Rurouni Kenshin Fan Fiction ❯ Pottery 101 ❯ To Teach A Weasel ( Chapter 8 )

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I feel so horrible for not updating this story for like two months. I know that I must have pissed off all my loyal reviewers for not updating for so long, but I do have a reason. I cannot seem to find any kind of information that will really help me out with the whole pottery thing. I have been searching goggle for anything that could possibly help me out but I just can't seem to find anything that's good enough. Then there's the fact that Rurouni Kenshin is no longer my current obsession. I am totally obsessed with Saint Seiya now since I have just seen it, it is still fresh in my mind. But please forgive my laziness because that is the main reason for not updating sooner. I however refuse to stop updating. I started it and now I'm gonna finish it. As I like to say, on with the story!

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Chapter 8

Hiko Seijuro was currently still laughing his ass off at Misao. It had been exactly two minutes ago that she asked the arrogant man to teach her how to make pottery and he was still laughing at her. She waited patiently for him to calm down. She was not about to go back home in defeat. She would get him to teach her no matter what it took. It seemed the he was finally calming down now because he was becoming silent.

"Are you finished laughing now Hiko?" she looked at him questioningly.

"So you are serious, weasel. And may I ask, why should I teach you how to make pottery?" he looked her right in the eye. She started to fidget under the intense stare. She had not thought of what she was going to tell him yet. "What's the matter weasel, cat got your tongue? From your silence I'm betting this has to do something with the ice block doesn't it?" he couldn't understand why in the world she was so obsessed with Shinimori. The man was a complete ice block. He would rather drink tea than sake, something Hiko couldn't understand. Why miss out on something that was so good? There was nothing better than warm sake in this world but apparently Shinimori didn't know that. He looked at the weasel. She was blushing furiously and she had a sheepish grin plastered on her face.

"So tell me exactly why do you need me, the master of Hiten Mitsurugi, to teach you, weasel, how to make pottery?"

"I... um… I…I don't have any money to buy one of those tea sets so I thought you could teach me how to and then I wouldn't have to spend any money and my gift would be better that Jiya's." she had said it so fast that she was completely out of breath now. She held her chest while she awaited his answer.

"I don't see how your inability to handle your money wisely is my problem. Why even bother to buy the ice block a gift? I'm sure he won't even notice that you didn't give him one."

"That is exactly why you must teach me Hiko Seijuro. I want this gift to actually matter to him. Please I beg you Hiko, please teach me how to make pottery." She had actually gone down on her knees and bowed to him. It was the only hope she had of convincing him.

He looked at her on her knees begging him to teach her how to make pottery. It reminded him of when Kenshin had suddenly appeared after all those years and asked him to teach him the hidden principal of the Hiten Mitsurugi. "Go home weasel. If you leave now, you'll make it back by midnight." He didn't want to have to deal with this again.

She didn't know what it was that made her angry about what he had said, but it did. She looked up at him, tears in her eyes, eyes that were angry and hurt. "Douse kaeru tokoro nante nai n'da kara."[1]

He wasn't surprised by her answer. She was a stubborn one. Just like that baka deshi of his, never wanting to listen to anything he said. Kenshin had come back to learn that move because he wanted to defeat Shishio and his torment of innocent people. She had come here to learn how to make pottery for an ice block.

She looked at him as he thought about something. She was hoping to all gods that he was going to say yes. He didn't even seem to remember she was there on the floor, on her knees begging him. He looked like if he was in a world of his own. She looked off to the side. It was then she saw the package she had been given by Okon and Omasu. It was the gift that was supposed to guarantee that he would teach her. She felt like a complete idiot for forgetting all about it. She cheered up suddenly and began to giggle. Hiko however, didn't notice her giggling. He was still thinking about whether he should teach her.

"Hiko-san? I just remembered that Okon and Omasu wanted me to give you this." She held out the package to him and smiled.

`Since when was weasel calling him Hiko-san? She must be up to something' he thought as he grabbed the package and hastily opened it. It was a small clay jug filled with sake. He smiled to himself. Those two girls knew him too well. There was a note attached the side of the sake jug. He opened it and read it.

It took him two minutes to finally read the letter. There had been so many different… he would think about all the other things that had been mentioned. It was basically a letter begging him to teach the weasel the art of pottery making. But he would do it for what they had offered him. He would be a fool to pass up such a great reward. And what exactly is this great reward you ask? Why, twenty jugs of the Aoiya's best sake. He had tasted the Aoiya's best sake already and he knew that it was the best sake he ever drank in his life.

"Well weasel, I guess I could put up with you for two months. If I could have lived years with that baka deshi Kenshin for all those years, I could live with you for two months." He looked off to the side and huffed. If it wasn't for that sake, he wasn't going to teach her anything. Besides, he could use her to do all the chores. He smirked to himself at the thought of the weasel doing everything and him lying back giving the orders. His moment was soon short lived when said weasel attached herself to his side and was trying to squeeze the life out of him. Wasn't she just crying? "Would you let go of me? If you haven't noticed, I don't like people very much."

"Oh sorry Hiko-san, or should I call you shishou from now on?" she giggled at the disgusted look on the man's face. "Or maybe you'd prefer if I call you Hiko-sama? I know you like it when Okon and Omasu call you that." He looked even more annoyed and disgusted than before. Misao could only giggle.

"Whatever weasel. I hope you know how to cook and clean, because that's what you'll be doing from now on. Well get to working weasel-chan, there's dinner to be cooked." He grinned evilly and disappeared through a door in the small shack, leaving behind a pissed off Misao, who was currently cursing like a sailor.

MEANWHILE back at the Aoiya…

Aoshi sighed to himself. Misao was only gone for a few hours and he already missed her. It seemed everyone at the Aoiya had gone crazy. Okina was busy eating all the sweets he could get his old claws on, Okon and Omasu were yapping on about Seijuro Hiko and how he was so sexy, Shiro was trying hard to get them to shut up and Kuro, well Kuro was outside talking to Hideki-san. He didn't know how the man could stand the woman's screechy voice of death. But then again, when you're a terrible gossip like Kuro was, it didn't matter if you were speaking squirrel, he would still listen to you just to get the information he wanted. He realized that they were just acting normally, well except Okina who was on a sugar high, but because of his absence when he would meditate, he found that he didn't know them as much as he used to.

He walked down the hallway to his room. Right next to it was Misao's room. He looked at the shoji screen for a good minute and then he decided to go in. He looked around the room. It was far more decorated than his room but it was still simple. It still smelled of vanilla. Everything was neatly packed away and the futon was rolled up and placed to the side. He sat down beside the futon and looked around. It was as if she was still here, everything was still warm as though she had just been in here. He was missing her alright and badly to. He closed his eyes and remembered when she was leaving. She had spun around one last time and had caught him looking at her. He didn't know what possessed him to do that but he did and she caught him looking on at her. He could still remember the sweet smile she gave him as she waved him goodbye. He continued to think of her for a good half hour before Okina found him sitting in her room.

"Ah, I finally found you Aoshi. Dinner is ready. Omasu sent me looking for you to tell you that." Aoshi only gave him a nod. Okina moved to stand beside him. "Missing Misao-chan already Aoshi? I am missing her too, especially that smile of hers. There's nothing else like that smile of hers. Nothing else." He turned and walked off. As he reached the doorway he stopped. "Don't be too long Aoshi, Omasu would think you don't want her food. You know how she gets over her cooking." With that, he left with a knowing smile on his face. `You're such a fool Aoshi. I don't know when you'll get brave enough to tell her how you feel. But until you do, you'll just have to settle with brooding in her room as though it's going to make her suddenly appear.'

`Damn you Okina. You know me better than I know myself.' He got up and looked around one last time. He could always come back here some other time. Besides he was hungry and he wasn't in the mood to hear Omasu go on about how no one appreciates her cooking.

BACK to Hiko's shack…

"I'm surprised weasel. I didn't think you had it in you. I always assumed you were only good for serving tea to ice blocks." He stuffed another rice ball in his mouth as Misao growled dangerously. She was only there for two hours and the man made her cook dinner, which involved a lot of work and a lot of the food she brought from the Aoiya. The bastard just sat back and watched as she did everything. The only thing he did was get the fire wood and that wasn't anything special.

"Tell me Hiko, what were you going to eat if I hadn't come along? You practically had nothing in here that was edible." She asked him as she packed away the bowls. She was used to this because of her work in the Aoiya so it didn't bother her to cook and clean. It was just who she was cooking and cleaning for that made her angry.

He didn't answer her. Instead he got up and walked out of the room. She looked at his retreating figure with raised eyebrows. Hiko sure was an odd character. One minute he would be all grouchy and cocky and the next minute he would be completely quiet and do strange things. She busied herself with getting the bowls cleaned. When she was done she started to look through her things. She was so caught up with looking for her sleeping yukata that she didn't see Hiko enter the room with a futon and a blanket.

"Where's that blasted… Ah! What the hell is that?" she spun around and looked at the rolled up futon that had just been thrown at her. She barely missed the blanket that was thrown at her. "What's the matter with you? Can't you act like a normal person for once" she screeched. If it was something she learned from Hideki-san, it was how to screech loudly.

"What are you trying to do weasel, kill me or something? Anyway, you're sleeping out here. Can't get your weasel scent everywhere now can we." He smirked when she growled at him. "I'm turning in for the night, try not to make to much noise weasel, though I know that's something you can't do." He left and went to what Misao assumed was his bedroom. She went back to looking for her sleeping yukata. When she found it, she wondered where she was going to change. There was only one way to find out, ask Hiko. She mustered up her courage and approached the room.

"Hiko? Hiko? Are you still awake? I need to ask you a question." She spoke softly just in case he was asleep. She flew back when he suddenly appeared in the doorway.

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet? What is it that you want weasel?" he looked at her angrily. Talk about cranky.

"I just wanted to know where I could change…uh into my sleeping yukata." She had never seen him look so angry before. She was actually a little scared of him. Of course she wasn't going to tell him that. `Note to self, don't mess with Hiko when he's tired.'

"Right here. If you haven't noticed, this isn't your Aoiya with three million rooms. Now don't bother me again or else you'll be heading right back to the Aoiya, got it weasel?" he whirled around and disappeared into the darkness of the room.

She looked around the room and quickly headed over to a corner and took off her clothes. Of course she undressed so fast that not even Hiko could see anything. As if he was watching in the first place. She slipped on her yukata and tied up it up tightly. She cursed herself for bringing such short sleeping yukatas. It wasn't like she owned anything that was too long. All of her clothes were short in some way or the other. Of course all of her uniforms were short not her kimonos but well she doesn't wear kimonos. Undoing her normal tight braid, she braided it loosely and tied the end with a ribbon. She unrolled the dusty futon and laid it down where she thought was perfect. Taking the blanket that looked as though Kenshin and been practicing with it, she covered herself up and after ten minutes she was soon asleep.

After hearing everything quiet, Hiko emerged from his room and looked over at a sleeping Misao. All he could think was what the hell did he get himself into.

TO BE CONTINUED…

[1] "I won't go back yet" or "I won't leave yet"

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