Shiro Den Gaiden One

by kiriel

The first gaiden for the series, Fushigi Yuugi: The Next Generation. As some of my readers requested. This is the 1st of four, and it's about the Suzaku group. A civil war is about to break out in Konan. Only one of the Suzaku seishi can stop it, but

7. Everyday Life

Shiro Den: Gaiden One

Chapter Six: Everyday Life

Disclaimer: Yadda yadda yadda…I don't own Fushigi Yuugi…yadda yadda yadda…Yuu Watase owns Fushigi Yuugi…yadda yadda yadda…ClareBear owns this story…yadda yadda yadda…use with permission yadda…yadda…yadda

Author's Note: I've been going along now. I thought it was a lot of fun here, so far. I would like to thank the readers that have followed along and I would like to thank them for being able to find this fic. People are complaining about not getting all the reviews they could possible get because of the chaptering system and how updates are listed at the top. I really don't have a problem with it because I'm always behind on my fics anyway. I need people to hunt for my fics. ^_^ It buys me more time…

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Hono'o looked directly at the figure that had just entered the room. It was Shiro, but he looked different somehow. His hair was shorter in the back, but longer in the front. His bangs could easily obscure his eyes. It looked like he had lost weight and muscle mass. He was as tall as ever. There was definitely something different about his eyes. His eyes were cold and emotionless. Hono'o remembered that his eyes were always so bright and full of spirit, but there was a certain amount of age as if he had gone through years.

"Oniichan, why don't you sit down?" asked Pei Pei breaking the silence. She knew that her oniichan wasn't used to having company at the dinner table because all of the other patients stayed in the part of the house that was designated the clinic. Hono'o looked at her soup again. She carefully picked up her soup spoon and ate some soup. She tried to look like the soup was more interesting than the person who had just entered the room. Hakurou sat down at the head of the table. Shitian came in with some more food for him. She bowed respectfully afterwards and immediately left the room. It was like she wanted to escape the tension in the room. Pei Pei took control of the conversation in an effort to hide her discomfort. She was talking animatedly as she noticed that Hono'o was getting more and more angry because of the way her left hand on the table was tense. Hakurou wasn't talking much, but then again he was always more quiet than Pei Pei.

After dinner came the tea, by that time Pei Pei wanted nothing morel, but to get away from the tension in the dining room. She actually wanted to do her studies. Hono'o was still sipping her tea. Hakurou stood up from the table to leave the room.

"Where are you going, Shiro?" asked Hono'o.

"Don't call me that," said Hakurou simply without answering her. He turned his back and walked out of the room. Hono'o put down her tea cup. The only thing that kept her civil throughout the dinner were the good manners that her mother taught her. Otherwise, she would have probably thrown something at Shiro's head. She got up from the table to follow him. She ran outside to where one of the other gardens was. Shiro was looking at the constellations in the sky. Hono'o looked at him, and he turned around. He looked at her with a blank expression on her face. 'I've been uncomfortable for the past couple of days because of this bastard!' thought Hono'o as her left hand was clutched into a fist.

"Well?" asked Hakurou.

SLAP!

"You baka! Do you have any idea how much trouble I went through to find you?! I had to sleep on rocks and eat lousy food. I got attack by some crazy person! On top of that I went to places where dirty men were grabbing me in places that I don't want to say!" shouted Hono'o. She had just slapped him with the back of her right hand. "Don't 'well' me!" she added.

"Are you finish?" asked Hakurou calmly as if the slap hadn't frenzied him the slightest bit. Hono'o found herself looking into his eyes. 'There's something wrong with him. His eyes look so sad,' thought Hono'o. She nodded numbly.

"What are you doing here?" asked Hono'o calmly.

"I live here," answered Hakurou.

"But…you're her oniichan? The healer for the villager? The master of this household and the lands in the surrounding area? When did all this happen?" asked Hono'o. She was now filled with questions.

"Yes is the answer to all your questions," said Hakurou.

"Hakurou? That's the name you're going by? That's the name of the last leader of the Mt. Leikaku bandits…the one who our fathers looked up to. Spirit Wolf," said Hono'o.

"I couldn't come up with something fast enough, and since I've heard that name often I just said it," replied Hakurou.

"I'm confused," whispered Hono'o as she rubbed her head. Then she spotted the bandages on her arms. "You were the one who put these on me?"

"I'm the healer," responded Hakurou simply.

"That's not the answer I want! Why won't you answer any of my questions?" exploded Hono'o. Talking to him was proving to be impossible. He was talking in riddles almost.

"It's been a long day, and I'm behind on my work. You're obviously tired. You should get some sleep," said Hakurou calmly. He went past her and back into the house.

"I'm not done talking to you yet!" said Hono'o loudly.

"You're not done, but I am," said Hakurou as he walked away.

Hono'o's first thought was to follow him and make him talk to her, but she quickly let that idea go. She knew that he wouldn't answer any of her questions. 'Besides, damn him, he's right. I am tired,' thought Hono'o as she went off to the large room she woke up in earlier. She closed the door behind her. Hono'o remembered Pei Pei saying that the room she was in was her oniichan's. 'This is his room,' thought Hono'o. She looked at how organized it was. The sword was about the only thing that wasn't kept dust free. 'He hasn't used it in a while. Doesn't he have more weapons than this one sword?' thought Hono'o as she walked over to the table where the sword was. She should have recognized it, but it didn't have the luster it once had. Her father had always said that you can judge a warrior by the weapons he carries. However, Shiro no longer carried his weapons with him, nor did it look like he even practiced with it. 'What happened to him? Why?' thought Hono'o as she reached out to touch the hilt of the blade.

"Don't touch my sword," said Hakurou from behind her. Hono'o fell over superdeformed in surprise. Hakurou merely went over to his desk and pulled out three scrolls, an ink pot, and his calligraphy pen. "I needed these things from my desk."

"Ever heard of knocking? Do you always just enter places without saying anything? You're so quiet" stammered Hono'o with a vein throbbing in her fist.

"This is my room. I'll do what I want," answered Shiro. Hono'o looked at him, and her back was rested on the edge of the table. He left the room and quietly closed the door behind him. Hono'o was thinking about putting something in front of the door, but she knew that Shiro was too strong and would probably break down the door given the choice. 'I wouldn't need to, if he wouldn't come in like that. That's freaky. I could get a bell or something for the door. A broken door would probably be my fault,' thought Hono'o. She sat down on the edge of the of bed. 'Wait…this is his bed!' she thought as she leaped off it. She looked at the bed with a horrified expression, 'God only knows what kind of women who he takes into his bed! I feel dirty!' she thought. Hono'o shuddered slightly as she looked at the bed again and then at the floor. She didn't want to sleep on the floor either. Hono'o's back wouldn't be able to take it. 'Well, I slept in it before. I shouldn't have a problem with this…I'm an adult. I can handle this. When we were younger we napped together…but this is different,' thought Hono'o. She bit her bottom lip as she went to the drawer that held the nightgown inside that she was wearing earlier. Hono'o looked around her and saw that there was a screen in the room. She went behind it and pulled off the dress. She slipped into the robe and pulled out the hair clip in her hair. Hono'o looked at the bed again with uncertainty. 'Shiro's not here. Why am I freaking out like this? I should be fine. Uncle Kouji would have taught him better, and besides, my father would probably kill him if he tried anything,' thought Hono'o.

Hono'o pulled the edge of the blankets up a little bit. Hono'o chose to sleep close the edge of the bed. She finally fell asleep.

* * *

"Oniichan, I've been thinking about something," said Pei Pei as she wrote some characters as she read the scroll in front of her.

"What?" asked Hakurou.

"You're boring," answered Pei Pei.

"What does that have to do with anything?" asked Hakurou again with a some surprise in his voice. These days it wasn't so easy to surprise him, but Pei Pei managed to do always do that.

"You're boring. That's why you can't get someone decent to marry you, Oniichan," said Pei Pei.

"Oh," said Hakurou. He really didn't know what she meant by that, but he knew that she was going to explain herself.

"I mean you don't talk about yourself. I know it's bad to brag, but you still have to sell yourself. You should say some good things about yourself. Then maybe, a girl better than those fools at the village would pay attention to you, Oniichan," said Pei Pei.

"Pei Pei, what are you trying to do?" asked Hakurou flat out. There was a smile playing on his lips.

"Well…Lei-sama is a very pretty lady," answered Pei Pei as she put her two index fingers together in a flexed them without looking at Hakurou directly.

"Is that so?" asked Hakurou. He knew what Pei Pei meant. Luckily, Hakurou had his hair to cover his ears because he could feel them turn red. He had hoped that he had outgrown that reaction, but no. He looked down at the scroll in front of him.

"Yes!" answered Pei Pei in an excited tone. She didn't like the girls from the village because they were vain and conceited. Pei Pei thought that Lei was perfect because she was kind to her. There was also another ulterior motive on Pei Pei's part: she thought that if she could get her oniichan married in the valley to someone, then maybe he would stay for sure even after Pei Pei got married herself. That was the other reason why she left them alone in the dining room. She was hoping something would happen, but nothing did.

"I have no interest in marrying anyone, Pei Pei," said Hakurou in a firm tone as he ruffled her hair and got up.

"Where are you going, Oniichan?" asked Pei Pei as she tried to hidden her disappointment.

"To go and wake, Lady Lei," answered Hakurou.l

Pei Pei sat there not reading anything in front of her, instead she began brewing a plan to change her oniichan's mind, and find a way to keep Lady Lei with them for as long as possible.

* * *

Hakurou came up to the door. He was deciding whether or not he should just open the door. Hakurou remembered Hono'o saying last night that he should knock, so he knocked. He then heard a prompt thud hitting the floor. Hakurou opened the door with an eyebrow raised. Hono'o was on the floor. She had been sleeping on the edge of the bed, and Hakurou had surprised her. She fell from the bed.

"Are you alright?" asked Hakurou.

"Good morning to you, too," answered Hono'o. Her hair was loose, so her face hid the embarrassing blush in her cheeks. Her back was to Hakurou. The bandages were still on her legs, and the left sleeve of the nightgown was pulled down exposing her shoulder. "Um…" Hakurou cleared his throat.

"Um? Is that it?" asked Hono'o.

"Do you need any help up?" asked Hakurou.

"No, I can get up on my own," answered Hono'o. He recalled the other time that they had meet, so he decided that she could get up on her own. Hono'o got up and finally turned around. She pulled the nightgown to cover herself. "Are you hungry?" asked Hakurou.

"No. We need to get back to Eiyou. We don't have time to waste," said Hono'o immediately.

"I should change your bandages. I'll be right back," said Hakurou suddenly as he exited the room. Hono'o stood there staring after him, "But…what about going to Eiyou?" asked Hono'o. She began to pace back and forth. Why didn't he answer any of her questions?

Hakurou came back with a tray with bandages and salve. Shitian followed closely behind him, and went to another table in the room and set up breakfast for Hono'o. Shitian bowed to Hakurou and left the room. He set the tray on the nightstand. Hono'o had her arms folded over her breasts. Hakurou let out a sigh and gave a gesture for her to sit on the bed. She gave him a horrified look. He sighed again.

"I put those bandages on you before. I assure you, I know what I'm doing," said Hakurou.

"I don't think so," said Hono'o as she gave him a suspicious look.

"Oh, grow up," said Hakurou.

"Did you see me naked?" asked Hono'o.

"No. I didn't," answered Hakurou immediately.

"I don't believe you!" spat Hono'o.

"I don't care," replied Hakurou. Hono'o shook her head furiously. He let out another sigh and looked at her.

"Fine," said Hono'o as she sat down on the bed. Hakurou first unwind the strips on her arms. Hono'o watched him carefully. He gently prodded the cuts on her arm. Some of the cuts were healed, but still stung a little bit. Hono'o winched in pain, so Hakurou stopped. He applied some salve on the cuts with great care. The next part that needed to be checked were her legs. Hono'o bit her lip nervously as he unwind the bandages with care. He looked at the cuts rather than touch them. Hono'o shifted uncomfortably. This time Hakurou used a flat piece of clean wood (AN: looks like a tongue depressor) to apply the salve on her legs. He finished by applying fresh bandages on the cuts.

"There. It wasn't so bad. Now, was it?" asked Hakurou. He walked to the window and opened it. "Some fresh air is good for healing," he said quoting his grandfather. Hono'o got up from the bed. She walked up behind him, and looked outside.

"We should get moving before it's too late," suggested Hono'o.

"Did I say anything about going to Eiyou?" asked Hakurou with a raised eyebrow.

"So, you heard me say it?" asked Hono'o. He nodded. "You don't want to come, do you?"

"No, I don't. I don't want to go back to Eiyou or Mt. Leikaku. I don't even know why I came back to Konan. I guess it's because I couldn't think of anywhere else to go," answered Hakurou.

"But, Odayaka said that—" insisted Hono'o.

"I really don't care what the Emperor said, Lei-sama," interrupted Hakurou.

"What?!" said Hono'o in a tone of disbelief. Hakurou pulled out a chair for Hono'o to sit down, and she sat down. Hakurou went to the other chair and sat down. Hono'o was about ready to eat when she noticed that there was no food in front of Hakurou. "Aren't go going to eat something?" asked Hono'o.

"I already ate breakfast. In fact, I'm behind on my work," said Hakurou.

"Oh. You have a lot to do?" asked Hono'o as she ate some of the food in front of her. Hakurou nodded. "I'm sorry," she said softly. She felt like she was getting in his way and felt badly about it. Hakurou noticed and shook his head.

"It's no big deal. I'll have to postpone going to the outer farms. For now, I'll go to the village," said Hakurou.

"I'd like to see the village," said Hono'o.

"You can come with Pei Pei and me when we go," said Hakurou.

"Thank you," said Hono'o.

Hono'o ate breakfast while Hakurou spent the time looking outside the window. Afterwards, they went to go find Pei Pei, so that they could leave for the village. "I have to study, Oniichan. I don't need to go, do I?" asked Pei Pei. Hakurou looked at her strangely. She wanted to study? That was very strange. "You should just go to the village with Lei-sama and show her around," continued Pei Pei.

"But, I need you to come with me," insisted Hakurou.

"You said that I got a lot wrong on the last test. You said that I had to study more," said Pei Pei.

"Well, maybe, I did say all that, but that doesn't mean you can't join us when we go to the village," said Hakurou.

"I'll be fine," said Pei Pei with a pleasant smile on her face.

"Very well. Have it your own way, Pei Pei. Get some studying done. We'll be right back," said Hakurou.

'He can go off to the village to show it off to her, and maybe, to show her off to the village,' thought Pei Pei with a satisfied smile on her face. She unrolled more of the scroll in front of her and studied.

* * *

Hono'o looked around the village with some wonder on her face. She was a city girl for the most part like her mother. The village was a lot like Eiyou, so she felt right at home. Hakurou was walking beside her without saying a word. He made for quiet company. Hono'o saw some of the village girls looking towards her direction. It made her uncomfortable, but then she realized that they were looking at Shiro.

"Who is she?" asked one of the girls to another girl.

"I don't know," answered the other girl.

"He's not getting away from her," commented another.

Their faces were fixed on Hono'o who was dressed in a different dress than the one from last night, and her hair was up a little bit. There were young men staring at her, and she shifted uncomfortably. Hakurou didn't look the slightest bit disturbed by any of the attention he seemed to be drawing. He took Hono'o's hand when she wasn't keeping up with him. "Come on, Lei-sama," said Hakurou gently.

"Okay, okay. I'm coming. Let me go," said Hono'o who had a furious blush on her face.

"Just keep up," said Hakurou.

There were people who greeted him on the street. They addressed him formally and called him "Milord." They bowed to him respectfully. They complimented him on how beautiful his companion was. Hono'o found herself turning red from all the compliments. Hakurou acted like this was all nothing. Hono'o knew why people liked him even if he was cold, it was because of his underlining kindness. When he was talking to someone, it was as if there was no else who was more important than him or her. No man would come near Hono'o because Hakurou was with her, and she could tell there was something about him that made it so that no one wanted to upset him. They continued until Hakurou's business was done and returned to the Su estate.

* * *

Kenren, the manager of the Su Estate, was working around the house. He ran things for Hakurou. Kenren had been around for almost twenty years. He had been hired by Lord Su as an assistant and stayed on to help Hakurou after Lord Su died. He had get respect for Lord Hakurou just as he had for Lord Su. His loyalty to both men was absolute. Kenren knew that there was something special about Lord Hakurou, but he didn't what exactly, and further more it wasn't any of his business to pry into Lord Hakurou's private affairs.

Hono'o wanted to ask him about Lord Hakurou. The elderly man smiled at her. "Lord Hakurou? You wish to ask about him, Lady Kuo?" asked Kenren.

"Yes. I wanted to know why he was here and how did he get such as a position," said Hono'o.

"Milord is very different from everyone in this valley, my Lady," said Kenren respectfully. The old man seemed to have sensed that the two of them were from the same background almost.

"I noticed," said Hono'o.

"Lord Hakurou helped Lord Su in the village one day when he was just passing by. It was like fate. He helped Lord Su until he died," said Kenren

"Lord Su, died?" asked Hono'o furrowing her brow slightly.

"Lord Hakurou was chosen as Lord Su's successor because he had no sons. When Lady Pei Pei marries, Lord Hakurou plans to depart from this estate," continued Kenren.

"Lord Hakurou. Everyone calls him that," said Hono'o quietly. She now understood what Shiro's responsibilities were. He had to stay. Everyone respected and needed him.

"I knew that he was something special, my Lady. He has a regal bearing about him. A silent, subtle, and profound power about him that I cannot quite identify," said Kenren with a great amount of respect in his voice.

"His paternal grandfather was a Lord of a region near Mt. Leikaku," said Hono'o referring to Shiro's true grandfather Lord Wei, and not the doctor, Rufui. Lord Wei was a cruel, heartless man, and Hono'o didn't give any further information.

"Ah. That explains everything. Tell me, Lady Kou, how do you know him? That is if I'm not prying, my Lady," said Kenren.

"Our fathers are best friends," answered Hono'o with a smile.

"Is that so?" said Kenren as a blank statement. Hono'o smiled some more because now she had a better understanding of Shiro.

* * *

Hakurou was in one of the other rooms of the house. He had to stay there for the time being. Hono'o was still in his room. It was late for it was past midnight. He had been working long into the night. 'Do I have to go back to Eiyou?' thought Hakurou. He hated for saying no to Hono'o. He wished he could honor any one of her requests, but he knew that he couldn't.

He took off his outer robe. He took a deep breath and took off the light shirt that he had on. There was a strip of black cotton that was wrapped around his waist. This was to insure that no one would see his kanji in case it would glow. He took of the strip, and he noticed that his kanji was glowing. Hakurou covered it with his hand. He took a deep breath and decided it was time for bed. He pulled back the sheets and blew the light out. He looked at the constellations in his room. He could see the Hydra in the sky. That was his constellation along with Hono'o's and Odayaka. In the past, it belonged to Hotohori, Nuriko, and Chiriko. "Lei," he said softly as he closed his eyes.

* * *

Pei Pei was happy with the events of the day. She really liked Lei. She thought that she was beautiful, graceful, and elegant. Pei Pei never knew her mother, and she had always wanted a sister. 'If Lei-sama marries my oniichan, then I would have an older sister,' thought Pei Pei. She was in her room. She fell asleep with a smile on her face.

Hono'o was in Hakurou's room. She had to think about how the day was spent with him. She remembered that she had to reach Odayaka, but the mirror that was supposed to be used was gone when the horse took off. Hono'o bit her lip, and hoped that Odayaka was covering for her because her father didn't know that she wasn't with Shitsu. 'Well, Shitsu's not going to find Shiro. I already did. What's left of him anyway. I don't know what happened to him. I wish I knew. I don't think anyone knows what happened to him. It's all a mystery,' thought Hono'o as she closed her eyes trying to get some sleep.

* * *

Odayaka was on the roof of the palace avoiding Tasuki again. He was starting to get suspicious about not hearing from Hono'o in the past few days. Odayaka was getting worried himself. What if something had happened to her? Where was she? Shitsu had reported back to Odayaka saying that she had found some information about Shiro, but it was mostly background information, and there was nothing about his whereabouts. Apparently, he never went back to the same place twice. Shitsu also said that she hadn't heard from Hono'o either and hoped that she hadn't done anything stupid.

"What are you doing up here, no da?" asked a voice from behind him who had just teleported on the roof. It was midmorning now.

"I'm avoiding Lord Tasuki, Chichiri-sensei," answered Odayaka.

"Hmm, no da. I don't think that he's happy about that, no da. He thinks you're hiding something from him, no da," said Chichiri.

"Yes, I am. I know something," said Odayaka. He swore that he wouldn't tell Hono'o's father about her plan to separate from Shitsu, but she didn't say anything about Chichiri.

"Is it something that will make Tasuki blow his top, no da?" asked Chichiri.

"That's a relative term, Sensei. He's always close to blowing his top," answered Odayaka with a smile.

"It has something to do with Hono'o, no da," stated Chichiri.

"Yes, she isn't with Shitsu," said Odayaka. It wasn't going to be any use to play around with Chichiri because he would find out sooner or later.

"I see, no da. So, that's why you've wisely avoided him, no da?" said Chichiri after much silence. Chichiri was official Lei's godfather. He was now worried about her, and he took off his outer mask to reveal his scar. Now, Odayaka knew that Chichiri was serious.

"She said that she would be fine. I thought that she would be. She hasn't contacted me or Shitsu in the past few days. I knew I should have gone with them. Shitsu hasn't been able to reach her either. I'm going to contact Mariko soon, and ask her if she knows anything," said Odayaka finishing with a deep breath.

"Tasuki is not going to be happy when hears about this, no da. You should have told me sooner, no da," said Chichiri with a frown. Odayaka felt like he was younger again.

"I am sorry, Chichiri-sensei, but I thought you would have told Lord Tasuki for sure," said Odayaka.

"You should have told me so that I would be warned ahead of time. Do you think I want to see Tasuki explode for the hundredth time or more? If he does, and he will I want to be out of the way for this one, no da," said Chichiri with a sweatdrop.

"I see. Is there any way for me to avoid this impending explosion?" asked Odayaka with a smile.

"Considering this is about Lei, I don't think all of Eiyou or Konan can avoid Tasuki exploding, no da," said Chichiri.

* * *

Hakurou woke up early before dawn. He wasn't getting much sleep ever since he had left home. Some of the temples he had trained in required long vigils, so his body had learned how to survive without much sleep. There was a lot of demands for during his training. In some temples he had to feast for days and mediate for hours. Each temple also require abstinence from alcohol as a result Hakurou never acquired a test for sake like his father and Tasuki. He preferred tea for calming himself and maintaining his health. He had to take vows of celibacy for each temple he had trained in. The reason why he had to keep taking the vows over and over again was because he would travel between training arenas to temples. This resulted in Shiro having absolutely no experience with women. Shiro was very rude to Hono'o when he met her for the summoning of Suzaku as a result. He really didn't know how to handle himself when it came to Hono'o. He was now getting dressed. Shitian had made sure that he had clean clothes, and Renbiao put them in the room for him. Hakurou took the strip of cotton to put that on first. Next was his light shirt, and finally his coat. It was a little nippy that morning, so he put on his cloak. He had decided to go off for a morning walk before everyone else was really moving about the household.

Hakurou walked along the area that was near a cliff. It was windy, and his hair was whipping in the wind. He turned around suddenly because he heard something behind him. "Deng Jilun," he said softly at the figure that was standing before him.

"You're as cold as ever, Wei Kuairong. Or do you prefer Shiro? Or Hakurou?" asked Jilun with a smile playing on her lips. Hakurou's temper began to boil when he saw her. Suddenly everything made sense.

"You're the one who attacked Lei," said Hakurou, "I recognized the attack from that temple. Why?"

"She's a Suzaku seishi. She'll disrupt our plans," said Jilun.

"What plans?" asked Hakurou.

"What does it matter? You don't seem to care either way," answered Jilun.

"It matters because you hurt Lei," said Hakurou there was now blatant anger in his voice. His hazel-green eyes narrowed dangerously.

"I see now. I knew it. I saw you when you came to help her. The way you held her in your arms. Such care, more care than what was needed. She's the one," said Jilun with look of realization on her face.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" demanded Hakurou.

"You can't lie anymore. She's the one. I've seen her. I've fought her. Twice. She's the one you've been fighting for. Do you think she'll accept you for doing the things you have done in her name? Get real. She's pure, and you're tainted with the blood of the men you've killed. She will never accept you because of the things you have done. It doesn't matter whatever good you have done now. It won't make a difference. She's not like you or me. We're the same. We're warriors. We do what we have to do to survive. I still love you," said Jilun. Her features had soften during the last part of what she had said. Hakurou looked at her with anger burning in his eyes.

"You've never understood me. You and I are nothing alike," said Hakurou in a cold voice.

"She will never love you. Not after the things you've done. And you know it," said Jilun, "Why not just come with me now?" She said with a seductive smile on her face. She walked up to him and traced her finger along his chin. Hakurou caught her wrist and stopped her. Jilun leaned forward and gave a deep kiss on the lips. Hakurou stepped away from her and turned around. He walked away without a word.

"She won't love you. You maybe happy with your one-sided love, but don't think for a moment she'll ever forgive you for everything you've done. I remember hearing about that match in Sailo, which one was it? It doesn't matter. You ripped out a man's spine without a moment's hesitation. In a temple in Konan, you pressed pressure points on a man whose oxygen supply was cut…you let him let him suffocate to death…" started Jilun. She continued as Hakurou walked away from her clutching his side.

~*ClareBear's Omake*~

Miaka: What an awful thing to say to him!

Tamahome: But, it's all true!

Nuriko: She's cruel. A real bitch…

Hotohori: What kind of love is that? To say that she loves him, and then hurt him.

Mitsukake: It is cold and utterly heartless.

Chiriko: What does she really want?

Miaka: One thing is certain. Shiro loves Hono'o very much.

Tamahome: He didn't say it. I really don't know about that.

Nuriko: Ghost is right. It's hard to really tell. Maybe he does, maybe he doesn't.

Tamahome: WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!

Nuriko: Your son isn't as sensitive as you. He's calmer. Just like his mother.

Miaka: Aw. Thanks, Nuriko. Ryu is so cute.

Tamahome: WHY AREN'T YOU SIDING WITH ME, MIAKA?!

Miaka: Ryu's my flesh and blood. It took me seven hours to give birth to him and ten hours for Mariko. You were there.

Tamahome: Don't remind me! You were yelling at me. I was hoping to forget this when I was dead. Don't remind me.

Tamahome is superdeformed shaking his head and covering his ears. ^_^