Okay, everyone! This is the fourth chapter, as promised. Please send me e-mail!
Title: Words from the heart
Author: JupiterHalo
Rating: PG to PG-13
Part: 4/?
Date written: October 31, 2001
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi or any of the characters associated with it.
**** means change of scene
~~~~ means change to a flashback
"..." means talking
'...' means thinking
"There is a flame within us all. Try to keep it burning bright."
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Miaka sighed. It had been a few days since Hotohori had found her, and she was once again embraced by her remaining seishi. It had been a happy reunion, although everyone knew that something was bothering Miaka. She was enjoying it here, back in Konan... a little too much. She didn't see much of Hotohori and the others, because they were attending to business. But, she did enjoy playing with Boushin, Hotohori's five year old son. Miaka also had a chance to catch up on her sleep, since there wasn't really anything here to remind her of Taka. She kept having nightmares about his "death", though... and they wouldn't go away. Miaka sighed again, remembering a time when Hotohori had comforted her after such horrible visions.
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Hotohori was worried about Miaka. She was so... pale. And almost lifeless. After he had a late dinner, he decided to check up on her. "Good evening, Heika." He nodded to a woman passing him in the halls, his mind solely on Miaka. 'Why won't she trust me?' He stopped at the door to her room, and thought for awhile. 'What will I say? Will she open up to me? What happens if she gets angry with me?' His thoughts were interrupted by a piercing shriek. Hotohori's eyes widened. 'Miaka!' he thought. He burst into her room, looking for the assassin or the danger. There was none, though. Only Miaka moaning and crying in her sleep, twisting the sheets around her tightly. Hotohori went to her immediately, trying to soothe her. "Miaka! Wake up!" He shook her gently, then harder when she would not awaken. Her eyes opened suddenly, and looked into his. Her green eyes, so full of pain, was reflected in his brown ones. "Miaka..." Hotohori whispered. Miaka started sobbing uncontrollably, and buried her face in his chest. After a moment of surprise, Hotohori held her gently and stroked her hair soothingly, murmuring words that were meant to take pain away. She cried for a long time, that night, and he had held her every moment.
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Miaka looked out into the gardens, taking a small measurement of appreciation into her soul at the sights and scents of the garden surrounding the eastern side of the palace. "All right," Miaka said aloud, trying to clear her thoughts. "I have to talk to him tonight.. about Taka. And going home." With doubt and hope both nagging at her soul, she made her way past the occasional courtesan and servant, intent on her purpose.
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Hotohori looked up as the knock sounded at his door. He got up from his desk and opened the door. "Miaka!" She smiled. "Hi... am I interrupting anything?" He shook his head and smiled back, taking her hand and pressing a kiss into the center of her palm. "This is quite a surprise. I am glad that you decided to come visit me." He kissed her other palm, his eyes never leaving her face. Miaka blushed and jerked her hand away. "Hotohori, I need to talk to you about something important." He nodded. "Please come in, then." He held the door open for her, and she slipped in. When they were both seated, he decided to be blunt. "What do you need to talk about, Miaka?" he asked gently. "Well... I need your help." Twisting her hands in her lap, she told him all about her marriage to Taka, the motorcycle accident, and Taka's "death". Since she never looked at his face the entire time, Miaka didn't see the look of surprise that flashed across Hotohori's face when she said "Taka" and "marriage." Her voice cracked a few times in the telling, but she stopped herself from crying in front of him again. Once was already more than enough, thank you. After Miaka finished telling her story, she finally looked up at him. Hotohori smiled at her reassuringly, but was already deep in thought, intent on helping her. The chamber was silent for a time, Hotohori in thought, Miaka worried that he wouldn't be able to help her. "I think I can help you," he said quietly. "Really?" Miaka asked hopefully. He nodded. "Yes. When I make the yearly inspection of my realm, I will search for him then." "Oh, Hotohori! When is the inspection?" "In a few days. Do you think you can wait that long?" "Yes! But, I have to go with you." Hotohori saw the determined look in her eyes, and sighed, knowing that she would never change her mind. "All right, you may come with me." She grinned, her first real smile in weeks. "Thank you so much!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him, then ran out of the room. He stared after her and sighed again, laughing.
Okay! I'll try to get the next chapter out this weekend.. but, I can't make any promises. I hope everyone's enjoying the story so far! Please e-mail me at SetsunaPuu21@cs.com with feedback, flames, etc. See you all next time!
Love always,
~JupiterHalo~
Title: Words from the heart
Author: JupiterHalo
Rating: PG to PG-13
Part: 4/?
Date written: October 31, 2001
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi or any of the characters associated with it.
**** means change of scene
~~~~ means change to a flashback
"..." means talking
'...' means thinking
"There is a flame within us all. Try to keep it burning bright."
****************************************
Miaka sighed. It had been a few days since Hotohori had found her, and she was once again embraced by her remaining seishi. It had been a happy reunion, although everyone knew that something was bothering Miaka. She was enjoying it here, back in Konan... a little too much. She didn't see much of Hotohori and the others, because they were attending to business. But, she did enjoy playing with Boushin, Hotohori's five year old son. Miaka also had a chance to catch up on her sleep, since there wasn't really anything here to remind her of Taka. She kept having nightmares about his "death", though... and they wouldn't go away. Miaka sighed again, remembering a time when Hotohori had comforted her after such horrible visions.
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Hotohori was worried about Miaka. She was so... pale. And almost lifeless. After he had a late dinner, he decided to check up on her. "Good evening, Heika." He nodded to a woman passing him in the halls, his mind solely on Miaka. 'Why won't she trust me?' He stopped at the door to her room, and thought for awhile. 'What will I say? Will she open up to me? What happens if she gets angry with me?' His thoughts were interrupted by a piercing shriek. Hotohori's eyes widened. 'Miaka!' he thought. He burst into her room, looking for the assassin or the danger. There was none, though. Only Miaka moaning and crying in her sleep, twisting the sheets around her tightly. Hotohori went to her immediately, trying to soothe her. "Miaka! Wake up!" He shook her gently, then harder when she would not awaken. Her eyes opened suddenly, and looked into his. Her green eyes, so full of pain, was reflected in his brown ones. "Miaka..." Hotohori whispered. Miaka started sobbing uncontrollably, and buried her face in his chest. After a moment of surprise, Hotohori held her gently and stroked her hair soothingly, murmuring words that were meant to take pain away. She cried for a long time, that night, and he had held her every moment.
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Miaka looked out into the gardens, taking a small measurement of appreciation into her soul at the sights and scents of the garden surrounding the eastern side of the palace. "All right," Miaka said aloud, trying to clear her thoughts. "I have to talk to him tonight.. about Taka. And going home." With doubt and hope both nagging at her soul, she made her way past the occasional courtesan and servant, intent on her purpose.
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Hotohori looked up as the knock sounded at his door. He got up from his desk and opened the door. "Miaka!" She smiled. "Hi... am I interrupting anything?" He shook his head and smiled back, taking her hand and pressing a kiss into the center of her palm. "This is quite a surprise. I am glad that you decided to come visit me." He kissed her other palm, his eyes never leaving her face. Miaka blushed and jerked her hand away. "Hotohori, I need to talk to you about something important." He nodded. "Please come in, then." He held the door open for her, and she slipped in. When they were both seated, he decided to be blunt. "What do you need to talk about, Miaka?" he asked gently. "Well... I need your help." Twisting her hands in her lap, she told him all about her marriage to Taka, the motorcycle accident, and Taka's "death". Since she never looked at his face the entire time, Miaka didn't see the look of surprise that flashed across Hotohori's face when she said "Taka" and "marriage." Her voice cracked a few times in the telling, but she stopped herself from crying in front of him again. Once was already more than enough, thank you. After Miaka finished telling her story, she finally looked up at him. Hotohori smiled at her reassuringly, but was already deep in thought, intent on helping her. The chamber was silent for a time, Hotohori in thought, Miaka worried that he wouldn't be able to help her. "I think I can help you," he said quietly. "Really?" Miaka asked hopefully. He nodded. "Yes. When I make the yearly inspection of my realm, I will search for him then." "Oh, Hotohori! When is the inspection?" "In a few days. Do you think you can wait that long?" "Yes! But, I have to go with you." Hotohori saw the determined look in her eyes, and sighed, knowing that she would never change her mind. "All right, you may come with me." She grinned, her first real smile in weeks. "Thank you so much!" She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him, then ran out of the room. He stared after her and sighed again, laughing.
Okay! I'll try to get the next chapter out this weekend.. but, I can't make any promises. I hope everyone's enjoying the story so far! Please e-mail me at SetsunaPuu21@cs.com with feedback, flames, etc. See you all next time!
Love always,
~JupiterHalo~
