A.N. Hey, sorry it's taken me so long to update!! I've actually both chapter 2 and 3 done for about two weeks now, but I've been grounded! Oops! *Mumbles something about grades and damn teachers trying to fail her* Anywayz!!! I hope you peeps have been anxiously awaiting my updates!! If you have, you can send me a small, and I repeat SMALL flame on how I need to study more, and crap like that!! ^_~! This is probably the only time you will ever have my permission to flame me! Hehe!! Okay... now I'm just rambling!
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Disclaimer: I don't own Fughigi Yuugi, although...I wish I did... especially a particular blue haired monk... errr... *blushes* ahem! *chough* right! Well... Watase-sama and respected companies own all rights to Fughigi Yuugi! Waaa... it's not fair!!! I wanna own FY!!! I am okay!!
Anywayz... on with the fic!!!
Chichiri awoke early the next morning, despite only getting several hours sleep. He sat on the futon, and crossed his legs, preparing to meditate. Chichiri cleared his mind, and entered a meditative trance, slowing his breathing, and closing his eye. His brow furrowed in frustration, for some reason, he couldn't concentrate. Chichiri sighed, and uncrossed his legs as he stood up and walked over to Aya was stretched out on the bed, and checked on her. She was bathed in sweat. Chichiri wondered if she was dreaming about her brother. He hopped not. He knew how hard it was to be haunted by the past. His eye closed on pain as a wave of memories washed over him. Memories of Hiko, and Kouran. Memories of loosing Nuriko, and the others during the race for the shinzaho against the Seiryuu seishi and their miko. ::Yes, Aya. I pray to Suzaku that you do not dream of your brother...:: He looked around the small room, and found a washbasin by the door, along with a rag. Chichiri wet the
rag, and used it to mop up the sweat on Aya's forehead.
Chichiri heard a voice outside the door. "Dr. Mikashi, I'm going to go check on the patient!" Chichiri quickly looked for his mask in his pack. It wasn't there.
"Shit..." he hissed. "I must have lost it during that fight yesterday!" Just then, the nurse walked in.
"Oh!! Good to see you up so early! I didn't introduce myself last night! I'm Nurse Hakami! May I ask your name, and the young lady's?" Nurse Hakami began to bustle around the room, straighten it up.
"I'm Chichiri, and she's Aya." Chichiri inclined his head slightly towards the nurse as he introduced himself.
"Well, Chichiri, why don't you go out for a while? I have to bathe Aya, and Dr. Mikashi has to do an examination, and prepare some herbs for her. Go out, and get something to eat!!" Nurse Hakami pushed Chichiri out of the room, and slammed the door in his face.
Chichiri sweat dropped. "Da?" he questioned, turning his back on the door, and walking out of the building.
"MIAKABAKA!!!!! Wake up!!!" Nuriko stood outside of the Suzaku no miko's door, and shouted. Miaka stirred in her bed, mumbling. "Miakabaka!!!" the violet haired seishi called.
Miaka pulled the silk pillow over her head. "Go away!!" she shouted. Nuriko rolled his lilac eyes, and threw open the door.
"Miaka! You haven't left your room in four days!!! Get up!!!" Miaka groaned, and, buried her head further in the soft pillows.
"Miaka, you have to get up!!" Nuriko walked over to the tightly closed shutters, and threw them open. Sunlight filled the dim room. Nuriko walked over to the bed, and began to shake Miaka's shoulders. "WAKE UP!!!" he shouted in her ear.
Miaka raised her head, blinking slowly. Her auburn hair was a mess. "Have you heard any news?" she asked hopefully.
Nuriko shook his head. "Nope... sorry." He smiled, hopping to take Miaka's mind off of his words, and the missing seishis.
"NANI??? You mean that Tamahome hasn't returned?"
"Iee..." Nuriko shook his head.
"It's bad enough that Chichiri runs off without telling anyone where he is going, but now Tamahome is gone, too!! What is going on?!"
"Miaka, you can't forget about Tasuki, too!" Nuriko corrected. Miaka's brown eyes filled with tears. "Gomen, Miaka-chan! Gomen! I shouldn't have said anything... demo... His majesty did say something about a message that he had received..."
Miaka threw back the covers. She wore pink silk pajamas. "Hotohori-sama received a message? Who from?" Miaka looked expectantly at Nuriko.
He shrugged. "He didn't say... he just told me to fetch you!" Miaka nodded, and got off the bed.
"Well... I hate to keep Hotohori-sama waiting!!" She started to head for the door.
"Ummm... Miaka-chan, don't you want to get changed first?" Miaka looked at her current state, and laughed, putting her hand behind her head.
"Your right, Nuriko-chan!" Nuriko rolled his eyes, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"Hotohori-sama, the Suzaku no miko is here to see you," an attendant informed him. Hotohori looked up from the mountain of papers.
"Let her in, baka!!" the emperor commanded. "You know that Miaka-chan is always allowed here!!" The attendant bowed in apology.
"Sumimasen," he said, as he let Miaka into the emperor's study.
"Ohayo!!" she said cheerfully. She had changed into red and gold traditional Chinese robes. Hotohori bowed his head slightly towards the 16-year-old girl. He wore his typical royal robes, and his long hair was held up in the typical "box on top of his head" as Miaka called it.
Hotohori gazed at Miaka with the loving gaze that she had become use to. She knew that his feeling for her would never change, and all the experiences that they had had together had succeeded in only making his feelings even stronger. Every once in a while, he would ask her if her feeling for him had changed. It broke her heart every time to say that they hadn't, partly because she knew that she was hurting him, and partly because that wasn't completely true.
"It's so good to see you finally out of your room, Miaka-chan! I had started to worry about you!"
"Nuriko-chan said that you had a letter for me?"
"Hia... hia. A messenger from Kouto delivered it this morning." He rested his chin on the heel of his hand.
"Kouto... that means... YUI-CHAN HAS SENT ME A LETTER?!!?" She shouted, excitedly.
Hotohori sweat dropped. "Hia... Miaka. Yui-san has sent you a letter." Miaka's eyes sparkled as Hotohori handed her the envelope. Miaka broke the wax seal, and unfolded the note. It read:
Miaka-chan,
I know that I haven't written you in a long time, but I have been busy here in Kouto. Sumimasen.
I have good news; Suboshi and I are getting married soon! I still can't believe it! Who would have though that I am engaged? And to Suboshi of all people! I wonder what the guys back *home* would say? Amiboshi misses you dearly. I wish you would come and visit him... and me. I have missed hearing from you. Miaka, I know that I told you I hated you for sealing us in the book, but now I am glad. I see now that it is our... destiny to stay here, and help these people. I know that I was ment to be with Suboshi, and you with Tamahome.
Miaka, please... I have something to tell you. Tamahome came through the imperial city a couple weeks ago. I didn't think much of it, until I heard a messenger tell me that you were looking for him. He wanted to buy maps of Hakkon. I would suggest looking for him there. I wish that I knew more. I am truly sorry, but that is all the information I have at the moment. I will continue asking around, but it is doubtful that anything else will turn up.
How are Hotohori-sama, Nuriko-san, Chichiri-san, and the others? All good, I pray.
I hope to here from you soon! And you better come see us here in Hakkon!! I'll never forgive you if you're not here for the spring festival!!
Your friend,
Hongo Yui
"Hotohori-sama, Tamahome is in Hakkon!! Please send your best scouts up there, to find him!! Please?!" Miaka's eyes brimmed with tears, and she bit her lip.
Hotohori smiled. "Hia, Miaka-chan! I will send them out immediately!!"
Miaka smiled. "Domo arigoto goziamasu!!" she said, bowing.
"Attendant!!" Hotohori called. A handsome young blonde haired man rushed into the room.
"Hia, Hotohori-sama?" the attendant asked, bowing.
"I want you to fetch my four best trackers, and my four swiftest horses. We have information leading us to believe that Tamahome-san is in Hakkon. I want then to search for him."
The attendant bowed, and left the room to fetch the scouts. "Don't worry, Miaka-chan!! I am sure that we will find your beloved Tamahome. Then, we will find Chichiri and Tasuki!"
Miaka smiled, and bowed. "Domo, Hotohori-sama! Domo!!"
Hotohori nodded. "Anything for you, my darling Miaka..." Hotohori blushed. "I'm sorry, Miaka-chan. Please forget that I just said that."
Miaka bowed her head to hide the blush that crept along her cheeks.
Just then, the attendant returned, with the four scouts in tow. The emperor looked up, and cleared his throat. "Your majesty," the scouts said in unison, falling to one knee. They placed one fist on the ground, and bowed their heads.
"I have a special mission for you," Hotohori said. "I need you four to go to Hakkon, and search for Tamahome-san. I have strong reason to believe that he is there."
"As you wish, your majesty!" the self-proclaimed leader of the group replied, raising his head.
"What are you waiting for?" Hotohori questioned.
"Sumimasen, Hotohori-sama!!" the leader said, as he rose to his feet. The other three got to their feet as well. "We will not return to Konan until we have located Tamahome-san!" Hotohori bowed his head, and closed his eyes. The four men exited the room. A servant waited for them in the courtyard, holding the reins to the emperor's fastest horses. They already had all the supplies that the scouts would need in packs. The four scouts mounted their horses, and rode out of the capital city, towards the north.
A.N. More to come, soon! I hope you enjoyed the story!! Please R&R!! I will love you forever if you review ANY ONE of my stories!!
Anywayz... PLEASE R&R!!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fughigi Yuugi, although...I wish I did... especially a particular blue haired monk... errr... *blushes* ahem! *chough* right! Well... Watase-sama and respected companies own all rights to Fughigi Yuugi! Waaa... it's not fair!!! I wanna own FY!!! I am okay!!
Anywayz... on with the fic!!!
Chichiri awoke early the next morning, despite only getting several hours sleep. He sat on the futon, and crossed his legs, preparing to meditate. Chichiri cleared his mind, and entered a meditative trance, slowing his breathing, and closing his eye. His brow furrowed in frustration, for some reason, he couldn't concentrate. Chichiri sighed, and uncrossed his legs as he stood up and walked over to Aya was stretched out on the bed, and checked on her. She was bathed in sweat. Chichiri wondered if she was dreaming about her brother. He hopped not. He knew how hard it was to be haunted by the past. His eye closed on pain as a wave of memories washed over him. Memories of Hiko, and Kouran. Memories of loosing Nuriko, and the others during the race for the shinzaho against the Seiryuu seishi and their miko. ::Yes, Aya. I pray to Suzaku that you do not dream of your brother...:: He looked around the small room, and found a washbasin by the door, along with a rag. Chichiri wet the
rag, and used it to mop up the sweat on Aya's forehead.
Chichiri heard a voice outside the door. "Dr. Mikashi, I'm going to go check on the patient!" Chichiri quickly looked for his mask in his pack. It wasn't there.
"Shit..." he hissed. "I must have lost it during that fight yesterday!" Just then, the nurse walked in.
"Oh!! Good to see you up so early! I didn't introduce myself last night! I'm Nurse Hakami! May I ask your name, and the young lady's?" Nurse Hakami began to bustle around the room, straighten it up.
"I'm Chichiri, and she's Aya." Chichiri inclined his head slightly towards the nurse as he introduced himself.
"Well, Chichiri, why don't you go out for a while? I have to bathe Aya, and Dr. Mikashi has to do an examination, and prepare some herbs for her. Go out, and get something to eat!!" Nurse Hakami pushed Chichiri out of the room, and slammed the door in his face.
Chichiri sweat dropped. "Da?" he questioned, turning his back on the door, and walking out of the building.
"MIAKABAKA!!!!! Wake up!!!" Nuriko stood outside of the Suzaku no miko's door, and shouted. Miaka stirred in her bed, mumbling. "Miakabaka!!!" the violet haired seishi called.
Miaka pulled the silk pillow over her head. "Go away!!" she shouted. Nuriko rolled his lilac eyes, and threw open the door.
"Miaka! You haven't left your room in four days!!! Get up!!!" Miaka groaned, and, buried her head further in the soft pillows.
"Miaka, you have to get up!!" Nuriko walked over to the tightly closed shutters, and threw them open. Sunlight filled the dim room. Nuriko walked over to the bed, and began to shake Miaka's shoulders. "WAKE UP!!!" he shouted in her ear.
Miaka raised her head, blinking slowly. Her auburn hair was a mess. "Have you heard any news?" she asked hopefully.
Nuriko shook his head. "Nope... sorry." He smiled, hopping to take Miaka's mind off of his words, and the missing seishis.
"NANI??? You mean that Tamahome hasn't returned?"
"Iee..." Nuriko shook his head.
"It's bad enough that Chichiri runs off without telling anyone where he is going, but now Tamahome is gone, too!! What is going on?!"
"Miaka, you can't forget about Tasuki, too!" Nuriko corrected. Miaka's brown eyes filled with tears. "Gomen, Miaka-chan! Gomen! I shouldn't have said anything... demo... His majesty did say something about a message that he had received..."
Miaka threw back the covers. She wore pink silk pajamas. "Hotohori-sama received a message? Who from?" Miaka looked expectantly at Nuriko.
He shrugged. "He didn't say... he just told me to fetch you!" Miaka nodded, and got off the bed.
"Well... I hate to keep Hotohori-sama waiting!!" She started to head for the door.
"Ummm... Miaka-chan, don't you want to get changed first?" Miaka looked at her current state, and laughed, putting her hand behind her head.
"Your right, Nuriko-chan!" Nuriko rolled his eyes, and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
"Hotohori-sama, the Suzaku no miko is here to see you," an attendant informed him. Hotohori looked up from the mountain of papers.
"Let her in, baka!!" the emperor commanded. "You know that Miaka-chan is always allowed here!!" The attendant bowed in apology.
"Sumimasen," he said, as he let Miaka into the emperor's study.
"Ohayo!!" she said cheerfully. She had changed into red and gold traditional Chinese robes. Hotohori bowed his head slightly towards the 16-year-old girl. He wore his typical royal robes, and his long hair was held up in the typical "box on top of his head" as Miaka called it.
Hotohori gazed at Miaka with the loving gaze that she had become use to. She knew that his feeling for her would never change, and all the experiences that they had had together had succeeded in only making his feelings even stronger. Every once in a while, he would ask her if her feeling for him had changed. It broke her heart every time to say that they hadn't, partly because she knew that she was hurting him, and partly because that wasn't completely true.
"It's so good to see you finally out of your room, Miaka-chan! I had started to worry about you!"
"Nuriko-chan said that you had a letter for me?"
"Hia... hia. A messenger from Kouto delivered it this morning." He rested his chin on the heel of his hand.
"Kouto... that means... YUI-CHAN HAS SENT ME A LETTER?!!?" She shouted, excitedly.
Hotohori sweat dropped. "Hia... Miaka. Yui-san has sent you a letter." Miaka's eyes sparkled as Hotohori handed her the envelope. Miaka broke the wax seal, and unfolded the note. It read:
Miaka-chan,
I know that I haven't written you in a long time, but I have been busy here in Kouto. Sumimasen.
I have good news; Suboshi and I are getting married soon! I still can't believe it! Who would have though that I am engaged? And to Suboshi of all people! I wonder what the guys back *home* would say? Amiboshi misses you dearly. I wish you would come and visit him... and me. I have missed hearing from you. Miaka, I know that I told you I hated you for sealing us in the book, but now I am glad. I see now that it is our... destiny to stay here, and help these people. I know that I was ment to be with Suboshi, and you with Tamahome.
Miaka, please... I have something to tell you. Tamahome came through the imperial city a couple weeks ago. I didn't think much of it, until I heard a messenger tell me that you were looking for him. He wanted to buy maps of Hakkon. I would suggest looking for him there. I wish that I knew more. I am truly sorry, but that is all the information I have at the moment. I will continue asking around, but it is doubtful that anything else will turn up.
How are Hotohori-sama, Nuriko-san, Chichiri-san, and the others? All good, I pray.
I hope to here from you soon! And you better come see us here in Hakkon!! I'll never forgive you if you're not here for the spring festival!!
Your friend,
Hongo Yui
"Hotohori-sama, Tamahome is in Hakkon!! Please send your best scouts up there, to find him!! Please?!" Miaka's eyes brimmed with tears, and she bit her lip.
Hotohori smiled. "Hia, Miaka-chan! I will send them out immediately!!"
Miaka smiled. "Domo arigoto goziamasu!!" she said, bowing.
"Attendant!!" Hotohori called. A handsome young blonde haired man rushed into the room.
"Hia, Hotohori-sama?" the attendant asked, bowing.
"I want you to fetch my four best trackers, and my four swiftest horses. We have information leading us to believe that Tamahome-san is in Hakkon. I want then to search for him."
The attendant bowed, and left the room to fetch the scouts. "Don't worry, Miaka-chan!! I am sure that we will find your beloved Tamahome. Then, we will find Chichiri and Tasuki!"
Miaka smiled, and bowed. "Domo, Hotohori-sama! Domo!!"
Hotohori nodded. "Anything for you, my darling Miaka..." Hotohori blushed. "I'm sorry, Miaka-chan. Please forget that I just said that."
Miaka bowed her head to hide the blush that crept along her cheeks.
Just then, the attendant returned, with the four scouts in tow. The emperor looked up, and cleared his throat. "Your majesty," the scouts said in unison, falling to one knee. They placed one fist on the ground, and bowed their heads.
"I have a special mission for you," Hotohori said. "I need you four to go to Hakkon, and search for Tamahome-san. I have strong reason to believe that he is there."
"As you wish, your majesty!" the self-proclaimed leader of the group replied, raising his head.
"What are you waiting for?" Hotohori questioned.
"Sumimasen, Hotohori-sama!!" the leader said, as he rose to his feet. The other three got to their feet as well. "We will not return to Konan until we have located Tamahome-san!" Hotohori bowed his head, and closed his eyes. The four men exited the room. A servant waited for them in the courtyard, holding the reins to the emperor's fastest horses. They already had all the supplies that the scouts would need in packs. The four scouts mounted their horses, and rode out of the capital city, towards the north.
A.N. More to come, soon! I hope you enjoyed the story!! Please R&R!! I will love you forever if you review ANY ONE of my stories!!