Hello there, I'm so glad you decided to join me for another chapter of Love Spell, even after my dumb parody in the last chapter -_-;; So what, this is the 6th chapter? Jinkies, I only wanted to make it three…Oh well! I gotta say it, I don't own Fushigi Yuugi, so don't sue me! On with the show ::drum roll::
Love Spell: Miaka's Final Decision and Tasuki's Wavering Mind
Miaka sat at the edge of her bed, staring at the crumpled up piece of scrap paper she held in her clammy hands. She sighed and blinked her dry, red eyes rereading the information on the paper in her mind for what seemed like the thousandth time. On the little paper contained Miaka's hurried, messy handwriting. She had made a list of all the reasons why she like Tamahome, and on the opposite side all of the reasons she liked Tasuki.
She rubbed her eyes and glanced at the paper one last time before crumpling it up and dropping it on the floor for the hundredth time, determined not to pick it up and look at it again. She already knew the facts. The reality was, when comparing the lists, Tasuki was the winner every time.
"Oh Miaka what have you gotten yourself into this time?" she sighed deeply, rubbing her temples with her delicate fingers. It seemed like the book she had entered should have been called "The Universe of Love Triangles". Miaka held up a finger to represent each person and muttered, "Hotohori loves me, Nuriko loves him, but I can't decided who I want, Tasuki or Tamahome. I know both of them love me, but Yui loves Tamahome…oh this is too confusing!"
Jumping off the bed and gasping Miaka placed a shaky hand to her mouth. After what I said to Tasuki, I know he can't possibly love me anymore! What have I done? She ran to her door and placed her hand on the handle, ready to turn it, but she stopped herself.
"No!" she scolded, slowly walking to her bed again, "I made a decision, I love Tamahome…but…" she grabbed the crumpled up paper from the floor and read over Tamahome's good qualities and then let her eyes wander to Tasuki's name. Peace seemed to settle over her soul just looking at his messy, scribbled name.
"Tamahome,
you jerk! If only you wouldn't have
left me to go to Kuto, I would have never got caught in this situation!" Miaka's hear skipped a beat when she
muttered her last sentence. He left
me…after he promised not to…he promised he'd stay with me, and he left. Oh no, did I just make a huge mistake? And after he told me he loved me…I shot him
down.
She stood up quickly and ran to the door, slamming it rapidly behind her. She pounded on Tasuki's door, hoping his heart hadn't been changed by her cold words. My cold, heartless, cruel words, Miaka thought to herself waiting for her true love to open the door. Banging on it again, Hotohori looked out from his room, surprised by the commotion Miaka was causing.
"Hotohori," Miaka whimpered seeing the emperor of Konan cross the hall and place his thin, but muscular arm around her shoulder, comfortingly.
"Tasuki and Nuriko went for drinks in the bar," Hotohori told the weak girl as he guided her back to her room, opening the door for her and following her to the bed, where he sat beside her. She placed her head on his shoulder, hoping to hear some words of encouragement from the beautiful emperor, but nothing except silence met her ears.
She closed her eyes and sighed, Hotohori's body felt so different from Tasuki's. Hotohori was very muscular, but somehow frail and delicate. Tasuki's was strong, buff, and very masculine. Despite the difference, Miaka felt comforted and raised her head off Hotohori's shoulder and sat waiting for something to end the deafening silence.
Hotohori was the first to speak, voice cutting through the room abruptly. "Miaka, I don't want to make things any more confusing for you," Hotohori started, the tone in his voice comforting and reassuring. He pulled away from her stood up, with his back facing her. "But I love you." He turned to face the girl sitting in front of him who was, by this time, crying uncontrollably.
"Don't cry," Hotohori whispered, kneeling down and placing his hands on her shaky shoulders. Gently, he wiped the tears from her cheeks and pulled her closer to him. "Please, don't cry. I never want to see your beautiful face without a smile. I can make you smile, Miaka. Please..."
Hotohori closed his eyes and kissed Miaka, never wanting to let go. Miaka gasped and pulled away violently, staring in bewilderment. With all her might she pushed the emperor away and ran from her room, knocking over a chair on her way out, leaving Hotohori sitting all alone in the empty room. She sobbed as she found the stairs and jumped down them, two at a time. By the time she was on the first floor, she could barely breathe. Sobs racked her body as she gasped for breath, but her body would not let her catch it.
As she opened the door to the exit she noticed Tasuki and Nuriko sitting at the bar. Nuriko was talking very seriously and Tasuki sat listening to him, nodding his head solemnly. The sight of Tasuki made Miaka's knees weak and she knew she had to get away. Quickly, she darted out the door and ran as fast as her legs would carry her, despite the burning in her lungs. She ran until her legs collapsed beneath her, leaving her alone in the same field she and Tasuki had shared their first kiss.
She cried
to herself loudly, holding on to her legs with her forehead against her
knees. It wasn't until she heard the
grass rustling behind her that she lifted up her head and stifled her sobbing. A soft hand squeezed her shoulder slightly
and her bloodshot eyes met a pair of eyes made up of deep, burning flames. "Tasuki!" Miaka yelled, even more tears falling to her already soaked cheeks. She grabbed his muscular frame, thinking
over and over in her mind, I'll never hurt you again. I'll never let go of you!!!
Tasuki wrapped his arms around her small body and pushed her closer. His cheek rested on her silky hair and his heart felt complete, but something still bothered him, and Miaka sensed it. "What's the matter?" Miaka asked pulling away from him only enough to see into his doubtful eyes. "We're together now! That's all that matters."
Tasuki loosed his grip on the girl he really loved, and shook his head. "Ya know, me and Nuriko were talkin' an' he made me realize that I just gotta give you up. I can't be with ya."
Miaka fell out of Tasuki's loose grip and covered her face with her hands. She did not want Tasuki to see the pain she was going through. "Can't you see that nothing matters to me as long as I'm with you?" Miaka screamed, trying to sway her love's mind. "Can't you see?" She whispered before her throat closed up, barely allowing her raspy breath to escape.
"I'm so sorry," Tasuki said avoiding her eyes completely. Despite what his heart really wanted he muttered, "we shouldn't love each other." With that, Tasuki strode away, clutching his fists from the excruciating pain in his heart, wanting to fall down and cry also. But, he kept on walking leaving Miaka behind.
Miaka cried as the warm breeze pushed past her, heart as open and desolate as the field she sat in.
Wow, someone actually rejected Miaka. I don't think I've ever seen that before. Never mind, Tamahome does it plenty of times in the series. Hehe, oh well, you just wait and see what happens next ok? Promise me you'll be looking forward to it! Until next time!!!
Amazonness Ryoga
