Author's Note: my exams are over so I am on holiday now, so hopefully I should be able to update this quite quick and finish the story. Well…as promised, Seiryuu is coming out in this chapter and telling Yuri what she must do. And once again, I hope that someone will like it enough to leave a review.

When I watched the first and the second fushigi yugi ova I thought that it's really sad as Koji and the twins (the celestial warriors of Seiryuu) all died, and I never thought I'd say this but I actually like Nakago a bit better due to what he did in the OVA. And after seeing the second OVA I seemed to reconsider the relationship of Houki and Hotohori- his feelings for her. I think he did give up on Miaka and ended up loving her. But I think that is what is so tragic about Hotohori, even he loved Houki they still only were married for one month and he still got reincarnated.

Lovingly, her husband sat down beside her and began to braid her long hair for her. Usually he liked to unbind them and see her lovely hair loose, it was probably because a grown woman would only let the one closest to her to perform this very intimate action.

"They told me that you must rest tonight." Seishuku informed her gently, securing the end with a white ribbon.

She would get tired so easily, but the doctor had assured the very worried husband that this was not a dangerous sign, and that his beloved wife would defiantly recover as long as she obeys the tradition of resting for the majority of the month.

It seemed that she was recovering, although she was still not strong yet to stay through the festival herself. She had been down briefly to greet the guest, which was whole village along with the additional guests. As soon as she did this, she was allowed to go back and rest.

Her husband would have carried her back although it was not necessary had she not been holding their two children, as a result he gently guided her back.

"Boushin and Seihana are the most beautiful children I have ever seen," Seishuku said happily, not for the first time. "I know that Seihana will definitely be as beautiful as her mother, which means that we will have quite some problems when she grows up. We'll probably have to deal with young men asking for her hand every single day. The same goes for Boushin as well, he will end up just like his father, he'll probably end up breaking every young girl's heart in the village. Not that I was interested in any girl apart from you. I had been waiting for you ever since I was reborn into your world." Seishuku hastily added.1

Closing her eyes Yuri was content to just hold her husband's hand and listen to him talk like a normal man with the birth of his children. She was glad that he was only Seishuku, the son of a village leader, instead of Hotohori, an emperor. If he was Hotohori then by now he would probably have to arrange some sort of ceremony required due to the presence of an heir, if not already playing his part in it.

She would be left in her chambers again, if she was lucky then she might be able to watch her children, but likely they would be taken away for the necessary rituals. Or she might be dragged up to stand beside the emperor.

Many coveted the life of royalty, and like many little girls she had once dreamt of being a princess after having met prince charming, who would save her from everything and take her to his palace. After being an empress for two years she realized how ridiculous that dream was.

It was an impossible thing to be with one's husband for the whole day, even now she was often apart from Seishuku as he worked on the fields during many of the morning and afternoon, and most people in society would be working. Although a farmer's life resembled an emperor's life in the fact that neither had weekends, that was probably the only similarity.

The main difference was that she knew when Seishuku would be back, unlike Hotohori-who might be away even at the evenings due to some urgent matter of the state. And if when she was very ill, Hotohori still had to look after his state first instead of spending his whole day beside her, like now.

Her two children seemed to be sound asleep, Yuri wander what life would have been like for them if she was still the empress of Konan. There would be grand celebrations when all she wanted was to hold her two children and be held by the man she loves.

"Chichi and haha are absolutely delighted with their grandchildren." Seishuku was saying. "According to haha they look exactly like me when I was only an infant."

"You must have been a beautiful child."

"Yuri, I was naturally a child endowed with great wisdom, grace and wit in both lives." He said this with a perfectly straight face and maybe he really did believe it, but it was clear that he regard his wife the most beautiful woman, while his children were the most adorable children ever seen, even more good-looking then him.

Seishuku continued talking very light heartedly until Yuri finally managed to sleep, he could tell as her breath became more even and the weight of her hand became much lighter. He bent down and kissed her forehead before he took his two children into his arms and gently shut the door with his elbow.

The villagers were all at the house of the parents, ready to take part of this traditional celebration. Seishuku had insisted on making sure that Yuri was resting and refused to leave her side until he was satisfied that she was asleep. As Seishuku he could naturally do this and even be praised for being such a loving husband, but if he was still Hotohori then he would probably have to make Yuri stand beside him as they paraded around with their children.

Sometimes Seishuku was glad of having the memories of his past life not just because Yuri was there, but because they made him appreciate his new life even more.2

But yet he still couldn't resist whispering the following to his children: "Boushin, you almost could have become the emperor of a great kingdom, and you Seihana, would probably have ended up as an empress. You two may not believe this but your chichi was once the emperor of a grand nation, and your haha was his empress."3

She was sitting beside the window as she often would when she was awake, but the strange thing was that the surface of the window became glass like instead of being thick paper.4

She could see her own reflection in the mirror, but instead of having her hair in the braid plait by Seishuku, her hair was loose and decorated with a headdress made from jade, not surprisingly it was carved into the shape of a dragon.

The loose night gown she wore was gone as well, replaced by the ceremonial robe of the priestess of Seiryuu. As to be expected, her forehead was marked by that symbol of a dragon.

"Why this…" she cursed angrily.

Raising her hand she planned to either strike the glass or tore the headdresses off. But her hand was grabbed by a strong grip, from the window's reflection she saw that the hand was covered by blue scales.

"Do you so hate me, Seiryuu?" she hissed as she snatched her hand back, refusing to turn to face the god whose priestess she became. She knew that this dream was just like the first dream she had of Seiryuu, it was real. "You had what you wanted, your kingdom is saved and you will not be forgotten, and you even had me as your sacrifice, so why do you come before me again?"

"It seems that I should be the one to ask that, do you so hate me for what I had to do?" Seiryuu said, and his voice was rather quiet.

Yuri leant back and closed her eyes, her hand resting on her abdomen, remembering how he had clawed his way out of her body from there. That was also a few seconds before he finally ended her pain through death.

"I used my celestial warriors just as they used me, in the same way you used me just as I used you to get what I want. How can there be hatred?" she said softly.

"You are not like the priestess of Suzaku." Seiryuu remarked out. "Suzaku will soon be talking to her, and I believe that her attitude will be very different from yours."

"Suzaku granted Miaka her most desired wish, and let her live with the one that she love the best." Yuri found that she was unable to keep the rather bitter tone out of her voice as she explained. "You could not grant me what I really wanted, and you also ate me, therefore taking me away from the man that I love."5

"Do you hate me for that then?"

She shook her head and finally turned to face him. "I do not blame you for doing what you had to do. I do not hate you, but I cannot love you either. How can I love you when you killed me and ate my corpse? But at the same time I do not hate you either, because I know that it is not your fault.

"So what do you want, Seiryuu? I will listen to you."

"I need your help, just as Suzaku need his priestess' help. Listen carefully, as I do not think I can come to you again." He began to explain to her about how the four gods had once sealed a being called Tenkou, who was a threat to the universe of the four gods, as well as this world. "But he is now breaking free of his seal, and in order to chain him up the four gods must all be summoned out."

"I do not want to die, Seiryuu." She whispered this out, almost pleading. "Especially not when I just had the children I always longed for."

"You will not die this time," he promised. "You must return to the universe of the four gods with the Suzaku priestess and obtain the two shinzaho of the other two gods, and then you must summon me."

"How do I do that?"

"The scroll of Seiryuu will take you to Kutou and…"

Yuri was sure that Seiryuu was just going to explain to her when they were suddenly interrupted by a loud bang, and soon she felt the window behind her shattering, the glasses piercing into her back. Much to her surprise Seiryuu actually picked her up and held her next to him, preventing from her being seriously wounded.6

"You need to stay alive in order to summon me." he explained simply. Turning he released a jet of blue light, making the presence in front of them visible.

The figure snickered as Yuri fixed her gaze on him, it was the silhouette of a man who appeared very slender and tall, clad in full black with long white hair hanging at his side, the colour highlighted even more due to the contrasting colour of his robes.

"Tenkou." Seiryuu said angrily.

Neither the name, nor the appearance of the man, seemed unfamiliar.

"Your chain is breaking every single moment." The one called Tenkou chuckled out. "I can now follow you as you enter the dream of this woman. You better leave her, Seiryuu," he continued on with his mocking. "Otherwise your will soon find your precious priestess gone for the second time."

With the ending of his sentence thick vines crawled around Yuri, chocking her. Beside her, Seiryuu snapped his fingers, the vines immediately disappeared, but her body was still bruised, proving that what happened was no illusion.

Tenkou chuckled again and waved his hand, ropes shot out this time, they were much thicker then the vines and instead of fixing them self around her lower body, they climbed up to curve around her neck.

This time Seiryuu had to close his hand over the rope and tear it to get rid of it.

"What will you do next time, Seiryuu? It will not be hard to kill her now as long as you stay with her."

"You will know when you can summon me." Seiryuu whispered to Yuri before he picked her up and threw her away from him. "Remembering all that happened last time!"7

As with any society, the gathering of the whole village ended up with a dance, providing an opportunity for both courting and the chance of lovers being together.

The father of the new born children spend most of the time showing his children off to the rest of the village, as one expected of him. It was clear that he was very proud of being the father to these twins, although most people realize that he really just wanted to be by the side of his wife, who was resting due to the birth.

"Seishuku, don't you want to dance as well?" Miaka asked when she finally was able to take a break from dancing with Ryoen and the rest of the visitors to the village.

"Do you wish to dance with me, Miaka?" he asked well naturedly. "I certainly will not mind dancing with my sister in law!"

"Can I claim that honour instead, Seishuku?"

The speaker was a young woman who seemed to be around Seishuku's age. She was dressed in the traditional dress of Konan with her hair gathered up on either side of her head. Miaka immediately felt that this woman seemed one of those typical ideal female in ancient Chinese and Japanese history, the ultimate symbol of pure and extreme femininity: quiet and gentle.8

She also seemed so sad, there was a smile on her face but it did not reach her eyes, therefore it could be not be labelled as a true smile.

"Seika…" Seishuku acknowledged quickly. "Let me just do an introduction first, this is Miaka, my sister in law as she is Yuri's sister. Miaka, this is Seika, Shoka's younger sister by one year. You have already met Shoka, she is Ju-An's fiancée."

"Will you dance with me, Seishuku? I would like to dance but I don't want to dance with anyone else other then you or Ju-An, and he is dancing with my sister right now."

"Seika…" Seishuku sighed slightly as he handed his twin children to Miaka. "You don't have to be like that, you know. It's not as if you are engaged to Hojun and even if you are…"

The rest of his words were lost to Miaka as Seika took his hand and led him away. But what she heard was enough to make her become rather excited.

"RYOEN!!!" she yelled the moment he made his way beside her with Taka, both juggling the plate of foods she had declared to want to eat. "Who is Seika?"

"Seika? You mean Shoka's sister?" following the direction that Miaka pointed to, Ryoen nodded. "Seika also is…was Hojun's girlfriend."

"Was?"

"Well…Seika had been Hojun's girlfriend since they were little, just as Shoka had been Ju-An's girlfriend. Ju-An and Shoka got engaged and everyone thought that Seika and Hojun would be doing so too. Then on Hojun's eighteenth birthday he said that he would be making an announcement that day…"

That event completely broke Seika's heart because Hojun never once told her that he would leave her in such a fashion, and after he said that he was leaving he actually told her that he would not blame her if she wanted to be with someone else in the full view of the whole village.

Despite Seika's declaration that she would not never be anyone else's girlfriend there was still a large group of hopefuls who attempted to court her, but the only other man she would talk to beside her immediate family would be Seishuku, who was the one of the best friend of the man that she love.

Seishuku tried to comfort her as much as he could, but he could not lie to her by assuring her that Hojun would soon come back, because he himself was both unsure and surprised that Hojun would really leave the village. He had heard of his friend expressing a wish of exploring the world, but he never once thought that it would be like that.

"Since they were little the two sisters would often play with my brother and his two best friends, and as they grew older my brother would often purposely leave the two couples. He didn't mind that much as he always told me they were opportunities for him to spend time with me." Ryoen concluded with a rather wistful sigh.

Upon hearing this story Miaka shook her head hard, very angry. She remembered what Chichiri had told her and she had always hoped that Hojun would be able to find the happiness that he had lost when he was Chichiri, just like Mitsukake. But it seemed that once more he let the one he loved slip away from him…

Seika had always been unusually quiet, unlike her elder sister. Seishuku did not harboured any romantic feelings for her or any of the other girls in the village, as he realized he was waiting for Yuri even before he remembered his life as Hotohori, but sometimes Seika would join him in a companionable silence as he gazed at the view of Konan from some vintage spot. She was only one year younger then him but he regarded her as a little sister like girl, perhaps in the similar fashion he had regarded his priestess as.

"Seishuku, have you heard from Hojun? Is he well?" Seika whispered out in that quiet voice which Hojun so adored. "He does not write to me because he…"

Her companion only nodded as he was doing a mental calculation at the same time. The last time the two met would have been about eight months ago, at his wedding to Yuri.

"Tell him that I don't want anyone else, and I will wait for him forever!" she declared passionately.

"Seika…" he was rather unsure of how to respond, at one hand he believed that a person should wait for the person they love forever, just as he had waited for Yuri, but yet at the same time he felt that this advice sounded quite heartless.

"Hojun does love you," he finally decided, "In his last letter to me he wrote that…"

What he wanted to say next was interrupted by a sharp scream, to his horror he recognized the source as from upstairs. And right now there was only one person upstairs.

"Yuri…" he whispered.

Yuri was sitting upright on the bed, the sheets crinkled due to her hands clenching at it tightly. The long strands of her hair had escaped from their plait as the white ribbon was broken, and her hair was plastered onto her face and back due to sweat.

Upon hearing footsteps she quickly grabbed the discarded blanket and pulled it over her, concealing her body which she was sure was bruised, even though she had not examined it yet.

"Yuri, what is wrong?" naturally, Seishuku was the first man to enter, followed closely by his parents.

Standing a bit further in the corridor were Miaka and most of the celestial warriors, with the exception of Genro, who was too occupied, and Ryoen, who probably only thought that his sister in law was being a bit hysterical due to some nightmare. Like it or not, that would have to be her excuse to the rest of the world.

"I am fine!" she laughed rather shrilly, pulling the blanket up even more.

Strangely, for no reasons at all she suddenly remembered the many times her mother had mumbled something in her dream, only to have forgotten all about it the very next day.

"I had such a nice dream last night, Yuri." Her mother once told her as she began to brush Yuri's long hair, she would lean against her mother- taking her presence there for granted.

"But what did you dream of, Haha?" the young Yuri would always ask, even though she might be absorbed in her new toy or the breakfast her mother would always lovingly prepare for her. Her mother always made sure that she had something she liked for breakfast, and insisted on brushing her hair everyday, even though she was a busy woman who ended up having to rush to work due to her little child's tendency of staying in her bed until she had to get up.

Strangely, Yuri began to wake up very early with the death of her mother, and she would always regret the time lost to her because of her previous inability of waking up on time.

"I don't remember, darling." Her mother always laughed at this, "But I just knew that it was a very lovely dream."

"Was it about otousan?" she once asked childishly, that had been when she first realized that it was not normal to not have a father. Every other girl often spoke of their father, or at the very least referred to him. But she, she had no father, as long as she could remember her home only consisted of her mother and her.

"Your father? No, of course not! What do I need him for!" her mother had declared passionately, "All I need to be happy is to have you beside me. You are my most precious treasure! Yes, I must have been dreaming about you since it was such a nice dream!"

Maybe she was thinking about her mother as she had become a mother herself.

"I had a bad dream, that was it." Yuri told everyone easily. "I am so sorry to have caused you all so much trouble but it was just a dream."

"What did you dream about?" Seishuku began worriedly, especially since she appeared rather dazed for a long time.

"I do not remember what it was." Yuri lied for the sake of everyone else.

"Well, these things are not uncommon to a new mother." Her mother in law quickly came to her rescue, even though she was completely unaware of how much Yuri wanted everyone to leave her chamber. "I used to have some sort of nightmares about Seishuku being hurt during the first year of his birth. To be honest I still worry about him even though he is a parent himself now!" this last sentence immediately lightened the tension in the room. Smiling, she told Yuri: "We'll just leave you to rest then."

"I will stay with you…" Seishuku began but he suddenly paused.

He quickly covered his halt by leaning forward to plant a kiss on Yuri's forehead, but the object of his love saw that he had another motive, he 'accidentally' pulled her hair forward in order to cover the slight swell on her neck, and his hands were actually shaking slightly.

"You must be quite cold." He said as he took another blanket and spread it over her, concealing the slightly visible bruise on her leg due to the small new tear in her nightgown.

Had he not been so shocked then he might have noticed the blue scroll that was placed on the floor, then he would not have reached his conclusion.

Seishuku was forcing himself to remain calm even though he was beginning to panic, but after all, he did have six years of training from being an emperor.

As soon as he ushered everyone out he slammed the door shut and locked it, but instead of rushing to Yuri's side as he thought he would, he actually felt himself sinking to the ground, his hands barely managed to clench into fists.

"Seishuku?" Yuri whispered softly, she too expected that he would come and sit by her side and ask her what happened.

She wanted to stand up but found that she was still shaking a bit due to what happened in her dream, what Tenkou did to her. Instead of standing up properly she actually staggered down, the hem of her skirt happened to cover the whole of the scroll, which Seishuku might have otherwise seen.

Upon hearing the loud thud he immediately controlled himself enough to walk to her and took her into his arms. Holding her against him tightly he buried his face amidst her loose hair.

"I never ever thought that such thing would happen in this place," he whispered, "But I still love you Yuri, no matter what. Tell me who did it and I will kill him."

"Seishuku?" Yuri whispered, very puzzled. Initially she thought that he understood that she had saw Seiryuu in her dreams but his reaction seemed a bit too passionate. She could understand why he might be a little upset as what happened indicated that there would soon be trouble, but his actions still seemed rather extreme.

"I wish we can kill him that easily…" she whispered rather wistfully, feeling sad at the thought of having to part with Seishuku in order to go to Kutou, while he goes with Miaka to Konan. How would she tell him this in the first place? Knowing him…

"I will kill him!" Seishuku declared fervently, as he drew back to look at Yuri on eyelevel. "I will kill him for daring to do this to you. I don't care who he is or what will happen, I will kill him. And I promise, I will still love you. No matter what happens, you will never be tainted."

Yuri finally frowned openly and asked: "Seishuku, why would I regard myself as being tainted from talking to Seiryuu and then being attacked by some sort of demon?"

At this Seishuku literally chocked.

"That…that was what happened? Your wounds came because…"

Yuri managed to summarized what happened in her dream as brief as she could, as it was clear that her husband was highly agitated. As she finished Seishuku embraced her fiercely once again, only that he was laughing in relief this time.

"What did you think happened?" she asked.

"I…I thought you were raped. I couldn't believe that any man in this village could actually commit such a crime but I didn't know what else to think when I saw you lying on the bed with part of your bodies bruised." He muttered out. "I'm so happy that nothing of that sort happened, but I want you to know that I would not stop loving you even if that happened. You will always be the most beautiful woman in my eyes, Yuri, and nothing that anyone do can ever destroy that beauty, not even old age." 9

Yuri managed to laugh too, she cupped his face between her hands and told him simply: "I can protect myself, Seishuku, you made sure of that by teaching me how to wield a sword, so you do not have to worry about that happening."

He nodded, "But I still want to protect you, Yuri, even though I know that you can protect yourself rather well."10

As they expected, Miaka was visited by Suzaku that night, unlike Yuri though, she has not met Tenkou due to what happened in Yuri's dream. Suzaku had told Miaka what she must do as well as elaborating on the details.

They were to go to the universe of the four gods through the scrolls, the seven celestial warriors of Suzaku was to accompany their priestess to Konan, where they must find seven stones that contains their memories. In the case of Taka and Seishuku, who already gained back their memory, they would still find a stone only that it would be a bit different then everyone else. The only clue Miaka knew was that these seven stones represent the seven celestial warrior's past.

The four of them pondered on what they should do for a long time, as it was impossible to disappear in this village without being discovered, but if they leave their village Seishuku and Yuri must take their children with them and the children would have be looked after.

In the end they decided to stay at Yui's house, as she already knew about the universe of the four gods, and she was alone in her rather large house, as her parents were away due to an emergency business trip.

That was why two days after the celebration, Seishuku found himself on this train toward Tokyo with his wife and his children, as well as the six other who had been celestial warriors.

Using their excuse of visiting the grave of Yuri's mother, everyone had nodded in understanding as they heard of their plan of going to Tokyo on such a short notice. The only one who expressed some hesitation toward their plan was his parents, who worried that their daughter-in-law was not completely recovered yet.

"But Otousan, Kaasan, I want to take them to see my haha now." Yuri had reasoned.

Yuri was sleeping, leaning against him with a tattered blanket covering her, they were both dressed in the native costume of Konan as they had decided that such cloths would help them when they return to the universe of the four gods.

Looking at her he couldn't but help to recollect everything once again, how it was like a sign of fate. Just before they were about to leave he had receive a phone call from Hojun, who was suddenly in Japan and planned to return to the village, after he offered many congratulations.

"Stay…stay in Tokyo and meet us there." Seishuku had finally said after a long pause. It was just like the day when Yuri finally woke up from her coma. Everyone had been gathered together once again.

He bent down to put the blanket in place once again. As he did so he heard her whisper something softly, bending over he heard the word 'Hotohori', what his name had been.

"Hotohori? Why does she call you that, aniki?" Ryoen asked when he took the seat next to his brother, remembering what the strange name his sister-in-law often call his brother during the days before their marriage.

"Ryoen, do you know about the twenty eight constellations?" Seishuku began. "In the twenty eight constellations one of the constellations is Hotohori, and the kanji for Hotohori is exactly the same as the kanji in my name Seishuku."

"She always does seem to be interested in stars." Ryoen agreed, remembering the time he had found his brother and her outside at nighttimes, looking at the stars. "But aniki, why are you and Yuri not staying with Ju-An or I, but with Yui?"

"We have a reason…" Seishuku said softly. "You will find out soon, Ryoen." This referring to how everyone was going straight to Yui's house first as Miaka and Taka had something to announce.

"Are you two planning to get married?" Genro had immediately yelled out in the middle of the whole village. As to be expected, Ju-An had to spend the next few minutes to make sure that he was not too severely injured.

"So we will return there." Seishuku whispered softly.

He wonders whether the people in that world would still remember him at all after all these times, as it might be longer in that world. He couldn't help but to think of those who had been his family in that world. His family was not even a family, but yet he couldn't help but to think about them.

Did he want to return to that world at all? He had been very happy in that world as that was where he first met Yuri and married her, and for two years they had been very happy. But the universe of the four gods had been a place where he had been tormented with guilt due to the great responsibility that he had, not only as a celestial warrior of Suzaku, but also as the emperor of Konan.

In the same way he knew that Yuri had been happy in Konan as well, because that was where the first met him, the first person to love her as well as receiving her love since her mother died. But at the same time he did not always made her happy.

One memory particularly haunted him, it was his last memory of her before she was killed. Could he face these buried memories? Memories that they hide amongst all their other memories because living it had been to painful.11

1 This bit is referring to when Hotohori first saw Boushin, his reaction to his son. As I recall he said something like "He look just like me when I was little, such grace, wit etc." I quite like that bit as I thought it was quite cute, as for Hotohori, saying anyone looks just like him is his greatest way of complimenting on their appearance.

2 I seriously had no idea that the two of them would end up thinking and comparing about their lives in the village of Konan, and the kingdom of Konan that much!!!

3 I don't fully know why I had this bit, maybe as a reminder that the past is always there, what happened in there was true so that it should not be forgotten. Once more, this refer to what Yuri feel in regard to what Miaka did.

In one version I actually considered letting Yuri and Hotohori remain in Konan as the emperor and empress, had that happen their daughter would eventually have married the son of the emperor of Kutou, and she would actually have ended up as the empress of Kutou, with her brother as the emperor of Konan (and he might have married the daughter of the emperor of Kutou.) But it would have been a marriage of love, they would have been friends with their future suppose since they were little.

4 An interesting thing, he and his…I guess family is quite affectionate and not that formal as you would except from royalty. He actually uses chichi and haha when he was talking to his son, instead of the more formal term, and Boushin called him chichi when he first spoke. (sob, I started crying as I was just so touched…)

In regard to the window I did say that the village 'Konan' is rather rural so the windows are not made from glass. Since Yuri lives in the house of the village leader, the window is a bit better then the rest of the village by not only being a hole, it actually have a shuttle covered by paper (a bit like the window in Hotohori's room that he chopped up)

5 This is kind of one of the early hints that Yuri had not fully accepted Miaka.

6 Nothing romantic here, he really is just doing this to make sure she wouldn't get killed.

7 Miaka would be able to have a longer talk with Suzaku as the attack on Yuri and Seiryuu made Tenkou much weaker.

8 That is what I felt in regard to Chichiri's fiancée, she just seemed like that, your very traditional Chinese woman, although I feel she is way too extreme, to feel that she could not be with the man she love just because another man kissed her by force.

She will be called Seika 聖華, and will actually be Shoka's sister. Kind of why not.

9 Somehow that just came, I actually quite like what Tamahome told Miaka after the whole Nakago incident, that nothing can defy and taint her, so that was why I wanted to use this concept in regard to Hotohori and Yuri, and I kind of stole part of Tamahome's speech.

10 I just had to add this last bit in because that is something I quite like about Yuri. She can actually protect herself tolerable well, but she does not become too reliant on herself, she will willingly accept other's people wish of protecting her.

11 The title of the story, I seem to always try and do this in many of my stories- incorporating the title.

Author's Note: Chapter three finished! In the next chapter they will be returning to the universe of the four gods. I've been watching more of Fushigi Yugi and I was just seeing the bit when Tatara died and once more I just feel that it is so unfair as it truly seem that Miaka get the best deal in everything compared to the other mikos. Someone asked me why I dislike Miaka so and my reason has been because I feel that she never understand the whole situation, such as the bit when she went into Nakago's tent and start eating. And another reason that I don't like both her and Yui is that they never seem to truly realize what they done, what they caused to both Kutou and Konan as well as many others. And another thing I realize that now, I don't like these type of people who are always good and uses love to convery everyone (abit like the seven seals in X-1000, which I don't really like either) I just feel that there are times when you really have to right despite what happened in the past.

But anyway…please read this and please please leave a review!