boy." The baby's cry was soon heard and as Misao continued to pant, Aoshi smiled gently and pressed small kisses to her lips.
"You did it." He whispered gently. "You did it."
He wiped her tears and after she gave him a gentle smile, her eyes shut as she received another kiss.
"Aoshi, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?" Aoshi nodded and after he took the scissors, he gently cut them and they patted his back as he sighed and walked back towards Misao. The nurse giggled gently at Aoshi's boxers before they wrapped the baby in a blue cloth and brought him over. Black hair was already on his head and as Misao gasped in awe, Aoshi opened his eyes in surprise as well.
'It's so small… my son…'
"Here's your baby boy, Misao. Congratulations on a successful birth. What are you two going to name him?"
"Minzhe." They said together. "Minzhe Akio Shinomori."
The doctors left them to be together and as Misao looked down in awe, the baby let out a whine and opened a pair of beautiful light blue-green eyes. They shut back gently as he began to cry.
"A mix." Aoshi said gently and as Misao shifted her body, she spoke.
"Kobanwa, Minzhe." She said softly in japanese as he bawled and moved around in her arms. "Daijabou desu ka? Huh? Daijabou desu ka?"
Aoshi smiled softly at her japanese and as she told him to calm down, her lulling voice made him quiet and look up into Aoshi's eyes. It was like a bond had been formed and as Aoshi held out his pinkeye, Minzhe suddenly smiled and held onto his finger. Aoshi's eyes opened in surprise and as he gasped, Misao made room for him and let Aoshi hold the baby in his arms.
"Look at my son…" he said gently as he watched the boy fall into a soft sleep while holding on to his finger. "Look at my beautiful son. You're going to be a proud man one day and I promise I'll teach you everything I know."
Misao wiped her tears and as Aoshi let her hold the baby again, he slipped his arm around her shoulders and he rested his forehead against hers.
"I love you, Misao."
"I love you too, Aoshi." She replied back without hesitation and as the baby sighed and grabbed hold of Aoshi's finger once more, she rested her forehead against his tiredly.
"This is the best thing to happen to us, huh Shi? In the twenty years that we've known each other… this really shows it."
"Yeah, Sao-sao." He said softly as his son slept. "It's amazing."
Through everything, nothing has stopped us from loving each other.
I've never felt this strongly for anybody like the way I have for him.
She makes me happy… her and Minzhe… they both make me more happier than anybody else could have. I love this woman with everything I am.
No matter what's happened between us, no matter who we've been with, we both always manage to say the answer that we love the most.
"Yes. It's amazing."
R.S.: Alrighty! That was the letter Y! I think this is so sweet! I loved writing this one! Please give me feedback and tell me what you thought! I'd love it!
ONE MORE LEFT! I'M SO SAD!
Love,
Rampaging Sorrow
P.S.: I'm going to miss this with all my heart.