FIC; Never Noticed; Requested by numisma
Title: Never Noticed
Authoress: stealthy_sakura
Fandom: Rurouni Kenshin
Pairing: Unrequited Aoshi/Misao, slight Kenshin/Misao
Rating: G
Warnings: None
For: numisma, for this request: http://community.livejournal.com/fic_on_demand/539167.html
He was always so cold.
Well, she supposed that he had always been like that, but it was now hitting her that he was beyond reach. His heart was already hardened, and she couldn't crack it and weasel her way into it despite her hardest efforts.
She had to do something before he drifted too far away, like he almost had when he fought Okina and had nearly went over the edge with revenge.
Maybe...maybe she could save him.
She mustered all of her courage and told him that she loved him.
He blandly told her that she was only a mere child that didn't know what love was.
So Misao ran.
'Aoshi-sama...' She was stunned, yet not surprised. Angry, yet forgiving. But beyond all hurt, and hurt beyond belief. Her heart ached and tears stung her eyes.
She was not just a child!! She was a young woman who felt things like passion, lust, love...all these things she felt for him, had felt for years, yet he would not accept anything she had to offer.
Furiously she wiped away her tears. Her lungs were burning, and as she choked for breath her body bumped into someone else's.
Normally she wouldn't be so clumsy, but because she was so upset she let herself fall to the ground. It hurt, but not as much as her heart or her pride.
"Misao-dono?! I'm sorry, this one wasn't looking where he was going...!"
An apologetic voice caught her attention, and she opened her eyes to see Kenshin standing before her, shopping list in hand with Kaoru's untidy writing scrawled all over it. His violet eyes shown with concern for her as he offered her a hand to help her up. "Misao-dono, this one thinks it unwise to stay like that for too long..."
He couldn't see her tears from her position; head down, legs out in front of her slightly, bent, and hands behind her supporting her upper body.
Misao didn't know why, but something broke inside of her.
Instead of taking his hand, she lifted herself up off the ground and flung herself into his arms.
"Oro?!" Kenshin exclaimed, taken back by her sudden action and forwardness. But upon hearing her sob he calmed and hesitantly put her arms around the small woman.
"H-Himura-san...thank you..." she managed to choke out before resuming her crying.
Kenshin couldn't really make out what she was saying, but held her in the middle of the crowd as she allowed her heart to let go of the hopes she had held onto for so long.
Authoress: stealthy_sakura
Fandom: Rurouni Kenshin
Pairing: Unrequited Aoshi/Misao, slight Kenshin/Misao
Rating: G
Warnings: None
For: numisma, for this request: http://community.livejournal.com/fic_on_demand/539167.html
He was always so cold.
Well, she supposed that he had always been like that, but it was now hitting her that he was beyond reach. His heart was already hardened, and she couldn't crack it and weasel her way into it despite her hardest efforts.
She had to do something before he drifted too far away, like he almost had when he fought Okina and had nearly went over the edge with revenge.
Maybe...maybe she could save him.
She mustered all of her courage and told him that she loved him.
He blandly told her that she was only a mere child that didn't know what love was.
So Misao ran.
'Aoshi-sama...' She was stunned, yet not surprised. Angry, yet forgiving. But beyond all hurt, and hurt beyond belief. Her heart ached and tears stung her eyes.
She was not just a child!! She was a young woman who felt things like passion, lust, love...all these things she felt for him, had felt for years, yet he would not accept anything she had to offer.
Furiously she wiped away her tears. Her lungs were burning, and as she choked for breath her body bumped into someone else's.
Normally she wouldn't be so clumsy, but because she was so upset she let herself fall to the ground. It hurt, but not as much as her heart or her pride.
"Misao-dono?! I'm sorry, this one wasn't looking where he was going...!"
An apologetic voice caught her attention, and she opened her eyes to see Kenshin standing before her, shopping list in hand with Kaoru's untidy writing scrawled all over it. His violet eyes shown with concern for her as he offered her a hand to help her up. "Misao-dono, this one thinks it unwise to stay like that for too long..."
He couldn't see her tears from her position; head down, legs out in front of her slightly, bent, and hands behind her supporting her upper body.
Misao didn't know why, but something broke inside of her.
Instead of taking his hand, she lifted herself up off the ground and flung herself into his arms.
"Oro?!" Kenshin exclaimed, taken back by her sudden action and forwardness. But upon hearing her sob he calmed and hesitantly put her arms around the small woman.
"H-Himura-san...thank you..." she managed to choke out before resuming her crying.
Kenshin couldn't really make out what she was saying, but held her in the middle of the crowd as she allowed her heart to let go of the hopes she had held onto for so long.