Hey everyone! This is actually a lot harder than I thought it would be, but I'm glad that some people are actually reading it. ^.^;;;; So, here's chapter six... I may have chapter seven up, as well. Again, please e-mail me at SetsunaPuu21@cs.com!
Title: Words from the heart
Author: JupiterHalo
Date written: November 17, 2001
Rating: PG-13
Part: 6/?
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi.
"Friendship without self-interest is one of the rare and beautiful things of life." ~James Byrnes
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"Awwww... they're so cute!" Miaka squealed as she looked at all of the children playing in the streets. Nuriko nodded in agreement and they both watched the children as they rode past. "I think they want their own children now, no da." Everyone sighed in exasperation, but they enjoyed seeing Miaka so happy. Chichiri stopped his horse suddenly. "Hm? Chichiri, what is it?" Hotohori asked, stopping his horse as well, looking for any sign of danger. "Hm? Why are we-" Miaka's eyes widened as she saw a man walking down the road; a man with familiar violet eyes. Miaka made a single sound, then leapt off the horse; ignoring Hotohori's call for her to come back. In her mind, she could only see him. "TAKA!!!" Miaka ran towards Taka with outstretched arms, and held him tightly when she was close enough. "Oh, Taka! I was so afraid that I wouldn't see you again!" She felt Taka pat her back gently, but his touch felt strange, somehow. "Excuse me... but, do I know you?" Miaka looked up at Taka in shock, her eyes widening at what she just heard him ask. "What?" she managed to gasp out. "I said, do I know you?" Taka took a step back from Miaka, struggling out of her embrace easily. "Sorry, but I think you have the wrong man." The others, who had ran after Miaka after she left them, stared in shock. "Taka!" Nuriko finally cried. "Sou Kishuku! Where are you?" Everyone turned and looked at the woman calling Taka by his Chinese name. "Tell me what you are doing." Hotohori snarled, his sword at Taka's throat. "Who is that woman?!" Taka gulped and replied softly, "My wife." Miaka gasped again, her eyes filling with tears. "Sorry, but... I really have to get going now." Taka backed away from Hotohori warily. "I hope you find who you're looking for!" With a friendly wave, he turned and walked down the road towards a tiny cottage... towards his wife. "Wife?!" Miaka heard Nuriko say softly. Instinctively, Miaka knew that one part of her life was ending, and another beginning. But, why did it have to hurt so much? No one stopped her as she fell to her knees on the road and sobbed.
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It had been a few days after the incident with Taka, no, he was Sou Kishuku now. Hotohori had decided to cut their tour short, saying: "I know that the empire's villages are prosperous." So, they had returned much earlier than expected. Boushin had greeted Miaka with happiness, yet all she could do was smile slightly at him. She wasn't eating, either, and Hotohori was very concerned. 'Tonight, I'm going to make her listen to me. She has to take care of herself!' He thought to himself as he strode down the halls of his palace, nodding a hello to a servant or lady who greeted him. He sucked in his breath when he reached the door to Miaka's room, then opened it, without knocking. Miaka jumped as she saw her door open without warning. Hotohori stood in the doorway, and they stared at each other for a long while, not saying a word. "We must talk, Miaka." He finally said softly. "No... I don't want to talk! Just leave me alone!" Miaka stifled a sob and turned herself away from him, but he was there in an instant, turning her back to him. "Yes, it is time we talked about this. Taka is gone, Miaka! You can't change that!" "Stop it!" "No, I won't! You know as well as I do that nothing can change what happened in the past. But, you can make your own future! Why are you sitting in this room moping, when you have been given another chance?!" Hotohori practically shouted the last line. Miaka didn't respond. "Miaka..." he lowered his voice a little. "I am sorry; this is not the best time for you to hear this." He surprised her by sitting down on her bed and pulling her into his lap. "But, you must know how I feel about you!"
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Sucky cliffhanger? I hope not... this was a really dramatic chapter. ^.^;;;; I have chapter seven all written up.. I just need to type it. So, until then!
Love always,
~JupiterHalo~
Title: Words from the heart
Author: JupiterHalo
Date written: November 17, 2001
Rating: PG-13
Part: 6/?
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi.
"Friendship without self-interest is one of the rare and beautiful things of life." ~James Byrnes
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"Awwww... they're so cute!" Miaka squealed as she looked at all of the children playing in the streets. Nuriko nodded in agreement and they both watched the children as they rode past. "I think they want their own children now, no da." Everyone sighed in exasperation, but they enjoyed seeing Miaka so happy. Chichiri stopped his horse suddenly. "Hm? Chichiri, what is it?" Hotohori asked, stopping his horse as well, looking for any sign of danger. "Hm? Why are we-" Miaka's eyes widened as she saw a man walking down the road; a man with familiar violet eyes. Miaka made a single sound, then leapt off the horse; ignoring Hotohori's call for her to come back. In her mind, she could only see him. "TAKA!!!" Miaka ran towards Taka with outstretched arms, and held him tightly when she was close enough. "Oh, Taka! I was so afraid that I wouldn't see you again!" She felt Taka pat her back gently, but his touch felt strange, somehow. "Excuse me... but, do I know you?" Miaka looked up at Taka in shock, her eyes widening at what she just heard him ask. "What?" she managed to gasp out. "I said, do I know you?" Taka took a step back from Miaka, struggling out of her embrace easily. "Sorry, but I think you have the wrong man." The others, who had ran after Miaka after she left them, stared in shock. "Taka!" Nuriko finally cried. "Sou Kishuku! Where are you?" Everyone turned and looked at the woman calling Taka by his Chinese name. "Tell me what you are doing." Hotohori snarled, his sword at Taka's throat. "Who is that woman?!" Taka gulped and replied softly, "My wife." Miaka gasped again, her eyes filling with tears. "Sorry, but... I really have to get going now." Taka backed away from Hotohori warily. "I hope you find who you're looking for!" With a friendly wave, he turned and walked down the road towards a tiny cottage... towards his wife. "Wife?!" Miaka heard Nuriko say softly. Instinctively, Miaka knew that one part of her life was ending, and another beginning. But, why did it have to hurt so much? No one stopped her as she fell to her knees on the road and sobbed.
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It had been a few days after the incident with Taka, no, he was Sou Kishuku now. Hotohori had decided to cut their tour short, saying: "I know that the empire's villages are prosperous." So, they had returned much earlier than expected. Boushin had greeted Miaka with happiness, yet all she could do was smile slightly at him. She wasn't eating, either, and Hotohori was very concerned. 'Tonight, I'm going to make her listen to me. She has to take care of herself!' He thought to himself as he strode down the halls of his palace, nodding a hello to a servant or lady who greeted him. He sucked in his breath when he reached the door to Miaka's room, then opened it, without knocking. Miaka jumped as she saw her door open without warning. Hotohori stood in the doorway, and they stared at each other for a long while, not saying a word. "We must talk, Miaka." He finally said softly. "No... I don't want to talk! Just leave me alone!" Miaka stifled a sob and turned herself away from him, but he was there in an instant, turning her back to him. "Yes, it is time we talked about this. Taka is gone, Miaka! You can't change that!" "Stop it!" "No, I won't! You know as well as I do that nothing can change what happened in the past. But, you can make your own future! Why are you sitting in this room moping, when you have been given another chance?!" Hotohori practically shouted the last line. Miaka didn't respond. "Miaka..." he lowered his voice a little. "I am sorry; this is not the best time for you to hear this." He surprised her by sitting down on her bed and pulling her into his lap. "But, you must know how I feel about you!"
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Sucky cliffhanger? I hope not... this was a really dramatic chapter. ^.^;;;; I have chapter seven all written up.. I just need to type it. So, until then!
Love always,
~JupiterHalo~
