Miaka: A Lost Soul
Chapter 6: Love Triangle
All characters, unless specified (ex: Suki, Kaze), are copywrite Watase Yuu.
*Pre-chapter note* YAY! Finally an update for you on the Tamahome/Miaka/Suki scene, which will now be called the TMS Love Triangle. Also, any of those who were confused by the last chapter, YES Lord Ekoden is Nakago. Now on with the story!
Location: The Palace in Konan
Miaka slowly opened her eyes, her eyelids feeling as if they were being pulled down by heavy weights. She looked to her left, and winced at the bright red cloth in front of her, her head throbbing in acute pain. Her eyes closed again, but when she re-opened them, she took in the face of one of the most gorgeous people she had ever seen. For the moment she did not care that she knew the person because she was so entranced by the magic of the beauty that eminated from him. 'Or is this person a woman? ' she thought to herself.
The person was profiled to her. Their long, dark hair flowed down the sides of their face and fell upon a scarlet kimono. Then Miaka remembered the blurred image she saw before passing out. "You were the one I ran into!" she said.
Startled, the person turned. "You're awake," the man said matter-of-factly. He bent down to take Miaka into his arms, causing her to scoot back. Miaka tensed as the pulsating pain came back, and then lay down again.
Tamahome stepped up beside the bed. "You knew him before, Miaka. This is the Emperor of Konan, Hotohori."
Miaka saw Tamahome and turned her face away. Her face reddened as she remembered his betrayal. At that moment, she felt as if she never wanted to see his face again, let alone hear his deep, sensual voice. Or maybe she did want to see and hear him again, but only if she could watch his eyes sparkle with sincerety and hear him tell her that what she had seen was just a huge mistake. 'But you DID see him kiss her', she told herself, and decided to attempt to build a barrier to her heart, at least until she could find a way to regain her memories and remember who she was and why he had such a large affect on her.
When Miaka turned and faced the two men again, they were whispering to eachother, about her no doubt. She watched as the Emperor left the room, followed by two of his guards. Then she watched Tamahome walk back towards the bed and sit in a chair. "Mi-"
She cut him off mid-sentance. "Don't talk to me," she said, then looked away, frowning.
"Look, you have to hear me out Miaka. I know that what you saw looked pretty bad." Tamahome reached over in attempt to touch her arm, but she pulled away.
Miaka glared at him with a look of a mixture of anger and sadness. "What I saw looked REALLY bad, Tamahome." She choked while saying his name, then began again. "You told me you love me. Who DO you love? Just tell me if you love her before I fall in love with you."
Those words cut through his heart. "You don't love me, Miaka?"
She was caught aback. "I...I don't know. I think maybe I once did; I feel something like that deep inside. But I don't know now." Miaka looked down and a single tear skimmed across her cheek.
Tamahome reached up and wiped away her tear. "You need to know that I feel nothing more for Suki than a brother feels for his sister. When Mitsukake brought her in, she was in need of a friend, and I was there for her. But I love YOU, Miaka, and only you. I will do all I can to prove that to you, no matter how long it takes. And I will help you get your memories back, whatever the cost, and when you have them, you will remember what we shared."
Miaka didn't try to stop Tamahome when he bent down and crushed her lips with his, the kiss seemingly given in despiration to make her believe what he had just told her. He then all but ran from the room, slamming the doors behind him, and leaving Miaka on the bed, reaching two fingers up to touch her kiss-swollen lips.
Tamahome looked up at Hotohori after the doors closed loudly and sighed. He looked like a rejected dog then, and said, "She still doesn't remember anything. She...needs time."
The Emperor put his hand on Tamahome's shoulder and attempted to comfort him. "Miaka will come around eventually. She will remember everything here. For now we will let her rest." He then ordered one of his guards to protect the room in which Miaka lay, and invited Tamahome to dinner with him, his wife, and his heir.
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Still drying her tears, Suki sat alone in the garden while feeling sorry for herself. 'What does Miaka have that I don't?' she wondered. 'I'm much more beautiful than that skinny little girl, and much more of a woman, too. I bet I could win Tamahome's heart yet. But how to do that?'
She sat there pondering, then came up with an idea. Suki knew that Miaka didn't have her memories of being in love with Tamahome, so if she could prevent her from re-gaining them, she could make her own loving memories with him. All the while, she could pretend to be Miaka's friend so that nobody would sespect a thing, and in the end, she would have Tamahome all to herself. She walked towards Miaka's room.
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After Tamahome's abrupt exit, and after calming herself down and trying to think of anything but him, Miaka took to studying the room she was in. It was lavashly decorated with silken fabrics and vivid colors, no doubt a room fit for someone of high status. She noticed that an old brown object sat in a large, extravigant chair at the other end of the room.
Her vision was still slightly blurred from her fall, and although she knew it would be against what was best for her health, curiosity took over. Miaka pushed the sheets away from her and swung one leg over the bed, ignoring the dull pain in her skull. She swung the other one over, then planted them on the ground and stood up.
A small wave of dizzyness almost made her think twice about walking the 15 feet across the large room just to see what was in the chair, but her curiousness would not let her lay back down. She half stumbled to the chair and found an old brown bear sitting in it. Her head cocked to the side, and she almost thought she saw an image of her giving it to the Emperor for a split second, then shook the image away.
Another thing was brought to Miaka's attention. Next to the chair was a small table, and on it was a framed picture. She picked it up and looked at it then gasped as she looked at an image of her with the bear in her arms, and Tamahome, the Emperor and five other men with standing around her.
The picture fell to the floorand the glass shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces. Miaka fainted on the spot, crumpling onto the floor, just as Suki walked into the room. Suki ran to Miaka, bent over her and half smiled.
Just then, Hotohori and Tamahome, along with the two guards, came running into the room after hearing the picture break. The two Suzaku Seishi looked at the smiling Suki, who hadn't even noticed them, in astonishment. Without delay, Hotohori pointed at Suki and commanded his guards. "Arrest her!"
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!! As always, comments and criticism are welcome. Thank you for reading. Be ready soon for the next installment of the story.
Chapter 6: Love Triangle
All characters, unless specified (ex: Suki, Kaze), are copywrite Watase Yuu.
*Pre-chapter note* YAY! Finally an update for you on the Tamahome/Miaka/Suki scene, which will now be called the TMS Love Triangle. Also, any of those who were confused by the last chapter, YES Lord Ekoden is Nakago. Now on with the story!
Location: The Palace in Konan
Miaka slowly opened her eyes, her eyelids feeling as if they were being pulled down by heavy weights. She looked to her left, and winced at the bright red cloth in front of her, her head throbbing in acute pain. Her eyes closed again, but when she re-opened them, she took in the face of one of the most gorgeous people she had ever seen. For the moment she did not care that she knew the person because she was so entranced by the magic of the beauty that eminated from him. 'Or is this person a woman? ' she thought to herself.
The person was profiled to her. Their long, dark hair flowed down the sides of their face and fell upon a scarlet kimono. Then Miaka remembered the blurred image she saw before passing out. "You were the one I ran into!" she said.
Startled, the person turned. "You're awake," the man said matter-of-factly. He bent down to take Miaka into his arms, causing her to scoot back. Miaka tensed as the pulsating pain came back, and then lay down again.
Tamahome stepped up beside the bed. "You knew him before, Miaka. This is the Emperor of Konan, Hotohori."
Miaka saw Tamahome and turned her face away. Her face reddened as she remembered his betrayal. At that moment, she felt as if she never wanted to see his face again, let alone hear his deep, sensual voice. Or maybe she did want to see and hear him again, but only if she could watch his eyes sparkle with sincerety and hear him tell her that what she had seen was just a huge mistake. 'But you DID see him kiss her', she told herself, and decided to attempt to build a barrier to her heart, at least until she could find a way to regain her memories and remember who she was and why he had such a large affect on her.
When Miaka turned and faced the two men again, they were whispering to eachother, about her no doubt. She watched as the Emperor left the room, followed by two of his guards. Then she watched Tamahome walk back towards the bed and sit in a chair. "Mi-"
She cut him off mid-sentance. "Don't talk to me," she said, then looked away, frowning.
"Look, you have to hear me out Miaka. I know that what you saw looked pretty bad." Tamahome reached over in attempt to touch her arm, but she pulled away.
Miaka glared at him with a look of a mixture of anger and sadness. "What I saw looked REALLY bad, Tamahome." She choked while saying his name, then began again. "You told me you love me. Who DO you love? Just tell me if you love her before I fall in love with you."
Those words cut through his heart. "You don't love me, Miaka?"
She was caught aback. "I...I don't know. I think maybe I once did; I feel something like that deep inside. But I don't know now." Miaka looked down and a single tear skimmed across her cheek.
Tamahome reached up and wiped away her tear. "You need to know that I feel nothing more for Suki than a brother feels for his sister. When Mitsukake brought her in, she was in need of a friend, and I was there for her. But I love YOU, Miaka, and only you. I will do all I can to prove that to you, no matter how long it takes. And I will help you get your memories back, whatever the cost, and when you have them, you will remember what we shared."
Miaka didn't try to stop Tamahome when he bent down and crushed her lips with his, the kiss seemingly given in despiration to make her believe what he had just told her. He then all but ran from the room, slamming the doors behind him, and leaving Miaka on the bed, reaching two fingers up to touch her kiss-swollen lips.
Tamahome looked up at Hotohori after the doors closed loudly and sighed. He looked like a rejected dog then, and said, "She still doesn't remember anything. She...needs time."
The Emperor put his hand on Tamahome's shoulder and attempted to comfort him. "Miaka will come around eventually. She will remember everything here. For now we will let her rest." He then ordered one of his guards to protect the room in which Miaka lay, and invited Tamahome to dinner with him, his wife, and his heir.
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Still drying her tears, Suki sat alone in the garden while feeling sorry for herself. 'What does Miaka have that I don't?' she wondered. 'I'm much more beautiful than that skinny little girl, and much more of a woman, too. I bet I could win Tamahome's heart yet. But how to do that?'
She sat there pondering, then came up with an idea. Suki knew that Miaka didn't have her memories of being in love with Tamahome, so if she could prevent her from re-gaining them, she could make her own loving memories with him. All the while, she could pretend to be Miaka's friend so that nobody would sespect a thing, and in the end, she would have Tamahome all to herself. She walked towards Miaka's room.
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After Tamahome's abrupt exit, and after calming herself down and trying to think of anything but him, Miaka took to studying the room she was in. It was lavashly decorated with silken fabrics and vivid colors, no doubt a room fit for someone of high status. She noticed that an old brown object sat in a large, extravigant chair at the other end of the room.
Her vision was still slightly blurred from her fall, and although she knew it would be against what was best for her health, curiosity took over. Miaka pushed the sheets away from her and swung one leg over the bed, ignoring the dull pain in her skull. She swung the other one over, then planted them on the ground and stood up.
A small wave of dizzyness almost made her think twice about walking the 15 feet across the large room just to see what was in the chair, but her curiousness would not let her lay back down. She half stumbled to the chair and found an old brown bear sitting in it. Her head cocked to the side, and she almost thought she saw an image of her giving it to the Emperor for a split second, then shook the image away.
Another thing was brought to Miaka's attention. Next to the chair was a small table, and on it was a framed picture. She picked it up and looked at it then gasped as she looked at an image of her with the bear in her arms, and Tamahome, the Emperor and five other men with standing around her.
The picture fell to the floorand the glass shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces. Miaka fainted on the spot, crumpling onto the floor, just as Suki walked into the room. Suki ran to Miaka, bent over her and half smiled.
Just then, Hotohori and Tamahome, along with the two guards, came running into the room after hearing the picture break. The two Suzaku Seishi looked at the smiling Suki, who hadn't even noticed them, in astonishment. Without delay, Hotohori pointed at Suki and commanded his guards. "Arrest her!"
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I hope you enjoyed this chapter!!! As always, comments and criticism are welcome. Thank you for reading. Be ready soon for the next installment of the story.