Yes, I am still alive people. Bet you thought I had abandoned this fic, didn't you? No way! I like this fanfic of mine. I love my Byakko (hugs the very handsome Tiger God).

Byakko: (gasps for breath as his whole face turned blue)

Sapphire: Whoops! (lets go) Sorry Byakko…Hohoho! (grins)

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Note2: This chapter is dedicated to LinaIX for without her fic 'Longing', I wouldn't have thought of this coupling and to Mysterious Anime Fantom; for always being there to read and review my FY fics. Also, I would like to dedicate this to everyone who reviewed. You guys rock!!!

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Crimson Wings of Love

Chapter two: Explanations

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Suzaku turned his attention to the blonde-haired man and cocked an eyebrow.

The man was unfamiliar to him. Who was he to his Miko?

The fire god felt an empty feeling in his stomach and he clenched his fists tightly.

He knew that it wasn't his own business yet why did he feel jealous?

Lost in his thoughts; Suzaku didn't noticed that Keisuke had by now, approached him, until the blonde gripped a hand on his shirt and pulled the redhead closer as if to inspect him.

Keisuke was furious and agitated. Where had this guy come from?

The blonde knew that Miaka couldn't have invited the guy in. He himself had just come out of her room.

Keisuke narrowed his blue eyes further.

Plus, the guy's silence was irking him. He couldn't have been a friend of Miaka's; she would've told him that this guy was planning to come over.

Keisuke's blue eyes blazed with silent fury.

He must be a stalker then.

"Listen, if you'd touched my sister even once, I'll beat you up so bad your own mother wouldn't recognize you." Keisuke growled as he glared at the other man who was perhaps the same age as Taka.

Being in over-protective-older-brother mode; Keisuke didn't noticed Miaka slapping her forehead with her hand nor did he noticed the redhead's equally crimson eyes flashing dangerously.

Suzaku was furious at the blonde man. Although the god of Konan knew that older brothers tend to get a bit-protective of their younger female siblings, he was annoyed that the blonde mortal had even thought that he, the God of Fire and Love, would harm his own priestess.

Suzaku frowned. The idea was absurd.

Crimson eyes gazed down at the clenched fist tucking his shirt. Suzaku's eyebrows narrowed and the Phoenix God held out a hand to grasp the blonde mortal's.

"If you could kindly release me, I will be delighted to explain." Suzaku said in between gritted teeth; his voice as cold as the artic winds of his brother, Byakko.

Keisuke narrowed his blue eyes even more. He noted the sarcasm embedded in very word of the other man's sentence and was about to threaten him further when Miaka suddenly cried out frustratingly.

"Oh for goodness' sake, Keisuke. Let him go now! He's Suzaku; one of the Four Gods of the Book."

Suzaku let a smirk passed his lips as he noticed the blonde mortal's – whom Miaka called Keisuke – eyes widened as he let go of the fire god in surprise.

Keisuke stared openly in shock at the smirking Suzaku and gulped silently.

He is in so much deep shit right now.

Watching the scene unfolding before her; Miaka rubbed her temples in irritation.

What an eventful day today has been.

Miaka let out a sigh before she turned to glance at Suzaku and said.

"Suzaku-sama, it would be so much help if you could explain to us why you're here."

Suzaku shifted his crimson eyes to look into Miaka's amber eyes and nodded his head in agreement.

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After Suzaku explained the whole situation to them; minus the whole reason why he was sent in their world in the first place; Miaka was relieved to know that the world inside the Book of the Four Gods was still safe and at peace.

Keisuke, on the other hand, was groaning at himself for his rashness.

He just had to go and insult a god. Gee, isn't life great?

Miaka glanced worriedly at her older brother who had sat on the edge of her bed.

"Keisuke, are you alright?"

Keisuke shook his head. "Ah, ah. I just have a lot on my mind right now."

Miaka's innocent face disappeared as a mischievous smile played at her lush lips.

"Perhaps, next time, before you demand answers from someone you admire but haven't seen him in person; you should know first who he actually is."

Keisuke tossed a dark look at the giggling teenaged girl.

"Hahira….Very funny. You're a riot, aren't you?" He said sarcastically.

"I try to be." Miaka replied, light-heartedly.

Suzaku viewed the scene with raised eyebrows.

Who would've thought that his Miko wasn't as innocent and goody-goody as she led other people to think?

Suzaku could barely fight off a smirk as he watched the two with amusement.

When Keisuke refused to retort, Miaka rolled her eyes at her brother's lack of humor and instead turned a critical eye at Suzaku.

She rubbed her chin thoughtfully. "Your choice of clothes won't do in this world, Suzaku."

Suzaku smiled unnoticeably; he had to practically order the russet-haired girl to drop the 'sama' in his name.

"Maybe Keisuke can help you…err, blend in. He has a knack with choosing men's clothes, I hate to admit." Miaka continued.

Hearing that he would get to have another to play 'dress-up' (a.k.a. torture someone endlessly); Keisuke shrugged his shoulders and jumped to his feet.

"Why not?" the blonde muttered as he went to the door and opened it.

Keisuke made a gesture to the door.

"After you, Suzaku-sama." He said sincerely.

Suzaku cocked an eyebrow at the blonde mortal's obvious politeness and Miaka leaned towards him.

"Don't worry, that's his own way of saying he's sorry for misjudging you." She whispered softly.

Suzaku felt a delightful shiver running down his body. His Miko's voice was so soft and soothing; it was one of her physical qualities that made him feel attracted to her. Though he liked Miaka for her golden heart and her loving, self-less personality as well.

Suzaku gave a curt nod to show Miaka that he wasn't that much bothered by Keisuke's misguided anger at him and walked out of the door.

Miaka peeked outside and smiled as she saw her brother and the Fire God heading for the blonde's room.

She let out a giggle as she heard a fragment of the two's conversation.

"You know, Suzaku-sama, you should hide your wings when we go outside." Keisuke was saying.

"Whatever for?" Suzaku asked.

"Because, in our world, people don't usually see other people walking around with wings attached to their backs." Keisuke answered.

"But I'm not a mortal; I'm a god." Suzaku had protested.

"Yes, yes, we know. But these people don't know that you're a god from another realm."

Right then and there; Miaka burst into giggles.

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As soon as Keisuke had paraded Suzaku to his room; Miaka had showered and changed into her clothes. They decided to show Suzaku around since it would seem like he was going to be here for a long while.

Miaka glanced at her watch as she leaned on the couch in the living room.

It had been nearly two hours since Suzaku had appeared and he still wasn't ready. Miaka sighed and took off her sandals as she placed her bare feet up on the couch.

The russet-haired girl examined her choice of clothing one last time. She was wearing simple long jeans that flared at the bottom with crimson red exotic-looking marks at the side of her legs. A dark red off-sleeved top that barely reached the top of her jeans complemented the dark blue material. Her white wide buckle-belt matched the white and blue bandana placed atop her head to push the stray russet locks pulled into a high ponytail away from her face.

The sound of footsteps echoed at Miaka's ears and the teenager sat upright as she put on her red-white sandals; muttering a "Finally" at the same time.

Miaka stood up and turned towards the door of the living room; a remark at the tip of her tongue.

It died away however as she took in the marvelous sight before her.

Suzaku was dressed in slick pants of the deepest black and matched nicely with the black loafers that adorned his feet. A deep red and gold-trimmed collared-shirt accented beautifully with his crimson locks and eyes; a few buttons were let opened, giving a generous view of chiseled muscles that belonged to a well-sculpted body.

Also, from what Miaka could see, Suzaku still had his golden wristbands. Obviously, he didn't want to let go of them. It didn't matter anyway, he still looked damn sexy.

The most amazing thing, however, was the way his hair was styled. His red, semi-spiky hair was still the same; though even the back was spiked up with a little help of gel. Crimson red bangs were left down to frame an alabaster-toned face that seemed to give an unearthly glow. (AN: Think of Chaos in the manga; Ragnarok)

Miaka blushed as soon as she realized what she was doing and closed her gaping mouth.

"Err, umm…You look nice, Suzaku." She commented.

Ha! Nice wasn't even the proper word. Try devastatingly gorgeous, that might be worthy enough.

"Thank you, Miko." replied Suzaku; glad that Miaka didn't seemed to notice the flush on his cheeks that was quickly dissolving.

Miaka seemed to snap out of her dreamland yet her face continued to flush a pale pink.

"Mou! What did I tell you about calling me 'Miko'?" She scolded her god playfully.

Suzaku smiled. "Yes, yes, I know but I can not help it. You are my Miko after all and I can never be grateful enough that you accepted the position."

Miaka blushed prettily; flattered that Suzaku thinks of her so highly.

Keisuke merely rolled his eyes at the sugary-filled scene and resisted the urge to go to the bathroom and check his teeth if he was going to have a toothache from all the fluff and sweetness surrounding him.

But he was happy for his little sister. Suzaku seemed like a really cool kind of guy…err, god and at least Miaka had taken her mind off Taka for the first time since their break-up.

"So have you guys thought of a name yet?" Miaka asked the two.

Keisuke had a sheepish look on his face while Suzaku looked confused.

"Mik…err, Miaka." Suzaku started. "Why can't I just use my real name?"

Miaka shook her head. "I'm not saying that your name is weird Suzaku…it's just that your name isn't very…how shall I say this…usual. Mothers don't often call their children 'Suzaku' nowadays."

Suzaku thought deeply. Truth was, no one had named their babies after the gods even in his own world. They thought that it was too sacred and 'god-like'…whatever the hell that means.

"You're the God of Truth as well, aren't you Suzaku?" Keisuke asked after a few moments of silence.

Suzaku nodded his head.

"How about 'Shinjitsu' then?" Keisuke suggested.

Miaka decided to put in her two cents.

"It's nice but how about we just call him 'Shin' for short?" She commented.

Both siblings turned to look at Suzaku who sweatdropped at the seriousness of their faces.

"Err…Sure why not?"

Miaka smiled while Keisuke grinned.

"Great! Let's start the sight-seeing then." The blonde said enthusiastically.

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(Meanwhile, in the Great Heavens of the Book of the Four Gods)

Seryiuu snorted as he gazed on with his fellow gods at the scene. Taisukiin was feeling generous enough these days that she even gave the four gods one of her special mirrors that allows them to see and hear everything in the other world.

Currently, the mirror was focused on their lovable brother, Suzaku.

Genbu whistled as he gazed at the clothes the Fire God was wearing.

"I can't believe it! He actually looks good!"

Byakko smiled playfully, uncharacteristic of his usual stoic behavior.

"Don't tell me that you're going gay on me now, Genbu." He said.

Genbu tossed a death glare at the white-haired god of snow and ice.

Byakko merely waved the threat off with a flick of his hand.

"But, you know, he may actually stand a chance with the Miko." He commented; an indescribable gleam in his silver eyes.

Seryiuu smirked as he continued to gaze on.

"Didn't I tell you that it was worth it for Taisukiin to nearly fry us to crisps just to see our dear brother in the Miko's world?"

Both Genbu and Byakko rolled their eyes heavenwards. (AN: That would be impossible since they're already there. Hahaha.)

"Chee, couldn't you have a better way of saying 'I told you so'?" Genbu commented.

"And as I recall, you were the one who said that you would rather kiss the Emperor of Konan's feet then confront Taisukiin?" The green-eyed god of nature commented.

Seryiuu growled. "What's your point? You want to make something out of it, Turtle-boy?"

Genbu flushed an angry red.

"I am not a turtle!"

The Dragon God snorted. "Yeah, you're right. Your animal form looks more like a cross-breed between a turtle and a snake."

Genbu flushed redder as he pulled up his sleeve

"You're going to wish you hadn't said that."

Seryiuu made a rude gesture with his finger.

"Bite me, Turtle-boy."

"That's it!"

Byakko sweatdropped as he took his eyes off the Mirror of Worlds to watched his brothers engaging in a wrestling match; complete with biting and head-bashing.

He sighed but made no move to separate the two. Suzaku was always the one who plays peace-keeper out of the four gods.

"Really, you two are acting like a couple of moronic mortals." The silvery-eyed Tiger God muttered.

To be continued

Sapphire: Well, how was it? I really hope that you all liked it. (smiles)

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