Oh, my, 3 reviews in no more than a couple of days? I'm impressed AND bursting with joy! So thank you so much, Hinata angel, Demon in heaven, and Nix. Here's the next chapter. It's a bit short, but it's crucial for the plot to go on, so please bear with me.

DISCLAIMER: Fushigi Yuugi is definitely not one of my creations. I have way too much to do in my every day life to spend a single second creating something so awesome!

And so the journey to find Taiitsukun began. The Suzaku Warriors, along with their Priestess and Gnebu's offered Warrior, took off to find the creator and grant Miaka her wish to go back home.

At first things seemed to be quite ordinary. If you except Tamahome being gloomier than usual thanks to Hotohori being too close to Miaka for his liking.

After a while, the brunette started stealing some glances towards Nuriko, too. Glances that seemed to tell all too well that she knew what he really was.

Seriously, Hisoka was getting irritated with all the tension hanging in the air. And to think she was immune to other people's feelings ... Oh, boy ...

Some days passed, and the group found themselves walking through a forest that was full of some weird kind of mist. Hisoka tried to warn them that something was wrong, but they paid no heed to their warning.

The blackette sighed as they continued among the trees in the mist. She feared for the worst, but, being who she was, she couldn't and wouldn't show it.

Soon enough, they split. She stayed with Nuriko and Hotohori, while Miaka and Tamahome walked alone a couple of paces ahead.

As she watched them getting farther away, she bit her lip. The inevitable was close, but she'd be damned if she'd scream for them to watch out - even if that seemed like the only way to avoid trouble that would surely get her involved, whether she liked it or not.

Yet, when Tamahome came back alone, claiming to have lost Miaka, she found herself cursing her damn pride for letting this happen.

She knew, though.

Tamahome hadn't just lost Miaka. His eyes held guilt. It was pretty obvious (well, to Hisoka, at least), that he had provoked her again with his words and actions. The girl must had ran away.

That boy ... When would he understand that his behavior and denial wouldn't get him anywhere? Or that they caused more work for Hisoka, anyway, and they were making this journey harder to get over with. Hadn't she made it pretty clear that she didn't enjoy doing this when she first met them?

But she pushed all thoughts aside as Miaka emerged from the forest, seemingly unharmed. And as the Suzaku Warriors seemed relieved, the Genbu Warrior nearly face palmed at the thought that she somehow was supposed - as it was her duty - to find a way to tell them that this wasn't the real Miaka, but an imposter ...

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"Listen, I'm not good t comforting people or complimenting them, so just cheer up already. "

Next Chapter: Comforting is not my thing

Short, I know, but I swear I'll make it up to you with the next chapter! Promise!