return
Return
"That shadow," Miaka looked at the other side of the mirror. "It's me. It's how I really feel. Really inside of me." She watched in horror as the battle continued. "But can that really be me? Can that shelfish, destructive, girl really be who I am?"
The sound of a crash was heard as a plate fell onto the ground. "Is this your judjement, Suzaku?" Miaka asked the ceiling. "Yes, if that shadow is who I really am then I don't deserve to be Suzaku no Miko; then I don't deserve to be loved and respected by anyone or anything else."
"And if that is me!" Miaka lifted the sharp shard to her chest. "Then maybe I have earned this edict!"


"What's happening?" Shadow Miaka exclaimed as she fell to her knees. "Blood?"
The next few minutes went in a blur as Hotohori and Tamahomae attacked. The shade soon found hersself overpowered as the two men continued in there assault. "Passion," was all that she could say.


Thu-Thump, Thu-Thump
"Is this what it's like?" Miaka asked herself. "To die?"
Thu-Thump, Thu-Thump
The demon lay on the ground, slain. "At least that is over. Tamahomae, Hotohori, please. Please find a new Suzaku no Miko; a new girl to take my place; a new one to fill the expectations of your quest."
Thu-Thump, Thu-Thump
Water dripped onto Miaka's face. "Tears? No, those can't be fake. Only are they crying for the Suzaku no Miko or for Miaka?"
Thu-Thump, Thu-Thump
"Don't leave us, Miaka!" Tamahomae's voice came.
"Miaka!" was what Hotohori said.
Now even Nuriko was there. He was shouting things and doing all he could to help.
"Nuriko. Even after all she did, after all I did, your still willing to help? Could it be, that you don't just care about what I am, that you care about who I am?"
Tamahomae and Hotohori each lifted a blade to their chest. "You need blood!" they both slashed their chests. "Then take all you want!"
Thu-Thump, Thu-Thump
"Why do you do this? Is this love? The power to sacrifice yourself to help another? Would I do this if the roles where switched?"
Thu-Thump, Thu-Thump
"Miaka," Yui's voice came. "Return. Return to the ones with love in their hearts. They don't do this because they have to, it's because they want to. They're willing to give up their own blood to help you, to give you another chance at life. Those tears weren't fake. They were real; real tears that fell through real saddness."
Yes, I shall return.