Miaka sighed and folded her arms over her chest. Why hadn't he been talking to her in days? Was it the dreams? Maybe he was having them too. How weird would that be. Well damn him then. Just because they shared steamy sex and dances in dreams does not mean he has to ignore her.

"That's it!" Miaka shouted into the dawn.

"Eh? What's gotten into you egghead?"

Nuriko emerged from her tent and made her way over to Miaka, a raised eyebrow and a small smirk cast upon her lips. As always, Nuriko HAD to interfere. That's just the way she was. Miaka glared at her.

"Grrr why do you always have to be so mean to me?"

"Im not mean, im merely entertained."

Sticking her tongue out at Nuriko Miaka stomped over to tomahome's tent and flung it open, but soon regretted it. Tamahome had just got done washing, so he stood naked and glaring at her. Miaka's cheeks flamed red as she quickly shut the tent flap and ran away to sit on a nearby rock.

"Great you egghead now he's really going to ignore you." Her mind commented.

Egghead? Now she was referring to herself as an egghead. Great. Nuriko was rubbing off on her. She definitely had to get away from here soon. But where would she go? They ALWAYS wound up finding her no matter where she ran too. Sighing and placing her head in her hands, Miaka rocked back and forth and tried to think.

"Was there something you wanted Miaka?"

Her head automatically snapped up as she turned to face Tamahome. His eyebrow raised and his hands crossed over his chest.

"Um no, I just wanted…oh nevermind."

Her cheeks were so red she could feel them down to her toes. How had she gotten herself into this mess? Oh yeah, she needed to ask him why he was ignoring her. Yes. That's it she WOULD ask him why. She just didn't know when. How funny these things were. Looking up into his face she tried to fake a smile but he saw right through it.

"Something's on your mind Miaka. I know it."

Tamahome's lips quirked up into a smirk before he took a few steps closer to her. She could almost feel his body heat. The freshness of him clung to her senses making her head reel.

"No really it was nothing. I'm sorry I disturbed you."

Getting up she brushed off her rear and uniform and headed past him, but was immediately stopped by two much bigger and stronger hands. Closing her eyes for a second she began to think of what she should do. Though she was not much of a thinker but more of a doer. Craning her head up to meet his smoldering gaze she opened her eyes and peered at him.

"Why have you been ignoring me?"

There! She had done it. She had finally asked him the question she was dreading. What if he told her he didn't love her anymore? Or didn't want to marry her? Oh god, she didn't think she could live with that. But Miaka patiently waited for his answer. It took him a few moments but she finally got him to fess up and tell her what's been going on.

"I love you Miaka. I think I began loving you the day I met you and Yuri. But if we are going to pull through this and summon Suzaku, I'm going to need to be away from temptation. And you are temptation its self."

Tamahome's words rang in her ears. So that's why? He didn't want them to end up making love. But oh god did she want to. She knew it was selfish of her but she wanted nothing more than to spend nights and days in his arms. Smirking she looked up at him.

"So that's it."

"Yes."

"Then I will try my best to not be temptation."