You know, I was going to kill off Tomoe at first, but since everyone is foaming at the mouth to see that, I'm going to do something different. (MWA HAHA) For the sake of sanity, she is married to Kenshin. Without her, there would be absolutely no plot to this story. It would just be a one-shot PWP, and I don't do those. So, just sit tight and role with this little mini-story. I think y'all will like it.

WARNING! LIME! TURN AWAY IF YOU DON'T LIKE LIME!

Chapter Thirteen

With all the fury of the night before, morning surrendered to massive thunderstorms that brought torrents of rain and lightning to wake the city. The winds blew furiously, so those with older homes heard the whistling of air being forced through the tiniest of cracks and seeps. The air, though damp, was steaming. If the raindrops didn't drench you, the humidity did. It was one of those days where you wanted to just stay inside and let the world continue on without you.

Yes, that's the kind of day it was, and that is what Misao found herself doing. Lucky for her, she found a cute little apartment that had a balcony, which she converted into a small Japanese sanctuary. Bamboo plants of all sizes lined the eight-by-four space, those closest to the banister being drenched with rain. The small Koi pond had to be moved closer to the double sliding doors, which had been fashioned to look like traditional screening. The bonsai trees simply stood their ground, looking as proud and majestic as always, tiny beauties whose presence was larger than sequoias. Misao was out on the porch, lounging on the granite bench covered with fine, yet durable silk pillows before the wind moved the rain under the canopy. Now, she just gazed out from the open screen, looking at the storm before her. The sky had turned a peculiar shade of green…the shade of green that meant an even fiercer storm was brewing just beyond.

Misao sighed and closed the screens. No school today. No work, just her and her kitten Kopu…and the storm. A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky that was now as dark as night, sending little Kopu scrambling behind the couch. Misao chuckled and moved to her hands and knees to coax the chubby calico kitty from her hiding spot. The beautiful creature trembled, but trusted her hand-maiden enough to creep closer to her before another booming strike caused Kopu to leap into her arms.

"Aww, my poor baby," Misao cooed, trying to calm the frightened kitten. She glided the tips of her fingers across the soft, fluffy fur of the kitty's neck, turning her trembles of fear into the vibrations of purring. Misao smiled and continued to stoke her owner as the sound of torrential rain grew.

Ding Dong

The chime of her doorbell caught Misao's attention. After wondering for a moment who it could be, she moved to the door and peered thought her peephole to see the darkness of a trench coat and the tip of a finely shaped chin. Misao moved Kopu to her left arm and opened the door to reveal a drenched Aoshi.

"Aoshi!" Misao exclaimed, noticed his stated. He seemed soaked from head to toe. He wore a coat, but nothing he had on could have shielded him from the weather. His skin seemed pale from the dampness, but his ice-blue eyes shined like the purest diamonds.

He stole glances and the girl before him. Purple silk pajama bottoms that rode the lower portion of her hips and a white tank top that was just shy of meeting her belly button graced her athletic, yet curvaceous frame. Her long hair was pulled back into a ponytail which many strands of hair escaped, falling around her bright face. The kitty on her arm completed the masterpiece, a creature as beautiful as she, gazing curiously at him with stark amber eyes.

"May I come in?" Aoshi asked, his tone low. Then, to Misao's surprise, he added, "I wanted to make up for yesterday, so brought some DVDs."

"Of course you can come in!" Misao exclaimed, ushering him inside. She lowered Kopu to the floor and helped Aoshi out of his coat. The garment felt as if it were a ton, soaked through every fiber with rain. "I'll put this in the tub and grab you a towel. You are soaking wet."

Misao smiled brightly, taking everything in. He said he would make it up to her, and he surely had. But, she didn't particularly mind Aoshi went to help his friend. Did he mention who she was? Oh yeah, Kaoru's co-worker's wife. Something about being childhood friends. Either way, she had no problem with trusting him. They weren't even 'together', yet. Misao blushed at her thoughts. They haven't been seeing each other that long, she kept reminding herself of that...but she could dream, right?

"Would you like a cup of tea?" Misao questioned.

Aoshi nodded as he removed his loafers. His socks were damp, so he removed those as well. Misao disappeared into the bathroom while Kopu cautiously approached the stranger in her house. Aoshi turned to her and smiled, making her pause and considered her next course of action. Aoshi held out his hand to her, which caused Kopu's curiosity to circumvent her cautiousness. She sniffed the large, but graceful hand before her, and then rubbed her cheek against it, purring. Misao stood in the hallway and smiled at the sight. Aoshi, noticing another presence, met her gaze and she blushed.

"I think she likes me," Aoshi commented, still caressing the kitten.

"She's not alone," Misao said, as they shared a smile.

"Tomoe used to have a cat just like this little bundle. What's her name?" he quizzed.

"Kopu," she answered.

"Kopu? Like the Final Fantasy 'Kopu', the Moogle?" he asked. Misao's eyes brightened with the mention of her favorite RPG.

"Why, yes! Do you play Final Fantasy?" she asked excitedly.

"Yes, I do," he said as he began to dry off. He handed her the bag of DVDs and unfastened the cuffs of his shirt, trying to remove as much of the moisture as possible, but it was a difficult task. His clothes were very wet.

"That's not going to work too well, it is?" Misao questioned.

"Not at all. I should have brought an umbrella. You would think I was out all morning the rain. It's brutal out there," he commented.

"Well…I have a robe…that you can wear until your clothes dry," Misao trailed off. She never had a man in her apartment like this before. And she definitely never had a man, not even a male friend, get naked damn-near right before her. Aoshi noticed her blushing and walked past her so he could get to the bathroom. He had a good idea where it was from watching her go back there.

"Well, I'll be in the washroom getting out of these clothes, if you don't mind. You can run and grab me the robe while I'm in there," Aoshi suggested with a smile.

"S…sure," Misao muttered as she ran into her room to get the big, fluffy, terrycloth robe. In all actuality, it fit him pretty well, aside from the length. It barely went past his knees, but it wasn't too tight in the shoulders. Misao was thankful she loved oversized robes or she would have been getting one hell of a peep show. Actually…that wouldn't be a bad thing, she thought to herself.

"So, I see you brought some comedies. I really wouldn't have pegged you as the type to enjoy a good comedy," Misao said as Aoshi walked over to her. He took the one titled Coming to America, from her and opened it up.

"Well, I guess we all have our surprises, don't we," he said, looking for her DVD player.

Misao pointed him in the right direction and placed the disk into the holder. After the video was ready, there was a moment of unrest between the pair. Aoshi's presence was incredibly intimidating, even though she was on home court. Thank goodness the doorbell rung, saving her from the situation for the time being.

"I'm coming!" she yelled, rushing to the door. She looked through the peep-hole and squealed with excitement. "Kaoru!"

I closed my umbrella, shaking the rain from it. I placed it on the rack right outside the door and stepped in, removing my trench. I could feel the glare of death before I actually saw it. It was Aoshi, in a robe. My, my, my…what has my baby sister gotten into?

"Am I interrupting anything?" I asked, my eyes fixed on Aoshi, returning his gaze. Just who the hell did he think he was?

"No, not at all," Misao chirped, but her blushing told a different story. "Aoshi-sama got caught out in the rain and was drenched. He's waiting for his clothes to dry off."

"Aoshi-sama?" I emphasized. Hell, she hadn't even gotten broke off yet and she's sprung. I love my sister, but she is completely hopeless.

"Well…I think it's suiting," Misao cooed. Oh brother…

"Well, Misao, I'll just stop by later," I said, trying to remove myself from the situation.

"Do you have go?" my sister whined.

"Do you want me here while your boyfriend is half-naked in your living room?" I shot at her, but politely. I knew she honestly had no clue how this situation was playing out. If Aoshi had his way, be it conscious or not, he was going to get some.

"Ehh…it's not like that, Kaoru," Misao mumbled, trying to brush my comment off.

"There will be other times for us to hang out. I have errands to run. Enjoy your time with Aoshi," I said, slipping my coat back over my shoulders.

"But, Kaoru!" Misao whined, but to no avail. I waved and slipped back out. I grabbed my umbrella and headed back out. Whatever was going to happen, I had a feeling in my gut it wasn't going to be good. But, it was not my problem to deal with.

Aoshi sat with his hands in his laps, inwardly relieved that woman was finally gone. He never thought he'd have the urge to hit a woman before he was introduced to that particular female. Aoshi sighed and looked up at Misao. She looked sad, like she really wanted her sister there. Why on Earth would she want her sister here at a time like this, he wondered.

"Let's start that movie," he said, taking her hand, leading her to the couch.

Her frown melted to a smile and they sat down on the couch together. Misao grabbed the remote and pressed "play" while she nuzzled herself in Aoshi's arms. They sat there, quietly as the movie began. Aoshi then became unsettled as he felt the heat of Misao's body against his...the only thing keeping him from enjoying the full sensation was her clothes and his robe. He gazed at her body, catching the silhouette of her ample curves. Damning himself, he tried to control the blood from reaching his loin, but she shifted her weight against him and he could hold it in no longer.

Misao felt something against her back as she moved to get more comfortable. It must have been the remote, she thought to herself as she reached back to move it out the way, but a strong hand caught her before she could. Aoshi shook his head, sweat seemingly dripping down his brow. Then, as if reaching an epiphany, her eyes grew wide and her cheeks became flush. Aoshi just stared at her innocence. She was actually blushing because she turned him on. He almost chuckled, but her gaze stopped that. Her lips batted, as if she wanted to say something, but couldn't form the words. As if knowing instinctively what she wanted, he moved his lips down to meet hers and kissed them.

Misao moaned. She felt like her body was on fire as Aoshi touched her like she had never been touched before. He peeled her out of her clothes before she even realized, too enthralled by the sweet kisses and gentle touches he laid onto her eager body. What am I doing, her conscious thought questioned. Am I ready to do this...to be doing this with Aoshi? My god, there goes his robe!

Misao scanned his lean, muscular body from his sculpted chest, to his chiseled abs...to this hips, which in-between lay his engorged member. She gasped as she finally realized she was naked also. How did all this happen so quickly!

Why wasn't she trying to stop him?

Aoshi took soft bites to her neck, making her buck under him and she felt herself cream. She didn't know whether to push him away or pull him closer, her body and mind betraying her. Feeling her balled fists against his chest, Aoshi moved them over her head, pinning them down as he took a breast into his mouth. Her slender legs kicked as the new sensation washed over her. What was he doing to her?

The real question was, what was she doing to him? For him to show so little restraint was unlike him. He was behaving like a horny school-boy, but he didn't care. When he was with her, he could forget everything rotten about this world. He could see everything so clearly in her innocent, blue eyes. She kept him in check, in prospective. He could come to her and see his own faults and want to correct them. What was it about her?

"Give yourself to me," he whispered in her ear and he rubbed the tip of his length against her own.

She whimpered with unrealized pleasure, feeling warmth she never felt before take over. She never felt anything like it. She felt as if she were going to explode if something didn't happen. It was like a building pressure...she needed it released. She moved her head to her side and arched her hips up to him, accepting him. Without hesitation, Aoshi thrust himself into her, making her scream out in surprise and pain. She dug her nails into his flesh, creating little wounds in his arms, but he did not care. He slowly began to move inside of her, getting lost within her tight, moist walls.

Misao's body almost went limp. She had been penetrated. She was no longer a virgin. She had the man of her dreams on top of her, taking her slowly. Tears began to roll down her face as she realized what she was doing...and realized she was enjoying it. She felt the pressure rise again as Aoshi moved in and out, grinding his hips. There was still some pain, but it was overshadowed with by the new and exciting pleasure she was experiencing.

Aoshi was lost in his own little world, with this woman-child that he had grown so attached to under him. It was only a matter of minutes before his seed was released inside of her and he lay atop of her, panting. Misao put her arms around him, trying to make sense of the last half hour...and she couldn't. Her mind was racing with so many thoughts...but none of them regret. She then closed her eyes, as felt increasingly tired. Aoshi repositioned them, putting her on top, allowing Misao to rest her head on his chest...and they went to sleep.

Awww, how sweet. They got it on and now they're happy. Too bad happiness doesn't last very long in my fics. MWA HAHAHA. Stay tuned.