Author's note: Okay..okay..I apologize those who wished this fic to
end up with Miaka and Tasuki. Since that's the second-most one asked
for, i apologize for that one only, since I can't specify which others
aren't going to happen or that'll spoil it all. But, to make up for
all those who's hopes got down, I will write a Miaka and whoever else you
wanted to. I like almost all couplings Miaka is put in. ^^ Just put
it in a review. Thank you for all the reviews, everyone!!! Please give
more for this one. I am very, very sorry for this taking so long
to come out!
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Yui stepped into the room that Tamahome had been given, with an idea in her mind. "Tamahome..." He had been drugged, Nakago had explained it to her now.
She loved Tamahome, and now that Tamahome had begun to love her back, Miaka would crumble. That very small part of her again argued against that thought. She shook her head and walked towards Tamahome.
He looked up, with slightly pained eyes, and smiled at Yui. "Lady Yui..." Yui stopped him by planting a kiss on his lips.
Tamahome fought a small voice inside. He didn't realize it was the real him that hadn't been affected by the drug. It told him to stop, to stop, to keep loving Miaka..he growled at that part, and continued his Lady Yui's kiss.
. . .
Chichiri, Tasuki, and Nuriko peeked through Miaka's door as the sun rose. The sheets were tangled, and had been slept in, but..there was no Miaka.
"Miaka! Where'd she go?!" Nuriko said, eyes going a little wide.
"Shimatta! I'll find her!" Tasuki began to run off. Chichiri said nothing, but frowned behind his smiling mask, and disappeared, reappearing at certain places of the palace. Finally, he appeared at a lake. He saw a pair of shoes at the shore, and through the clear water..saw Miaka unconscious.
"Miaka!!!" He cried, and dove into the water, swimming to her. He wrapped his arms around her and brought her to shore, laying her there gently.
Miaka half-opened her eyes and coughed out water. "Chichiri...why did you do that..? I want to die...let me die...Tamahome hates me..."
Chichiri shook his head, his mask gone. "Miaka...so all that cheerfullness before..." He lifted Miaka up in his arms. The burnette shook her head.
"It wasn't a lie...but...when i'm alone..I start to think of Tamahome again..it hurts." Chichiri hugged her.
"In my opinion...Tamahome...no longer deserves you." He said it slowly, as to not anger Miaka. He knew how he felt, already. Holding her was becoming unbearable without being able to let it show. Somewhere along the way...he had begun to...
Chichiri shook his head. He had to keep his head on important matters, like how Miaka was feeling right now. "Miaka...cheer up no da. We all were so worried. You still have alot to live for no da. Also, several reasons to live, no da. For yourself, for Tasuki, for Nuriko, for Hotohori, and for me no da."
He reached for his mask to put it on again, but Miaka put her hand on his and stopped him. Chichiri looked up, slightly confused. Miaka wore a small smile upon her lips. "You should try not wearing that for once."
Chichiri shook his head and gave her a small smile. "Not now. Perhaps a little later.." He put on his smiling mask. "So smile, suzaku no miko, Miaka!"
Tasuki came running over, Nuriko following closely behind. "Miaakaaa!!" They ran over. Nuriko plucked Miaka from Chichiri and swung her around. "Miaka! We were so worried! And your wet..what happened...?!"
"Miaka, you baka! We thought you had f&($)@g gone and died on us! Don't you f*%&#@g think about it!" Tasuki said, with the usual foul mouth, but he smiled.
Miaka did not answer as to what happened, but smiled and told them not to worry. Nuriko gave Chichiri a look that told him, he was going to tell them later, then set Miaka down. "Well, even if you tell us to, we will worry! I mean, we could have found you dead in Naka-dobo's hands!"
They all laughed at the new name for the seiryuu seishi and stepped inside to come face to face to Hotohori, looking at none but Miaka. "You're wet."
"Hai..I....um..fell into the lake!" She said, coming up with an excuse on the spot. Hotohori looked to Chichiri. Chichiri mouthed 'i'll explain later.'
Sadly, that later came too soon.
. . .
Chichiri sat down with the other suzaku seishi that had so far been gathered. "I will not make an excuse, and I will not lie. I found Miaka in the lake. It seems I caught her only a minute after she had entered it. It appears she was trying to drown herself. I do not believe she is going to try it again, but there is that possibility no da."
The expressions on each of the seishi's face's darkened. Tasuki stood up. "S(%T! Why the hell does that Tamahome guy have to f#*%(#g make Miaka cry? What the hell is with that spineless, s%(tless f^($er?!"
"Tamahome was drugged." Chichiri said, once again to the ever-foul mouthed bandit. Tasuki sat back down, still fuming.
Nuriko and Hotohori sighed. "We have to deal with any attempts she makes patiently. We have to make her know she has people who care about her, and that she doesn't need to commit suicide." Hotohori said.
"We all care about her. Tamahome isn't the only one who loves her." Nuriko stated, and all heads darted towards Nuriko. "Wh-what?! I didn't mean me!"
All of the other seishi new very well Hotohori's feelings. None new of Chichiri's except himself though. Somewhere along the way..he had begun to love the suzaku no miko. He had begun to wish to be the cause of that smile that usually played upon her lips and made her eyes sparkle in joy...he had drifted off, because Nuriko had raised and eyebrow and was staring at him.
"Konan to Chichiri, Hello? Are you there?"
Nuriko said.
"Ack! Sorry no da!" Chichiri said, and smiled
cheerfully. "Excuse me, I have to go think, no da!" He
left.
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Okay..hope you liked part three! ^^