Himuwari: Hello, welcome to a quick oneshot I wrote! There's nothing much you need to know for this but sorry if it's not that great, I'm still new so try to cut me some slack! And yes, I know the priestess is supposed to be a virgin and all, but just play along for this ok! KK, here!

Just once

She hadn't meant for it to go so far. When she awoke the next morning, she knew what a mistake it was... after all, she really did love Tamahome. But, it was just this once... she'd never do anything like this again... it was just this once. And besides, he'd probably be too drunk to remember, right?

That's what really started this whole thing, Miaka decided, running down the hall to her rooms before anyone else could wake up.

Yes. It was Tasuki's fault! It had to be! After all, he was the one who had been drinking like a fish last night. If he had been clear headed, it wouldn't have happened!

True, Miaka had volunteered to take him up to his room, but it wasn't like anyone else was jumping up to help the orange-haired bandit! She'd managed to drag him up the stairs of the inn, barely, while all the while he was mumbling some rather, inappropriate things. Everything would've been fine... normal. She would've gotten him into bed and retreated immediately to her room...it would've been fine...if only he hadn't kissed her.

Miaka was certain Tasuki hadn't been aware of what he was doing... but still... it was really his fault! Miaka had meant to stop the kiss, had meant to pull away... but, it was just that once, right? She could kiss him once because she'd never do it again. So, she hadn't pulled away. Besides... she wouldn't let it go farther than that.

Miaka was suprised when the taste of alchohol on his lips didn't repulse her... it was just...different. Tasuki had embraced her, snaking his arms about her waist... the way she'd wanted to and had been embraced by Tamahome, held tightly but in a loving manner. And she'd let Tasuki hold her... Miaka would stop him before it got too far. Besides, Tasuki didn't know what he was doing, right?

She had felt an odd sensation when his tongue had brushed her lips. That's when curiousity won out and she'd opened her mouth for him. It was just once... and she could stop him. She had just wondered what it would be like to dance with someone else's tongue.

She suddenly found his hair facinating, entwining her fingers through the fire-like locks, unknowingly pulling him closer. She just wanted to know what kissing him felt like... but she'd stop him before it got too far.

After a moment, Miaka realized her jacket was gone and her hair was loose. She didn't remember being shed of the garment or him untying her hair... but that was ok... she'd stop him soon.

The kiss finally broke from a need to breathe, but Tasuki started instead to trail kisses along her jaw and down her neck. Miaka felt her body tremble in reaction to those light touches, felt her heart beating faster. And that's when something clicked inside her mind. Something that seemed to be chiding...

'You've gone too far, you've gone too far.'

And Miaka realized too late that that was true. She realized too late that she'd past the point of no return.

From there on, Miaka found herself helpless against the spell Tasuki had woven around her, found herself helpless to push him away... too caught up in the moment. And it was all his fault... he didn't know what he was doing... but it was all his fault... right?

Miaka rushed into her room and fell onto her bed, memories of his touch, his voice, his kisses playing through her mind... and she knew it was a mistake, such a terrible mistake... even if it was just once.