Love
Written by: HoshiHikari4ever
ADVANCE \d 5Disclaimer: I do not own Fy. I wish I did.
Author Notes: Hey! Thanks for being so patient!
Parings: H/M
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Chapter 7
Night had fallen in the land of Konan. All was dark. Heavy rain poured down. Once in a while, thunder and lightening could be seen and heard.
A white horse, galloped toward Kuto. It's passenger drenched with rain. His long, silky black hair flew behind him. His clothes were soaked so that it stuck to him, fairly uncomfortable. Still, he raced on, with only one thought in his mind: Miaka.
Miaka. I hope you are still safe. Bare with me a little longer. Endure whatever pain Nagako is given you. Don't lose hope, I'm coming for you.
His horse suddenly stopped. Without warning it leapt and landed a couple of feet away towards the right. It was then that an arrow struck the place where they had previously been.
It was then that Hotohori sensed that he wasn't alone. With a swift moment he pulled out his sword in a defensive position. "Be careful, stay quiet, it'll be alright." He whispered to his horse. The horse nodded, as if it understood his master.
He scanned his surroundings, and found that he was in a clearing in the forest. Another swish and a dozen more arrows flew towards him. Using his sword, he block all the arrows, which fell to his right and left. He was now glowing red, the symbol of the 'star' on his neck was glowing fiercely.
A flash of lighting lit up the sky. It was then that Hotohori saw them. Standing in front was a shogun, on his head flashed the symbol 'spirit'. Blue light surrounded him. Behind him, was Tamahome and Nuriko. Tamahome held a bow and a arrow. In Nuriko's arms was his Miko, his Miaka. She only seemed slightly conscious. A bandaged wrapped on her wounded area."
"Hmm…Tamahome, it seems you need to work on that weapon of yours." "Hai, Nagako, I'll practice more, just need the experience." Nagako turned to Nuriko. "Wake her up, this is going to be amusing. Seeing her lover fall before her eyes." Nuriko chuckled silently. "Yes, it is."
Miaka slowly regained consciousness. She looked up to see herself in Nuriko's arms. "Nuriko, where am I? Why are we out here in the rain?" Nuriko only pointed his finger stright ahead. Miaka thought that it was slightly shaking. Turing to were he was pointing she gave a squeal from shock.
"Hot…Hot…Hotohori, why are you,,,why did you come here?" she demand. He glaced at her, then back at Nagako. Nagako glanced at Miaka then back at his enemy.
"You've came for your Miko alone, have you not Hotohori," he paused. "Never would I have expected this Saihitei, leaving the palace, I've expected you to send another Seishi but I see now, I've miscalculated." Hotohori laughed. "Hmm….Nagako, is it, well you've obviously done so, there's nothing and no one who would be able to stop me from rescuing her. She means more to me then all of Konan combined."
He came all this way for me. Oh Hotohori, why did you, you Baka. What would happen, what would happen if you died, what would I do?
"Hotohori, just get out of here, forget about me. Go back to the palace…." "No, Miaka, I'm not leaving until you're with me." He got off his horse and stood in front of it.
Nagako sighed. This love talk was annoying him. He was going to be quick and swift. He was going to get rid of this eye sore. Lifting up his right hand, he sent a chi spell. The spell hit the emperor's chest, even before he could lift his sword. The chi caused him to fly in the air and land several feet away, sprawled on the floor. "Hotohori!!" Miaka yelled as she tried to struggle out of Nuriko's grasp, which was unsuccessful. "Hmm….you're weaker then I thought…." Hotohori slowly stood him, swinging his sword in Nagako's direction, sending his own chi. It hit the shogun square on his right shoulder. He looked down at the damaged done. It had burned a hole in his armor. "You…you only took me by surprise bastard…"
So this emperor isn't as weak as I thought. In fact, he's the strongest man I've met, the strongest Suzaku Seishi, the Suzaku King, the Son of Heven. I've truly underestimated him, not only could he stand up to my attacks, but he's the first who was successful in injuring me. Perhaps it was only a lucky shot, lucky but powerful.
That bastard is strong. I won't be able to stand a chance against him. He didn't even flinch under my attack. True, it burned through his shoulder, but did not cause as much damage as he did on me. I mean, he's still standing, and acting as if nothing happened. I'm not that strong, not yet. A few more direct hits then I'll probably be dead.
"Lucky shot…" Nagako said coolly. Hotohori grunted. "I won't lose to you." "We'll see Saihitei, we'll see how long you can stand, against me…." "I can stand against you, I will be the victor." The two exchanged another chi blast that met in the middle. Nagako's chi, swallowed up the other one and hit once again on the emperor's chest. This time the force was twice as worst, having hit by the enemies and his own chi combined. This time Hotohori spat out a mouthful of blood, falling to the floor. He tried to stand up, but an arrow struck his right shoulder. It pierced through his skin and came out under his left ribs. Blood gushed out.
"Tamahome!!!!!!! How could you!!!!!" Miaka yelled, as she tried once again to pull free from Nuriko's grip. Nagako notice her struggling, and so took her from him, holding her tightly with his left hand, standing in front of her. "Hotohori!" Miaka cried. "Please leave, leave now. Forget about me please. You're hurt your injured! Mitsukake can still heal you, make it back to the pal…." "I've told you Miaka, I won't leave without you!" His voice was firm, and strong, silencing Miaka at once.
Nagako was amused. "You've lost that round again. No way, you'll win me…" Hotohori slowly sat up. Pain was unbearable. He could hear Nagako's words, and it made the pain worst. All he wanted to do was silence that man. He felt himself growing weaker.
The arrow must be poisoned. The only way for my powers and strength to be drained away so quickly. Tamahome, Nuriko, you'll both pay for this.
Picking up his sword, he gathered up his remaining strength. "Miaka, stand away!" he yelled, as he through, the sword at Nagako. The shot was perfect. He watched it as it touched Nagako's armor. Then all of a sudden, Nagako disappeared. The sword struck into Miaka's chest. Miaka cried out in pain as the sword pierced through her. Hotohori screamed. He watched as Miaka fell to the floor, blood gushing out of her. He looked for Tamahome, or Nuriko, hoping against hope that they would save Miaka, but both had also disappeared, the only people left for him, and Miaka.
His own pain slowly took over him. He could feel the poison gush up him. Slowly he crawled over to Miaka. He watched as her body contracted. "I'm so sorry, Miaka, so sorry. Miaka…please don't die, please don't die…." By the time he reached him, she had stopped moving, and he could tell that she was dead. Tears ran down his eyes. "MIAKA!!!!!!!!!! SUZAKU WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!!"
Thunder and lightening erupted filling the sky with light and noise. Then all of a sudden everything went black.
He felt his body being lifted up an placed on his horse. A far off voice, a very familiar voice, though he could not remember who, it belonged to, spoke softly. "Here, help me alright, take Hotohori-sama to Mitsukake." The person patted the horse, and it speed off.
The mysterious person glanced down at Miaka, before picking her up, placed her on another horse, and the two of them wandered off into the night.
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Done! Hope you liked it! Poor Hotohori-sama, what will happened to him, is he going to surrive? What about Miaka? Who was the person that took her away? Find out soon. Read/Review! ^_^