Author's Notes: Hehehe… I just modified this a bit. Don't worry, it's not the story.
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Still Loving You…
By: g3ozL!zh
Chapter 1
Emperor Hotohori paced back and forth inside his room, waiting for Miaka… waiting for her final decision. He couldn't help the feeling of dread and helplessness that whatever Miaka's decision is, he wouldn't be able to change it. Of course, he will respect her decision but he couldn't say that it would not hurt if Miaka turns him down. He stopped pacing and heaved a heavy sigh. He couldn't understand why is it that when he found the right girl he wants to marry, the girl he had ever loved, there has to be another man that wants her heart. Well, that just goes to say that Miaka is no ordinary girl. She is someone very special that the two men in her life are willing to die just so one of them can have her. Hotohori sat on the edge of his bed, gripping his hands. I can't afford to fight against Tamahome… he is one of the Suzaku Seven and… he is my friend. Miaka loves him. He immediately shook his head, trying to erase what he had just thought. No! I must not feel as if I'm already defeated. True, Miaks loves Tamahome but that doesn't imply that he himself is out of the picture. Miaka, I love you and… I don't think I can afford to lose you.
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Miaka steadied her shaking fingers as she put on some fresh clothes. Last night, she hadn't been able to sleep because she couldn't stop thinking about what Hotohori told her yesterday. Miaka, I'll wait for you in my room…there I shall wait for your decision. Miaka had looked deeply into his eyes, as did he. She could feel the overwhelming hope and sadness that reflected in his eyes from within his soul. Tears misted over Miaka's eyes, clouding her vision. She doesn't want to cry but without realizing it, a tear rolled down her cheek. Hotohori wiped the tear away with his thumb at the same time caressing her cheek. She then had took a hold of his wrist and squeezed it firmly, a small, sweet smile forming on the corners of her mouth. Hotohori smiled too. Then he dropped his hand, slowly…
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…then he slowly bent his head, leaning close. He felt Miaka's breath on his face, he looked more deeply into her eyes, as if questioning her if she would allow it. When he found no hesitation in those, he finally brought his lips onto hers…
For a while now, he had been thinking of that bittersweet moment with Miaka. He could still feel the softness of her lips on his, the smell of her lustrous hair as the kiss deepened. He smiled at the thought. Miaka…
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She savored the feeling of Hotohori's lips on hers, closing her eyes, even if she was just recalling it in her mind. Then the thought of Tamahome's kiss emerged. She opened her eyes, brow furrowing. How is it possible for me to love two guys at the same time, having them being a big part in life that I can't bear to lose one for the other? She glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Letting the clip fall down from her hands at her side, she decided to let loose her hair. It matches the turmoil she is feeling inside. I've never been popular with the boys back home… She smiles wryly. She could still recall the times she had wish to have two guys fighting for her love but now that she realized the consequences of it, she regretted having hoped for it in the first place. Tsk, Tsk. She quietly scolded herself. How I have matured this past few months ---- wait! Maybe only hours… She shrugged her shoulders. Whatever! Taking a deep breath, she stepped back, having one last look at her reflection. Then she went out.
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Ugh! What is this headache? Tamahome tried to get up from his bed but can't. So he just rubbed his eyes groggily and trying to get rid of the bitter taste in his mouth by gulping.
Author's Notes:
So, how do you find it? This is my first shot for a fanfic so bear with me. I'll add more to this, don't worry .Please read and review so that I may know what you think. Thanks!