Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Blue Bamboo ❯ One-Shot

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Blue Bamboo

Disclaimer: I do not own RK their creator does, so sad *pouts*

Rating: err…toss up R-NC17

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It had been over a month since Kenshin fought Shisho and Aoshi-sama. She could still remember it clearly the way his eyes had looked when he had fought jiyra and how he did not even look at her when he walked away. It had hurt her more deeply than she had ever expected.

Then when she saw him, again this time when he fought against Kenshin he seemed even colder if that was possible, she was not sure exactly what happened because she had to keep Kaoru safe and she was not able to pay attention to that battle as she had wanted to.

However, when it was all over and she asked Kenshin he just looked down at her his eyes looking sympathetic, which pissed her off even more. She had hit him shouting at him to stop looking at her like that and to just spit it out. That was when Yahiko that little brat jumped in and began to argue with her.

"Miss Misao?"

She looked up to find one of her friends looking at her.

"Yes?"

"Well dinner's ready and you haven't eaten anything really and I thought that you might want some."

She then produced a small tray of food, which contained all of Misao's favorite foods.

"I don't know what to say. Thank you but I'm really not that hungry."

The girl looked a little sad but set the tray down anyways, hoping the young girl would eat.

"In case you get hungry then."

She turned and walked away leaving Misao to stare at the food before her. She really was not hungry she had not really been since Aoshi-sama told her to stay away from him that he never wanted to see her again. She could feel the tears begin to well up in her eyes but they never fell she had never let the tears fall, not even when she found out he left or when jiyra was nearly killed or when she found out about the Oniwaban so she wouldn't let them fall now.

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The cool night air blew the leaves of the trees and caressed the soft summer grass as tall man dressed a tan coat walked down the streets of Kyoto. It had been so long since he actually strolled down a street with out the purpose of his journey ending up taking a life.

He took a deep breath then let it out just as he stopped in front of a large inn. He glanced at the sign, there was only one light on it was on the top floor but after a few moments it turned off. He stood there watching the place afraid it would disappear.

He knew she was inside probably asleep but that fact was what kept him outside. Her, he had kept her at a distance so she would not get hurt trained her to take care of herself so no one else would have to. Nevertheless, he found he wanted to take care of her, which was part of the reason he left, he was attached to her. He had also hurt her several times he told her to go away that he did not ever wish to see her again. He looked up at the window once more than turned and walked away.

Misao was still awake she had nibbled a little on the food but was not very hungry she was not very tired either, she was restless. Gramps said she was always too energetic for her own good, even for a child and young girl she had always had excessively too much energy. She guessed that was why she was trained as one of the Oniwaban but that just seemed to make it worse. Misao shook her head and stood up her eyes darting towards the window.

"I have to get out of here."

She grabbed her throwing knives, went to the window, and made her way quietly down the roof and over the wall. Gramps may still be recovering but he still had very good hearing. She made her way through the town staying in the shadows so no one would notice her not that anyone would.

She walked by another inn its doors open it looked like a party was in progress. She gave a small smile when she remembered the party they threw Kenshin and Kaoru. Her eyes saddened when she thought of them because then she thought of Aoshi.

"Misao you are such an idiot."

She whispered to herself and dashed off down the street unaware someone had been watching her from the shadows. His blue eyes glowing in the night as they watched her slender form retreat into the darkness.

Misao was wandering through the woods jumping from tree to tree as fast as she could, leaping off one of the branches and landing on the ground with out a sound, she had become quiet good over the last couple of weeks because that was all she did was practice like this.

She thought at first if she was better if she was able to fight as good as Kenshin and Aoshi then maybe he would come back then it turned into a way for her to release her energy not like she didn't release it already but it helped her. She could not, would not let herself cry so instead she trained harder got better. However, not as good as they were but still a lot better than she used to be.

"I wonder what everyone's doing right now."

She whispered gazing up at the night sky; she had not talked to Kaoru or Kenshin in a while she just did not feel like it. She knew she would never know about Aoshi, which is why she felt sadness all the time. A lone tear slide down her creamy white skin, angry with herself for letting a tear escape Misao let loose a low growl then lunged at a near by tree and threw her knives, they landed in a straight line across the bark.

He had followed her to the woods but seemed to have lost her, when he heard a low cry he went towards it. He came out in a bamboo field his blue eyes scanning the horizon for her. They stopped when they found her slender form; she was attacking a stack of bamboo rods.

He glanced around there were broken bamboo shoots everywhere. It looked like a tsunami blew threw here. He glanced back over to her she had stopped her fists at her sides she was panting hard trying to catch her breath. He was watching her every movement she was quiet lovely, her long midnight blue hair her huge blue eyes that always seemed to be smiling at him.

She had become a young woman though she never seemed to care for the boys that paid attention to her, though he had never seen her return their attentions. He was so wrapped up in his thoughts he did not notices she was crying until he heard her quiet sobbing. She was on her knees leaning over her arms on the ground her face buried in them.

`Misao you are such and idiot why are you being such a baby? Crying like this, it's so foolish.'

She could not help it though the tears would not stop they just kept coming sliding down her face, the cries of pain escaping her lips every now and then. She buried her head deeper in her arms wishing the ground would swallow her.

`She's crying? Have I made her cry?'

His chest seemed to ach and his heart lurched forward without thinking he stepped out of the shadows and began to walk towards her. He kneeled down and placed a hand on her back. He felt her still beneath him and suck in her breath. She slowly turned her face up to see who was there.

Misao blinked her blurry eyes she was not sure she was seeing right. It could not possibly be him; he never wanted to see her again.

"Aoshi…."

He felt the pain in his chest grow and tighten around his heart. She looked even more beautiful with a tear stained face. She looked vulnerable her lips looked inviting and her eyes seemed to be questioning what they were looking at. He lifted his other hand to her face cupping her chin in his fingers.

`This can't be real can it? Is it really Aoshi or am I just dreaming?'

His hand moved down her back and slipped around her waist pulling her up towards him until she was only inches from his body. Her hands were hanging by her side, her eyes showed her confusion, hurt, and he caught a fleeting glimmer of hope pass through her deep blue eyes.

His hand still holding her chin he bent his head down and drew her to him. His lips lightly brushing hers. He heard her give a small gasp then felt as her hands moved slowly up his chest to his shoulders.

He began to lick with her lips coaxing them to open when they parted he plunged his tongue into her mouth exploring its every crevice, his tongue finding hers and playing with it. He pulled out and began to lick her bottom lip nipping at it every so often.

`Is this real, it feels real but so do my dreams. I have to know but do I really want to what if it is just a dream.'

He felt a tear slide down her cheek he pulled back and kissed it away.

"Aoshi…"

He heard her sad cry of his name, it made his chest tighten even more and he pulled her closer. He had hurt her and now he was going to try to make up for it for everything but he was not sure if she wanted him what if she pushed him away as he did with her. He had to know.

"Misao?"

She went ridged her eyes widening and her hands clenched his shirt.

`He's really here. Aoshi-sama is… is really here.'

She gazed up at his face his eyes were glowing but not their usual cold glint but a warm blue. Her hand went to his face touching his cheek to see if he was real or not. He seemed a little unsure but she thought that maybe it was the light playing in his eyes because she never once saw him be anything but certain and cool.

She felt the fire coursing through her veins and thought she would have burn marks where his hands were. She wanted him so badly she didn't know when it happened but her admiration and respect for him turned in to something much more and ever since the final battle she had been having dreams of him some sad and innocent others very hot which made her moan and ach at night and now here he was but the question that was nagging her was `would he push me away again?'

"Misao?"

He repeated again, cupping her face in his hand, and took her lips once more. She closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around him tangling her hand in her hair while the other one pulled off his coat and slipped under his shirt to feel his skin.

He could feel her soft cool hands roaming over his body, which felt like it was now on fire. He wanted her so badly he could not take it, he had only meant to apologize and ask for her forgiveness then leave, but when he saw her, the first time after the battle with the Battousai he could not she had looked happy.

He did not want to walk in then walk out upsetting her world. He never thought he would feel such passion for her after only a month. Then he had known her for her entire life and had always seemed to love her but this love now was something much different from before.

She couldn't stop herself no matter what happened after all she knew this was what she wanted even if it was just this once she had to have him near her, inside her around her if only for one night.

Misao had opened his shirt and her hands were pulling it off he felt what she was doing and finished the rest for her, her hands roamed over his body greedily. He felt her pull away from his lips but when he felt them trailing down his collarbone to his chest his eyes seemed to burst with hunger and he could feel his need getting stronger and harder. He moved his hands and began to remove her outfit it was not hard after all you just pulled the sash and all he had to do was discard the oversized shirt. He slipped inside and began to skim his hands over her curves then his hand went down her back and encircled her waist bringing her closer to him, bending his head down he began to kiss her breast.

Misao moaned with pleasure and he continued to kiss and suckle on her breast flicking his tongue over her nipple while his other hand held her in place. She arched her back for him and he moved on to the other one and began to kiss and suckle that one.

He slipped off the shirt and gazed down at her fully naked body. Misao blushed slightly and looked away; he reached for her chin forcing her to look up at him when she did it made her blush even harder. He kissed her lightly at first then deepened the kiss his hands tracing her shape.

Thinking it was not fair that she be the only one naked, she moved her hands down his chest to the waistband of the pants and opened them up slipping her hand inside. He gasped when he felt her hands on his arousal making him harden even more. She moved her hand up and down playing with the tip then going back down. Aoshi gave a low moan in the back of his throat. He kissed her even harder while his hand slid down her thigh slipping between her legs.

She felt as though the air was knocked from her lunges she could feel his fingers inside her and she began to moan with desire.

"A-o-shi-sa-ma…"

His name came out in broken sobs as he moved his fingers around in her folds playing with her nub she was warm and wet. He pulled his fingers out making her give a moan of protest, which only made him give a slight smile. He removed the rest of his clothing in one swift movement then slowly laid her on her back.

He was straddled over her laying kisses all over her body; she could feel how much he wanted her it was rubbing up against her thigh. It was getting harder to breath and if he did not do something soon she felt as though she would burn up.

He could feel her squirming underneath him arching towards him. He slowly entered her and she gave a sharp cry as he broke through her, he stopped for a moment so she could adjust but she pulled him to her taking his lips as the rest of him slammed into her.

She felt warm and tight around him, he pulled out then pushed back in going slowly at first to create a rhythm but Misao could not wait she did not want to go slow. She moved her hips and quickened the pace their bodies slamming into each other. They were both reaching their peeks but he wanted her to go over first it did not end up like that somehow they hit it together. He did not realize he cried out her name but he did. They collapsed on each other both sweating he was still inside her as he lay on top of her kissing her forehead and all over her face. She gave a satisfied smile her eyes gazing up at his. He brushed the hair from her face and kissed her once again causing the flames to race through their bodies.

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He was looking down at his sleeping Misao, she had finally collapsed a few hours ago the sun had just begun to rise when she ha fallen asleep though not before she voiced her last thought.

"I love you Aoshi-sama…"

With a smile on her face, she closed her eyes and fell asleep in his arms. Aoshi just gazed down at her a slow smile spreading over his face as his kissed her and whispered into her ear.

"I love you too…"

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Well? How was it is my first lemon so try not to crush me too much. I thought I'd use my favorite character and because there are way too many that he's not in so here's one he is Hopefully I'll write some more if you think this was good.