"A Pile of Ashes"
Chapter Two: A Sign of Peril
By: Lexie-chan
It was very late that night. We had so much fun that we lost track of time. Everybody was having a great time partying with us. I never felt this good for a very long time now. I like the idea of this reunion. Actually, the thing that I will surely treasure was the fact that my mother and I had finally reconciled. She had finally accepted me, forgiven me of my mistakes in the past.
Anyway, back at home, before sleeping, Taka and I had a run down of things. We were talking over a glass of coffee. It was past midnight but we still chose to have a chat rather than to sleep early, upon arriving.
"Hope you had a wonderful celebration today, Miaka. Though I find the celebration quite simple, hope you've still appreciated the effort I've done for you to be happy on your day."
I held Taka's hand then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. I looked straight to his eyes. "With or without a party, I will still feel the same. I am very glad to have you all near me."
"That's good to hear," Taka replied as he gave me a warm hug. It was a tender touch but it never failed to console me. It has protected me, made me secure and free from harm. "Now, go to sleep little angel. Have a rest. Good night."
"Good night Taka. Goodnight Kishuku," I returned back as I drifted to a blissful dream.
- - - o O o - - -
It was very late in the morning when I woke up. I was actually having a killer headache today. Guess it was because I drank too much last night at the party.
I checked baby Kishuku and saw a note on his crib.
'I'll be late today. Be working over time. I've prepared your breakfast by the way. It's on the table. Okay, gotta go Hon! Love you!'
I smiled as I slid the letter inside my pocket. Taka could be really thoughtful. "To make it up with him, I will make him dinner," I concluded as I went out the room and took a bite of what he had prepared for me. It was a good meal, by the way.
After eating, I proceeded to my room and watched a couple of films after I carried Kishuku by my side on the bed. It would be more fun to watch with him by my side. After a minute or so, somebody rang the doorbell.
"Now. who could be our visitor for today?" I tip toed towards the door and greeted Keisuke. He was holding something on his hand that practically caught my attention.
"Hey."
"Hey. Come in," I greeted. Keisuke went over the couch quite immediately. "Don't be so comfy! I've got lots to do!"
"Yeah right. you're just watching movies, that's all. Now I can tell that you are really busy." he teased.
"Bite your tongue brother. So, why not get on with it okay?" I hissed as I took a sit beside him. I was now nibbling my popcorn, one of the very few things I could actually cook right. Which reminds me, what could I serve Taka tonight? Bacon and egg? Nah. Doesn't look too appealing nor appropriate. say some cookies! Eww. up to now, I still can't perfect it and it would certainly not be enough to fill his stomach I suppose. what about--
"Here, take this," Keisuke told me flatly, interrupting my thoughts. He tossed me a small box wrapped delicately with an expensive red metallic wrapper.
I held the small box with my both hands, peering at it curiously. "And what is this exactly?"
"It's a gift from dad."
I looked at it for a moment as pain from the past came on pouring. The scene of yesterday was playing itself in my mind, without my consent. It gave me migraine. Why did he even bother? It's been over 7 years now. I've waited long enough for his return and I'm tired of it all, believing that he would somehow remember his family for once in his life. no, I had enough. I don't even want to take anything from him, not even a single centavo, and this gift was no different.
"I don't care. Throw it away for me if you please. I would appreciate it," I replied quite aggravated. Anything from father would be unacceptable. I will not forgive him for ever leaving his family. That is another thing that I will never forget and I refuse to forgive him even if he is still my blood related father.
"Oh. Miaka." Keisuke followed as he rubbed my back. "Don't be like that, it's still father. anyway, here's another gift from our step dad."
I immediately stood up from my sit then I looked back his way quite immediately and welcomed the gift with a broad smile and open arms.
"Che. too childish." he murmured under his breath.
"Oh shut up! Gosh, what could be inside this box?" I exclaimed excitedly. I untied the red ribbon gently and finally, I have opened the box to see a gorgeous necklace. It was an antique one but it's elegance resurfaced despite its old age.. "This is amazing." I went on as I examined the piece of treasure closely.
"Oh puh-lease Miaka, get a grip of yourself!"
I shot Keisuke a malevolent stare then focused my attention towards my gift again.
"He is really thoughtful, ne? What do you think Keisuke?"
Keisuke shrugged then nodded his head in response. I could sense that he's not yet fully open to the idea of our mother's second marriage to Mr. Tenkou Shiro but in my case, I have accepted it already. If that would make my mother happy, I wouldn't mind sharing her with another man she loves, though his name really gives me goose bumps all over my body. The name you see, reminds me of our encounter with Tenkou inside the book.
But let us just leave that topic for now. So, after admiring the beauty of the necklace, I noticed that Keisuke was a bit upset. I asked him why but he just winced from his sit unable to utter a single word. Was he sick or something. It's very unusual of him t be this quiet. You know my brother.
"Any problem? You look upset now." I asked comfortingly once again. "Or are you just jealous of this gift since you do not have one?" I kidded around.
"Excuse me?! Are you trying to piss me of?!" he retorted back angrily that brought him back to his old self. Glad to hear that.
"Why? Are you gonna pick up a fight with me? You wanna face my seishi?"
"Now. why bring them to our little chat, huh, Priestess of Suzaku?"
"Nothing much. guess I just miss them, all of them." I replied in a sad tone. I laid back and remembered them. I wished that they could have at least visited me in my dreams or even gave me a sign for me to know if they miss me or not since I'm dying to hear news from them. It's not easy to leave memories behind and besides, they can never be forgotten. Not after they've sacrificed their happiness for my own sake.
"Psst! Miaka, you still with me?"
"Oh. yeah. very much so! Haha!" I announced quite absentmindedly. But still, I wonder how they are all doing now. The last time, I saw their new body. Their reincarnation was not very bad especially in Nuriko's place. She's now a woman! And Chiriko with Mitsukake. Glad to know they are now doing fine together with the rebuilding of the Konan empire.
"You'll be in school next month right?"
"Yeah. a new change, a new life. I guess I could manage being a first year student again," I answered back with hope in my voice. This time, I will surely do good in my academics.
"Be good okay?" Keisuke reminded me while standing from the couch. He walked in front of me then tapped my head gently. "If you need help, don't hesitate to ask me. I know that you'll be facing a lot of painful things this semester so just drop me a call o'right? Ah. I think I should be leaving now."
"Thank you brother."
I looked at his retreating image with a smile on my face.
Disclaimer: okay. alright. Fushigi Yugi's not mine.. WWWHHHAAAHHH ! ! !
Authors note:
Yippee! Now, on with the third chapter! I know that nothing had really happened here but even still, there is something that would be later emphasized in the following chapters so wait for that oki?
As you can see, I've borrowed a character from Fushigi Yugi's OAV but I still hope confusion will not arise. And oh, I have also included Miaka's real father in this entry. I really don't know her father's background so the emotion Miaka portrayed for today was all made up. But anywayz, as the story progresses, I think I would still include the image of Miaka's dad from time to time. I dunno. whatevah :)
Guys, don't hesitate to review okay? Thank you for the time.
Chapter Two: A Sign of Peril
By: Lexie-chan
It was very late that night. We had so much fun that we lost track of time. Everybody was having a great time partying with us. I never felt this good for a very long time now. I like the idea of this reunion. Actually, the thing that I will surely treasure was the fact that my mother and I had finally reconciled. She had finally accepted me, forgiven me of my mistakes in the past.
Anyway, back at home, before sleeping, Taka and I had a run down of things. We were talking over a glass of coffee. It was past midnight but we still chose to have a chat rather than to sleep early, upon arriving.
"Hope you had a wonderful celebration today, Miaka. Though I find the celebration quite simple, hope you've still appreciated the effort I've done for you to be happy on your day."
I held Taka's hand then gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. I looked straight to his eyes. "With or without a party, I will still feel the same. I am very glad to have you all near me."
"That's good to hear," Taka replied as he gave me a warm hug. It was a tender touch but it never failed to console me. It has protected me, made me secure and free from harm. "Now, go to sleep little angel. Have a rest. Good night."
"Good night Taka. Goodnight Kishuku," I returned back as I drifted to a blissful dream.
- - - o O o - - -
It was very late in the morning when I woke up. I was actually having a killer headache today. Guess it was because I drank too much last night at the party.
I checked baby Kishuku and saw a note on his crib.
'I'll be late today. Be working over time. I've prepared your breakfast by the way. It's on the table. Okay, gotta go Hon! Love you!'
I smiled as I slid the letter inside my pocket. Taka could be really thoughtful. "To make it up with him, I will make him dinner," I concluded as I went out the room and took a bite of what he had prepared for me. It was a good meal, by the way.
After eating, I proceeded to my room and watched a couple of films after I carried Kishuku by my side on the bed. It would be more fun to watch with him by my side. After a minute or so, somebody rang the doorbell.
"Now. who could be our visitor for today?" I tip toed towards the door and greeted Keisuke. He was holding something on his hand that practically caught my attention.
"Hey."
"Hey. Come in," I greeted. Keisuke went over the couch quite immediately. "Don't be so comfy! I've got lots to do!"
"Yeah right. you're just watching movies, that's all. Now I can tell that you are really busy." he teased.
"Bite your tongue brother. So, why not get on with it okay?" I hissed as I took a sit beside him. I was now nibbling my popcorn, one of the very few things I could actually cook right. Which reminds me, what could I serve Taka tonight? Bacon and egg? Nah. Doesn't look too appealing nor appropriate. say some cookies! Eww. up to now, I still can't perfect it and it would certainly not be enough to fill his stomach I suppose. what about--
"Here, take this," Keisuke told me flatly, interrupting my thoughts. He tossed me a small box wrapped delicately with an expensive red metallic wrapper.
I held the small box with my both hands, peering at it curiously. "And what is this exactly?"
"It's a gift from dad."
I looked at it for a moment as pain from the past came on pouring. The scene of yesterday was playing itself in my mind, without my consent. It gave me migraine. Why did he even bother? It's been over 7 years now. I've waited long enough for his return and I'm tired of it all, believing that he would somehow remember his family for once in his life. no, I had enough. I don't even want to take anything from him, not even a single centavo, and this gift was no different.
"I don't care. Throw it away for me if you please. I would appreciate it," I replied quite aggravated. Anything from father would be unacceptable. I will not forgive him for ever leaving his family. That is another thing that I will never forget and I refuse to forgive him even if he is still my blood related father.
"Oh. Miaka." Keisuke followed as he rubbed my back. "Don't be like that, it's still father. anyway, here's another gift from our step dad."
I immediately stood up from my sit then I looked back his way quite immediately and welcomed the gift with a broad smile and open arms.
"Che. too childish." he murmured under his breath.
"Oh shut up! Gosh, what could be inside this box?" I exclaimed excitedly. I untied the red ribbon gently and finally, I have opened the box to see a gorgeous necklace. It was an antique one but it's elegance resurfaced despite its old age.. "This is amazing." I went on as I examined the piece of treasure closely.
"Oh puh-lease Miaka, get a grip of yourself!"
I shot Keisuke a malevolent stare then focused my attention towards my gift again.
"He is really thoughtful, ne? What do you think Keisuke?"
Keisuke shrugged then nodded his head in response. I could sense that he's not yet fully open to the idea of our mother's second marriage to Mr. Tenkou Shiro but in my case, I have accepted it already. If that would make my mother happy, I wouldn't mind sharing her with another man she loves, though his name really gives me goose bumps all over my body. The name you see, reminds me of our encounter with Tenkou inside the book.
But let us just leave that topic for now. So, after admiring the beauty of the necklace, I noticed that Keisuke was a bit upset. I asked him why but he just winced from his sit unable to utter a single word. Was he sick or something. It's very unusual of him t be this quiet. You know my brother.
"Any problem? You look upset now." I asked comfortingly once again. "Or are you just jealous of this gift since you do not have one?" I kidded around.
"Excuse me?! Are you trying to piss me of?!" he retorted back angrily that brought him back to his old self. Glad to hear that.
"Why? Are you gonna pick up a fight with me? You wanna face my seishi?"
"Now. why bring them to our little chat, huh, Priestess of Suzaku?"
"Nothing much. guess I just miss them, all of them." I replied in a sad tone. I laid back and remembered them. I wished that they could have at least visited me in my dreams or even gave me a sign for me to know if they miss me or not since I'm dying to hear news from them. It's not easy to leave memories behind and besides, they can never be forgotten. Not after they've sacrificed their happiness for my own sake.
"Psst! Miaka, you still with me?"
"Oh. yeah. very much so! Haha!" I announced quite absentmindedly. But still, I wonder how they are all doing now. The last time, I saw their new body. Their reincarnation was not very bad especially in Nuriko's place. She's now a woman! And Chiriko with Mitsukake. Glad to know they are now doing fine together with the rebuilding of the Konan empire.
"You'll be in school next month right?"
"Yeah. a new change, a new life. I guess I could manage being a first year student again," I answered back with hope in my voice. This time, I will surely do good in my academics.
"Be good okay?" Keisuke reminded me while standing from the couch. He walked in front of me then tapped my head gently. "If you need help, don't hesitate to ask me. I know that you'll be facing a lot of painful things this semester so just drop me a call o'right? Ah. I think I should be leaving now."
"Thank you brother."
I looked at his retreating image with a smile on my face.
Disclaimer: okay. alright. Fushigi Yugi's not mine.. WWWHHHAAAHHH ! ! !
Authors note:
Yippee! Now, on with the third chapter! I know that nothing had really happened here but even still, there is something that would be later emphasized in the following chapters so wait for that oki?
As you can see, I've borrowed a character from Fushigi Yugi's OAV but I still hope confusion will not arise. And oh, I have also included Miaka's real father in this entry. I really don't know her father's background so the emotion Miaka portrayed for today was all made up. But anywayz, as the story progresses, I think I would still include the image of Miaka's dad from time to time. I dunno. whatevah :)
Guys, don't hesitate to review okay? Thank you for the time.