Morning After Chapter 3: Aoshi: Misao, a rurouni kenshin fanfic | FanFiction
Unless you're seriously interested in my Aoshi/Misao fanfiction I suggest you I love slow-building, lasting, strong, one-true-love relationships because I am a. Megumi: Sano. Next >. Morning After // Aoshi: Misao Chapter 3, Aoshi's P.O.V. while he discuss his new relationship with Misao. Disclaimer. Makimachi Misao is a teenage kunoichi and the youngest member of the Before the death of her grandfather, he assigned Aoshi to protect Misao at all cost . . The two had a brother-sister relationship during Misao's childhood but as she .
In live action films, Misao wore a different variation of outfit. She was seen wearing a light lavender kunoichi uniform with yellow obi. Personality Misao is a bright and vivacious young girl with a headstrong attitude and volatile temperament.
Though trained as kunoichi, she rarely misses a chance to make her presence known to friend or foe and can sometimes be said to have a lack of focus in combat, as her strong will often leads her to act without inhibition rather than with caution.
Whether her emotion of the moment is joy, rage or sorrow, the young kunoichi displays what is in her heart without reserve and can switch from emotional state quickly. Although quick tempered, her anger is usually comical. She is particularly close to Kenshin, Kaoru, Sanosuke and Yahiko. In addition, she refers Kaoru as her best friend. Misao may be a young teenager but she has a great admiration for the leader of the Oniwabanshu, Aoshi. Underneath her tomboyish act, she is a kind and caring person, unwilling to let the innocent suffer.
Her pride for the Oniwabanshu runs deep. She refuses to let it disband or be disgraced, opting to become its leader rather than allow it to disband. Aoshi was ordered by the previous Okashira to take care of his granddaughter Misao when she was a child. The two have a brother-sister relationship during the early years but as Misao reached her adolescence, she has fallen deeply in love with him that leads her to travel the entire Japan in search for him. During that time, he was lost at anger and madness for the death of his four loyal comrades that result from nearly killing Okina.
And wouldn't have been disillusioned. I mean, so many things changing so fast What's--" "Misao, look," I interrupt her, "I'll understand. Is that what you want? Wasn't it obscure enough before? No, I've never wanted to be away from you. Actually, I thought--" "Then don't think. Soon her finger is replaced by her lips. She closes her eyes in a bored way, then opens them to look at mine.
We must take it seriously in order to fully enjoy it. Especially after last night. We should have awaited until our honeymoon, but we didn't; that is to say, we should get married as soon as possible. You might have gotten pregnant last night I look at her face, puzzled. She gesticulates with her mouth, forming mute letters.
Aren't we going to tell them? Jiya's been spying us all the time. What happened to your 'ki' thingy? The 'love you' part and all? Hope you like it! Not only you, but all the readers out there. It is somehow related to my other fic, "An Odd Day" - independent, but it could be considered as a part of it, right before "Finally Happy".
I thought on something more or less like that: At night, Misao feels alone and decides to sleep with Aoshi - after all that happened at the temple, there shouldn't be any problem on sharing the futon with him, right? It didn't take long to exhaust all avenues in the village. The proprietor of the village store had been most forthcoming in seeking their assistance. He was desperate to be able to get supplies to restock his store without endangering any of his long time suppliers in Kyoto.Aoshi X Misao tribute - Cold
He was clearly anxious about the bandits and had lost several friends who were attempting to bring him goods when they had been attacked. Sano quizzed him closely about any supplies he had sold to strangers. But the man had been insistent that no stranger had been to the store to purchase staples in months.
When pressed, he had even pulled out his records and compared them with the calculations on his abacus. Nothing had been sold to anyone unknown to him in at least six months. When Misao asked him who his regular customers were, he laughed derisively and said, "Everyone who lives around here. All of 'em shop here, miss. There's no where else to go unless they are making the trip to Kyoto. Did someone feel cheated? Did you try to collect an outstanding debt?
It's your suppliers being hit the hardest. Sagara was asking a shopkeeper about collecting debts? She had thought him the most expert man at avoiding payment in all of Japan.
But she just shrugged and shook her head. Who would know more about it than him? At least he had thought to raise the issue. Unfortunately, the shopkeeper was adamant that there had been no new argument. There had been no debt collection issue.
There was little dissension in the small community except for the usual neighborly disagreements, which were bound to occur wherever there were more than two people. None of these were more than minor and none had arisen within the last six months. Sano and Misao sat on the front porch of the village store. It was mid-afternoon and they had learned nothing new. No one was on any of the paths or the road that led into town, most of which were visible from their vantage point.
Sano was starting to feel frustrated at their lack of progress. Misao got out the map that Himura and Hiko had given them. She looked it over and made a suggestion for their next course of action. We knew that before we came into town. All we can do is make sure we ask everyone. Let's go visit each of the farms that surround the village. It's not progress, but at least we will have ruled out the village and farms for more information and we'll be able to start on the forest grids Himura laid out for us tomorrow.
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That sounds like a plan. I don't want to listen to these folks telling me how scared they are and how they don't know anything for more than one day. Sano was walking much faster now, and Misao had to practically run to keep pace with him.
He was taking his frustration out on the road. I don't want to run to all of these farms. Getting there faster won't make the answers any different. Somebody has to know where they are hiding.
Somebody must be helping them. They don't know how to fight or who to fight. He knows how to fight. Misao had never heard him mention his family before. She was about to pursue it, but she decided against it when she saw how his eyes blazed with hidden fury.
Maybe she wasn't the only one with the past on her mind today. She decided to ask Sagara about his family another time, when his mood was milder. The first farm they reached was deserted. The house was closed up and no one seemed to be around. They didn't see anyone in the fields, either. Maybe they had spoken to this family in town. Now they regretted not asking everyone where they lived and keeping track of their conversations better.
There was nothing for it but to continue. Perhaps Hiko would be able to tell them more about the individual farmers. He had to be more familiar with his neighbors than they would have expected. He had known all of the boundary lines for the maps, and also had indicated which farmers had new outbuildings, children, or visiting family.
They had been amazed at how much this "hermit" had known about the village and its inhabitants when Kenshin had added his specific information to the map. The neighboring four farms were all inhabited by families and most of the farmers were easily found in their fields.
Misao kept careful notes of the names and members of the households as Sano quizzed them on their losses or knowledge of the robberies or the travelers who had been killed. Nearly all of the families had been robbed, but none of them had been at home at the time.
Only one of the families had lost a visitor from Kyoto to the killers. An unfortunate brother had come bearing goods from a neighboring village when he had been attacked. Sano and Misao left the last farm in relief. They were tired of the lack of progress. They were tired of the fear and apprehension they saw in the local faces. And they were tired. At least they had accomplished the first phase of the search. They believed they had spoken to everyone who lived in or surrounding the village.
Tomorrow they would start on the first of the forest areas targeted by Kenshin and Hiko. Searching for the bandits themselves and seeking to uncover their hiding place sounded like a better plan than interviewing local people with no knowledge and only fear to offer them.
I've never seen him without Himura or Kaoru. She was a little apprehensive about spending time with the 13th Master of the Hiten Mitsurugi style of swordsmanship. If he treated Himura so badly, how might he treat them? I never met the guy before today. And he has the nerve to call me a gangster like he knows all about me. If I didn't know he was Kenshin's master, I wouldn't have believed Kenshin would put up with such a conceited guy.
He must be really something. We told you how he defended the Aoiya and fought with Fuji. The man is the most powerful swordsman in Japan. And that includes Himura. And do you know how his health is? Jo-chan insisted we take the train. She wants him back in Tokyo as soon as possible. You haven't seen them together since their marriage, Sagara. It's so sweet it makes your teeth hurt. She was backlit with a blaze of red, pink and orange sunset colors as she turned to face Sano, taking his arm to turn him towards her.
I have seen no evidence that he is weaker at all. I think we can assume that the Hiten Mitsurugi Ryuu is mostly unusable by now.