Chapter 7 I'll be back...
Disclaimer: I simply do not own Fushugi Yuugi unfortunately...
Okay!!! The result has come in and the pairing is... I don't know...the entry closes at chapter 9 so there is still time for you guys to ask your friends to review and vote!!!
But the vote is the majority is Tamahome/Miaka and two votes for Hotohori/Miaka and one vote for Nuriko/Miaka so far
BTW does anybody know how to do those bold and italic thingy's? I really need to know...
Oh, and to one of my reviewers, leaving the sword behind is very crucial as the next few events happen because of it.
The red man grinned then threw the flag into the air.
"LET THE FIGHT BEGIN!!!"
Everything seemed to slowed down as Miaka watched the flag flutter down to earth.
Pluff
All the fighters watched as the flag hit the ground
The crowd roared as the fight began.
Miaka gritted her teeth as the white haired man turned to face her
"Die!!!" the man yelled as he rushed towards her
Miaka squeezed her sword handle and faced her opponent
Wack!!!
Miaka swung to the side with all her might and whacked the man in his ribs with the flat of her sword
Crack
Crack
Crack
Miaka gasped as the sound of breaking ribs reached her ears, she threw away her sword and ran to the man
"Oh my god!!! Are you okay?" she asked as she knelt before him
The man looked up, a glimmer in his eyes
Wham!!!
All the air was forced out of Miaka's lungs as he tackled her to the ground with his shoulder
"Boo!!!" the crowed roared as one in indignity
"Did you see that?"
"What a cheater!!!"
"I can't believe it!!!"
"Is he even a gentleman?"
"And she was trying to help him!!!"
Miaka tried getting up but was pushed back down again as the man placed his hands around her neck.
Squeeze
Miaka struggled and tried to pry his hands off her neck but deep in her heart she knew it was over
'Miaka!!! Don't give up!!!'
Yui's voice echoed in her head as she struggled
'I won't...give up!!!'
'You big meanie!!!"
Miaka twisted her hands around he's arms and rested them on his neck
Squeeze
Now both of the fighters were chocking and gagging as they tried to hold on to consciousness.
Miaka saw the mans eyes glimmer once again as he tried to kick her hip, she twisted just in time
"Oh? Two can play at the same game..." she whispered in a strained voice as she tried to kick his leg
Now the two of them were kicking this way and that as they rolled around the fighting ring oblivious to everything but each other.
Miaka felt her kicks go weaker and weaker as blackness ate at her vision
The white man felt her grip on his neck loosen as she stopped kicking.
She spent all her strength trying to take a breath.
The man grinned savagely as he rolled again, pinning Miaka onto the ground with his weight
He released a bit of pressure from her neck and watched as a bit of color seeped through her pale blue face
"It is a pity we have to fight against each other, otherwise we could have been friends" he murmured as he reapplied the pressure again.
He lowered his lips next to her ear
"Sayonara..."
Miaka stared at the sky. She had never felt so helpless in her whole entire life.
'If there is a god then please let there be a miracle' she thought as her eyes closed
'Miaka!'
Miaka's eyes shot open again as she heard Yui's voice
"Yui..."she whispered
'Miaka don't give up!!! Meatballs coming!!! You still have a chance!!!'
"Where...?" as the word left her lips she spotted a ball rolling rapidly towards her out of the corner of her eye.
Miaka sent a quick prayer to the heavens above.
Seconds ticked by as she waited for the ball to get closer.
'Come on, please hurry!' she thought in desperation as she pushed away the blackness
At long last after what seemed like a million years the ball was finally 50 meters away from them
Miaka closed her eyes and gently gripped the man's shirt, listening carefully as the ball came closer.
"Now!!!"
With the rest of her remaining strength she pushed the white man away from her and into the ball while at the same time flipping out of the way
"Yahh!!!!"
Miaka gratefully sucked in air into her lungs.
She stared
Miaka watched stupidly as the violet eyed man ran past her rolling Meatball as he went.
"Wahh!!!!"
She watched as he pushed Meatball, Wong Fei Hung and the white haired man off the fighting ring.
Wump
Miaka winced at the sound as the other three fighters hit the ground.
"I am soooo grateful Yui" she muttered
'You are veeerrry welcome' replied Yui
"Now all I need to do is defeat this man" she sighed rubbing her bruised neck
'Hey don't worry Miaka like I said before you won't even break a nail'
"You're right, I didn't break my nail I only almost snapped my neck, received fifty thousand bruises scratch myself till I'm half dead, sprain my wrist and pulled about half of my hair out"
'Ahhh...I didn't think about that'
"I just hope that white haired guy was Tamahome" she said as she eyed the man on the other side of the fighting ring
The red man on the side of the ring raised his hand up attracting Miaka and the man's attention
"The remaining finalists for the tournament is Tamahome and Miaka Yuki" he yelled before letting his hands drop
Miaka's jaw hit the ground
"Tamahome?" she squeaked
"Now let the fight begin!!!"
"No wait!!! Awww come on no fair" she protested as Tamahome began to dash towards her
It was only when he came closer did she see that he had a slash in his shoulder and several bite marks on his left hand
Apart from those things he looked fine
Miaka sprinted towards the sword and picked it up as she ran past, skidding to a halt she turned around to face him.
Her eyes widened as she watched him run towards her with great speed
She tightened her grip on the sword and shifted into a fighting stance
Wham
She blocked his kick with the flat of her sword and slashed forward aiming at his shoulder
Tamahome whacked her sword away with his forearm
"Awww come on can't you go easy on me?" she cried as she blocked his moves with the sword
"Nope sorry" he replied as he managed to punch her in the chest
Miaka stumbled backwards
"Nggg..."
She held the sword in one hand as the other gripped her chest, tears of pain stung her eyes as she stared at him.
Anger bubbled within her
"Gahh!!!!" Miaka dashed forward
"Don't you know that hitting a girl in her chest is the worst insult?!?" she yelled as she slashed from the bottom to the top
"You perverted weasel!!!" Tamahome wasn't fast enough to dodge Miaka's blow and felt pain sear through his chest as her sword created a shallow cut.
Miaka stopped.
Once again she had let her temper get the better of her
"I'm so sorry" she whispered her eyes cast down
Tamahome was puzzled, why would this girl just suddenly stop fighting and apologize to him?
"Uhhh...that's okay???" he replied lamely as he continued to look at her in puzzlement
Meanwhile the crowd had gotten restless
"Hurry up already!!!"
"Geez!!!"
"I had more fun staring at a pigsty!!!"
"Get on with it!!!"
Tamahome did a low quick sweep and watched as she jumped
Miaka landed neatly on the ground, but wouldn't fight back
'God Miaka you SUCK!!!!' Yui's experated voice rang through Miaka's mind
"What do you mean I SUCK?!?" Miaka cried as she blocked Tamahome's punch
'I mean you suck as in you suck!!!'
"And why's that???"
'You suck because you can't hit him'
"Of course I can hit him" retorted Miaka, as if to prove her point she managed to slice through Tamahome's clothes and nick his skin, Miaka didn't notice
'Good, good that's it!!! You're getting the hang of it'
"You sound like my trainer from when I was 6" grumbled Miaka as she continued to slash at Tamahome
'Just get on with it'
Miaka rolled her eyes
Tamahome, seeing this did a swift kick knocking the blade out of Miaka's hands and out of the ring
"No! My sword"
Miaka watched helplessly as the sword flew high, flashing for a moment before dropping out of view.
She twirled around
"The problem with you weapon fighters is that you rely too much on your weapons, you are helpless without them which is your greatest weakness and downfall no matter how good you are" murmured Tamahome calmly
"You'll find that I'm not like those weapon fighters" answered Miaka shifting into a fighting stance
"That's what they all say" Tamahome replied
Miaka struck, her shin connecting hard with his forearm, years of practice stopped her from crying out loud and hopping around like an idiot though that was what she wanted to do at that moment
"God!!! How many litres of milk do you drink a day?" she asked as she saw not even a hint of a bruise appeared on his arm
"Milk?" Tamahome asked
'Just stop talking and get on with the fight Miaka'
"Right, gomen nasai Yui-Chan"
'You should be'
"You get so snobby sometimes"
Tamahome tried gouging her eyes out which Miaka blocked (she blocked it by placing her hand on the bridge of her nose upright to stop his fingers from digging deep holes into her eyes and blinding her)
Unfortunately for Miaka the size difference between her hand and Tamahome's fingers were, well a bit extreme.
Needless to say Miaka felt a deep burning pain in her eyes as the tips of his fingers connected hard with her sensitive, moist eye
Miaka stumbled away her hands covering her face
"Ow ow ow that hurt!" she cried running up and down the ring
"This is your entire fault Yui!!!" yelled Miaka still running blindly
'Eh heh heh heh heh...gulp'
She felt the sun's warmth disappear from her body and knew that Tamahome was standing somewhere in front of her
"Okay lessee now, sensei always told me that one of the good qualities I had was that I don't rely much on my sense of sight" she muttered as she backed away, her eyes closed
"So all I have to do is use my ears and my body to know where he is"
"Hiyaah"
Miaka struck forward and was rewarded with a groan as her knee connected with Tamahome's cheek
(okay I'm gonna wrap this fight up)
"Urrgh..."
Miaka frowned
"Okay, where did you go???" she whispered as she tried to hear his footsteps
Wham
Miaka gasped out as Tamahome's kick connected with her ribs cracking two of them
Cough
She wiped the small dribble of blood from the corner of her mouth.
"How?" she whispered
"How were you able to creep up on me without me knowing it?"
"It's a secret" came Tamahome's voice from behind her
Miaka whirled around, she spun her head this way and that trying to hear where he had gone
Krrr (that's the sound of a shoe stepping on a stone ;)
Miaka struck out and whacked Tamahome in the arm
She smiled slightly despite the pain in her chest and ribs
"Some secret"
Tamahome laughed much to Miaka's bewilderment
"Oh no, that was just for warm up now this is the real thing"
Miaka: TT
(I am sooo sorry you guys I can't keep my promise TT I find it impossible to type a fight in detail so I'm just gonna skip this part)
Once again all I can say is that a lot of punches and kicks and girly scratches were exchanged as well as another sprained wrist, twisted ankle, split lips, more bruises, scratches and bite marks
Miaka grinned, apart from the occasional duel she has with her sensei this was the best fight she ever had
She whipped her head to the side as fast as she could and felt her hair connect hard with Tamahome's face.
Whap
The sound echoed throughout the whole fighting ring
Miaka winced, that must have seriously hurt
The two fighters withdrew
Tamahome smiled.
He dashed forward, closing the gap between them and leaped forward, doing a forward somersault over Miaka's head, just as he was about to land he twisted around and grabbed her wrists twisting them behind her back.
Miaka stifled a cry from the pain in her sprained wrist and tried to twirl around to kick him
But before she could Tamahome knocked the back of her knees forcing her into a kneel, hurriedly he pressed one leg against them pinning them down, passing her two slim wrists into one hand he wrapped his free arm around Miaka's already overly bruised neck.
Miaka opened her eyes as she struggled to free herself
"Dammit" she growled through gritted teeth
"What is up with you people and my neck?"
Tamahome tightened his strangle hold
Miaka squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to breathe
"You are such a cheater" she muttered as she continued to struggle
"How?"
"You took advantage of my loss of sight" Miaka replied rapidly using up her remaining precious oxygen
"No I didn't I was just using tactics"
"No you we-"She slumped
Tamahome frowned in confusion and released his hold on her neck
Miaka merely dropped to the ground.
Tamahome hurriedly caught her and used his arms to support her
"Huh?" he stared down at her pale motionless face
Carefully he waved his hand in front of her face expecting her to snap open her eyes and chomp on it (hey, who can blame the poor guy? He was bitten more than fifty times by Miaka)
But Miaka's face remained as still as a stone
The red man walked over and peered at Miaka before...
"And the winner of this tournament and 500 gold ryo is....Tamahome!!!!"
The crowd cheered
Tamahome gently laid Miaka onto the ground before getting up and dusting himself off
Looking around he saw the leader of the gang talking to a servant in low tones
Shrugging he walked after the man in red but couldn't help himself notice the leader passing a small sack of gold before the servant nodded
Tamahome looked away as the servants began cleaning up the fighting ring but stopped as he watched the servant make a straight beeline towards Miaka.
His eyes narrowed as the servant began dragging Miaka into the black shadows
He hesitated, should he follow the man to collect his prize or stop and help the girl?
He could have defeated the gang if he wasn't so drained of his strength and he could have saved the girl and get the money if she hadn't twisted his ankle
But he doesn't even know this girl at all so why should he save her? But if they get her he will know he could have saved her but didn't and that will make him feel guilty
So he had to choose, girl or money? girl or money?
"Girl or money?" asked Tamahome out loud
Miaka was almost pulled into the shadows
"Ah... um... Girl!"
Tamahome dashed after the servant ignoring the pain in his ankle
Boom!!!
The air was thick with smoke as Tamahome jumped over the head's of the gang that had crowded around the unconscious Miaka
Anger boiled within Tamahome when he saw the leader looking up from unbuttoning Miaka's shirt
"You dirty little BASTARD!!!"
Tamahome yelled out the last word as he kicked the leader in the stomach, sending him flying off into the distance
He bent down and scooped Miaka up into his arms
And, kicking the gang left and right as he went, ran out of the shadows releasing a few more smoke bombs
As the thick white smoke began climbing out of their confided space to spread over the fighting ring and the audience, Tamahome jumped up onto the top of the wall surrounding the fighting ring before jumping again onto a building and another and another and etc.
20 minutes later...
Tamahome opened the door to his hut and walked in closing the door behind him
He sighed with relief as he placed Miaka onto his bed before rubbing his arms
He shook his head in amazement
This girl was only one head shorter than him but weighed only like one sack of rice
Unbelievable
He sat down on the stool next to his bed and stared at her
She looked so...small and kiddish, like his youngest sister Yuiren (I think that's her name) but at the same time she looked so mature.
He got up with a sigh and, grabbing a bucket as he went walked out of the house
5 minutes later...
Tamahome walked over to Miaka with a small bowl in one hand and a white cloth in the other
He plonked himself down onto the stool and dipped the white cloth into the dish
Tamahome placed the dish onto the floor and leaned over the bed, dabbing the corner of the cloth onto Miaka's wounds, he gave the cloth a quick rinse then gently wiped the dried blood off her face, the material gliding over her smooth skin.
He placed a finger on her face and watched it slide down, her skin felt so soft, so warm...
Huh???
Tamahome blinked, what in the name of Suzaku was he doing???
He hurriedly drew back his hand and blushed, something he didn't do often.
"What is wrong with me???" Tamahome shook his head and left
5 days later...
Miaka's eyes slowly fluttered open, before shutting close again
"Ow" she muttered as she shielded her eyes from the sun light
Her eyes snapped open
She was in SOMEONE'S bed in THEIR home
"Ahhh!!!"
Miaka tried to get up only to flop down again
She groaned
"Ouch...I feel like stiff board..."
She lay there for a minute or so
'Miaka!!!'
"Yui?!?"
'Yeah it's me!!! I see you've woken up!!!'
"Obviously"
Miaka tried getting up again
"Come on, I can do it!!!"
She heaved herself up and leaned on the wall
"I see you've awaken"
Miaka looked up and found herself staring in to the face of Tamahome
"Waah!!!" Miaka scooted to the side of the bed
"You've been asleep for 5 days now"
"5 DAYS?!?"
'More like 5 minutes' replied Yui
"So each day equals a minute?"
'Seems like it'
Miaka looked away from Tamahome
"Thank you for going through the trouble of saving" she muttered not willing to meet his gaze
"No problem" replied Tamahome noticing a faint blush grace her pale face
"Anyway, I just about finished making breakfast, would you like to join me???"
"If it's not to much of a bother"
"No, not at all"
Tamahome, ever the gentleman offered his hand towards Miaka
She hesitated before placing her small hand in his allowing him to pull her from the bed
She stumbled
Miaka's blush deepened not just only from the fact that she felt embarrassed but also because Tamahome had his arms wrapped around her slim waist to stop her from falling to the ground
"I'm sorry"
"There's no need to be sorry, it's only normal or your legs to feel a little weak"
Miaka cursed silently
Why hadn't she thought of that earlier?
She let Tamahome take her to another room, noting how shabby it looked.
On the side of the room was a small table laden with a couple of fishes, some veggies and two bowls of rice
It was a small pitiful heap
Miaka sat down on a stool opposite Tamahome and mentally reminded herself to control how much she ate
"I'm sorry, it's not much" apologized Tamahome
"Oh, no this is the amount I usually eat" Miaka lied quickly
Tamahome grinned
"It's the same with all of us too"
"Really?"
"Yeah"
"Oh"
Both of them ate in silence
Miaka nibbled her food taking in small gulps from her rice bowl though she felt like inhaling the whole thing
Tamahome watched her nibble away
No wonder she's so light.
"You're a foreigner, aren't you???"
Miaka grinned cheerfully
"How on earth did you know???"
Okay that's enough for one chapter...; if I continued the chap would be way too long... anyways this is the longest chap I've written so far I'll try to update once or twice a month on school days and three to five times on the holidays!!!!
PLEZ R&R!!!
Disclaimer: I simply do not own Fushugi Yuugi unfortunately...
Okay!!! The result has come in and the pairing is... I don't know...the entry closes at chapter 9 so there is still time for you guys to ask your friends to review and vote!!!
But the vote is the majority is Tamahome/Miaka and two votes for Hotohori/Miaka and one vote for Nuriko/Miaka so far
BTW does anybody know how to do those bold and italic thingy's? I really need to know...
Oh, and to one of my reviewers, leaving the sword behind is very crucial as the next few events happen because of it.
The red man grinned then threw the flag into the air.
"LET THE FIGHT BEGIN!!!"
Everything seemed to slowed down as Miaka watched the flag flutter down to earth.
Pluff
All the fighters watched as the flag hit the ground
The crowd roared as the fight began.
Miaka gritted her teeth as the white haired man turned to face her
"Die!!!" the man yelled as he rushed towards her
Miaka squeezed her sword handle and faced her opponent
Wack!!!
Miaka swung to the side with all her might and whacked the man in his ribs with the flat of her sword
Crack
Crack
Crack
Miaka gasped as the sound of breaking ribs reached her ears, she threw away her sword and ran to the man
"Oh my god!!! Are you okay?" she asked as she knelt before him
The man looked up, a glimmer in his eyes
Wham!!!
All the air was forced out of Miaka's lungs as he tackled her to the ground with his shoulder
"Boo!!!" the crowed roared as one in indignity
"Did you see that?"
"What a cheater!!!"
"I can't believe it!!!"
"Is he even a gentleman?"
"And she was trying to help him!!!"
Miaka tried getting up but was pushed back down again as the man placed his hands around her neck.
Squeeze
Miaka struggled and tried to pry his hands off her neck but deep in her heart she knew it was over
'Miaka!!! Don't give up!!!'
Yui's voice echoed in her head as she struggled
'I won't...give up!!!'
'You big meanie!!!"
Miaka twisted her hands around he's arms and rested them on his neck
Squeeze
Now both of the fighters were chocking and gagging as they tried to hold on to consciousness.
Miaka saw the mans eyes glimmer once again as he tried to kick her hip, she twisted just in time
"Oh? Two can play at the same game..." she whispered in a strained voice as she tried to kick his leg
Now the two of them were kicking this way and that as they rolled around the fighting ring oblivious to everything but each other.
Miaka felt her kicks go weaker and weaker as blackness ate at her vision
The white man felt her grip on his neck loosen as she stopped kicking.
She spent all her strength trying to take a breath.
The man grinned savagely as he rolled again, pinning Miaka onto the ground with his weight
He released a bit of pressure from her neck and watched as a bit of color seeped through her pale blue face
"It is a pity we have to fight against each other, otherwise we could have been friends" he murmured as he reapplied the pressure again.
He lowered his lips next to her ear
"Sayonara..."
Miaka stared at the sky. She had never felt so helpless in her whole entire life.
'If there is a god then please let there be a miracle' she thought as her eyes closed
'Miaka!'
Miaka's eyes shot open again as she heard Yui's voice
"Yui..."she whispered
'Miaka don't give up!!! Meatballs coming!!! You still have a chance!!!'
"Where...?" as the word left her lips she spotted a ball rolling rapidly towards her out of the corner of her eye.
Miaka sent a quick prayer to the heavens above.
Seconds ticked by as she waited for the ball to get closer.
'Come on, please hurry!' she thought in desperation as she pushed away the blackness
At long last after what seemed like a million years the ball was finally 50 meters away from them
Miaka closed her eyes and gently gripped the man's shirt, listening carefully as the ball came closer.
"Now!!!"
With the rest of her remaining strength she pushed the white man away from her and into the ball while at the same time flipping out of the way
"Yahh!!!!"
Miaka gratefully sucked in air into her lungs.
She stared
Miaka watched stupidly as the violet eyed man ran past her rolling Meatball as he went.
"Wahh!!!!"
She watched as he pushed Meatball, Wong Fei Hung and the white haired man off the fighting ring.
Wump
Miaka winced at the sound as the other three fighters hit the ground.
"I am soooo grateful Yui" she muttered
'You are veeerrry welcome' replied Yui
"Now all I need to do is defeat this man" she sighed rubbing her bruised neck
'Hey don't worry Miaka like I said before you won't even break a nail'
"You're right, I didn't break my nail I only almost snapped my neck, received fifty thousand bruises scratch myself till I'm half dead, sprain my wrist and pulled about half of my hair out"
'Ahhh...I didn't think about that'
"I just hope that white haired guy was Tamahome" she said as she eyed the man on the other side of the fighting ring
The red man on the side of the ring raised his hand up attracting Miaka and the man's attention
"The remaining finalists for the tournament is Tamahome and Miaka Yuki" he yelled before letting his hands drop
Miaka's jaw hit the ground
"Tamahome?" she squeaked
"Now let the fight begin!!!"
"No wait!!! Awww come on no fair" she protested as Tamahome began to dash towards her
It was only when he came closer did she see that he had a slash in his shoulder and several bite marks on his left hand
Apart from those things he looked fine
Miaka sprinted towards the sword and picked it up as she ran past, skidding to a halt she turned around to face him.
Her eyes widened as she watched him run towards her with great speed
She tightened her grip on the sword and shifted into a fighting stance
Wham
She blocked his kick with the flat of her sword and slashed forward aiming at his shoulder
Tamahome whacked her sword away with his forearm
"Awww come on can't you go easy on me?" she cried as she blocked his moves with the sword
"Nope sorry" he replied as he managed to punch her in the chest
Miaka stumbled backwards
"Nggg..."
She held the sword in one hand as the other gripped her chest, tears of pain stung her eyes as she stared at him.
Anger bubbled within her
"Gahh!!!!" Miaka dashed forward
"Don't you know that hitting a girl in her chest is the worst insult?!?" she yelled as she slashed from the bottom to the top
"You perverted weasel!!!" Tamahome wasn't fast enough to dodge Miaka's blow and felt pain sear through his chest as her sword created a shallow cut.
Miaka stopped.
Once again she had let her temper get the better of her
"I'm so sorry" she whispered her eyes cast down
Tamahome was puzzled, why would this girl just suddenly stop fighting and apologize to him?
"Uhhh...that's okay???" he replied lamely as he continued to look at her in puzzlement
Meanwhile the crowd had gotten restless
"Hurry up already!!!"
"Geez!!!"
"I had more fun staring at a pigsty!!!"
"Get on with it!!!"
Tamahome did a low quick sweep and watched as she jumped
Miaka landed neatly on the ground, but wouldn't fight back
'God Miaka you SUCK!!!!' Yui's experated voice rang through Miaka's mind
"What do you mean I SUCK?!?" Miaka cried as she blocked Tamahome's punch
'I mean you suck as in you suck!!!'
"And why's that???"
'You suck because you can't hit him'
"Of course I can hit him" retorted Miaka, as if to prove her point she managed to slice through Tamahome's clothes and nick his skin, Miaka didn't notice
'Good, good that's it!!! You're getting the hang of it'
"You sound like my trainer from when I was 6" grumbled Miaka as she continued to slash at Tamahome
'Just get on with it'
Miaka rolled her eyes
Tamahome, seeing this did a swift kick knocking the blade out of Miaka's hands and out of the ring
"No! My sword"
Miaka watched helplessly as the sword flew high, flashing for a moment before dropping out of view.
She twirled around
"The problem with you weapon fighters is that you rely too much on your weapons, you are helpless without them which is your greatest weakness and downfall no matter how good you are" murmured Tamahome calmly
"You'll find that I'm not like those weapon fighters" answered Miaka shifting into a fighting stance
"That's what they all say" Tamahome replied
Miaka struck, her shin connecting hard with his forearm, years of practice stopped her from crying out loud and hopping around like an idiot though that was what she wanted to do at that moment
"God!!! How many litres of milk do you drink a day?" she asked as she saw not even a hint of a bruise appeared on his arm
"Milk?" Tamahome asked
'Just stop talking and get on with the fight Miaka'
"Right, gomen nasai Yui-Chan"
'You should be'
"You get so snobby sometimes"
Tamahome tried gouging her eyes out which Miaka blocked (she blocked it by placing her hand on the bridge of her nose upright to stop his fingers from digging deep holes into her eyes and blinding her)
Unfortunately for Miaka the size difference between her hand and Tamahome's fingers were, well a bit extreme.
Needless to say Miaka felt a deep burning pain in her eyes as the tips of his fingers connected hard with her sensitive, moist eye
Miaka stumbled away her hands covering her face
"Ow ow ow that hurt!" she cried running up and down the ring
"This is your entire fault Yui!!!" yelled Miaka still running blindly
'Eh heh heh heh heh...gulp'
She felt the sun's warmth disappear from her body and knew that Tamahome was standing somewhere in front of her
"Okay lessee now, sensei always told me that one of the good qualities I had was that I don't rely much on my sense of sight" she muttered as she backed away, her eyes closed
"So all I have to do is use my ears and my body to know where he is"
"Hiyaah"
Miaka struck forward and was rewarded with a groan as her knee connected with Tamahome's cheek
(okay I'm gonna wrap this fight up)
"Urrgh..."
Miaka frowned
"Okay, where did you go???" she whispered as she tried to hear his footsteps
Wham
Miaka gasped out as Tamahome's kick connected with her ribs cracking two of them
Cough
She wiped the small dribble of blood from the corner of her mouth.
"How?" she whispered
"How were you able to creep up on me without me knowing it?"
"It's a secret" came Tamahome's voice from behind her
Miaka whirled around, she spun her head this way and that trying to hear where he had gone
Krrr (that's the sound of a shoe stepping on a stone ;)
Miaka struck out and whacked Tamahome in the arm
She smiled slightly despite the pain in her chest and ribs
"Some secret"
Tamahome laughed much to Miaka's bewilderment
"Oh no, that was just for warm up now this is the real thing"
Miaka: TT
(I am sooo sorry you guys I can't keep my promise TT I find it impossible to type a fight in detail so I'm just gonna skip this part)
Once again all I can say is that a lot of punches and kicks and girly scratches were exchanged as well as another sprained wrist, twisted ankle, split lips, more bruises, scratches and bite marks
Miaka grinned, apart from the occasional duel she has with her sensei this was the best fight she ever had
She whipped her head to the side as fast as she could and felt her hair connect hard with Tamahome's face.
Whap
The sound echoed throughout the whole fighting ring
Miaka winced, that must have seriously hurt
The two fighters withdrew
Tamahome smiled.
He dashed forward, closing the gap between them and leaped forward, doing a forward somersault over Miaka's head, just as he was about to land he twisted around and grabbed her wrists twisting them behind her back.
Miaka stifled a cry from the pain in her sprained wrist and tried to twirl around to kick him
But before she could Tamahome knocked the back of her knees forcing her into a kneel, hurriedly he pressed one leg against them pinning them down, passing her two slim wrists into one hand he wrapped his free arm around Miaka's already overly bruised neck.
Miaka opened her eyes as she struggled to free herself
"Dammit" she growled through gritted teeth
"What is up with you people and my neck?"
Tamahome tightened his strangle hold
Miaka squeezed her eyes shut as she tried to breathe
"You are such a cheater" she muttered as she continued to struggle
"How?"
"You took advantage of my loss of sight" Miaka replied rapidly using up her remaining precious oxygen
"No I didn't I was just using tactics"
"No you we-"She slumped
Tamahome frowned in confusion and released his hold on her neck
Miaka merely dropped to the ground.
Tamahome hurriedly caught her and used his arms to support her
"Huh?" he stared down at her pale motionless face
Carefully he waved his hand in front of her face expecting her to snap open her eyes and chomp on it (hey, who can blame the poor guy? He was bitten more than fifty times by Miaka)
But Miaka's face remained as still as a stone
The red man walked over and peered at Miaka before...
"And the winner of this tournament and 500 gold ryo is....Tamahome!!!!"
The crowd cheered
Tamahome gently laid Miaka onto the ground before getting up and dusting himself off
Looking around he saw the leader of the gang talking to a servant in low tones
Shrugging he walked after the man in red but couldn't help himself notice the leader passing a small sack of gold before the servant nodded
Tamahome looked away as the servants began cleaning up the fighting ring but stopped as he watched the servant make a straight beeline towards Miaka.
His eyes narrowed as the servant began dragging Miaka into the black shadows
He hesitated, should he follow the man to collect his prize or stop and help the girl?
He could have defeated the gang if he wasn't so drained of his strength and he could have saved the girl and get the money if she hadn't twisted his ankle
But he doesn't even know this girl at all so why should he save her? But if they get her he will know he could have saved her but didn't and that will make him feel guilty
So he had to choose, girl or money? girl or money?
"Girl or money?" asked Tamahome out loud
Miaka was almost pulled into the shadows
"Ah... um... Girl!"
Tamahome dashed after the servant ignoring the pain in his ankle
Boom!!!
The air was thick with smoke as Tamahome jumped over the head's of the gang that had crowded around the unconscious Miaka
Anger boiled within Tamahome when he saw the leader looking up from unbuttoning Miaka's shirt
"You dirty little BASTARD!!!"
Tamahome yelled out the last word as he kicked the leader in the stomach, sending him flying off into the distance
He bent down and scooped Miaka up into his arms
And, kicking the gang left and right as he went, ran out of the shadows releasing a few more smoke bombs
As the thick white smoke began climbing out of their confided space to spread over the fighting ring and the audience, Tamahome jumped up onto the top of the wall surrounding the fighting ring before jumping again onto a building and another and another and etc.
20 minutes later...
Tamahome opened the door to his hut and walked in closing the door behind him
He sighed with relief as he placed Miaka onto his bed before rubbing his arms
He shook his head in amazement
This girl was only one head shorter than him but weighed only like one sack of rice
Unbelievable
He sat down on the stool next to his bed and stared at her
She looked so...small and kiddish, like his youngest sister Yuiren (I think that's her name) but at the same time she looked so mature.
He got up with a sigh and, grabbing a bucket as he went walked out of the house
5 minutes later...
Tamahome walked over to Miaka with a small bowl in one hand and a white cloth in the other
He plonked himself down onto the stool and dipped the white cloth into the dish
Tamahome placed the dish onto the floor and leaned over the bed, dabbing the corner of the cloth onto Miaka's wounds, he gave the cloth a quick rinse then gently wiped the dried blood off her face, the material gliding over her smooth skin.
He placed a finger on her face and watched it slide down, her skin felt so soft, so warm...
Huh???
Tamahome blinked, what in the name of Suzaku was he doing???
He hurriedly drew back his hand and blushed, something he didn't do often.
"What is wrong with me???" Tamahome shook his head and left
5 days later...
Miaka's eyes slowly fluttered open, before shutting close again
"Ow" she muttered as she shielded her eyes from the sun light
Her eyes snapped open
She was in SOMEONE'S bed in THEIR home
"Ahhh!!!"
Miaka tried to get up only to flop down again
She groaned
"Ouch...I feel like stiff board..."
She lay there for a minute or so
'Miaka!!!'
"Yui?!?"
'Yeah it's me!!! I see you've woken up!!!'
"Obviously"
Miaka tried getting up again
"Come on, I can do it!!!"
She heaved herself up and leaned on the wall
"I see you've awaken"
Miaka looked up and found herself staring in to the face of Tamahome
"Waah!!!" Miaka scooted to the side of the bed
"You've been asleep for 5 days now"
"5 DAYS?!?"
'More like 5 minutes' replied Yui
"So each day equals a minute?"
'Seems like it'
Miaka looked away from Tamahome
"Thank you for going through the trouble of saving" she muttered not willing to meet his gaze
"No problem" replied Tamahome noticing a faint blush grace her pale face
"Anyway, I just about finished making breakfast, would you like to join me???"
"If it's not to much of a bother"
"No, not at all"
Tamahome, ever the gentleman offered his hand towards Miaka
She hesitated before placing her small hand in his allowing him to pull her from the bed
She stumbled
Miaka's blush deepened not just only from the fact that she felt embarrassed but also because Tamahome had his arms wrapped around her slim waist to stop her from falling to the ground
"I'm sorry"
"There's no need to be sorry, it's only normal or your legs to feel a little weak"
Miaka cursed silently
Why hadn't she thought of that earlier?
She let Tamahome take her to another room, noting how shabby it looked.
On the side of the room was a small table laden with a couple of fishes, some veggies and two bowls of rice
It was a small pitiful heap
Miaka sat down on a stool opposite Tamahome and mentally reminded herself to control how much she ate
"I'm sorry, it's not much" apologized Tamahome
"Oh, no this is the amount I usually eat" Miaka lied quickly
Tamahome grinned
"It's the same with all of us too"
"Really?"
"Yeah"
"Oh"
Both of them ate in silence
Miaka nibbled her food taking in small gulps from her rice bowl though she felt like inhaling the whole thing
Tamahome watched her nibble away
No wonder she's so light.
"You're a foreigner, aren't you???"
Miaka grinned cheerfully
"How on earth did you know???"
Okay that's enough for one chapter...; if I continued the chap would be way too long... anyways this is the longest chap I've written so far I'll try to update once or twice a month on school days and three to five times on the holidays!!!!
PLEZ R&R!!!