Authors Note: Hey guys! Ok hopefully you guys like this one, if you don't like something about what I'm writing feel free to tell me I'll take it into consideration, because I want to try and make this story as good as I can, this is just a little bit more on Miaka and Tasuki in the dungeon, hope to get back to the others in chapter 7 happy readings.
Disclamer: Sadly I don't own FY if I did then do you really think this would be on a site called fanfiction.net?
Darkened hope
Chapter 6
"When there's Senshi there's Chaos "
Tasuki's eyes widened in surprise 'there's 'a girl….' He thought as he looked at her, her brown hair was everywhere cascading down her neck to just below her shoulders, slightly ratted here and there. Then there was her tattered clothes some of the strangest he'd ever seen. They where brown, the top long sleeve jacket had several holes in it, and it opened up to show a shirt of some kind almost an off whitish tan in some places, and black in others. Her brown skirt looked even raggedier than the other pieces; like it had been constantly rubbed by a granny surface and several holes adorned the skirt as well. Her shoes where beginning to fall apart, as worn spots and the occasional tears here and there were exceedingly obvious to the naked eye. On top of all of that the girl's skin that could be seen was full of scratches and burses.
The next thought that hit the fiery bandit was this was in no way the royal thrown room. 'Where the 'eck am I?' he thought as he took in the dismal surroundings.
Miaka meanwhile was shaking her head to clear the cobwebs from her mind. Finally snapping back completely to reality her side ached, and there was… light? "uhhh…" she exhaled as she adjusted her eyes to the light that now flowed threw the room, only to see… 'Someone… who… the last thing I remember was…' her eyes widened "Yui-chan…" she whispered and then regarded the flaming haired man. "Yui-chan! Where is she?" she called out to him.
Tasuki's head snapped to face her, 'what the 'ell is she 'a' talk'in about?' he wondered "I don't know what the 'ell yer talk'in about." He replied not quite sure what to do or say he kept his eyes focused on her. "So wh't fuck happen'ed to ya?" he asked softly as the minuets had ticked by sighlently trying to start up a conversation and find out what was going on.
Miaka pulled her self up off the ground and looked at him faintly, "you're not one of… Nakago's men are you…" she asked softly. At the weird look she received she decided he obviously wasn't. Sitting down once more feeling that it was ok to relax she started to tell him, "Nakago, he rules this world. He's ruled it ever since I was little… he caught Yui and I and now… I-I don't know where she is, I-" she immediately cut herself off and plastered a smile on her face not wanting to cry in front of this stranger she decided to change the subject. "Well a-anyway my name's Yuuki Miaka. What's yours?"
Tasuki just stared owlishly at her he had never met someone who could be sad one minuet and then be perfectly fine the next. 'There's somth'in odd abou't this girl…'he thought as he continued to stair at her and blink. 'This is why I hate women.'
Before he could say anything though Miaka looked at the ground and her watery eyes began to sparkle with hope. 'Women!' he thought darkly 'always too weak to do things fer themselves-' he stopped abruptly in mid thought however when he heard the next sentence that popped out of her mouth.
"The floor… It's completely dirt… we can dig out, yokata (I'm glad.)" she said excitedly as she began to paw at the floor disturbing the dirt that lay on top.
Tasuki sighed it would take forever that way… "Here." He said as he gently but firmly picked her up and moved her to the side.
'What's he doing?' she wondered as he set her down.
"REKKA SHINE!" he shouted as he pulled his Tensen back and swung it forward. Miaka who had been watching closely with curiosity was nearly blinded by the sudden burst of light that filled the entire dungeon lighting it as brightly as the sun.
After several blinding minuets the light went out and darkness over came once more.
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Meanwhile in the guard's station, a group of them were calmly playing a game of poker ignoring the inferred security cameras footage that were on several small screens that were laid out in front of two wooden chairs. The chairs them selves were of a very hard oak wood and had a few nails sticking out of the back so that if one rested against it they would 'get the point' quite clearly.
The men laughed as another game came to a close, when a bright red color caught the attention of one of them, "Hey guys! Look!" he called. They all glanced over as the set their cards down,
" What is it?" one man asked.
"Well… l-look for your selves…"
The group reluctantly came over and all of their faces paled, the girl was gone…
To be continued….