Loved for the first time ( In lack of a better title)
By Amiboshi-chan
I own Irina and Kourin (But not her name!) and nothing else.
Chapter two- Doves in flight
Genrou came home after a good raid and was instantly attacked by 'Spitfire', as he affectionately called his Kourin.
"Daddy! Daddy! We have a visitor! Come see!"
Genrou laughed. "All right, Kourin. Just a moment." He hung up his cloak, and vaguely noticed the red one that was not there when they left that morning. Then he followed the bouncing girl into the kitchen.
Genrou could not believe his eyes. There sat Miaka Yuuki, his miko, discussing something with his wife Irina. His mouth went dry as the deserts of Sairo, and all coherent thought left him.
"Mi. . . Miaka?" The girl turned to look at him, and broke out into a wide smile.
"Tasuki! How are you? It's been so long!" She gave the bandit a hug. He hugged her back, then just stared in awe. Seven years had done a lot to her. The fifteen year old miko had matured into a lovely young woman of twenty-four. She moved with more grace and elegance. Her hair, no longer pulled up into two meatballs, was long and less wavy, probably pulled straight by the length of it. She was slightly more curvy, and rather than the frumpy school uniform she had always sported, she wore a light summery green kimono that suited her much better.
"Wow, Miaka, look at you." Was all Genrou could make past his throat. Miaka blushed and looked away. Without her gaze on him, he found the will to speak. "So, what are you doing in Konan? And where's Taka?"
"Taka and I had a falling out and he ran off with this girl he met to Florida. I'm staying here from now on with permission from the gods."
Irina piped up. "She has agreed to become a tutor for Kourin, and teach her to read and write. Not to mention proper etiquette."
"Yay!" Kourin, who had been hiding behind her father the whole time, burst out.
"You don't mind me hanging around for a while, do you? I mean, just until I get a place of my own. . ." Miaka asked earnestly. Genrou grabbed her shoulders.
"Miaka, you know you are welcome here as long as you wish to stay." Genrou smiled as Kourin gave another cheer.
"Can you believe Miaka's back?" Genrou sat talking with Kouji over a bottle of Sake. "I mean, after seven years, I really didn't expect ta see her again."
Kouji just sat silently thinking. He hadn't seen Miaka yet, but according to Genrou, she'd become a real knockout. He hadn't expected to see her again either, but it didn't seem like either really minded. Maybe a female was what the place needed. Turning to Genrou, he asked, "How long is she staying here?"
Genrou shrugged. "Until she gets a place of her own, so she says."
"Whaddya think it would take ta get her to stay?"
Genrou turned to study his friends expression. Turning back to his cup, he spoke. "I think I know what you're getting at. This place needs a woman's touch. I mean, as much as Irina tries, she's still just like one of the guys, and Kourin's no different." Kouji didn't answer. His thought exactly, of course. Genrou continued. "You're right we should try to get her to stay a while. Irina has her teaching Kourin, so that'll keep her put for a while."
Satisfied with that, Genrou slumped down and turned his attention entirely to his cup of sake. Kouji looked out the large window, lost in thought, until something caught the corner of is eye. Miaka was walking along, watching the sun set. Genrou was right. She had become quite a woman. Getting up, he walked to the door. Genrou didn't even notice.
She was sitting on a rock looking out over the horizon when Kouji came up to her. "Konnichi wa. Who is it? It's Genrou's buddy Kouji, wanting to visit an old friend. "Oh, Konnichi wa, Kouji. Have a seat." Kouji sat down beside Miaka. "Arigato." Miaka smiled, used to Kouji's antics.
"Konban wa, Kouji. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"Yea. So how are you? How's life been treating ya?"
"Pretty good. I graduated from high school, then I went to California and did a few jobs in acting."
"Eh?" Kouji raised an eyebrow in confusion. What on earth was a high school? Or a California?
Miaka laughed, realizing he had no idea what she was talking about. "Nevermind."
Kouji studied her in the moment of silence that followed. He had never noticed it before, but she really was a lovely girl. He had always seen her as an immature little kid, much like a sister. But he saw the creature before him as a truly beautiful woman, with smiling green eyes with flecks of gold throughout them, and very kissable-looking lips. 'What the hell am I thinking? This is Miaka, for Suzaku's sake! That and Genrou would have a fit.' Kouji mentally scolded himself.
He realized Miaka's attention was on something just above the horizon. He followed her gaze, and found two beautiful white doves twirling and circling. Miaka sighed at the beauty of it.
Genrou looked out the window at his two friends. Kouji did seem quite awestruck with the grown up Miaka. He frowned. He would love for Miaka and Kouji to fall in love, and Miaka had said that she would be staying in this world permanently, but there was a chance she would change her mind and go back to her own world. When she did go, he didn't want his friend to go through what he did the last time Miaka left. Genrou had found Irina, who had helped him get over Miaka, but Kouji was the kind of guy who wouldn't let go that easily. The last thing Genrou wanted was for either of his friends to get hurt.
Ooh, getting mushy. . . I'm such a sap. Oh well, hey you, review, please! Tell me what you like, don't like, and how to fix it! And Lanapanther, thanks for your input on ALL my stories! Nikki, if you don't review my stories soon, I'll have to kick your butt! Thanks, Amiboshi-chan
Oh, one thing. For those of you who are waiting for another chapter in my stories 'Angel of Fire' and 'Never Forget', I realize I'm being super slow and I will have one coming soon. I'm going through a moment of blankness, and no ideas are coming to me about how to continue. Reviews and ideas would be VERY helpful and much appreciated. Also, my high school here in Pullman, Washington is starting in three days, so my stories will slow down considerably. I'll try to keep the chapters coming though. Thanks for all the support!
By Amiboshi-chan
I own Irina and Kourin (But not her name!) and nothing else.
Chapter two- Doves in flight
Genrou came home after a good raid and was instantly attacked by 'Spitfire', as he affectionately called his Kourin.
"Daddy! Daddy! We have a visitor! Come see!"
Genrou laughed. "All right, Kourin. Just a moment." He hung up his cloak, and vaguely noticed the red one that was not there when they left that morning. Then he followed the bouncing girl into the kitchen.
Genrou could not believe his eyes. There sat Miaka Yuuki, his miko, discussing something with his wife Irina. His mouth went dry as the deserts of Sairo, and all coherent thought left him.
"Mi. . . Miaka?" The girl turned to look at him, and broke out into a wide smile.
"Tasuki! How are you? It's been so long!" She gave the bandit a hug. He hugged her back, then just stared in awe. Seven years had done a lot to her. The fifteen year old miko had matured into a lovely young woman of twenty-four. She moved with more grace and elegance. Her hair, no longer pulled up into two meatballs, was long and less wavy, probably pulled straight by the length of it. She was slightly more curvy, and rather than the frumpy school uniform she had always sported, she wore a light summery green kimono that suited her much better.
"Wow, Miaka, look at you." Was all Genrou could make past his throat. Miaka blushed and looked away. Without her gaze on him, he found the will to speak. "So, what are you doing in Konan? And where's Taka?"
"Taka and I had a falling out and he ran off with this girl he met to Florida. I'm staying here from now on with permission from the gods."
Irina piped up. "She has agreed to become a tutor for Kourin, and teach her to read and write. Not to mention proper etiquette."
"Yay!" Kourin, who had been hiding behind her father the whole time, burst out.
"You don't mind me hanging around for a while, do you? I mean, just until I get a place of my own. . ." Miaka asked earnestly. Genrou grabbed her shoulders.
"Miaka, you know you are welcome here as long as you wish to stay." Genrou smiled as Kourin gave another cheer.
"Can you believe Miaka's back?" Genrou sat talking with Kouji over a bottle of Sake. "I mean, after seven years, I really didn't expect ta see her again."
Kouji just sat silently thinking. He hadn't seen Miaka yet, but according to Genrou, she'd become a real knockout. He hadn't expected to see her again either, but it didn't seem like either really minded. Maybe a female was what the place needed. Turning to Genrou, he asked, "How long is she staying here?"
Genrou shrugged. "Until she gets a place of her own, so she says."
"Whaddya think it would take ta get her to stay?"
Genrou turned to study his friends expression. Turning back to his cup, he spoke. "I think I know what you're getting at. This place needs a woman's touch. I mean, as much as Irina tries, she's still just like one of the guys, and Kourin's no different." Kouji didn't answer. His thought exactly, of course. Genrou continued. "You're right we should try to get her to stay a while. Irina has her teaching Kourin, so that'll keep her put for a while."
Satisfied with that, Genrou slumped down and turned his attention entirely to his cup of sake. Kouji looked out the large window, lost in thought, until something caught the corner of is eye. Miaka was walking along, watching the sun set. Genrou was right. She had become quite a woman. Getting up, he walked to the door. Genrou didn't even notice.
She was sitting on a rock looking out over the horizon when Kouji came up to her. "Konnichi wa. Who is it? It's Genrou's buddy Kouji, wanting to visit an old friend. "Oh, Konnichi wa, Kouji. Have a seat." Kouji sat down beside Miaka. "Arigato." Miaka smiled, used to Kouji's antics.
"Konban wa, Kouji. It's been a while, hasn't it?"
"Yea. So how are you? How's life been treating ya?"
"Pretty good. I graduated from high school, then I went to California and did a few jobs in acting."
"Eh?" Kouji raised an eyebrow in confusion. What on earth was a high school? Or a California?
Miaka laughed, realizing he had no idea what she was talking about. "Nevermind."
Kouji studied her in the moment of silence that followed. He had never noticed it before, but she really was a lovely girl. He had always seen her as an immature little kid, much like a sister. But he saw the creature before him as a truly beautiful woman, with smiling green eyes with flecks of gold throughout them, and very kissable-looking lips. 'What the hell am I thinking? This is Miaka, for Suzaku's sake! That and Genrou would have a fit.' Kouji mentally scolded himself.
He realized Miaka's attention was on something just above the horizon. He followed her gaze, and found two beautiful white doves twirling and circling. Miaka sighed at the beauty of it.
Genrou looked out the window at his two friends. Kouji did seem quite awestruck with the grown up Miaka. He frowned. He would love for Miaka and Kouji to fall in love, and Miaka had said that she would be staying in this world permanently, but there was a chance she would change her mind and go back to her own world. When she did go, he didn't want his friend to go through what he did the last time Miaka left. Genrou had found Irina, who had helped him get over Miaka, but Kouji was the kind of guy who wouldn't let go that easily. The last thing Genrou wanted was for either of his friends to get hurt.
Ooh, getting mushy. . . I'm such a sap. Oh well, hey you, review, please! Tell me what you like, don't like, and how to fix it! And Lanapanther, thanks for your input on ALL my stories! Nikki, if you don't review my stories soon, I'll have to kick your butt! Thanks, Amiboshi-chan
Oh, one thing. For those of you who are waiting for another chapter in my stories 'Angel of Fire' and 'Never Forget', I realize I'm being super slow and I will have one coming soon. I'm going through a moment of blankness, and no ideas are coming to me about how to continue. Reviews and ideas would be VERY helpful and much appreciated. Also, my high school here in Pullman, Washington is starting in three days, so my stories will slow down considerably. I'll try to keep the chapters coming though. Thanks for all the support!