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Authors Note:
Raebef-chan: wow….this took a long time for me to re-post this…
Raeka-chan: Hai! -
Raebef-chan: This is going to be a work in process..the thing that would help us the most is R&Ring…please-
Raeka-chan: -blush- ano sa..ano sa…please review!------------------------------------------------------
Usually we sick with shorter fics in the beginning, but Tasuki is a fav of ours! The only differences is that Miaka is not sure about her love for Tamahome, but Tamahome does love her...O.o here we go!
Ps This fic is gonna take a looonggg time to get up..we need all the help you can give us!...please help us by reviewing this story as it goes up…Arigato!
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Ghost Paths
Chapter 1
The horse whinnied, rearing and Tasuki muttered a curse, reaching for his fan. Across the lake, Tamahome fought, his mark blazing red in the night. To the left, Nuriko had backed two men into a corner of the plaza, advancing with a wicked grin as they shrank back in terror. Hotohori was everywhere, striking and slashing with his imperial blade. Tasuki snorted.
/Show off.../ Hidden by the shadows, he looked out upon the fight. Chichiri was flickering from place to place, his holy talisman acting as a club as well as a vessel for his powers. But it was Chiriko who attracted the bandit's attention. The young boy fought bravely; considering the fact that he was not a swordsman.
But suddenly he was outnumbered, the men cornering the young warrior against a far wall. The bandit watched as he raised his sword, defiant to the end as they advanced. Without thinking, Tasuki booted his horse who for once responded and charged at the warriors, fan held tightly in one hand.
"REKKA-SHIN'EN!" FOOM! Chiriko slumped wearily against the wall that he had been trapped against seconds before as the men retreated, screaming in pain as they desperately tried to beat out the flames that wrapped around them. With a laugh, the fanged bandit pulled his horse up, giving his young friend a fanged grin. Suddenly Chiriko looked up.
"Tasuki, look out!" he cried. The bandits grin disappeared as a volley of arrows came at him from the darkness.
/They managed to get over th' wall/ He thought distantly as his horse once again reared, causing the bandit to hold on to his mane. /Gotta warn Tama/
"Tamah-" His cry was cut short as more arrows volleyed from the night. He felt the horse start to fall under him, and with a curse he leapt, clearing the wounded animal. Looking for his landing, the bandit felt dread hit him when he saw where he had leapt. /Kuso Suzaku/
Tasuki gasped as he hit the cold water that instantly enveloped and wrapped him in a blanket of silence as he sank deeper. With a start, the fanged bandit shook himself from his stupor, lashing out with his legs and arms as he tried to reach the surface. Unfortudently, he had never quiet figured out how to swim. Moonlight shone down into the lakes eerie depths, breaking at the waters surface and rippling in shafts of light.
Desperately now, Tasuki kicked harder, his arms wind milling as he sank deeper. The sounds of the battle above were muffled, fading as the bandit gazed up desperately. His clothing acted as weights as he sank deeper. No air. In one last final effort, he drew all his strength, as he fought for the air that his lungs desperately needed. And still he sank. Tasuki watched as his last bubbles floated up to the surface of the water, watched as he began to feel cold, his vision dimming. / Sayonara...Miaka...I'm sorry.../ then nothing.
Tamahome jerked up suddenly. Looking around he scanned the Suzaku fighting in the plaza. Something was wrong. Around the plaza, he saw the others look up, all feeling the powerful sensation that had just hit him. With a final swing, Hotohori finished the last man, while Nuriko threw the other two over the wall and away.
"Tamahome, Nuriko, Hotohori, Chichiri, Mitsukake..." Chiriko mouthed to himself as he counted off the assembled Suzaku.
"Oh no..." breathed Nuriko at once scanning the surrounding area.
"Tasuki!" Yelled Hotohori as he also began to look. The fanged bandit was no where to be seen.
Feeling as close to useless as possible, Chiriko sat at the edge of the lake, his heart heavy. Tasuki had saved him when he had been about to die, risking his life for him. The arrows...
As he stared at the water, lost in thought, a few bubbles drifted up to the surface, breaking as they reached the air. Bubbles. Bubbles!
"Tamahome! Chichiri! Hotohori! Nuriko! It's Tasuki! He's in the lake!" He cried frantically, as he leapt to his feet. "Tasuki!" He yelled at the now silent water. "Tasuki! Don't die! Were coming! Hold on!"
Tamahome didn't pause as he saw what was unfolding. Without breaking stride, he leapt straight into the icy water, swimming deeper with powerful strokes.
Authors Note:
Raeka-chan: Don't worry…the rest is already finished… I just have a very slow computer…-.-
-Raebef-chan kicks the computer-
Raeka-chan: ummm….-gives Raebef a concerned look - The chapter will be up just as soon as I can fix the comp…
Raebef-chan: -kick kick kick kick…-
Raeka-chan: Please review in the meantime... I would really appreciate it! –grabs raebef-chan so she does not destroy what ever remains of the computer- ja!