Yay!!! Can you believe how dramatic this story is getting? Well I can!!! It's making me sit on the edge of my chair, and I'm the one writing it. Oh well, with enough gum, juice, and mp3's on my winamp player, I can do anything!!! Right now my 2 favorite songs to listen to (when I'm writing this particular story) are "Perfect World" and "Setsunakutemo...Zutto". Two wonderful songs from the OAV's. I finally got a job, so pretty soon I'll be able to buy the box set. I can't wait!!! Oh well, enough from me. On with the story (you know the one whose characters I don't own!).
Love Spell: The Truth; Confessions of Love
After seeing Tasuki walk back into the inn, followed by Miaka some time after, Nuriko sat alone at the bar, not sure how to feel about what he had just done. He didn't want any of his friends getting hurt. Especially not Miaka. She was special to him, in a way no one but his sister Korin would ever measure up to. Was it right for him to get involved the way he did?
"Tama-chan," Nuriko mumbled to himself. He did not want Tamahome to be hurt when he risked his life for the sake of his country. What would he do if he comes back from Kuto and finds that Miaka fell in love with another man? Nuriko slumped down farther into his chair realizing what he had just thought. Miaka has fallen in love with another man. The same man has fallen in love with her...and I broke them up. Nuriko covered up his blushing cheeks, deeply embarrassed from the huge mistake he had made.
If I don't fix this up, Tasuki and Miaka will be miserable. If I don't fix this up Tamahome will end up being more hurt in the long run!!! What if he finds out he only got Miaka by default? Oh Suzaku, I'm in trouble.
Nuriko stood up from the bar and hurried in the direction of Miaka's room.
After making sure his plan would not fail, Nuriko knocked on Miaka's door, ready to find out exactly how she felt. "Who's there?" Miaka's voice could be heard from within the room.
"It's me, Nuriko," he said hesitantly, waiting for Miaka's reply, and would understand if she never wanted to associate with him ever again.
"The door's open," Miaka said flatly, and Nuriko opened it slowly, peering into her dark room. The windows and the blinds were completely closed, and most of the chairs in the room were flipped over and lying on the ground. Miaka laid on her bed, back to the door, completely covered in blankets.
"Miaka, this room is boiling!!! I'll open the window so you can get some fresh air, ok?" Nuriko waited for an answer, but Miaka said nothing, so he opened the window anyway. The breeze floated through the window accompanied with a light smell of flowers. Nuriko picked up the chairs and placed them around the small table in the middle of the room before sitting on the bed beside her.
"Miaka, I wanted..."
"No!!!" Miaka yelled catching Nuriko off guard. "You don't have to apologize for anything. I don't want to hear you're sorry, because the truth is you were right. You were right about everything. The Love Spell meant nothing. I don't love Tasuki. You...you were right."
"Why are you crying over him then?" Nuriko asked. "If you don't love him why are you crying for him? Why would you waste your time, locked up in your room without any air if you don't love him?"
Miaka pulled the blankets over her head, ashamed to show her weakness to Nuriko and wailed, "Because air doesn't even matter if I can't be with him!"
Nuriko smiled and pulled the blankets away from Miaka. Miaka felt warm lips on her cheek, and opened her eyes to stare at Nuriko, but to her surprise, the lips didn't belong to Nuriko.
"Tasuki!" Miaka gasped realizing Tasuki had been the one to kiss her. "But, why?" She asked, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Nuriko told me ta stand outside yer door ta find out how ya really feel. I don't like spyin' but I figured if it was a way ta get me and you together, then maybe I should."
Nuriko stood up and looked at what he created. "I'll leave you two alone for a while." With that, Nuriko walked out of the door and shut it slowly behind him. In a way, he envied Tasuki. But despite the feeling of loneliness swelling up in his chest, Nuriko smiled, content with his friend's happiness.
Inside Miaka's room Tasuki sat next to his true love and listened to all she had to say. "I want to confess everything!" Miaka said, nervous about telling Tasuki the whole truth about the past few days, but happy to be in his arms once more.
"When I found that bottle at Mitsukake's house, I really wanted it to bring me and Tamahome together. But I saw you glaring at me, and ended up thinking about you instead of him. I was so mad!!! And then all that night, I couldn't stop staring at you, and it wasn't because I was mad at you...and then when you helped me when I was sick, and then saved me. I could tell I was starting to fall for you, but I didn't want to!!! I was so worried of what would happen to Tamahome, instead of worrying about what my heart really wanted..." Miaka placed Tasuki's rough hand on her heart and rested her head against his shoulder.
"Ya thought of me when ya drank that stuff?" Tasuki said through a smile. "I wrote ya a poem."
Miaka laughed and asked, "How does it go?"
"I can't remember, it really sucked though," Tasuki confessed, feeling light-hearted once again.
"That's ok," Miaka mumbled closing her tired eyes, and snuggling against Tasuki.
"That day in the woods," Tasuki started, hesitating slightly. "I really wanted ta kiss ya. And then when we was in the field, I couldn't hold my emotions in any longer, and I was so happy when ya kissed me back. But when ya told me ya couldn't love me anymore...Suzaku, I don't even want to think about the way I had felt."
"I'm so sorry," Miaka whispered in Tasuki's ear, causing his body to shiver slightly. She kissed his neck and then placed her lips on his. "I know exactly how you felt. I felt the same way when you said we couldn't be together!" Tasuki kissed her again, so happy she was his.
Miaka placed her head on his shoulder again, content to hear his slow, steady breathing. Slowly sleep overcame her, despite the fact that it was only dinnertime. Tasuki gently laid her on the bed and stood over her, trying to memorize her angelic features. Finally he left her room, shutting the door quietly as he exited.
Hotohori stood in the empty hallway and muttered, "You are a very lucky man." He walked to his room, leaving Tasuki standing confused in the hallway. Shrugging his shoulders he entered his room and fell happily on his bed, worn out from the ordeal that had been passing like a slow moving storm the past few days.
He sighed, content from the outcome. "As long as I have Miaka, that's all I need in my life...she's all that I'll ever need."
Tasuki crept quietly into Miaka's room, tiptoeing and shaking with fear. Miaka was snoring slightly in her bed, sleeping soundly. The sounds of her breathing increasing Tasuki's fear. Suzaku, I love her, Tasuki thought as he approached the sleeping Miko. But she is scarier than hell when she wakes up!!! Why do I have ta be the one ta wake her up?
A floorboard creaked slightly beneath Tasuki's heavy body, causing his heart rate to climb. Miaka mumbled something incoherent and rolled to her side. The mountain bandit reached a slightly trembling hand to his love's shoulder, ready to shake her and duck for cover. "Tasuki..." Miaka mumbled in a deep, sleep thickened voice. Tasuki smiled, for a moment completely forgetting about his fear.
He leaned over her and kissed her cheek gently. Her eyes fluttered open, and with his face still very close to hers she whispered "Hi."
"Hi," Tasuki answered, still unsure if he was happy to see her or if he was just plain afraid. Usually when you would try to wake her up she would hit you, or try to eat your hand, accusing you of being chocolate, but she did not try such an outrageous stunt with Tasuki. She was actually sort of pleasant.
"I was just waking you up so we can eat some dinner..."
"Dinner!" Miaka exclaimed, chomping down on Tasuki's shoulder.
"I'M NOT DINNER!!!" Tasuki yelled, his fears becoming a reality. The young girl's teeth grinded against his shoulder and he pushed her away, trying to make her realize what she was biting. "C'mon Miaka, hurry up and ya will get some real food."
"Ok," Miaka yawned, but all tiredness was quickly gone from the thought of food. She hopped out of bed and pulled on Tasuki, smiling brightly. "I'm hungry! Let's go!"
Tasuki smiled at the warmness of Miaka's personality, but allowed her to pull on his arm, before using his strength to move her closer to him. She smiled even bigger before jumping in his lap and wrapping her arms around him. She placed a big, wet kiss on his cheek and then ran from him.
"There's a mountain of food in the world, and I plan on eating it!!!" She twirled around, causing her skirt to fly up slightly. She blushed and pushed it down as she reached the door, and motioned for Tasuki with her hand. "Let's go!!!"
Tasuki, Miaka and the others sat around the table in the restaurant, enjoying each others company. Miaka ate the normal amount, even if there was really nothing normal about it. Her Seishi stared as she downed plate after plate of food, wondering where she could be packing it all. Tasuki gazed at his love, knowing that he would love her no matter what, but still prayed in the back of his mind that she would not get fat. He really did not need to be with a fat woman... He smiled at the thought of their wedding and her having to carry him down the aisle as their friends threw rice.
Every other helping of food Miaka would glance over at Tasuki, just to make sure he was still there, still right at her side. As long as she was alive, all she needed to feel well was to know that Tasuki was by her side. That made all the world seem at peace, as if nothing could ever touch her. But that feeling did not fill up her stomach, so she kept on eating, gobbling down rice like there was no tomorrow.
After dinner was over (forty dishes later), Miaka laid her head on the table and sighed as she gingerly patted her stomach. Nuriko watched his Miko carefully, knowing that she had not eaten any dessert and might think of the table as a tasty find. But Miaka seemed to be in a world of her own, sighing and smiling at Tasuki. This is so sweet, Nuriko thought bitterly, I don't need any dessert!
It was obvious to anyone around the table that Miaka was deeply in love with Tasuki. So obvious in fact that the two Kuto warriors dressed as common folk picked up on it easily. They glared at her from the other side of the room as one whispered to the other, "This boy is the Suzaku no Miko's weakness. We'll destroy him when the sun sets."
He closed his eyes in frustration and almost yelled back, "Why don't we just go after the Miko herself and save us some time? We can..." But was cut off by the first warrior's hand, slapping painfully across his face.
"You know our orders! We cannot harm the Miko, and only try to get her to stop trying to find the remaining Seishi. If we threaten that boy's life, she will do as we command, it's that simple."
Rubbing his reddened face the second warrior nodded his head and glared at their new target: Tasuki.
Ahhhh!!! I guess I owe you a couple PARODIES 'O THE DAY!!! Not that I think anything I say is funny...Urg! Well here goes!!!
"When I found that bottle at Mitsukake's house, I really wanted it to bring me and Tamahome together. But I saw you glaring at me, and ended up thinking about you instead of him. I was so mad!!! And then all that night, I couldn't stop staring at you, and it wasn't because I was mad at you...It was because you kept farting you gross pig!!!"
Tasuki gently laid her on the bed and stood over her, trying to memorize her angelic features. Finally he left her room, shutting the door quietly as he exited.
Hotohori stood in the empty hallway and muttered, "Miaka is a very lucky girl to have such a handsome, strong, orange-haired, buff, sexy mountain man like you..." He walked to his room, leaving Tasuki standing confused in the hallway.
Lifting up his collar to his ears and brushing his thick hair with his hand he muttered to himself, "I'm cool," as he proceeded to Moonwalk to his room.
He closed his eyes in frustration and almost yelled back, "Why don't we just go after the Miko herself and save us some time? We can..." But was cut off by the first warrior's hand, slapping painfully across his face.
"I love it when your a bad boy!" he exclaimed, with a slight blush on his cheeks.
Ok, I'm sorry about the delay. I am done (or was done or whatever you want to think...) before I could post it. Fanfiction.net was having lots of trouble so I couldn't post it!!! But I'm sure that'll make you enjoy the story that much more!!! ::I hope!:: Oh well, can you believe what I've done?! I made Tasuki the target! Hehe, Tasuki would be my target too...::trying to keep her mind out of the gutter:: Well, look forward to CHAPTER 8!!! THE LAST CHAPTER!!! I'm gonna be so sad when it's over!!! Until next time!!!
Amazonness Ryoga
