Couples:
Miaka/Hotohori
Yui/Tamahome
Hotaru/Nuriko
Usagi/Nakago
Ages:
Hotaru: 14
Yui & Miaka: 16
Usagi & Tamahome: 17
Nuriko: 18
Nakago, Hotohori, Chichiri: 19
Last Time…
"If you know Tamahome, then you must also be Suzaku seishi." His eyes widened and he let out a strangled gasp as the sake traveled down the wrong tube.
"H-How do you know about Tamahome?" came out the rasp question. She just smiled and winked to him.
"I'll tell you later. But for now…eat!"
Chichiri just looked at her. Usagi placed her hands on her hips and stared at him. He gave in and soon was consumed with the need to feed.
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This Time…
Laughter rang in the garden. A child playing in the flowers. White lilies, and lavender tulips everywhere. A man and woman watching the small child. Their hands encased in each other's. The sun shining brightly down upon this happy family. Four women standing in the back, watching, protecting this family.
The small girl fell to her knees, her parents rushing to her side. The woman cooing to her daughter. Telling her that everything will be all right. The father, checking for any injuries or scratches.
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Screams of terror filling the night air. The same four women falling to the ground, covered in blood and bruises. The small girl crying for her mother. The father protecting his little girl. His eyes wandering over the fight, looking for his wife. Concern coursing through his body. Then he saw it…
"S-" Pain ripped his body apart. Flames dancing across his and his daughters skin.
"She was mine…"
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Violet eyes snapped open. The vision's bitter taste lingering in the far corner of her mind. She sat up in her bed, brushing the few strands of hair that sat in her face. Letting out a sigh, she slipped on her shoes and quietly tip toed out of her room. The tension between her and Yui was growing intense. She didn't know why, but she sensed that Yui hated her for a reason.
"Because she thinks you're here to take Usagi away from her." Her head snapped forward, coming face to face with the red head Haku.
"Why would she think that? And who are you?" Haku smirked.
"She thinks that because before you arrived, Usagi was all hers. She didn't have to share her with anyone. But now that you're here, she feels threatened. And my name is Haku Kaen." Said Haku as she bowed.
"Hotaru Tomoe" They shook hands.
"Nakago requests your presence. Please follow me." Hotaru let out a sigh and followed her.
"Do you know what this is about?"
"They found another Seriyu seishi."
"Oh" Hotaru said. She watched the red head from the corner of her eyes.
'There's something about her…Something…' Her thoughts trailed off when Haku gave her a quick poke and pushed the doors open.
Nakago stood in the back conversing with Yui, while Usagi Chichiri and Tamahome were playing a game of Go Fish.
Nakago's head turned to his side when he heard the door open. Seeing Hotaru, he cleared his throat, demanding everyone's attention.
"Now that we're all here, I'd like to introduce our newest Seriyu Seishi, Haku Kaen." Everyone's eyes turned to the red head.
Haku took a step back, trying to hide from their gazes. Tiny beads of sweat began to appear on her forehead.
"My name is Haku Kaen…but you can all call me Soi." Suddenly as if that was the silence breaker, everyone rushed towards her, with the exception of Usagi, Nakago, and Chichiri, to greet her.
Chichiri stole a glance at Usagi, but turned back when she caught him. His heart pounded in his ears, his mouth suddenly became dry. Standing up, he headed towards the kitchen, unaware of Usagi following him.
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She laid her head on his chest, listening to the rhythmic sound of his heartbeat. His arms wrapped around her small form, holding her closely to him. She sighed in content, loving the feeling of warmth coursing through her body.
So this is what it's like to be loved…I never felt this way with Tamahome, perhaps I was meant for Hotohori…
Miaka thought back to the trip to see Tai Yi-Jun on Daichi-San Mountain, and then to her mirror image. She had admitted to herself that that was how she felt about Hotohori, but her "love" for Tamahome had kept her from acting upon it. She sat up and looked into Hotohori's sleeping face. She had to smile, brushing a strand of hair from his face she leaned in and softly pressed her lips against his.
A gong could be heard in the distance and Miaka turned to look in the direction.
'Dawn is here, I have to go so the others won't see me in here. Miaka looked back to Hotohori and kissed him once more. She sat up careful not to disturb her sleep. Pulling her robes tighter around her, she slid the door open and looked back at him once more.
"Ai-shiteru Hotohori…" She left the room and slid the door closed. Hotohori opened his eyes when he heard the door shut.
"Ai-shiteru Miaka…"
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~10 Minutes Before~
Nakago growled for the tenth time that night as he caught Chichiri stealing looks at Usagi. Did the damn Suzaku seishi not know that she belonged to him? Shaking his head, his gaze turned to Usagi. He smiled to himself as he realized that she belonged to him. (a/n: possessive ne o.o;;?) Her silver hair was taken out of her odangos and plaited, barley brushing the floor. Her eyes were filled with merriment and laughter as she conversed with Soi and Yui.
He noticed her stiffen and glance at Hotaru. Their gazes locked together and he could have sworn they were having a conversation. Little did he know, that he was right.
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'Do you sense it?'
-Hai, but…I thought we defeated him!-
'That was in our dimension…this is entirely different one and I think that there is something else behind it…something between these two cities…'
-What are we going to do? We don't have all the senshi here and ther-
'We have the Seriyu seishi and Suzaku; they have to learn to fight together in order to beat this thing. But not a word to any of them. Understand?'
-Hai Hime-
The conversation between the two ended and Usagi looked over the crowd. Seeing that Chichiri was heading towards the kitchen, she decided to follow him.
'No harm in seeing what he's up to. Usagi giggled to herself as her child-like behavior. She stood, watching everyone and followed the perky monk.