Hi everyone! JupiterHalo again, with the second chapter! Yay! *grins* Okay, just kidding. Anyways, I hope all of you like it. Now, on with the fic, ne? ^_~

Title: Words from the heart
Author: JupiterHalo
Date written: September 21, 2001
Rating: PG-13
Chapter: 2/?

Disclaimer: I have never, currently, or ever will own Fushigi Yuugi.

"An optimist sees opportunity in every calamity. A pessimist sees calamity in every opportunity."
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Miaka groaned. "My head is killing me." She sat up, despite the pain running through her body. Suddenly, she shivered violently, remembering what had happened to her. "I should be dead... or at least in a hospital." She groaned again, rubbing her forehead gingerly. Then she noticed where she was, and froze. Miaka's eyes widened as she stared at the landscape. "Oh Kami-sama... I'm back." The land of Konan was spread about before her. She had landed exactly where she had met Tamahome for the first time, with Yui. But, that deserted road was now part of a prosperous village. "Taka..." she whispered, her eyes filling with tears at the thought of him. She glanced around, realizing that everyone in the village had stopped what they had been doing, just staring at her. A child laughed at her, seeing her "funny" clothes. Miaka gasped, and got up quickly. 'Why am I back here?' she thought. 'Who will help me now? Hotohori...' she blushed, mentally chiding herself for thinking of him at a time like this. 'He could help me, though...' She began to run towards the capital, not giving herself a chance to back down from this.
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Keisuke sighed, trying to convince the nurse to let him see his sister. "You don't understand, Yuuki-san. Your sister is-" "I know!" Keisuke shouted, exasperated. "My little sister is stuck in a coma!" "Yuuki-san, please don't shout. We have other patients on this floor." The nurse glared at him. "You may see your sister for five minutes." The words were barely out of her mouth before Keisuke and his mother, who had just joined him, ran into the room where Miaka's lifeless body lay.
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"Heika." "Hm?" Hotohori glanced at Li, one of his advisors, then back at the landscape surrounding the palace. "All of your subjects are worried about you. Ever since Houki-sama died from that disease, you haven't been quite yourself." Hotohori continued to look out at the landscape, not responding. Li stood quietly, waiting for a reply. After a time, Hotohori spoke. "I am still saddened by her death." "But, it's been at least two years!" "That makes no difference. I still feel sadness." He sighed. "She was my wife, the mother of my son, and I miss her a great deal. She was a great comfort to me." "You mean after the Suzaku no-" "Hotohori quieted him. "Please do not say her name. I do not think I am ready, yet." Li nodded. "I understand, Heika. But, your son needs the love of his father. Why do you not pay Boushin-ouji-sama more attention?" Again, Hotohori did not respond. After a span of ten minutes, Li sighed. "Good day, Heika." He bowed and left the emperor to his sorrows. "Because," Hotohori whispered, after Li was gone, "The people I love the most have deserted me, and looking at my son only reminds me of them." Hotohori began walking around the perimeter of the palace, trying to think about something other than Miaka. He noticed a movement out of the corner of his eye, and turned. He saw two guards hitting a young woman dressed in... very strange clothes? His eyes widened, and he started walking quickly but gracefully towards the guards.

Well, that's chapter two! Chapter three is coming up VERY soon! As always, e-mail me at SetsunaPuu21@cs.com! Bye for now!

Love always,
~JupiterHalo~

Japanese terms:
Kami-sama: God
-san: name suffix used for people older than you; people you respect
Heika: His or Her Majesty
Boushin-ouji-sama: Prince Boushin