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Guys I am SOOO sorry for this extremely late update. I had been getting ready for college and for the last two weeks I have been in college. Homework is long (one class in fact had us read 45 pages, ONE class mind you and I'm a bit of a slow reader). I'm trying my best to get things updated on time, but it's more difficult now than it ever has been (especially since I have 2 other roommates and I have the only computer, so we all share). So don't think I'm abandoning this story or anything, I really want to finish it. All I need is time.

Thanks for reviewing:

Everqueen – Lol. Thanks. I didn't want it to seem too sappy and it seems I pulled it off the way I wanted. Aw, thanks. It's good to hear I'm not getting worse.

quillian91 – Thank you. I got kind of angry at the site though. When I had typed it there were paragraphs, but the site squished it all together. I have to see if I can fix that. Really? Wow, that's a huge complement to me. Thanks so much. Ya, there does seem to be more Tasuki stories than Chichiri ones (I haven't looked up Hotohori, so I'll take your word on it)…

Lady of the Cats – Lol. It seems that a fair amount of people don't understand the poem. Lol. Well I did describe a small portion of it in this chapter and I'll have to explain it at a later date (I'm a bit rushed now so I can't).

Tsukikage – Lol. Glad you liked it, for both things (did you review twice? Lol)

YueMichiruNaragisawaMiko – He was unintentionally spying. Lol.

D.D.Z. – Lol. You're not the only one who didn't understand it, so don't worry. Hehe, I'm glad you thought it was funny and cute as well.

kwaiiChan-chan – Thank you! Once again, I am sorry for the late update.

Houjun Ri – Glad you liked it :) I'm sorry for updating late T.T

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Chapter 16

Chichiri found his mind reeling over the poem as he walked behind everyone. He had wanted to talk to Keara, had wanted to find out why she had written such a thing, but by the time he had caught up to her Tasuki was in their presence. Sighing quietly he pinched the bridge of his nose through the mask. Why was everything getting so confusing?

The pains of the past tear at our minds,

As if to try and torment us like a never ending nightmare.

The poem seemed to be saying that she felt the same as him, but how could that be? She did not strike him as someone pained by a dark past- then again he did not act like one either when his mask was in place.

Keara walked calmly beside Mitsukake while fiddling with some strange small gadget in her hands. An odd feeling emerged within the pits of his stomach as he remembered she was from another world. He had become so accustomed to her being around that even though she was different from them the fact passed right over his mind, as did the fact that she would have to go back home eventually…

"What's that?" Chiriko asked as he looked at the gadget in Keara's hands. It was smaller than her palm, egg shaped and had three buttons at the bottom of it. After pressing one of the buttons she lowered it and pointed out the name. "Tamagochi?"

Keara nodded and mouthed 'fake pet.'

Nodding Chiriko decided to drop it, not quite understanding how the gadget could be any type of a pet. He watched as Keara went back to playing with the devise before fixing his eyes on the path once again.

The sudden feeling of her hair stating on edge on the back of her neck caused Keara to duck down in an almost instinctive fashion. It proved to have been a good decision on her part as, not a moment later, a lighting bolt flew over where her chest had just been. Chiriko yelped loudly as a fragment of the electricity tickled his face and neck.

"It's Soi," Mitsukake said as he looked around for any sign of the lightning Seiryuu.

Chichiri was quickly at Keara's side, helping her back to her feet. The girl shook in what he hoped was fear, knowing it was better than her shaking from being electrocuted. One look at her face confirmed that she was bother frightened and shell-shocked. The gadget she had been holding was clenched so tightly in her hand her knuckles were white.

"It's alright Keara no da," he told her quietly as he gave her support. He wasn't too concerned with looking for the opposing seshi, knowing his fellow comrades could do that well enough without him. Right now he was concerned with Keara, especially since it seemed the Seiryuu wanted her back, even if it meant bringing her harm to do so.

Another bolt of lightning shot through the air, striking the earth just in front of Keara. She jumped from the tickling in her feet, knocking into Chichiri, who lost his balance and had to take a large step backwards to prevent himself from falling over. Keara's face was ghastly pale and she shook more than she had just a moment before.

"Oi, Chichiri, get 'er outta here," Tasuki yelled over his shoulder, his tessen held firmly in his hand, ready to be used at a moments notice.

"Hai," Chichiri replied, taking Keara's hand firmly. Giving her just a moments warning he took off running away from where a battle was quickly brewing. He was mindful of his pace, knowing that his legs were longer than Keara's own, a state of shock still mixed on her features.

A cry from behind them reveled that the other seshi had found Soi, or that she had appeared before them. The monk paid it no more heed however, knowing that if the Seiryuu were truly out to capture Keara again there would be more than one on the task, especially if they knew she was with four of the Suzaku seshi.

As if on queue Suboshi jumped out of a tree not far in front of them. Without hesitation he whipped his deadly ball on a string towards them. Quickly Chichiri turned, wrapped his arm firmly around Keara's shoulder and twisted to the side, narrowly evading the ball in time.

Before the monk could say anything Suboshi's deadly weapon was coming towards them once again. To evade it this time he had to throw both himself and the one he was protecting to the ground, his masked face ending up inches from hers. If it hadn't been for their current predicament the situation might have seemed quite awkward.

Knowing there was little time left to spare Chichiri straitened himself, ripped his kesa off his shoulder and summoned his staff from it. In seconds he had a shield around Keara and himself, which was struck not a moment later by the opposing Seshi.

The barrier held up well against the reoccurring attacks and the monk showed no signs of faltering. That was, he showed no sign of faltering until Nakago decided to make an appearance. Using his energy the Seiryuu general completely and utterly destroyed Chichiri's shield and sent him flying for several yards, where he crashed roughly into the ground and slid for several more feet.

Had Keara been gifted with a voice she would have screamed bloody murder, but she did not have such a gift and so she simply became paler than before (if such a feat were possible) and stared wide eyed at the offending blond seshi. Last time she had been able to create a distraction to get away from him, but now there was nothing she could use and there was another seshi not far away who could grab her if she did in fact find a way to get around the tall blond general now in front of her.

Backing away she did the first thing that came to her mind; throw her Tamagochi at him. She hadn't truly anticipated it to do much and she was right to think so, for Nakago caught it with little effort. With some curiosity the general looked down at the object now in his hands, raising a brow at the pixilated little creature dancing on the screen.

Feeling this was her time to make a move, if she was ever going to make one, she darted towards her fallen friend, who still lay motionless on the ground in what looked like an uncomfortable position. Neither Nakago nor Suboshi made an attempt to stop her, seeing all to well where she was going and knew she wasn't going to leave without him.

'Please be alright Chichiri,' her mind thought in a panic. She was more frightened that she had ever thought possible, but she was deeply worried for the monk, who, undoubtedly, was the cause of a fair amount of her current fright. Gently she shook his shoulders, trying to rouse him in a way that would cause him as little pain as possible.

Footsteps from behind alerted her of Nakago approaching them. Time was running out, not that she knew how they would get out of their current mess, even if Chichiri suddenly awoke.

Grasping his shoulders she carefully turned him so that he was now lying on his back, part of which now rested on her legs. His mask was torn almost in two and blood was leaking from many cuts on his face, chest area and arms. Over all he was mess, but nothing was life threatening, but they needed to be treated none the less to prevent infection. Most importantly his chest was rising and falling slowly, signifying that he was still, in fact, in the world of the living.

"See what happens when you run from us girl?" Nakago asked in his usual smirking manner.

Her mind wanted to growl at him, but it found that worrying over Chichiri was worth much more than trying to mentally battle with a seshi she knew was far more powerful that her. Removing the monk's mask she found the area that had been covered was remarkably unscathed.

A firm hand landed on her shoulder. "Now, you will come with me. Unless of course," his smirk grew, "You wish to bring further harm to your so called friend."

This time Keara's mind did not hesitate to growl at the seshi. He already tried to convince her that her friends did not care about her and she had found that he had been most incorrect, but now he had the galls to try the trickery again.

'Get off of me you jerk,' her mind growled as she tried to shrug the hand off, but failed.

"You aren't getting away this time girl," Nakago told her.

'Well I didn't just escape from you to get captured again either,' her mind said in exasperation. She was still frightened, but anger was starting to grow within her as well.

With a silent sigh she grazed her hand over Chichiri's cheek. She didn't want to leave him out in the open with no one else around, or even any of the Seiryuu around, but she did not want to bring harm to him by staying either.

She had never been one to pray to any god, but if ever there was a time to do so this was surely it.

'Help me Suzaku.'

Don't I have a nasty way of making things seem like they're working and then all hell breaks loose? XD

Will Keara be captured by the Seiryuu again? Or will her prayer be answered? What will become of Chichiri?

Find out in the next update! (I'm hoping that'll be up within the next three weeks)

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