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The remaining members of the Suzaku Seven followed by the Priestess of Genbu and her two warriors burst into the back bedroom to find that it indeed was vacant. The shutters on the open window flapped wildly in the wind and a heavy rain was beginning to pour down.
"She went out the window. Even in her condition she shouldn't have gone," Tamahome said.
"That's the problem, no da. She doesn't know how serious her condition is. At this rate, the Priestess of Suzaku will die," Chichiri replied sadly.
"Than let's get goin'. We gotta find her before anyone else does," Tasuki said.
The Suzaku and Genbu Warriors split into groups and set out to look for Miaka. With any luck they would catch up to her before her condition worsened beyond their ability to help her. But Miaka had the upper hand. She had left hours ahead of the Suzaku Seven. She was already miles away from them. Even now she was wading her way through waist deep grass in a field near Sairo. The mud was thick and clung to her shoes as she trudged through the field, slipping here and there. She needed to get to Sairo and find Suzuno. Once she did she could head back to Kutou. She had to talk to Yui and try and convince her to fix things. The world of the book was never supposed to be like this. None of it was. There was so much that was wrong with this picture. It was like looking at one of those kids' magazine where you're supposed to identify everthing that's wrong, only there are so many things out of place that you know it may not be totally fixable. That no matter how hard you try the picture frame will always be a little crooked and the cat will be eating dog food. Sudden great bolts of lightning struck the ground near Miaka's feet, making her jump. In an instant she was searching the skies and area around her looking for the one person she knew could send lightning that close to her on purpose and not quite hit her. But everywhere she looked, Soi was nowhere to be found. Once her heart had finally stopped hammering in her chest, Miaka began to make her way further through the vast field, with the rain pouring down, somewhat bluring her vision. If the rain came down any faster, she was in deep trouble. Especially once she reached the end of the field where it dropped down into a steep hill. She needed to be able to see what she was doing when she reached that hill. She could break her neck going down it. Suddenly lighting fell again, just behind her. She couldn't risk it. She was still exhausted from everything that had happened on the ship. Things were starting to catch up with her, but if Soi was out here she couldn't take the risk of fighting her one on one. Even in a fair fight she was no match for Soi. Miaka took off at a full out run with the lightning chasing closely at her heels. Suddenly she tumbled forward, unable to find her footing, and before she realized it, she was falling down the steep hill at the end of the field, unable to stop her own momentum from carrying her forward down the hillside. She felt bones beginning to snap and sharp stinging sensations as she hit each large rock on the way down until she finally skidded to a very abrupt and rough halt at the base of the hilt. Atop the hill, in the middle of the field stood Soi, with Tomo at her side.
"Why didn't you kill her Soi? Nakago will be displeased," Tomo said smugly, almost hoping to see the young woman who was Nakago's former lover be punished.
"Nakago wants the Priestess of Suzaku for himself. To kill her now would be to go against his orders, and that is something I will not do," she replied.
But as they stood there in the field, her conscience weighing heavily down upon her, Soi said a silent apology to the girl who had become the Priestess of Suzaku. Personally, she had nothing against. In fact , she even liked her a little. She admired the Priestess' courage and determination. It was something Soi hadn't seen in another human being in quite awhile. But she was a warrior of Sieryu and that alone made them enemies. Perhaps in another time and place, they could have even been friends. But fate had made that impossible.
Meanwhile the search parties were drawing ever closer the the field where Miaka had taken a horrifying fall down the hill. Each time they would call her name only to here silence as their only reply. Even if Miaka had been able to hear them calling for her, she would not have called back to them. She had decided the moment she left that she would no longer put the people she cared for in the line of danger. It would tear her apart to lose another of the Suzaku Seven. And somewhere at the bottom of that hill, a very weak and beaten Miaka was struggling to make her way up the steps carved into the opposite side of the hill. Those steps would take her to the gate of Sairo. Once there she would be able to accomplish what she set out to do. But fatigue plagued her body and the darkness of oblivion threatened to pull her down into its clutches as she slowly crawled up those steps, every muscle in her body aching. She went on like this for some time. Until at last, everything went dark. It was sometime far beyond the beginnings of nightfall when Miaka awoke from her fatigue induced sleep. She blinked against the rain that was still pouring down around, trying to remember what had happened. It was slowly coming back to her. The arguement back at that inn or wherever she had been. Running away. The lightning. Lightning? Soi. She had been here. She was the one who had chased Miaka through the field until she went sprawling down the side of the hill. She could remember trying to crawl up the steps carved into the opposite hillside, but after that, everything was a blurr. Miaka looked up through the rain, trying to see past the thick sheets of rain and the moonless sky. Fighting against the aching muscles in her body Miaka began a slow ascent up the steps. If she could make to the gate, maybe someone there could help them. There had to be someone there that would maybe take mercy on her and help her out.
"Hey down there!"
"Do you need some help? Are you hurt?"
"Huh?"
Miaka craned her neck upward to find wavering torchlight high above her at the top of the hill. Who ever it was up there she was grateful. She wasn't sure who it was up there, but at that moment she would have been glad to see just about anyone.
"Help me! Please!" Miaka called up to them.
"We'll be right there!"
Miaka watched as the flickering light grew closer and closer. She shivered with cold that seeped into her bones and wouldn't let go. Something was strange about those voices. She knew them from somewhere, but, where had she heard them before? The moment the two figures were close enough to see Miaka's eyes went wide with shock. Before her stood none other than Byakko warriors, Tokaki, and Subaru! But, they both looked so young! Last time they hadn't been like this. They had been old, hadn't they? Miaka had a brief moment to wonder if Subaru was using her powers to make them young when darkness reclaimed her once more.
"She's out cold. Who do you think she is?" Subaru asked, wiping a lock of rain soaked hair out of her eyes.
"I don't know. Let's get her to Tatara and the Priestess. We'll figure everything else out there," Tokaki said, lifting the unconscious Miaka into his arms.
Little did the Byakko warriors know that they had had an audience. The remaining Suzaku Seven along with the Genbu warriors and their Priestess had arrived just in time to see Tokaki and Subaru walk away with Miaka.
"Where the hell are they taking her?" Tasuki said," That brat. If she gets us into any more trouble I'm gonna ring her neck."
"Shut up Tasuki. We need to catch up with them and find out. For all we know they could be spies from Kutou." Tamahome replied.
"Some how I don't think so no da. I don't think Nakago would go to such lengths when he could easily come after her himself."
"Whoever they are we must find them and the Priestess," Takieko said," If we lose her now, then this world and all we hold dear in it, will truly be lost."
"What do you mean?" Tomite asked.
"I have thought long on this. If what Miaka says is true, and I believe it is, then we must return this world to its previous form and restore balance."
"But if we do that then..."
"I know...I and the Priestess of Byakko will both die again...but that is the way of things. We fulfilled our roles as Priestesses long ago. We should not be here.It goes against the natural order of things. Nakago has pulled our spirits from our rest and brought us here to relive old hurts. We cannot let him continue to destroy the things we all fought so hard to protect."
"Then it must be done," Hotohori replied.
The small rain soaked group set forward for the gate to Sairo. A great burden on their shoulders. Each of them pondering Takieko's words. In their hearts they knew she was right. And though it broke their hearts, they knew what must be done. Nakago could not be allowed to continue on with his plans. So many lives had already been destroyed time and again at his hand. It was his fault that so many people had suffered. In Takieko's mind the only thing she had to be grateful for was that she had been allowed once last glimps of this world and the warriors she had loved and experienced so much with. But this was not how things were supposed to have been done. All of their life forces had ended many years ago. Long before the Priestesses of Suzaku and Sieryu had ever drawn a first breath. She knew in her heart of hearts, that this had to come to an end. She only hoped they would be in time.
When Miaka finally awoke she was lying in a warm bed and for the briefest of moments, she thought that all of it had been a dream. But when her vision cleared, she knew it wasn't so. She was still here, in this awful place that at one time had given her such joy. A small child with long dark hair and light hazel stared up at her. Those eyes and that hair seemed so familiar. On the child it didn't quite look right. Like she had yet to grow into it.
"Mommy! Daddy! She's awake! She's awake!" the child said joyously.
"It is good to see you back among the living. For a moment we weren't sure you were going to make it."
That voice. It couldn't be...Tatara? Miaka sat up to find herself face to face with the Byakko warrior she had only known briefly before his passing. But if the little girl had called him "Daddy" then who...? Miaka's eyes followed the direction in which the little girl had gone and found herself staring at Suzuno Osugi.
"The Priestess of Byakko..."
"How did you know that?" Suzuno asked setting her daughter down near the small fireplace.
"I was looking for you. I need your help! Please, you have to help me or everything could end!"
"I think you should explain yourself," Tokakai said.
"Start from the beginning."
Miaka told the Byakko warriors and their Priestess of everything that had happened. Everything that had lead up to her being in their home. She watched their expressions as they took it all in and couldn't help but feel guilty when she saw the painfilled expressions in both Tatara and Suzuno's eyes as they stared at their child. This was what both of them had longed for in the true form of this world. They had wanted so desperately to be together, and now...now Miaka had ruined their happiness, by telling them the truth.
"Please...," Miaka said through her tears,"Please....I know I don't have the right to ask you for your help...but please help me...Nakago has to be stopped...please help me."
"Why should we? We have no score to settle with this Nakago. We've all been given the lives we wanted. Where is the good in taking away the joy we've been given?" Tokaki said.
"Don't you get it? This isn't real! None of it is! Your lives, as they are now, your daughter, none of it! Nakago is using all of us. He's turned everything around! It will all end! All of it! Your lives, this world, all of it! Do you really want to just sit by and watch that happen to the people you love?To your very world? Nakago has and will destroy everything you hold dear if he isn't stopped. He left my world in ruins! He killed the only people I ever loved and destroyed the only home I ever had! I can't do this without your help! Please....please help me!" Miaka begged desperately.
"How do we know what you're even saying is true?"
"She isn't lying."
"Chichiri!"
"How did you get in here?"
"Everyone be calm."
"Who are you people?"
"I am the Priestess of Genbu, Takieko and these are my remaining warriors, Tomite and Hikitsu. These fellows are the Suzaku Seven, what remains of them anyway, Hotohori, Tamahome, Chichiri and Tasuki. The girl you rescued from the rain is Miaka. THe Priestess of Suzaku. Chichiri broke through your barriers. We came to retrieve the Priestess of Suzaku and beg you for your help."
"I see. You may not realize it Priestess, but what you're asking is alot. If I help you now...I will never see my child, or my husband again."
"I'm sorry. I can only hope that you will someday forgive me, but you know deep down that this isn't right."
"I know that what you speak is true Miaka...but...it is a hard thing to let go of. When I first awoke here, I thought maybe Byakko had been merciful and truly granted my wish to remain at Tatara's side, but...everything was different. Tokaki, Subaru, Tatara, and Kokie were all that remained of my warriors. Kokie was killed in battle more than a year ago. I would be giving up more than just a second chance in this world Miaka. I would be sacrificing my life, and the life of my child...a child that though I know should not exist, does. But if it was meant to be, then I must accompany you. I cannot live on knowing that this life I have been given is nothing more than a lie created at the hands of a monster who has destroyed so much. I will help you Priestess of Suzaku."
"Thank you. You don't know what this means. How important this really is to me. Thank you so much."
"Where is it that we will be heading?"
"To Kutou. Nakago rules there with the Priestess of Sieryu."
"The Priestess of Sieryu? But don't we need the power of all four Priestesses to set things right again?"
"Yes. The Priestess of Sieryu...Yui...she was my best friend once...I only hope that I can persuade her to help us. But somehow I have a feeling it will be easier said than done."
"Come, we will all rest here tonight. Tomorrow. We will leave for Kutou."
"No, tonight you return to Konan."
"AAAAAAHHHHH!!!!"
"Sand Witch!!!!"
"Get over it already you big bunch of babies!"
"Tai Itsukun. What are you doing here?"
"You have done well Miaka. I see you have succeeded in gathering two of your fellow priestesses. The third I'm afraid will not be so easy. But you must keep faith in your friend Priestess, for she has not changed as much as you believe."
"You don't understand Tai Itsukun...she hates me. She's the one who handed my brother Kiesuke and Tetsuya over to Nakago and he....he killed them....she stood by and did nothing while that monster killed people she knew and cared for."
"Even so Miaka, she has not completely been lost to the darkness within herself. She is still in there. If you wish to succeed, you must gain Lady Yui's help."
"But-"
"No buts. You will do this and you will succeed."
Suddenly there was a bright flash and Miaka and her companions stood in total surprise in the court yard of the Konan Palace. That was quick. Tai Itsukun had put them there. On the one hand she was right. It was better that they leave for Kutou from Konan. At leat now a single day's journey would await them instead of a week. Tomorrow they would face their enemy, and many of them would not make it back alive. If they managed to succeed that is. This final night before the dawn that lay just beyond this night would tear them all apart. It was a night for final farewells, and a last chance to say the things that they had always meant to say but never had the chance, because they had always thought they had more time. Not just for the Priestesses and Warriors who would march into Kutou together, but for Yui, the Priestess of Sieryu as well, for she too had much to lose in this battle.
Hotohori stepped out into the gardens near the farthest pavillion of the palace. it was untouched by all the chaos and destruction. Flowers still bloomed all around and in the midst of all these flowers were two graves. The first belonged to Houkie, Empress of the Konan Empire, and the one great love of Hotohori's life. Beside that was a smaller grave. It belonged to Boushin. Hotohori and Houkie's infant son, whose life had cruelly been stolen long before it had ever really begun.
"Houki...Boushin....I know I do not have to tell you what will take place tomorrow...for you already know if you are watching over me here. Tomorrow I may be joining you my dearest loves. You are both with me in my heart. Know this, that I loved you...and will do what I am able, so that you may perhaps, have another chance. An existance not tainted by so much death and destruction, so that perhaps, you might both live...I love you."
It was the first time the Emperor allowed himself the luxury of weeping over the loss of his wife and son. The only time he would ever allow himself the smallest moment of weakness. The first, and only time.
Chichiri knelt in the shrine of Suzaku, saying a silent prayer for all those who would go into battle the following morning. That their efforts and their suffering had not been in vain, and maybe, just maybe, they would come out of this victorious. As he knelt there a single tear rolled down his cheek as he thought of all those who had been lost and of all those who might be saved by the result of tomorrow's battle. So much was at risk. But would they be able to save the ones they loved most? The biggest question of all though, was what would happen when the smoke had settled and the battle was done?
"Figured I'd find you here."
"Oh, Tasuki. What's going on no da?"
"Everyone's spendin' their last nights with people they care about. Everyone but you an' me. My gang and Korine were the only people I really cared about. Korine is gone now....and my gang, well, they'll be fine with Kouji in charge. And you well, you don't seem to have anyone to talk to. So how about it? Care to have friend to Pray with before tomorrow?"
"Sure. You know, you're not as bad as you first seem no da."
"Don' let that get around. It'll ruin my reputation."
The two friends remained in the shrine for some time that night, praying, until Tasuki finally persuaded Chichiri to join him in a round of Pre-battle drinks in the palace kitchen.
"Miaka?"
"What is it?"
"There's something I wanted to say...I-I know that I'm not him. That I'm not the Tamahome you loved in the other world but....for what it's worth...I do love you...I don't know what I was like before but somehow...I think that's the one thing that hasn't changed. I love you and well....even if you don't love this version of me...I wanted to you know that before tomorrow, in case I don't make it."
"Tamahome...I- I love you too! I know you aren't the same as you were but...but for a little while I did get to have you back. Even if you are different from the other Tamahome, my heart still belonngs to you! I love you and I always will!"
The two embraced tightly not wanting to let go of one another and knowing that in the morning there was a good chance they would never see eachother again.But what little comfort and time was given to them, they would gladly take, and cherish.
Meanwhile the Genbu warriors and their Priestess were spending one final night as friends. And the remaining lovers Tokaki, Subaru, Tatara, and Suzuno, were spending one last night with those they loved best, knowing well that tomorrow would be the end of all they had come to know in this world.
"I'm going to miss her Tatara...our baby...we finally get to be together and now..."
"I know. I don't want to think on it, but know this...even if you are taken from me and placed back in your own world...we really will be together always."
"Tatara...I love you."
"I love you Suzuno."
But these were not the only farewells that were being said. In another part of the land, the Lady Yui was also saying goodbye to those she loved. When Yui awoke in the large bed she and Nakago shared Nakago shared, he was nowhere to be seen. The growing feeling of pani and fear rose up inside her. Something was coming, but what? She layed a hand over her stomach that had grown larger with her pregnancy. Her children. She needed to see them. Pulling on her robe she quickly headed for their bedrooms. Tsensie, her darling son, lay curled beneath his covers, his golden hair tossled from sleep. She stood watching over him a moment before moving to her daughter's room. Kirie, her daughter lay sleeping peacefully as an angel, small hands wrapped around a doll Yui had given her. Both her children bared a striking resemlence to Nakago more than they did to her, but she loved them both dearly. Would this next child be a boy or girl? She didn't know, but somehow, she feared she may never get the chance to find out. Yui stood just ouside her and Nakago's bedroom when Nakago appeared behind her.
"Yui, what are you doing up? You should be resting."
"Nakago. I was just checking on the children, and wondering where you went."
"It's nothing to worry about my love. Now let's get back to bed. You need to rest as much as possible. It isn't good for you to stress your body when you're pregnant."
"I know. I'm sorry."
Once they quietly tucked in for the night, Yui turned to her husband, and placing a gentle kiss on his lips whispered," I love you."
And Nakago who had been awake enough to hear her words, briefly wondered why "I love you" had sounded so much like "good bye".
But with the next dawn, great sadness followed. For one Priestess, she would be fighting just to make it to battle. Miaka rose from her sleep, doubts plaguing her mind. Suddenly a great pain shot through her body as the darkness placed in her by Nakago grew. She collapsed to her knees, clutching her abdomen and fighting to breath, fighting to not give in to the pain. She couldn't stop now. She had to reach Kutou, she had to save this place, and her friend.
"Miaka! What's wrong? What's happening?" Tamahome said, kneeling beside her.
"I don't know....it hurts!"
Miaka fought against the pain inside her body, until at last it subsided. She would not lose. She swore long ago that she would not lose. Not again. She couldn't. Because the alternative was too painful to think of. She had to keep going. She needed to see this through.
"Maybe you shouldn't come with us."
"No. I have to. In order for this to work all four Priestesses have to be present. I need to be there Tamahome. I can't go through this again.Please don't tell the others about this! Please!"
"Alright. I promise. But I don't like it."
Tamahome didn't have to tell the other warriors what was wrong with Miaka, because one look at her and they could easily figure it out. The darkness in her body had been the one thing Tai Itsukun had not been able to heal. It was something only Miaka could defeat by herself. The trip to Kutou would be a true test of her will to live to see the end of all this, and broke everyone's hearts to see her struggle. They knew she had been through so much more than they had, seen so much that they could not even begin to imagine, and now had been forced to watch the people she loved die, all over again. It was something none of them could even begin to fathom. But soon they would reach their destination. Kutou lay just over the hills and all of them knew that they would not make it back alive, not all of them anyway.
"Miaka...I....If I don't..."
"I know Tamahome....you don't have to say it."
The words hung unspoken between them...."Good bye"...At one time Miaka had been forced to say goodbye to everything and everyone she held dear. She would not do it again. Even if it meant that she would lose the only chance to say it if some of them didn't come back from this. But she didn't care. She would not say good bye. She would save them all, or die trying. There was no going back for her. This was it. If she died, at least she would die trying to save the people she loved most. The gates of Kutou loomed closely. Only a few more feet and they would be there. Surprisingly, the gates were ungaurded, and the few masses in the streets watched as the Priestesses of Byakko, Genbu, and Suzaku led their Warriors toward the Kutou palace. The people in the streets had never seen such bravery or sense of duty. Something was happenig. Something that could change their lives completely. They just didn't know what.
"What exactly is the plan once we're inside?" Tatara asked.
"Takieko, Suzuno and I need to reach the main shrine in the palace. Yui will probably already be there, and so will Nakago."
"So in other words you have no idea what you're doing."
"Bingo."
"Our main goal is the shrine, anything else is doesn't matter. Just watch for traps."
The palace much to their shock was quite empty. The only signs there had been life here were the bodies that lined the hallway like arrows that pointed the way to the main shrine.
"What happened here?" Chichiri said to no one in particular.
"Nakago happened," a female voice said.
"Soi?"
"Nakago....he did this to us...his own people....I wish you luck Priestess, you will need it. He is not....not as he was...He's..."
But the words died on her lips and suddenly, the young woman who had been struggling to rise up from the ground died. Nakago had done this to her, to all the remaining Sieryu warriors. Soi, Tomo, Miboshi...they were all dead. But where was the point in that? His own people!
"Come on, the shrine must be up ahead."
The small group approached the shrine doors when suddenly they went flying from their hinges. Everyone dropped to the floor as a chi blast went flying just past their heads.
"Hm. Not as stupid as I thought. Come then, if you have the guts. Come and meet your death."
Nakago stood just inside the shrine a powerful aura of energy surrounding him. Soi was right. He was stronger than ever before. Where was Yui? Somewhere near the shrine with its torn off roof knelt Yui with her children, watching the events unfold.
"Yui!"
"You three get to the Priestess of Sieryu, we'll keep pretty boy here occupied."
As carefully as possible, Miaka, Takieko, and Suzuno made their way through the rubble covered floor of the shrine to the only open area where Yui knelt with her children who clung to their mother in fear.
"Yui!"
"What are you doing here Miaka? You're all going to get killed. You shouldn't have come!"
"Yui, you don't understand! This isn't how it's supposed to be! We can fix this! Please!"
"Don't waste your breath Miaka."
"Listen to her!," Takieko yelled over the sounds of the battle now taking place," If we don't stop this then everything we know will come to an end!"
"Please, we need your help! We have to change this! Yui, do you really want to let this attrocity go on? If you don't help us then we'll lose everything."
"No Miaka...you've already lost everything...If I help you, I lose my children. You're asking me to sacrifice their lives for this. I can't do that!"
"You don't have a choice! Do you think this was any easier for the rest of us? Tatara and I gave up our only child and chance to be together in order to save this world and it kills me to know what I'm giving up, but it's the only way to fix this. If there's even the slightest chance that Tatara and I might still have a future together then I will fight with the Priestess of Suzaku! Don't let your fear get in the way!"
Yui looked down at her two children, with tears in her eyes. They were right. She knew they were right. She hugged her children tightly to her and kissed each of them.
"I love you. I love you both so much. I'm doing this for you....Please forgive me...." Yui sobbed as she stood and walked over to join the other Priestesses in a cirlce and began to chant.
"The four palaces of the Heavens. The four corners of the Earth. In the name of sacred law, faith, and virtue. We summon thee Suzaku..."
"Sieryu."
"Byakko."
"Genbu."
"...To appear on Earth, for the sake of those here who adore you and await your presence. Come to us, and with your might power, destroy all evil which threatens us. Descend to us now. From the heavens above!!!"
Suddenly there were great bursts of light and screams from within the room as each Priestess was enveloped in red, blue, white and green light.
"Mommy!"
"Mommy!"
Yui spared a glance back to her children and felt her heart breaking. This really was for the best. If there was any chance for the future, this had to be done. Yui turned away, fighting back tears, and closed her eyes, adn concentrated on summoning the Gods. As the light around them grew brighter it blinded them to the battle around them, which for the Priestesses, was perhaps for the best. It spared Miaka from seeing Tamahome's lifeless form, and Suzuno from watching her husband die. There was an even brighter flash of light and then pain. So much pain. The four Gods had been called. Byakko, Suzaku, Genbu, and Sieryu had surrounded Nakago.
"Fear not Priestesses. For this hell into which you have been thrown will healed. You have freed us...and saved us all."
The blinding light continued to get brighter and brighter until at last there was nothing but darkness. When Miaka awoke she was no longer in the main shrine of the Kutou palace.
"Awake at last I see."
No. It couldn't be. They had stopped him hadn't they?
"Nakago."
"Don't be shy Priestess. After all, we did share a kiss once."
"No....no.......NOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
"Wake up! Miaka, wake up! You were having a nightmare."
Miaka blinked past the early morning sunlight to find herself back in the Konan palace.
"Tamahome...is...is it you?"
"That must've been some nightmare. You really shouldn't let things get to you so much."
"Chiriko! You're alive! You're all alive! Oh thank Suzaku, we did it!!!"
Suddenly something wet was dripping down on her face, and Miaka awoke for a third and final time. She found herself alone for the third and final time, this time lying on the bench outside the Nation Library, her head in Taka's lap.
"Are you okay Miaka? You looked like you were having a nightmare."
"I was...but it's over now. It's over."
Miaka looked around her to find that everything was back to the way it was.The way it should have been. They hadn't failed, and everything else had been a dream...an awful dream. But it had felt so real. There, only a few feet away stood Yui, watching the couple sadly, almost angrily.
"I'll be right back."
"It wasn't a dream you know," Yui said as Miaka approached.
"I know."
"Miaka listen-"
"Don't. Don't apologise to me Yui. I've tried since the start of all this to understand you, and your hatred toward me, but I can't, and now...I don't care. You may have decided to try and put right what you helped to destroy, but I won't ever forgive you for what you've done. From this moment on...I don't know you....Goodbye Yui...."
With no other word, Miaka left Yui standing dumbfounded and alone.There are some things in life that can never be atoned for, and Yui had done many of them. She had helped to not only destroy her own world, but she had also helped to kill and torture all for her own selfish and petty reasons. For that, there is no forgiveness. Not when those she had hurt were those she had been closest to. There are some things in this life that should be, and then there are those, that NEVER should have been....But as Yui watched Miaka walk away a small smile played across her face, because this, was far from over.....
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