Unspeakable Truth : Tales Of Suzaku Segura

Chapter II- Miaka Selluigra

Like Suzaku, Miaka Selluigra left her family in pursuit for education. In the last four years in their previous school, Miaka is an excellent student. She wore simply, unlike other girls, she is contented, though she aims big. She's one of the most intelligent girls in their batch. She is beautiful and cute for some reason, her charm seems to act like a magnet. . She was one of the dream girls of her era.

Miaka has a very flawless complexion. Her yellow golden perfectly-combed hair waves synchronously with her every movement. Her aqueous blue eyes revered joy that seems to hide much of her personal side. Miaka has an average body build for a teenage girl, but her mental ability and determination may be classified as superior or above average of her age. Miaka, as a part of the Selluigra clan, has an immense capacity in her chi reserves. She might be comparable to nature itself, simple but wonderful, wonderful yet mystical. Seemingly perfect but flawed as she is a human herself. I wonder how this girl would look like in her uniform; that would just be beautiful Suzaku imagined.

Also, she is a born leader. Miaka was able to withstand the weight of responsibilities a president must carry on his/her shoulders. This is one of the reasons why she is trustworthy, people look up to her. Her prowess was commonly seen in the country, manipulating the water element skillfully. She has an incredible ability in speech and language arts. Suzaku could justify if he compared her to the great poets in their time. When ask to tldo something, it is polished and accurate as ordered. Miaka's skills and abilities being one of kind are unquestioned by professors and peers alike. Her persistence and dedication to work is remarkable. Most of her mentors and teachers commend her attitude in working. Mind over matters? Suzaku thought. Maybe it is in their bloodline, unlikely.

Dissimilar to any teenage girl of her age, she denies herself from others. Her feelings and emotions are unknown and mysterious. That part of her is still in the darkness- not a single ray of light from others could pass through. Even her closest friends are unable to see that side of Miaka. However, she has the ability to understand and cope up with others. In fact, she has a big circle of friends, in which, the closest can be tracked at near center, but can never reach it. Asymptotic? I hope not Suzaku thought.

Enough said; Miaka is one of a kind, uniquely special.

Suzaku ponders about her at most times.

Although they have known each other for years, Suzaku do not know who Miaka completely is. He rather asks questions than to infer wrong information by just observing her actions. Suzaku still doesn't comprehend the information Miaka is conveying. He started to ask a couple of things.

'Why are you going to the Academy? I thought you were to enroll on other school?' Suzaku asked.

'I missed the exams. Besides, the Academe, I think, fits me better than the other schools. 'Miaka chuckled.

Suzaku seemed paralyzed, his eyes looked they were locked at Miaka.

'Mr. Segura, just what are you pondering?' Miaka asks

'Is there something on my face?' She continued asking

'No-Nothing!' Suzaku denies out of panic.

Suzaku tried to shift topic. Asking questions which he though would probably delete the awkward moment.

'Ms. Selluigra, just what are you planning?' Suzaku looked serious

'I just want to make my parents proud of me.' She replied sadly.

'Why? I don't understand. You're one of the brightest and smartest students in our school. That is something to be proud of.' Suzaku looked confused. Her achievements make her one of the most remarkable students of their batch.

'My sister is also an excellent student. I'm in her shadows. I want to surpass her.' She answered

'Oh, Ms. Kazaru Selluigra, Yeah, I've seen her on numerous tarpaulins saying her academic achievements but I haven't met her personally. She's really an excellent student.' He agreed

'You don't need to surpass her; you just need to make something that marks.' Suzaku continued.

'I'm trying my best to do so.' Miaka argued with resilience. It seems painful.

Suzaku comforted her. As the eldest son, Suzaku didn't know how it feels to have an older sibling beside him. He remembered his siblings back there. Now questions ran over his mind. Suzaku was stunned on Miaka's words. There was a temporary span of silence. This is the kind of silence which irritated the ears of both instead of relaxing them. Suzaku twisted the topic to cheer her up. Suzaku's mind was altered by her words. He was inspired by her goals and aspirations. She is definitely a dissimilar from other girls he has met.

Miaka seems to carry such burden. Such as I am, how can I ever do something to help? Suzaku's ideas scrambled.

Time passes by as the train crosses the borders of the capitol. Their conversation extended long and broad as they always did in the past years. They almost talked about everything. Two hours have flown and the two did not notice the flyby of time.

They slept upon the long journey plus they seemed to be restless due to traveling. Miaka wakes up and sees the silhouette of the academy from the horizon. A shadowy figure of an obelisk flashed through the windows. Their journey is coming to an end. Is it? Today is just the start of the adventure they will never forget.

'Next stop, Central Capitol' the train captain said loudly and firmly

'Suzaku, wake up!' Miaka exclaimed

'Wha-?' Suzaku was stunned

They are fast approaching their destination- Sesuka's Capitol. The first place established after the war subsided. It is marked by a huge obelisk which mythically said to seal violence and can only be broken by the completion of the legendary arsenal itself. Everything seemed to have been used in the clash has its slot in the humongous obelisk set in the center of the city. Legends foretold that the completion of the arsenal shall wield a power that embodies chaos and destruction upon the lands.

As the train approaches the station, Suzaku and Miaka is bewildered by the majestic view of the Capitol from afar. It seems that the obelisk greets them with peace, as it somehow embodies the consortium that ended its history of war and violence.