Disclaimer: I do NOT own any of these characters, so don't sue me.
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Mad Power
By IceTiger3
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Tamahome did not recognize the girl at first but after a minute he remembered a short little girl with long, beautiful, black hair who always played with him when he was just a child. Her and her little sister Kashimi, who he considered his sisters, moved away from Tamahome's village when he was 8.
"Aishi?" Tamahome said shocked. "Oh my god, I haven't seen you for ages!"
"I know!" the girl exclaimed and hugged Tamahome tightly.
"So, how's it been? How's your family?" Tamahome said sitting down on a nearby stool. Suddenly the girl's face went blank.
"Father left us after we moved away, Mother died a year later and Lentsu committed suicide a day after mother's death; so it's just me and Kashimi now." Tamahome could see that Aishi was trying very hard to hide her sadness and hold in the tears, but it was just too hard. She burst into tears and released years of suffering and loneliness into Tamahome's shoulder.
"It'll be alright Aishi, don't worry. I'm here now and I won't let anything happen to you." Tamahome said wiping the tears off of Aishi's face and trying not to let his sadness overcome him. It had still been very painful to think of his family.
"Promise?" Aishi asked, trembling.
"Promise." Tamahome repeated. After he realized what he just said it was too late. Aishi's lips had already reached Tamahome's and she passionately kissed him. Images of Miaka raced through Tamahome's head. Her eyes, her lips, he was going to loose her forever. Perhaps he did not love her anymore. No, that's impossible. How could just one kiss change anything? But the strange warm feeling in his heart when he thought of her was gone. He had still not forgiven Miaka for what she did under the willow tree that night.
~Flashback~
*Tamahome was ambling through the forest that late evening. It was very warm and a light, cold drizzle made the weather feel heavenly. He had been coming back from his long walk and noticed two figures standing on the shore of the lake. It was already dark so it was hard to see who the people actually were. Tamahome casually strolled toward the lake. He looked at the moon lit face of the shorter figure and froze. It was Miaka standing pressed against Hotohori's strong body. She was out over the lake when Hotohori spoke.
"Miaka I am serious. I have never felt this close to anyone before. I love you with all my heart and I cannot live without you. I cannot stand to see you with Tamahome when you could be with me. I could give you so much more. Miaka, do you feel the same?" Hotohori's voice was calm and gentle, outlined with a twinge of jealousy.
"Hotohori, I love Tamahome," she said in a very faint voice. "I know that you feel this way about me but..."
"Miaka, do you love me??" he repeated and pressed her even closer to his body.
"I...I..." she did not finish that sentence because Hotohori had already started kissing her. She did not pull away or protest. She just stood there. Tamahome felt his heart stop. The feeling of sadness was quickly replaced by anger and he would have charged at Hotohori right there, right then, but he heard a few of Miaka's last murmurings.
"...love you Hotohori" she said and kissed him once more. She did not say the full phrase, but Tamahome knew what the beginning of the sentence was. How could she do this? Tears burned his eyes and as he turned around to leave he heard the deep breathing and the shuffle of clothes. He did not have to turn around to know what was happening. He simply walked back to camp and sat under an old oak tree. *
To be continued...
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AN: Ok this is my second chapter and it's getting a bit weird, hehe. If you are a Miaka/Tamahome fan, this fic is not for you, Sorry. Please review and remember that this is my first romance/angst fic. Thanks a lot ^.^
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Mad Power
By IceTiger3
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Tamahome did not recognize the girl at first but after a minute he remembered a short little girl with long, beautiful, black hair who always played with him when he was just a child. Her and her little sister Kashimi, who he considered his sisters, moved away from Tamahome's village when he was 8.
"Aishi?" Tamahome said shocked. "Oh my god, I haven't seen you for ages!"
"I know!" the girl exclaimed and hugged Tamahome tightly.
"So, how's it been? How's your family?" Tamahome said sitting down on a nearby stool. Suddenly the girl's face went blank.
"Father left us after we moved away, Mother died a year later and Lentsu committed suicide a day after mother's death; so it's just me and Kashimi now." Tamahome could see that Aishi was trying very hard to hide her sadness and hold in the tears, but it was just too hard. She burst into tears and released years of suffering and loneliness into Tamahome's shoulder.
"It'll be alright Aishi, don't worry. I'm here now and I won't let anything happen to you." Tamahome said wiping the tears off of Aishi's face and trying not to let his sadness overcome him. It had still been very painful to think of his family.
"Promise?" Aishi asked, trembling.
"Promise." Tamahome repeated. After he realized what he just said it was too late. Aishi's lips had already reached Tamahome's and she passionately kissed him. Images of Miaka raced through Tamahome's head. Her eyes, her lips, he was going to loose her forever. Perhaps he did not love her anymore. No, that's impossible. How could just one kiss change anything? But the strange warm feeling in his heart when he thought of her was gone. He had still not forgiven Miaka for what she did under the willow tree that night.
~Flashback~
*Tamahome was ambling through the forest that late evening. It was very warm and a light, cold drizzle made the weather feel heavenly. He had been coming back from his long walk and noticed two figures standing on the shore of the lake. It was already dark so it was hard to see who the people actually were. Tamahome casually strolled toward the lake. He looked at the moon lit face of the shorter figure and froze. It was Miaka standing pressed against Hotohori's strong body. She was out over the lake when Hotohori spoke.
"Miaka I am serious. I have never felt this close to anyone before. I love you with all my heart and I cannot live without you. I cannot stand to see you with Tamahome when you could be with me. I could give you so much more. Miaka, do you feel the same?" Hotohori's voice was calm and gentle, outlined with a twinge of jealousy.
"Hotohori, I love Tamahome," she said in a very faint voice. "I know that you feel this way about me but..."
"Miaka, do you love me??" he repeated and pressed her even closer to his body.
"I...I..." she did not finish that sentence because Hotohori had already started kissing her. She did not pull away or protest. She just stood there. Tamahome felt his heart stop. The feeling of sadness was quickly replaced by anger and he would have charged at Hotohori right there, right then, but he heard a few of Miaka's last murmurings.
"...love you Hotohori" she said and kissed him once more. She did not say the full phrase, but Tamahome knew what the beginning of the sentence was. How could she do this? Tears burned his eyes and as he turned around to leave he heard the deep breathing and the shuffle of clothes. He did not have to turn around to know what was happening. He simply walked back to camp and sat under an old oak tree. *
To be continued...
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AN: Ok this is my second chapter and it's getting a bit weird, hehe. If you are a Miaka/Tamahome fan, this fic is not for you, Sorry. Please review and remember that this is my first romance/angst fic. Thanks a lot ^.^