Hey all you Love Spell fans

Hey all you Love Spell fans.  I would like to take this opportunity to say thank you to all of you that have stuck with this story from the very beginning and also all of you that have just started reading it recently.  I love you all, I keep getting the best reviews, and I rally appreciate it.  Now that I've gotten that off my chest, I'll get on with the story!  Remember, I don't own Fushigi Yuugi, and even though he can't be a part of my story, (due to the time I have decided to set it in), Chichiri still kicks ass!!!  * Ahem * Sorry the Chichiri Luva deep within me lost control, no da!!!

Love Spell:  A Change of Heart

The night gave away to a radiant dawn as the 3 Seishi walked towards the inn, Tasuki and Miaka slowly following behind.  They stood far away from each other, trying to think of a way to explain the situation to their friends, but they had to explain the situation to each other before they could explain it to anybody else!  Neither the courageous Miaka nor the brave Tasuki knew what was to come next.  Where they a couple?  Was it just a meaningless kiss?  It was difficult to tell.

They walked tiredly to the inn, trudging past the long grass in the field and finally making it to the door of the building.  Mitsukake held the door open for Hotohori and Nuriko, and prevented Tasuki and Miaka from entering.

"Whaz this about?"  Tasuki asked stubbornly, crossing his arms in front of his chest and looking down at the ground to avoid eye contact from the tall man standing in front of him.  Miaka blushed slightly, wondering why Mitsukake would stop them like this.  He is a man of health and safety, Miaka thought to herself, blushing deeply.  Is he going to give us a talk about sex? 

"It's not that serious!" She blurted out covering her face with her hand out of sheer embarrassment.  Mitsukake cocked his eyebrow in confusion, and held on to his left hand gingerly, shaking his head.

"So you don't want me to heal you?" He asked looking from Miaka, to Tasuki, and then again to Miaka, whose face had gone completely pale.

Laughing nervously she put hand behind her head and scratched it, trying to play off her mistake.  "Oh well, I thought maybe you could heal Tasuki first!"  She yelled, hoping her acting was good enough to fool Mitsukake.

"Miaka," he whispered in his low voice.  "Always so kind and considerate towards your fellow warriors.  I can heal you both at the same time since your wounds are fairly light."

"Oh you can?"  Miaka asked, heart pounding in her chest, trying to erase the thought of Mitsukake giving her and Tasuki the talk.

"Yes," Mitsukake nodded, a green light surrounding his left hand.  "Tasuki get closer to Miaka."

Tasuki, arms still crossed, walked closer to Miaka and stopped half a foot away from her, embarrassed by the thought of everyone knowing his true feelings towards his Miko.  He always tried to play the character that would never fall in love with the girl he was charged to protect, but here he was, head over heels for her.  It was not his feelings that embarrassed him, it was just that he had barely realized the feelings himself before everyone else found out about them too.

"Closer," Mitsukake commanded, holding his hand in front of him.

Tasuki crept closer to her, following Mitsukake's orders.  He wanted to be closer to her, but just without another Suzaku warrior standing in front of him.  His eyes wandered to Miaka, barely clothed and muddy, and he could feel his heart begin to increase speed in his chest.  Miaka, ya don't know what ya do ta me, he thought to himself as he sighed, slumping his shoulders slightly.

"Closer," ordered Mitsukake, voice becoming slightly impatient.  Tasuki stood directly beside Miaka, and she was reluctant to look at him, but somehow his eyes found hers and she smiled and placed her arms around his waist, as his arms settled near her back.  She placed her head on his chest and sighed, as long as she could stay in the comfort of Tasuki's arms, as far as Miaka was concerned, all was right in the world.

"Thank you," Mitsukake muttered before placing his hand over his two friends and allowing his power to heal them.  As the weird green light engulfed them, a warm feeling rushed though their bodies.  It was a feeling of refreshment; they could literally feel the wounds being lifted off of them.

Once their treatment was over, they let go of one another and entered the inn with Mitsukake, not even noticing that Hotohori and Nuriko had been spying on them the whole time through an open window.  Hotohori stood beside Nuriko, scratching his head in complete confusion.  "So, despite Tamahome, Tasuki made his way into Miaka's heart."

"Yeah, that's really strange," Nuriko commented.  "I can't believe it myself."

"That means that if I tried hard enough I could have had a chance with her!" Hotohori exclaimed through painful tears. 

Nuriko sighed, patted Hotohori on the shoulder, and replied, "I didn't think we were talking about you, I thought we were talking about Tamahome!"

            "Tamahome," Hotohori mumbled under his breath, wondering what the future held for him.  He paused his racing mind because Miaka, Mitsukake and Tasuki had entered the hall.  Both him and Nuriko jumped away from the window and walked by casually, peering at the couple through the corners of their eyes.  Miaka and Tasuki both walked to their separate rooms, leaving the other 3 Seishi standing in the hall.

            "Alright!"  Nuriko winked.  "I guess it's time for me and Miaka-chan to have a little girl talk."  Flinging his long purple braid behind him Nuriko walked up to Miaka's room, knocked on the door three times, and walked in uninvited, slamming the door behind him.

            He saw her lying on her bed, back turned to him.  He walked towards her slowly, wondering what he was going to say; wondering where to begin.

            "Miaka," Nuriko started, sitting at the foot of her bed, gently placing his hand on her calf, and shaking.  "Don't pretend you're asleep, you've been in here a total of 10 seconds."

            "Nuriko!" Miaka sat up, grabbing Nuriko and cried softly on his chest, always a little surprised to find it completely flat.  No matter how long Nuriko's secret had been revealed, it was hard to believe that Nuriko really was a man, but holding on to his broad frame, head against his hard chest, Miaka could feel he was really a man.

            Despite the reality of Nuriko's gender, he was very easy to talk to, as if he was another girl.  With little prompting, Miaka had spilled all of her secrets in front of Nuriko, not afraid to say anything and everything. 

            "It all started," Miaka sobbed to Nuriko, "when I drank the love potion Mitsukake let me have.  I thought of Tasuki instead of Tamahome!  I ruined it!  Then I heard Tasuki talking in his sleep, and I was looking at him…it made me feel different for some reason!  I don't know why!  Then once he saved me, I wanted to kiss him.  It was just the way Tamahome used to save me and I really miss that.  We almost kissed and you guys showed up, so we didn't."  She paused to catch her breath.  Once she recovered she began again.  "And then when we came here I couldn't stop thinking of him!  But then he came in my room, and I tried to kiss him but he walked out, I was so embarrassed.  And then I felt the creepy guy in my room and he saved me and I had a scratch and he unbuttoned my shirt and I couldn't feel my legs, I was so nervous but the guy woke up and he was bloody and scary and he ran out and so did Tasuki and so I followed him."

            Miaka gasped for another breath of air to calm her burning lungs; she was trying to say too much at once.  She frowned, determined to slow down her words, as she wiped away the last of her tears.  "As we ran Tasuki used his tessin on the guy but created that huge fire in the field.  I was so far behind the flames had already surrounded them, and Tasuki yelled at me to stay away, but somehow I managed to run through a spot that wasn't burning as bad as some other areas.  Then I ran to Tasuki, but he left me to fight and I tripped and then the Kuto guy hit him.  I was so mad I took the log I tripped over and hit him.  I dropped the log on him afterwards though.  I didn't mean to."

            Nuriko sat on the bed, holding his left knee up to his chest, hugging it, listening to Miaka's intriguing story.  When she stopped his jaw dropped, and he waited impatiently for her to say more, but she sat silently looking at Nuriko, waiting to hear his advice, but all she got was a suspenseful stare in her direction.

            "What happened after that?!" Nuriko squealed.

            "You guys already saw!  You were in the field after that!" Miaka said frustrated, wanting to relive the moment over and over again, but not wanted to tell Nuriko all the details.

            "Did he," Nuriko asked seriously, lowering his voice, and glancing in either direction for spies, "use the tongue?"

            "Nuriko!" Miaka screamed, face blushing furiously as she grabbed the pillow that was torn earlier by Tasuki and slugged it at Nuriko's head.  Nuriko dodged it and stuck his tongue out at Miaka, dropping his guard, not even noticing Miaka coming in for a second swing until the pillow whacked him directly in the face.

            "My face!"  Nuriko wailed.

            "You started it," Miaka said stubbornly sitting on the bed cross-legged. 

            Nuriko stood up, rubbing his face with his hand and started for the door, but as he reached it he turned around and smiled, "Remember what Mitsukake said before you drank the potion?"

            Miaka cocked her head and strained her memory.  "Yeah he said that it didn't make people fall in love with someone else, it only brought the couple good luck and then nothing would ever be able to separate them."

            "Exactly," Nuriko nodded.  "So don't go thinking that just because you thought of Tasuki that potion made you two fall in love.  That's not the way it works."  Nuriko gave Miaka a little wave and exited her room, leaving Miaka's head spinning with questions.

            I knew all along that the potion worked that way, but did I somehow make myself believe that I loved Tasuki because of it?  I'm so confused, I love Tamahome so much, so am I just making up weird things in my mind because of that stupid potion?  Miaka stood up.  Everything seemed so clear now!  She walked across the room quickly knowing what she must do.

            She opened the door to her room and glanced over at Nuriko's.  Thank you so much, you really helped me out Nuriko.  She knocked on Tasuki's door and played with her fingers nervously as she waited for him to open it.  Slowly it opened, and Tasuki peered out of it, and opened it faster once he saw it was Miaka. 

            "Thank Suzaku!"  Tasuki said happily inviting her in.  "There's somethin' I wanted ta talk ta ya about."  He closed the door and pinned her against the wall, stealing her lips before she could utter a word.  Removing his mouth he brushed his cheek against hers, and whispered, with all the sincerity and passion in his soul, "I love ya, Miaka."

            He tried to kiss her once more but she stopped him, placing her fingers against his soft lips, tears brimming her eyes and muttered, "I'm sorry, I've led you to believe that I like you that way, but you're just one of my Seishi, nothing more.  I love Tamahome," she paused, her throat had tightened causing her to lose her voice.  She wiggled out of Tasuki's stunned grip and opened the door, stopping to whisper, "Forgive me," before running out and back into her room, to wonder if she really had done the right thing.          

Parody o' the Day!!!

            Yuppers, you got that right, I'm making a parody of my OWN work!  Cheez, I'm bad when I like to make fun of my own work.  Well, here ya go, the Parody o' the Day!!!

            "Thank Suzaku!"  Tasuki said happily inviting her in.  "There's somethin' I wanted ta talk ta ya about."  He closed the door and pinned her against the wall, stealing her lips before she could utter a word.  Removing his mouth he brushed his cheek against hers, and whispered, with all the sincerity and passion in his soul, "Popeye's chicken is fuckin' awesome."

            Ok, well that's it for this chapter!  I hope the parody didn't bother you.  I felt like I needed to put some comic relief into this chapter, and better way then to put a quote from Little Nicky into it?  Well anyways, look forward to the next chapter soon, cuz I wouldn't want to leave you hanging like this.  * Heck, I don't want to leave myself hanging like this even though I know exactly what going to happen!!! *  Oh Suzaku, I'm pathetic… well besides that point (which we all knew anywayz) tell me what ya thought in a review.  Until next time!

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P.S.  Did you notice how much the F. Y. OAV box set is going for?  OUCH!!!