Unseen Melody
*pahoua(akimi)xiong*
**I am only using Yuu Watase's character so please don't think that these characters are mine. There are going to be something in this story that I'm not sure about. If you see anything wrong or anything out of place, please, please e-mail me. The only character that is mine is Miaku.... **
*This start after Miaka had found all the Suzaku Seishi, did she? Oh okay...well they are planning to get Tamohome back. *
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"Yes and this time we will be together for real." Miaka said to the image on the wall, which held Tamohome's face, who was still trapped in Kutou. Her eyes shown with love and longing for his touch, then without any other words they kissed.
"I can't hold on to this any longer!" Chichiri threw his hands apart and the spell broke. "But you were able to communicate with Tamohome safely right? (Sweat drop) Umm...Miaka...you can...umm..." Miaka still has her lips glued onto the wall.
Miaka went back to her room and dropped flat on her bed thinking of Tamohome. She sighed deeply. "Tamohome...soon we'll be together."
That night, everyone were sleeping nicely and quietly, not realizing that a large dark cloud was starting to form above Konan. There were sections in the sky, flashing, like spot lights being turned off and on. In only second rain poured out of the sky, lightning strike and thunder roared. BOOM! Miaka opened her eyes, awaken by a strange call. It was as if someone was calling to her. Not just to her alone, but to her Seishi too. Miaka held onto her head, as the voice grew deeper and louder in her mind. Chichiri, Hotohori, Nuriko, Mitsukake, Tasuki and Chiriko came running into her room.
"Miaka!" Hotohori shouted. Miaka let go off her head and looked up at her Seishi after the voice suddenly disappeared.
"Hotohori." She stated.
From behind, Chichiri felt something. He rushed outside and was soon joined by the rest along with their priestess. The blue lightings of Seiryuu, guardian of the East, strike from the heaven causing the Earth rumbled. From the shrine of Suzaku, guardian of the South, a beam of red light shoots out faster than the eye could see, headed for what seemed like the center of the sky. From the West Empire, a beam of white shoots out and from the North Empire a beam of green light also shoots out. The four colors slammed into each other at the far end of Konan making an enormous blow of dust and dirt. From where the four colors had slam together a yellow beam shoots out of the heaven into the ground, with a cried so powerful it ach the minds of its watchers. Thousands of little red sparkles spread from the yellow light and flooded the air. Within the beam was a transparent six-sided crystal that slowly falls to the ground and soon out of view to its watchers. Miaka not wasting any time to find what the crystal was ran out of the place, down the hallway and headed for the door, who was stopped by Hotohori before long.
"But I must find out what that thing was." Miaka objected.
"You can't, it's too dangerous. I'll send my men to check it out and bring it back here." Hotohori turned away from her and called. "Guards! Go to the far end of Konan and bring back what you see!"
"Yes sire!" Three men got on their horses and rode out for the direction of the circle, while Miaka and the rest waited in the main chamber. Soon the guards returned with a lady wrapped in one of the man's cape. They set her on the floor before their Emperor, removed the cape and stepped back. Miaka and the others looked at the young lady in shocked. She had long dark green hair and dressed in a blue and green sailor school uniform.
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A flute, the lady thought to herself, I hear a flute melody. Where am I? Her eyes shot open and she gasped. Above her was a red curtain, she was wearing pink Chinese pajamas. She turned her head to look around. There was a table not far from the bed, no lamp but lanterns. The room was mainly red or in the shade of red. She could hear the sound of rain outside, hitting her window. The lady laid still, in her heart it felt as if hot fires were burning...deeply and slowly. She clutched her hands tightly against her chest and turned her back to the door. A tear makes its way down her face. A flute. The same dream...but why does it hurt so much. Like I knew that person in my dream. The pain...it's stronger now than ever...am I- Her thoughts were interrupted by the voices coming her way. She went back to the same position quickly, pretending to be asleep.
Miaka entered first followed by Nuriko, Chichiri, and so on. "The lady. She's dressed differently from us and you, Miaka. Do you think she might be taken here the same way you were?" Asked Tasuki.
"I don't know."
"The only question is why was she taken here?" Hotohori asked. "Miaka is here as the priestess of Suzaku and her mission as the priestess has not yet been completed."
"Good point your highness." Nuriko pointed out. "Miaka still has a place here!"
"I say we wake her up and find answers to those questions!" Tasuki spoke up with a demanding voice.
Nuriko sighed. "Baka."
There was no noise of any kinds awhile after but Chiriko started playing his flute. The song was a soft and gentle melody, which sank deeply into the young lady's heart. That flute, she thought to herself, who is playing that flute?! She quickly sat up with her hands holding onto the blanket. Her long dark green hair with matching eyes stared at them but stayed focused on one person, Chiriko. "You're awake." Miaka walked into the lady's view. "My name is Miaka Yuuki. Don't worry we won't hurt you."
"Where-where am I?"
"In Konan."
"Konan?"
"Yes." Miaka looked at her. "What's your name?"
"Mi-Miaku."
"Miaku, ha!" Tasuki repeated as he got up from his chair. "Tell us...why are you here?!" Tasuki's face showed no expression except curiosity.
"I-I don't know." Her voice was low. "A flute? Who-I heard a flute."
"Oh...it's Chiriko." Miaka answered moving out of the way so Miako could see Chiriko. Chiriko smiled at her but Miako only stared at him. Just looking at him makes her heart pound faster and faster like racing with words. Her mind went dizzy, her vision became blurry and then her strength gave in and she fainted.
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They all gathered in Miaka's room to discuss about what had just happened. Tasuki, still having the same idea, he demanded that they go and find out who Miako really was and why she had come here. While Miaka thought that they should wait until she was up and ready to answer the questions.
Then Nuriko brought up a question. "Miaka, when Miaku woke up she was asking something about a flute, right?"
"Yeah...but what does that have to do with anything?" Miaka looked at the others for an answer but found none. They were all confused about it. "Chiriko, what do you think?"
"I-umm-I don't know." Though when she looked at me there was something in her eyes. Chiriko finished off in his mind.
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Chiriko was standing outside of the door to Miako's room. Somehow his feet had brought him here for a reason he did not know. Still wondering he heard a voice from inside.
"Ami-Ami...*ugh* Where are you? Where...." The door opened and Chiriko walked in. Standing next to the bed he questioned himself. What? I thought I heard her say something about Ami...something.
"Ami-Ami...bo...shi..."
Chiriko gasped at the name. Amiboshi...how did she- Miaku's hand grabbed his hand and held on tightly as she continued to call the same name. Chiriko took her hand off his and headed out of her room. He was not far from her room when he stopped and walked back. Miaku was still asleep. Her eyes were tightly squeezed together and she was sweating badly. Miaku seemed to be fighting something in her dream. Chiriko took out his flute from behind him and played. The song slowly made its way into her mind and heart, allowing Miaku to sleep peacefully. After a while Chiriko stopped playing. There was something about Miaku that wouldn't let him go.
"Who are you?" He asked in a low voice.
"I am Miaku." Chiriko jumped at the voice that answered him. Miaku slowly sat up, once she was up, their eyes met. The lanterns along with the color in the room seemed to neutralize as they gazed, romantically, at each other.
"Are you the one who...was just playing the flute?" Her question struck him for some odd reason.
"Hai."
"How-I mean where did you learn how to play like that?"
"I-I've always been playing this song. Is there something wrong?"
"No....I was just having a strange..." Miaku looked away. "...dream. That's all."
"I see. I'll be leaving you now."
"No, wait, please don't go." She got up from the bed and walk but collapsed. Before she reached the ground Chiriko's strong arms caught her. She gasped.
"You should be careful; you're not yet strong enough to walk."
"Arigato. I don't want to lie down can you help me to a chair?" Chiriko nodded yes. "This feels much better, arigato." She smiled at him.
Chiriko sat across from her. "Do you know why...why you were brought here?"
Miaku didn't answer but looked out the window. She switched her gaze back to Chiriko.
"It's okay if you can't tell me." He added quickly.
"Thanks..."
"I better get going now and you should get some sleep." As he walked away, Miaku watched him go. Her eyes caught sight of his flute, from it; hundreds of images ran into her head like hungry wolves. The cries of people slowly rushed into the images adding more details.
There were fire burning over dead bodies and houses. Then another imaged appeared; a couple downed on the ground and bleeding, beside them were two little boys looking exactly alike. The man gave a flute to one of the boy. Another image appeared, this one was with the same two boys, hiding behind a house with fear in their eyes. Then a face with golden hair overlaid all the rest. On his forehead was the mark of "heart". This face smirked at her. Zoom...another image...and another.... and another came! The images were starting to squirreled in her mind. Miako fell to the floor clutching to her head, her eye browse narrowed sharply. Miaku's body started to shake and sweat again. After awhile the images started slowing down. The sound of the flute came...a figure stood in a dark room, but she could see the figure's face. Amiboshi...the name popped into her head.
"Amiboshi..." Miaku whispered to herself as she lifted her head up. "He isn't Chiriko...he is...of the...Seiryuu."
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The sun had just risen from its sleeping place. Miaku felt the sun's ray hit her soft face and her eyes opened.
"Oh...yeah, I forgot I came into this strange world...last night." She threw her hands above her head. "I better get up." Miaku got dressed in her school uniform and opened her door.
She was walking down the hall from her bedroom, just enjoying the beautiful scenery, when she came upon a door. Miaku looked around and noticed that there were no guards near by. Curious, she opened the door and walked in without closing it, she gasped. There standing in the middle of the room was a statue of a phoenix. On its head were long feathers that stood like a crown, its beak was sharp and shinny. The feathers were made of gold and the long tail curved at the bottom of the phoenix's long skinny leg. Behind it was a large pot that looked like a pot of gold. Just looking at the statue Miaku could see the word strength, loyal, and love written all over it.
"Wow. What a beautiful gold phoenix...but it looked like the one in mother's book."
"I am Suzaku, guardian of the South. Who is it that stood before me and awoke me?"
"Ahh...who-who said that?" Miaku looked side to side very fast and her hand flies in every direction. "Oh... it's only Mr. Statue and me. Oh stupid head can't you at least rest awhile? Plus we all know statue can't talk." Miaku said as she started to walk out. "I wonder who-eh? Nani?"
Miaku look back at the statue when she felt some sort of hot heat hit her. The Suzaku statue was surrounded by a form of red light and somehow Miaku was suddenly drawn to it. She walk back to it with eyes of curiosity and the door shut quietly behind her.
Meanwhile in Hotohori's room there were other problems. Six of the Suzaku seven were there with their priestess.
"You can't find her anywhere?!" Hotohori was sitting on his desk.
"No sire. We looked everywhere but couldn't find any sign of the young lady."
Where could Miaku go? Miaka wondered to herself. There's no way that she could go anywhere around here without being noticed- Miaka's thought was interrupted by Chichiri's voice.
"The shrine of Suzaku might be a place to look for her, you know."
"Nani?! Why would she even go there?!" Tasuki stepped up in front of Chichiri with his fan in one hand. Nuriko grabbed Tasuki by the hand and yanked him to the wall. "Why does Tasuki have to do that?"
"Never mind about Tasuki. What do you think about checking out the shrine?" Suggested Chiriko.
"I...think we should check it out."
"M-Miaka." Hotohori stated.
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Miaku was kneeling before the statue of Suzaku with her hands opened together at face level. Her chin was held up, her eyes stayed shut, and it seemed like she was communicating with Suzaku. On Miaku's cheek there were bright droplets of tears making their way to the ground. Suddenly Suzaku's eye shines of bright red and every single tear on the ground became little red sparkles of light like the ones that carried her to the world of the Four Gods. They surround her and her body was carried into the air. Her hair ripped out of the strap that held it in place and danced in the red dust. Her head was held up, her hand hanging by her side, and her body arched back. At the same time Miaka and her seishi came running through the door. They stopped so suddenly as the red sparkles spread right through their body, forcing them to back away and blinding them. Then slowly they were able to see what was happening. Miaka walked into the room followed by the others. Miaku's body was slowly released from the light and set before them. Her hair still wrapped around her neck and shoulder then slowly settled down, flowing past her shoulder. She rolled her head lazily and finally opens her eyes.
"M-Miaku." Miaka called to her in a soft tune.
Miaku didn't say anything but stared at them. Her face showed of nothing and her eyes were empty.
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So what do you think? Should I keep going and finished the story? Please R &R!! Please.
