Subject: [KFFDisc] Winter Wonderland (romantic) Date: Sat, 13 Mar 1999 09:50:55 EST From: NVRPARRIS@aol.com Reply-To: kenshinfanfics@egroups.com To: kenshinfanfics@egroups.com Winter Wonderland The following is one-shot fic starring Aoshi and Misao... Everyone in the A & M fanfic ml can just scrap this... ******************************************** The Blanket Scenerio The situation: two Rurouni Kenshin characters trapped overnight in a single-room cabin in the middle of a blizzard. It’s so cold that falling asleep uncovered will undoubtedly cause hypothermia. One blanket. Your assignment: Create a scenerio for posting. Go wild. And just so you know, I would like to post your version on my webpage. If you don't want it posted, tell me. On with the fic... ******************************************* Winter Wonderland A suffocating cloud of white hovered relentlessy over Chugoku Mountain. 'Alone with Aoshi'huh... Misao regretted the day she ever found pleasure in the thought... Consequently she discovered that in being 'Alone with Aoshi' one would find themselves utterly 'Alone'. :Katchoo: Misao sneezed loudly... Back to the task at hand... She pain-stakingly forced her right leg to sink in the snow in front of her... left leg now... A mammoth gust of wind mixed with stinging snow pushed her frail body down into the softly packed snow. A soft, cold bed... suprisingly comforting. Welcoming to the weary traveler... Misao lay in the snow, her mind urging her to get up, her body unmoving... she knew she couldn't stay too long, or sleep would come, followed by sweet death... Aoshi stopped walking. The snow was blinding. The luminous white swarmed about him, melting his surroundings. Clouding his vision. He could not see a thing... But he knew something was wrong, He had long since heard the light crunching of footsteps that once crushed the snow... instead, he heard nothing but the howl of cold wind, and the empty whistle of silence... Misao? "Misao!" he called in the seemingly endless wilderness of white. "Misao!" He retraced his steps... "Misa..." He tripped over something. He rose his body only to find the girl laying under him in the snow. ************ "Aoshi-sama..." "What is it Misao?" "Can I come and train with you... Don't answer yet! I promise I won't be any trouble. And besides, I nee..." "No" "But I..." "No" ************ "Misao..." "Misao..." Misao awoke to a coaxing voice... It was coarse, with a silky rasp, and deep, gently drawing her. "Misao..." Misao opened her eyes to find her champion above her. He looked down on her, his cheeks stained with the dry salt of fallen tears. "Misao?" he whispered in disbelief as he saw the girl stirring... "Aoshi-sama." she weakly replied... she gradually sat up, finding herself on a bare wooden floor... she was covered by a thick blanket, that she allowed to fall to her waist... "Aoshi-sama... I'm still alive?" "What do you think?" he replied sarcastically... Pretending to brush the dark hair away from the sides of his face, his fingers skillfully wiped away the traces of tears... his fingers felt cold against his skin... He was cold. He brusquely moved away from the girl, and retreated to a small corner in the small cabin... It was cold... he was tired... Misao watched him inch away. He then rested his body in a far away corner. He silently attempted to combat the harsh feeling of coldness that slowly attacked his body. He was careful not to reveal his discomfort in the harsh weather, yet with each passing moment, his body betrayed him little by little. She noticed his teeth chattering almost soundlessy, causing his lips and cheeks to pulse swiftly. And he inconspicuouslly began to curl his large body into fetal position. He was obviously cold... Misao's eyes sketched her surroundings, searching for something to save him... But there was nothing. The room was frighteningly bare...It would be otherwise romantic... but it was cold. Misao then turned her focus to the blanket... It was one of medium size and thickness... It flowed from her waist to the dust-blanched floorboards... Misao then knew what she had to do. Aoshi closed his eyes, but the subtle dead of the cold air, would not afford him the comfort of sleep... A part of him wanted to just go and lay in the warmth of the blanket... to go and lay with her... Why did she have to come... He came for the sole purpose of sorting things out. To search within himself and be completely honest, and alone... Suddenly he felt the featherweight brush of of cloth against his body. The blanket registered his shape and slowly began to frame the contours of his figure... He then felt the light weight of an arm draped over him... He turned around to see a familiar smile, and his face reflected in the soft blue eyes of an angel... Misao? She then closed her crystal eyes and rested her forehead against his back... Aoshi rose abruptly, refusing to linger in her warmth... He wanted to avoid this from the beginning... "What are you doing?" he retained his lethargic manner. "You're going to freeze to death if we don't share..." "Just stay away from me." he replied coldly. Misao trembled... she clenched the blanket in her hand more tightly... "I was just concerned about you..." her voice began to tremble and become increasingly louder... "Why do you always do this?" "Do what?..." He replied sharply causing her to flinch. "You are the one who wanted to come... I told you no, But you went with your stubborness and talked Jiya into forcing me to take you with me." Misao winced as if she had been punched with a sharp blow... "That's why you'll freeze to death..." "And if I freeze to death it will be your fault." He then began walking to another corner of the room. Misao watched him... she almost hated him... he always did this... she would let him in and he would hurt her and walk away... not this time.. She began to roll the blanket in a tight ball... hot tears blurred her vision... "Why did you save me then?... HUH!" A teardrop escaped her closing eylids... she couldn't control the wavering volume in her voice... "You wouldn't care if I was dead... you treat me so bad, I'd rather be DEAD ." Aoshi stopped dead in his tracks. Why did she say that? The blanket whizzed through the air falling on his head. He pulled it down and found the girl breaking down in tears... "You do nothing but ignore me..." she took a deep breath... "You are so selfish... you don't care about anyone but yourself... And I love you so much..." Aoshi heard the raquet of echoes from her voice... her trembling voice... he began to feel weak, as if he was wounded... He felt weak like a few minutes earlier when he thought she was dead... and the thoughts of life without her clouded his mind... and now she sat crying... He turned around fully, blanket in hands. Her head rested heavily on her arms... He began to approach her quietly... "I love you so much..." she whispered "and all you do is hurt me... you hurt me so much... I wish I didn't come." she said. "You haven't spoken to me once this whole trip..." she breathed again... "And now you only speak to me to yell at me..." "don't you know..." she whispered "don't you know..." "Don't you know how much I love you..." :KATCHOO: she sneezed loudly and she heard faint laughter from the middle of the room. She looked up and she saw Aoshi flowing towards her... "Aoshi-sama?" She followed his fluid motion until he stopped to bend over her. He crouched down and carefully draped the blanket over her with his arms... He then scooped her up into his embrace... There was then a welcome still... the two sat, absorbing eachother, each breath, each precious moment... Aoshi began to shake violently... His breathing was erratic and heavy... "Do you think I feel that way?" He whispered to her back... He then buried his head in the crook of her neck, where he began to sob... "YOU THINK I DON'T LOVE YOU..." "It's not easy... " Misao breathed loudly and let her arm encircle his back... "Aoshi-sama." she whispered. She then pushed lightly at his chest and he slowly began to move. He stared into her eyes which were overflowing with tears. Her arm reached out to caress his face. She willed her right hand to deliberately trace the wet streaks on his face. Her thin unsure fingers paused at the fair skin beside his lips. Her eyes sought his before she moved them to his lips, silently requesting a kiss. He in turn smiled mildly, while removing her hand from between them. "Aoshi-sa.." her words were stopped with the brush of his coarse fingers. He closed his eyes, and she followed his lead. Eyes were closed in darkness, Lips colliding evenly and gently. Suspended in bliss, overflowing with hapiness... Misao's lungs began to ache for air.. Aoshi opened his mouth capturing her upperlip, nibbling lightly. She then sighed... ecstasy coupled with pure necessity... not only for air, but something more. A faint pale light streamed through the opening of the window, delicately illuminating the sweet repose of the dream-like occurences... The humming of the snow, the mumbling of the wind against the small window... the sounds summoned the changing mood... They reluctantly pulled away from eachother... her eyelashes brushed his skin lightly... After being released from his warm embrace, Misao felt the chilling contrast of the cold... :KATCHOO: Aoshi looked at her, then at himself... He unwillingly had allowed the blanket to fall on the floor... He picked up the blanket and spread it around them... ********* Sleepily, they watched the velvety gusts of snow whirl behind the small window... they were grateful to be inside... with eachother. Aoshi lay on his back. His head rested on one arm and the other supported the dainty body of his angel. She lay on her side facing him, while her free arm rested on his stomach... "Looks like we'll be here for a while..." said Misao. "Ummm." resonded Aoshi. She suddenly rose atop him, pressing her yeilding body on his. she buried her head in his chest, causing him to sigh... "What's wrong?" he asked in anticipation... "Nothing." she whispered. "This feels much better." Aoshi grinned devilishly... "You're right." ~OWARI~ ************************************************************************** NOTES: 1. That was fun!... 2. So did Misao score?... I don't know... what do you think??? 3. 'Aching Gifts: Poisoned Hearts' should be finished by saturday... If it's not... Never mind... It will DEFINITELY be up... 4. It' now time for our pretending ending song sing-along. SO EVERYONE SING ALONG: (warning: there is some imagination required... actual music not included!... also... This song is from fushigi Yuugi though... I love Nuriko... The snow in this fic reminded me of his death WAH WAH WAH... so let's stop and sing his best song {the short version of course}...) 1,2, 3 STOP hito wa yowai ne. Arasotte Ni-ku-mi-au STOP demo ai dake wa nani mo kamo Ko-e-ru ha-zu Unmei ga hiki yoseru yo tashikani kimi no mot-to e to... sono egao o sono namida o SONO SUBETE O TADA HITOTSU NO YUUKI NI KA-ET-E kizutsuku no mo osorenai sa DON-NA TO-KI MO mamoru yo mamo- otte miseru ------------------------------------------------------------------------ eGroup home: http://www.eGroups.com/list/kenshinfanfics Free Web-based e-mail groups by eGroups.com