Cover Girls

An alternate universe Rurouni Kenshin Fanfic

 

Chapter Six

"Hey Ms. DJ"

 

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Hey Baby, hey baby, hey!

 

The music seemed to flow from every crevice in the wall of the club. Megumi and Kaoru were on the dance floor seeing that there was no shortage of dance partners for two lovely ladies like themselves. Megumi was wearing a red blouse with ruffles on it's long, flowing sleeves with a pair of form fitting black denims. Kaoru had opted for a shimmering blue top of a similar design along with a sleek pair of matching jeans. Both women wore their hair down and every swing, shimmy and bounce was enhanced by its flowing movements.

 

Kaoru looked up from the "pit" toward the area where the dj booth was located and was immediately rewarded by an emphatic wave from behind the glass. Smiling widely, she waved back to her sister who flashed her a quick grin before running her finger along the CD titles to find the next track she's planned to play that night. She was glad that Misao had dragged them both down to "work" so that they could take their minds off their financial problems for a little bit. Kaoru had to admit, she was enjoying herself immensely and from the looks of things, so was Megumi.

 

Misao carefully phased out the previous track and mixed in the next. When she was done she looked out onto the crowd to see her sister and cousin having the time of their lives on the dance floor. She allowed herself a mental pat on the back for that fact. Those two were just too distracted lately and the house was too damn quiet for her liking as a result. They both needed to get a little crazy before they drove her nuts.

 

Absentmindedly she reached behind her where her partner was handing her the next track and changed it once again with a flourish, muting it in the appropriate place so that the crowd could fill in the blank space by it's enthusiastic self. She smiled as she raised the volume again, her blue-green eyes absentmindedly flicking toward the entrance of the club where the most delightful sight met them.

 

Aoshi Shinomori was looking absolutely delectable in a dark blue sweater that set off his eyes even from that distance. And were those leather jeans? Misao almost drooled all over the mixing board at the sight of him.

 

Misao's partner Shiro found himself backing away from his fellow dj as an evil smile transformed her usually sweet and childishly beautiful face into one of the scariest expressions he'd ever seen.

 

Without a word of warning she reached over him for a pad and pencil and started scribbling away furiously. A few moments later, she shoved the pad into his hand and started undoing the clasp at the end of her braid.

 

"Play those songs in the exact order that I wrote them down," she ordered, shaking her mane free of it's braid and slipping off her jacket. Looking out toward the entrance again she was delighted to see that not only the drummer of Sakbatou had arrived, but his two band mates were also in tow. "Perfect..." she mused, the matchmaking wheels in her head turning all the while.

 

"Don't forget," she reminded as she slipped out the side door, "Exact order."

 

Shiro nodded mutely as he looked at the list in his hand, the last song on the list catching his eye.

 

A smile began to tug at the corner of his lips as he recognized the title, "You're one of a kind, Misao." he chuckled.

 

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Misao gave her hair one last shake before fixing a less intimidating smile on her face and sashaying over to the spot by the bar where her pre…ah, friendly acquaintance stood. Working on her cue, she heard Shiro phase in the first track that she'd specified, right on schedule.

 

For whatever reason
I feel like I've been wanting you all my life
But you don't understand
I'm so glad we're at the same place at the same time
Its over now.

"You know if you keep following me around like this, people will talk."

 

Aoshi turned to see none other than Misao casually leaning against the bar as if she hadn't spoken at all, her eyes fixed on the crowd pulsing in front of her. When she finally did look at him, he unconsciously raised an eyebrow in surprise.

Her wavy hair was worn loose around her shoulders some of it falling over to shield one side of her attractive face. Her shoulders were almost bare as she wore a navy-blue tank-top along with a matching skirt and a pair of high, black leather boots.

 

"Oi, Shinomori! You're not going to introduce us to your friend?"

 

Misao allowed herself a small smile at the look of annoyance that crossed his features as he cut his eyes at the spiky haired man next to him. Before he could say a thing though Misao straightened up and made the introductions herself.

 

"Kamiya Misao," she informed, "I already know who you are Mr. Sagara, though I'm a little disappointed that you don't remember me." she pouted while making a brief drumming motion with her hands.

 

"Hey it's you!" Sano said, a smile of recognition spreading over his face, "That was some performance your band put on at the preliminaries last week."

 

Misao had the grace to blush, "Thank you," she replied before turning her attention on the third male in the group, "Himura Kenshin isn't it?" she asked.

 

Kenshin blinked in surprise, "Ah…yes it is. How did you…?"

 

Aoshi could have sworn he saw a flicker of pure preditorial amusement deep within Misao's ocean-colored eyes, "My sister told me that you guys met at the prelims, she's pretty impressed with you, you know."

 

Kenshin's face turned a delightful shade of red as he realized just who Misao must have been talking about. The resemblance between them was unmistakable, they had the same hair, the same expressive eyes.

 

Plus, the last name was a dead giveaway in itself.

 

He laughed nervously as his hand crept up to scratch the back of his head sheepishly, "I should have guessed you were related to Kaoru-san, you two look somewhat alike."

 

Misao shrugged, "People seem to think so," she said noncommittally, "She's right over there on the dance floor as we speak, my cousin's with her as well."

 

Sanosuke's expression became quizzical, "Cousin?" he asked.

 

"Hai," Misao replied, "She's the one who plays the bass guitar in our band, would you like me to…?"

 

Sano immediately grabbed Kenshin by the collar and proceeded to drag him toward the dance floor, earning a surprised "oro" from his friend. "No need," he called over his shoulder, "Kenshin and I will just go over and say hello ourselves, right Red?"

 

"Red" just "oro-ed" away as Sano continued to manhandle him.

Once they were gone, Misao looked up toward Aoshi with her best cherubic expression. "Well, I guess it's just you and me now." She said.

 

Aoshi's mouth quirked up slightly at the corners, "Somehow I get the feeling that you planned it to be this way."

 

In Aoshi's eyes Misao's smile grew even more radiant, "Are you flattered that I did?" she asked as the music changed again.

 

"Immeasurably."

 

There you see her

Sitting there across the way

She don't got a lot to say

But there's something about her

And you don't know why

But you're dying to try

You wanna kiss the girl.

 

Aoshi's eyebrows perked up again. "You've got to be kidding me." he said looking at her in disbelief.

 

"Oh, did I forget to mention that I work here?" she asked in a cute voice, "Silly me." She chuckled as she grabbed his hand and dragged him toward the dance floor.

 

Yes, you want her

Look at her, you know you do

Possible she wants you too

There is one way to ask her

It don't take a word

Not a single word

Go on and kiss the girl.

 

Misao's intuition had been right. For someone who pretended to be so stiff and proper Aoshi Shinomori could really dance. They seemed to read each other's steps as they danced with moves that might as well have been professionally choreographed. Beside them the other two couples moved along with the music as well. One hidden signal to the other women and the three of then simultaneously spun to their left and right, thus switching partners so that Misao was now dancing with Sanosuke, Megumi was moving in time with Kenshin and Kaoru and Aoshi were now matching one another move for move.

 

Sha la la la la la

My oh my

Look like the boy too shy

Ain't gonna kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la

Ain't that sad?

Ain't it a shame?

Too bad, he gonna miss the girl.

 

Something about the silliness of the song itself seemed to infect the two bands and they soon found themselves laughing together like old friends as they danced and teased and mimicked each-other's moves. Misao was delighted to see a real smile on Aoshi's face as he chuckled at something Kaoru said. Signaling her again, the three spun again going back to their respective partners.

 

 Now's your moment

Floating in a blue lagoon

Boy you better do it soon

No time will be better

She don't say a word

And she won't say a word

Until you kiss the girl

 

From inside the booth Shiro chuckled as he looked down on the scene on the dance floor. That Misao was really something else, the tall guy she was dancing with sure was a lucky one for grabbing her attention so strongly.

 

 Sha la la la la la

Don't be scared

You got the mood prepared

Go on and kiss the girl

Sha la la la la la

Don't stop now

Don't try to hide it how

You want to kiss the girl

 

Misao laughed as Aoshi surprised her by grabbing her hand and spinning her around, only to catch her in the other before she could stumble on her own feet.

"Well aren't you full of surprises tonight?" she giggled.

 

Aoshi just smiled and shrugged, but made no move to relinquish the captured hand.

 

Sha la la la la la

Float along

And listen to the song

The song say kiss the girl

Sha la la la la

The music play

Do what the music say

You got to kiss the girl

 

As the music died down, they continued to smile into each other's eyes. The lyrics of their silly little song becoming clearer and clearer with every beat.

 

You've got to kiss the girl

You wanna kiss the girl

You've gotta kiss the girl

Go on and kiss the girl

 

Misao didn't know when she'd stopped dancing, the first thing she became aware of was Aoshi's other hand encircling her waist as his face dipped lower and lower until his breath was tickling her skin. Suddenly someone nudged her from behind and the distance between them was instantly closed, her lips caressing his, innately coaxing him to respond, which he did. His tongue sweeping over her bottom lip before slipping inside to battle sweetly with her own.

 

Kaoru and Kenshin were looking on with reddened faces as Sano and Megumi gave each-other a high five.

 

"Nice move, Megitsune." Sano said.

 

"I thought so." she agreed, foxy smile all aglow with self satisfaction.

 

"Anou…" Kaoru interjected, "Shouldn't they have come up for air by now?"

 

Kenshin's color deepened even more, "I don't think they're missing it much de gozaru."

 

Megumi rolled her eyes, "C'mon Sano, let's dance."

 

Sano's grin could've outshined the sun, "Yes Ma'am!" he eagerly agreed.

 

Megumi "Please Sano, I know you're all awed by my presence and all. But you really should refrain from drooling all over yourself like that."

 

"OI!!!"

 

There was an audible giggle before Megumi threw him wink and slipped deeper into the crowd.

 

"Come back here, Fox!" Sano hollered going after her.

 

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