Well, I got a good response to the first part so I'll keep going. Thanks
to those who reviewed!!! I'm new to this, so your response meant a lot!!!!
As before, R & R!!! Sooooo.here goes!!
Oh yeah, disclaimer. I don't any of this stuff. :: Sniff:: Very sad. Well.anyways.
For Want of Love: Part 2
By: Meg-chan
Tasuki sat in his bed, his hands on his head and his elbows on his bent knees. He scarcely understood what had happened. Perhaps he should go find out for himself. But would it do any good? The wild haired man stood up and walked to the door. He stopped half way and put his hand to his head to try and stop the dizzy spell he felt coming on. He steadied himself and continued on his trek.
Tauski stopped when he got reached the lake. He was sure Chichiri would be there, but he wasn't. Tasuki stood where he was for a few moments, contemplating his next move. He then noticed Nuriko sitting on a bridge with his feet dangling off the edge. Tasuki decided that the best thing to do would be to ask the purple haired young man if he had seen Chichiri. He walked over and sat down next to Nuriko, trailing his bare toes in the lake.
"What did you do now?" Nuriko asked slyly.
"NANI??" Tasuki replied hastily.
"Well, I saw Chichiri rush out, and he didn't look to happy. So, naturally I assumed it was your fault." He grinned all the while.
"Damn it! Fuck.he told me he loved me.and I blanked."
"Jeeze, Tasuki no baka! You mean you couldn't tell? Suzaku are you thick!!"
"Nani? You knew he felt that way? And you never mentioned it? Shit Nuriko! You could have saved me a ton of trouble."
"I thought it best for you to find out yourself. Heehee."
Tasuki proceeded to smash his head against a post of the bridge. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!!"
"If you were interested, I saw Chichiri running into the east side pavilion."
Tasuki sat up and looked him straight in the eye. He smiled for the first time in several hours. "Thanks."
Tasuki ran as fast as he could down the hallways to the east side pavilion. He was only 100 meters away when he spotted Chichiri sitting, with a look on his unmasked face that Tasuki had never seen before. The monks face was twisted up with a pain, a pain that Tasuki knew he had inflicted. A tear welled in the corner of his eye.
He pulled in a rattling breath and continued to walk towards the pavilion. He stopped short as Chichiri whiled around. Damn those powers of his. He wanted to say something, but once again words escaped him. Tasuki inwardly kicked himself.
Chichiri stood up and stared at the younger man he admired so much. The pain was almost too great to bear, and now to see him here like this. Tasuki's fiery hair was flowing with the gentle wind. His finely toned chest shone in the warm sunlight. Chichiri couldn't help but yearn for the young man. He knew he could never have him. He turned to go, before he could do something else he would regret.
Chichiri began to walk faster, to put as much distant between him and this awkward situation. He all of a sudden felt a tug on his kasa, and he turned. Tasuki stood, clutching on to him. Tasuki stood with his eyes focused on the ground. His face held a look of deep regret, which made Chichiri's heart melt.
Tasuki opened his mouth, and finally the words came. "Now it's my turn."
He pulled roughly on the older man's cloak; the monk fell and landed in the bandits opened arms. He turned on him, looked him straight in the eye, and said "Chichiri, I love ya. I'm sorry I didn't say anything before. Fuck, I was just so surprised that I couldn't talk. Fuck, I love ya more than life."
Chichiri pulled in a deep breath, which was a good thing considering what followed. He exploded inside as Tasuki pressed his lips to the monk's.
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It's not over yet!!! Please stay tuned!!!! Oh yeah, what did ya think??
Oh yeah, disclaimer. I don't any of this stuff. :: Sniff:: Very sad. Well.anyways.
For Want of Love: Part 2
By: Meg-chan
Tasuki sat in his bed, his hands on his head and his elbows on his bent knees. He scarcely understood what had happened. Perhaps he should go find out for himself. But would it do any good? The wild haired man stood up and walked to the door. He stopped half way and put his hand to his head to try and stop the dizzy spell he felt coming on. He steadied himself and continued on his trek.
Tauski stopped when he got reached the lake. He was sure Chichiri would be there, but he wasn't. Tasuki stood where he was for a few moments, contemplating his next move. He then noticed Nuriko sitting on a bridge with his feet dangling off the edge. Tasuki decided that the best thing to do would be to ask the purple haired young man if he had seen Chichiri. He walked over and sat down next to Nuriko, trailing his bare toes in the lake.
"What did you do now?" Nuriko asked slyly.
"NANI??" Tasuki replied hastily.
"Well, I saw Chichiri rush out, and he didn't look to happy. So, naturally I assumed it was your fault." He grinned all the while.
"Damn it! Fuck.he told me he loved me.and I blanked."
"Jeeze, Tasuki no baka! You mean you couldn't tell? Suzaku are you thick!!"
"Nani? You knew he felt that way? And you never mentioned it? Shit Nuriko! You could have saved me a ton of trouble."
"I thought it best for you to find out yourself. Heehee."
Tasuki proceeded to smash his head against a post of the bridge. "Damn it, damn it, damn it!!"
"If you were interested, I saw Chichiri running into the east side pavilion."
Tasuki sat up and looked him straight in the eye. He smiled for the first time in several hours. "Thanks."
Tasuki ran as fast as he could down the hallways to the east side pavilion. He was only 100 meters away when he spotted Chichiri sitting, with a look on his unmasked face that Tasuki had never seen before. The monks face was twisted up with a pain, a pain that Tasuki knew he had inflicted. A tear welled in the corner of his eye.
He pulled in a rattling breath and continued to walk towards the pavilion. He stopped short as Chichiri whiled around. Damn those powers of his. He wanted to say something, but once again words escaped him. Tasuki inwardly kicked himself.
Chichiri stood up and stared at the younger man he admired so much. The pain was almost too great to bear, and now to see him here like this. Tasuki's fiery hair was flowing with the gentle wind. His finely toned chest shone in the warm sunlight. Chichiri couldn't help but yearn for the young man. He knew he could never have him. He turned to go, before he could do something else he would regret.
Chichiri began to walk faster, to put as much distant between him and this awkward situation. He all of a sudden felt a tug on his kasa, and he turned. Tasuki stood, clutching on to him. Tasuki stood with his eyes focused on the ground. His face held a look of deep regret, which made Chichiri's heart melt.
Tasuki opened his mouth, and finally the words came. "Now it's my turn."
He pulled roughly on the older man's cloak; the monk fell and landed in the bandits opened arms. He turned on him, looked him straight in the eye, and said "Chichiri, I love ya. I'm sorry I didn't say anything before. Fuck, I was just so surprised that I couldn't talk. Fuck, I love ya more than life."
Chichiri pulled in a deep breath, which was a good thing considering what followed. He exploded inside as Tasuki pressed his lips to the monk's.
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It's not over yet!!! Please stay tuned!!!! Oh yeah, what did ya think??
