Internal Affairs | By : twishinky Category: Rurouni Kenshin > General Views: 7708 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Twish's Note: Drama ahead. I'm sorry
that it is rather short, but I promise Misao's part will come up as
soon as I can type it. I've been so busy recently that it takes me
quite a while to put my thoughts into order. Thank you still for
everything.
I still am so thankful
for all
the reviews and the high votes *blushes
deeply* My readers rock!
I'm taking time here to
thank personally all the reviewers--- I will just list down by name...
you guys really cheer me up in the depression that i call my work...
here goes...
Kallipygia, Lexie, Zerianyu, Angua, True Blue, Digital Siren, Sai
Hikaru, Cadey, Yue, Tsuki-san (mwah!), The Last Samurai, Alein Ryoko,
Psycho, Crickit and The Duke of Spades. *sends out a very big thank you
hug to all*
I'm still hoping that...
Everyone who reads this is of age, because
the language is rather basic although this time, very mild leamon, but
more of drama. I really don't know how the ending will go, I picture
several scenarios but somehow, still searching for the right one ;)
Disclaimer: Rurouni Kenshin and all
characters are never to be mine, just on loan... i solemnly promise not
to use them for greedy means except possibly furthering writing skills.
*wide, gap-toothed grin*
Internal Affairs
Chapter 6 – Dangerous
Complacency
Aoshi woke up to a
blissfully
sleeping Misao tangled in his arms and sheets. It was dawn of the
Sunday
morning, and for once in his entire professional life, he dreaded going
back to
the office. The weekend had proved that he needed her--- and that was a
weakness he could admit only to the darkest corners of his head. He
absent
mindedly stroked her body, and grinned as she murmured in her sleep
something
about not wanting to wake up just to wash the dishes.
What the hell am I
going to do with you, Misao?
“AOSHI!!! AOSHI COME
DOWN HERE
THIS INSTANT!!!” He roared, making the ceiling shudder with his voice.
“Mr. Himura, I can
explain---“
Misao hurried after him, but her desperate attempt at trying to calm
him down
failed miserably as Kenshin gave her a cutting stare with amber eyes.
“I suggest, Misao, that
you
dress yourself properly and take your leave. Any other words from you
would
just dig your grave deeper.” Kenshin said in an unnaturally soft voice,
but
enough to make her jump to his bidding. Misao turned tail and ran,
gulping down
the sobs threatening to consume her. She bumped into Aoshi coming down
the
stairs, but didn’t give him a second look. Don’t
cry don’t cry don’t cry…
“What the f---“ Aoshi
didn’t
have time to finish his sentence before Kenshin was all over him.
“What the hell is she
doing
here?! I never thought you’d be the one consorting with the staff, yet
here you
are, you arrogant sonofabitch and you think you could get away with
it?! So how
long have you been fucking her?!” Kenshin shouted at him.
“I seem to recall that
this is
my house, not yours. Stay out of it.” Aoshi replied mildly, but turned
hard,
glittering eyes at his friend. What in
the world?! We’re two consenting adults so what the hell is wrong with
that?!
“I trusted you! You
know her
grandfather, he helped us put our company on the map! And this is how
we repay
him?! You, my partner, my most trusted friend,”
He sneered at the word, “decided to have a little adult fun with
his only
GRANDAUGHTER?! She isn’t one of your sophisticated girlfriends, isn’t
some
fly-by-night whore off the street, you… you…” Kenshin was fuming again,
at a
loss for more angry words.
Aoshi’s eyes widened at
the
information. “She’s Okina’s cherished granddaughter?” He asked, his
eyes
widening at the information. Okina was the proud owner of the powerful
restaurant
chains of Aioya, the mentor who helped them out when they were starting
out.
One word from him could kill any business ventures thhey hey had in the
future.
On the other hand, a part of him felt deadened. Misao, in the long time
that
they had the affair, never trusted him enough to tell him about it. He
sure as
hell wouldn’t have touched her if he knew. But a small, rebellious part
of him asked
himself if it would have really held him back. His inner self grimaced
at the insight.
“I never knew.” He said
softly.
Kenshin stopped short
at the defeated
tone. He had never heard this from Aoshi, the ice block. “You’ll have
to ask
her to resign, you know. Once word of this gets out and turns into a
bloody
mess, she will never be hired anywhere halfway decent. Do the right
thing,
Aoshi. Don’t use her. You will damn us all if you don’t.” Kenshin
pleaded now,
thinking clearly of the future of the company.
I can’t. I need… Aoshi never said his
thoughts out loud, but
his whole body tensed at the logical request Kenshin was forcing him to
realize. How could he ever let her go?
In the pregnant pause
that followed,
he was dimly aware of Misao fleeing from his house as he heard her
soft, fast
steps leading to the front door.
Another solution came
to mind
and a colorless cold settled in on his bones. It was something he truly
despised but the alternative was even more dreadful for him. There was
a storm
brewing, and the weekend was only the lull before all hell hit.
The tension in the room
was so
palpable it could be cut with a knife.
Simple?
It was one damn
complicated
mess.
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