Miaka sat on her futon in Taits-kun's house, still in shock with the news. Her day seemed to become more agonizing with every breathe she took. Her heart beat his name Taka Taka Taka. How could Suzaku let him in? Could he find her? What about Tasuki? She definitely needed to talk to him. She needed to tell him what she felt; of course he probably got the message before considering how drunken Chichiri had said he was. Tears welled up in her eyes when she remembered how Tamahome and Tasuki had been friends. How long had Tasuki felt that way, and why hadn't she noticed? Suddenly she couldn't take it, and the sobs began. She cried for Tasuki, for Tama for Taka, but she mostly cried for her future, that had once seemed so bright but now seemed inexistent. How could her life go on?

With Tasuki

Tasuki had felt restless and since there was no alcohol at Taits-kun's he had been forced to take a walk. Every breathe he took ripped his heart out, as if the air was full of razor blades. Wasn't Suzaku the god of love? Why would he cause his faithful warrior such pain after all he had given up? What had he done? Tasuki pondered his life well in the garden, until her heard a soft melody, it was small and almost inaudible but was beautiful, interrupted by small sniffs. He walked toward the noise and saw it was coming from an open window. He peeked through and saw Miaka, sitting on her futon tears running down her face. Even in her sadness her beauty was apparent to him.

"Miaka?" he said quietly.

"Who's there?" Miaka said quickly wiping away her tears, and sniffing her nose.

"its me, Tasuki"

"oh, listen Tasuki about before"

"STOP" Tasuki said forcefully cutting her off. "Miaka it doesn't matter, you don't have to love me. What I did was unfair jumping you like that, but I want you to know every word is true, because no matter what you do or who you're with I'm going to love you. I'll always have my arms wide open for you for whatever you need. My heart beats for you Miaka, and only you, so its enough for me to know that you like me at all even if it is in a brotherly way."

"but Tasuki" Miaka said looking up. " I-I think I DO love you"

"ouch" Taka groaned, he felt sore all over like he had been run over. His head felt like something was trying to pop out. He remembered drinking, then going to the library and opening the book, and a light a green light? That wasn't right, wasn't it supposed to be red? He blinked his eyes open slowly. He was in a unfamiliar room, but that could be from the spinning. He laid back down and then he felt it. The familiar chi that always caused chills to run down his spine.

"Nakago…." He said quietly.

"you are correct" he answered walking out of the shadows.

"what do you want?". Nakago ignored him as he sat down next to him.

"so I hear you are having a lover's spat with the Suzaku priestess?"

"how would you know?"

"I have my ways, anyway would you like her back?" Taka perked up.

"Why?"

"Because I can help, of course it's for a price."

"Anything"

"I though you'd say that, are you prepared to give me whatever I ask for?"

"Yes, anything for Miaka"

"I want the remaining seshi's heads"

"What?"

"You heard me I want the heads of Chichiri, Tasuki, and Nuriko." Taka looked at his hands for a minute a thoughtful look on his face.

"Fine, they're as good as dead."

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