Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Cold As Ice ❯ Enigma ( Chapter 6 )

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Cold As Ice:

Chapter 6

 

Miaka ate in silence stealing glances at her pacing captor. `What is he going to do with me? Where is Tamahome? Is there any more food? No, no, no, Miaka no baka. This isn't the time to think of that!' She thought to herself. Looking back up at Suboshi she finished the last bit of rice placing her chopsticks on top of the bowl. She stared into the fire thinking of her beloved and of how she could escape.

 

Suboshi picked up a bundle of cloth and thrust them at the Suzaku no miko. “Here change into this.”

 

Miaka looked at the pile of clothing. “Why?”

 

“DON'T ASK QUESTIONS!” he snapped. “Just do it.”

 

Miaka jumped slightly when he shouted, wanting to hide from his wrath. “O…okay” she replied shakily. She unfolded the clothes and laid them out on the bed next to her before standing up.

 

“Ano… could you…?” she asked.

 

“Fine. Don't do anything stupid Suzaku no miko or you'll regret it.” He growled. Suboshi quickly turned around quietly covering a blush. `What is wrong with me? Why am I blushing? It's not as if I'm looking at Yui-sama.' He thought to himself as he listened to the cloth hitting the floor causing his blush to intensify. `Get a hold of yourself. She is my prisoner. I cannot let her control me in anyway.'

 

Suboshi thought of the discussion with Soi before the plan was set into motion.

 

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“Suboshi, this WILL work. I know it! We will succeed. But you must remember this: YOU are the one in control. You are the captor. Do not let the miko get to you. If you give her even an inch, you give her the chance to escape. You give her the chance to send you to meet your aniki.”

 

“Demo…”

 

“NO! Your control must be absolute. Amiboshi would say the same. You're doing this for him, ne?” At his slow nod she continued. “We cannot afford to lose.”

 

“After we have them, then what? The Suzaku Shichi Seishi will come looking for them.”

 

“Then we must go where they will not find us.”

 

Suboshi thought about it for a moment before answering. “East would be too obvious, though in Kutou we'd be more protected. Yui-sama and Nakago still head North…They would think to look there next.”

 

“We cannot go south, we'd be too close to the Suzaku territory.”

 

“Then we must go west, to Sairou. There are many boarder towns in which we could hide.”

 

Soi nodded smiling satisfactorily. “Indeed.”

 

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Miaka straightened the seams and checked the ties on her traditional kimono. `How am I going to walk in a thing like this? I'll be lucky to take two steps without falling.'

 

Reaching down she started to fold her clothes only to have them ripped out of her hands.

 

“What are you doing!?”

 

“You will no longer require these garments, Suzaku no miko.” Suboshi stated as he threw them into the fire.

 

“NO!” She ran forward toward the fire trying to snatch her clothing back. Reaching into the fire she pulled out two small articles burning her hand in the process.

 

Suboshi quickly grabbed the miko's shoulder as she reached her hand into the fire yanking her back into the bed. “Stupid! Very stupid, Suzaku no miko.”

 

Miaka clutched her treasure to her chest. All she had been able to grab was her wallet containing the picture of her and Yui…and her picture of her seishi.

 

“Show me your hand Miko.” At the shake of Miaka's head he grabbed her hand anyway causing her to cry out. “What is in your hand?” He looked at the picture and wallet then prepared to throw them back into the fire. A small hand reached out stopping him.

 

“Onegai, Suboshi. Onegai, let me have this.” She begged. “Onegai, Suboshi…” She looked up to him with tear filled eyes.

 

Shoving her away once again he stood up with her things in hand. And walked toward the door. “Stay here. I will return.” He said before exiting the door.

 

She could here the lock click outside trapping her inside. Looking into the fire she saw the last piece of her uniform catch fire. Tears slid down her cheeks as she watched her final link to her world disappear into the flames. She threw herself onto the bed sobbing until exhaustion overtook her, falling into a fitful slumber. `Onegai, anyone…taskete.'

 

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Suboshi clicked the lock into place before storming out to the stables. `Why didn't I throw these into the fire? They're the only link now showing who she is.' Kicking a nearby bucket he startled the few chickens nearby. `Kuso! Soi would have my head. No matter. Perhaps I can use this to my advantage. I could use it as leverage to keep her in line, a bribe of sorts.'

 

Walking into the stable, he approached his horse. He saddled the mare and checked the tack making sure it wasn't too tight. Next he fastened down the saddlebags filled with supplies for the trip. Gripping the reins, he walked the horse out of the stall. Just before shutting the gate behind them, he grabbed a piece of rope.

 

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Miaka jumped at the sound of the lock unlatching bunching her body into the corner of the bed futilely hoping to hide in the shadows. She cringed backward as the door opened revealing her captor once more.

 

“Time to go, miko.” He stated walking up to her terrified form. He grabbed the wrist of her injured hand. He carefully checked it over. The skin showed signs of blistering. He shook his head. “You really are a klutz, injuring yourself over clothing.”

 

He reached into his pocket and opened a package of foul smelling contents. Miaka wrinkled her nose causing Suboshi to smirk. Taking a dab he smeared the solution over her injured hand. Miaka hissed as the salve touched her burned skin.

 

“It will help. Hold still.” After rubbing a bit more slave into the wound, he grabbed a piece of cloth and wrapped it around her hand securely.

 

Miaka looked up to her captor in wonder. How could this boy be so completely an enigma? One moment, he scared the living breath from her. But now, his touch, it was so gentle. It almost seemed as if he was a completely different person.

 

Suboshi checked the wrap one more time then released her hand. “Let's go. We still have a way to travel.”

 

“Where are we going?”

 

“Somewhere where your seishi will not find you.” He grabbed her arm and pulled her to standing, then lead her outward toward the door keeping a firm grip on her.

 

Once outside, He took the horse's harness giving it the signal to kneel down. Lifting Miaka up into a sidesaddle position in the front of the saddle, he takes her hands and the bit of rope and binds them to the pommel.

 

“Iie! Somebod…” Miaka starts to scream only to be silenced by Suboshi's lips crushing against her own. While distracted, he finished binding her hands to the pommel.

 

“Very…stupid…miko.” He whispers in her ear glaring into her eyes. “Are you that foolish as to endanger the ones you love?”

 

Miaka looked at him with widened eyes. The demon had returned. She shied away when he reached once more for her face. Closing her eyes, she jerks her head away.

 

“Look at me. Open your eyes.” He states gripping her chin tightly until she complied hesitantly. “From now on you are no longer Suzaku no miko, no longer Yuki Miaka. From now on you will be my wife.”

 

Not waiting for a response, he signaled the horse to stand. Then, he stepped into the stirrup, quickly seating himself behind Miaka. He wrapped his arms around her, gripped the reins, and kicked the mare into movement. The mare reared and took off like a flash, tossing a stunned Miaka into Suboshi's grip.

 

 

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To Be Continued…

 

AN: Am I evil or what?

 

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Terms:

Ano = Um

Baka = Idiot, stupid, silly, etc.

Demo = But

Iie = No

Kuso = Curse word

Miko = Priestess

Onegai = Please

Suzaku no Miko = Priestess of Suzaku

Taskete = Help me