I do not own Fushigi yuugi becoz...i'm not Yu
Watase (altho sometimes i wish i was..) buhh i do own my own situation
and my owncharacters.
okaais, well...enjoy my 1st story...
Chapter 1: A memory, too long ago
"It's been two years, eh?" Tasuki asked as he closed his eyes and let the memories run freely into to his mind, "I wonder how Tama and Miaka are now."
"I hear time goes faster in Miaka's world, no da," Chichiri replied as he stretched his arms into the air and gazed at the clouds above, "They've probably had a child by now."
Tasuki sighed and remembered the time when the feelings he had for Miaka went loose, and he tried to seduce her when she was drunk. He can't help but think that maybe some of those feelings were real, just trapped deep inside his heart. Was she really just like a sister to him?
Yes of course she is, you nut, he forced himself to believe. He began to remember all the adventures they had. His face seemed to be lost in a daze.
"Tasuki? You're drooling…?" Chichiri asked when he saw the lost expression on Tasuki's face, "You thinking about Miaka, no da?"
Tasuki turned a bright red and sat up. He turned away, hoping that Chichiri did not see him blush. Why did Chichiri suggest Miaka? Was it that easy to read Tasuki's thoughts?
"T'little kid? No!" he replied to Chichiri, "She's just like one of m'sisters, and besides I dun like women, remember?"
A smile played at Chichiri's lips and with a wave of his staff, he transformed into a silver-haired beauty. His eyes became green and cat-like and his lips were gently tinted a rosy pink. He had on a beautiful red robe that was decorated with lotus embroiderments.
"So, hmmm? You'll find someone as pretty as me someday to be your wifey," Chichiri said in a cute and high-pitched, female's voice, "Ahhh, my magic comes in handy sometimes, no da?"
"Ya know, that look might make ya more popular" Tasuki joked, as he patted Chichiri on the back, "To dirty old men who can't find themselves someone to put up with their…needs."
Chichiri's words made his mind wander. Will he ever find someone? Is there anyone who could complete him in this life? Recently, he had been feeling very alone. Sure, his friends were always with him, but it was odd. Sometimes, even in a crowd of friends, he felt as though he wasn't really there. It was like he was just an observer. Tasuki could see himself laugh and talk but he couldn't always feel it. It scared him when these things happen.
He gave a hearty grin and hugged Chichiri, who has now transformed back to his usual chibi-self.
He knows exactly how to cheer me up, Tasuki thought, Chichiri, my mate, it's times like these when I need you most…
Tasuki tightened his arms around Chichiri. He could feel the warmth of Chichiri and it was reassuring in a way. He knew that at Chichiri would be his friend for many years to come.
Suddenly, something caught his eye.
Chichiri froze, something was wrong. Tasuki's arms had suddenly dropped and his eyes were transfixed on something. Chichiri followed his gaze and saw an unfamiliar- looking girl staring at them. She was beautiful, yet somewhat sad in a way.
Her shiny, black hair was pulled into a sleek ponytail, some strands flying freely with the wind. Her eyes were a deep violet, and they seemed to look straight at Tasuki. They were searching for something, deep within him. She stood with a sword hanging from her side.
There was a small smirk on her blossom pink lips. Her eyes glinted with excitement as she stepped closer towards the two seishis.
"Tasuki?" she asked in a stern, calm voice, as she advanced towards them even closer, until they were face to face, "You must be Chichiri then."
She glanced at Chichiri for a split-second and then her hypnotic gaze returned to Tasuki.
Tasuki stepped back and demanded to know who she was. He felt an uncanny longing. It was like he knew her from somewhere, sometime. A memory buried too deep so in his heart that he can't even reach.
"Me? My name is Izanami, Izanami Akina." she answered, as she pulled out her sword, "I'm here to take your life."
Wel, then how was that? I'm soree for any gramatically or spelling errors and I hoped you could understand it...
Oooo please R&R...
ok...cyyaas!
