Wow, two chapters in one weekend... I'm so impressed with myself! Okay, this is the epilogue, so I hope everyone enjoyed this story. I hope to have another one out soon. As always, review or e-mail me! Thanks!

Title: Words from the heart
Author: JupiterHalo
Date Written: December 1, 2001
Rating: PG-13
Part: 9/9 {And no, I'm not going to fix it for the other chapters. Just bear with me.}

Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi or the characters.

"..." means talking
'...' means thinking
**** means a transition from scenes

"There is a magnet in your heart that will attract true friends. That magnet is unselfishness, thinking of others
first. When you learn to live for others, they will live for you." - Paramahansa Yogananda
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It had been over a year since Miaka had woken up from her coma, and she was recovering very nicely. Physically, that is. Emotionally, she was very torn up. Miaka sighed and dragged her feet along the sidewalk. Why did Keisuke have to make her do all of the Christmas shopping?! It just wasn't fair! She had been walking around downtown for three hours already, and she still had more shopping to do. "Thank you, and come again!" The saleswoman smiled brightly as she handed Miaka the bag with her purchases and her receipt. "Yeah, yeah, whatever," Miaka muttered and walked out into the bustling crowd. "Could my day get any worse?" Miaka muttered again. With that, she promptly bumped into someone, scattering all of her bags and packages everywhere. "Oh, I'm so sorry!" Miaka immediately began apologizing, feeling bad for knocking someone down. "No, it was my fault." Miaka looked up when she heard that familiar voice. 'Could it be...?' The man she had bumped into finished picking up all of her things and gave them to her. "There, no harm done." He smiled at her. "Uh... right." Miaka nodded. 'He looks exactly like Hotohori!' The man turned around and began walking away. "Wait!" Miaka cried, and grabbed his hand. "Hm?" The man looked at her again. Then he surprised her by drawing her into a tight hug. "I don't know why... but I feel like I know you from somewhere." he whispered into her hair. "I know..." she whispered in return. "My name is Eiyou Seishuku." Seishuku shook her hand. "And I'm Yuuki Miaka." "Well, Miaka, will you have dinner with me?" Miaka looked into his brown eyes and smiled, seeing Hotohori's soul looking back out at her. "I'd love to."

Okay, that probably wasn't the best way to end it, but I gave it my best shot. I hope you all enjoyed it! E-mail me at SetsunaPuu21@cs.com or review. See you all next time!

Love always,
~JupiterHalo~