Miaka gave her bear to Hotohori wishing that he would have rather come with them.
"Miaka-san, Suzaku no miko," a familiar voice called out. She turned around and saw Ayako dressed in the same outfit as the first time she had met her. However this time her face was softer and more feminine. The other seishi stayed behind as Miaka approached the woman. She smiled at Miaka, which made her appear more effeminate as if she was wearing the same Chinese outfit she was wearing two night ago.
"You take care." She said and enfolded Miaka with her arms. "Your a very special girl, you know."
"Uhm," Miaka happily nodded as she buried herself in her new friend's embrace.
"Please take care of him," Miaka turned following Ayako's gaze and looked at Nuriko, who was trying to make peace between Tamahome and Tasuki. "He really cares for you. I can see it in his eyes." Miaka smiled her acknowledgment to Ayako. Then Ayako smiled cupping her hand under Miaka's chin. "You remind me of Kourin, you know. Perhaps he does too. He probably loves you just as much or even more." Miaka blushed as Ayako pressed a kissed to Miaka's forehead. "Good luck Suzaku no Miko-sama." She said as she headed to say her good-byes to the other the seishi.
She said goodbye to each seishi, wishing them a safe journey.
"Tamahome-san, take care of Miaka. She can be quiet a handful from the little I've known her." Tamahome snuck a glanced behind Ayako to look at Miaka. Ayako turned around to wink at her. The blush in her cheeks deepened.
"Tasuki-san," she moved down to bid her farewell to Tasuki, "I guess we'll have to finish our spar when you come back." She winked and smiled at the blushing Tasuki.
"This is why I hate women," Tasuki whispered to Tamahome, "they're cunning and ..."
"Eh." Tamahome smirked at him.
"Ryuuen...no...Nuriko-sama," Ayako looked at Nuriko's smile. "Please take care of yourself." She embraced him possessively and whispered into his ears, "maybe we can pick up where we left off, when you come back." This time Ayako placed a little peck on his cheek and smiled smugly at him. She then walked off to stand beside Hotohori.
As Nuriko watched the pair, he touched the cheek on which Ayako had kissed him. "Girls," he thought, "Ayako never seems to stop surprising me." He closed his eyes and smiled holding his hand to his face and reminisced. "Perhaps when I come back." However, he had the feeling that he will not be seeing Ayako in Kounan again.
"Nuriko?" A voice interrupted his thoughts. He opened his eyes and smiled at his miko.
"For now Miaka needs me." He took one last glance at the disappearing pier and walked off with his miko to join the others below.
Author's Note's: THE END. Finally huh... Well, I kinda have been having trouble trying to end this. I wanted to relay Nuriko's feeling for Ayako but somewhere in his mind somewhere a foreshadowing thought tells him that he might not see Ayako again. Like he already knows what's install for him in his duty as Suzaku no seishi. This is also the reason that I wrote this fic. It was just really sad knowing that somehow Nuriko had never been known love after he rediscovers himself. Both of the people he loves never returns his affection in the way he wants them to. So in all fairness to my dear Nuriko, I wanted him to have someone, somewhere out there loving him and thinking about him. Someone to look forward to when he comes home. Sadly enough we know the ending to that story for Nuriko never comes hom again. Also when Nuriko comments about how girls behave, just cause he's been dressing up and acting like a girl for the past seven or eight years I'd like to think that he doesn't know all that goes on in a woman's mind. I mean there are just things that are left to womanly ways. ^_-.
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