Love

Written by: HoshiHikari4ever

  ADVANCE \d 5Disclaimer: I do not own Fy. I wish I did.

Parings: H/M

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Chapter 11

~ Flashback ~ 

            "So is it a deal?" Nagako held out his right hand. Nuriko hesitated, but then shook it. Nagako smiled, having gained another ally. "Well then, I suppose I'll leave the two of you alone.  Nuriko, you're responsible for her, understand."  "Hai…"  Then the two watch him leave.

                Miaka fell to the floor; her legs suddenly did not support her weight. "You!  How could you Nuriko.  I thought I could trust you. I thought we were friends.  I thought you were my Seishi.  I thought you were supposed to protect me, protect me from him! How could you?  How could you betray me, how could you betray Hotohori…" Nuriko did not reply, instead he looked outside the tent, making sure that no one else was there.  He then turned to face her again staring at the arrow that was still pierced through her.

            He moved closer to her, pushing her onto the bed. He firmly held her down.  Miaka tried to squirm out, from under him, fear shown in her eyes.  "What….are you doing….Nuriko, what are you going to do to me, release me at once!"  Fear crept over her, as he ripped off her shirt, leaving her bra, untouched.  "Please, don't do this to me….please….."  "Miaka relax, and all will be well….all will be over soon"  She couldn't relax, she started to kick and the man on top of her, without much success.  Nuriko was too strong, and she just so happened to be too weak.  "Hotohori…Hotohori…" she whispered as silent tears ran down her face.  "Gomen ni…I'm sorry…I'm so sorry…"  Nuriko noticed that comment, and laughed.  "It's going to be worst, if you don't stop resisting me." He paused. "You know Hotohori-sama's not here, no one's here, just you and me."   "Worst, how can it be worst?  You betraying us, and now you're going to rape me, do you really expect me to be enjoying this!  Do you really expect me to be lying here without any sort of resistance!"

            Nuriko pulled back, sat up surprised.  "Who said I'm going to rape you."  "Then you expect me to give consent to you." She tried, to sit up, but he held her down, more firmly.  Nuriko chuckled.  "Miaka…no one's going to rape you today.  I'm not going to let anyone do that.  You know, the only one who's going to be making love with you is Hotohori-sama….Yet again, how do you expect him to do so, if you resist him…."  Miaka blushed furiously.

            "Then, what are you going to do.  What are you going to do to me…."  "Protect, and serve you of course Silly…."  "but you just…." "what, do you really expect me to turn traitor against you.  Ha, if you thought so, Suzaku no Miko, then you don't know me. My duty is to protect and serve you.  I know where my loyalties lie."  He let go of Miaka, and she sat up, hugging him. "Thank you…thank you….but you know, I really thought you did."  "Till, the day, I die, and even afterwards, I swear, I'll protect you." He paused.  "You know, I thought I told you, that is before we were interrupted by Tamahome.  That I've given up on tearing you two apart from each other.  "and so you did, so you did…but I don't understand, why did you follow him then."  "I had to, I had no choice.  You know we weren't alone.  I sense him and others, a lot, we were surrounded.  Not to worry though, you know, I have a feeling Chichiri has already found out, he is a powerful sorcerer.  Besides, if I didn't go with him, I would have cause you more danger, then you already are in."  "Thank you…."  "Hai, we are friends, we're going look after each other.  I swear I'll get you out of this.  I swear, even if it costs my life, I'll get you back to the palace…."  Miaka nodded, happy.

            "Then why, you know, I thought you were going to rape me…"  "Rape you? Never, never."  "Then what were you going to do, why did you need to rip off my shirt, and lay on top of me, holding me down, act as if you were going to."  Nuriko gave an evil smile that still scared Miaka.  "Hey don't look at me that way…you're scaring me…" Nuriko turned away.  "Alright, fine, you can save it for Hotohori-sama, he'll probably be too stunned to move if he sees you like this.  I mean, I see the way he looks at you, he always seems to be hypnotize by you.  To be in some far away land…." His voice trailed off.  Miaka could tell, he didn't like talking about this, he didn't want to talk about this.

            "So, anyways, back to the subject, what were you trying to do?"  "Me, well I was, just…" he turned to face her again.  "Going to pull out the arrow…." Miaka looked at him suspiciously.  "Really…." She said, unbelievingly.  "You didn't have to rip off my clothes…." "how else was I suppose to expose flesh, how am I suppose to take out an arrow with out seeing the wounded area?" he gave a sigh. "Still, I shouldn't have done that.  Forgive me Miaka, I should have realize you'll feel uncomfortable being exposed to another man…." "It's, it's ok."    Nuriko hugged her before he gave her back her shirt, which she took it thankfully. He helped her put it on.

            "There, feel better…." Miaka nodded. "Now hold still…." Nuriko held onto Miaka's upper body with his right hand, while he placed his left hand on the arrow.  "One, two, three, and then I'll pull it out ok," Miaka gritted her teeth, closing her eyes.  "Ok, go on now…."  "One, two, three…" Nuriko jerked out the arrow, Miaka cried out in pain. "There now Miaka, all done…" Miaka opened her eyes, to see, the arrow pulled out in one single piece.  "Wow, you're good at this…" she muttered as Nuriko wrapped the wounded area with bandages.  "but not as good as Mitsukake, at least, he won't cause pain…." "hey, I'm no healer, just be glad that the arrow is out…." Miaka nodded.  "Thanks…." She muttered.  Nuriko smiled.  "Just make sure for the time being, don't get injured, one bit, after all I am not a healer."  "I'll try not to…"  The two hugged each other in a friendly way.  "Now Miaka get some rest, I'll be back…." "Where are you going….don't leave me here alone…."  "I promise, I'll be back shortly….now get some rest, you are injured…."

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            "Hmm…so the Suzaku no Miko is sleeping…Nuriko…." "Yes, just helped her pulled the arrow out, she's resting now…." Tamahome and Yui seemed somehow relived by the news. Nagako however did not.   "Why would you do that…." "Well, even prisoners need to be treated as humans…." Nagako nodded, understanding.

            "Well then, from tomorrow morning, we shall visit the emperor of Konan…." "Nuriko raised an eyebrow.  "Yui, you can stay with the other Seiuyuu Seishi…you two can come along…." Nuriko and Tamahome nodded.  "Bring Miaka…once Saihitei sees her, he's bound to surrender.

            Yeah, whatever, Hotohori-sama isn't that kind of person.  No matter what happens, I'm sure he will not surrender.  No threat will do… However, this is Miaka…would Hotohori give up everything just to have her back.

            "Yes, that is a great plan."  Nuriko decided to head out of the tent.  As he passed Nagako, the shogun spoke. Nuriko decided that now was the best time to retrieve it.  "I hope I can trust you…." "Hai, of course…"  He pulled his hand out of the shougun's robes, clutching onto something that felt scroll like.  "Very well…..just do not disappoint me…" "No, of course not Nagako…"

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             "MIAKA!!!!!!!!!! SUZAKU WHAT HAVE I DONE!!!!"

            Nuriko heard the emperor shout, still not believing what had just happened.  He couldn't believe how Hotohri could strike Miaka accidently, by his own sword.  Nuriko was shocked at the sudden change.

            Bidding farewell to Nagako, giving an excuses that he needed to use the restroom, he raced back to Hotohori and Miaka's side, only to find Miaka lifeless and Hotohori slightly conscious.

            He carefully lifted Hotohori's body onto the imperial horse.  Whispering, he spoke to the horse. "Here, help me alright, take Hotohori-sama to Mitsukake." Nuriko then patted the horse, and it speed off.

            Miaka, please hang on.  Alive or dead, I'll return you to the palace.

            Nuriko 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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            Swish! Arrows suddenly rained down on him.

            Shit! They're back.  Nagako…He found out.  Dam him, dam him and Tamahome.

            Two arrows struck Nuriko's back.  Nuriko bent down and shielded himself above his Miko. He wasn't going to let any strike her.  Even if he had a billion arrows pierced through him, he wasn't going to let any touch Miaka.

            Another dozen or so struck him and the horse.  The horse yelped in pain, before it fell lifeless on the floor. Nuriko and Miaka fell off of it.

            Fuck this!  Suzkau, please…please…no matter what, don't let Miaka die.  Even if I die, I have no regrets.  Please Suzaku, protect Miaka.

            The 'willow' glowed on his chest. Picking up Miaka, he ran, stubble off toward the palace.

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            "That is enough Tamahome, don't waste the arrows.  Nuriko was a fool for betraying me."  "Yes, he sure was…." "No matter though, there is no way any of those three are going to survive.  They are all deeply injured."  "Yes, then we win, Nagako…we win.  Suzaku will fall."

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            The great doors to the throne room suddenly opened. Chirichi looked down from the throne, then at Mitsukake. "Who's that no da…who's so un respectful" "No da?" Mitsukake mentioned.  "Hotohori-sama, when did you start and take on Chirichi's phrases…" "um…I don't…"

            At that moment two figures came fumbling in.  Both were injured.

            Nuriko looked up at Hotohori, surprised that he could sit on the throne so uninjured, when infact, he was with him less then a day ago.  There was no way, the injured emperor can make it back, before him.

            "Save….save Miaka…." Was all Nuriko managed to say, before he himself fainted.

            Chichiri and Mitsukake exchanged glances before both rushing to them.

            "It's Nuriko and Miaka no da…" Mitsukake glanced at Hotohori who had spoken 'no da' again.  "They are both injured.  I wondered what happened."  "It does not matter, from what I can tell, Nuriko seemed to have risked a lot to try and protect Miaka…." "Yes…." Mitsukake replied as he healed Miaka.

            Miaka slowly regained consciousness.  She felt herself lying on someone's lap.  Fear, and shock crept through her as she recalled what had happened. "HOTOHORI!" she yelled as she abruptly sat up.

            "Hotohori…Hotohori…." Was all she could muster.  A hand touched her shoulder.  "Get off me Nagako…off me…" she tried to struggle.

            "Miaka, it's alright…it's alright, you're safe.  We've got you now…" She felt her body being lifted up and pulled closer towards another.  "Hotohori?" she mumbled in question. "No, he's not here, be we are…no da…." She turned to see herself in Hotohori's arms, which confused her. The emperor smiled at her, but somehow he felt different.  The man that held her was not Hotohori, nor was the voice.

            "It's ok, Miaka," She looked up at Mitsukake, before taking in the surroundings. She pulled the emperor's arms around her.  "Please Hotohori, just hold me tight, don't let go…."  The monk seemed confused.  "I…Miaka, I'm not Hotohori…." "You are…you have to be…." "I'm sorry, I'm not…no da"she looked into his eyes noticed his ending phrase.  "Chichiri she whispered…" The monk nodded, before revealing his true form.

            Silent tears rolled down Miaka's eyes.  "Hotohori….Hotohori" she mangaged to say, once more.  "Miaka, what happened, to you no da…please tell us, tell us what happened to you, Hotohori and Nuriko…."  "Yes, we must ask you since Nuriko fainted right after he brought you here, you are both injured."  "Nuriko, where is he…." Mitsukake pointed at the purple haired man on the floor.

            "Oh my God!"  She held onto Nuriko.  "Heal him…heal him…." "Sorry Miaka, I just healed you, have to wait to tomorrow…." "Then Nuriko's going to die, he'll die because of me.  After all, I don't think I could have survived with out him…"  More tears rolled down her eyes. 

            "Miaka…tell us what happened, how you two ended up this way…no da…"  Mitsukake shook his head.  "Don't force it Chichiri…" "No, I need to tell you….I need to tell you, otherwise…otherwise, Hotohori-sama will die…we need to find him now…." She then launched into the story, telling her side of it.  The two Seishi listened, stunned.   "Nagako, must have found out…. that's why Nuriko could be this injured…." She stroke his long purple hair.  Mitsukake went over and took the crossdresser.  "In that case, I shall start and attend to some of his injuries." "Thank you Mitsukake…thank you…."  Chichiri remained silent, before speaking.  "Right now, we can not leave the palace, I had sent Tasuki and Chiriko as scouts to look for you…I hope they find him, it is the only way, his only chance of surrival." "and I'll go afterward…after Nuriko is healed."  Miaka smiled, lets just hope so.

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            Nuriko woke up with a start.  "Miaka…." He mumbled, sitting up straight. "She's alright Nuriko, relax…I healed her already…." Nuriko looked up to see the healer next to her.  "Thank you…." "No, we should thank you, very honorable indeed…" "Awe, it was nothing.  It is my duty, just fulfilling it." "Yes, and so it is, it is all out duties, as Suzaku's Seishi…" Mitsukake paused. "By the way, would like to come and search for Hotohori-sama with me, better two then one." "Sure….."

~ Flashback end ~

            Hotohori listened silently to the whole story. He finally spoke. "Nuriko, I thank you….I thank all of you.  You all have our gratitude." He paused.  "Nuriko, I humbly apologize once again, I should have never suspected you." Nuriko smiled. "It's nothing Hotohori-sama…" he paused, before taking a red scroll out of his inner robes.

            "Here Hotohori-sama, I believe this belongs to you…" He tossed the scroll up.  Hotohori caught in, and slowly opened it.  His eyes widen.  "The scroll, Suzaku's scroll…." "Hai, I took it from Nagako…" "Thank you, thank you…."

            Miaka smiled, taking a glance at all her Seishi.  "I think I should thank all of you guys too.  You all are my best of friends.  Thank you…thank you for always being there for me."

            "Ha! It was nothing just doing our job no da…." "Seeing it's you Miaka….you know I don't think I'll do it for another girl" Tasuki winked. "Hehe, yeah I'm glad that was over…." "Hey our bond will never tear us apart, our love for each other will never die….." Miaka spoke.  A image of Tamahome's smiling face, and him whispering "Wo Ai NI" crept through Miaka.  "An even Tamahome…." No one spoke, surprised it was Hotohori who had said that. 

            "One day, I'm sure, he will return.  One day, Tamahome will realize the truth and return to us.  I'm sure that deep down, Tamahome knows where he truly belongs…."  "Hai…Hotohori….and until then,  we must fight, fight for Konan, fight for Light, fight for Tamhome, fight for friends, fight for family and mostly fight for the one you love."