A/N Hey there folks! I'm back! This is my second Fushigi Yugi story out there. I kind of gave up on the first one so maybe I'll do better with this one. Let's hope! Oh yeah, and it's in Yui's point of view. Oh, and another thing, all of the names of the countries and characters that are not celestial warriors are in Chinese because I have only read the manga and not seen the anime. Translations will be at the end of each chapter. Oh, and one more thing (lol!), none of the celestial warriors are dead. That means Amiboshi is not Huaike and he is on Seiryu's side. Nuriko isn't dead, nor is Tomo, Ashitare, Chiriko, or Miboshi. All of Gendou's warriors are alive as are Byakko's warriors.

Disclaimer: I do not own any parts of Fushigi Yugi, characters, plots, etc. This plot, however, is originally mine.

Dedication: This is the first story I've ever dedicated to anyone but this person really deserves it! Some of you know her as Otaku Mom, others as Sheri. Well, whomever you know this amazing person as, this entire story is dedicated to her. Sheri, this is for you! I hope this story comes out just as good as all of your wonderful works.

Priestess and Warrior

Chapter 1- Declaration

The window is open, letting the cold air flow into my room. The air reminds me of my heart, icy and distant. A light snow is falling, it's been falling for quite some time now. It's late, I'm not exactly sure how late though. My dreams are what keep me awake. Yes, those dreams. Every night I visit the night where those men raped me and Miaka betrayed to be with her Tamahome.

"Tamahome…Tamahome." I breathe his name out into the air. I can see my breath when it meets the chilly wind, it's like a little cloud just floating around. Tamahome was with me once and for a short while I felt like I finally got back at that little traitor. But my happiness went away just as quickly as it had come and Miaka got to be with him again. Why should she get the man of her dreams and not be pained by horrible memories? What has she ever done that's so great!

The snow has turned into hail by now and the small balls of ice that hit my skin feel like knives. It's so cold, especially since I am only in a nightshirt. "I love you Tamahome," I whisper out into the night. My tears come out slowly and they freeze on my face. My body is wracked with small sobs and I whimper from the pain of the hail.

I look out over the windowsill and take in just how long of a drop it is down to the ground. I think to myself how wonderful it would to simply end everything. To just let go of all that has happened and slip away into darkness. I've attempted suicide once before, why not a second time? Surely no one will notice, nor care for that matter.

Miaka and her petty little Suzaku warriors would surely cry tears of joy at the announcement of my death. And my own warriors…the warriors of Seiryu…what would they care? Coming into this book was the worst thing that's ever happened to me. Before I came here, I was one of the most intelligent students in school and a shoo-in for the best high school in Tokyo. Why did this have to happen?

…Right…it's all her fault. Because she was so weak and couldn't get out of the book on her own, she had to run to me for help. And that's how everything went wrong and I became tangled in this stupid fairy-tale mess. "It's all your fault Miaka!" I scream into the night. My voice croaks from the cold and the pain. "I hate you!"

Now I can't even speak because it's so cold. Rain has started to fall with the hail, making it even colder. My body is shivering even worse now. Every time I look down over the railing, it makes the thought of jumping even more inviting. I'm sweating despite the cold air and rain…I think I might have a fever.

The sleeve of my shirt falls a little down my arm and it shows me the scar…my scar. I got this from my first attempt at suicide. I wonder what kind of scars I would get if I jumped. I step onto the railing. The wind is even fiercer up here.

I lean forward ever so slightly and I began to fall. A small smile even graces my lips. But then I feel something warm on my wrist and I stop falling. I'm so weak but I have just enough strength to lift my head up. I find that the warmth on my wrist is coming from someone's hand. And that someone is Suboshi. Worry and confusion are etched all over his facial features.

"Y-Yui?" he croaks out.

"Suboshi…"

He pulls me up and grasps my hands. "Your eminence, what were you thinking?" he asks. I don't answer him, what would I say? "What would drive you to do something like that?" I still don't answer him but I finally snap.

The sobs and tears come back and I launch myself into his arms. "Oh Suboshi, I didn't know what to do anymore!" I scream into his chest. He seems taken aback but I eventually feel his warm arms wrap around my back and hold me close.

We sit like that for quite some time until eventually, sleep overcomes me and I drift off into a surprisingly painless sleep.

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A warm washcloth is on my head…I can feel that I'm starting to gain some sanity. I'm awake from my sleep yet my eyes won't open. I can hear two voices speaking with each other. One of the voices belongs to Suboshi but the identity of the other person remains a mystery. It's definitely a woman's voice yet it is not Soi. And where is Nakago? Surely he would have been informed of my second attempt at suicide.

Eventually my eyes open and Suboshi is at my side immediately. I turn my head to him ever so slightly but it's just enough for our eyes to meet. "S-Suboshi…" I try to say but my voice won't allow it and it comes out as a faint whisper.

"Ah your eminence, you are finally awake," Nakago says, striding up to the bed I am in. "You were lucky Suboshi was there to save you. The fall would definitely have killed you."

How could he not realize that I wanted to kill myself? Did Suboshi not tell him?

"The maids have informed me that your fever broke while you slept," Nakago says. "Once you're well enough to get up, there are some very important matters that are in need of discussion."

"No," I manage to stutter out. I do my best to sit up and with a little help from Suboshi, I'm able to get into a seated position. "I'm well enough to speak," I say with not as much difficulty as I thought. "What's going on?"

Nakago takes a seat in one of the chairs and Suboshi sits at the foot of my bed. "Bei-Jia, Xi-Lang, and Hong-nan have all joined forces and have declared war on Qu-Dong." I gasp and Suboshi stiffens. Nakago continues, "I have spoken with the emperor and he believes that as long as our troops are ready, we will declare war back on them. If war is declared, which it most likely will be, then all able-bodied male from age fifteen to age thirty must go into battle."

"Will all of the celestial warriors be going into battle as well?" Suboshi asks hesitantly. Nakago nods.

So Miaka, is this your way of trying to get rid of me? Do you really hate me that much? "Do I need to give any consent on this?" I ask weakly.

Nakago nods again, "We wouldn't dare go into battle without our priestess' consent."

"Then you may proceed as planned," I try to say in the strongest voice I can muster.

Nakago nods and leaves the room. Suboshi and I are the only ones left now that Nakago is gone. He sits there on the edge of the bed with his back facing me, making it impossible for me to tell what he's feeling. I put a quivering hand to my forehead and feel that it is no longer warm. "Suboshi?" I ask. He perks up and turns around to face me. "How long was I asleep for?"

He smiles, "For three days."

Three days! Was I really that tired? Then I notice that Suboshi has bags under his eyes and it comes to me that he must have stayed by my side those three days. "Did you stay by my side for those three days?" I ask quietly.

Suboshi stiffens but then he smiles and nods, "Did the bags under my eyes give it away?" My lips twitch and a small smile forms on my face and I nod my head slightly.

I'm actually very surprised that he would stay with me the whole time. Since when did he come to care so much?

"Your eminence," his voice interrupts my thoughts, "if you don't mind me asking, why did you try to kill yourself?"

I look away from him. In all honesty, I myself don't really have the answer. Why did I try to kill myself? Was it because of Miaka, or was it Tamahome? "I'm…not…sure," I breathe out. Suboshi, whether content or not with that answer, leaves it at that, which I am grateful for.

"I'm assuming you're hungry?" he asks. Hungry? Food hasn't really crossed my mind at all. But when I think about it, I haven't eaten in three days and my stomach knows. It begins to growl and I blush. Suboshi smiles and announces, "I'll go get you some food."

A few hours go by and it's mid-afternoon. I walk to the throne to expect an audience with the emperor. Suboshi had insisted that he accompany me but Nakago had intervened and had said that I was perfectly capable of getting there myself, which I am. I arrive there and all of my celestial warriors are there already as is the emperor.

I notice that my seat is in between Nakago's and the emperor's and when I sit down, I notice that Suboshi is grumbling to himself. At least I think it's Suboshi. He and Amiboshi are so hard to tell apart. I shrug it off as nothing and the emperor begins to speak.

"As you all have been informed, the other countries of China have banned together and have declared war on Qu-Dong. Nakago has informed me that her eminence, Yui, has agreed to Qu-Dong declaring war back on them. On that note, soldiers will be sent out after our messenger returns from Hong-nan. All seven of you are required to fight as well. Is that understood?"

The seven celestial warriors all nod but say nothing more. "Very well then," Nakago says, standing up. "You will all be given your assigned rank and troop by the end of the evening. The first troops will be sent out next week and the others will follow daily. You're dismissed."

Everyone stands up in unison and leaves the room quietly. Nakago calls me back and I turn around. "Your eminence, do not feel discouraged about Qu-Dong winning. We have the strongest army out of the four lands of China. It will surely be an easy victory for us."

"How can be so sure?" I ask. I do not wait for a reply, however, and walk quickly out of the room. I'm back in my room again shortly and when I enter, I walk to the windowsill and sit down on the floor. There are icy fingerprints on the railing; they are most likely from my hands on the night I tried to jump.

Damn Suboshi! Why did he have to stop me? Now there is the whole thought of war. It would have been nice to simply end everything and not have to worry about anything else but I can't leave this world now. Without me, there would be no reason for Qu-Dong to win and that means Miaka would surely win. And I can't have that now can I?

Snow is falling again, this time in the form of small, white flakes. I like the snow, it can be so peaceful sometimes.

A/N Well, that's the first chapter. Yeah, a little dark in the beginning, I know, and a really crappy ending! Sorry! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!

Chinese to Japanese Translation-

Qu-Dong: Kuto

Hong-nan: Konan

Bei-Jia: Hokkan

Xi-Lang: Sairo

Sorry for the confusion but like I said earlier, I have yet to watch the anime. I have read the manga, which uses the Chinese instead of the Japanese.

Until next time!