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I didn't formally review because I am dreadfully tired. My graduation from HS was yesterday (the 24th... WOOT...erm...ya) and I was up well into the next morning at the all night graduation party held by the school and had very little sleep because I had a friend's grad party to go to in the late morning.

This chapter is shorter than normal because I wrote it today when my attention span was zip due to lack of sleep. Sorry, but I think I did an alright job with it none the less.

Chapter 13

Keara sat on the chair in Lady Yui's tent thinking. She didn't want to believe that Miaka and the others would just leave her, much less handed her over to the Seiryuu, but what other reason could there be for her falling into their hands.

With a silent sigh she ran a hand through her shoulder length hair. Whatever her reason for being where she was she knew one thing for fact, she was stuck. The boy Yui had addressed as Suboshi was sitting outside the tent to prevent her from going anywhere, but it gave her some privacy since he wasn't within the tent itself.

She intertwined her fingers, elbows resting on her legs, and placed her lips on them. Her mind wandered from her current situation to her friends and teammates in her world. 'I wonder how they are,' she thought, 'And if they've given up hope of finding me.'

Before her mind could travel any farther Yui walked in with a tray, a smile gracing her face, "I thought you might want some tea." She placed the tray down on the table before glancing once again at the mute teen, whom hadn't moved a muscle since her entrance.

"Here," Yui handed her a cup. "I wouldn't think too much of Miaka and the others in her band if I were you. It's not the first time Miaka alone has hurt someone she had deemed as a friend."

Keara took the tea as she listened, mind not quite sure why she wanted to hear it. She took a sip of the warm liquid before staring down into it, watching as her images wavered back and forth in the ripples.

"Where are you from?" Yui asked as she watched the girl before her curiously. "Oh!" She suddenly remembered that there was no way for Keara to give a verbal response and quickly handed her a piece of parchment and a quill from the far end of the table, "Sorry."

Placing her cup down Keara and took the objects from the Seiryuu no miko. 'Another world much like yourself I presume since I heard you were friends with Miaka.'

"Once were friends," Yui corrected almost bitterly after reading the message. "But, you're from my world," she smiled, "Where do you live?"

'United States,' Keara wrote in reply, 'But when I was brought here I was in Australia for the Olympics.'

Yui's eyes widened, "What did you do there?"

'Gymnastics.'

"That's amazing," Yui said in awe, "It takes extreme dedication just get into the level required for such competitions. Congratulations."

Keara nodded with a smile to show her thanks. Extreme dedication, willingness to never give up when the going gets tough, ability to take all the criticism and lies people make about you and the willingness to take risks were all parts of how she had gotten so far.

At that moment Nakago came to stand in the entrance, "Lady Yui, may I have a word."

Yui looked over to him in slight confusion, "Of course." She got up and walked outside with the general.

Keara sighed and looked at her hands. Her broken finger was still slightly swollen, but not nearly as badly as it had once been.

How's your finger no da. Keara shook her head. 'Why did I just hear Chichiri's voice?' she questioned her mind.

You were really brave back there Keara. I'm really impressed. 'Nuriko?'

"Get out of your super deformed mode Chichiri! That'll scare her even more. 'Tasuki too?'

It sounds like you two did your best up here. That's the important part Keara. 'That was Tamahome.'

She was deeply confused as to why she was hearing her friend's voices. It didn't make all that much sense in her mind. If they had left her why was her mind dwelling on something that only hurt her.

Her mind suddenly replayed with 'Because they care about you more than they're leading you to belive.'

Her mind turned to what she had thought of moments ago, just after Yui had congratulated her. 'People have lied about me as well as lied to my face before…' she thought a moment, wondering if her mind was trying to tell her something, 'Nakago might have been lying to me…'

'I need to find out what's the truth and what's a lie,' she thought as she stood. 'But I don't think Nakago is going to come out and admit he was lying.' She frowned for a moment before a smirk came to her face, 'I could always eavesdrop.'

With that idea in tact there came one last dilemma, how was she going to get out of the tent with Suboshi guarding it?

How is she going to get by the boy with the evil yo-yo like death tools?

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