A/N;Oo0o0o0o0oh lookit me! I'm updating, yay! ^.^ It's been a while
hasn't it?
Disclaimer; Rurouni Kenshin does not belong to me, as you can see, if it belonged to me I'd be rich and I wouldn't be sitting here writing fics about it.
Buffybot76; I'm so proud of you, your fic was good (I read it (^.^) yay) and I hope you update CS soon. I miss it *sniff*
Mia1218;heh, you're a good guesser-er *winces* that musta hurt.......
Rurouni tomboy; o0o you could say that. Poor Misao, I'm so mean to her ^.^ '
Redmoon_night; ^.^ I'm really glad you like it, and I should update more often than I have (if my teachers don't give me too much homework -_- ' )
Mori'guessir; I know, I know, I'm a monkey, but, hey, trees ARE fun ^.^ . YW, I'll try and make sure it doen't happen again.
Neross-god; heh, there is one problem with killing me; who will finish the story? So, heh, I'm safe....for now.
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Misao stepped back to dodge the on coming attack. Her foot found nothing but air. Off balance, her arms pinwheeled, trying to keep herself from falling. Meanwhile, her attacker advanced, seeing the opportunity to strike.
His shoulder collided with Misao, knocking her from her already unstable balance. She hit the cold cement hard, but remembered to keep her head up. Instantly she found herself pinned. She stared up at the hard, unmerciful violet eyes, cold steel pressed against her throat. Misao smiled nervously.
"I suppose it's too late to just be friends?" Her statement seemed to confuse him. The pressure on the blade lessened. Then he seemed to come to a conclusion, most likely not the one Misao had hoped for. Sensing this to be true, she took his lapse, and made it to be her benifit. She kicked out, feeling it connect with his head threw her toes. he slumped forward slightly dazed. Misao reached for a piece of the statue. Grasping it, she brought it down across his head.
He lay uncontious across Misao's upper body. Misao turned several interesting shades of red. Shaking her head to clear it, Misao pushed him off. Getting up, she checked for any damage. Finding none, she went to the door, so she could join the rest of her class. She glanced back for one last look, and a wave of guilt passed through her.
It was her fault that he was injured like that. And what if someone came in, he wouldn't be able to protect himself. What was she to do? She couldn't very well explain him to her teachers. Nor anyone esle, for that matter.
She couldn't just leave him here........ Could she? ____________________________________________________________________________ ______ That concludes this chapter............. And if you believed I was going to stop there, I have 100 acres of swamp land to sell you ^.~ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------
Misao waited for the annoucement stating that her class was leaving to figure anything out. She sighed, looking back at the mysterious man who decided it was fun to attack her. She waited until she ws sure everyone left, to leave the safety of the dark room.
Misao searched for a payphone, and upon finding it she called a taxi. Returning to the room she went right to the man's side. "You could at least be wearing normal clothes, but no! You had to be a person angry enough to attack people upon waking and wear something that doesn't fit in with 99.9% of the population."
She grumbled for a while longer. Then hoisted him up and braced him with her body. He definitely was not a lightweight. His dead weight made the pace slow, and Misao was ready to collapse by the time they got outside.
When the cab pulled up, Misao had recovered enough to support his weight again. "What happened to him?" The driver looked back at them.
Misao sighed,"he got into a fight." Well, that was the truth. The ride home was pretty uneventful for Misao.
When the taxi stopped infront of her house she paid the driver before getting out. She went around the other side of the car to help her new companion out. While she practically dragged him up the steps, she wondered briefly when he was going to wake up. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________ YAY! I'm finished! Now I can finish my homework (darn teachers -_-)
Disclaimer; Rurouni Kenshin does not belong to me, as you can see, if it belonged to me I'd be rich and I wouldn't be sitting here writing fics about it.
Buffybot76; I'm so proud of you, your fic was good (I read it (^.^) yay) and I hope you update CS soon. I miss it *sniff*
Mia1218;heh, you're a good guesser-er *winces* that musta hurt.......
Rurouni tomboy; o0o you could say that. Poor Misao, I'm so mean to her ^.^ '
Redmoon_night; ^.^ I'm really glad you like it, and I should update more often than I have (if my teachers don't give me too much homework -_- ' )
Mori'guessir; I know, I know, I'm a monkey, but, hey, trees ARE fun ^.^ . YW, I'll try and make sure it doen't happen again.
Neross-god; heh, there is one problem with killing me; who will finish the story? So, heh, I'm safe....for now.
____________________________________________________________________________ _________
Misao stepped back to dodge the on coming attack. Her foot found nothing but air. Off balance, her arms pinwheeled, trying to keep herself from falling. Meanwhile, her attacker advanced, seeing the opportunity to strike.
His shoulder collided with Misao, knocking her from her already unstable balance. She hit the cold cement hard, but remembered to keep her head up. Instantly she found herself pinned. She stared up at the hard, unmerciful violet eyes, cold steel pressed against her throat. Misao smiled nervously.
"I suppose it's too late to just be friends?" Her statement seemed to confuse him. The pressure on the blade lessened. Then he seemed to come to a conclusion, most likely not the one Misao had hoped for. Sensing this to be true, she took his lapse, and made it to be her benifit. She kicked out, feeling it connect with his head threw her toes. he slumped forward slightly dazed. Misao reached for a piece of the statue. Grasping it, she brought it down across his head.
He lay uncontious across Misao's upper body. Misao turned several interesting shades of red. Shaking her head to clear it, Misao pushed him off. Getting up, she checked for any damage. Finding none, she went to the door, so she could join the rest of her class. She glanced back for one last look, and a wave of guilt passed through her.
It was her fault that he was injured like that. And what if someone came in, he wouldn't be able to protect himself. What was she to do? She couldn't very well explain him to her teachers. Nor anyone esle, for that matter.
She couldn't just leave him here........ Could she? ____________________________________________________________________________ ______ That concludes this chapter............. And if you believed I was going to stop there, I have 100 acres of swamp land to sell you ^.~ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------
Misao waited for the annoucement stating that her class was leaving to figure anything out. She sighed, looking back at the mysterious man who decided it was fun to attack her. She waited until she ws sure everyone left, to leave the safety of the dark room.
Misao searched for a payphone, and upon finding it she called a taxi. Returning to the room she went right to the man's side. "You could at least be wearing normal clothes, but no! You had to be a person angry enough to attack people upon waking and wear something that doesn't fit in with 99.9% of the population."
She grumbled for a while longer. Then hoisted him up and braced him with her body. He definitely was not a lightweight. His dead weight made the pace slow, and Misao was ready to collapse by the time they got outside.
When the cab pulled up, Misao had recovered enough to support his weight again. "What happened to him?" The driver looked back at them.
Misao sighed,"he got into a fight." Well, that was the truth. The ride home was pretty uneventful for Misao.
When the taxi stopped infront of her house she paid the driver before getting out. She went around the other side of the car to help her new companion out. While she practically dragged him up the steps, she wondered briefly when he was going to wake up. ____________________________________________________________________________ _________ YAY! I'm finished! Now I can finish my homework (darn teachers -_-)