Disclaimer: Don't own Fy. Poor me and the rest of us who wish we owned Fy.

Well, I'm back! My Christmas was cool, and I hope yours was too! And we actually got SNOW!!! A rare occurrence in my home city! But, I did have to stay home (there was about 2 feet of snow the next day, so really...), but it was snow!!!!

Eeeeeeeee! Next chappie! I have somewhat of a plot now, although I still need to figure out what happens in it! Then, I need to figure out the after part, between what I have planned and what will be planned. Then, knowing me, I'll change it ten-fold. Oh well. Enjoy!

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"So, let me get this straight: for the past week, you've had two nightmares, and in both, Taka disappeared and you've heard a voice telling you to come, right?" I sighed at Yui-chan. It was two in the morning, and I woke up- again- in a cold sweat, due to a nightmare. I knew Yui-chan would home, considering the fact she was no longer allowed to travel anywhere or go to work. Both Tetsuya and her doctor had stopped her from working last week, until she gave birth. I think it has to do with the twins she's carrying, because an old friend of mine was expecting a while ago, and she worked until about a month or so before she gave birth. Well, Yui-chan is expecting twins, and my friend was pregnant with only one child, so...

"Yes, Yui-chan. But what does it mean?" That was the thing that worried me the most. I knew the voice hadn't belonged to Suzaku, because his voice was much, much deeper, and it hadn't been Taka. But, just like last time, the voice sounded so familiar. But this time, it felt much... warmer? It was as if someone really did care about my life and me.

"Miaka, only time will tell." I hate it when people are so vague. But, we did have a reason for being so vague. We had no idea what was going on.

"But, Yui-ch- oww!" As I tried to reason with Yui-chan, my leg twitched for a moment. And it twitched painfully. It had never done that before, and all of a sudden, a flash of pain ran through my right leg. And my right leg was the leg damaged the most.

"Miaka, are you alright?" I heard concern in Yui-chan's voice, and knew she heard me cry out in pain.

"Yeah, I think I am." As soon as it appeared, the pain disappeared, and it hadn't chosen to come back. Well, at least yet anyways. "My leg just... well... it started to hurt, an-"

"Then tell a nurse!"

"But, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Miaka, what are we going to do with you? If it bugs you, then tell someone! And didn't you mention something about your doctor being Mitsukake?"

"He doesn't remember anything! But, I have a feeling that once he regains his memories, he'll be able to take care of my legs and get me out of this place!"

"You're worried about something, aren't you?"

"Actually, yeah, I am. I don't want to go broke taking care of these hospital bills!" As much as I tried to be nice when I said that last line, it came out as a snap, and I heard Yui-chan take in a quiet, yet noticeable breath. "Aww... Yui-chan. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to snap at all. I just hate this place. There's nothing to do, and you know I just hate sitting around, doing nothing. It's just... aggravating."

"It's ok Miaka," I heard her say after a moment. "But with all your talk of how much you hate the hospital, you're getting me upset for when I have to deliver these two!"

"I'll bring you a book." Yui-chan laughed at me, and I knew I was forgiven.

"So, you'll be out of there by the time I'm ready to give birth?"

"I'll try. But, I don't know if I'll be there in time." Yui-chan questioned why, and I told her that I had decided to find each and every one of my seishi. She listened to me without interrupting me the entire time, and then she let out a small sigh again, which I took as a bad sign.

"Do you have an idea of where to start?"

"A bit- but I need Sage and Heather to help me out."

"What about that one girl... what was her name again?"

"Kayla?"

"Yeah, that's it. Do you think she has any involvement with your seishi?"

"I hope so. Maybe she'll lead me to someone."

"Well, let's think. You've found Hotohori, Chiriko, and Mitsukake. You need to find Chichiri, Tasuki, and Nuriko. I doubt that Kayla- if she's connected- has anything to do with Tasuki. Nuriko, maybe, considering he was in the harlem. Or maybe she's a girl from his past. And then there's Chichiri. You mentioned once about his past fiancée, and then there was that entire thing with Hikou. So, out of the two mentioned- excluding Tasuki- which do you think Kayla might be related with?" Yui-chan is way too logical.

"You really need to stop thinking."

"Miaka, I'm home alone pregnant. What else is there for me to do?" I laughed, and thought for a moment.

"I would have to guess... I have no idea! The only thought coming to my head is who is she, because I know I've seen her somewhere. I... I think I remember when, but not where."

"Then when? Because you didn't know the entire truth about Chichiri's fiancée until Tenkou had came around, and-"

"Oh my God!" I cried out in shock. "I found Chichiri!"

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After Yui-chan and I had tried to plot (read: tried), I fell asleep, exhausted. I could not think anymore. I ended up thinking much more than I had wanted to, and I was exhausted by the lack of sleep for the past few days. The dreams I kept having every few nights was cutting in on my sleep badly, because after I had one, I'd spent hours awake, trying to think of what they all meant. In fact, they had gotten so bad that Onii-chan had picked me up a notebook and told me to use it to remember what I had dreamt. With no offense to him, I had no intention of using it. I knew, that by the intensity of hurt I felt each time Taka felt, and then the warmth, happiness, and pure joy that replaced, each dream would always be held in my heart.

And it wasn't until nine that I woke up, and was almost disappointed that I hadn't had another dream, that I realized that there was something going on. And it wasn't in the hospital, because everything had it's normal bustle in the morning, but it was as if I had felt it in my very soul, where the essence of all my love for everyone- especially Taka- came from. And it was painful, waking up and realizing no one was there beside me, which struck me as odd, considering the fact that I thought I had gotten used to Taka not being next to me when I sleep.

"So, you're up now?" I looked up at Sage, and smiled at her face, which showed the slightest bit of sympathy. "Got your breakfast." Blah. No wonder she had that look on her face. I love eating, but this food... yuck!

"Hey, out of mere curiosity, when is Kayla coming back again? It was fun, talking with her and you and Heather yesterday." I was speaking the truth there- I did have fun with Kayla, Heather, and Sage. I didn't find out if Kayla was connected with Chichiri, due to the fact that the four of us kept talking, but I had plans to find out if Kayla was connected to my seishi, and I needed to know when she was coming back.

"Yeah, it was, wasn't it? Well, I got a call from her this morning, and her mother-in-law's sick with something, and Kayla and her husband are going out to take care of her." Oh. Guess I can't see if it really is Chichiri.

Sage left me in my room as I attempted to eat my breakfast, but I lost my appetite every time I ate this stuff, so I called Onii-chan and Mayo-chan, and begged for real food. They agreed whole-heartedly, knowing my battle with this food here, and how much I hated it, despite my gluttonous appetite. We hung up laughed, and I savored the moment, where it was as if nothing had ever happened, and the happiness held my heart, and there was nothing wrong. But there truly was something wrong, and I had no idea if I could be fixed up enough to be able to mend the wound left in my heart by Taka's unexpected death. And no matter how much I could hide it, the wound would still be present in my heart.

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"My savior!" I cried out as a joke as Onii-chan and Mayo-chan each walked in with a bag of food. I tried to pick up my legs, but the same flash of pain from earlier- only a bit more painful- ran through my legs, causing me to do more than wince. Onii-chan, who had dropped the bag on my table just before I cried out in pain, ran over to my bed, trying to sense out why I was massaging my legs, which I was doing to regain feeling.

I laughed a bit, and came up with a lie on the spot, trying to avoid them from worrying even more. "Charley horse," I said meekly, and almost pathetic. Only I don't think Onii-chan or Mayo-chan took it, due to the suspicious looks upon their faces.

"Are you sure you're alright Miaka?" I looked up at Mayo-chan, and smiled, trying to block out the fleeting pain, which decided to return.

"Yeah, I'm fine!" I smiled broadly, and waved Mayo-chan over, and stole the bag rested on her hip. I smiled when I opened it, only to discover some of my favorite foods nestled in the bag.

After I ate to my heart's content, I took whatever was left and put it on the table near my bed, and tried to get up. However, my legs refused to work. I sighed, and sat back on my pillow, depressed because I wanted my legs back and working. I stared up at Onii-chan, and sighed. He was about to say something, but then he stopped, and looked as though he had just remembered something. And by the look on his face, it must've been important.

"I am so sorry, but I need to take care of something right now," he said as he hurried out of the room, only stopping of grab his coat. Mayo-chan and I sighed, and looked at each other.

"So you know what he's doing, Miaka?"

"No idea. You?"

"Nope." After much guesswork on what he could be doing, we switched on the TV, and watched game shows until lunch, when Onii-chan returned with fast food. And plenty of it.

"Ok, what is going on?" I demanded to know. Onii-chan simply smiled, and gave me the bag. But, for the first time, I turned it down, and demanded to know why he left. He simply smiled, and told me he'd tell- or show- me later. That got me suspicious. Onii-chan was up to something, although I didn't know what.

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"Miaka, wake up," I heard Sage say to me the day after Onii-chan's mysterious appearance. "You need to get up, because you have to see the doctor so he can see if your legs are working, and then you need to go to physical therapy." Great, just what I needed. I wanted sleep, not to work my legs and see if I can walk anytime soon. Let me walk later, I want to sleep.

But, I couldn't follow my heart, so I got up as best as I could, and pulled on a pair if sweatpants and a t-shirt. I brushed my hair back into a ponytail, and was content with the way I looked. 'This isn't a beauty pageant, it's a hospital' I screamed to myself silently as I was almost forced to put on the tiniest bit of makeup.

As Sage carted me off, I stared at my surroundings, noticing it to be early in the morning. I smiled slightly, liking the quiet, and wished I had time to eat something, even the nasty food they served here. But, by the time my visit with the doctor (who happened to be Mitsukake and Chiriko, coincidentally!) was over, I lost my appetite over how bruised my legs were now looking. They were much better than when I first woke up, but they still looked nasty. I also got some stitches out, from some of the surgeries I had when I first got here, and that also contributed to the lost appetite.

Physical therapy made my day a bit worse. By the time it was over, my legs were much more sore than I had ever felt, and ever nerve seemed to be alive and stinging, even though my legs still felt numb at times. I was regaining the feeling, Sage said, but it does come with a price. As I was wheeled back down to my room, the nerves seemed to calm down, and they didn't sting anymore, but I really couldn't feel them either. As I stared off into space, a bit upset that my legs were going numb again, I heard Sage gasp, and looked up to where she was staring. She was staring at Nuriko.

Of course, it wasn't Nuriko. The man's hair was shorter, and he was only a bit taller than Nuriko was. But, he had the mole, the eyes, and a smile that only he possessed. I gazed at him, heedless, as I decided modern dress looked good on him. He wasn't cross-dressing, but his shirt and pants held a certain appeal only woman seem to pick up. As soon as he saw Sage, he turned from Heather, where his concentration was held, and turned toward us, his smile holding happiness.

I completely missed his name, as I tried to figure out the look in his eye just a second ago. Unlike Hotohori's gaze when he saw me, his eyes seemed almost shocked, although the rest of his face hid it. However, his eyes lost the look when Sage threw her arms around him. Heather took pity on me, and finished wheeling me off to my room, as Sage and Nuriko followed us. Even by the tone and pitch of his voice, it was Nuriko.

As Heather and Sage helped me onto my bed, Nuriko stood in the doorway, watching the three of us. Much to my dismay, the two refused to let me sit on the edge of my bed, as usual, with my legs dangling, and the almost forced me onto the pillow. We laughed as the work was finished, and Nuriko's look-alike stared at us.

As Sage and Heather left the room, Nuriko told them he'd catch up, and he had something to do. I expected him to leave, but he walked over to my bed, and stared at me.

"Do I know you?"

I stared for a moment, trying to find a way not to reveal anything. "What do you mean by that?" I was shocked by the fact he knew Japanese, and how clearly he spoke it.

He stood up, and stared at me. "I don't know where, but I know you. I've never even met you before, but I know you. Who are you?"

Just like Hotohori. "Miaka." I kept it simple, just in case.

"Now why does that sound familiar?" I heard him muse quietly. I caught every word, and knew why.

"If you don't know me, then why do you say you know me?" That confused me the most. Did he remember anything, unlike Mitsukake, Chiriko, and Hotohori?

"It's..." I stopped for the words, and tried to put what he wanted to say in words. "Do you ever have the feeling that you know someone, but you don't?" Ever time I see my seishi now. "I've seen you somewhere, but I-"

I felt so sorry for interrupting, but I needed to. "I grew up in Japan, and I rarely went outside the country." There. Maybe that will help.

"Did you have to wear a uniform when you were younger?" Odd question to someone, but I knew what he was talking about.

"Yeah. A brown skirt and jacket combo, and a plaid skirt and green jacket." I knew from that last question he knew something, but how much he remembered was way beyond me.

He was pacing the room, and stopped for a moment, taking in what I said. He whipped around, and stared at me. "Miaka..." he said quietly, before sitting down. "Why does that name sound so familiar?"

I stared at him, and drew my knees up to me chest. Every little motion with his hands was him, and every look he used to me was him. "Nuriko," I said quietly, not expecting him to hear. I said it accidentally, just because. As soon as he said it, he stared at me, and stood up, and sat on the side of my bed. His eyes shone of reconization and confusion, and he asked me one question.

"What did you say?"

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Now, who is evil? I am so sorry to end it there, but I have no inspiration to continue with Miaka and Nuriko's reunion, and I have to get ready to go out.

Chibi-Kaz: Yes, you are right. Tasuki does look very yummy during the ova. That was probably one of the reasons I bought it (besides the fact I needed to know if Tasuki really did have a mullet or not!). And you probably will be the first to say Tasuki and Miaka. I still won't reveal the pairing, but I still think it's fun to see what people think.

And please review!!!! Ja!

~Frenchie