I know you guys have waited a long time for me to update and I'm really sorry. I just didn't know what I was going to do. I left myself with major writers block. I'm still struggling with the other story. Please feel free to give me suggestions and call off your many curses, they're scaring my muse.
Chapter Five
The room was dark. The lavish sheets beneath me did nothing to calm my nerves. What the heck was I doing here? A door creaked open allowing a small amount of light to spill in. Beyond the curtains surrounding the bed, I saw nothing but shadow. The sound of heavy feet reached my ears as someone came closer to where I was laying. I couldn't run. I couldn't move for fear. Some time while was unconscious, my clothes were taken from me. I had been laid on the extravagant sheets, bare as a newborn baby and ready to be sacrificed to the hunger of the man approaching me. There was a strange glint in his eye. He was hungry but not for food. I knew, the closer he came; the closer I was to being taken. I had to get out. I couldn't, I wouldn't let him take me without a fight. I watched him as he walked around the room and slowly little the candles, one by one.
His blonde hair draped over his shoulder and his striking blue eyes seemed to try to pierce my very soul. I was paralyzed as his fingertips slowly skimmed up my leg. Just his touch ghosting over my flesh was enough to make me shiver. This dangerous man before me had tried to kill two of my friends with the same hand that now touch me so gently. I quivered in anticipation though I didn't know why. He was without his armor. Instead he wore a simple night robe that hung open at the top revealing a generous amount of his muscular chest. My eyes traveled over all his exposed skin and he grinned. He was pleased by my open curiosity. I berated myself for being so stupid. He couldn't be trusted. I couldn't allow myself to be attracted to him.
Apparently he saw my internal struggle and decided to end to put an end to it. With breath taking swiftness, he captured my lips in a punishing kiss. I let out a gasp which granted him entrance into my mouth. His tongue plunged in and explored. I lifted my tongue to his and soon we were fighting for dominance, a fight he quickly won. He was on top of me now, his arms braced on either side of me so he wouldn't crush me with his weight. He lifted his head to allow us both a chance to breathe. I gasped, so unused to be kissed and overwhelmed that my mind was spinning. He, however, knew exactly what he was doing. His lips brushed my cheek and started to travel down one side of my throat and back up the other. I surprised myself with an expected moan when he found my pulse point along the base of my jaw. He stayed there and kissed on it for a bit, trying to draw more reactions from me.
His right hand grew tired of being idle. He skimmed over my shoulder to my neck, then down. Soon his hand was caressing my left breast. His calloused hands were blissful torture to the soft flesh. I moaned again and arched into him, my legs rubbing together in hopes of relieving the unknown pressure building in the pit of my stomach. My inexperienced body was going into overload just from this little bit of sexual touching. His fingers found my peak and played with it to it pebbled. Afterwards he switched hands and gave my right breast the same treatment. All the while his lips never left my neck.
"Nakago," I gasped as my hands found their way into his hair. He pulled away from me then. His eyes looked into mine.
"Soon Miaka," he said. "Soon this will be real. You will be in my bed and I will have you. I will give you the greatest pleasure you will ever know and you will not leave me again. But until then, you must wake up."
I looked up at him in confusion. The hand that had been massaging my breast grabbed me by the shoulder and started shaking me.
"Wake up Miaka." He said, only his voice sounded different.
"Miaka. Come on you lazy sack of bones, wake up. You're going to miss breakfast. Miaka," Yui said as she continued to shake my shoulder. I slowly started to come around. Finally, I was coherent enough to push her hand away and start to get up. Looking behind her, I noticed Chichiri standing on the porch, his face as neutral as ever. I stood and linked arms with Yui and together we made our way to the dining room. Thankfully I hadn't been moaning in my sleep or anything like that when they'd found me or if I had, they just didn't say anything.
The day passed by slowly. Nuriko was never far from us. It seemed that he and Yui really hit off in the short time they spent together before my arrival. I spotted Chichiri fishing in the small lake in the court yard sometime in the afternoon. Tamahome was recovering slowly, though the doctors were reluctant to tell me much. He'd suffered some broken bones; at least two of them were his ribs. Hotohori was kept busy with matters of the empire which left me wandering with Yui and Nuriko. I knew I was safe here in the Konan palace, but I still couldn't shake the feeling that I was being watched. Granted the guards were always keeping a close eye on me but it felt like it was more than that. After lunch I announced that I would be leaving to find the rest of the Suzaku Seven. Chichiri and Nuriko both agreed they'd join me and Yui was quick to say she was coming also. The guys seemed a bit uneasy about that. We didn't want her in anymore danger than she had to be in but I knew Yui. There was no way she was going to take no for an answer, not even from the Emperor. The following morning found the four of us leaving the palace and setting out to find the remaining warriors. Hotohori had promised to help by spreading the word though out the land that they were needed and they would be well paid for their services. The payment was added incase their situations were anything like Tamahome's.
**Nakago's POV**
"General, as you commanded, I have kept watch on the Lady Yui and the Priestess of Suzaku. It seems they are well suited to each other and the Lady Yui has quickly made friends with the warrior named Nuriko. The Priestess of Suzaku has led them out of the palace and it seems as though they are attempting to locate the remaining warriors," my spy informed me.
"Very well then, let them hunt. Keep close watch on them and allow no harm to come to the women. Do nothing to either hinder or help them. You are dismissed," I instructed. Everything was falling into place. Three of my fellow Seriyu Warriors had left just this morning and would be joining the Lady Yui soon. She didn't know it yet, but by leaving with the enemy, she had opened herself and all of Konan to more pain and suffering she could possibly imagine. If the three played their cards right, they'd return with both our priestess and my Miaka.
I closed my eyes and inhaled deeply. I could still taste her skin on my lips, the feel of her pulse beneath my tongue. My hands ached to hold her perfect orbs of flesh in them again. To pinch her peaks between my fingers and have her writhing beneath me once again, this time for real. No, our shared dream had not left me unaffected. I was grateful to the old sorcerer who'd taught me how to cast dream magic. Through this, I'd reach her without her bothersome warriors knowing. The dream world is the one place they cannot protect her from me. She cannot escape me there. Though it is her mind I invade, she does not know how to evade me. In her dreams I would bring her pleasure. She would know me in every way possible and soon, oh yes very soon, it would be me that she'd love. It would be my arms she'd run to and my bed she would share for the rest of her life.
Sorry that took so long guys. I hope you enjoyed it. Please feel free to tell me where you want me to go from here. Yes I intend to have the three Seriyu Warriors show up soon, maybe even in the next chapter. I don't know if I'm going to stay true to the show as in the order the that Tasuki and the others are introduced or not. I do know that there's a strong possibility of Miaka not making it back to the palace. As always please review for it feeds my muse!
