Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Captive Seduction ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Buffybot76 
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.19.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 395 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 10.19.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 1.7K | Visits: 395 | Status: Completed
Title: Captive Seduction
Author: Rose
Email: buffybot76@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13/R
Classification: Rurouni Kenshin romance/action/adventure
Parings: Kenshin/Misao
Summary: Seduction always comes with high prices. For Misao, it might just be her heart. What will Kenshin say about that? Oro!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to their creator Nobuhiro Watsuki!
Spoilers: None
Distribution: FanFiction.Net. MediaMiner.com and my Yahoo Group: For the Love of Misao. If anyone else wants it, just email me and ask.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Previously on Captive Seduction......
The man's lips curled up into a smile that sent chills down Misao's spine. There was a sound of a door opening to the left, out of her field of vision. Footsteps approached and soon there was an older looking woman hovering above her. With widening eyes, Misao watched as the woman withdrew a syringe from the right pocket of the kimono she wore. It appeared to be filled with an odd colored liquid. Oh, this was not good.
Misao began to struggle when she saw the woman flick the syringe twice in order to remove any stray air bubbles. Lashing out violently, Misao attempted to evade the needle which had begun to descend toward her arm.
In the end it took four men, who had been standing guard, to hold her in order for the "nurse" to administer her "medicine". Soon, Misao's head began to swim as whatever she had been injected with took over. As her body relaxed completely and her senses began to dim, the foreigner's voice followed her into the depths of oblivion.
"Yes, Mr. Brighton will be most pleased with this one."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 2
The young woman sighed in relief as she saw the Kamiya dojo come into view amidst the foggy haze of the late evening.. "Finally..." Omasu breathed, and quickened her pace. Finally, she would know if their fears had been in vain. She hoped they had. For if they had not, Omasu would have to inform the dojo's inhabitants that something- perhaps awful- had happened to a friend... a friend dear to them all.
She reached the dojo and immediately called out the normal phrase to announce her presence in a clipped, worried tone. "Excuse me, please?" She then waited impatiently for someone to answer. It wasn't long before the door was slid back to reveal the slim form of Himura Kenshin.
"Omasu-dono? What a pleasant surprise." the polite rurouni spoke and stepped back from the entrance, gesturing for Omasu to enter. "We were just sitting down to eat, that we were. Won't you please join us?"
"Gomen, Himura-san for interrupting your meal." Omasu apologized as she followed the red-haired man through the dojo to the dining area.
"That is quite alright Omasu-dono, that it is." Kenshin replied, smiling as he allowed the young woman to enter the dining room before him.
He heard her gasp softly behind him as he was reclosing the shoji and turned around, checking over the room. He noticed nothing amiss. Sano and Yahiko were sitting opposite one another at the food-laden table while Kaoru was in the process of placing a bowl of green salad that he himself had just prepared. He heard Omasu murmur Misao's name softly in an almost dispairing tone and he frowned, a wave of dread suddenly washing over him.
"Omasu-dono, why have you come here?"
"Kenshin!!" Kaoru gasped in shock at the normally polite man's abrupt question, though it brought no reaction from either the rurouni nor Omasu. The young woman turned to Kenshin, her soft, lavender-colored eyes misting over with unshed tears.
"Himura-san, please tell me how long Misao-chan has been gone from the dojo." Omasu's voice sounded strained as she spoke, almost as if the she dreaded to hear Kenshin's response.
By now Kaoru, Sano and Yahiko had noticed the odd behaviour in their visitor and Kaoru moved to stand beside Omasu, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Misao-dono?" By now a look of intense worry had made its way into Kenshin's violet eyes. "Omasu-dono, Misao has been gone from the dojo for over two weeks, that she has. Surely she has made it back to the Aoiya by now?"
Kenshin felt a sharp pain in his heart when Omasu shook her bowed head no before promply bursting into the tears that had been threatening to fall ever since she had entered the dojo to find Misao absent. She felt a light touch on her chin as calloused fingers used it to gently tilt her head back so that she was staring with tear-filled eyes into Kenshin's intense gaze.
"Omasu-dono, please don't cry. I promise that I will find Misao-dono, that I will." There was such an intensity behind the sentence that not one person in the room doubted the rurouni's words.
"Arigatou, Himura-san." Omasu gasped out, smiling through her tears.
Kaoru proceeded to lead the distraught Omasu to one of the dojo's spare rooms as Kenshin returned to his own to pack what things he would need on his search for Misao. He stepped from his room in time to see Sano exiting his own with a pack similar to the rurouni's slung over his shoulder.
"Ano, Sano what do you think you are doing?"
"What's it look like, Kenshin? I'm going with you." Sano replied.
"Oro?" Kenshin blinked. He had honestly not thought about anyone else assisting in the search for Misao. Sano noticed this and frowned.
"Damn it, Kenshin! You always try to do everything by yourself. You didn't think I'd leave you to look for itachi girl by yourself, did ya? She's my friend too, you know!"
Kenshin's surprised expression melted away to be replaced with a grateful smile. "Gomen nasai, Sano. Of course not."
Sano walked over to his red-haired friend and returned the smile with one of his cocky grins. He clasped a hand on the rurouni's slim shoulder, a serious look taking control of his features. "I know what she means to you Kenshin. We *will* find her."
Kenshin's eyes widened slightly. He had not known that his feelings toward Misao had been so evident that Sanosuke had been able to tell. Kenshin felt the tell-tale heat of a blush creeping up his neck as he realized that if Sano knew, then that meant...
"Kaoru-dono? Yahiko-chan?"
"Jeez, Kenshin, Jou-chan knew before I did. And Yahiko, he thinks it's funny as hell."
"Oro?"
Sano chuckled as he followed the slightly blushing rurouni down the hall. Just then, one of the shoji doors at the far end slid open and Kaoru stepped out. She had taken Omasu to lie down, figuring that the young woman had more than likely pushed herself too hard to reach the dojo as soon as possible. She had been right. Omasu had been fallen asleep only seconds after her body had settled onto the soft futon. Kaoru looked up as Kenshin and Sano approached. Glancing from Sano to Kenshin, Kaoru sighed gently before shaking her head sadly.
"What could have happened? Surely Misao would have sent word if she knew she would be delayed. It's not like her to worry her friends."
Kenshin nodded. "I agree. Misao-dono might act immature at times, but she would never do something as irresponsible as this, that she would not."
"Well, I'll go and pack some food for you guys to take with you."
Kaoru then turned and retreated into the dining room. A few short minutes later and Kaoru stood at the front door of the dojo with Sanosuke and Kenshin. She handed Sano the food pack and kissed his cheek before moving to hug Kenshin. "You will find her, you hear me Kenshin? I just know it."
Kenshin looked up at Kaoru, offering her one of his patented rurouni smiles. "That I will."
With that, Kenshin and Sano left the dojo to start their search. As they made their way down the forest path, Sano sniffed at the package of food Kaoru had given them. "Did jou-chan make this?" He questioned vaguely.
Kenshin chuckled lightly through the depths of his worry and assured his friend. "No, Sano..... I did."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In the middle of a darkened room, a young woman huddled in the center of a bed. Her long, midnight tresses, normally braided neatly, were unbound and spead out to fan around her slight, trembling frame. Cold... Confused...Empty...Scared. She felt all of these at once and it was completely overwhelming.
Cold because of the chill of the room in which she had awoke to find herself in.
Confused because she had this nagging feeling that she should know where she was, but did not.
Empty because that was the state in which her mind was in at the moment for she couldn't remember a thing.
Scared because the worst part was that she couldn't even remember her name...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
TBC....
Author: Rose
Email: buffybot76@hotmail.com
Rating: PG-13/R
Classification: Rurouni Kenshin romance/action/adventure
Parings: Kenshin/Misao
Summary: Seduction always comes with high prices. For Misao, it might just be her heart. What will Kenshin say about that? Oro!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to their creator Nobuhiro Watsuki!
Spoilers: None
Distribution: FanFiction.Net. MediaMiner.com and my Yahoo Group: For the Love of Misao. If anyone else wants it, just email me and ask.
Feedback: Yes, please.
Previously on Captive Seduction......
The man's lips curled up into a smile that sent chills down Misao's spine. There was a sound of a door opening to the left, out of her field of vision. Footsteps approached and soon there was an older looking woman hovering above her. With widening eyes, Misao watched as the woman withdrew a syringe from the right pocket of the kimono she wore. It appeared to be filled with an odd colored liquid. Oh, this was not good.
Misao began to struggle when she saw the woman flick the syringe twice in order to remove any stray air bubbles. Lashing out violently, Misao attempted to evade the needle which had begun to descend toward her arm.
In the end it took four men, who had been standing guard, to hold her in order for the "nurse" to administer her "medicine". Soon, Misao's head began to swim as whatever she had been injected with took over. As her body relaxed completely and her senses began to dim, the foreigner's voice followed her into the depths of oblivion.
"Yes, Mr. Brighton will be most pleased with this one."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 2
The young woman sighed in relief as she saw the Kamiya dojo come into view amidst the foggy haze of the late evening.. "Finally..." Omasu breathed, and quickened her pace. Finally, she would know if their fears had been in vain. She hoped they had. For if they had not, Omasu would have to inform the dojo's inhabitants that something- perhaps awful- had happened to a friend... a friend dear to them all.
She reached the dojo and immediately called out the normal phrase to announce her presence in a clipped, worried tone. "Excuse me, please?" She then waited impatiently for someone to answer. It wasn't long before the door was slid back to reveal the slim form of Himura Kenshin.
"Omasu-dono? What a pleasant surprise." the polite rurouni spoke and stepped back from the entrance, gesturing for Omasu to enter. "We were just sitting down to eat, that we were. Won't you please join us?"
"Gomen, Himura-san for interrupting your meal." Omasu apologized as she followed the red-haired man through the dojo to the dining area.
"That is quite alright Omasu-dono, that it is." Kenshin replied, smiling as he allowed the young woman to enter the dining room before him.
He heard her gasp softly behind him as he was reclosing the shoji and turned around, checking over the room. He noticed nothing amiss. Sano and Yahiko were sitting opposite one another at the food-laden table while Kaoru was in the process of placing a bowl of green salad that he himself had just prepared. He heard Omasu murmur Misao's name softly in an almost dispairing tone and he frowned, a wave of dread suddenly washing over him.
"Omasu-dono, why have you come here?"
"Kenshin!!" Kaoru gasped in shock at the normally polite man's abrupt question, though it brought no reaction from either the rurouni nor Omasu. The young woman turned to Kenshin, her soft, lavender-colored eyes misting over with unshed tears.
"Himura-san, please tell me how long Misao-chan has been gone from the dojo." Omasu's voice sounded strained as she spoke, almost as if the she dreaded to hear Kenshin's response.
By now Kaoru, Sano and Yahiko had noticed the odd behaviour in their visitor and Kaoru moved to stand beside Omasu, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder.
"Misao-dono?" By now a look of intense worry had made its way into Kenshin's violet eyes. "Omasu-dono, Misao has been gone from the dojo for over two weeks, that she has. Surely she has made it back to the Aoiya by now?"
Kenshin felt a sharp pain in his heart when Omasu shook her bowed head no before promply bursting into the tears that had been threatening to fall ever since she had entered the dojo to find Misao absent. She felt a light touch on her chin as calloused fingers used it to gently tilt her head back so that she was staring with tear-filled eyes into Kenshin's intense gaze.
"Omasu-dono, please don't cry. I promise that I will find Misao-dono, that I will." There was such an intensity behind the sentence that not one person in the room doubted the rurouni's words.
"Arigatou, Himura-san." Omasu gasped out, smiling through her tears.
Kaoru proceeded to lead the distraught Omasu to one of the dojo's spare rooms as Kenshin returned to his own to pack what things he would need on his search for Misao. He stepped from his room in time to see Sano exiting his own with a pack similar to the rurouni's slung over his shoulder.
"Ano, Sano what do you think you are doing?"
"What's it look like, Kenshin? I'm going with you." Sano replied.
"Oro?" Kenshin blinked. He had honestly not thought about anyone else assisting in the search for Misao. Sano noticed this and frowned.
"Damn it, Kenshin! You always try to do everything by yourself. You didn't think I'd leave you to look for itachi girl by yourself, did ya? She's my friend too, you know!"
Kenshin's surprised expression melted away to be replaced with a grateful smile. "Gomen nasai, Sano. Of course not."
Sano walked over to his red-haired friend and returned the smile with one of his cocky grins. He clasped a hand on the rurouni's slim shoulder, a serious look taking control of his features. "I know what she means to you Kenshin. We *will* find her."
Kenshin's eyes widened slightly. He had not known that his feelings toward Misao had been so evident that Sanosuke had been able to tell. Kenshin felt the tell-tale heat of a blush creeping up his neck as he realized that if Sano knew, then that meant...
"Kaoru-dono? Yahiko-chan?"
"Jeez, Kenshin, Jou-chan knew before I did. And Yahiko, he thinks it's funny as hell."
"Oro?"
Sano chuckled as he followed the slightly blushing rurouni down the hall. Just then, one of the shoji doors at the far end slid open and Kaoru stepped out. She had taken Omasu to lie down, figuring that the young woman had more than likely pushed herself too hard to reach the dojo as soon as possible. She had been right. Omasu had been fallen asleep only seconds after her body had settled onto the soft futon. Kaoru looked up as Kenshin and Sano approached. Glancing from Sano to Kenshin, Kaoru sighed gently before shaking her head sadly.
"What could have happened? Surely Misao would have sent word if she knew she would be delayed. It's not like her to worry her friends."
Kenshin nodded. "I agree. Misao-dono might act immature at times, but she would never do something as irresponsible as this, that she would not."
"Well, I'll go and pack some food for you guys to take with you."
Kaoru then turned and retreated into the dining room. A few short minutes later and Kaoru stood at the front door of the dojo with Sanosuke and Kenshin. She handed Sano the food pack and kissed his cheek before moving to hug Kenshin. "You will find her, you hear me Kenshin? I just know it."
Kenshin looked up at Kaoru, offering her one of his patented rurouni smiles. "That I will."
With that, Kenshin and Sano left the dojo to start their search. As they made their way down the forest path, Sano sniffed at the package of food Kaoru had given them. "Did jou-chan make this?" He questioned vaguely.
Kenshin chuckled lightly through the depths of his worry and assured his friend. "No, Sano..... I did."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
In the middle of a darkened room, a young woman huddled in the center of a bed. Her long, midnight tresses, normally braided neatly, were unbound and spead out to fan around her slight, trembling frame. Cold... Confused...Empty...Scared. She felt all of these at once and it was completely overwhelming.
Cold because of the chill of the room in which she had awoke to find herself in.
Confused because she had this nagging feeling that she should know where she was, but did not.
Empty because that was the state in which her mind was in at the moment for she couldn't remember a thing.
Scared because the worst part was that she couldn't even remember her name...
*~*~*~*~*~*~*
TBC....