AN: Wheee! This story might be coming to a close soon! ::cries:: If anyone has ideas for a sequel or somethin'….maybe I'll write one ^-^

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"Lemme go!" Miaka struggled against the grips the guards had on her. They ignored her feeble attempts to escape and placed her roughly on a wooden table in the middle of the room they had come to.  She grimaced and sat up.

"Miaka! Are you okay?!"

Miaka swung around and her eyes lit up with excitement as Tasuki and Chichiri were taken into the room.

"You're all right!"

She smiled through tears as they were thrown into a small cage in the back of the room.

"Course we are, Miaka baka."

Tasuki tried to make light of the situation. Miaka sniffled and nodded. Wiping her tears away, she looked around the room. It was medium sized, filled with old antique furniture. The rusty cage that held her seishi was pretty small; only giving them barely enough room to sit. What surprised her the most was that there were no guards. Or Hitoshi for that matter. She looked around a second time, expecting to see a guard in the corner. There were none. Sucking in her breath, she scooted to the edge of the table and stuck her foot out.

"Nani?"

Her foot collided with an invisible barrier. She bit down on her bottom lip in concentration as she proceeded to kick the wall.

"It's a magical barrier, no da."

Miaka gave up and sat in the middle of the table, curled into a little ball. She sighed.

"Are you ready, Suzaku no Miko?"

Miaka's head shot up and she looked around the room for the voice. She saw no one. Then, her right arm shot open. Then her left; until both arms were spread out like she was expecting a hug.

"W-What is this!?"

"Miaka!"

As if an unseen force was controlling her, she was pushed roughly down onto the table. She grunted as her feet were also spread out until she was laying flat on her back.

"Miaka-chan! Try to move, no da!"

Miaka turned her head to catch Chichiri's eye, then nodded. She concentrated on moving her right arm. It wouldn't budge.

"I can't!"

"That's right."

Hitoshi appeared in the doorway, and walked calmly up to Miaka. She flinched, noticing the cold gleam in his eyes. In his hands he held two objects.

'The shinzaho!'

Miaka noticed in shock. The two items she was supposed to have were in his hands. And so was she. He could do anything he wanted to now. She gulped as he stopped at the tableside. He muttered a few words and the barrier flickered then disappeared.

"Kawaii."

He whispered and ran a hand down Miaka's cheek. She tried to move away, but only succeeded in turning her head to the side. She could hear Tasuki cursing and Chichiri calming him in the background. Hitoshi chuckled and leaned down. Miaka's heart stopped. He was going to kiss her.

'Tasuki!'

She clenched her eyes shut and waited. And waited. And waited. Slowly, she opened one eye, then the other. She gasped.

"Hotohori!"

Hotohori stood before, sword poised in front of him, ready to attack. He stood between Hitoshi and her. She thanked the gods for her luck.

"Miaka. Looks like we got here just in time."

"We?"

She blinked and tried to look around. Then, to her shock and delight, she saw Nuriko and Chiriko working diligently to get the cage lock open.

"Meow!"

"Tama!"

The cat jumped onto Miaka's stomach and purred. Mitsukake stood near by, not being able to do much except heal. 

"Minna…"

She whispered happily. She heard a 'clank', and the cage door was open. Before she could blink, everyone except Hitoshi and Hotohori were crowded around her.

"Damn you! Get away from there!"

Hitoshi deflected Hotohori's attacks as he watched the seishi work to free their miko.

After a few minutes and a couple of Chichiri's spells, she could move again. Tasuki carefully helped her up and off the table. She clung to him, happy to be in his arms again.

"I won't let this happen!"

Hitoshi screamed angrily. He got away from Hotohori and glared at the group gathered around their miko. His glare fixed on Miaka, he began to mumble. The Suzaku seishi leaned forward, trying to get even a hint of what he was saying.

"An incantation!"

Chichiri exclaimed. Miaka was vaguely aware of everything that was going on around her. The only thing that she could hear clearly was the strange words coming from Hitoshi. She swayed slightly, and pitched forward.

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AN: Waii waii! Finally updated! That seishi part was put in for Nuri. Arigatou minna for reviewing! This may be finished in the next chapter::sniffles:: Because I don't want to drag it out to the extent that it's boring. Read and Review please!

~Neoshipper~