Still Loving You…

Still Loving You…

By: g3ozL!zh

Author's Notes: I just corrected some of the grammar here. *_*

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Author's Notes: Thanks, thanks so much for all your reviews. ~% ( a rose for all of you) I wish to have more of them coming. ^,^. You don't know how much you've inspired me to write this fic (sheesh! I'm getting dramatic here…) Anyway, I'll also be doing a fanfic on Rurouni Kenshin and Final Fantasy VIII, so stay tuned.

Okay, back to business, I may be rating this fic NC-17 later on for I think there might be some… well… intimately HOT scenes. *ahem* Well, that depends if I can write a SENSUAL lovemaking. Anyway, don't worry about that. I won't write those kind of stuff that is all *sounds* and stuff. I'll make it as decent as possible.

Hmmm… I seem to be getting a lot of Hotohori reviews… but it's still too early to tell. Whether Miaka ends up with Hotohori or Tamahome, it will not affect the original flow of my story line.

OKAY! ENOUGH WITH THIS STUFF!… and oh, yeah, Fushigi Yuugi isn't mine. On with the show!

Chapter 5

A shadow slowly emerged behind a tree. Within its view is Emperor Hotohori walking out of his room, an unreadable expression plastered on his handsome features. As the Emperor, rounded a corner, out of sight, the shadow stepped out of its hiding place. Slithely, like a snake, it made its way towards the palace.

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Tamahome ran the way back to the palace, eager to be with Miaka before tonight's proposal. He didn't notice that he just passed by Miaka along the way. Miaka, on the other hand, was very much engrossed with her thoughts that she didn't even acknowledge his footsteps. I'll first go to my room and change. All of a sudden, he noticed that he became more conscious of his appearance in front of Miaka --- well, like right now, for instance. As he came inside his room, he placed down the carved wooden box, which he had been clutching tightly, containing Miaka's gift, on the bed. He then went to a side of his room and changed.

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As Miaka was contemplating with herself, she came upon what seems to be a dead bunny. Bending over, she noticed that furry white bunny was shivering. Strange… She scratched the back of her head. It's not that cold. She then tried to see if it was injured in any way but found nothing, not even a scratch. Of course, being Miaka, she didn't even try to observe if the bunny was filthy or not. She just took a hold of it as if it was the most sanitized thing in the world.Poor thing. She glanced at the bunny on her arms. Whatever happened to you, I'll try to see what best I can do to treat you. Just as she was standing up, the bunny leaped out from her grasp and scuttled among the bushes. "Hey! Where are you going? Come back here! You're not well. She chased after the bunny but after a few seconds, she lost sight of it. "Okay! If you won't come to me, I'm going to find you myself!" She pushed up her sleeves and went on all fours, crawling. "Bunny, bunny, where are you?…" I should tell Hotohori about this. She thought, grinning.

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Pausing in front of Miaka's room, Tamahome tried to compose himself, slowing down his racing heartbeat. After a few seconds, he straightened himself up and was about to knock on the door when he heard some murmuring inside. Brows furrowing, he carefully turned the knob, opening the door by a couple of inches. Sticking his head in, what he saw almost made him drop his body to the floor. There, right before his very eyes, was Miaka in the arms of Hotohori, locked in a passionate kiss, nonetheless. They were so immersed with what they were doing that they didn't even notice Tamahome gasp. Tamahome wanted to tear his look away from the *couple* but it was like as if the mere sight of them was magnet. A shot of pain rose in his heart. Eyes unblinking, he saw Hotohori slowly sliding his hand to Miaka's rear, never taking his lips off of hers. And the worst thing happened. He heard a soft moan coming from Miaka's throat. Having seen much *more* than enough, he closed the door and leaned against it, in a state of shock. Barely thinking anything but the sight he just saw, hot tears started to escape freely form the depths of his eyes. He just stood there, for what seemed to him like years of betrayal. Unaware, Tamahome's hand closed into a very tight fist that his veins were bulging out. Memories of Miaka and him started to replay in his mind, as *if* it found the *right* time to show itself. He can hear Miaka saying "I love you" to him, of the many times they had been together. The promises that each of them made and swore to keep… what was that all about? A cover-up? For what? Did Miaka really love him or was she just so scared, being a Maiden and having to face a lot of danger, that since Tamahome was the one always by her side, she had gone closer and dependent on him? Maybe, just maybe, if Emperor Hotohori was there too, would she had fallen in love with the Emperor instead? Tamahome have to admit that Hotohori was more than the gentleman that he was --- kind, caring, calm, understanding, of royalty… *a gentleman in every way*… All that I am not? Tamahome will not deny that he does lose his temper every now and then and teases Miaka mercilessly. Come to think about it, I never did ask her how she felt at those times I treated her. But didn't she know that he was just playing around? That it was one way for him to express how he feels about her. Summarizing it all, Hotohori is wealthy --- an emperor, for heaven's sake, *beautiful*, loving, patient… what girl in her right mind would reject him over some lowly guy living in a small cottage and earning little money? Now he is doubting everything he believed in and was proud of. After a while, he finally found his senses, even if only to say something in his head. Miaka, how could you? Was what we had together meant nothing to you? As if in reply, Miaka sensually breathed out the name, "Hotohori…" Heart ripped apart, dreams and hopes shattered, Tamahome ran. Ran as fast as his legs can take him. Blinded by tears, blinded by love, blinded by pain, Tamahome stumbled many times as he ran… and his last thoughts were that of, Miaka…

Aothor's Notes: Chapter 6 is up next!