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Chichiri's Wanderer– Lol. If only it were that easy. But, alas, it is not since I love making things complicated. Lol. I do that in more than just my writing too though, which is why my animations for school drive me nuts sometimes.

Everqueen– Good question, one that will be answered in this chapter in fact. I agree, being kidnapped in your sleep has got to be horrible!

FFchick – Unfortunately Chiriko had his staff since he was carrying Keara, but I don't think the electricity binding him would have allowed for much movement (based on the anime anyway). Lol. Thank you. Nakago can be a real creep, but I felt really bad for him when I found out about his past.

Crimson Firefox – Thank you. And I'm here! I thought my math test was Tuesday, but it was Wensday. Just as well though. But that explains why I hadn't updated yesterday (brain was fried after having to think about math)

D.D.Z. – A wee bit violent aren't we. Lol. Ya, I felt bad for doing that to Chichiri, but it had to happen. Thank you as well for the complement :)

i-like-pudding13 – Lol. Soi is one of those characters I find that I care little for, so I agree with your sentiments.

Chapter 12

Chichiri slowly got to his feet; a sharp pain in his side prevented him from doing it quicker. His mind was screaming at him for not being able to protect Keara when she needed him to most, creating a headache to further bother him.

Tasuki was mutter to himself as he brushed snow off of his clothing. He was clearly unhappy about the events that had just unfolded before them. The outburst that everyone expected of him came as soon as he stood strait, "Damn Seiryuu wench!" This seemed to blow off a fair amount of steam that had not escaped through his muttering.

No one chided the bandit for his outburst, as they all felt angry and upset. Mitsukake walked over to Chichiri as he took his staff from the youngest of the group. "Do you want medicine for your injury?"

Chichiri shook his head, "No, I'll be fine no da."

At that moment Tamahome came out from the forest looking slightly upset. As he walked to his friends he did not take notice of the absence of a certain member, "Miaka wants us to go on ahead without her."

Surprised and confused faces overcame the looks that had once been held on the seshi's faces. "We can't go on just yet," Chiriko said softly.

"Wha-" it was then that Tamahome noticed what was wrong. "Where's Keara?"

"Soi took her," Mitsukake said calmly before Tasuki could yell it.

Tamahome was shocked, "Two Seiryuu in the same area?" his eyes widened, "Miaka!" He turned and ran back toward the forest but before he entered he looked over his shoulder and hastily said, "You guys find Keara. I'll find Miaka and meet you in Sairou."

"What's got him?" Tasuki asked in bewilderment.

"Two Seiryuu seshi being around probably mean that Nakago nearby as well," Chichiri explained as he walked forward, mask in hand. "We should find Keara as quickly as possible and head to Sairou."

"But what about Miaka!" Tasuki cried.

"That is something Tamahome must deal with on his own," the monk replied. "Should he meet Nakago we would only be in the way."

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A teenage boy with light brown hair and blue eyes walked into a medium sized tent with a bowl of water and a cloth in his hands. His clothing consisted of deep blue pants, bandana, shirt, an orange tunic, and leather wrist guards.

"Yui-sama, I brought the water you wanted."

The one he had addressed looked over her shoulder from where she at near her bed with a small smile, "Thank you Suboshi." She was the same age as Miaka, wearing the same attire, but she had short sand colored hair and gray eyes that held a pain she wished to hide.

Suboshi placed the objects on the table and came to stand next to the Seiryuu no miko, gaze falling upon the girl who lay unconscious on the bed, "What does Nakago want with her?"

"I'm not sure," Yui admitted as she squeezed the water from the cloth she had just soaked. "Nakago and I are going to have a talk once he returns and he's going to tell me everything." She folded the cloth and gently placed it on Keara's forehead.

"I wonder who she is," Suboshi found himself saying.

Yui merely shrugged and made to get up when something caught her eye. Keara had inhaled deeply, a sign that she was regaining consciousness. A few short moments later her blue-gray eyes fluttered open.

"It's good to see you awake," Yui said.

Keara sat upright, but regretted the hasty movement as she suddenly felt very lightheaded and her eyes became blurry. She felt a pair on hands push her back down onto the bed before they took the cloth off of her lap where it had fallen.

"Who are you?" Suboshi asked with a demanding tone.

'Does he really expect me to answer that?' Keara's mind asked as it slowly regained its bounds once again.

When she didn't answer the seshi he was clearly un-amused, but before he could speak Yui did. "I'm Yui, now will you tell me your name?"

'Yui? Wasn't that the name of Miaka's friend?' Keara sat up again, slowly this time, and gazed at the girl for a brief moment before giving a motion to show she couldn't speak.

"What the heck are you doing?" Suboshi asked suspiciously.

"I don't think she can talk," Yui frowned. "Oh, wait," she grabbed the quill and a piece of parchment she had laying on the table behind her and handed it to the teen on her bed. "Write it, that is if you are able to."

Keara rolled her eyes at the last comment and took the paper. After quickly scratching down what she wanted to she handed it back. The message was brief, but to the point. 'The name's Keara. Where am I?'

Yui read over it quickly, "I don't know our exact location myself."

Looking over his miko's shoulder Suboshi frowned, "Keara? What kind of name is that?"

"One not of this world," Yui softly said as she looked Keara in the eyes. "How did you get here?"

Keara took the paper and quill back. 'I'm not exactly sure. I was told I'm supposed to help with something, but thus far I haven't been doing much of anything besides getting in the way.'

The miko nodded after she read the note. "So you were supposed to help Miaka," her words held a hint of hatred that did not evade the mute teen who shrugged in reply.

"So she has awakened," a new voice filled the tent. Everyone looked to the entrance of the tent and found Nakago standing there with an injured shoulder.

Yui stood and rushed over to him, "Are you alright?"

The general nodded and walked past her to the bed. "And we get to meet," a smirk came upon his face, eyes filled with a form of malice.

Keara raised a brow, taking good note of the look in his eyes, but remained unshaken by it. 'He's kind of cute, but who in the blazes is he and why the hell is he looking at me like that?' her mind asked.

"You're from another world aren't you?" It was more of a statement than a question, but either way it demanded a reply and it got one in the form of a nod. "Than we have much to discuss," he reached out to grab her arm, but found his fingers curling around a piece of parchment.

"Nakago, she can't speak," Yui explained. "I think that's what she's trying to tell you by giving you the parchment she was writing a moment ago."

"Really," the general clearly did not believe this as he uncrumpled the parchment and read over the few words on it. He leaned down to the girl before him so that their faces were mere inches apart, "Are you truly unable to speak or are you just playing around. If it does indeed prove to be the latter and you do not admit it now you will sorely regret it."

Keara's eyes narrowed into a glare, but mentally she was just short of throwing a fit. She had somehow fallen into the hands of the Seiryuu band, something she had not thought was all that bad upon getting to 'speak' with Yui, but now that she was literally face to face with Nakago, the one Seiryuu seshi she had heard everyone speak about unhappily, she was unnerved.

Her mind could not piece together how this had all happened. The last thing she remembered before blacking out was Tamahome holding Nuriko. The mere thought of her fallen friend nearly broke her calm façade, but she managed to keep her nerves in tack.

It was because of her last memories however that she knew she had been around her friends before she had blacked out. So how had she fallen into the hands of the Seiryuu? Her face suddenly broke into sadness as the only answer that seemed to make any sense broke through her mind.

They must have left her.

Nakago smirked at the sight of her face, knowing all to well what must have just come to her mind after several moments of her glaring. "You're friends, as you call them, won't come looking for you."

Keara clenched her jaw and closed her eyes, turning her head to the side to try and hide the fact that tears wanted nothing more than to slide down her face. 'Why?' her mind asked as she felt an unwanted loneliness befall her heart.

"Nakago?" Yui was confused. She had been under the impression that Soi had knocked her out when she had brought the teen into her tent slung over her shoulder. 'I suppose its not surprising that Miaka would yet again betray a friend,' she found her mind saying.

The general stood upright, smirk still in place, before he turned around. As he exited the tent he swiftly picked something up off the table before Keara could take note of it and have any thoughts that would counter the ones she had already.

"Watch her," was all he said before he disappeared outside.

Oh boy. Keara's got the wrong idea! And as always Nakago is being a creep. What was it Nakago picked up (hopefully that won't be hard to figure out)? How and when will the gang save her?

Find out as the chapter progress.

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