I returned to the shrine later in the evening. When I arrived there was a line of young men I did not recognize. I looked next to me and a servant whispered in my ear that these were the men for Fuji-hime. I nodded my head and requested the papers. The servant girl had them ready and handed them to me. I called the first into the shrine and began the questioning. One by one the young bachelors came and went. None were exceptional or noticeable, until I came upon Kyou no Domyoji. As soon as he sat himself down at the other end of the table his eyes sparkled.

He said it was nice to meet me, I simply continued to look at his paper. "Domyoji-kun, I see that you have a considerable amount of inheritance."

"Yes."

"It also says that you have been asked to marry several ladies from around the country but you have turned them all down. Any particular reason?"

"I have only had my eyes on one woman ever since I was young."

"So you have wanted to become emperor since childhood. That is very ambitious of you."

"That is not what I said." I looked up at him from the paper and our eyes met for the first time. "I never said that I wanted to marry Fuji-hime."

"What did you come here for?"

He did not answer me but he didn't have to. His silence said it all.

"You may leave." I told him and motioned to the door. He just got up and left. The swiftness of his exit reminded me of when the oni attacked. That man who had saved me had the same sparkle in his eyes, it was unmistakable. But if he really was him then which story was the lie?

I walked normally down the hall to the library where the records were also held. I casually opened the door to see if Fujiwara was in the room. He was not, meaning for once in his life he must be taking a break. I grabbed the records for families with 'D' in the last 20 years. I stuffed them in kimono and awkwardly walked back to the door. Fujiwara surprised me when he was on the other side of the door. Luckily I did not drop the files that I was technically stealing. "You startled me," I said to me hoping that the files had not slipped.

"What are you doing in here?" He asked me surprised to see me.

"I wanted to see if you had taken that break." He clearly did not believe my lie, but he did not question me any further. He walked into the room, sat down at his desk and continued to do his work. I walked behind him and there was the dragon jewel on his neck. "Fujiwara, have you ever thought of removing that jewel?"

"It is impossible, only the Priestess of the Dragon God can do so."

I nodded my head even though he could not see me. The jewel shined brightly like it was taunting me. I wanted to reach out and touch it but because I am not the priestess I would only end up hurting myself. "I will see you later Fujiwara."

He made no movement in a way to wish me goodbye as I left the room. I went to the shrine locking the doors behind me. I poured the files on the table, and went through one by one until I found Domyoji. There was nothing but names of peasant farmers. No rich noblemen, nothing. Again and again I checked but there was nothing. The alternative spellings and everything I could think of.

"That was quite a display this morning. I could never imagine you like that." A voice said behind me and it startled me. I franticly grabbed the papers and tried to put them together and into a folder in a poor attempt to hide them. Yet again it was Motomasa and his natural ability to show up at the worst time. "My my, what is all of this." He said walking closer to the table where I was trying to hide all the papers. As he bent down to grab some I prepared myself to put use all of my strength to prevent him from seeing what I was hiding. But as he bent down I could see down his shirt and when I caught a glimpse of his jewel my eyes locked in and I could see nothing more.

He was able to grab the papers and I didn't move. When he got back up I snapped out of it and tried to grab the paper from him. He had a firm grip on my wrist and after that I gave up because I realized it was too late. "What are you doing with these?" I just shrugged my shoulders refusing to answer him. "Don't get in over your head. You are much too pretty to lose." He released my wrist and started to pick up the papers. He was going to put them back where they belonged.

Suddenly I felt ashamed and embarrassed. I was supposed to be honest and I just caught reading files I had stolen, even if I meant to return them. "Don't be like that. I will return them and we will forget this even happened."

"Why are you here? I mean were you waiting for me? Why do you always show up at the least convenient time?" I looked at him and he was just looking at me normally as though nothing was wrong. I sighed and just shook my head, "I'm sorry. It's just that I feel strange, like I can't describe it. Something inside of me is screaming and whatever it is just wants to break loose."

"That sounds rough." He said sitting down at the table across from me. "I am an expert with women and I think you need a present like flowers." He said in his usual playful voice.

Flowers, that's it. It dawned on me. I remembered my dream; I just got too distracted from all the guys here and then that Kyou. "Quick, Motomasa do you know what the flower xeranthemum means? I mean you should know because you must have given at least one woman this type of flower."

"If I am not mistaken it means immortality and eternity."

"I have to go…" I said jumping up from the table, "again."