Ohh come on ppl, REVIEW!! And once ur done reviewing this, then review then
go read Love Rush! It's about Yui's love life, again. I just have so much
fun with her!
Disclaimer: If you heard I owned Fushigi Yuugi, you heard wrong, but feel free to keep passing the rumor =P
Chapter 2- warm feelings
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"Ta-Tatara." Miaka whispered. Was this real? Was Tatara, one of Byakko's seishi, standing in front of her? No, he had died; he was gone! His spirit left with the spirit of his love, Byakko no Miko; Keisuke saw it. Then how?
"Who are you?" He said looking at Miaka with suspicious eyes. 'Did she just call me Tatara?'
"Um, I'm Yui, and this is Miaka. You're Tsuonie Kasaru right?"
"Correct." He said, now placing his attention on Yui, who was smiling broadly, "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Well, Miaka's mom, Mrs. Yuuki, said that she hired you to tutor Miaka. She wanted Miaka to come meet you, and I just decided to tag along."
"Mrs. Yuuki? OH YES! I remember now. Please come in." He smiled once again, but still held a slightly suspicious gaze whenever he looked at Miaka. He led them into his apartment, sat them in a very stylish and comfy living room, and went off to get them some drinks.
"Miaka, what was wrong with you? Why did you mumble the name Tatara?" Yui said in a hushed voice.
"I've met him before Yui. His name is Tatara, but he's supposed to be dead!" Miaka said looking severely nervous.
"Quit fidgeting, and tell me where you met him before."
"I met him in the book. He was Byakko's seishi. Don't you remember?" Yui stopped and thought for a while. Tatara? She knew that name, and she had to admit that he did look familiar, but she still didn't see it.
"I can't remember. You know I lost my memory of the whole book thing after I was absorbed into Seiryuu."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry I forgot. He was the one who was protecting the Shinzaho, the mirror I told you about."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh trust me, I AM SURE!" Miaka said loudly.
"You're sure about what?" Tatara said walking into the room holding a tray with drinks.
"That I don't need a tutor." Miaka said covering up her conversation with Yui.
"What makes you say that?"
"Just the fact that I don't need one."
"Come on Miaka. You know that it would help you. Since we never get a chance to do homework together anymore I can't help you, maybe he can." Yui said.
"I'm doing perfectly well." Miaka retorted.
"If C's are perfectly well then sure!"
"Well no one's failed from a C."
"A C is just above a D."
"I'm glad you know your alphabet Yui, but I don't need a tutor."
"This won't take away your time with Takka, this will give you more time with him cause you won't spend as much time doing homework. You'll be getting help, so it'll speed up the process."
"You're one smart kid." Tatara commented, interrupting the conversation. The two girls blinked at him as if they just realized that he was still there.
"Not really." Yui mumbled.
"Not really my butt." Miaka said under her breath. Tatara just laughed this warm rich laugh. Yui had to look away from him to ensure that he didn't see her blush. 'He's so cute when he laughs.' she thought turning away.
"Well I got to go. I have homework. It was nice meeting you Mr.Tsuonie." Yui said standing to leave.
"Me too." Miaka said standing; looking quite annoyed.
"Walk home safely." He said taking Yui's hand in his own for a soft handshake. 'A nice warm handshake. God would I love to feel that hand over my body. No, NO! He's a tutor; he's probably like 40 and just looks like he's 18. That's it! He's 40. He's a dirty old man. I should be disgusted, but he's just so damn hot with those eyes and that black hair, and his relaxed composer, and his warmth, and the warm and comfy feeling of his apartment... OH I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!' Yui hastily drew away her hand, and swiftly walked to the door without turning to look back at him, and stood by the door while he shook Miaka's hand, "I hope you reconsider me tutoring you, Miaka."
Suddenly there he was beside Yui turning the knob on the door, and as he opened the door his gaze locked with hers and this connection surged between them. 'Jesus' Yui thought. She could smell him, smell his tempting cologne, she could see the calm and relaxed look in his eyes; she wanted to touch his cheek. It took all of her will power not to reach up and stroke his cheek. She had only known him for ten minutes! She needed to get away from him. Your not supposed to stroke the cheek of a stranger, it's just a little bit odd. So after staring into his eyes for a couple of seconds, Yui walked through the open door, and into the hall. 'Don't look back,' she thought to herself, 'Don't look back.'
Disclaimer: If you heard I owned Fushigi Yuugi, you heard wrong, but feel free to keep passing the rumor =P
Chapter 2- warm feelings
****************************
"Ta-Tatara." Miaka whispered. Was this real? Was Tatara, one of Byakko's seishi, standing in front of her? No, he had died; he was gone! His spirit left with the spirit of his love, Byakko no Miko; Keisuke saw it. Then how?
"Who are you?" He said looking at Miaka with suspicious eyes. 'Did she just call me Tatara?'
"Um, I'm Yui, and this is Miaka. You're Tsuonie Kasaru right?"
"Correct." He said, now placing his attention on Yui, who was smiling broadly, "Is there something I can help you with?"
"Well, Miaka's mom, Mrs. Yuuki, said that she hired you to tutor Miaka. She wanted Miaka to come meet you, and I just decided to tag along."
"Mrs. Yuuki? OH YES! I remember now. Please come in." He smiled once again, but still held a slightly suspicious gaze whenever he looked at Miaka. He led them into his apartment, sat them in a very stylish and comfy living room, and went off to get them some drinks.
"Miaka, what was wrong with you? Why did you mumble the name Tatara?" Yui said in a hushed voice.
"I've met him before Yui. His name is Tatara, but he's supposed to be dead!" Miaka said looking severely nervous.
"Quit fidgeting, and tell me where you met him before."
"I met him in the book. He was Byakko's seishi. Don't you remember?" Yui stopped and thought for a while. Tatara? She knew that name, and she had to admit that he did look familiar, but she still didn't see it.
"I can't remember. You know I lost my memory of the whole book thing after I was absorbed into Seiryuu."
"Oh, yeah. Sorry I forgot. He was the one who was protecting the Shinzaho, the mirror I told you about."
"Are you sure?"
"Oh trust me, I AM SURE!" Miaka said loudly.
"You're sure about what?" Tatara said walking into the room holding a tray with drinks.
"That I don't need a tutor." Miaka said covering up her conversation with Yui.
"What makes you say that?"
"Just the fact that I don't need one."
"Come on Miaka. You know that it would help you. Since we never get a chance to do homework together anymore I can't help you, maybe he can." Yui said.
"I'm doing perfectly well." Miaka retorted.
"If C's are perfectly well then sure!"
"Well no one's failed from a C."
"A C is just above a D."
"I'm glad you know your alphabet Yui, but I don't need a tutor."
"This won't take away your time with Takka, this will give you more time with him cause you won't spend as much time doing homework. You'll be getting help, so it'll speed up the process."
"You're one smart kid." Tatara commented, interrupting the conversation. The two girls blinked at him as if they just realized that he was still there.
"Not really." Yui mumbled.
"Not really my butt." Miaka said under her breath. Tatara just laughed this warm rich laugh. Yui had to look away from him to ensure that he didn't see her blush. 'He's so cute when he laughs.' she thought turning away.
"Well I got to go. I have homework. It was nice meeting you Mr.Tsuonie." Yui said standing to leave.
"Me too." Miaka said standing; looking quite annoyed.
"Walk home safely." He said taking Yui's hand in his own for a soft handshake. 'A nice warm handshake. God would I love to feel that hand over my body. No, NO! He's a tutor; he's probably like 40 and just looks like he's 18. That's it! He's 40. He's a dirty old man. I should be disgusted, but he's just so damn hot with those eyes and that black hair, and his relaxed composer, and his warmth, and the warm and comfy feeling of his apartment... OH I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE!' Yui hastily drew away her hand, and swiftly walked to the door without turning to look back at him, and stood by the door while he shook Miaka's hand, "I hope you reconsider me tutoring you, Miaka."
Suddenly there he was beside Yui turning the knob on the door, and as he opened the door his gaze locked with hers and this connection surged between them. 'Jesus' Yui thought. She could smell him, smell his tempting cologne, she could see the calm and relaxed look in his eyes; she wanted to touch his cheek. It took all of her will power not to reach up and stroke his cheek. She had only known him for ten minutes! She needed to get away from him. Your not supposed to stroke the cheek of a stranger, it's just a little bit odd. So after staring into his eyes for a couple of seconds, Yui walked through the open door, and into the hall. 'Don't look back,' she thought to herself, 'Don't look back.'