Sorry that it took me so long 2 update.well, for me at least. I know that I
get repetitive in this chappy, but I happen to like doing things from
multiple points of view. So there.
"Tasuki..." Amber whispered. He was there in an instant, surprised at the affect a girl had on him in such a short period of time.
"What is it?" he asked, gripping her hand tightly between his.
"Where's my shirt?" Amber rolled onto her stomach and began to snore. Tasuki blushed and released her hand. Then he looked around to see if the others had noticed. Nuriko looked slightly frantic, and Nakago caught his gaze and smirked, eyes cold and flashing. Tasuki looked around for Amiboshi, but did not see him.
'Good riddance.' He thought. 'The less Seiryu seishi the better.' Then he removed his shirt and covered Amber, keeping her from cold. Then he scooped her up and walked back to the temple, to pray and to watch over her.
Kamai awoke, her whole body stiff and unresponsive. She opened her eyes and saw red eyes gazing back at her. She shut her eyes quickly, then spoke, wishing that she hadn't opened them.
"Why am I here?" a harsh male voice answered.
"Because I called you." Her eyes snapped open, angry.
"You have no right to call me, Wyvern." He leered at her, his eyes roaming over her now naked body freely.
"Oh I have every right." He answered. "You belong to me."
"Oh, come off it, Wyvern. You know better." Another voice answered after her.
"Technically you DO belong to him, Kamai." She rolled her eyes to look at her uncle. Wyvern spoke before she could give him a smart retort.
"My lord, anything I can do for you-" her uncle cut him off.
"Go." Wyvern left. Her uncle released the immobilizer on his niece and tossed a dress at her. "Put that on." She sighed, but quickly complied. She stared in disgust at the black dress, the plunging neckline, the low, gaping back and the high leg slits.
'At least it's a covering.' She thought. "I repeat. Why am I here?" her uncle chucked a little, then answered.
"I have some things I need to tell you."
"No shit, uncle."
"Be nice..."
"Fine. What?"
"You are, as you know, the Goddess Protector. Guardian to the Daughter of the God. What you don't know is that her father is the demon god, making her half demon." Solei raised an eyebrow.
"Amber? Daughter of a demon god? I never knew."
"Both of you play and important part in an ancient prophecy of another world."
"What world?"
"The universe of the four gods, Suzaku, Seiryu, Genbu and Byakko."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, anyway, like I was saying, you both play a major role in one of their prophecies. You two are supposedly going to bridge the gap between Seiryu and Suzaku."
"Okay. Now, what was this earlier about me belonging to Wyvern?" her uncle coughed uncomfortably.
"Umm...he...I...umm...Bye!" black light engulfed her, and she began to disappear.
"I'll get you for this, uncle. Just so long as you know." Then she disappeared.
Amber's wounds had gotten worse, and Nakago could do nothing to stop them. Tasuki and Nuriko were largely useless. A flash of black light distracted Nakago from his task. A figure in a long black dress that clung tightly to her every curve, exaggerating them seductively, emerged from the light, muttering curses. Then she saw Amber.
"Shit!" She ran over, bare feet making no noise on the hardwood floors. She kneeled, her back towards the three warriors. Nakago stared in amazement at the long scars on her back, the most prominent running parallel from her shoulder blades to the base of her ribcage, dried blood dripping from their lengths. Her hands began to glow a soft silver- lavender, and Amber's wounds began to heal without scar, as the light engulfed her. Amber's eyelids fluttered open, and the girl dropped her hands.
"Kamai...?"
"Hey." Then the girl collapsed on the floor, exhausted. Tasuki ran over to Amber.
"What happened to ya? Are ya all right?" Amber smiled, glancing around the room.
"I'm fine, I just..." her gaze found the figure at her feet. "Nakago," He glanced at her nonchalantly, his face a blank mask. "Take Kamai to her room, it should be three doors down from yours." Nakago nodded, and picked the girl up gently, extracting a moan of pain from the girl.
"Girl?" he asked his voice empty, but his eyes showing concern to the wall. She groaned again and curled further into his arms. Nuriko was glaring daggers at Nakago's back, but Nakago had already left.
"Where's Amiboshi?" he heard himself asking. Amber looked around again.
"I don't know. Help me up, I need to get to my room." Tasuki grabbed her upper arm and lifted her carefully off the couch.
"Thank you. Now..." she looked down at herself, then at Tasuki. He looked at himself, remembering he had no shirt on. Amber looked away blushing, burrowing further into the shirt she had just realized was his. He helped her back to her room, delicately closing the door and pondering the flare of chi that had come from her. He walked across the hall to the room he shared with Nuriko and walked right into his friend.
"Sorry, Nuriko." He muttered, then walked through the door to the room. Nuriko stared after his buddy for awhile; curious as to why he was acting so strange. He shrugged Tasuki's politeness off as a one-time thing, then lay down himself and fell into a restless sleep plagued with nightmares.
Kamai popped out of the portal, still muttering obscenities at her uncle when she spotted Amber bleeding on the couch.
"Shit!" She padded over quickly, ignoring the amazed looks on the male faces as she moved. She knelt before her friend and concentrated on healing, something her powers usually refused to do. Her hands began to glow and the silver-lavender light infused Chi. Golden eyes opened to gaze back at her, and her shoulders slumped despite the pain that shot through her back.
"Kamai?" He friend breathed softly. Solei grinned tiredly.
"Hey." She collapsed from sheer exhaustion. Tasuki came over swiftly.
"What happened to ya? Are ya all right?" Amber nodded at him, smiling and glancing around the room.
"I'm fine, I just..." She found what she was looking for at her feet. "Nakago," He looked up at her, his face characteristically blank. "Take Kamai to her room, it should be three doors down from yours." Nakago inclined his head slightly, then lifted the girl gently off the ground, something flickering in his eyes as she groaned softly.
"Girl?" His voice was quiet and nonchalant, but his eyes shone in concern. She moaned once more and shifted in his arms, moving closer to him. Nuriko glared possessively as she burrowed closer to Nakago, but Nakago had already left the room and was waking down the halls.
She felt herself being set down, then a different scene unfolded before her eyes. Wyvern grinned at her as she realized where she was. His voice seemed veiled, but each word rang in her ears.
"Hello, love. You're probably wondering why you're here, aren't you?"
"Why? Wyvern...what do you want?" He smiled wider, staring rudely.
"You, dear sweet. And now that your uncle finally agrees, I can have you." She glared, fuming.
"You bastard!" she hissed at him. "You've been leaching his power." He nodded modestly and moved closer to her; his hand dropping lower as his voice became as soft as a lover's.
"How perceptive." Solei tried to shift away from him, but he pinned her to the wall, preventing her escape. She moaned as his hand reached its destination, disgusted and aroused all at once. Her hips shifted towards him in want, despite her best attempts to stop them. She thought of Nakago and screamed in anger and surprise at Wyvern's increasingly intimate caress. Her hips dropped, and she turned to see Nakago, her eyes fluttering between silver and lavender.
"Nakago?"
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Yes?"
She ignored his slight smile. "What did I do?"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "What do you mean?"
She bit her lip, trying to decide upon the least confusing way to say it. "Okay, what did I say?"
He recounted her conversation.
She asked again. "Did my hands move?"
His quick answer came as a huge relief. "No."
Solei visibly relaxed. "Did any of me move?" she asked, fear creeping into her quiet voice.
Nakago paused, thoughtful, and then answered. "Your hips-"
She cut him off, before she turned the colour of a tomato. "Thanks, that's all I need to know." Her mind was screaming curses, yet none of them were quite strong enough to convey her annoyance
"Who's Wyvern?"
She glared at the floor, anger shinning in her eyes. "An old enemy who seems intent upon usurping my uncle's power, stealing the throne and making me his bride and queen." Solei shook slightly, remembering the feel of his hands on her.
"Who's your uncle?"
Solei cringed, that was the second slip in less than twelve hours. "A king."
"I gathered as much."
She had to tell him sometime. "I'll tell you tomorrow morning, the others need to hear the story. Thank you for telling me everything I did and said in my sleep. It's more helpful than you know." An invisible Wyvern whispered in her ear.
"You're mine, Girl. Never forget it. I'll come for you. It is your destiny." He nibbled her ear, then vanished. She started to tear up at his words, and Nakago's voice caught her off guard, she thought that he had left.
"What's wrong?" She snapped her mouth shut and moved away from him. The feel of his hands on her shoulders sent shivers up her spine as he turned her to face him, his eyes boring into hers. "Tell me what's wrong." It wasn't a request, it was a command, and she wanted to spill everything, but knew she could not. Solei tried to hold in the tears, but one trickled down her face as Nakago move closer. His lips brushed hers in a feather-light caress, and her eyes snapped open in shock. His hands held her in place as he moved his lips against hers, and liquid flames poured through her body just as she pulled away, dumbfounded. He turned, standing up with his back to her when she called out to him softly.
"Sorry. I'm not thinking straight. Good night, Nakago."
"Good night, Solei." Her mind spun in happy circles.
'Did he actually call me Solei, instead of Girl?' she asked herself. She remembered the feel of his lips on hers. 'Maybe,' she thought. 'Maybe his walls are crumbling...'
Nakago carefully set Solei down on the bed before glancing around at the room to find a cloth to wipe off the blood. The walls were deep blues, the colour of the ocean at night, and the ceiling was the colour of the night sky, constellations painstakingly painted on perfectly. Silver-blue curtains hung in gauzy columns framing the windows, and a small waterfall splashed gently in the corner. He allowed himself to smile inwardly; it was so peaceful. He pulled over a chair from the desk on the opposing wall and sat, watching her again as he began to sponge the blood off her back gently. She began to talk in her sleep as he finished.
"Why? Wyvern...what do you want?" Nakago's eyes narrowed, and he listened closer, the rag in his hand forgotten as it fluttered to the floor. "You bastard!" she hissed in her sleep, "You've been leaching his power." Nakago was officially confused. Solei's voice stopped and she began to writhe, as if in disgust, away from something. She moaned, whether in hatred or pleasure he could not tell. Something forced her hips up, and then her eyes snapped open with a slight scream. Her hips dropped, and she turned, seeing Nakago, her eyes going wide.
"Nakago?"
He almost grinned. "Yes?"
She did not notice his uncharacteristic partial half-smile. "What did I do?"
He was slightly confused. "What do you mean?"
She bit her lip, obviously trying to decide how to word it. "Okay, what did I say?"
He repeated her one sided conversation.
She asked again. "Did my hands move?"
His answer came swiftly. "No."
Solei breathed a sigh of relief. "Did any of me move?" she asked, a hint of fear in her voice. Nakago pondered her question silently for a moment, unsure how to tell her.
'Why do I care?' he asked himself, then he spoke aloud. "Your hips-"
She cut him off, sparing herself the embarrassment. "Thanks, that's all I need to know."
"Who's Wyvern?"
Her eyes went wide and she glared at the floor. "An old enemy who seems intent upon usurping my uncle's power, stealing the throne and making me his bride and queen." Solei shuddered at the thought.
"Who's your uncle?" Solei's anger for saying as much as she had danced through her eyes.
"A king."
"I gathered as much." There was no way out, he had her cornered. She had to tell him. Or maybe not.
"I'll tell you tomorrow morning, the others need to hear the story. Thank you for telling me everything I did and said in my sleep. It's more helpful than you know." A phantom seemed to pass between them, and Solei looked away, trying to hide the tears at words Nakago had neither said nor heard. He lifted her chin to face him again. The tears were streaming freely down her face and she had a look of helplessness on her face.
"What's wrong?" She pulled away, clamming up. He took her shoulders and turned her whole body towards him. "Tell me, what's wrong?" Her lower lip quivered, but she did not speak. An idea blossomed in his mind. His lips lightly brushed hers, and she unconsciously tilted her head up to be even with him. Fire spread through her body, his kisses were far gentler than she would have expected, and she pulled back out of shock, her whole body aflame where he had touched her. Nakago stood, certain that she was now fine and ready to leave when he heard her voice, soft and low.
"Sorry. I'm not thinking straight. Good night, Nakago."
"Good night, Solei." He could easily see the shocked expression that he knew was on her face. He walked out the door, closing it softly behind him. A small smirk spread across his features as he walked towards his door.
'She is so naïve.' He thought to himself as he entered the drab room she had generously provided. 'I would have expected more from the Goddess Protector.'
Amiboshi opened his eyes, only to see that he was back in the shrine.
"Why am I here?" A deep, unfamiliar voice answered.
"You know too much." A dark imposing figure stood before him, power and majesty draped around him like a cloak. Coal black eyes gazed at him, and he fidgeted nervously.
"Who are you?"
"I am Hades, Lord of the Underworld." He thundered. "You have been released from your celestial duty. No longer shall you go to that world from which you just returned." Amiboshi tried to contain his anger.
"But Amber..."
"Ahh yes, the Daughter of the God. Chi will be fine."
"You mean..."
"Yes."
"Why was she affected by my song of demon sleep? Is she a..." he trailed off. The underworld lord looked amused.
"If you do not know, I will not tell you."
"But Nakago should know, so we can find the Goddess Protector and then bring them here." The god looked at him, annoyed.
"Your part in this has finished, Musician." The god raised his had in farewell to Amiboshi and disappeared in a brilliant flash of black light.
Well? What do you think? even if you don't think, tell me what ya liked an didn't like. I'll update ASAP, but that could be awhile.so l8r!
"Tasuki..." Amber whispered. He was there in an instant, surprised at the affect a girl had on him in such a short period of time.
"What is it?" he asked, gripping her hand tightly between his.
"Where's my shirt?" Amber rolled onto her stomach and began to snore. Tasuki blushed and released her hand. Then he looked around to see if the others had noticed. Nuriko looked slightly frantic, and Nakago caught his gaze and smirked, eyes cold and flashing. Tasuki looked around for Amiboshi, but did not see him.
'Good riddance.' He thought. 'The less Seiryu seishi the better.' Then he removed his shirt and covered Amber, keeping her from cold. Then he scooped her up and walked back to the temple, to pray and to watch over her.
Kamai awoke, her whole body stiff and unresponsive. She opened her eyes and saw red eyes gazing back at her. She shut her eyes quickly, then spoke, wishing that she hadn't opened them.
"Why am I here?" a harsh male voice answered.
"Because I called you." Her eyes snapped open, angry.
"You have no right to call me, Wyvern." He leered at her, his eyes roaming over her now naked body freely.
"Oh I have every right." He answered. "You belong to me."
"Oh, come off it, Wyvern. You know better." Another voice answered after her.
"Technically you DO belong to him, Kamai." She rolled her eyes to look at her uncle. Wyvern spoke before she could give him a smart retort.
"My lord, anything I can do for you-" her uncle cut him off.
"Go." Wyvern left. Her uncle released the immobilizer on his niece and tossed a dress at her. "Put that on." She sighed, but quickly complied. She stared in disgust at the black dress, the plunging neckline, the low, gaping back and the high leg slits.
'At least it's a covering.' She thought. "I repeat. Why am I here?" her uncle chucked a little, then answered.
"I have some things I need to tell you."
"No shit, uncle."
"Be nice..."
"Fine. What?"
"You are, as you know, the Goddess Protector. Guardian to the Daughter of the God. What you don't know is that her father is the demon god, making her half demon." Solei raised an eyebrow.
"Amber? Daughter of a demon god? I never knew."
"Both of you play and important part in an ancient prophecy of another world."
"What world?"
"The universe of the four gods, Suzaku, Seiryu, Genbu and Byakko."
"You're kidding, right?"
"No, anyway, like I was saying, you both play a major role in one of their prophecies. You two are supposedly going to bridge the gap between Seiryu and Suzaku."
"Okay. Now, what was this earlier about me belonging to Wyvern?" her uncle coughed uncomfortably.
"Umm...he...I...umm...Bye!" black light engulfed her, and she began to disappear.
"I'll get you for this, uncle. Just so long as you know." Then she disappeared.
Amber's wounds had gotten worse, and Nakago could do nothing to stop them. Tasuki and Nuriko were largely useless. A flash of black light distracted Nakago from his task. A figure in a long black dress that clung tightly to her every curve, exaggerating them seductively, emerged from the light, muttering curses. Then she saw Amber.
"Shit!" She ran over, bare feet making no noise on the hardwood floors. She kneeled, her back towards the three warriors. Nakago stared in amazement at the long scars on her back, the most prominent running parallel from her shoulder blades to the base of her ribcage, dried blood dripping from their lengths. Her hands began to glow a soft silver- lavender, and Amber's wounds began to heal without scar, as the light engulfed her. Amber's eyelids fluttered open, and the girl dropped her hands.
"Kamai...?"
"Hey." Then the girl collapsed on the floor, exhausted. Tasuki ran over to Amber.
"What happened to ya? Are ya all right?" Amber smiled, glancing around the room.
"I'm fine, I just..." her gaze found the figure at her feet. "Nakago," He glanced at her nonchalantly, his face a blank mask. "Take Kamai to her room, it should be three doors down from yours." Nakago nodded, and picked the girl up gently, extracting a moan of pain from the girl.
"Girl?" he asked his voice empty, but his eyes showing concern to the wall. She groaned again and curled further into his arms. Nuriko was glaring daggers at Nakago's back, but Nakago had already left.
"Where's Amiboshi?" he heard himself asking. Amber looked around again.
"I don't know. Help me up, I need to get to my room." Tasuki grabbed her upper arm and lifted her carefully off the couch.
"Thank you. Now..." she looked down at herself, then at Tasuki. He looked at himself, remembering he had no shirt on. Amber looked away blushing, burrowing further into the shirt she had just realized was his. He helped her back to her room, delicately closing the door and pondering the flare of chi that had come from her. He walked across the hall to the room he shared with Nuriko and walked right into his friend.
"Sorry, Nuriko." He muttered, then walked through the door to the room. Nuriko stared after his buddy for awhile; curious as to why he was acting so strange. He shrugged Tasuki's politeness off as a one-time thing, then lay down himself and fell into a restless sleep plagued with nightmares.
Kamai popped out of the portal, still muttering obscenities at her uncle when she spotted Amber bleeding on the couch.
"Shit!" She padded over quickly, ignoring the amazed looks on the male faces as she moved. She knelt before her friend and concentrated on healing, something her powers usually refused to do. Her hands began to glow and the silver-lavender light infused Chi. Golden eyes opened to gaze back at her, and her shoulders slumped despite the pain that shot through her back.
"Kamai?" He friend breathed softly. Solei grinned tiredly.
"Hey." She collapsed from sheer exhaustion. Tasuki came over swiftly.
"What happened to ya? Are ya all right?" Amber nodded at him, smiling and glancing around the room.
"I'm fine, I just..." She found what she was looking for at her feet. "Nakago," He looked up at her, his face characteristically blank. "Take Kamai to her room, it should be three doors down from yours." Nakago inclined his head slightly, then lifted the girl gently off the ground, something flickering in his eyes as she groaned softly.
"Girl?" His voice was quiet and nonchalant, but his eyes shone in concern. She moaned once more and shifted in his arms, moving closer to him. Nuriko glared possessively as she burrowed closer to Nakago, but Nakago had already left the room and was waking down the halls.
She felt herself being set down, then a different scene unfolded before her eyes. Wyvern grinned at her as she realized where she was. His voice seemed veiled, but each word rang in her ears.
"Hello, love. You're probably wondering why you're here, aren't you?"
"Why? Wyvern...what do you want?" He smiled wider, staring rudely.
"You, dear sweet. And now that your uncle finally agrees, I can have you." She glared, fuming.
"You bastard!" she hissed at him. "You've been leaching his power." He nodded modestly and moved closer to her; his hand dropping lower as his voice became as soft as a lover's.
"How perceptive." Solei tried to shift away from him, but he pinned her to the wall, preventing her escape. She moaned as his hand reached its destination, disgusted and aroused all at once. Her hips shifted towards him in want, despite her best attempts to stop them. She thought of Nakago and screamed in anger and surprise at Wyvern's increasingly intimate caress. Her hips dropped, and she turned to see Nakago, her eyes fluttering between silver and lavender.
"Nakago?"
A smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. "Yes?"
She ignored his slight smile. "What did I do?"
He raised an eyebrow at her. "What do you mean?"
She bit her lip, trying to decide upon the least confusing way to say it. "Okay, what did I say?"
He recounted her conversation.
She asked again. "Did my hands move?"
His quick answer came as a huge relief. "No."
Solei visibly relaxed. "Did any of me move?" she asked, fear creeping into her quiet voice.
Nakago paused, thoughtful, and then answered. "Your hips-"
She cut him off, before she turned the colour of a tomato. "Thanks, that's all I need to know." Her mind was screaming curses, yet none of them were quite strong enough to convey her annoyance
"Who's Wyvern?"
She glared at the floor, anger shinning in her eyes. "An old enemy who seems intent upon usurping my uncle's power, stealing the throne and making me his bride and queen." Solei shook slightly, remembering the feel of his hands on her.
"Who's your uncle?"
Solei cringed, that was the second slip in less than twelve hours. "A king."
"I gathered as much."
She had to tell him sometime. "I'll tell you tomorrow morning, the others need to hear the story. Thank you for telling me everything I did and said in my sleep. It's more helpful than you know." An invisible Wyvern whispered in her ear.
"You're mine, Girl. Never forget it. I'll come for you. It is your destiny." He nibbled her ear, then vanished. She started to tear up at his words, and Nakago's voice caught her off guard, she thought that he had left.
"What's wrong?" She snapped her mouth shut and moved away from him. The feel of his hands on her shoulders sent shivers up her spine as he turned her to face him, his eyes boring into hers. "Tell me what's wrong." It wasn't a request, it was a command, and she wanted to spill everything, but knew she could not. Solei tried to hold in the tears, but one trickled down her face as Nakago move closer. His lips brushed hers in a feather-light caress, and her eyes snapped open in shock. His hands held her in place as he moved his lips against hers, and liquid flames poured through her body just as she pulled away, dumbfounded. He turned, standing up with his back to her when she called out to him softly.
"Sorry. I'm not thinking straight. Good night, Nakago."
"Good night, Solei." Her mind spun in happy circles.
'Did he actually call me Solei, instead of Girl?' she asked herself. She remembered the feel of his lips on hers. 'Maybe,' she thought. 'Maybe his walls are crumbling...'
Nakago carefully set Solei down on the bed before glancing around at the room to find a cloth to wipe off the blood. The walls were deep blues, the colour of the ocean at night, and the ceiling was the colour of the night sky, constellations painstakingly painted on perfectly. Silver-blue curtains hung in gauzy columns framing the windows, and a small waterfall splashed gently in the corner. He allowed himself to smile inwardly; it was so peaceful. He pulled over a chair from the desk on the opposing wall and sat, watching her again as he began to sponge the blood off her back gently. She began to talk in her sleep as he finished.
"Why? Wyvern...what do you want?" Nakago's eyes narrowed, and he listened closer, the rag in his hand forgotten as it fluttered to the floor. "You bastard!" she hissed in her sleep, "You've been leaching his power." Nakago was officially confused. Solei's voice stopped and she began to writhe, as if in disgust, away from something. She moaned, whether in hatred or pleasure he could not tell. Something forced her hips up, and then her eyes snapped open with a slight scream. Her hips dropped, and she turned, seeing Nakago, her eyes going wide.
"Nakago?"
He almost grinned. "Yes?"
She did not notice his uncharacteristic partial half-smile. "What did I do?"
He was slightly confused. "What do you mean?"
She bit her lip, obviously trying to decide how to word it. "Okay, what did I say?"
He repeated her one sided conversation.
She asked again. "Did my hands move?"
His answer came swiftly. "No."
Solei breathed a sigh of relief. "Did any of me move?" she asked, a hint of fear in her voice. Nakago pondered her question silently for a moment, unsure how to tell her.
'Why do I care?' he asked himself, then he spoke aloud. "Your hips-"
She cut him off, sparing herself the embarrassment. "Thanks, that's all I need to know."
"Who's Wyvern?"
Her eyes went wide and she glared at the floor. "An old enemy who seems intent upon usurping my uncle's power, stealing the throne and making me his bride and queen." Solei shuddered at the thought.
"Who's your uncle?" Solei's anger for saying as much as she had danced through her eyes.
"A king."
"I gathered as much." There was no way out, he had her cornered. She had to tell him. Or maybe not.
"I'll tell you tomorrow morning, the others need to hear the story. Thank you for telling me everything I did and said in my sleep. It's more helpful than you know." A phantom seemed to pass between them, and Solei looked away, trying to hide the tears at words Nakago had neither said nor heard. He lifted her chin to face him again. The tears were streaming freely down her face and she had a look of helplessness on her face.
"What's wrong?" She pulled away, clamming up. He took her shoulders and turned her whole body towards him. "Tell me, what's wrong?" Her lower lip quivered, but she did not speak. An idea blossomed in his mind. His lips lightly brushed hers, and she unconsciously tilted her head up to be even with him. Fire spread through her body, his kisses were far gentler than she would have expected, and she pulled back out of shock, her whole body aflame where he had touched her. Nakago stood, certain that she was now fine and ready to leave when he heard her voice, soft and low.
"Sorry. I'm not thinking straight. Good night, Nakago."
"Good night, Solei." He could easily see the shocked expression that he knew was on her face. He walked out the door, closing it softly behind him. A small smirk spread across his features as he walked towards his door.
'She is so naïve.' He thought to himself as he entered the drab room she had generously provided. 'I would have expected more from the Goddess Protector.'
Amiboshi opened his eyes, only to see that he was back in the shrine.
"Why am I here?" A deep, unfamiliar voice answered.
"You know too much." A dark imposing figure stood before him, power and majesty draped around him like a cloak. Coal black eyes gazed at him, and he fidgeted nervously.
"Who are you?"
"I am Hades, Lord of the Underworld." He thundered. "You have been released from your celestial duty. No longer shall you go to that world from which you just returned." Amiboshi tried to contain his anger.
"But Amber..."
"Ahh yes, the Daughter of the God. Chi will be fine."
"You mean..."
"Yes."
"Why was she affected by my song of demon sleep? Is she a..." he trailed off. The underworld lord looked amused.
"If you do not know, I will not tell you."
"But Nakago should know, so we can find the Goddess Protector and then bring them here." The god looked at him, annoyed.
"Your part in this has finished, Musician." The god raised his had in farewell to Amiboshi and disappeared in a brilliant flash of black light.
Well? What do you think? even if you don't think, tell me what ya liked an didn't like. I'll update ASAP, but that could be awhile.so l8r!