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*Author's Note: Yes, I admit it, I am insane. I escpaed from the men in the white coats... shhhh.. don't tell them I'm here. Meanwhile if you can dare the insanity that Watsuki inspired me with, then please by all means read on. If you have flames send them to Christopher Robin and not to me in the Kenshin-Gumi forest, afterall you don't want Smokey the Bear blaming you for a forest fire, now do you? Oh there's a slightly lemony area here in... more like a lemon cookie ^^ as in it hints but has no graphic details.
It was a sunny day in the Kenshin-gumi forest. Kenshin the Pooh was by the riverside using his sword to pry open the lid of the Honey Jar so that he and Kaoru-dono could share a lucsious treat.
"Oro no bother, it seems to be really stuck...."
"Here let me try," Kaoru said as she stepped up to the jar and whacked it with her bokken splitting it in half and covering Kenshin the Pooh with honey.
"Oro no bother."
Kaoru chuckled softly, "Here let me help you clean up"
Kaoru leaned close and began to lick the Honey off of Kenshin.
"Oishi," she smiled with a mischievous gleam in her eyes at Kenshin as he oro'd.
Sproing, Sproing
Kaoru was hit by the hind, pounced, trounced, and flipped, until she too was stuck in the Honey that was stuck on Kenshin the Pooh, and only a giggling weasel girl and her bouncing braid could be seen as she escaped the scene.
Aoshi was standing in a clearing in the Kenshin-gumi forest, a rain cloud raining on him and only him. * * *
"Looks like another gloomy day," he sighed.
"OOWWOOHOOOHOO!," giggled a Misao as she pounced on Aoshi, rolling them rump over end.
"Ohayou Aoshi-sama!"
"Good morning Misao, though I don't see what's so good about it."
"Oh cheer up Aoshi-sama! I will make you smile!"
She giggled merrily as she bounced around in a circle on her mighty braid of a tail chanting in a sing-song voice "The Most wonderful thing about Misao's, is Misao's a wonderful thing! Her top is made out of giggles, her braid is made out of springs, she's flouncy, pouncy, and so much fun, fun, fun the most wonderful thing about Misao's is I'm the only one!"
She punctuated the last bit of the song by pouncing on Aoshi yet again and tweaking his nose with a sunny smile, the storm cloud disappearing at her sunniness near him.
"Good thing there's only one Misao... two would make the world end in sunniness."
Misao merely blinked and smiled at her Aoshi-sama, and with a wicked grin held him still as she repinned his bow back into place.
"I can't believe that the bow fell off again. But I found it for you. Because Aoshi jsut isn't Aoshi without his bow!"
(*Author's Note: the bow being referred to here is about Aoshi's traditionally Oniwabanshuu outfit that he begins wearing during the revenge arc, the ribbon used to tie his shirt securely looks suspisciously like a bow, the unofficial theory is that he's wearing that bow because Misao is dressing him now. Or so we wish.)
"Oh great, just what I always needed."
"OOWWOOHOOOHOO! Of course! I know what's best for you!"
Misao bounced around him again, pounced him yet another time, gave him a deep kiss and bounced off into the sunset.
Aoshi's startled eyes widened in surprise and then shut quickly as the storm could resumed with a torrential downpour over him.
"Rain," he mutterred irritably.
*Author's Note: Yes I admit it, I'm sick, I'm twisted, I'm demented. I mean who else but me could come up with something so inheritly evil? ^_^ Don't answer that. But you got to admit, it kinda fit. ^_^