She rose from the chair, stood in front of me and made me kissthe paddle. "Bend over and grab your ankles." I cringed, anticipatingsmacks across my ba...e behind.I felt the smooth touch of the paddle as she rested it on my flesh for amoment and with a sudden swoosh, a hard smack landed on my derriere,followed quickly by another half dozen, not love pats but real discipline,administered by my soldier husband with a firm hand. I knew that my bottomglowed pink. But to my dismay Nanette was not. Misao: What! You don't have to worry about that. I was taught kempo by Hanya! It's not like I'm Iori!Kenshin: No. In the eyes of Shishio's men, Miss Misao, you and Iori would be the same. I don't want to put anyone else in danger. From now on, I fight alone.Okina: I understand, Himura. I'll respect your wishes. When we find out about the other person you asked me to search for, Hiko Seijuurou, I'll send word. The old ways of doing things are the surest.Kenshin: Thank you.Misao: Why, Himura. Why. ” He locked the doors of the house from the inside and fastened a cuff to one of her arms with a lock, so she could not get out of bed. She laid on her side and he laid behind her, spooning her gently and kissing the back of her neck as he fell asleep. He was just faking his kindness though. She became frightened that he must be bipolar to change moods so quickly and suddenly be so nice to her after being so violent, but she finally fell asleep.He woke up about 3:00am and realized he was. She comes over every day for the next week, and they sleep together every night. He doesn’t dare to ask her to marry him, not yet. If this had happened before he lost his sight, he would have, but now things have changed. In his mind, he has gone from being a catch to a burden. He can’t work, nor do anything for her, his heart aches for both what he has lost and for her if she stays. She is literally on cloud nine. Her days are as spring clouds so fleeting as to pass no shower over a summer.