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What's On the Agenda?

          The priestess of Suzaku, the legendary girl from another world summoned to save Konan, was currently throwing a temper tantrum.

          "I WANNA GO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOME!!!!" Miaka wailed as she thrashed on the floor, beating her fists on the wooden boards. 

          Tamahome, appearing out of nowhere, sat on her, pinned her arms down and said," Calm down, calm down, big brother is here to comfort you."

          Miaka choked out," Can't…….breathe……."

          Tamahome, unaware that he was slowly suffocating his miko, continued,"-and my first act as big brother is to remind you that when you find all the seishis and summon Suzaku, you can wish to go home.  My second act-"

          Miaka, mishearing Tamahome, threw him off her with inhuman strength and cried," FIND THE SUSHI?! TAMAHOME, THIS NOSE CAN SMELL FOOD FROM THREE CITY BLOCKS AWAY!" and with that she scurried off to fill the black hole she refers to as "stomach". 

          Tamahome, unaware that he lost his audience, said,"-is to steal all your money and valuable possessions to sell……Eh? Miaka?  Where'd you go, it's no fun to steal things when nobody's there!"

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          As Miaka was tromping through the hallways, she realized that she had no clue as to where she was going. 

          "Oh well, maybe I can eat the walls, there sure are a lot of them," she thought out loud as her tummy growled loudly.  A door across the hallway burst open to reveal Hotohori and some frightened counselors. 

          Hotohori waved around a sword and yelled," BACK TO WHENCE YOU CAME, BEAST!"

          Miaka sighed and pouted," First I'm an intruder, then I'm a priestess, now I'm a beast?  Make up your minds people!"

          Hotohori looked at her and said," Miaka, are you alright?  We were in a meeting with our adviors when we heard the sound of a terrible beast."

          "That was my stomach," Miaka cheerfully informed him.

          One of the advisors came up to Miaka, started pinching her cheeks and said in a baby voice," Aw, is miko-chan hungry? Yes you are! Yes you are!"

          "I'm not four!" Miaka tried to say, but it came out more like "Ahm na fou".

          Another advisor added," How about some delicy-wissie bean curd? Or some yummy yummy ramen for your tummy tummy tummy!"  The rest of the counselors were rolling on the floor laughing.  Hotohori finally shoo'ed away the counselors while sternly calling after them," BAD advisors, BAD advisors, go to your rooms and not a peep out of you until you either grow up or become less ugly!"

          Miaka sweatdropped and said," Can you BE any more vain?"

          Hotohori replied in awe," Wow, that's a big word, Miaka……WE'RE SO PROUD!"  He cleared his throat and said," But anyway, we were planning on talking to you anyway.  We must discuss your duties as a priestess."

          Miaka whined," Awwwwwwwwww, do I HAVE to?"

          "YES, you do," Hotohori sternly answered.

          The miko sighed and muttered," WWJD."

          Hotohori asked confusedly," What does that mean? Is it a common term in your world?"

          "DUH! WWJD- What Would Jaba-the-Hutt Do?"

          "Huh?  Nevermind, as Suzaku no Miko, you must find the other five celestial warriors of Suzaku: Tasuki, Nuriko, Chichiri, Mitsukake, and Chiriko.  Of course, none of them shall be as beautiful as we are." He paused to admire himself in a hall mirror.  Then he continued," Once all of the seishi are found, we can summon Suzaku to grant your wishes, but, as emperor, we implore you to grant Konan the peace it deserves." Hotohori finished.

          Miaka vigorously nodded her head and said," Right, so I need to find the six extraterrestrial soldiers of Seiryu so I can bring death and destruction to this country. Gotcha!"

          "The SEVEN CELESTIAL WARRIORS of SUZAKU, DAMMIT!!!  GET YOUR FACTS STRAIGHT, YOU UN-BEAUTIFUL PERSON, YOU!"

          Tamahome's voice cut in," It kinda makes you want to smack some IQ points in there, doesn't it?" 

Hotohori looked at the spaced-out, drooling girl and sighed," Indeed."

          Miaka snapped out of her reverie and said," Oh yeah, IT'S LUNCHTIME!!!!!"

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          After lunch as the trio was leaving the table, a servant came up to Hotohori and said," Heika-sama, as you requested we have gathered the most gifted scholars and fighters from the palace in the courtyard."

          "Excellent," Hotohori said. "Miaka, Tamahome, the next constellation is referred to by the characters "gong" and "wu", which means "palace" and "strength"."

          "I'll test them out," Tamahome said, cracking his knuckles. A splintering sound was heard, followed by an "OW!" as Tamahome nursed his injured hand. 

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          When they reached the courtyard, they were greeted with the sight of some frail, old men that looked like they could fall over if you breathed on them too hard.

          "Are those the scholars?" Miaka asked.

          Hotohori proudly scoffed," Of course not!  Do you not see their muscles?-their obvious strength?  These are the best of the best, the Konan army!"  A thud resonated through the courtyard as one of the soldiers keeled over.  Tamahome and Miaka sweatdropped as medics swarmed the scene and carried the poor guy away. 

          "……..sunstroke.  The heat must have caused him to collapse from dehydration," Hotohori ignorantly assumed.

          "Uh, Hotohori-sama, he's kicked the bucket. He's bit the big one. He is meeting his maker. In other words, he's DEAD." Tamahome firmly stated.

          Hotohori wailed," NOOOOOOO! AND WE WERE JUST GETTING STARTED!!! DAMN YOU SALAZAAR!"

          While Hotohori and Tamahome were talking, Miaka had walked up to the soldiers and had started to make faces at them because she wanted to see if they were like those British guards that didn't move even if you gave them wedgies or silly-stringed them.  As she flicked them off, their glares could have melted her on the spot, if that was possible.  Scared, she fled from the spot, running into the pillar of a pavilion.  As soon as her head connected with the heavy stone, it started to crumble.

          Tamahome mused," Makes you wonder how thick her head really is."  Dazed, Miaka slumped to the ground nearly unconscious as the roof started to give in.

          Hotohori turned to Tamahome and said," You save her."

          Tamahome huffed," I don't wanna, why don't YOU save her?"

          "You're her seishi, go and protect her or something!"

          "So are you!"

          Hotohori sighed and said," We'll pay you to save her."  Tamahome's eyes became yen signs as he skipped off to "save" his "beloved miko" from the falling building.  Of course, none of them were aware of the young woman watching them from the shadows.

          "Not nobility, yet so close to the emperor……oh well, I can always assassinate her if she gets too close to MY Hotohori-sama." Satisfied, the woman fell silent and watched the actions of the Suzaku seishi and miko.