Only You
Author: Chibi Haruka
Disclaimer: Contrary to what you may believe, Fushigi Yuugi is not mine.
Although i'm working on it... oh yes, it WILL be mine! Muahahahaha
AN: The inevitable has occured... i have writter's block. This is gonna be
a hard one, and therefore, may be kinda short. I know in the past chapters
Tasuki has been kinda out of character (Gasp! A scandle...), but i'm doing
it on purpose. That way, he's sweeter to Miaka and shows his feelings
toward her more. Remember to email me your opinions!
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Chapter 3: Waking Beside You
Birds sang happily as they bathed themselves in the morning's sunlight,
awakening Miaka from her peaceful slumber. Her eyes fluttered open momentarily
before smiling and allowing them to close once more. She breathed in deeply,
drinking in the smell that lingered in the air around them as she examined
their position within her mind's eye. Tasuki's arms were wrapped around her own
as they rested against her stomach, their fingers laced together. His head
rested against hers and she could feel his lips brush against her shoulder
as he breathed. Her back was against his bare chest and his leg had made its
way over hers sometime during the night, eveloping her even more in his warmth.
She slowly opened her eyes and attempted to lift her head, but the sudden pain
aching thoughout it caused it to fall back to the bed. Tasuki only stirred in
response and tighened his embrace around her as he began to make light snoring
noises.
"TASUKI!!! HaveyouseenMiakaWecan'tfindheranywhere!" Nuriko screamed quickly
as the door swung open and Tasuki jumped up, instinctively preparing to kick
some bad guy fanny.
"KUSO! WHAT THE FUCK'N HELL ARE YA DO'N?!"
"Tasuki! Haveyouseen... Oh..."
Nuriko smiled deviously as he recognized the familiar lump of sheets with
brown hair laying next to the angry man.
"So, what were you two doing, Hmm? That's a pretty strange
way of cheering her up, Tasuki! But, I thought i heard some noises coming from
here last night..."
He smiled even wider as Tasuki's cheeks turned a few shades of crimson.
"NANI?! ECCHI! We didn't do nuttin' like that!"
"Oh? Then what did you do?"
Tasuki quickly opened his mouth to retort, but paused when his mind drew a blank
as to what exactly did happpen last night.
'Oh shit, did we do that? i think i would'a remembered though...'
"Well, we uh... we did... Eh..."
"Will you two please be quiet! My head hurts..."
They turned to Miaka as she sat up, holding her head in pain.
"OH YEAH! Damn, I remember now! We got drunk!" Tasuki exclaimed as a look of
success dawned on his face.
"Well, thank you Tasuki... i would've had trouble figuring that out on my
own..." Nuriko mumbled sarcasticaly as Tasuki rubbed the back of his head and
laughed lightly.
"Are you okay Miaka? We're going to eat outside for a change... Do
you want to come?"
Miaka's face lit up momentarily as she nodded vigorously before bowing over
in pain.
"Great! Then i guess i'll leave you two alone..."
He stared at them, smiling evily as he slowly closed the door. Miaka sighed
as she leaned her head on Tasuki's shoulder and he instinctivly wrapped his arm
around her slender waist.
"Tasuki-chan... i have a headache. And i think i'm gonna throw up..."
"Can ya walk? I don't want ya puke'n all over me or the bed."
She slowly swung her legs over the side of the bed and attemped to stand before
sitting back down in defeat.
"Iie."
She sighed loudly and fell to her side as she pulled the sheets up to her chin.
"Dammit Miaka! Ya can't even take a step?"
She shrugged incoherently as he pulled the sheets off and carefully picked
her up.
"Shit. I can't believe i'm do'n this... If Nuriko sees me i'll never hear the
end of it!"
His annoyed face quickly crumbled as she absentmindedly placed her hand on
his chest and snuggled deeper into his embrace. He sighed loudly, though
thoroughly enjoying this, and carried her to her room.
"Well, uh... i'll wait in the hall fer ya, Okay? Ya better not fall asleep,
Baka!"
He reluctantly let her stand as she smiled and nodded before leaving the
room, closing the door softly behind him.
"Miaka! Are ya done yet?" Tasuki yelled through the door after a good
fifteen minutes worth of waiting.
He waited patiently for a response, but his question was only met by
silence.
"Miaka! I'm come'n in, okay?... God dammit, answer me!"
His heart began pounding wildly against his chest as he unwilling thought
about the possibilities. What if she was hurt?! Or worse...
With out thinking twice, he kicked the door as hard as he could and it swung
open, breaking the lock.
"Miaka..." he said almost inaudiably, watching her stare sadly at her
reflection in the mirror from her position on the floor.
Miaka turned to him and forced a smile, tears streaming down her paled
cheeks, before standing up and turning back to the mirror.
"I'm so stupid... why did i ever think he would want me?"
Tasuki stared unmovingly at her, his heart aching painfully at her words.
Why? Why did she still love him?
"I should've known that he would want someone prettier..."
He stepped towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind,
smiling
halfheartedly at their reflection as he let his head rest on her shoulder.
"I don't think that's true. I think... you're beautiful." he whispered in
her ear, provoking a small gasp.
Miaka turned to face him fully, her eyes glittering with tears as she smiled
warmly and hugged him.
"Arigatou, Tasuki..."
He sighed and wistfully returned the gesture, casting his eyes downward. She
still thought of him as nothing more than a friend...
"No problem baka. Ya ready ta eat?"
"Hai!" She exclaimed happily, smiling genuinely for the first time that day.
Tasuki smiled as the small, yet freakishly strong, girl laced her arm
through his and uncerimoniously dragged him through the maze of halls. How
could one girl have so much energy?
Miaka pushed open the last door and walked onto the porch, breathing in the
soft sent of spring as she absentmindedly grasped the comforting warmth at
her side.
"It's pretty, isn't it?"
She smiled at the tranquil scenery and sighed contentedly, never loosening her
grip on the material of his shirt.
"Very..."
She turned to him to find he wasn't looking at the scenery, he was looking at
her...
He blushed crimson and quickly turned his gaze back to an imaginary point in
space, mumbling a quick nonchalant 'yeah, sure' as he mentaly cursed himself.
Miaka smiled shyly at him from the corner of her eyes before realizing her
arm was still attached to his and jumped away, leaving them both in several
shades of red.
"HI, NO DA!"
They screamed in surprise and swivled around, laughing awkwardly but silently
cursing the gravity-defying blue haired monk. Chichiri smiled deviously, or as
devious as a mask could get, but decided it best to not question their little
love scene.
"How are you feeling, Miaka?"
"Much better... sorry to make everyone worry like that."
Chichiri nodded understandingly before directing his attention to the bright
sky.
"It's nice out today, no da. We're having a picnic by the pond no da, do you
want to come?"
"HAI!" She exclaimed, and before either had a chance to respond, was headed
towards the pond at break-neck speed.
"Are you coming too, Tas--"
Chichiri stopped midsentence as he turned to Tasuki, only to find him staring
after her, a smile bearly visible on his face.
"Ow!" Tasuki cried as he rubbed the place on his head where some sort of
unidentified metal object had colided.
"What the fuck was that! AH! I can see that damn staff behind yer back, ya
damn monk! What da hell'd ya do that for?!"
Chichiri only smiled in response and began walking in the direction Miaka
had gone.
"You're too obvious, no da."
Tasuki faultered momentarily after realizing exactly what he had meant by
that, before growling a few choice words and following him.
"Wow! Everything looks so good!" Miaka said in amazement as she piled huge
amounts of food onto her plate, ignorant to the sweatdrops that followed.
She smiled as she glanced around the large blanket filled with all of her
closest friends, who were eating and laughing among eachother. They all cared
so much for her, and she knew they were doing this to cheer her up.
"Ne, Miaka-baka? Ya gonna eat that?"
She looked down at her plate as a hand reached over and snatched her sushi,
before it was devoured by a certain fanged-one.
"Gaaa TASUKI! That was mine! Fine... then i'm sure you won't mind me taking
this!" she said as she took an apple from his plate and brought it to her
mouth, but his hand clamped around her wrist before she was able to take a
bite.
"That's my shit. It's not polite ta take someone else's stuff."
She couldn't help but giggle at his a-matter-a-fact attitude.
"You took mine!"
"I ain't polite."
He took the apple from her hand and tauntingly took a bite, before she flung
her body onto his and they fell backward onto the blanket.
"Shit! Whadda ya do'n, Baka!" Tasuki said, his blush darkening as he stared
up in confusion at the girl on top of him, who had reclaimed the apple and
was now taking a large bite.
Tasuki laughed as he rolled to his side and pinned her back to the ground,
recovering the seemingly precious apple.
"Tasuki!"
She bit back a laugh as she struggled free from his grasped and pounced on him,
much to his surprise.
"All this for an apple?" Nuriko said increduliously as she watched the two
roll around in the grass in an attempt to regain the half eaten apple.
Chichiri only smiled. Tasuki's feeling's were way to easy to read... he was
almost surprised Miaka hadn't figured it out yet (almost). They would be
good for eachother, he makes her forget about Tamahome... and they make
eachother happy.
"Huh? Was that... rain?" Hotohori asked as he looked up at the suddenly
gloomy sky, gaining the senshi's attention.
Tasuki and Miaka stopped in mid-roll to feel for any hints of rain, only
to have their suspisions confirmed. Drop after drop fell before it
became a steady fall and had soaked the food and senshi. Tasuki wrapped his
arms around the girl on top of him in a vain attempt to keep her as dry as
possible as he lifted her, carrying her into the palace.
"Good for nothing..." Nuriko mumbled in Tasuki's general direction as she
unloaded the pile of food she was carrying onto the floor.
Miaka shivered against him and he instinctivly tightened his embrace,
heating her body with his own.
"I suggest we get into warm clothes, as it doesn't appear that the rain will
let up any time soon."
The senshi nodded and, heeding Hotohori's advise, parted for their rooms.
"Arigatou, Tasuki-chan... but you can put me down now."
"G-gomen." he stuttered through his blush as he set her down, before
quickly realizing how cold it was without her.
Miaka smiled at him briefly before leaving for her room, and he returned
the gesture. She sighed as she closed the door and leaned against it,
holding her arms to her chest as she smiled shyly, replaying the days events
in her mind. She momentarily wondered what would have happened if she didn't
have Tasuki, and reasoned she would more than likely still be locked up in
her room, her face scared from so many tears. It was ironic how things had
worked out... because of Tasuki, of all people, she was almost completely
over Tamahome. She silently thanked Tasuki, before slipping off her
drentched clothes and putting a robe on in it's place.
Tasuki undid the row of buttons down his soaked white shirt and put on his
usual bandit outfit, thankful to be out of those cold, wet clothes. He stared
at his reflection in the mirror and sighed as he leaned against it.
"Dammit Tasuki..." he whispered, realizing he was practicaly unable to think
about anything but Miaka.
A hard knocking came at his door and he ignored it, wanting to be alone at
the moment.
"Tasuki! TASUKI!"
"Wadda ya want, Nuriko?!"
The door flew open and Nuriko stood before him, an unreadable expresion on
his face.
"Why're ya barge'n in here?!"
"Tasuki..."
Nuriko hesitated as he looked at him with the same expression, worry
momentarily crossing his features.
"...Tamahome's here."
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AN: Wow! I was expecting it to be really short! But it turned out longer
than the other ones! Talk about ironic, ay? Anyways... it's a cliffhanger!
Come on, you know there's gotta be one in here somewhere (you can put down
the mouse now...)! I'll have the next chapter out as soon as possible but
nothing makes me work harder than your prodding! So e-mail me as many times
as it takes to get me so annoyed that another chapter pops out!
Just kidding... i wouldn't get annoyed... my e-mail box is rather lonely
actually. Sooooo E-MAIL ME! Ja mata ne!
~WORDS YOU MAY NOT HAVE UNDERSTOOD~
Kuso- shit
Nani- what
Ecchi- pervert
Author: Chibi Haruka
Disclaimer: Contrary to what you may believe, Fushigi Yuugi is not mine.
Although i'm working on it... oh yes, it WILL be mine! Muahahahaha
AN: The inevitable has occured... i have writter's block. This is gonna be
a hard one, and therefore, may be kinda short. I know in the past chapters
Tasuki has been kinda out of character (Gasp! A scandle...), but i'm doing
it on purpose. That way, he's sweeter to Miaka and shows his feelings
toward her more. Remember to email me your opinions!
=-=-=--=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=
Chapter 3: Waking Beside You
Birds sang happily as they bathed themselves in the morning's sunlight,
awakening Miaka from her peaceful slumber. Her eyes fluttered open momentarily
before smiling and allowing them to close once more. She breathed in deeply,
drinking in the smell that lingered in the air around them as she examined
their position within her mind's eye. Tasuki's arms were wrapped around her own
as they rested against her stomach, their fingers laced together. His head
rested against hers and she could feel his lips brush against her shoulder
as he breathed. Her back was against his bare chest and his leg had made its
way over hers sometime during the night, eveloping her even more in his warmth.
She slowly opened her eyes and attempted to lift her head, but the sudden pain
aching thoughout it caused it to fall back to the bed. Tasuki only stirred in
response and tighened his embrace around her as he began to make light snoring
noises.
"TASUKI!!! HaveyouseenMiakaWecan'tfindheranywhere!" Nuriko screamed quickly
as the door swung open and Tasuki jumped up, instinctively preparing to kick
some bad guy fanny.
"KUSO! WHAT THE FUCK'N HELL ARE YA DO'N?!"
"Tasuki! Haveyouseen... Oh..."
Nuriko smiled deviously as he recognized the familiar lump of sheets with
brown hair laying next to the angry man.
"So, what were you two doing, Hmm? That's a pretty strange
way of cheering her up, Tasuki! But, I thought i heard some noises coming from
here last night..."
He smiled even wider as Tasuki's cheeks turned a few shades of crimson.
"NANI?! ECCHI! We didn't do nuttin' like that!"
"Oh? Then what did you do?"
Tasuki quickly opened his mouth to retort, but paused when his mind drew a blank
as to what exactly did happpen last night.
'Oh shit, did we do that? i think i would'a remembered though...'
"Well, we uh... we did... Eh..."
"Will you two please be quiet! My head hurts..."
They turned to Miaka as she sat up, holding her head in pain.
"OH YEAH! Damn, I remember now! We got drunk!" Tasuki exclaimed as a look of
success dawned on his face.
"Well, thank you Tasuki... i would've had trouble figuring that out on my
own..." Nuriko mumbled sarcasticaly as Tasuki rubbed the back of his head and
laughed lightly.
"Are you okay Miaka? We're going to eat outside for a change... Do
you want to come?"
Miaka's face lit up momentarily as she nodded vigorously before bowing over
in pain.
"Great! Then i guess i'll leave you two alone..."
He stared at them, smiling evily as he slowly closed the door. Miaka sighed
as she leaned her head on Tasuki's shoulder and he instinctivly wrapped his arm
around her slender waist.
"Tasuki-chan... i have a headache. And i think i'm gonna throw up..."
"Can ya walk? I don't want ya puke'n all over me or the bed."
She slowly swung her legs over the side of the bed and attemped to stand before
sitting back down in defeat.
"Iie."
She sighed loudly and fell to her side as she pulled the sheets up to her chin.
"Dammit Miaka! Ya can't even take a step?"
She shrugged incoherently as he pulled the sheets off and carefully picked
her up.
"Shit. I can't believe i'm do'n this... If Nuriko sees me i'll never hear the
end of it!"
His annoyed face quickly crumbled as she absentmindedly placed her hand on
his chest and snuggled deeper into his embrace. He sighed loudly, though
thoroughly enjoying this, and carried her to her room.
"Well, uh... i'll wait in the hall fer ya, Okay? Ya better not fall asleep,
Baka!"
He reluctantly let her stand as she smiled and nodded before leaving the
room, closing the door softly behind him.
"Miaka! Are ya done yet?" Tasuki yelled through the door after a good
fifteen minutes worth of waiting.
He waited patiently for a response, but his question was only met by
silence.
"Miaka! I'm come'n in, okay?... God dammit, answer me!"
His heart began pounding wildly against his chest as he unwilling thought
about the possibilities. What if she was hurt?! Or worse...
With out thinking twice, he kicked the door as hard as he could and it swung
open, breaking the lock.
"Miaka..." he said almost inaudiably, watching her stare sadly at her
reflection in the mirror from her position on the floor.
Miaka turned to him and forced a smile, tears streaming down her paled
cheeks, before standing up and turning back to the mirror.
"I'm so stupid... why did i ever think he would want me?"
Tasuki stared unmovingly at her, his heart aching painfully at her words.
Why? Why did she still love him?
"I should've known that he would want someone prettier..."
He stepped towards her and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind,
smiling
halfheartedly at their reflection as he let his head rest on her shoulder.
"I don't think that's true. I think... you're beautiful." he whispered in
her ear, provoking a small gasp.
Miaka turned to face him fully, her eyes glittering with tears as she smiled
warmly and hugged him.
"Arigatou, Tasuki..."
He sighed and wistfully returned the gesture, casting his eyes downward. She
still thought of him as nothing more than a friend...
"No problem baka. Ya ready ta eat?"
"Hai!" She exclaimed happily, smiling genuinely for the first time that day.
Tasuki smiled as the small, yet freakishly strong, girl laced her arm
through his and uncerimoniously dragged him through the maze of halls. How
could one girl have so much energy?
Miaka pushed open the last door and walked onto the porch, breathing in the
soft sent of spring as she absentmindedly grasped the comforting warmth at
her side.
"It's pretty, isn't it?"
She smiled at the tranquil scenery and sighed contentedly, never loosening her
grip on the material of his shirt.
"Very..."
She turned to him to find he wasn't looking at the scenery, he was looking at
her...
He blushed crimson and quickly turned his gaze back to an imaginary point in
space, mumbling a quick nonchalant 'yeah, sure' as he mentaly cursed himself.
Miaka smiled shyly at him from the corner of her eyes before realizing her
arm was still attached to his and jumped away, leaving them both in several
shades of red.
"HI, NO DA!"
They screamed in surprise and swivled around, laughing awkwardly but silently
cursing the gravity-defying blue haired monk. Chichiri smiled deviously, or as
devious as a mask could get, but decided it best to not question their little
love scene.
"How are you feeling, Miaka?"
"Much better... sorry to make everyone worry like that."
Chichiri nodded understandingly before directing his attention to the bright
sky.
"It's nice out today, no da. We're having a picnic by the pond no da, do you
want to come?"
"HAI!" She exclaimed, and before either had a chance to respond, was headed
towards the pond at break-neck speed.
"Are you coming too, Tas--"
Chichiri stopped midsentence as he turned to Tasuki, only to find him staring
after her, a smile bearly visible on his face.
"Ow!" Tasuki cried as he rubbed the place on his head where some sort of
unidentified metal object had colided.
"What the fuck was that! AH! I can see that damn staff behind yer back, ya
damn monk! What da hell'd ya do that for?!"
Chichiri only smiled in response and began walking in the direction Miaka
had gone.
"You're too obvious, no da."
Tasuki faultered momentarily after realizing exactly what he had meant by
that, before growling a few choice words and following him.
"Wow! Everything looks so good!" Miaka said in amazement as she piled huge
amounts of food onto her plate, ignorant to the sweatdrops that followed.
She smiled as she glanced around the large blanket filled with all of her
closest friends, who were eating and laughing among eachother. They all cared
so much for her, and she knew they were doing this to cheer her up.
"Ne, Miaka-baka? Ya gonna eat that?"
She looked down at her plate as a hand reached over and snatched her sushi,
before it was devoured by a certain fanged-one.
"Gaaa TASUKI! That was mine! Fine... then i'm sure you won't mind me taking
this!" she said as she took an apple from his plate and brought it to her
mouth, but his hand clamped around her wrist before she was able to take a
bite.
"That's my shit. It's not polite ta take someone else's stuff."
She couldn't help but giggle at his a-matter-a-fact attitude.
"You took mine!"
"I ain't polite."
He took the apple from her hand and tauntingly took a bite, before she flung
her body onto his and they fell backward onto the blanket.
"Shit! Whadda ya do'n, Baka!" Tasuki said, his blush darkening as he stared
up in confusion at the girl on top of him, who had reclaimed the apple and
was now taking a large bite.
Tasuki laughed as he rolled to his side and pinned her back to the ground,
recovering the seemingly precious apple.
"Tasuki!"
She bit back a laugh as she struggled free from his grasped and pounced on him,
much to his surprise.
"All this for an apple?" Nuriko said increduliously as she watched the two
roll around in the grass in an attempt to regain the half eaten apple.
Chichiri only smiled. Tasuki's feeling's were way to easy to read... he was
almost surprised Miaka hadn't figured it out yet (almost). They would be
good for eachother, he makes her forget about Tamahome... and they make
eachother happy.
"Huh? Was that... rain?" Hotohori asked as he looked up at the suddenly
gloomy sky, gaining the senshi's attention.
Tasuki and Miaka stopped in mid-roll to feel for any hints of rain, only
to have their suspisions confirmed. Drop after drop fell before it
became a steady fall and had soaked the food and senshi. Tasuki wrapped his
arms around the girl on top of him in a vain attempt to keep her as dry as
possible as he lifted her, carrying her into the palace.
"Good for nothing..." Nuriko mumbled in Tasuki's general direction as she
unloaded the pile of food she was carrying onto the floor.
Miaka shivered against him and he instinctivly tightened his embrace,
heating her body with his own.
"I suggest we get into warm clothes, as it doesn't appear that the rain will
let up any time soon."
The senshi nodded and, heeding Hotohori's advise, parted for their rooms.
"Arigatou, Tasuki-chan... but you can put me down now."
"G-gomen." he stuttered through his blush as he set her down, before
quickly realizing how cold it was without her.
Miaka smiled at him briefly before leaving for her room, and he returned
the gesture. She sighed as she closed the door and leaned against it,
holding her arms to her chest as she smiled shyly, replaying the days events
in her mind. She momentarily wondered what would have happened if she didn't
have Tasuki, and reasoned she would more than likely still be locked up in
her room, her face scared from so many tears. It was ironic how things had
worked out... because of Tasuki, of all people, she was almost completely
over Tamahome. She silently thanked Tasuki, before slipping off her
drentched clothes and putting a robe on in it's place.
Tasuki undid the row of buttons down his soaked white shirt and put on his
usual bandit outfit, thankful to be out of those cold, wet clothes. He stared
at his reflection in the mirror and sighed as he leaned against it.
"Dammit Tasuki..." he whispered, realizing he was practicaly unable to think
about anything but Miaka.
A hard knocking came at his door and he ignored it, wanting to be alone at
the moment.
"Tasuki! TASUKI!"
"Wadda ya want, Nuriko?!"
The door flew open and Nuriko stood before him, an unreadable expresion on
his face.
"Why're ya barge'n in here?!"
"Tasuki..."
Nuriko hesitated as he looked at him with the same expression, worry
momentarily crossing his features.
"...Tamahome's here."
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AN: Wow! I was expecting it to be really short! But it turned out longer
than the other ones! Talk about ironic, ay? Anyways... it's a cliffhanger!
Come on, you know there's gotta be one in here somewhere (you can put down
the mouse now...)! I'll have the next chapter out as soon as possible but
nothing makes me work harder than your prodding! So e-mail me as many times
as it takes to get me so annoyed that another chapter pops out!
Just kidding... i wouldn't get annoyed... my e-mail box is rather lonely
actually. Sooooo E-MAIL ME! Ja mata ne!
~WORDS YOU MAY NOT HAVE UNDERSTOOD~
Kuso- shit
Nani- what
Ecchi- pervert