So far no comments on this story ... Hmm, oh, well, I'll keep up with it, I suppose ... A little warning, there's use of profanity and violence in this chapter.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi, cause if I did, the anime would show the other priestesses, too, the previous ones from Byakko and Genbu, I mean.

The next morning, Hisoka woke up in a rather good mood. She had made sure her father would be alright, and now all that remained was for the Suzaku gang to start their journey for the rest of them to be found.

After her daily morning routine, she exited the inn she and her father were residing in (even if Hotohori had offered them rooms in the palace), and looked at the bright sky. *It's gonna rain* she thought, as a bad feeling was in the back of her mind.

A feeling that only came true when she got at the usual spot her father sold his merchandise at the local market. Her father and their wooden stand were nowhere to be seen. She tried not to panic, and instead asked their neighboring merchant about it. His answer didn't help in calming her nerves.

"A group of men came and told him something about paid protection services. He refused to pay, so they took both him and his stuff along. "

Her eyes widened only a fraction, and she took off in search of them. This wasn't good. How could she be so foolish and let him go there on his own while she was sleeping in?

Hours later, she came upon a weird sight. Nuriko's backside in an empty alley. The crossdesser was watching something very intently, so she couldn't help but approach him, despite her own worries and her gut saying she might regret this act of curiosity.

"What are you looking at? " her calm voice made him jump.

"Oh, good grief, you scared me" he put his hand on his chest, trying his raging heartbeat.

Ignoring his drama queen moment, the blackhead found her answer in two seconds fat, when she glanced at the scene in the neighboring alley. Miaka and Tamahome were surrounded by some thugs It also seemed like Miaka was in trouble.

"Aren't you going to help them? " she asked in a bored tone.

Nuriko shrugged "Nah. Aren't you? "

"I'm not a Suzaku Warrior. I couldn't care less what happens to her. I'll help her when she goes off to find the others, of course, but that doesn't mean I'll jump in trouble first chance I get to save her" she replied casually, like she was discussing about the weather and not an innocent teenage girl being in a dangerous situation.

The purple head blinked at the cold-hearted boy (remember, everyone else thinks she's a boy). Sure, he had some things to settle with his Priestess, but what was his problem? Was he plain heartless or what?

He returned his attention to the scene. Another group approached, dragging a couple of sacks and an old man with them. The guy beside him gasped, in a rather girly tone he thought.

He turned to Hisoka again, only to be surprised. The usually calm and stoic face was now full of fear. Blue eyes were opened wide in panic. His lips were trembling as he whispered "Father. "

Nuriko's eyes widened, too "He's your father?! "

The Genbu Warrior didn't reply. Instead, he gritted his teeth, as his face became a mask of rage and pure hatred. He brought his hand to the front of his coat and undid the bottom buttons, revealing a very smooth, hairless stomach. Nuriko couldn't help but notice that, for a guy, his waist was very slim, his hips round, and his butt bubbly. What kinda disappointed him was that he didn't make it in time to check out Hisoka's "package", but that was quickly forgotten, as the blackhead found what he was looking for, and closed his coat in a swift move.

He eyed the other's weapon. It was something like a sickle on a metal chain, with a heavy-looking iron weight at the end.

"What is this? " he asked, only to be further surprised with the look on Hisoka's face.

He was grinning in a sadistic way. Turning to look at him, the Suzaku Warrior was taken aback by the animalistic glint on those blue, stormy eyes, and half of Urumiya's mark on the left upper corner of his lips.

"It's a kusarigama, the chain-sickle" he replied, and his tone had lost its cool, it was wild and hoarse.

And without further ado, she stepped out of their hiding place, making all of the thugs and the victims look at her. But instead of ignoring them or shrinking with fear, she just smirked, licking her lips.

"Who the hell are you? " the leader, as he seemed to be, asked, annoyed at the uninvited visitor.

"Stay the fuck away from my father" she just replied, glaring at him.

Her father gasped "Takahashi Hisoka, watch your language! You weren't born in the streets! "

"Stop fuckin' calling me that! " she yelled at her father, as she entailed the weapon around her hand, swinging the weighted chain in a large circle over head, and then whipping it forward to immobilize the arms of the group holding her father captive by tying them all together - including her father!

This allowed her to easily rush forward and strike all of them with the sickle, in swift, quick moves that almost seemed invisible. Retrieving her chain, they all fell, as good as dead, on the ground. All except her father, who miraculously was intact, safe and sound.

"So, how did you like me Tying Fury, bastards? " she put her hands on her hips, dropped her head back and started laughing loudly in a maniacal way. "Damn, that was so easy! You're all just a bunch of sissys! "

*I haven't seen her using kusarigamajutsu ever since her mother died* her father thought, still shocked by the change on his daughter.

A thug from the group that was pestering Miaka rushed to her, a knife in his hand "Why you little ... "

Not even glancing his way, Hisoka swang her chain again, entangling the blade in his palm, and throwing it away, proceeding to wrap the chain around his legs. The thug fell on his back, and she started dragging him towards her. He struggled, trying to hold on to something, to prevent his death by this demon.

"Awww, why are you pulling back? " she cooed. "Weren't you trying to reach me a second ago? "

"Please" he begged, tears staining his cheeks. "I'm begging you ... "

She tsked. "Pathetic! A grown man, crying for his life? Don't you have no dignity? " she yelled, as she lowered her sickle in blinding speed and pierced his guts.

"Hisoka, that's enough! " Miaka finally found her voice. "This isn't right! "

"You heard her, child! This isn't how I raised you up, so please, Hisoka, stop this madness! " her father pleaded as well.

Hisoka looked at them. Concealing her kusarigama, she approached the Priestess, and with her strong hands, she pinned her to the nearest wall. Lowering her head, she said in a husky voice "I'm no Hisoka, my sweet Priestess. My name is Urumiya, Warrior of the Genbu Seven, and as my God wishes, I'm here to serve you. However, I don't give off my services just like that. "

"I guaranteed your father's staying in the palace during your coming absence" Miaka blushed at the close proximity. "What more could you possibly want? "

Chuckling, Urumiya replied "Hisoka is so naive. Caring only for that old man and nothing else. I, on the other hand, require a different payment. One that goes by kind. " . And she licked the brunette's burning face.

Squealing, Miaka did the only thing a normal Japanese schoolgirl would do. She slapped the Warrior. Hard.

The blackhead's face remained still on its side for ten or so seconds. Then, she slowly turned to look at the Priestess.

Her mark was gone, and the lines of rage and insanity were lost from her face, which was now as cold as stone again. Her stare returned to its dull gaze.

She blinked once, then twice, and took in her surroundings. Stumbling back a bit, she held her head, the only gesture that showed she had a terrible headache.

"Um ... Urumiya? " Miaka mumbled, perplexed at the sudden change.

Sighing, the Japanese replied in a practiced manner that showed she had said that one too many times alread " How many times do I have to tell you people to call me by my given name? It's Hisoka. Come on, try it with me. Hi-so-ka. Not that hard, right? "

"But you just said to call you that! And then you hit on Miaka! " Tamahome growled.

She groaned "Urumiya came out, huh? Shit, and I was hoping this wouldn't happen ... "

"Wait" Miaka finally caught on what was happening. "You ... have a personality disorder? "

Hisoka nodded "Just like Hagas and Teg, who were two parts of a whole, I am two-in-one. I'm sorry you had to witness that. And for whatever it was that Urumiya did to you. ". She turned to her father, as if all this hadn't happened "It's going to rain soon. Come, father, we must be on our way. "

The old man, still in stupor, gathered his stuff and followed her, murmuring in a hushed tone "Phew, and here I was, thinking you were actually swinging that way. "

The pair disappeared, not even caring that were still some thugs left behind!

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"She's ... missing her family. "

"Indeed."

Next Chapter: Sick and nostalgic

No, Hisoka is not a lesbian, as it may seem to you people (and no, I'm not homophobic, in fact I support love in any kind of form it comes, but this is a heterosexual romantic story, so no). This is Urumiya who is more manly. And yes, Hisoka may seem like a cold and uncaring bitch, but this is just her character, and I was bored of all these OCs who acted so protective of Miaka and so friendly right from the first moment. Hisoka has learned to care only for her father and herself, and she has to open up and trust the Suzaku gang before revealing not only her gender, but also her kindness. On a final note, Hagas and Teg were the twins who had the Urumiya japanese character split to both of them, when the Genbu Priestess was sent to the book Miaka is currently in, as shown in the manga prequel of the story, and yes, they are canon. Search them up if you wish. One of them was the evil twin who wanted to free his brother and him from all this, and the other was the gentle twin who wanted to help his brother no matter what and ended up tagging along. In the end, the evil twin became the main villain of the story, and well, you'll have to read either the manga or wiki for the rest of it. But anyway, the whole idea of having Hisoka help Suzaku's Seven was for this fact, as a way of Genbu to atone for his previous mistake in choosing his warriors.