Okay, it's been forever but here's the new chapter, hope you enjoy!
** denotes a dream sequence
Miaka stared at the two young men. The taller of the two, clad in imperial robes approached her.
"I will not harm you," he said, seeing the way Miaka drew away from him," My name is Saihitei, though some would call me Hotohori, and I, am the emperor of this land."
"W-where am I?"
"You are in my palace. Tamahome brought you here."
"Tamahome."
Miaka looked past the handsome emperor to the young man who had rescued her. She took in his dark hair and shining eyes, his broad shoulders and narrow waist.
A rush of images so vivid rushed through Miaka's head as she stared at Tamahome that she had to look away. When she glanced up again from beneath her dark bangs a small smile played across Tamahome's face. What was wrong with her? Why was she feeling like this? And why was she thinking those things about Tamahome? She didn't even know him!
"You must be tires. We will leave you to your rest, but I will check on you later. For now, Tamahome and I have pressing matters to attend."
Miaka watched as the two young men exited the bed chamber before curling up beneath the warm blankets.
Tamahome. Hotohori. They were both so handsome, and so kind. They knew only her name and yet, they were taking care of her. With the images of both young men in her mind, Miaka drifted off to sleep.
**The air was heavily scented with the perfume of roses.
"Miaka."
"T-Tamahome."
He stood in a cascade of light, his arms outstretched, waiting to embrace her.
"Miaka…I've waited so long."
Miaka ran toward Tamahome and flung herself into his arms.
"Tamahome!"
Tamahome held Miaka tightly in his arms.
"Miaka, I love you so much.
The two gazed deeply into each other's eyes. Tamahome leaned in to kiss Miaka, the lightest of touches. **
Miaka bolted upright in bed, breathing hard. What-what was that? Why was she dreaming about Tamahome?
There was a light click then and the door to the room opened….
Mwa ha ha ha ha ha ! More to come!
