Chapter 8: Unmei no Hoshiboshi no Ryuuten (The Destiny of Flowing Stars)
Daikonsen's head whirled around, suddenly sensing danger. *Oh no!* She watched in fear as their energy grew. "Tamahome!" He turned his head and they all say what they say. Here were two Seiryu warriors and they had the whole group of Suzaku soldiers cornered.
"Everyone!" His voice was so stern it scared Miaka. "Power up!"
"There's no time!" Chichiri cried. "We must prtect to Priestess!"
"Now!" Nuriko screamed, still shaken by almost losing his friend.
"Miaka!" Yui cried her ex-best friend's name. Suddenly everything went dead silent. Nothing but the locked eyes of the two Priestesses and the wind that blew softly exsisted.
"Yui..." Miaka stood, despite their pleas. "We were suppose to be friends."
"We were," she growled. "Now, we're not. Not after what you let happen to me." She held up her wrist, a scar raced across it. "You see this?!" she cried. "You caused this, you caused all my pain, you caused me the hate myself as much as I hate you!!!!!"
"I didn't know! I couldn't get back to you, because I didn't know! Yui, I'm sorry!!!!!" Tears struck her eyes. "I'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!... I'm so so sorry--" Before she could drop to her knees, overwhelmed by the emotions running through her, Tamahome wrapped his arms around her, holding her as close as he would allow himself.
"Miaka, listen to me," his lips parted as he whispered. "It wasn't your fault, she doesn't know what she's saying. She doesn't know that she's wrong. And I--"
"No, you're the one who doesn't know what their saying, Tamahome!" Yui scowled, "Miaka's to blame," her finger pointed at Miaka, "For everything! She's the reason I want to die, she's the reason I will never be happy, she's the reason no one ever will be, she's the one who made it so you don't love me!!!!!"
"Tamahome, she's right," Miaka's tears blurred her vision, blinded her from the truth. "If she had been the one to be stay and I had been sent back home, then it was her you would have fallen in love with. She would be the Priestess of Suzaku. She'd have so many friends. She'd be so loved. I would be the Priestess of Seiryu. I would have been the one hurt. And you would love her, not me!!"
"Miaka, no!" Daikonsen shouted running infront of her friend. "Tamahome loves you! You know that." She shook her head. "Yui's the one wrong! She created her own pain when she chose to hate you."
"No, it was her!!!!!" Yui cried. She grabbed a sword out of the hands of a soldier and ran towards Miaka.
The dark haired beauty stepped infront of the couple. "I wouldn't try it, Yui--" Densetsu challenged her. "There's no way you can fight against all of us."
"Uh!"
"Exactly!" Kakusei joined in. "Don't think for a minute that we will let you talk to our beloved Priestess like this." Her confidence was higher that normal. "You challenge her, and you challenge us!" She blinked at herself. "Woh!" She held her head. "Where did that come from?!?!"
"A little thing I like to call Suzaku..." Mirakuru had joined them and was more than ready to fight. "You wanna fight Yui?" She bent her knees and her hands went to fists. "Bring it on!"
"Mm..." Yui backed down. "I can't fight all of them." She looked to Nakago.
He nodded, eyes shut and then smiled. "It'll be my pleasure."
"I'll fight you again!" She concentrated for a moment and then looked to Nuriko.
He nodded, "You can do it."
"K..." She smiled and then felt her energy rise. "Bring it!"
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Within a split second he had her on her back. "Hmm!" A thud was heard by the seishi. "Eh!"
"You were saying?" He chuckled wickedly and then threw a fist in her stomach.
"Uhh!!!!!" She screamed and started coughing up blood. "Umm." He punched her again and again.
Her eyes caught his just for a moment. *Please, don't...*
"Nakago! Stop!!!!!" Miaka cried, burning with anger and sadness, holding on tightly to Tamahome. "Tamahome!! I can't bare to watch this!!!!!!!!"
"I know, just hang in there." He watched as his fighting partner and friend cried out in pain. "Damn this!!!!"
"Stop!!!! Daikonsen's eyes filled with tears again. "Mirakuru!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She zoomed back in time for a moment. A bright girl, a smiling face, big blue eyes, and a friend she'd never gave up on. Mirakuru and her had been best friends since they were little girls. They were cousins and were the first two to form their band, Unmei. She'd had always put a smile on her face everytime they were together. The gems on her forehead glowed the brightest they'd ever been. "Miraku-chan!"
Daikonsen ran to try and aid her friend and then found herself pinned to the ground. A woman the others had called Soi, looked furiously at her. "You shouldn't be so head strong, it could mean your end." She chuckled. And then with a hand ready to continue her lover's act, Daikonsen let out a scream that shattered Soi's energy. The gems grew brighter still and the area around her went red. Suzkau burned intensely on her forehead between the gems. As soon as the dust cleared, they all saw her as well as Densetsu there standing next to a barely conscious Mirakuru.
Everything was happening so fast that Nakago and the others retreated because of the damage down to their soldiers and their warriors, but not without one last blow. The other seishi had joined them and now helped a wounded Mirakuru. "Careful guys, it hurts a lot." She looked around and saw the many smiling faces that not only was she okay, but two out of four senshi had awakened to the power of Suzaku. Hotohori's eyes met hers and she found herself finding it harder and harder to avoid him. *Saihitei... Emperor of Konan... Hotohori... Suzaku Seishi... The man I--* In a quite bolt his sword was ramed into her stomach. "Uhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs. Looking down at her waist she saw that Hotohori wasn't the cause but a small, blad, seemingly psychic temple Priest of the Seiryu. "Hotohori--"
In a large burst of anger and fear he pulled the sword out of her and fell to his knees. His body shook and the others just looked on in horror. "I'm... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." His arms went around her and he held on to her. *You have to hang on!*
*If I even survive the rest of the day, how will I survive the night? We were suppose to start out for the Shinzaho today.*
*We'll stay here an extra day and then we'll see if you're any better.*
*We musn't delay the search. What if the Seiryu find it before us?*
*They won't and we'll send the others besides. It's alright, just don't give up on me. Not yet... Not now...*
*Hotohori--* She looked at him in pain. *I won't last the night, I know it and Mitsukake, can't heal me until tomorrow. I don't have enough strengh.*
*...* He smiled slightly, but a tear slipped down into his mouth. *I'll stay by you all of the night...*
Her eyes went wide and then normal, but so shinny. *Hoto--* She passed out as she did when she was attacked a few hours earlier.
"Hang on, Mirakuru, just hang on!" He turned to the others who nodded, ready to fight.
Daikonsen had found herself ready to kill anyone who dare hurt her friend. Suzaku still appeared on her forehead.
*You know what you must do...* A voice said to her, only to her.
*Yeah!* She thought without any concern for who the voice was. "I can't forgive you, Miboshi!"
The little demon caller laughed. "Poor little Guardian of the Beast God, Suzaku." He floated high above the others. Tomo stood contently next to a Wolf like creature, named Ashtati. His face paint couldn't hide the coldness of his heart. Soi smiled slightly amused by this girl's anger.
"Hmm!!!!!!" She sneared at him, in the upmost disrespect. "How dare you hurt her!" She ran directly at them. All of them. "How dare you hurt Mirakuru!!!!!!!" Rage burned within her heart. *I must fight. I must protect my friends and allies.* Fury became one with her and a fiery red glow became her aura. It was so brilliant that it shown on all the seishi's faces and well as the seishi of Seiryu. And then she came to a holt as Hotohori's sword came, in his hands stabbed her friend right through the chest, barely missing her heart.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Mirakuru cried aloud as she had just regained consciousness.
"Not again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hotohori yanked the sword away and threw (see, I can spell it right now! ^_^ yeah!) the holy weapon as far as he could manage. "Mirakuru!" He tried to remain calm and saw that the others also had a hard time holding their ground. But there was no reaction from the other two guardians of Suzaku. Densetsu could be anymore calm and Kakusei just stood there like a statue. But the girls were back to back watching the fight, their hands clenched tightly together and a scarlet glow encircled their fists. The gems barely at a whisp of light.
Nuriko character, the willow, glowed brightly and his hair swayed away from his face and up towards the sky. He was enraged as any of the others but his emotions had been surpressed for so long. *Stop hurting her!* "Mira-ko," as he had been calling her lately, "Mirakuru!!!!!!!" He shook his head vigorously. And wanted nothing more than to fight, but looked to Hotohori.
*I know you want to fight." Hotohori thought to him.
*Can't I?!* Nuriko watched his reaction.
"We'd only be in the way, Nuriko..." Hotohori let out a painful, angry sigh, even though underneath his collar the character of the star glowed as brightly as Nuriko's. Tasuki looked to Tamahome.
The young, violet-eyed fighter grunted fiercely and held back his anger.
*I want to help her, she's never fought before.* Kakusei saw the mental connection between the two.
*As well as I but we have to let her do it herself.* Tamahome saw the at risk Mirakuru, her deep, gasping breathes and the large opening in her shirt with a pieces of both Nuriko and Hotohori's clothes wrapped around her waist. He could feel the power rising from Daikonsen, her eyes the darkest he'd ever seen them, and the first time he'd ever seen her gems glow so brightly. Mirakuru felt his gaze and turned to him, blood coming down her forehead and mouth. Dirt and scratches blotted her face and body. *If I'm right about this, that girl used to give in very easily, but something tells me she would give in if she had nothing to loose.* He looked around him and saw the many characters of Suzaku glowing. Chiriko's foot, Mitsukake's hand, Tasuki's arm, Hotorhori's neck, Nuriko's chest, Chichiri's knee, and even his own forehead. *She won't give up this fight, no matter what!*
*I believe you're right, Tamahome.*
"Can't we do something?!" Chiriko cried. "Please, can't we help?!
"Yes! We must!!" Mitsukake had an unusual out burst of energy. And headed out to help his younger friend. Hotohori abrutly stopped him and looked at him. "Majesty?" And then he nodded returning to his place close the Chiriko, with a sigh, but all his prayers were for the safety of the inexperience, new members of the Suzaku team.
"Daikonsen!!!!!" Miaka cried, wanting to help, ready to fight if she had to, but knew this is one of the circumstances when she more useful as a spectater.
"Ready to dance?" Daikonsen asked and then shouted powerfully out at the sky. The ground shook beneath their feet and red sparks of lightning flared around her. The earth began to crack. Slowly but steadly the other two senshi walk foreword, wordlessly, silently, gracefully. Tasuki watched his lover step out into the heat of battle and was shocked as well as scared.
"Kaku--"
"Denset--" Chichiri looked at his new found love and was not to surprised in her but hoped she'd be alright. "Fight, but don't get hurt."
"Kakusei! Densetsu!" Miaka shouted almost ready to go after them.
"Let them go, Miaka." Tamahome pressed his hands to her shoulders and stopped her from moving, smiling softly. "I promise you they will be alright."
They both stood on either side of Daikonsen and almost as if they were one, Daikonsen stopped shouting and then after a few breath-taking moments, they all powered up together. The female warriors let out their repressed anger for their friend's pain in one loud scream and a blinding blast. The entire country of Konan may have been able to see the power of these true Suzaku warriors.
*For friendship--* Daikonsen thought.
*We will fight--* Kakusei continued.
*As one--* Densetsu finished.
And together they cried aloud, "For our destiny and the protection of our sister!" Mirakuru saw their determination and committment to protecting her and each other. With the protest of her body she stood up holding her chest with one hand and the other helping her keep her balance. The character of Suzaku appeared on both Kakusei's and Densetsu's foreheads'. The seishi were surprised with them but gave them their strength.
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Soon the girls had clasped and Mirakuru stuggled out to them. She looked at each and then saw the power burning inside of them. "Thank you, my sisters." And then she turned to the now weaked Seiryu warriors. "Mm."
"You're still alive?!" Miboshi glared.
"Do you really think that you could get rid of me so easily?" She grinned at them.
"No, not at all," he grinned right back, "I only thought you'd give into us, as you always do."
"Hmm." She frowned.
Yui stepped forward. "You can't treat my warriors so badly."
"Wanna shut me up?!" She asked sarcastically.
"I can!" She glared to her left. "Miboshi."
"Yes, Lady Yui. " He smirked and and then the pain in Mirakuru's stomach became even stronger than it had before.
"Ah..." She fell to her knees. *I have to get up, I can't be the one to give in, ever again. My friends didn't, so I won't either. I can't!* "Umm!!!" *Hotohori... Nuriko... Miaka... Tamahome... Tasuki... Chiriko... Mitsukake... Chichiri... Daikonsen... Kakusei... Densetsu.. Their all counting on me.
"I wish I could help you, but this is you're battle, not mine," Nuriko said to himself.
"As well as I, but I know this is something you must do yourself." Hotohori nodded.
She concentrated on the battle and not the pain. Looking back up at them she stood as close as she could be to standing and then, tears in her eyes, she fired one last blow and then fell exhaustedly to the ground.
Daikonsen's head whirled around, suddenly sensing danger. *Oh no!* She watched in fear as their energy grew. "Tamahome!" He turned his head and they all say what they say. Here were two Seiryu warriors and they had the whole group of Suzaku soldiers cornered.
"Everyone!" His voice was so stern it scared Miaka. "Power up!"
"There's no time!" Chichiri cried. "We must prtect to Priestess!"
"Now!" Nuriko screamed, still shaken by almost losing his friend.
"Miaka!" Yui cried her ex-best friend's name. Suddenly everything went dead silent. Nothing but the locked eyes of the two Priestesses and the wind that blew softly exsisted.
"Yui..." Miaka stood, despite their pleas. "We were suppose to be friends."
"We were," she growled. "Now, we're not. Not after what you let happen to me." She held up her wrist, a scar raced across it. "You see this?!" she cried. "You caused this, you caused all my pain, you caused me the hate myself as much as I hate you!!!!!"
"I didn't know! I couldn't get back to you, because I didn't know! Yui, I'm sorry!!!!!" Tears struck her eyes. "I'm sorry!!!!!!!!!!... I'm so so sorry--" Before she could drop to her knees, overwhelmed by the emotions running through her, Tamahome wrapped his arms around her, holding her as close as he would allow himself.
"Miaka, listen to me," his lips parted as he whispered. "It wasn't your fault, she doesn't know what she's saying. She doesn't know that she's wrong. And I--"
"No, you're the one who doesn't know what their saying, Tamahome!" Yui scowled, "Miaka's to blame," her finger pointed at Miaka, "For everything! She's the reason I want to die, she's the reason I will never be happy, she's the reason no one ever will be, she's the one who made it so you don't love me!!!!!"
"Tamahome, she's right," Miaka's tears blurred her vision, blinded her from the truth. "If she had been the one to be stay and I had been sent back home, then it was her you would have fallen in love with. She would be the Priestess of Suzaku. She'd have so many friends. She'd be so loved. I would be the Priestess of Seiryu. I would have been the one hurt. And you would love her, not me!!"
"Miaka, no!" Daikonsen shouted running infront of her friend. "Tamahome loves you! You know that." She shook her head. "Yui's the one wrong! She created her own pain when she chose to hate you."
"No, it was her!!!!!" Yui cried. She grabbed a sword out of the hands of a soldier and ran towards Miaka.
The dark haired beauty stepped infront of the couple. "I wouldn't try it, Yui--" Densetsu challenged her. "There's no way you can fight against all of us."
"Uh!"
"Exactly!" Kakusei joined in. "Don't think for a minute that we will let you talk to our beloved Priestess like this." Her confidence was higher that normal. "You challenge her, and you challenge us!" She blinked at herself. "Woh!" She held her head. "Where did that come from?!?!"
"A little thing I like to call Suzaku..." Mirakuru had joined them and was more than ready to fight. "You wanna fight Yui?" She bent her knees and her hands went to fists. "Bring it on!"
"Mm..." Yui backed down. "I can't fight all of them." She looked to Nakago.
He nodded, eyes shut and then smiled. "It'll be my pleasure."
"I'll fight you again!" She concentrated for a moment and then looked to Nuriko.
He nodded, "You can do it."
"K..." She smiled and then felt her energy rise. "Bring it!"
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Within a split second he had her on her back. "Hmm!" A thud was heard by the seishi. "Eh!"
"You were saying?" He chuckled wickedly and then threw a fist in her stomach.
"Uhh!!!!!" She screamed and started coughing up blood. "Umm." He punched her again and again.
Her eyes caught his just for a moment. *Please, don't...*
"Nakago! Stop!!!!!" Miaka cried, burning with anger and sadness, holding on tightly to Tamahome. "Tamahome!! I can't bare to watch this!!!!!!!!"
"I know, just hang in there." He watched as his fighting partner and friend cried out in pain. "Damn this!!!!"
"Stop!!!! Daikonsen's eyes filled with tears again. "Mirakuru!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She zoomed back in time for a moment. A bright girl, a smiling face, big blue eyes, and a friend she'd never gave up on. Mirakuru and her had been best friends since they were little girls. They were cousins and were the first two to form their band, Unmei. She'd had always put a smile on her face everytime they were together. The gems on her forehead glowed the brightest they'd ever been. "Miraku-chan!"
Daikonsen ran to try and aid her friend and then found herself pinned to the ground. A woman the others had called Soi, looked furiously at her. "You shouldn't be so head strong, it could mean your end." She chuckled. And then with a hand ready to continue her lover's act, Daikonsen let out a scream that shattered Soi's energy. The gems grew brighter still and the area around her went red. Suzkau burned intensely on her forehead between the gems. As soon as the dust cleared, they all saw her as well as Densetsu there standing next to a barely conscious Mirakuru.
Everything was happening so fast that Nakago and the others retreated because of the damage down to their soldiers and their warriors, but not without one last blow. The other seishi had joined them and now helped a wounded Mirakuru. "Careful guys, it hurts a lot." She looked around and saw the many smiling faces that not only was she okay, but two out of four senshi had awakened to the power of Suzaku. Hotohori's eyes met hers and she found herself finding it harder and harder to avoid him. *Saihitei... Emperor of Konan... Hotohori... Suzaku Seishi... The man I--* In a quite bolt his sword was ramed into her stomach. "Uhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She screamed out at the top of her lungs. Looking down at her waist she saw that Hotohori wasn't the cause but a small, blad, seemingly psychic temple Priest of the Seiryu. "Hotohori--"
In a large burst of anger and fear he pulled the sword out of her and fell to his knees. His body shook and the others just looked on in horror. "I'm... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..." His arms went around her and he held on to her. *You have to hang on!*
*If I even survive the rest of the day, how will I survive the night? We were suppose to start out for the Shinzaho today.*
*We'll stay here an extra day and then we'll see if you're any better.*
*We musn't delay the search. What if the Seiryu find it before us?*
*They won't and we'll send the others besides. It's alright, just don't give up on me. Not yet... Not now...*
*Hotohori--* She looked at him in pain. *I won't last the night, I know it and Mitsukake, can't heal me until tomorrow. I don't have enough strengh.*
*...* He smiled slightly, but a tear slipped down into his mouth. *I'll stay by you all of the night...*
Her eyes went wide and then normal, but so shinny. *Hoto--* She passed out as she did when she was attacked a few hours earlier.
"Hang on, Mirakuru, just hang on!" He turned to the others who nodded, ready to fight.
Daikonsen had found herself ready to kill anyone who dare hurt her friend. Suzaku still appeared on her forehead.
*You know what you must do...* A voice said to her, only to her.
*Yeah!* She thought without any concern for who the voice was. "I can't forgive you, Miboshi!"
The little demon caller laughed. "Poor little Guardian of the Beast God, Suzaku." He floated high above the others. Tomo stood contently next to a Wolf like creature, named Ashtati. His face paint couldn't hide the coldness of his heart. Soi smiled slightly amused by this girl's anger.
"Hmm!!!!!!" She sneared at him, in the upmost disrespect. "How dare you hurt her!" She ran directly at them. All of them. "How dare you hurt Mirakuru!!!!!!!" Rage burned within her heart. *I must fight. I must protect my friends and allies.* Fury became one with her and a fiery red glow became her aura. It was so brilliant that it shown on all the seishi's faces and well as the seishi of Seiryu. And then she came to a holt as Hotohori's sword came, in his hands stabbed her friend right through the chest, barely missing her heart.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Mirakuru cried aloud as she had just regained consciousness.
"Not again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Hotohori yanked the sword away and threw (see, I can spell it right now! ^_^ yeah!) the holy weapon as far as he could manage. "Mirakuru!" He tried to remain calm and saw that the others also had a hard time holding their ground. But there was no reaction from the other two guardians of Suzaku. Densetsu could be anymore calm and Kakusei just stood there like a statue. But the girls were back to back watching the fight, their hands clenched tightly together and a scarlet glow encircled their fists. The gems barely at a whisp of light.
Nuriko character, the willow, glowed brightly and his hair swayed away from his face and up towards the sky. He was enraged as any of the others but his emotions had been surpressed for so long. *Stop hurting her!* "Mira-ko," as he had been calling her lately, "Mirakuru!!!!!!!" He shook his head vigorously. And wanted nothing more than to fight, but looked to Hotohori.
*I know you want to fight." Hotohori thought to him.
*Can't I?!* Nuriko watched his reaction.
"We'd only be in the way, Nuriko..." Hotohori let out a painful, angry sigh, even though underneath his collar the character of the star glowed as brightly as Nuriko's. Tasuki looked to Tamahome.
The young, violet-eyed fighter grunted fiercely and held back his anger.
*I want to help her, she's never fought before.* Kakusei saw the mental connection between the two.
*As well as I but we have to let her do it herself.* Tamahome saw the at risk Mirakuru, her deep, gasping breathes and the large opening in her shirt with a pieces of both Nuriko and Hotohori's clothes wrapped around her waist. He could feel the power rising from Daikonsen, her eyes the darkest he'd ever seen them, and the first time he'd ever seen her gems glow so brightly. Mirakuru felt his gaze and turned to him, blood coming down her forehead and mouth. Dirt and scratches blotted her face and body. *If I'm right about this, that girl used to give in very easily, but something tells me she would give in if she had nothing to loose.* He looked around him and saw the many characters of Suzaku glowing. Chiriko's foot, Mitsukake's hand, Tasuki's arm, Hotorhori's neck, Nuriko's chest, Chichiri's knee, and even his own forehead. *She won't give up this fight, no matter what!*
*I believe you're right, Tamahome.*
"Can't we do something?!" Chiriko cried. "Please, can't we help?!
"Yes! We must!!" Mitsukake had an unusual out burst of energy. And headed out to help his younger friend. Hotohori abrutly stopped him and looked at him. "Majesty?" And then he nodded returning to his place close the Chiriko, with a sigh, but all his prayers were for the safety of the inexperience, new members of the Suzaku team.
"Daikonsen!!!!!" Miaka cried, wanting to help, ready to fight if she had to, but knew this is one of the circumstances when she more useful as a spectater.
"Ready to dance?" Daikonsen asked and then shouted powerfully out at the sky. The ground shook beneath their feet and red sparks of lightning flared around her. The earth began to crack. Slowly but steadly the other two senshi walk foreword, wordlessly, silently, gracefully. Tasuki watched his lover step out into the heat of battle and was shocked as well as scared.
"Kaku--"
"Denset--" Chichiri looked at his new found love and was not to surprised in her but hoped she'd be alright. "Fight, but don't get hurt."
"Kakusei! Densetsu!" Miaka shouted almost ready to go after them.
"Let them go, Miaka." Tamahome pressed his hands to her shoulders and stopped her from moving, smiling softly. "I promise you they will be alright."
They both stood on either side of Daikonsen and almost as if they were one, Daikonsen stopped shouting and then after a few breath-taking moments, they all powered up together. The female warriors let out their repressed anger for their friend's pain in one loud scream and a blinding blast. The entire country of Konan may have been able to see the power of these true Suzaku warriors.
*For friendship--* Daikonsen thought.
*We will fight--* Kakusei continued.
*As one--* Densetsu finished.
And together they cried aloud, "For our destiny and the protection of our sister!" Mirakuru saw their determination and committment to protecting her and each other. With the protest of her body she stood up holding her chest with one hand and the other helping her keep her balance. The character of Suzaku appeared on both Kakusei's and Densetsu's foreheads'. The seishi were surprised with them but gave them their strength.
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Soon the girls had clasped and Mirakuru stuggled out to them. She looked at each and then saw the power burning inside of them. "Thank you, my sisters." And then she turned to the now weaked Seiryu warriors. "Mm."
"You're still alive?!" Miboshi glared.
"Do you really think that you could get rid of me so easily?" She grinned at them.
"No, not at all," he grinned right back, "I only thought you'd give into us, as you always do."
"Hmm." She frowned.
Yui stepped forward. "You can't treat my warriors so badly."
"Wanna shut me up?!" She asked sarcastically.
"I can!" She glared to her left. "Miboshi."
"Yes, Lady Yui. " He smirked and and then the pain in Mirakuru's stomach became even stronger than it had before.
"Ah..." She fell to her knees. *I have to get up, I can't be the one to give in, ever again. My friends didn't, so I won't either. I can't!* "Umm!!!" *Hotohori... Nuriko... Miaka... Tamahome... Tasuki... Chiriko... Mitsukake... Chichiri... Daikonsen... Kakusei... Densetsu.. Their all counting on me.
"I wish I could help you, but this is you're battle, not mine," Nuriko said to himself.
"As well as I, but I know this is something you must do yourself." Hotohori nodded.
She concentrated on the battle and not the pain. Looking back up at them she stood as close as she could be to standing and then, tears in her eyes, she fired one last blow and then fell exhaustedly to the ground.