Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Hell's Mirage ❯ Lessons ( Chapter 2 )

Hell's Mirage

 

 

By: V.M.

 

 

A/N: The speed in which this chapter was written has everything to do with my first reviewer, KittyLynne. Without her heartwarming thoughts on this fic I would probably have taken much longer to write this second part. ;';tacklehuggleglomps KittyLynne;'; THANK YOU SO MUCH! My heart swells with love and adoration every time I re-read your eloquent review. Oo I have read it so many times that I can almost recite it verbatim! oO ;'; offers plate of fudge brownies and bottle of sake as thanks;';

 

 

Warnings this chapter: Suggestive language, suggestive situations, and swearing, courtesy of Tasuki and Miaka's lil mind. :P

 

 

Part B: Lessons

 

 

oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo1st Person POV

 

 

With a sigh Tasuki rolled away from me, lying on his back in the snow. After a furtive glance at him from beneath my lashes I found that he was wearing only his under shirt and his white, form fitting breeches. “Tasuki! Where is your coat and jacket? You'll freeze!” I cried as I sat up, pulled my winter coat off and tried to cover him with it.

 

His hands captured my wrists keeping me at bay, “Tasuki?” I inquired looking in to his shuttered eyes.

 

“Wear your hair down, leave it tussled. Men like the disheveled look.” He stated tearing his eyes from mine.

 

I calmly reached up and untied my ribbons, allowing my hair to fall where it may. “Like this?”

 

His eyes darted back to mine, “Yeah.”

 

I felt confused for a moment, “Just leaving my hair down is going to attract…Tamahome to my bed?” I could feel my blush returning in full force. `I almost said Nakago instead of Tamahome! I'll have to watch it; Tasuki is smart and he'd catch on if I let anything slip.'

 

His brow wrinkled a bit, a small crease appearing between his eyebrows. “The blush helps, makes ya appear vulnerable. Do that if ya can.”

 

I sighed and stood up, “Tasuki, this is going to take forever if you make me yank each piece of information out of you. Please, just tell me. I need to know!”

 

His face colored slightly, “Damnit Miaka! Do ya know how hard it is ta give ya this kind a knowledge? Ya look so damn sweet and innocent that it is really hard to look at ya like a woman instead of a kid.”

 

I froze, `He sees me as a kid? Damnit! How am I gonna get Nakago to fall for this if I look like a kid?' I frowned slightly and did something that I will die of mortification from every time I think about it.

 

I unbuttoned the first three buttons of my shirt, revealing the tops and valley of my breasts, and allowed one side to slide down showing off one creamy shoulder. Reaching down, I halfway unzipped my skirt to allow it to hang low on my hips and ripped the bottom of my shirt revealing a small portion of my stomach. “How about now? Do I look like a kid now?”

 

His eyes went from uneasy to hot in a second flat. The pain of uncertainty and shame died as soon as those eyes reached mine only to be replaced by the spark of arousal.

 

“No, now ya look like a woman begging ta be loved.” He sighed and shook his head as if to dispel some mental image. “Ya almost look like ya have already been taken. If I didn't know any better I'd say ya were looking for someone ta seduce.” His eyes darkened, “Where did ya say ya were heading?”

 

I froze again, unsure of what I should say, so I spit out the first thing that came to mind; “How does a man show the woman he is `taking' that he wants her? Could you tell me?”

 

Tasuki's eyes widened, “What? Ya want me ta show ya how a man holds a woman when he wants ta take her?”

 

My heart was pounding but I nodded anyway. “Please, I just don't want to do anything wrong. I would hate to disappoint him.”

 

His eyes darkened to a warm amber, “Just this once.” He whispered as he stood.

 

His arms wrapped around me; one hand resting on the back of my head, the other slowly traveled down my back to rest on my hip. I could feel my blush deepening as my pulse raced at his closeness.

 

“This is one way,” he whispered in my ear as his hands changed positions. “And this is another.”

Both of his hands rested gently on my posterior, pulling my hips forwards and cradling them in between his own. I could feel something pressed against my belly but was too shy to ask what it was. `Is this how Nakago will hold me? Will he cause such heat to flood me when he does? Will Tamahome cause such a response?' I shivered, expectantly looking up in to his eyes I almost pleaded for him to kiss me and dispel my fear of what I was doing.

 

“You're cold,” He whispered moving one hand to caress my face.

 

My eyes closed of their own volition, and he stepped back.

 

He tossed my winter coat back to me; “I'll be right back. Do not move from here.”

 

I nodded pulling my coat on to cover myself and watched him walk away wondering why he stepped back instead of holding me closer. I waited until he was out of sight to turn tail and run for the cover of a few trees, hiding there until he left. `Tasuki, please understand. I have to get the Shinzaho back; this is the only way! I'm sorry Tasuki…Tamahome, I know that I am betraying you by doing this but I really have no choice!'

 

“Oi! Miaka! Where did ya go?” Tasuki frowned, `Something ain't right. There is no reason for her to really want to know all that stuff. She never seemed to want ta know about it before, so why now?'

 

“Tasuki!” a male voice called.

 

“Oi, Tama. Over here.” Tasuki called as he pulled his jacket and coat back on. He followed his brother seishi's voice and found him standing next to his horse. “What's going on? Where's

Miaka?”

 

I watched from the shelter of trees, praying that Tasuki wouldn't tell Tamahome what we had been talking about.

 

“Saw Taiitsukun a few minutes ago. She said Miaka was not feeling well and went with her to recover and Miaka would meet up with us in Sairou as soon as she was feeling better.” Tamahome said as he swung up on to his horse. “Let's go.”

 

I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as I watched them leave. `Tasuki seems to be wary now, if he sees me he will take me back with him.' My heart felt crushed, `Please, forgive me for what I am about to do. I have no choice!'

 

As soon as I was sure they weren't coming back I took off in the opposite direction. Taiitsukun had told me how to get to where I needed to be, and each step I took led me farther and farther from my protectors.

 

 

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I stood on a hill and looked down on the Kutou camp. This was my last chance to chicken out and run back to safety, I couldn't take it but it felt nice to have the option for a few more minutes. Squaring my shoulders I slowly began my descent, the only thing that kept me going was knowing I was going to get the Shinzaho back. Come hell or high water, I would get it back!

 

The smell of food made my stomach rumble and I could feel my body moving faster down the hill to get closer to that delectable scent. I tried to stop my self but my stomach has always had more of the `eat-now-worry-later' kind of mentality, which has gotten me in trouble so many times that it isn't even funny to me anymore.

 

I paused outside the yuurt and took a deep breath, `You can do this Miaka, keep your coat on until you can get some food in your belly and then you can worry about…well you know what you have to do. Buck up, it can't be all that bad. Nakago is really quite handsome, maybe he'll be a gentle lover?' I sigh and mentally smack myself. `Nakago would probably be as gentle as a viper. Time to face the music.'

 

I crouched down and tried to peak inside to get a quick idea of what I'd be facing when I saw a pair of booted feet plant themselves in my line of sight.

 

`I am so dead. Nice knowing ya Miaka, see you in the after-life!'

 

 

oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 3rd person POV

 

 

Tasuki slowed his horse to a stop. `Something is not right! I don't care what Tamahome said; Miaka is in danger. I can feel it!'

 

“Oi, Tasuki! Why did you stop, no da?” Chichiri asked slowing his own mount and turning to face the bandit.

 

“I gotta go check something. I'll catch up with ya later.” With that he wheeled his mount and rode back towards their last camp, towards the fear he could feel pouring off of Miaka.

 

“Oi, Tasuki! I'll come with you!” called Tamahome.

A frown settled on Tasuki's face, `I don't need your help, but you'll come no matter what I say.'

 

“Fine, let's go.”

 

 

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So, what do ya think of the second chapter? Hope ya aren't too disappointed. I did try to keep the same feelings of hope tempered with fear as what I had in chapter 1. Anyway, let me know if ya like or don't like. Maybe I'll get better if I know what ta fix.

 

LOVE!

 

V.M.