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            "W-where's Miaka?" Tamahome asked angrily turning to Mitsukake.

            The Doctor's silence only made his fury rise all the more.

            "WHERE IS SHE?!"

            "I don't know."

            "What do you mean you don't know? You're the damn doctor! Aren't you supposed to keep track of your patients?"

            "Tamahome calm down!" Nuriko said, holding him back," It's not his fault."

            "Is she…?"

            "No. I came out to check on her and she was just gone," Chiriko said.

            "Who could have-"

            But Hotohori did not finish his sentence for his mind suddenly flashed back on the twins and that…thing they had met on the road. Could they have…? But how did they get in without anyone sensing them? Surely they would have made some noise?

            "I checked all the locks this morning. They weren't broken, so they must have picked the locks somehow. Though I don't see how they could have gotten in without making any noise," Mitsukake said.

            "I don' care how they got in, I just care bout where they've taken Miaka," Tasuki said.

            The warriors looked at each other. Tasuki was voicing what they had all been thinking. Of course, that wasn't the only the only worry the warriors had, they also wondered what those men could be doing at that moment. If the cure had worked Miaka would still be weak, and there was no way she could defend herself.

            "Is there anyway we can pick up a trail?"

            Suddenly Tamahome gasped, his body going rigid.

            "Tamahome!!!"

            "Miaka?"

            The other warriors froze when they heard Tamahome speak.

            "Tamahome, what's going on?"

            Slowly Tamahome's body relaxed.

            "I know where they've taken her."

            When Miaka awoke she found herself in a large, dimly lit chamber. Where was she? How had she gotten here? The last thing she remembered was shielding Nuriko and…and then nothing.

            "I must have passed out," she thought.

            Miaka was so deep in thought that she did not even hear the door to the room open.

            "Feeling better, Priestess of Suzaku?"

            Miaka looked toward the doorway and found Amiboshi standing there. He carried a tray in his hands with a wonderful aroma floating from it.

            "I thought you might be hungry."

            The young boy approached the bed with tray in hands. Miaka sat up against the pillows, not so much weary as suspicious of the boy. After all, if she was here then he and his brother must have brought her here.

            "Don't worry, I won't hurt you," He said sitting the tray on her lap and sitting down beside her.

            "How do I know that?"

            He held up his hand in a mock salute.

            "Warrior's honor."

            Miaka couldn't help but grin. Still she eyed the food warily. Amiboshi picked up on what she was thinking.

            "It isn't poisoned if that's what you're thinking. I made it all myself."

            Miaka looked him over from head to toe. He was handsome in a way. He had a look in his eyes that made Miaka smile. She knew this young man did not like to battle others. Somehow she knew that he was a kind and gentle person. Fighting did not suite him.

            "Why are you being so nice to me?" Miaka asked.

            "I don't know…because I want to be…because you don't deserve harsh treatment."

            Miaka smiled and Amiboshi could not help but smile with her. It was one of those smiles that was so rare you had to smile back.

            "Where's your brother? I figured you two wouldn't ever be seen apart."

            "Suboshi? He's resting. The ride back was hard on him."

            "Oh. You're very close to your brother aren't you?"

            "Yes. We've had only each other since we were children. After our parents were killed, Suboshi and I came here. We've had a lot of rough times but…we've always had each other, so it didn't matter."

            "I'm sorry."

            "For what?"

            "Your parents. I shouldn't have asked."

            "It's alright. It's nice to have someone to talk to."         

            That afternoon Miaka and Amiboshi spent all afternoon talking and laughing. It was like finding a long lost friend.

            "Amiboshi! What are you doing here?"

            They both looked toward the door and the voice.

            "N-Nakago!"

            There in the doorway stood the tall, 6'3" blue-eyed, blonde haired General.

            "Get out Amiboshi. I need to speak with the Priestess alone."

            Hesitantly, Amiboshi exited the room.

            "Now, let's get down to business."

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