Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ A Twist, A spice ❯ Dojo ( Chapter 8 )

I don't own them got it.

(Flash Back)

The third sword pierced his left shoulder, making him stagger a bit, almost dropping the Kodachi in his left hand. With all the weight added he backed away, and got pinned to the wall. His left arms strength started to fail, as the man used his weight. He pushed the attacker on the right off of him, in turn causing him to fall to the ground hard. Seki pushed the sword through his shoulder. Aoshi stared at the man, his facial expression never changing. He used the handle of the Kodachi and rammed it against his chest. This caused the man, called Seki, to let the sword handle go. He stumbled backwards trying to breath. Aoshi gave him a swift kick in the stomach, he fell to the ground and lay motionless. Aoshi's left arm gave way and his left side was pierced. He learched forward and backhanded the assailant, across the face. The sword fell from the man's hands. It clanged to the ground as blood dripped from the wound.

Aoshi breathed hard, he placed his Kodachi's back in their sheaths. He placed his hand on the sword still in his shoulder. He braced himself for the pain, as he wrapped his fingers around the handle. He began to pull, as he was knocked to the right, slamming into a nearby wall. He hissed in pain as the sword moved a little. He stopped its movements and looked to where he had been standing moments ago. The girl was battling now. She had picked up the knife that was held at her throat earlier. The man she was fighting held a sword and kept trying to bring it down and hit her. His movements were to slow, she quickly dodged and swiped the knife at him, each time connecting and slashing his stomach.

Aoshi grunted as he was awaken from his thoughts, his head hitting the ground as Misao shoved herself away from him. He looked at Misao's flushed face. She was breathing hard, "Why didn't you wake me up?" She blushed as she remembered her dream.

"Why does it matter?" Aoshi questioned as he ran a hand through his hair.

"Huh?" Misao was brought out of her thoughts. "It does matter, because..." Misao stopped herself she couldn't explain it to him, he would shrug it off as usual and call her a child. "Never mind," She sighed.

"What," Aoshi asked exasperated.

"AHH, that's cold." Misao shrieked into the night sky as a raindrop fell on her nose.

PLOP

Aoshi had shrugged his coat off and thrown it over Misao. "Hey," Came Misao's muffled voice.

"Do you want to get wet?" Aoshi asked.

Misao humphed, as she attempted to fold her arms. She took a step forward and almost fell. "Can I at least make a hole for me to see through?" She squeaked as Aoshi caught her.

"No." Aoshi picked Misao up and started walking.

"Aoshi put me down." Misao cried through the coat. She tried to struggle, but the coat made her movements difficult.

"No,"

"AOSHI" Misao screamed.

"Be quiet!" Aoshi barked. Misao stopped struggling, she laid her head against Aoshi's chest.

Aoshi walked through the light pouring rain, looking for a place that would shelter them. He kept quiet after Misao stopped struggling. He heard her breath change, `She must have fallen asleep. He located a tree that would shelter them. He slowly bent down, after reaching the tree, and laid Misao down. He tried to pull the coat from her form, but it wouldn't budge. He stopped his attempt and took off his wet shirt. He leaned back against the tree and propped an elbow on each knee. He looked out into the cold rain. He shivered slightly.

Misao awoke when Aoshi pulled on the coat. She was having a little trouble breathing now. She unwrapped herself from the coat and took a big breath. She stopped as she caught a glimpse of Aoshi.

Aoshi heard shuffling and looked at Misao. He grabbed for the coat, but Misao held on to it.

"It's cold," Misao whined.

"...."

Misao glared at Aoshi as he started to pull on it again. She smiled at him. He quirked an eyebrow, and let the coat go. Misao got up and untangled the coat. She walked behind Aoshi, as his eyes followed her. Misao placed the coat on his shoulders. Aoshi straightened his legs, and was about to pulled the coat on, as Misao sat in his lap, and pulled it around his shoulders. She couldn't quite get it to come around her. She looked up at Aoshi's dumbfounded face. She smiled and let go of the coat. She grabbed Aoshi's arms and placed them around her stomach. She leaned back, "Now I don't need the coat?" Misao laughed.

"What?" Was the only response Aoshi could muster? He gritted his teeth as she squirmed against his chest. He pulled her closer and stopped her. He bent his head down close to her ear. "Stop squirming." He bit her ear playfully then sat back against the tree and looked up into the boughs of the tree.

"Aoshi?"

"Hmm."

"Do you remember the last time it rained, when we were out in it like this?"

"Yeah, it was the night, I met you." Aoshi sighed and closed his eyes. "Why?"

"Because I started remembering that night..." She trailed off as she turned her head. She turned around and buried her head against Aoshi's chest. "I don't want to remember, it means nothing anyway."

Aoshi's thoughts were broken as her hands clasped his shoulders. `Did I hear her right?' Aoshi thought. "What do you mean, it means nothing?" Aoshi looked down at her head.

"That's what you told me earlier." Misao said quietly. She wrapped her arms around his torso and hugged him.

Aoshi stared at her, than it dawned on him. `The talk by the river,' He thought as he hugged her. "So that's what you meant," Aoshi chuckled.

Misao looked up at him, meeting his gaze. A tear trickled down her cheek, and Aoshi bent and licked it away. Misao blushed and hid her face once again. "You had no clue earlier."

"No, I thought you meant all the battles I had gone through." Instantly he got punched in the stomach, his grip on her loosened. He looked at her now angry face.

"If you remember right, it was a battle that night." Misao huffed.

He chuckled as he leaned against the tree once again. "A battle you helped me with though."

(Flash Back)

Misao groaned as her body hit the cold ground. She tried to move but her whole body hurt to bad. She managed to open her eyes and look around. A tall man was battling three men. Each of which held a sword. She watched as they rushed at him. Her eyes widened as the man, in the middle, sword pierced his shoulder. His expression never changed. She slowly got to her knees and still watched them. One of the men was now down. She managed to stand on her knees. The pain flowing through her body made it difficult to stand. She managed to get to her feet. The tall man had knocked two of the men down and smacked the other. He put his weapons away and put his hand on the sword in his shoulder. Misao watched as the evil man picked his sword back up and was ready to attack the taller man. She glanced around the ground for a weapon. She saw the knife. She swiftly picked it up, pain in-flicked throughout her body, and rushed at the man holding the sword. He brought it down as she stepped in front of the tall man; the force knocked her back into him.

Misao dodged each of his swipes. He was too slow she managed to cut him several times. She watched the sword come down for the millionth time. She flew into something hard as the man had smacked her. An arm pulled her behind the tall man. She looked up at him. He had withdrawn the sword from his shoulder, which was bleeding. He had a weapon in his other hand and attacked the man in front of him. The fight was over as the man slumped to the ground. Misao had missed all the movements of his attack. He now stood in the shadows, holding his shoulder, his face still holding no emotion. He had sheathed his weapon. Misao ran over to him, but was pushed aside as he started walking away.

Misao growled and screamed after him, "So you're going to leave me out here, in the dark?"

Aoshi took a deep breath and turned around to face her.

"Well?" Misao growled. She looked at him, and then placed a hand to her head. She shook her head and tried to look at him once again. She saw ice blue eyes as everything went black.

Misao woke up in a scarcely lit room, with a forest tint to it. She slowly sat up.

"I wouldn't move yet. You still haven't recovered all your energy." Misao glance around the room, and squinted into the dark corner. She saw ice blue eyes staring at her coldly. Misao shivered, as she turned her head away.

"I'll be fine, I have enough energy for 2 people." Misao said as she turned and smiled at him. Aoshi just stared at her. "I'm Misao."

"..."

"Can you tell me your name, or don't you have one?" Misao ask a little angry.

"Yes," That was all Aoshi said as he pushed himself from the wall and left the room.

Misao grew angry and slowly tried to stand only to fall back on to the bed, grabbing her leg. Misao stared daggers at the door. She looked over herself and found she was in a large black *t-shirt*. Her face blushed three shades of red. Shaking her head, she tried to stand again. She stood a little shakily, but stood all the same. She took a step, cringing at the pain that rose in her left leg. She took a couple more steps only to fall to he knees. "Ow," Misao whined.

* I don't know what else to call it k, this is an au too.*

"I told you not to move. Why don't you listen?" Aoshi walked in carrying a tray of food.

Misao stared at him, `He's wearing an *apron.*' Misao started giggling.

*I know probably outta place but hey it's my story k. *Smiles**

Aoshi quirked an eyebrow, and set the tray down on a table near the bed. "What?"

"Hmmmmmm," Misao covered her mouth and tried to stifle the giggles. She laughed and then got her self under control. She pointed at his Torso. He looked down, and still couldn't figure it out. "Your apron," She said through a fit of giggles. He shrugged. Her giggling stopped immediately.

He removed it. He walked over and picked her up and placed her on the bed gently. He picked up the bowel of rice and handed it to Misao. She took it gently and shoveled it down. Aoshi quirked an eyebrow, then picked the second bowl up and ate his slowly.

`Ahh that was good, a little burnt, but hey we can't all be the best at everything." Aoshi's eye twitched a little at her comment.

Plop

Aoshi glared at Misao, as she giggled. Aoshi wiped the piece of rice from between his eyes. Misao stopped laughing at the glare Aoshi gave her.

`Wait, was that a glare?' Misao thought. She shrugged and placed the bowel back on the tray. She picked up a cup of tea and took a drink. " So will you tell me your name now?"

"..."

"You know, you'll have to tell me sometime." Misao drank more of the tea and set the cup back on the tray.

"Aoshi." With that he got up and left the room, tray in hand.

"Well that got him huh." She stated to the air.

(End of Flash back)

Aoshi's sense's picked up a presence. He pulled Misao's sleeping form closer to him and stood quietly. He situated Misao so he was now holding her. He searched and found the presence. "Battousai?"

"I told you to stop calling me that," Aoshi turned and looked at a branch to his left. He could see golden eyes. "I will take you to the Dojo now." He jumped from the branch and landed in front Aoshi.

Aoshi followed as Kenshin wove through the trees. They reached the gates of the Dojo. Kenshin jumped and cleared it. Aoshi followed, except landed on the top then jumped to the ground. "Where is the girl you were watching?"

"Sleeping in her room." Kenshin showed them to a room that had a couple futon's in it. "Miss Kaoru will give Miss Misao a room tomorrow."

Aoshi looked at Kenshin, Kenshin walked into the room unrolled one of the Futon's. Aoshi set Misao on it and covered her up. Kenshin left closing the shojo behind him.

Aoshi unrolled the other Futon and sat on it. His thoughts drifted back to the past.

(Flash Back)

The next day Misao's wounds still hadn't healed for her to walk home by herself. Aoshi carried her home. Misao was nervous from all the stares; most of the people knew who she was and who her father was. Misao had directed Aoshi to her house.

When they arrived Aoshi knocked on the door. A maid opened the door, and almost threw herself on Misao. Aoshi slowly set Misao down, making sure to keep her weight off of her hurt leg.

"Miss, your father..." The maid trailed off and looked at the ground.

"What?" Misao questioned as she grabbed the maid's shoulders.

The maid looked at her with tear filled eyes. "The lord has been killed." The maid was freed from the grasp and ran to another room in the house.

"Wha..." Misao stood shocked. Her beloved father had been killed. She slumped down to her knees and sat on the porch. She stared into space as tears fell down her face. Aoshi was still behind her. He watched her silently.

"Miss," Misao turned her face toward the man that had appeared on the walkway. He gasped as he saw her face then continued. "I see you have found out about the master of this..." He was cut off.

Misao lowered her head and shouted, "HE WAS MY FATHER, I am not a maid." She hushed her voice as she cried silently.

The man's eyes widened. "The maids told me you went out last night and had not returned.

"Well I just returned," She whispered.

"You have no time to grieve, we must get you away from the house and out of the city." The man stated forcibly.

"WHY?" Misao shook her head then looked at the man sadly.

Aoshi heard a low click and turned to see a man in black jump from the window. He grabbed Misao and jumped at the man and covered them, as the house blew up. Screams were heard from inside the house, as the maids were buried. All grew quiet after the blast.

Misao was in a daze, and didn't even hear the blast. Aoshi jumped up and searched for the man in black, but couldn't find him. He turned toward the man and Misao. "We need to move now." Aoshi stated as he picked Misao up from the ground. The man led them to a nearby building. Inside he was asked to guard the girl and keep her safe until her father's killer could be found. He had agreed.

(End Of Flash Back)

`That's how I came to protect her.' Aoshi sighed heavily and lay down. `It's been a year now; still no one has found the man.

Well sorry it took so long I ran out of ideas and well I also got sick. I finished it while I was sick. I feel so bad. I didn't even go to work today wahhhhhhhhh. Anyway if you don't like it sorry. But please lave a review, any suggestions to change some tings would be nice. Its not the best and I can't portray Aoshi very well I know. Though I think I did a pretty good job with Misao. Anyway suggestions would help. If your the type that listens to songs while reading a song that I listened to for the last part, that helped me a lot was called `Ryoute Ippai by Arslan. I think it fits the last flashback but that's me.