Reincarnation fic

Rewritten with better concept…I hope.

Enjoy. Usual disclaimer applies. Sorry for the late respond. I had a bloody long writer's block. Some of the characters might be OOC but please do review and I'll try to accommodate the suggestions. I like reviews, even flames. So read on and don't forget to rnr!

As I walked on, dejectedly, I heard a loud beeping sound. "Yo, Chichiri, wanna ride?"

I stopped.

Who could know?

I wasn't afraid of attackers. Just wary of this strange place my Miko could call home. It was weird if I were to judge solely on my previous and hopefully the last encounter with the youths. However, I knew that was just a beginning.

I turned and saw Seiyruu no miko in a metallic horseless carriage. She had changed a lot since I last met her which was centuries ago. She had grown out her locks of gold and was dressed more decently than the kids I encountered. So was her male companion.

It occurred to me that she might know where Miaka is. Yet worries clouded my mind.

Was it a trap?

I decided to throw caution to the wind as I was a stranger in an even stranger land. So long as I still had what little magic I could muster for defense, I knew I would be fine but that didn't mean that I was going to be complacent. I was going to watch and make sure I was safe.

"Erm…why not?" I said, trying to project an air of confidence.

Now what was her name? It was something go…

Then I knew how to overcome this problem.

"Seiyruu no miko, how do you do?"

She laughed.

"It's been a long long time since someone called me that…even the palace maids just called me Yui-sama back then. You can just call me Yui, Chichiri-sama."

Her male companion turned to me and extended his hand.

"Tetsuya."

What was I supposed to do with his hand? Kiss it? Shake it?

I looked around, desperate to find others in my situation. I spotted a lady holding her hand out, just like Tetsuya and her male companion kissed it. Fear struck in my heart.

Must I do that? Oh well…All for the sake of blending in…

I shut my eyes. I didn't even want to remember any minute of this…

Tetsuya quickly withdrew his hand upon my lips making contact with it.

"What the! What did you think you were doing!" he cried out loud.

Yui kept laughing as she watched Tetsuya flicked his wrist, as thought it was wet. She looked at me and laughed even harder.

"Great. Just great. I just got kissed on my hand! By a guy!" Tetsuya cried in exasperation.

Was I wrong?

All I could do was to get in the carriage. I knew I was blushing hard, I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. I was sure I was as red as a beetroot. Yui looked at me and laughed even harder. I knew I had just made a fool out of myself.

The entire ride was silent, well with the exception of Yui's hysterical laughing. Somehow Tetsuya caught the laughing bug and the ride became a torture. Here I was, sitting at the back, in a horseless carriage with two laughing bumbling fools when I could have just teleported myself. Too bad, I didn't know this place well enough.

We arrived at Miaka's apartment (that was what I heard Yui call it) soon enough. Now there was this box-like contraption that seemed to disappear after someone had gone in. There was no way I was going to be eaten alive. Yui tried to drag me in but failed.

"Come on princess, she only lives on the second floor. Consider it exercise pre-supper." Tetsuya said, his voice taking on a softer tone. It was obvious that the guy had feelings for her. Yui only scowled and grumpily agreed. I just smiled as I watched the odd pair.

"What's the use of technology if we can't use it?" Yui sighed.

Somehow, the two got themselves entangled in a discussion about technology. I wanted to participate in this heatedintellectual exchange but I could barely comprehend the discussion, littered with jargons and past events. Future for me…

A tall man stood outside the door to Miaka's apartment, cradling his baby asleep. The crystal ball had gotten warm and glowed red. I could see the fading red but I didn't need to know who it was. My buddy. It seems fatherhood was fast becoming his forte. I could hardly contain my joy. He did a double take when he saw me.

"Chiciri?"

Apologies to everyone.