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Miaka followed the beautiful longhaired stranger down various corridors and halls. Every once in a while the stranger would turn to look back at her just to make sure she wasn't falling behind. Finally after what seemed like miles and miles of walking to Miaka they finally reached a small but elegant room at the end of a passage. Fine silks and tapestries adorned the walls and in the center stood...
*The bird! It's that bird I saw in the library and the bird I saw earlier! *
"It's beautiful, isn't it?"
*Huh? * Miaka looked to the right and found Hotohori standing beside her.
"This Miaka is called the 'Phoenix of Suzaku'. It symbolizes the avatar of the great god Suzaku and all of his warriors not to mention the suzaku no miko."
"The Suzaku no Miko?" *That sounds familiar...*
"Before I get off into that, why don't you tell me about the world you come from? And also of how you came to be here?"
"You want to know about my world?" At Hotohori's nod, Miaka began to tell her long and very eventful story.
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Miaka had told Hotohori all about her world from her family to the various gizmos and gadgets that all fascinated the young emperor. Miaka had told him about the trains, cars, and planes that were found in the strange place called Tokyo. Miaka had also told him about an unusual device where you could see people and things move around in a box. Hotohori liked Miaka more and more with every breath she took. Hotohori was so excited and so happy that he went so far pinching himself to make sure this all wasn't a dream.
After talking the day away, Hotohori began to realize that it was getting quite late as he heard the cicadas and other insects of the night make their presence known. *I hate to end this now, but I guess she can tell me the rest tomorrow. * Hotohori had no intention of letting the young girl leave. She intrigued him and from the light in her eyes and her childlike innocence he could tell she had a heart of gold. He couldn't let her go. Not yet.
"Miaka?" Hotohori interrupted gently as Miaka began to talk about something in her world called an 'amusement park.'
"Yeah?"
"Well, it's getting pretty late and I thought it would be best if we called it a day?"
"What?" Miaka got up from her place on the floor. "What time is it?"
"I'm not sure but I guessing its four or five hours until dawn."
"What?! We've been talking that long?! Oh no! What am I going to do? I still haven't found Yui and I'm stuck in this strange place and I've got nowhere to sleep and..."
Hotohori straighten up from his place on the wall wincing as her heard various tendons snap. "There's no need to worry. I'll have accommodations prepared for you immediately." Hotohori gestured to the door to the left and then quietly made their way down the hall and through many entranceways until coming upon a room with golden doors. Hotohori pushed the doors to the side and stepped inside. Miaka was hesitant to follow.
"Miaka, it's okay." Hotohori said, taking her hand and leading her inside. "You can sleep here." Hotohori walked across the enormous room and led Miaka to another room with a grand bed in the center. Miaka was about to politely decline when all of a sudden her eyes began to get heavy. It seems that she was much sleepier than she thought. She slowly walked over to the bed and fell into the cushions. She gave a long sigh. *I could get used to this. * That was her last thought before she fell into a long and very deep sleep.