Disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi belongs to its magnificent creator, Yuu Watase, and I am not trying to steal her ideas or anything- so there!
"Tamahome..." Miaka mumbled as she awoke from a deep sleep. They had been on the plane for some time now- they should be close to their destination, she thought. "Miaka- I was about to wake you up! We have about ten minutes before the plane lands!" he informed her. "Really? You've been awake all this time? You should have woken me up!" she told him.
"Well-- honestly-- I've been watching you sleep. I woke up about an hour ago and saw that you were still resting, but I couldn't wake you up. You looked too beautiful to touch. I love you so much, Miaka." He said as he reached out and grasped her hand. "I love you too Tamahome" she replied, and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Hello no da? Can anyone hear me no da?" the familiar voice came from Miaka's feet. "Chichiri? Where are you?" Tamahome spoke; as Miaka reached down to pick up an item that was resting on the ground below her. "Oh yeah! Didn't I tell you Tamahome? Chichiri told me to bring that hat of his so that we can communicate without using the phone!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah no da! Now we can keep an eye on you two no da!" Chichiri joked with the newlyweds. "Very funny Chichiri," Tamahome said, " but I don't think we need an overprotective monk checking up on us wherever we go."
"Relax Tamahome! We just wanted to keep those phone bills down no da!" Chichiri reassured him, "and I think Yui wants to talk to you, Miaka no da!" "Ok! Bye Chichiri," Miaka wondered what Yui had to say, "Yui? Are you there?" She soon saw before her the familiar face of her best friend.
"Miaka- congratulations!" Yui exclaimed, "I don't want to take your spotlight or anything, but I have some news" she continued, "After the wedding, I went out to lunch, and-and--Tetsuya proposed. I'm getting
Married Miaka!" Yui yelled excitedly. "Yui that is so great! I'm so happy for you!" Miaka told her friend. "Congratulations Yui! Tell Tetsuya that I said hi, too!" Tamahome reached over Miaka to talk into the hat.
"Ok! Well, we better let you all go enjoy your honeymoon!" Yui blushed, " Have fun guys!" Miaka laughed, "Thanks Yui! We will!" She put the hat back down on the ground, making sure it was face down. Tamahome laughed and kissed her tenderly. "We most definitely will"
"Attention all passengers- fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing" the pilots voice filled the plane. "I can't wait Tamahome! Just the two of us- watching the sun set on the ocean." Miaka said joyfully. "And no celestial warriors to bug us" Tamahome replied, as a mental image of Tasuki running around the beach drunk popped into his head.
They walked off the plane, claimed their luggage, and got a taxi to their resort. They walked into the lobby- it really was magnificent. There were exotic plants all over the room. In one corner was a small fountain surrounded by palm trees. In another corner was a large tank, filled with fish of all sizes, shapes, and colors. He checked them in to the resort, and then got a bellboy to cart their belongings to the suite.
Tamahome unlocked the door to the room, and walked in. It looked more like a house than a hotel room! There was a small kitchen, a table with a few chairs around it, a sitting room, a bathroom, and a bedroom. There was a screen door next to the couch in the sitting room, which led out onto a small porch. Tamahome slid open the screen door and walked out onto the porch. He listened closely to the sound of the waves brushing up against the sand. Miaka walked out and put her arms around her husband.
"Its beautiful, isn't it?" she said softly. "I've never seen anything like it before. I thought the city was magnificent, but this..." he murmured. "I know. It really is..." Before Miaka could get another word out, Tamahome turned around and silenced her with his lips. She couldn't help it- every time she was in his arms she melted.
"Hello? Is anyone there no da?" The couple heard the voice of Chichiri coming from inside. They walked inside together, not letting their lips break contact. Miaka slowly pushed the hat outside, and slid the door shut. Tamahome broke the kiss, " Not even Chichiri's magic could keep me away from you now, Miaka" he whispered into her ear....
"DAAAAAA! They wont answer me no da!" Chichiri exclaimed, as he sat down in a small armchair. Hotohori had insisted that everyone stay at his house. It was certainly big enough for them all- he was, after all, extremely wealthy. Hotohori looked out of his room at Chichiri and laughed. "You really don't have to be checking up on them all the time Chichiri," he said, "Its only eight o'clock in the evening for them, while here it is well past ten. You should get some sleep."
"I suppose you're right- I'm just a worry wart no da." He replied, as Hotohori closed the door to his room. It was the same as in Konan, he thought to himself. Except then, he would be ruling a country. He missed that life.
"Is everything alright dear?" Houki asked her husband. "Yes. Chichiri is worried, as usual." He told her lovingly. "Good. You should come to bed now. You have work tomorrow, and we can't forget little Riana's ballet recital." She reminded him. "Of course! How could I forget?" he kissed her forehead, "She is going to be beautiful, just like her mother."
In about an hour, all of the people staying at Hotohori's house were asleep. It had been a big day. The only people who were missing from the group were Tetsuya and Yui, and they had a somewhat reasonable excuse. The clock struck midnight...
"Tamahome..." Miaka said, as he kissed her neck. "Miaka... I love you " he whispered. Tamahome couldn't help himself. He slowly led her into the bedroom, not breaking contact with her the entire way. "Miaka..." he said softly. "Shhh, hush" she kissed him, "you don't have to say a word..."
Tasuki jumped. He felt a sense of emptiness go through his body. "This feeling..." he said as he reached for his tessen, "like when Suzaku was sealed..." He had to try it. "REKKA----SHIEN" he cried, waking up his wife. Fire shot out of the tessen, proving him wrong. "Then what the hell is this feeling?" he asked himself. "Kaiya- stay here" he warned his her, "Something is wrong." He ran into Hotohori's room. He was already awake.
"Did you feel it too Tasuki?" he asked him, "Yeah. Almost like when Suzaku was sealed. But I can still use my powers!" "Hmm, I wonder if the others..." he started to talk, but Chiriko, Mitsukake, and Nuriko all burst into the room at the same time. "Did you feel it?" Nuriko asked them. "Yes- both Tasuki and I also experienced a very peculiar sensation less than a minute ago." Hotohori replied. "I am still able to use my powers" Mitsukake exclaimed, curious as to what he had felt. "Yes, it seems that we all still posses our powers, and our symbols" Hotohori explained, as the others watched the symbol appear on his neck. "Don't tell me the monk slept through it!?!" Tasuki yelled, as Chichiri appeared in the room.
"I felt it too no da" Chichiri exclaimed, before the others could ask him. "Chichiri, you're probably the only one of us that can figure this out!" Tasuki exclaimed. "Oh, I know what happened no da" Chichiri said, surprising the other warriors, "You guys should just go back to bed! Don't worry about it no da."
"What the hell? I wanna know what happened dammit!" Tasuki exclaimed. "I must agree with Tasuki on this one, Chichiri. We have a right to know." Hotohori added. "I don't mean to deny you any rights no da, it's just that I don't think you guys really..." Nuriko interrupted him. "Spill it Chichiri"
Chichiri let out an embarrassed laugh. "Well, if you insist no da." He started to explain, " If my theory is correct, you have all experienced a feeling of loss no da. This has occurred because of the fact that Miaka is no longer an official priestess no da."
"WHAT? You mean that the only reason I woke up is cause Miaka and Tamahome are.... EWWW! I DIDDNT NEED TO HEAR THAT!!" Tasuki yelled as he ran around the room, totally appalled by the thought. "Well I told you that you wouldn't want to know no da," Chichiri laughed. As Tasuki ran around the room, Mitsukake approached Chichiri.
"I don't understand your reasoning Chichiri," he said, looking a little confused, "When Miaka summoned Suzaku, the beast god appeared and..." his voice trailed off. "Yes Mitsukake, I understand where you are coming from no da. Miaka remained pure because of the fact that Suzaku is a god. He himself is a pure being no da." Chichiri explained hesitantly. "I see" Mitsukake said, understanding.
"You should all go back to sleep no da," Chichiri told them, "We all have things to do tomorrow." The group left the room, still a little shaken up. Hotohori laid his head back on his pillow. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt something pulling at the very back of his heart. It was pulling at the feelings that he had pushed away so long ago, feelings that he thought he had forgotten. As he closed his eyes to sleep, a tear trickled down his cheek.
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Miaka opened her eyes. The light streaming in through the curtains was blinding. She groaned and attempted to roll over, but was unsuccessful because of the tight grip husband had on her. She smiled and closed her eyes, wanting to stay there in his arms forever. She was just about to fall back asleep when her stomach growled.
"I was waiting for that to happen" Tamahome said, laughing to himself. He hesitantly released her from his grip. "Lets go get something to eat," He told her. "Ok! I could go for some eggs and bacon and pancakes and sausage and maybe some oatmeal and..." She said, as she got dressed. "Typical Miaka" Tamahome said quietly to himself.
The couple walked arm in arm to the small restaurant that was close to their room. Tamahome hoped that Miaka had been serious about curving her appetite, or else he might go broke (or be very embarrassed)! Miaka headed straight for the buffet. "Mmmmm..." she sighed, "This looks delicious!" She headed for the end of the line. "No! I can't let my instincts take over! Must- hold- back" she said, trying to stand still. Tamahome laughed, walking over to her.
"Miaka, its ok. Just don't make yourself sick." He comforted her. "No Tamahome! I have to do this!" She took one plate, and filled it up. She carefully sat down, making Tamahome laugh harder. "Really Miaka- if you gotta eat then ya gotta eat!" She picked up the fork. "I am going to eat one plate Tamahome." She said, and he knew that she was serious.
It was really rather funny watching her eat. She started to devour the food, and then slowed down, remembering what her mom had told her. "Eat slowly, and it will be more filling" she had said. Tamahome was surprised at how she had changed. She finished her plate, and looked longingly at the buffet line. "Its ok Miaka, one more plate won't kill you!" he said, but she was already at the buffet again.
They spent the day swimming and walking along the beach. Miaka felt as if she were in a fantasy world where everything went her way. She had her beloved Tamahome, a beautiful sunny day, waves brushing against her feet, and not to mention an ice cream stand wherever they stopped. Nothing could go wrong....
Hotohori pressed the sleep button on his alarm clock. He turned over- Houki was already up, getting the kids ready for school. He was late again. He got up slowly, yawned, and got dressed for the day. He sighed, "It doesn't matter what world that I am in, I am just too beautiful to imagine." He walked out of the room, and two small figures came racing towards him.
"PAPA!!!" they yelled, "Mama said not to wake you up but we wanted to come see you but she wanted to let you rest and we did and she said that we were good and..." Hotohori chuckled. "Whoa now, I just woke up! One at a time please!"
He walked into the kitchen where Houki was fixing breakfast. She had not put her hair up yet; it was nearly down to her knees. He liked it that way. "Good morning dear," she said, kissing him on the cheek, "the others have already left, but they said to tell you goodbye." He sighed, "I'm sorry, I suppose last nights events tired me more than I expected."
"Hey Dad," his eldest son walked into the room. He was looking more and more like his father every day, "Can I go to Tasuki and Kaiya's house today? He said he would show me how to use his tessen!" he exclaimed. "Well, I think we'll have to wait a year or two for that. Tasuki has been known to incinerate unexpected guests..." Hotohori smiled at Houki, who laughed. "I think your father is right on this one son, now hurry up or you'll miss the bus." She told him.
The children ran off, leaving the house quiet and empty. Hotohori sat down to eat. He thought about the night before, and the pain retuned to his heart. "Hotohori, are you alright?" Houki asked him, "You don't look well." "I'm ok, I just have a busy day planned." He lied to her. She smiled, "Alright. You better get going or you will be later than usual." "Of course" he replied, picking up his briefcase, "I love you Houki." She kissed him goodbye, "I love you too." He hadn't wanted to lie to his wife, but he couldn't have told her why he was feeling this way.
Chichiri looked out the Monastery window. He had papers to fill out, but he couldn't get his mind off of Tamahome and Miaka. He didn't know why he was so worried about them! He gazed into the hat that connected him with them. They had set it up so that he could see what was happening on the beach outside their room. They had told him that they were just going out on a walk, but it had been hours sense they left.
"Its their Honeymoon no da! Lighten up!" he said to himself, "You've gotta give them a break no da!" As he started to turn the hat over, he saw, in the corner of his eye, a mysterious blond figure. He jumped. "It couldn't be no da!" He turned the hat back over and held it up. He had been right. The person who appeared to be Nakago was walking slowly down the side of the beach.
"Uh oh" he said, as he saw, walking towards Nakago, his fellow seshi and the priestess. I don't know what I'm gonna do about this one no da" he said. He had to protect them. He pulled the hat over his head, disappearing into it. He reached the porch of the hotel just in time to see Tamahome push Miaka back, and prepare to fight.
Tamahome and Miaka were coming back from their walk. It had been a long one, but Miaka hadn't noticed the walk because of the wonderful conversation she was having with Tamahome. They talked about everything. They talked about the house that they wanted, starting a family, getting jobs... everything! As they started to walk up to their room, Miaka saw a familiar face.
"TAMAHOME! ITS NAKAGO!" she screamed, as he pushed her back and prepared to attack. "What the hell are you doing here you bastard??" Tamahome yelled at him. "I'm sorry, but I have no clue who you are!" the dashing blond replied. "Yeah, sure Nakago! If it's a fight you want then..." Tamahome was cut off. "How do you know my name?" Nakago asked him, "I've never seen you before in my life!" he yelled. "What the hell do you mean!?! You're the guy that almost killed me a dozen times!"
"You must have my husband mistaken for someone else" a voice came from behind Nakago, as Soi stepped into view. "Holy Suzaku!" another voice came from up the beach, "Miaka! Tamahome! Stop! They've lost all memories of their past no da!" Chichiri yelled at them. Tamahome loosened up. "You mean they don't remember that we're their enemies?" Tamahome asked. "No" Chichiri whispered, motioning for the couple to head back to the hotel. Chichiri tried to explain things to this new Nakago.
"I'm sorry sir, my friends can be a little strange sometimes. They think they're seeing things that they aren't no da!" he told them. "Its alright," Nakago said wearily, looking at the way Chichiri was dressed, "I'm glad that there are people like you out there who care about the less fortunate" Chichiri wondered what he was talking about, then looked down. He was still in his monastery robes. "Yes, well I better make sure they've taken their medicine for today no da! You can't leave people in their condition alone for a minute!" Chichiri yelled as he ran up back up to the hotel.
He ran into the room, where Tamahome was holding Miaka tightly in his arms. He sighed, "Its alright Miaka, he doesn't remember a thing no da" Chichiri told her comfortingly. Miaka lifted her head. Her face was red and stained from tears. "I was so scared," she whispered, "I thought he was going to hurt Tamahome!" Tamahome held her tighter. "You know I would never let anything bad happen to you Miaka." He said softly.
"I knew something was up no da!" Chichiri exclaimed. "Well anyways Chichiri, how is everyone?" he asked his friend, trying to lighten the mood. "They're still a little shaken up by last nights events no da," he said. Miaka eyed Chichiri, trying to look innocent, "What happened last night Chichiri?" she asked. He turned bright red. "Well, we all woke up in the middle of the night with a funny feeling of emptiness going through our bodies" he explained. "I felt that too," Tamahome commented, "Do you know what caused it? "I think you two would know a little better than I would no da" Chichiri replied, looking away from the couple. Miaka's color was now somewhat close to that of a lobster. "So last night..." Tamahome sighed, "Everyone knew?"
"Yeah. Don't be embarrassed no da. I had a feeling something like this would happen. But you really should have seen Tasuki no da. He was running around Hotohori's room yelling all different kinds of curses. He's something else no da" Chichiri explained, laughing as he remembered Tasuki's reaction. "Chichiri, would you like to come to dinner with us tonight?" Miaka asked him, not wanting to be rude. "Oh no, I couldn't no da. I promised Hotohori that I would stay with his kids while he and Houki go out to dinner." He informed them. "Just remember to look our for yourselves, no da? Well, I better be going! If you need anything, I can send it through the hat! Bye no da!" he yelled, as he pulled the hat over his head. Miaka laughed. "I can't believe it. Nakago and Soi didn't remember a thing!" "I know. I thought for a second that I was going to have to fight him." Tamahome let out a sigh of relief.
"If Nakago and Soi are here, do you think its possible that the other Seiyuu could be here too?" Miaka asked him. He cringed. "If I ever see that bastard Suboshi again..." Tamahome rolled his fingers into a fist, "I already killed him once, and I swear, I'll do it again if I have too."
Miaka gave him a hug. "Don't worry. I bet that he was reincarnated back into the book world, so that he could live with his brother." She said, remembering her friend Amiboshi, who had risked his life for her. "I guess you're right" he said, smiling at her.
Hotohori was starting to get restless. Chichiri was never late. He had promised to watch the kids while he went out. Could something be wrong? He was about to pick up the phone when Chichiri burst in the door. "I'm so sorry I'm late no da!" Chichiri exclaimed, "There was a slight problem with Miaka and Tamahome, but its fine now no da!" "What happened?" Hotohori asked the monk, who was gasping for breath. "Well, it turns out that at least two of the Seiyuu seven have come to this world as well no da."
"We had a run in with Nakago and Soi." He explained. "You didn't just leave them there did you? That man is dangerous and I don't want anyone to..." Hotohori started to reprimand him, but was cut off. "They've lost all memories of the past no da! They had no clue who we were!" he said. "That's amazing!" he laughed, "Did Tamahome hurt him?" he asked, knowing how his friend would have reacted. "No, thank goodness I got there in time no da! Well, you better go or else they'll give your table away no da!" Chichiri told him.
"Alright, Alright," he turned to his children, "You behave yourselves and do what Chichiri tells you, alright?" They nodded, and Hotohori tried to ignore the smirks that they had on their faces. Chichiri shooed them out, telling them that everything would be all right and not to worry. Hotohori opened the car door for Houki, and hoped that Chichiri wouldn't have too much trouble...
"NAA NAA NAA NAA BOO BOO," the voices of the two youngest children pierced the ears of the unsuspecting monk, "STICK YOUR HEAD IN DOO DOO" He buried his face in his hands. "NAAAAAAA NO DAAAAA!!," he yelled, "HOW IN SUZAKUS NAME COULD I HAVE AGREED TO DO THIS AGAIN?"
"I'll help you Chichiri-sama," a voice came from the other side of the room. It was Rou, Hotohori's oldest son. Chichiri let out a sigh of relief, knowing how much the younger children admired Rou. "Arigatou Rou" Chichiri mumbled, falling into a small armchair. He watched as Rou told the younger ones stories about Konan, the palace, and all of the other seshi in their younger years.
In exchange for helping him out, Chichiri promised to show Rou a few simple incantations, such as the prayer to help locate another's chi. Riana and Chuei fell asleep quickly, much to the surprise of Chichiri. He and Rou sat meditating as Hotohori and Houki returned. "I feel something coming, Chichiri!!!" the young boy squealed with delight. "Good, now concentrate on it" Chichiri replied, stunned at how fast the boy had acquired the talent.
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Hotohori and Houki drove silently to the restaurant. They had not been out by themselves for a while. Hotohori glanced at his wife. "How can I even be thinking about Miaka," he asked himself, " When I love Houki so much?" She smiled back at him. The couple walked into the restaurant. It was the kind of place that only people like Hotohori could afford to go to. He was happy to finally be alone with his wife.
"Hotohori," Houki spoke softly, "I can tell that something is bothering you. Please tell me what is going on, then maybe I can help." Hotohori looked into her eyes. She knew him all too well. "Hotohori, I know it's about Miaka." She said, surprising him. "And why do you say that?" he inquired. "Because I know how much you care for her." She replied.
Hotohori didn't know what to say. This was his wife. He loved her so much, and could never hurt her. What could he say....
Ok, I know its not finished yet, but I've had a lot of work to do lately. Please review! Tell me what you think should happen next! Plus I've been really depressed cause no one seems to like my writings. Oh well, I guess I might stop and you will never find out what happens....
Review please!
- a very very very depressed Tamahome no miko
"Tamahome..." Miaka mumbled as she awoke from a deep sleep. They had been on the plane for some time now- they should be close to their destination, she thought. "Miaka- I was about to wake you up! We have about ten minutes before the plane lands!" he informed her. "Really? You've been awake all this time? You should have woken me up!" she told him.
"Well-- honestly-- I've been watching you sleep. I woke up about an hour ago and saw that you were still resting, but I couldn't wake you up. You looked too beautiful to touch. I love you so much, Miaka." He said as he reached out and grasped her hand. "I love you too Tamahome" she replied, and laid her head on his shoulder.
"Hello no da? Can anyone hear me no da?" the familiar voice came from Miaka's feet. "Chichiri? Where are you?" Tamahome spoke; as Miaka reached down to pick up an item that was resting on the ground below her. "Oh yeah! Didn't I tell you Tamahome? Chichiri told me to bring that hat of his so that we can communicate without using the phone!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah no da! Now we can keep an eye on you two no da!" Chichiri joked with the newlyweds. "Very funny Chichiri," Tamahome said, " but I don't think we need an overprotective monk checking up on us wherever we go."
"Relax Tamahome! We just wanted to keep those phone bills down no da!" Chichiri reassured him, "and I think Yui wants to talk to you, Miaka no da!" "Ok! Bye Chichiri," Miaka wondered what Yui had to say, "Yui? Are you there?" She soon saw before her the familiar face of her best friend.
"Miaka- congratulations!" Yui exclaimed, "I don't want to take your spotlight or anything, but I have some news" she continued, "After the wedding, I went out to lunch, and-and--Tetsuya proposed. I'm getting
Married Miaka!" Yui yelled excitedly. "Yui that is so great! I'm so happy for you!" Miaka told her friend. "Congratulations Yui! Tell Tetsuya that I said hi, too!" Tamahome reached over Miaka to talk into the hat.
"Ok! Well, we better let you all go enjoy your honeymoon!" Yui blushed, " Have fun guys!" Miaka laughed, "Thanks Yui! We will!" She put the hat back down on the ground, making sure it was face down. Tamahome laughed and kissed her tenderly. "We most definitely will"
"Attention all passengers- fasten your seatbelts and prepare for landing" the pilots voice filled the plane. "I can't wait Tamahome! Just the two of us- watching the sun set on the ocean." Miaka said joyfully. "And no celestial warriors to bug us" Tamahome replied, as a mental image of Tasuki running around the beach drunk popped into his head.
They walked off the plane, claimed their luggage, and got a taxi to their resort. They walked into the lobby- it really was magnificent. There were exotic plants all over the room. In one corner was a small fountain surrounded by palm trees. In another corner was a large tank, filled with fish of all sizes, shapes, and colors. He checked them in to the resort, and then got a bellboy to cart their belongings to the suite.
Tamahome unlocked the door to the room, and walked in. It looked more like a house than a hotel room! There was a small kitchen, a table with a few chairs around it, a sitting room, a bathroom, and a bedroom. There was a screen door next to the couch in the sitting room, which led out onto a small porch. Tamahome slid open the screen door and walked out onto the porch. He listened closely to the sound of the waves brushing up against the sand. Miaka walked out and put her arms around her husband.
"Its beautiful, isn't it?" she said softly. "I've never seen anything like it before. I thought the city was magnificent, but this..." he murmured. "I know. It really is..." Before Miaka could get another word out, Tamahome turned around and silenced her with his lips. She couldn't help it- every time she was in his arms she melted.
"Hello? Is anyone there no da?" The couple heard the voice of Chichiri coming from inside. They walked inside together, not letting their lips break contact. Miaka slowly pushed the hat outside, and slid the door shut. Tamahome broke the kiss, " Not even Chichiri's magic could keep me away from you now, Miaka" he whispered into her ear....
"DAAAAAA! They wont answer me no da!" Chichiri exclaimed, as he sat down in a small armchair. Hotohori had insisted that everyone stay at his house. It was certainly big enough for them all- he was, after all, extremely wealthy. Hotohori looked out of his room at Chichiri and laughed. "You really don't have to be checking up on them all the time Chichiri," he said, "Its only eight o'clock in the evening for them, while here it is well past ten. You should get some sleep."
"I suppose you're right- I'm just a worry wart no da." He replied, as Hotohori closed the door to his room. It was the same as in Konan, he thought to himself. Except then, he would be ruling a country. He missed that life.
"Is everything alright dear?" Houki asked her husband. "Yes. Chichiri is worried, as usual." He told her lovingly. "Good. You should come to bed now. You have work tomorrow, and we can't forget little Riana's ballet recital." She reminded him. "Of course! How could I forget?" he kissed her forehead, "She is going to be beautiful, just like her mother."
In about an hour, all of the people staying at Hotohori's house were asleep. It had been a big day. The only people who were missing from the group were Tetsuya and Yui, and they had a somewhat reasonable excuse. The clock struck midnight...
"Tamahome..." Miaka said, as he kissed her neck. "Miaka... I love you " he whispered. Tamahome couldn't help himself. He slowly led her into the bedroom, not breaking contact with her the entire way. "Miaka..." he said softly. "Shhh, hush" she kissed him, "you don't have to say a word..."
Tasuki jumped. He felt a sense of emptiness go through his body. "This feeling..." he said as he reached for his tessen, "like when Suzaku was sealed..." He had to try it. "REKKA----SHIEN" he cried, waking up his wife. Fire shot out of the tessen, proving him wrong. "Then what the hell is this feeling?" he asked himself. "Kaiya- stay here" he warned his her, "Something is wrong." He ran into Hotohori's room. He was already awake.
"Did you feel it too Tasuki?" he asked him, "Yeah. Almost like when Suzaku was sealed. But I can still use my powers!" "Hmm, I wonder if the others..." he started to talk, but Chiriko, Mitsukake, and Nuriko all burst into the room at the same time. "Did you feel it?" Nuriko asked them. "Yes- both Tasuki and I also experienced a very peculiar sensation less than a minute ago." Hotohori replied. "I am still able to use my powers" Mitsukake exclaimed, curious as to what he had felt. "Yes, it seems that we all still posses our powers, and our symbols" Hotohori explained, as the others watched the symbol appear on his neck. "Don't tell me the monk slept through it!?!" Tasuki yelled, as Chichiri appeared in the room.
"I felt it too no da" Chichiri exclaimed, before the others could ask him. "Chichiri, you're probably the only one of us that can figure this out!" Tasuki exclaimed. "Oh, I know what happened no da" Chichiri said, surprising the other warriors, "You guys should just go back to bed! Don't worry about it no da."
"What the hell? I wanna know what happened dammit!" Tasuki exclaimed. "I must agree with Tasuki on this one, Chichiri. We have a right to know." Hotohori added. "I don't mean to deny you any rights no da, it's just that I don't think you guys really..." Nuriko interrupted him. "Spill it Chichiri"
Chichiri let out an embarrassed laugh. "Well, if you insist no da." He started to explain, " If my theory is correct, you have all experienced a feeling of loss no da. This has occurred because of the fact that Miaka is no longer an official priestess no da."
"WHAT? You mean that the only reason I woke up is cause Miaka and Tamahome are.... EWWW! I DIDDNT NEED TO HEAR THAT!!" Tasuki yelled as he ran around the room, totally appalled by the thought. "Well I told you that you wouldn't want to know no da," Chichiri laughed. As Tasuki ran around the room, Mitsukake approached Chichiri.
"I don't understand your reasoning Chichiri," he said, looking a little confused, "When Miaka summoned Suzaku, the beast god appeared and..." his voice trailed off. "Yes Mitsukake, I understand where you are coming from no da. Miaka remained pure because of the fact that Suzaku is a god. He himself is a pure being no da." Chichiri explained hesitantly. "I see" Mitsukake said, understanding.
"You should all go back to sleep no da," Chichiri told them, "We all have things to do tomorrow." The group left the room, still a little shaken up. Hotohori laid his head back on his pillow. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He felt something pulling at the very back of his heart. It was pulling at the feelings that he had pushed away so long ago, feelings that he thought he had forgotten. As he closed his eyes to sleep, a tear trickled down his cheek.
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Miaka opened her eyes. The light streaming in through the curtains was blinding. She groaned and attempted to roll over, but was unsuccessful because of the tight grip husband had on her. She smiled and closed her eyes, wanting to stay there in his arms forever. She was just about to fall back asleep when her stomach growled.
"I was waiting for that to happen" Tamahome said, laughing to himself. He hesitantly released her from his grip. "Lets go get something to eat," He told her. "Ok! I could go for some eggs and bacon and pancakes and sausage and maybe some oatmeal and..." She said, as she got dressed. "Typical Miaka" Tamahome said quietly to himself.
The couple walked arm in arm to the small restaurant that was close to their room. Tamahome hoped that Miaka had been serious about curving her appetite, or else he might go broke (or be very embarrassed)! Miaka headed straight for the buffet. "Mmmmm..." she sighed, "This looks delicious!" She headed for the end of the line. "No! I can't let my instincts take over! Must- hold- back" she said, trying to stand still. Tamahome laughed, walking over to her.
"Miaka, its ok. Just don't make yourself sick." He comforted her. "No Tamahome! I have to do this!" She took one plate, and filled it up. She carefully sat down, making Tamahome laugh harder. "Really Miaka- if you gotta eat then ya gotta eat!" She picked up the fork. "I am going to eat one plate Tamahome." She said, and he knew that she was serious.
It was really rather funny watching her eat. She started to devour the food, and then slowed down, remembering what her mom had told her. "Eat slowly, and it will be more filling" she had said. Tamahome was surprised at how she had changed. She finished her plate, and looked longingly at the buffet line. "Its ok Miaka, one more plate won't kill you!" he said, but she was already at the buffet again.
They spent the day swimming and walking along the beach. Miaka felt as if she were in a fantasy world where everything went her way. She had her beloved Tamahome, a beautiful sunny day, waves brushing against her feet, and not to mention an ice cream stand wherever they stopped. Nothing could go wrong....
Hotohori pressed the sleep button on his alarm clock. He turned over- Houki was already up, getting the kids ready for school. He was late again. He got up slowly, yawned, and got dressed for the day. He sighed, "It doesn't matter what world that I am in, I am just too beautiful to imagine." He walked out of the room, and two small figures came racing towards him.
"PAPA!!!" they yelled, "Mama said not to wake you up but we wanted to come see you but she wanted to let you rest and we did and she said that we were good and..." Hotohori chuckled. "Whoa now, I just woke up! One at a time please!"
He walked into the kitchen where Houki was fixing breakfast. She had not put her hair up yet; it was nearly down to her knees. He liked it that way. "Good morning dear," she said, kissing him on the cheek, "the others have already left, but they said to tell you goodbye." He sighed, "I'm sorry, I suppose last nights events tired me more than I expected."
"Hey Dad," his eldest son walked into the room. He was looking more and more like his father every day, "Can I go to Tasuki and Kaiya's house today? He said he would show me how to use his tessen!" he exclaimed. "Well, I think we'll have to wait a year or two for that. Tasuki has been known to incinerate unexpected guests..." Hotohori smiled at Houki, who laughed. "I think your father is right on this one son, now hurry up or you'll miss the bus." She told him.
The children ran off, leaving the house quiet and empty. Hotohori sat down to eat. He thought about the night before, and the pain retuned to his heart. "Hotohori, are you alright?" Houki asked him, "You don't look well." "I'm ok, I just have a busy day planned." He lied to her. She smiled, "Alright. You better get going or you will be later than usual." "Of course" he replied, picking up his briefcase, "I love you Houki." She kissed him goodbye, "I love you too." He hadn't wanted to lie to his wife, but he couldn't have told her why he was feeling this way.
Chichiri looked out the Monastery window. He had papers to fill out, but he couldn't get his mind off of Tamahome and Miaka. He didn't know why he was so worried about them! He gazed into the hat that connected him with them. They had set it up so that he could see what was happening on the beach outside their room. They had told him that they were just going out on a walk, but it had been hours sense they left.
"Its their Honeymoon no da! Lighten up!" he said to himself, "You've gotta give them a break no da!" As he started to turn the hat over, he saw, in the corner of his eye, a mysterious blond figure. He jumped. "It couldn't be no da!" He turned the hat back over and held it up. He had been right. The person who appeared to be Nakago was walking slowly down the side of the beach.
"Uh oh" he said, as he saw, walking towards Nakago, his fellow seshi and the priestess. I don't know what I'm gonna do about this one no da" he said. He had to protect them. He pulled the hat over his head, disappearing into it. He reached the porch of the hotel just in time to see Tamahome push Miaka back, and prepare to fight.
Tamahome and Miaka were coming back from their walk. It had been a long one, but Miaka hadn't noticed the walk because of the wonderful conversation she was having with Tamahome. They talked about everything. They talked about the house that they wanted, starting a family, getting jobs... everything! As they started to walk up to their room, Miaka saw a familiar face.
"TAMAHOME! ITS NAKAGO!" she screamed, as he pushed her back and prepared to attack. "What the hell are you doing here you bastard??" Tamahome yelled at him. "I'm sorry, but I have no clue who you are!" the dashing blond replied. "Yeah, sure Nakago! If it's a fight you want then..." Tamahome was cut off. "How do you know my name?" Nakago asked him, "I've never seen you before in my life!" he yelled. "What the hell do you mean!?! You're the guy that almost killed me a dozen times!"
"You must have my husband mistaken for someone else" a voice came from behind Nakago, as Soi stepped into view. "Holy Suzaku!" another voice came from up the beach, "Miaka! Tamahome! Stop! They've lost all memories of their past no da!" Chichiri yelled at them. Tamahome loosened up. "You mean they don't remember that we're their enemies?" Tamahome asked. "No" Chichiri whispered, motioning for the couple to head back to the hotel. Chichiri tried to explain things to this new Nakago.
"I'm sorry sir, my friends can be a little strange sometimes. They think they're seeing things that they aren't no da!" he told them. "Its alright," Nakago said wearily, looking at the way Chichiri was dressed, "I'm glad that there are people like you out there who care about the less fortunate" Chichiri wondered what he was talking about, then looked down. He was still in his monastery robes. "Yes, well I better make sure they've taken their medicine for today no da! You can't leave people in their condition alone for a minute!" Chichiri yelled as he ran up back up to the hotel.
He ran into the room, where Tamahome was holding Miaka tightly in his arms. He sighed, "Its alright Miaka, he doesn't remember a thing no da" Chichiri told her comfortingly. Miaka lifted her head. Her face was red and stained from tears. "I was so scared," she whispered, "I thought he was going to hurt Tamahome!" Tamahome held her tighter. "You know I would never let anything bad happen to you Miaka." He said softly.
"I knew something was up no da!" Chichiri exclaimed. "Well anyways Chichiri, how is everyone?" he asked his friend, trying to lighten the mood. "They're still a little shaken up by last nights events no da," he said. Miaka eyed Chichiri, trying to look innocent, "What happened last night Chichiri?" she asked. He turned bright red. "Well, we all woke up in the middle of the night with a funny feeling of emptiness going through our bodies" he explained. "I felt that too," Tamahome commented, "Do you know what caused it? "I think you two would know a little better than I would no da" Chichiri replied, looking away from the couple. Miaka's color was now somewhat close to that of a lobster. "So last night..." Tamahome sighed, "Everyone knew?"
"Yeah. Don't be embarrassed no da. I had a feeling something like this would happen. But you really should have seen Tasuki no da. He was running around Hotohori's room yelling all different kinds of curses. He's something else no da" Chichiri explained, laughing as he remembered Tasuki's reaction. "Chichiri, would you like to come to dinner with us tonight?" Miaka asked him, not wanting to be rude. "Oh no, I couldn't no da. I promised Hotohori that I would stay with his kids while he and Houki go out to dinner." He informed them. "Just remember to look our for yourselves, no da? Well, I better be going! If you need anything, I can send it through the hat! Bye no da!" he yelled, as he pulled the hat over his head. Miaka laughed. "I can't believe it. Nakago and Soi didn't remember a thing!" "I know. I thought for a second that I was going to have to fight him." Tamahome let out a sigh of relief.
"If Nakago and Soi are here, do you think its possible that the other Seiyuu could be here too?" Miaka asked him. He cringed. "If I ever see that bastard Suboshi again..." Tamahome rolled his fingers into a fist, "I already killed him once, and I swear, I'll do it again if I have too."
Miaka gave him a hug. "Don't worry. I bet that he was reincarnated back into the book world, so that he could live with his brother." She said, remembering her friend Amiboshi, who had risked his life for her. "I guess you're right" he said, smiling at her.
Hotohori was starting to get restless. Chichiri was never late. He had promised to watch the kids while he went out. Could something be wrong? He was about to pick up the phone when Chichiri burst in the door. "I'm so sorry I'm late no da!" Chichiri exclaimed, "There was a slight problem with Miaka and Tamahome, but its fine now no da!" "What happened?" Hotohori asked the monk, who was gasping for breath. "Well, it turns out that at least two of the Seiyuu seven have come to this world as well no da."
"We had a run in with Nakago and Soi." He explained. "You didn't just leave them there did you? That man is dangerous and I don't want anyone to..." Hotohori started to reprimand him, but was cut off. "They've lost all memories of the past no da! They had no clue who we were!" he said. "That's amazing!" he laughed, "Did Tamahome hurt him?" he asked, knowing how his friend would have reacted. "No, thank goodness I got there in time no da! Well, you better go or else they'll give your table away no da!" Chichiri told him.
"Alright, Alright," he turned to his children, "You behave yourselves and do what Chichiri tells you, alright?" They nodded, and Hotohori tried to ignore the smirks that they had on their faces. Chichiri shooed them out, telling them that everything would be all right and not to worry. Hotohori opened the car door for Houki, and hoped that Chichiri wouldn't have too much trouble...
"NAA NAA NAA NAA BOO BOO," the voices of the two youngest children pierced the ears of the unsuspecting monk, "STICK YOUR HEAD IN DOO DOO" He buried his face in his hands. "NAAAAAAA NO DAAAAA!!," he yelled, "HOW IN SUZAKUS NAME COULD I HAVE AGREED TO DO THIS AGAIN?"
"I'll help you Chichiri-sama," a voice came from the other side of the room. It was Rou, Hotohori's oldest son. Chichiri let out a sigh of relief, knowing how much the younger children admired Rou. "Arigatou Rou" Chichiri mumbled, falling into a small armchair. He watched as Rou told the younger ones stories about Konan, the palace, and all of the other seshi in their younger years.
In exchange for helping him out, Chichiri promised to show Rou a few simple incantations, such as the prayer to help locate another's chi. Riana and Chuei fell asleep quickly, much to the surprise of Chichiri. He and Rou sat meditating as Hotohori and Houki returned. "I feel something coming, Chichiri!!!" the young boy squealed with delight. "Good, now concentrate on it" Chichiri replied, stunned at how fast the boy had acquired the talent.
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Hotohori and Houki drove silently to the restaurant. They had not been out by themselves for a while. Hotohori glanced at his wife. "How can I even be thinking about Miaka," he asked himself, " When I love Houki so much?" She smiled back at him. The couple walked into the restaurant. It was the kind of place that only people like Hotohori could afford to go to. He was happy to finally be alone with his wife.
"Hotohori," Houki spoke softly, "I can tell that something is bothering you. Please tell me what is going on, then maybe I can help." Hotohori looked into her eyes. She knew him all too well. "Hotohori, I know it's about Miaka." She said, surprising him. "And why do you say that?" he inquired. "Because I know how much you care for her." She replied.
Hotohori didn't know what to say. This was his wife. He loved her so much, and could never hurt her. What could he say....
Ok, I know its not finished yet, but I've had a lot of work to do lately. Please review! Tell me what you think should happen next! Plus I've been really depressed cause no one seems to like my writings. Oh well, I guess I might stop and you will never find out what happens....
Review please!
- a very very very depressed Tamahome no miko