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Fushigi Yuugi: The Saga Continues
Chapter 2- A Foe Becomes a Friend
"Ya know, for a guy in drag, ya sure can cook." Tasuki said, setting down his second bowl of rice pudding with cinnamon and apple chunks.
"Yeah sure beats your cooking." Tamahome chuckled.
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"Tasuki!" Miaka yelled, looking at a swirly eyed Tamahome, with a huge lump on his head, collapsed on the floor. "Stop that!"
Tasuki hid his fan behind his back. Chiriko looked up from the scroll he was reading and shook his head. Mitsukake rolled his eyes. Chichiri laid his head in his hands and shook it, muttering to himself. Nuriko, the smart one, left with the dishes. Hotohori left to go fix his hair.
As Tamahome roused, a messenger burst into the room. "Your eminence, there's a boy outside who says he knows you. What should I do with him?"
"Send him in, please." Miaka answered. The messenger bowed and left.
"Wonder who it is." Tasuki murmured.
"Probably just some villager who wants to get a look at you." Tamahome said, rubbing the bump on his head. "Oh, your eminence! Can I touch you? Can I have a lock of hair to sell?" He said mockingly.
Miaka gave him a nice hard wack on his head.
"Miaka?" Said a voice from the doorway. Amiboshi walked into the room.
"You! What are you doing here? You...you..." Tamahome hollered. Everyone at the table stood to face their old foe.
A.N.: Wooo! Cliffy! What's gonna happen? How's the group going to react to the appearance of Amiboshi? Find out in the next chapter of Fushigi Yuugi: The Saga Continues!!!
Fushigi Yuugi: The Saga Continues
Chapter 2- A Foe Becomes a Friend
"Ya know, for a guy in drag, ya sure can cook." Tasuki said, setting down his second bowl of rice pudding with cinnamon and apple chunks.
"Yeah sure beats your cooking." Tamahome chuckled.
GOOONNNNG
"Tasuki!" Miaka yelled, looking at a swirly eyed Tamahome, with a huge lump on his head, collapsed on the floor. "Stop that!"
Tasuki hid his fan behind his back. Chiriko looked up from the scroll he was reading and shook his head. Mitsukake rolled his eyes. Chichiri laid his head in his hands and shook it, muttering to himself. Nuriko, the smart one, left with the dishes. Hotohori left to go fix his hair.
As Tamahome roused, a messenger burst into the room. "Your eminence, there's a boy outside who says he knows you. What should I do with him?"
"Send him in, please." Miaka answered. The messenger bowed and left.
"Wonder who it is." Tasuki murmured.
"Probably just some villager who wants to get a look at you." Tamahome said, rubbing the bump on his head. "Oh, your eminence! Can I touch you? Can I have a lock of hair to sell?" He said mockingly.
Miaka gave him a nice hard wack on his head.
"Miaka?" Said a voice from the doorway. Amiboshi walked into the room.
"You! What are you doing here? You...you..." Tamahome hollered. Everyone at the table stood to face their old foe.
A.N.: Wooo! Cliffy! What's gonna happen? How's the group going to react to the appearance of Amiboshi? Find out in the next chapter of Fushigi Yuugi: The Saga Continues!!!