Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Hell's Mirage ❯ Aftermath ( Chapter 4 )

Hell's Mirage

 

 

By: V.M.

 

 

Warnings: Language, nudity, Nakago, and angst!

 

 

A/N: Hello again! Nice of you to see me. *Grins* This chapter is dedicated to Macha, my insatiable muse, who if not for her I would be begging forgiveness because of lateness of chapter postage. She has little knowledge of this series but, after just a few e-mails, managed to spit out an idea that saved my ass. * Bows deeply * THANK YOU MACHA!

 

 

Part D: Aftermath

 

 

 

 

A frown tightened his features as he adjusted his cape firmly in place over his newly donned dragon armor. With a raised brow he glanced over his shoulder at the half naked, unconscious girl that lay not three feet from him.

 

He had not been able to touch her once she was unconscious as a violent red energy had acted as a barrier and protected her from his advances. To look at her you would think he had succeeded.

 

Finger shaped bruises seemed to cup her chin attesting to where he had held her cheeks as he forced his kiss on her unwilling mouth. The ones that gave him the most satisfaction though, were the ones that graced her hip bones. The angry bluish purple marks were vibrant; they told of his possessive hold and would give Tamahome the `proof' that his woman was indeed ruined. As an after thought he had sliced his palm open and dripped his own blood between her parted thighs.

 

Turning to look closer at the abused Miko, he allowed his eyes to slowly travel over her form as if he were seeing the damage for the first time. He nodded, `She looks thoroughly `loved', Things are going to be interesting now.' With a smirk he turned away and left the yuurt.

 

The thunder of hooves greeted him as the cool night air caressed his exposed skin, causing his smirk to widen. Here was the chance to put things in motion, the look of torment his `news' was sure to reveal on Tamahome's face would definitely be worth the trouble the chit had caused with her little barrier.

 

Nakago looked up and was slightly surprised to see two males baring down on him as their horses tramped down the slight slope leading down to his territory.

 

`This is going to be even better, not one but two of the Suzaku Seven would `know' of their priestess' downfall. Things just seem to be getting better and better!'

 

“Nakago! What the hell!” Tamahome bellowed in surprised anger as he leapt from his horse to stand a few feet from his adversary.

 

The red haired seishi glowered at the two males facing off and snorted in disdain. “This isn't a `whose-cock-is-bigger' contest! Where is Miaka, Nakago?”

 

The blond Hin barely spared a glance at the redhead, intent on keeping Tamahome's attention. “Didn't you go to Sairou with the others?” At Tamahome and Tasuki's hate-filled glares the blond man continued; “The girl you are looking for is in the yuurt.”

 

Tasuki slid out of the saddle and warily made his way around Nakago, intent on getting to Miaka.

 

“She has such soft skin.” The whispered admission caused the two seishi to gasp in horror.

 

Nakago turned from Tamahome and Tasuki and walked a few steps away before stopping and tossing one last remark over his shoulder. “I thought of her as a child, but she definitely has the body of a woman”

 

Tasuki freed his tessen at almost the same moment Tamahome's oni symbol flared deep garish red, “REKKA SHINEN!” Tasuki released his volley and dove for the doorway of the yuurt, desperate to get to his priestess.

 

Tamahome fired a blast of ki at Nakago, which smashed into the other man's shoulder melting the shoulder guard.

 

A flare of ki arrowed in to the ground directly in front of Tamahome who leapt to avoid it, when Tamahome looked back his opponent was gone.

 

Storming into the yuurt Tamahome's eyes fell on the figure bowed over an unconscious woman on the floor.

 

“Tasuki?” His voice trembled in fear, “who is that?”

 

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 1st person POV

 

 

With a soft whoosh of air I had the tessen outta it's holster and ready to strike, “REKKA SHINEN!” I yelled the spell and fanned the flames at the blond demon before diving through the curtained doorway of the yuurt.

 

I rolled ta my feet and cautiously looked around for any sign of Miaka. The sight of her shirt laying on the floor made my skin freeze, the dark scraps of her skirt that littered the room caused my breath ta hitch, the scrap of white linen that hung on a chair and the beaten sight of her nearly naked body made my heart shatter in my chest.

 

There was no doubt in my mind that this is what Nakago meant when he uttered those words…I thought of her as a child…but she definitely has the body of a woman.

 

It took a moment for my brain ta realize what I was seein'. One missing scrap of material from the front of her skirt allowed me ta see that a small puddle of blood trickled over her most intimate area… he had taken the one thing that was only her's to give. The brutal finger marks that marred the pale skin both hidden and exposed by the remnants of her skirt brought the devastating horror of what exactly had been done to her crashing through my body.

 

My knees would no longer hold me and I sank to the ground next to her, pulling her torso into my lap. I haven't cried in ages, but I did right then. Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as I hugged her unconscious body to mine. `I'm so sorry, Miaka. If only I hadn't left with Tamahome and th' others this might not have happened. If only I had kept looking for you after you ran off…'

 

“Miaka… forgive me for letting this happen.” I whispered to her as I pressed a soft kiss to her brow.

 

The sound of the curtained doorway swishing caught my attention and I tensed.

 

“Tasuki,” Tamahome asked, fear trembling in his voice. “Who is that?”

 

I sat back, giving him the same view I was shown. “Miaka…”

 

Tamahome dropped to his knees and crawled over to me, snatching her body from my grasp. “MIAKA!” his anguished cry rent the sorrowful stillness of the yuurt.

 

“Tama, we need ta get her outta here, take her to Mitsukake. Maybe he can heal her…?” My voice wavered as I watched my friend rock Miaka's prone form back and forth.

 

Tamahome nodded, “he can heal her… he has to.” Tears rolled unchecked down his face as he turned to me, “Tasuki, please get the horses and a blanket to cover her with.”

 

 

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 1st person POV

 

 

Gentle swaying roused me from my sleep and I wondered where we were. `Are we almost to Sairou? Why do I ache so much? WAIT!' Images of the last twenty-four hours tore through my mind like a ravenous wolf.

 

Nakago!

 

Horror rolled through me as I was forced to relive his unwanted embrace. Lancing pain shot through my heart as each ache and pain told the story of what that monster had done. `Warmth? Is someone holding me? Did Nakago take me with him to continue his sick delights?!' I sat up abruptly, slamming my forehead into someone's jaw as I tore myself from his or her grasp and weakly tried to escape.

 

“Miaka! Come back!” The voice was familiar but in my terror I could not place the owner of the voice so I continued to run until a body crashed into mine and sent us both headlong in to the dirt.

 

I fought wildly, my desperation and fear lending me strength that I never knew I had. Biting and clawing, pushing and punching, struggling and squirming until I had nothing left but my attacker still held on.

 

A soft hand brushed over my face, wiping away the tears that had fallen in my desperate struggle to escape. Daring a look at my captor I was surprised to see Tasuki's sadly smiling face. “I've got ya Miaka, you are safe. Tamahome is here too. Look.” He said pointing up at the other man.

 

The look of slight anguish on Tamahome's face seemed to smooth out into a sad smile. “We're taking you to Mitsukake. He can heal you.” He crouched down and tried to take me from Tasuki's warm embrace but I clung tightly to Tasuki's neck.

 

“No.” I whispered; anger and fear drove me to say what needed to be said. “I don't want you touching me, Tamahome.”

 

At his shocked expression I pressed on, “I'm not going to marry you Tamahome, I can't. Nakago took care of that.”

 

Tamahome frowned, “It's not your fault! You didn't ask for this!”

 

I hung my head in shame, “But that's where you're wrong.” I took a deep breath, “I went to him, traded myself in return for the Shinzaho. Told him I would not fight back… but I lost my nerve and tried to escape. This was my punishment. I don't deserve you anymore Tamahome, please just don't touch me.”

 

“Miaka! If I had known this was going ta happen I would never have shown you…”

 

“Miaka! You idiot! You could have died!”

 

Tasuki and Tamahome both spoke at the same time, their words over lapping. Tamahome looked at Tasuki, “What did you do, you scum?”

 

Tasuki's face drained of color. “She said it was for you!” he cried as he rolled away from me and got to his feet. “She said she wanted ta know so's that when ya got married ya wouldn' be disappointed in her! I swear!”

 

Tamahome's oni symbol flared and pulsed blood red, “YOU TRAMP!” He screamed; his fists clenched in a defensive manner. “You claimed to love me and this is how you show it? First fucking Tasuki, a man I think of as a brother! Then to rub salt in the wound you fuck Nakago! Do I matter to you at all?!”

 

Tasuki frowned and stepped in front of me, “I didn't fuck her. I told her what ta do ta get ya in bed…” he trailed off and spun to face me. “You asked me all that for Nakago! You said you didn't want ta disappoint Tamahome, not run off and get HIM ta bed ya!” He rubbed a hand over his face. “I'm sorry for yellin' at ya, Miaka. I know you've been through a lot.”

 

“Bullshit! I don't give a damn what her supposed intentions were! She… you know what, forget it.” Tamahome's eyes grew cold and distant. “She's all yours Tasuki, if you can keep her from fucking half the country on your way back. She can't summon Suzaku anymore, so my job is done.”

 

With that parting remark, Tamahome walked out of my life for good.

 

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All hail the angst! Ha haha ha! Anyway, That's it for this chapter. Was going to leave it here for good but I've been inspired by lovely reader comments to continue for awhile.

 

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LOVE and FUDGE BROWNIES!

 

V.M.