Watch by the Lady Arianrod

a/n: Misao/Aoshi fic, centered on her love for him....

disclaimer; Again Kenshin is not mine.

Enjoy this fic! By the way, this is my official......... 100th fic! Unless I take down some old fics, this, on the day of 11/3/03, is my one hundredth fic!

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Watch him move, fluid like molten silver. He was always like that, a mobile enigma, a flash of light...

He entranced you.

Feel his subtle magnetism drawing you in, closer towards joy and destruction.... the moment you've always waited for. Look at him, lovely and forbidden.... distant and icy as dew in December...

Listen to his name, musical on the gentle breezes, familiar and revered in the same instant. Breathe his name through your innocent lips, always enthralled...

Touch what you cannot see, get beneath his skin when he turns his head. Do not hesitate to make your presence known, for you've waited so long for this. Become a face to him, a face with a beautiful name all its own...

Misao.

Learn as you melt under his gaze to compose yourself but always hold his gaze right there.... don't lose him. Work on him, slowly and surely enter his mind, haunt his dreams... become his thoughts, his priority, his heart. Don't let go until you have him like he has you, captivated and euphoric...

Wait for your words to echo back to you, hitting your face in the cold silence. Do not despair, for he is never far, but above all, never give up hope.

Wish and ponder, never frown... he may leave without a word but his heart may still hold you there, adjacent to bitter cavities and caves of ice. Perhaps you warm his ever-silent core, or maybe the mere thought of your name melts a bit of his weary ice...

You never know.

Don't let yourself giggle again at his name or beautiful, dark eyes... stand firm in your love and he may someday return it.

Love him continually, adhering to the strength of this long-lived emotion. Don't soar to a height too lofty in your aspirations, for a fall from there may prove fatal.

Instead, keep a straight face, keep your love to yourself, but, above all, keep that spark of hope in your own heart.

You may someday melt him.

The End.



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End notes: Yes, this was mainly Misao talking to herself, convincing herself to keep loving Aoshi but to remain mature and realistic... such a tough dilemma.

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