Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, I only own this plot.

This is me, Samarama

And this is my friend, jitterbug393.

That way you can tell us apart. Enjoy the story!

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Rukia looked around the office. Why did Tamahome run out of the room like that? She thought that he had felt the same way about her since they were always together. She heard footsteps coming from outside of the room.

"-home are you in here?" asked Miaka peeking her head into the office. She looked surprised to see Rukia there. "What are you doing here?"

Rukia felt a little nervous. What could she say? "I wanted to corner your son here and make out with him." Yeah right. "I… Uh…Um… I-I thou-"

The door opened again and Taka came bounding into the room.

"Did you find him?" he asked. He looked around the room and his eyes landed on a book on the floor.

Miaka looked, shook her head, and asked Rukia why she was in here again.

"I-I thou-thought this w-was the r-restroom…"

Taka raised an eyebrow, that couldn't be true. Rukia had been here earlier and helped decorate the party and knew where everything was. She was lying but there was no time to find out the truth.

"Did you touch the book?"

Rukia gave him a questioning glance and looked down at a book by her foot. "No, it must have fallen when Taka left the room."

Taka and Miaka looked at each other with fear in their eyes, "He was here?" Miaka asked.

Rukia nodded. Taka rushed to the book, but didn't dare to open it.

"Lets go search back through the house honey," Miaka responded to Taka's thoughts.

"Rukia, tell everyone that the party is over. Tell them that Tamahome got ill," Taka said to Rukia with a demanding look.

"Yes, sir," she responded and hurried out of the room.

Both Taka and Miaka ran upstairs where the bedrooms where located.

"Tamahome! Where are you?!" Taka yelled, tightly gripping the book he held in his hands.

"Where the hell am I?" thought Tamahome. He made a whole 360 turn and stared in bewilderment at the field around him. What was that light in his dad's office? Where is his dad's office?

Tamahome startes to walk and nervously began to run. "HELLO? IS ANYONE HERE?" he yelled out into the field of trees. The grass in the field came up to his knees, and the trees where filled with lush apples. "HE-aaaah!" he screamed tripping on something and falling flat on his face. He looked around and felt a groan coming from his feet. He turned around and was face-to-face with a man. The man had fang-like teeth, long earrings, and bright orange hair. His gaze was still on the floor, as he looked up, an incredibly huge yawn came out of his mouth. "Is it time for lunch?" he asked with a funny accent. He rubbed his eyes and finally looked at the person who had tripped over him.

"T-Tama-boy?" he gasped.

"Huh?" said Tamahome confused. At that exact moment, he was engulfed into a shining light. He closed his eyes and felt himself falling down…down…down…THUMP. He opened his eyes and looked around. He was back in his own bed.

"Tamahome! Where are you?!" he heard his father yell. He quickly got out of his bed and rushed to the door.

"I'm right here dad. What's up?" he replied trying to put on the most innocent-looking face he had.

Both Miaka and Taka came running up to him, "What do you mean 'What's up?' Where have you been?" Taka asked worriedly.

Tamahome gulped. They wouldn't belive if he told them what had just happened. He didn't even believe. What if he had just passed out and dreamt it all? "I think I got a fever. I came up to my room and fell asleep. I'm sorry. I don't know how long it-"

"You disappeared for half an hour! We had no idea where you were. I guess it's okay now," Miaka smiled and hugged her son.

Tamahome's eyes fell on the book his dad was holding and wondered if that was the book that his hand had touched. "Dad what's that book you're holding?"

Samarama wants to be mean and just leave it there… so yeah… that's it for today…

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She's lying don't believe her…