Okay, I know I do this every time but thanks for all the reviews! Thank you thank you thank you!!! Anyway, here's another chapter for those of you eagerly awaiting its arrival.
Miaka looked toward the door as she heard the lock shift and the handle start to turn. Who would bother with her? Wait…Tasuki…he did say something about himself and another person looking after her didn't he?
Tasuki stepped through the door, a very solemn look on his face. Miaka knew that look all too well, it was the same look she got when she was thinking deeply about something. She wasn't sure what it was, but something was definitely bothering the young man.
"Tasuki…is something wrong?"
"Huh?"
The question caught Tasuki off guard. Normally people didn't ask him what was wrong. It just wasn't done, not even by the female bandits, but then again, this wasn't one of the few female bandits. This was the Priestess of Suzaku. She was allowed to bend the rules.
"What makes ya think somethin's wrong?"
"Cause you have the same look on your face that I get when something is bothering me."
Tasuki looked the Priestess over from head to toe. She wasn't half bad for a girl. Maybe she would be able to help him after all. As he stared at the intent look in her eyes Tasuki felt himself feeling the weight of his young years. He was so tired of worrying, of being afraid of the only real father he had had, dying. He did his best to keep back the tears, but in the end he failed.
"Please Priestess of Suzaku, please, ya gotta help the boss. Ya can't let 'im
die, ya can't! He's the best boss we ever had he's like a father to me ya gotta help him. Ya just gotta!!!" Tasuki sobbed, falling to his knees and crying in Miaka's lap.
She looked down at the sobbing bandit and felt her heart aching for him. She knew what it was like, to be afraid of losing what you love. She ran her fingers through his flame red hair and whispered to him," It's alright. Everything will be alright."
Though secretly she was wondering if she really could save his boss. Everyone thought that she was the Priestess of Suzaku and that she had all these divine powers but…she didn't. She was just an ordinary person.
"You'll help 'im then?"
"I'll try but Tasuki-"
"Try…just please try…"
She would try, there was no doubt about that. Miaka would try her best to help
But there was no guarantee.
Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door. Tasuki stood, iron tessen in hand.
"Knock knock. Who's there? Why it's Koujii, best friend of Genrou!"
Tasuki could not keep the grin off his face. Koujii was his best friend, and one of the few people who could always make him laugh. The bandit entered the room a joking smile on his face which was quickly wiped away when he saw the Priestess of Suzaku.
He looked from Genrou to the Priestess and back again. What had they been talking about that made them look so solemn.
"You told 'er about the boss."
"Yeah."
"She gonna help 'im?"
"Why don't you ask me yourself," Miaka replied annoyedly.
She hated it when people talked about her as if she weren't standing in the room. It was kind of infuriating.
"Kind of feisty ain't she? Alright, fine Priestess, are ya gonna help the boss?"
Before Miaka could answer there were shouts from the hall.
"We're under attack!"
To be Continued…Please Review.
