The Wish
By MoonPrincess (buns-chan)
Hi all! This is my first fic, and I hope you enjoy it!! It's a fushigi yugi/sailor moon crossover, where many of the fushigi yugi boys fall for Usagi ^-^ Yup, I'm a sucker for those kinda fics!! lol. Anyways, please tell me what you think of it, ok? Oh yeah, and my name is often spelled: MoonPrincess (buns-chan ok?
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yugi, nor Sailor Moon.
r/r please!
Hotohori sat down on a stone bench in the royal garden. It was a pretty bench, with designs of lions and tigers. They seemed to reach out at you. Hotohori almost expected to hear a growl.
"What do you reckon he's doin'?"
"Dunno. Thinkin' 'bout the Suzaku no Miko mehbe?"
The sound of the two murmuring palace guards snapped Hotohori out of his reverie. With a sigh, he stood up and started walking around the palace gardens.
The life of an emperor didn't live up to its reputation. It got very lonely at times. When he was young, he dreamed of having a person who he could spend time with. Someone who wouldn't care about his station or looks: someone who would love him for what was inside of him.
He had once thought that person would be the Suzaku no Miko. Fate, however, seemed to think differently. Hotohori loved Miaka, but he knew she could never feel the same way. She was infatuated with Tamahome-he was the only man she could see.
Perhaps it's for the better. Maybe he'd just stay a lonely, however handsome, bachelor his whole life. But sometimes he just—
A beautiful glimmer of blue and red and colors he couldn't name streaked across the sky. A shootingstar. Dare he? Oh, what does it matter anyway. He closed his eyes, and make a wish from the bottom of his heart. 'I wish someday soon a woman would come into my life who would love me and make me happy.' Hotohori opened his eyes, then quickly closed them again. 'Please.'
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Tamahome laid his head back on his pillow, pondering the events that had occurred that day. *sigh* He had gotten into another argument with Miaka. He loves her, but….What would happen when it's time for her to go home? She couldn't stay forever. She belonged in her world, and he belonged in his world. She never really thought about the consequences of something.
Tamahome felt a light breeze, making him rub his arms unconsciously.
Earlier, Tamahome had gotten into another fight with Tasuki (it had started with Tamahome asking Tasuki to pass the dumplings, and then…). Tasuki started chasing him and blew two holes in his room. One in the wall, and one in the ceiling. After that, Tamahome kicked Tasuki through the ceiling hole.
Sometimes his life was so hectic. No one really understood him. Sometimes he just wished that….
Oh, it wouldn't happen. He shouldn't get his hopes up. But…
Overhead he saw a shootings star pass.
Tamahome wished in his mind the phrase he had been wanting to say for a long time….
'I wish that someone would come who understands me, and would help ease the load I was destined to carry….' Tamahome hesitated, but added another part. 'who I could love with all my heart.'
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"$^%*^$@^^$ &%$##^%&^% *&^%$&*!!!!" Tasuki let loose a string of curses, as he had been doing for about 30 minutes. He stopped for a second, reviewing in his mind how he had wound up on the roof of the palace.
Tamahome had started being food hog as usual at dinner. Tasuki simply commented on it, and there ya go! A fight. They already fight 90% of the time. Ugh, that Tamahome is never satisfied.
Oh yeah! And guess what? He made Miaka cry! I mean, sure, girls are annoying, but it isn't good to make them cry. They start whining and stuff.
Anyways, sometime between the crying and the pigging out, the fight had got somewhat intense. Then Tamahome kicked him through the ceiling! Sure, there was already a hole there from his fire fan (a.n. help me out here with the name?), but who knew Tamahome wouldn't like a moonroof? And that hole in the wall was totally necessary too, that room really needed some windows.
And now, his foot was stuck in between the tiles. Just great! He'd been trying to wrench it out for a while.
A wolf's howl made Tasuki look up, and examine the landscape. With the royal garden it was actually quite pretty.
But life was….tiring. He was always the tough guy, no one ever listened to him. He was only there to beat up on. Life was never, well, I guess you could say, gentle.
Oh, what the hell was he talking about?! Gentle?!! He was just full of crap.
Suddenly, Tasuki felt a slipping feel from his foot. Finally! He was free.
Getting up, Tasuki brushed himself off. About to jump off, he took one last look at the night sky. Unexpectedly, he saw a shooting star cross the sky. Tasuki was about to ignore it and jump, but something stopped him. He knew he could never voice his problems and angst to his friends, but maybe to a star….
'I wish someone would come, who could see me through my outward attitude, and see what I was like inside. Someone who would help share my inner scars.'
Taking one last glance, Tasuki leaped off into the night.
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Suboshi sat down on the cool, wooden floor, feet intertwined, his thumb and middle fingers of both hands pressing together. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate.
He took in a deep breath, and exhaled, letting go of all the stress that had building up that day. He relaxed, and felt his muscles loosen.
Suboshi's mind drifted to his slightly older brother, Amiboshi. But to him, he would always be Aniki (a.n. does that mean twin, or is it a term of endearment?). Plain and simple. However, at the moment, Aniki was with the Suzaku no Miko.
Ugh, Nakago and his goddamn plan for Amiboshi to pretend to be a Suzaku seishi. He missed his Aniki. At the end of the day, the two of them would always talk, and his brother would ask him how his day was.
Yeah, sure, they could talk with messages on their arm, but that hurt. It made little cuts all over his arm.
Being a Seiryuu seishi wasn't all it was made to be. Always being threatened by Nakago, sucking up to Yui-sama, being arounds freaks like Tomo….He was kind of drained, always having to be mishevious, always get scratched up, fighting. Sometimes he just wished that…
Suboshi got up with a sigh, his effort to meditate having failed. He started to pace around the room. What was he thinking? It was nonsense. He was a Seiryuu seishi, and with that came certain resonsibilities.
Suboshi paused, and looked outside his window. A star streaked across the sky, lighting up the night.
Something overcame him, and he unconsciously closed his eyes, and thought a wish. 'I wish I wasn't so lonely. That I would have someone besides Aniki, but they would still listen to me, and comfort me. I need that. Please.' With that, Suboshi opened his eyes, and left the room.
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A boy, around the age of 15, laid his head against the tree trunk, sighing contentedly as he listened to the birds sing. They were his inspiration. Birds were so free: they could fly off into the world, go wherever they want to. He thought that perhaps if he could sound like them, then maybe, if just for a moment, he could feel the freedom that they live.
Amiboshi looked at the flute in his hand, but soon turned his gaze away. He shouldn't be so sentimental. There was a cruel world out there, and it could definitely get him hurt.
Amiboshi's thoughts traveled to his brother, who was in Kutou with the rest of the Seiryuu seishi. He wished he could go back there. Sure, it had messed-up wackos like Tomo there, but at least he knew where he stood there. With the Suzaku seishi, he was starting to have some feelings for them, but he couldn't, because in the end he would have to kill them—all of them.
For what seemed like the millionth time that day, Amiboshi cursed Nakago in his mind. He hated this mission, he hadn't pretending he was the Suzaku seishi Chiriko, but even he had to admit he was the best seishi for the job.
Amiboshi's feelings were all in a blur, he just wanted to sit, relax, and only listen to the birds singing for a while. To ignore the world, ignore the traumatizing occurrences that were happening all the time.
And living with the Seiryuu seishi definitely reminded him of these happenings. If only there was some escape that he could have, if more than a second….
A shooting star streamed across the sky, as if it was flying in answer to what he willed.
'A star…how beautiful.' Amiboshi closed his eyes, and thought what he had been thinking about for his whole life. 'I wish that someone would come who would make me feel happy, and take me away the depressing world that I know.' Amiboshi carefully, opened his eyes, lifted the flute to his lips, and began to play.
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The blue haired man slowly croched his legs, his left foot tilted to the right, 2 feet in front of the right foot. A scar could be seen across his face, showing a secret, as if it was teasing people who knew not it's cause.
The man bent his fingers, except for his forefingers and middle fingers, which made an "x" sign over his chest. Quickly but carefully, the man waved his hands, making intricate designs and signs. He began to glow the color of his hair, and with this, a chair began to glow the same color. Startlingly, it disappeared and reapppeared on the other side of the room, then teleported back to it's original place. This went on for a few minutes, and the man began to feel himself tire.
*Bang!*
The chair fell to the floor on it's side, and the man lowered himself to the ground, sweating and breathing heavily. He lowered his back to the ground, and flopped his arms down carelessly.
"That was tiring, no da."
As he began to relax, Chichiri's mind drifted to why he had been doing this exercise. Sure, he should do it in order to keep his power strong, but that wasn't actually why he did it.
Miaka and Tamahome had had another fight, and this time it was so big, everyone could hear it. It reminded him of his lovelife, or should his say his lack of one…
He had once been in love; it had been to a beautiful girl with a nice gentle personality. They had been good friends. However, Chichiri hadn't recognized his feelings until he found out the girl had fallen in love with his best friend. Then it had been too late, and he had been heartbroken.
He had never fallen for a girl since then. He kept up a cheery visage, in an artificial effort to keep himself and the ones around him happy.
However, there had been one problem: his face.
Chichiri could never lie; his face revealed it. So he always wore a mask, to keep his feelings hidden.
Chichiri sighed, and turned over on his side. Sometimes being happy was so depressing…
He wanted to feel genuinely happy again. He hadn't felt like that in so long. Too long. Sometimes he felt like he was drowning in his depression…
But he couldn't think like that. He was Chichiri, no da. The happy-go- lucky monk. He had to be strong for the Suzaku seishi. They had finally found all 7 seishi, and had gotten Tamahome back! Soon they would perform the ritual of Suzaku.
Chichiri hoisted himself up, and walked over to his window. The moon was really beautiful tonight, almost strangely so. It seemed….mischevious? All of a sudden, a star, streaked across the sky. As if by reaction, his heart felt a pang. He couldn't handle all this pain. It was tearing him up from the inside. He didn't know what to do. Chichiri looked up at the moon, as if expecting it to tell him. The moon brightened, and for a second it almost resembled the shooting star.
The shooting star…
'I wish that someone would come and help me with the pain I have locked deep within me.' Chichiri put his last hope into the shooting star, and soundlessly got up and started his exercises once more.
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A stone-like figure could be standing still, arms folded firmly across his chest, outside the room of the Seiryuu no miko. His mind was plauged with thoughts of recent occurances. They had lost Tamahome, but his plan hadn't completely fallen apart: there was still Amiboshi. However he didn't know how much he could count on that boy; sure he was a Seiryuu seishi, but he was weak, emotionally, and if the Suzaku seishi found out about him before the ceremony, he didn't know if the boy would be able to escape with his life.
Also, the miko was becoming less cooperative. She was not please with Tamahome's return to the Suzaku no miko to say the least, and at the moment was in her room sulking. Which he was now guarding.
Nakago frowned in discontent; he didn't like looking after this spoiled brat of a miko. He was only protecting her for the wishes.
Ah, the wishes. He couldn't wait until they summoned Seiryuu. Then his dream of immortality would become true, and the Hin race would continue forever.
Unfortunately, it would only be him. There wasn't anyone worthy enough to be his wife. Sure, he had sex with Soi sometimes, but she had blue hairn (a.n. right??), and definitely wasn't worthy to bear his child. Too bad…
Nakago looked across the hallway, into the other room, and through the window. It was a full moon. That reminded him of his reminded him of the Hins (a.n. doesn't everything?); they used to worship the moon. They studied astrology mixed with mythology. The moon was believed to have mystical powers associated with granting one's desires.
In a flash, a blur of blue, red, yellow, all colors known to man (and some not) crossed the sky.
Hmm, a shooting star. He hadn't seen one of those in a while. Shootings stars were also involved with granting wishes. Nakago remembered having one wish his whole life…
'I…I wish that someone would come who could help me preserve and revere the Hin race.'
Nakago scoffed at his own foolishness, reverted his eyes back to the miko's room, and listened to his miko's soft sobs.
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Nuriko was sitting on his vanity, brushing his hair idly. With each stroke, the silky brown hair was being sretched and straightened. 'One thousand one…one thousand two…one thousand three….'
This was a nice break from his busy life. Ugh, speaking of busy life…life around the palace today was busy, to say the least. Tamahome and Miaka had had another fight (which happened quite often, recently).
But they couldn't break up!! That would mean that Miaka might hook up with the emperor, and that would not be good! All of Nuriko's hopes of getting together with his majesty would be lost (even if Miaka make him female!). And today's argument seemed quite heated. Miaka and Tamahome were talking about their future. Miaka, the hopeless ditz that she is, thought they would be together always, no matter what. And Tamahome, the clueless boyfriend that he is, was somewhat harse about their future (and how they was a definite possibility they would have to break up). And who exactly did Miaka run to?! Oh, yeah, the emperor!!
Oh, if Miaka wasn't his miko, Nuriko would just—
No, he couldn't think like that. He had to be calm. His majesty wouldn't like it if he hurt Miaka. Right, so, calm. Inhale, exhale.
OH, what was he doing?! This wasn't him. No, it wasn't him at all. It was someone else; his sister. (a.n. okay, do u know the real name of Nuriko??)
After his sister had died, he had lost all feeling. He became numb, and was a shell of a man. He decided that his sister would live on, through him. So, from then on, he adopted her feelings, and acted how she had acted (he even took her name).
His so called "feelings" for the emperor weren't really his—they were his sister's. That's how he knew she would react to the emperor's good looks; she wouldn't let anyone or anything get in her way.
Nuriko gave a little smile. Yes, that was his sister: violent, but determined. How he missed her. He missed her so much it hurt.
With a sigh, Nuriko stood up from his vanity and sat on his windowsill. Oh, how he wished he could see his sister again. But he knew that couldn't happen. Now the main woman in his life, as much as he hadn't to admit it, was his miko. Oh, how sad his life could be.
Nuriko sat there, staring at the stars, remembering his childhood with his sister (the real Nuriko). Unexpectedly, a star shot across the sky, in all sorts of blinding and majestic colors! It stunned him, and Nuriko did something he had seen his sister do quite a lot of times.
'I wish that someone would come and help fill the gap with light that I have not had in my heart since Nuriko died.'
Wordlessly, Nuriko got up, walked back to his vanity, and stroked the comb gently through his hair.
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Unbeknownst to the boys of the fushigi yugi world, yet another person was watching the shooting star flash across the sky. Only this person was female, and well, not really a person. Anymore.
She had silvery white hair, blue eyes, and a nice figure (for someone who is 1 foot tall). However, through her one could see the landscape behind her. She had been queen of all of it, but it had been destroyed. But the woman wasn't said—soon her daughter would know everything about her life, and the missing part of her heart would be replaced.
The woman gave a little smile, closed her eyes and said, "You're wishes shall be granted."
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It was beautiful Saturday afternoon in the park; the sun was shining, the birds were singing. Everything looked like it belonged in a dream.
People could see a girl—no, a woman walking down the path. She had long, silky golden hair, legs that seemed to go on for years, and an all in all beautiful figure. Many of the people were staring, but the girl paid no heed. She never did.
Usagi was walking leisurely through the park, humming a song that had been in her head all day. She couldn't quite recall the name, but that didn't bother her. Which was strange really, because usually it would, but not today. Oh no, not today. Today was too perfect.
Usagi looked to her right, and saw the lake, glistening in the slowly setting sun. She went over to it, and sat down, knees against her chest.
She sat like this for a while, and her mind started to drift to her life and all that had happened the last couple of years.
Usagi was 24 at the moment. After she had defeated Chaos, she had changed somehow. All the emotional stress she had gone through, really matured her. She did better in school, and was able to go to the best college and grad school in Tokyo. Right now she owned a company, where they were the major designing company. It was called "Serenity". Yeah, it was corny, but seemed to fit.
Anyway, around a month after Chaos was defeated, the outer scouts traveled around Japan, and the inner scouts and Mamoru began to act strange. They stopped hanging out with her at the arcade, and at school. Her invites to the meetings became less and less.
But, of course, Usagi had been totally oblivious and naïve. She was too busy appreciating the peace to realize what was happening.
Boy, was that stupid.
~Flashback~
One day when she had actually been invited to one of the meetings, Usagi decided to come early. She had gotten a 100 on her paper, and wanted to show everyone! She thought they would be so proud.
Usagi was walking up the temple steps and her laughter. Smiling, she quickened her pace. Chuckling inwardly, she thought about how surprised everyone would be when they saw she was actually early! Raye would probably faint.
"Okay, so it's agreed? When she gets here henshin and hit her with a planet attack, ok?"
"That'll be great! Finally, she'll be gone, and she'll stop messing us up whenever she arrives on the crime scene and taking all the credit when we defeat the monsters!"
"Yeah, she's such an embarrassment! She gives a bad name to blonds everywhere!"
"And you shall finally be able to be queen, Raye-chan, my love."
"Yes, finally, my love. I cannot wait."
Ami-chan? Mako-chan? Mina-chan? Mamo-chan? Raye-chan? Minna??? NO, no, they have to be talking about someone else! They can't be talking about—
"Argh, when will that Odango show up?! Oh yeah, probably in an hour because she's always late!"
--me?
Tears filled Usagi's eyes, and she fled down the temple steps, three steps at a time.
~End Flashback~
Yes, that had been quite a long time ago. Usagi had been 16 at the time. That experience had been indiscribably horrific for her. For a while, Usagi had considered suicide.
The thought of ending all her pain, all the struggle, all the violence for once and for all had just seemed wonderful to her.
However, it was her family that got her through this. Her current family; her okaa-san, otou-san, and her (word for little brother). They had noticed her difference in attitude, and were worried. Though they did not know what was wrong, they did not burden her with questions, and tried to make her as happy as possible. Usagi knew she could never cause her family pain through hurting herself.
Unfortunately, that in no way meant that she was cured. Usagi felt depressed all the time, no matter what her family did. But, one day while she was entering the arcade, Usagi ran into the outer senshi! It had turned out that they had just returned from their tour around Japan. Slowly, Usagi opened up to them, and felt the depression lift somewhat from her heart.
The outer senshi began to train her, to help her with her skills. Haruka helped her physically, Michiru helped her musically, and Setsuna helped her mentally.
Soon, Usagi realized she was more talented than she thought. Her grades improved, she became the top student in her grade (take that Ami!) and was valedictorian when she graduated. She went to the top college and graduate school in America (by herself, the outers were now touring the United States) started her own company, and voila! That's how she ended up here.
Yeah, if that sounded like a fairy tale, it kinda was. And it felt like that to Usagi. It felt like she was reading about her life in some sort of fantasy book. It felt like she was an outsider, like this wasn't really her life that she was living.
Something was missing, but she couldn't quite tell what…..
Drifting through her thoughts, Usagi didn't notice the dim light in front of her that was starting to brighten.
"Serenity-chan…"
Usagi was brought back to reality as she gazed upon the transparent fairy- like figure flouting in front of her.
"Mother?"
Queen Serenity smiled slightly.
"Yes, my mesume, it's me. I've come to bring you great news."
"News? What is it? Oh no, it isn't a new villian, is it?!" Though Usagi sounded dreading, she wasn't quite. Although for many years all she wanted peace, now that she finally had it, Usagi found herself bored. She was actually looking forward to a fight. Oh well, I guess that's a senshi's spirit.
"Oh no, dear. I was meaning to tell you something about your past."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Well, your past isn't quite how you think it was. In fact, you had two brothers, and Endymion, wasn't your lover, he was simply your courter."
"What?! MOTHER! Why didn't you tell me this sooner?!"
"I'm sorry, my daughter. But we have to leave right now."
"Now?! Where are we going?? Why do I have to go?! Mother, tell me something!"
"*sigh* Under her breath: Were you always this difficult? Alright, alright: you're going to another universe? Ok? Now come on." And with that, Queen Serenity took Usagi's hands, and stepped through a portal.
Hee hee, I tried to make an extra long first chapter! So how was it?? Please tell me! I'd really love some reviews to boost my confidence! I'd like at least 10. Oh, and put ur e-mail on the review, if u'd like me to get back to u, ok? Alright, I'll try to continue soon!! Byes!! -MoonPrincess (buns-chan
By MoonPrincess (buns-chan)
Hi all! This is my first fic, and I hope you enjoy it!! It's a fushigi yugi/sailor moon crossover, where many of the fushigi yugi boys fall for Usagi ^-^ Yup, I'm a sucker for those kinda fics!! lol. Anyways, please tell me what you think of it, ok? Oh yeah, and my name is often spelled: MoonPrincess (buns-chan ok?
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yugi, nor Sailor Moon.
r/r please!
Hotohori sat down on a stone bench in the royal garden. It was a pretty bench, with designs of lions and tigers. They seemed to reach out at you. Hotohori almost expected to hear a growl.
"What do you reckon he's doin'?"
"Dunno. Thinkin' 'bout the Suzaku no Miko mehbe?"
The sound of the two murmuring palace guards snapped Hotohori out of his reverie. With a sigh, he stood up and started walking around the palace gardens.
The life of an emperor didn't live up to its reputation. It got very lonely at times. When he was young, he dreamed of having a person who he could spend time with. Someone who wouldn't care about his station or looks: someone who would love him for what was inside of him.
He had once thought that person would be the Suzaku no Miko. Fate, however, seemed to think differently. Hotohori loved Miaka, but he knew she could never feel the same way. She was infatuated with Tamahome-he was the only man she could see.
Perhaps it's for the better. Maybe he'd just stay a lonely, however handsome, bachelor his whole life. But sometimes he just—
A beautiful glimmer of blue and red and colors he couldn't name streaked across the sky. A shootingstar. Dare he? Oh, what does it matter anyway. He closed his eyes, and make a wish from the bottom of his heart. 'I wish someday soon a woman would come into my life who would love me and make me happy.' Hotohori opened his eyes, then quickly closed them again. 'Please.'
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Tamahome laid his head back on his pillow, pondering the events that had occurred that day. *sigh* He had gotten into another argument with Miaka. He loves her, but….What would happen when it's time for her to go home? She couldn't stay forever. She belonged in her world, and he belonged in his world. She never really thought about the consequences of something.
Tamahome felt a light breeze, making him rub his arms unconsciously.
Earlier, Tamahome had gotten into another fight with Tasuki (it had started with Tamahome asking Tasuki to pass the dumplings, and then…). Tasuki started chasing him and blew two holes in his room. One in the wall, and one in the ceiling. After that, Tamahome kicked Tasuki through the ceiling hole.
Sometimes his life was so hectic. No one really understood him. Sometimes he just wished that….
Oh, it wouldn't happen. He shouldn't get his hopes up. But…
Overhead he saw a shootings star pass.
Tamahome wished in his mind the phrase he had been wanting to say for a long time….
'I wish that someone would come who understands me, and would help ease the load I was destined to carry….' Tamahome hesitated, but added another part. 'who I could love with all my heart.'
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"$^%*^$@^^$ &%$##^%&^% *&^%$&*!!!!" Tasuki let loose a string of curses, as he had been doing for about 30 minutes. He stopped for a second, reviewing in his mind how he had wound up on the roof of the palace.
Tamahome had started being food hog as usual at dinner. Tasuki simply commented on it, and there ya go! A fight. They already fight 90% of the time. Ugh, that Tamahome is never satisfied.
Oh yeah! And guess what? He made Miaka cry! I mean, sure, girls are annoying, but it isn't good to make them cry. They start whining and stuff.
Anyways, sometime between the crying and the pigging out, the fight had got somewhat intense. Then Tamahome kicked him through the ceiling! Sure, there was already a hole there from his fire fan (a.n. help me out here with the name?), but who knew Tamahome wouldn't like a moonroof? And that hole in the wall was totally necessary too, that room really needed some windows.
And now, his foot was stuck in between the tiles. Just great! He'd been trying to wrench it out for a while.
A wolf's howl made Tasuki look up, and examine the landscape. With the royal garden it was actually quite pretty.
But life was….tiring. He was always the tough guy, no one ever listened to him. He was only there to beat up on. Life was never, well, I guess you could say, gentle.
Oh, what the hell was he talking about?! Gentle?!! He was just full of crap.
Suddenly, Tasuki felt a slipping feel from his foot. Finally! He was free.
Getting up, Tasuki brushed himself off. About to jump off, he took one last look at the night sky. Unexpectedly, he saw a shooting star cross the sky. Tasuki was about to ignore it and jump, but something stopped him. He knew he could never voice his problems and angst to his friends, but maybe to a star….
'I wish someone would come, who could see me through my outward attitude, and see what I was like inside. Someone who would help share my inner scars.'
Taking one last glance, Tasuki leaped off into the night.
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Suboshi sat down on the cool, wooden floor, feet intertwined, his thumb and middle fingers of both hands pressing together. He closed his eyes and tried to concentrate.
He took in a deep breath, and exhaled, letting go of all the stress that had building up that day. He relaxed, and felt his muscles loosen.
Suboshi's mind drifted to his slightly older brother, Amiboshi. But to him, he would always be Aniki (a.n. does that mean twin, or is it a term of endearment?). Plain and simple. However, at the moment, Aniki was with the Suzaku no Miko.
Ugh, Nakago and his goddamn plan for Amiboshi to pretend to be a Suzaku seishi. He missed his Aniki. At the end of the day, the two of them would always talk, and his brother would ask him how his day was.
Yeah, sure, they could talk with messages on their arm, but that hurt. It made little cuts all over his arm.
Being a Seiryuu seishi wasn't all it was made to be. Always being threatened by Nakago, sucking up to Yui-sama, being arounds freaks like Tomo….He was kind of drained, always having to be mishevious, always get scratched up, fighting. Sometimes he just wished that…
Suboshi got up with a sigh, his effort to meditate having failed. He started to pace around the room. What was he thinking? It was nonsense. He was a Seiryuu seishi, and with that came certain resonsibilities.
Suboshi paused, and looked outside his window. A star streaked across the sky, lighting up the night.
Something overcame him, and he unconsciously closed his eyes, and thought a wish. 'I wish I wasn't so lonely. That I would have someone besides Aniki, but they would still listen to me, and comfort me. I need that. Please.' With that, Suboshi opened his eyes, and left the room.
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A boy, around the age of 15, laid his head against the tree trunk, sighing contentedly as he listened to the birds sing. They were his inspiration. Birds were so free: they could fly off into the world, go wherever they want to. He thought that perhaps if he could sound like them, then maybe, if just for a moment, he could feel the freedom that they live.
Amiboshi looked at the flute in his hand, but soon turned his gaze away. He shouldn't be so sentimental. There was a cruel world out there, and it could definitely get him hurt.
Amiboshi's thoughts traveled to his brother, who was in Kutou with the rest of the Seiryuu seishi. He wished he could go back there. Sure, it had messed-up wackos like Tomo there, but at least he knew where he stood there. With the Suzaku seishi, he was starting to have some feelings for them, but he couldn't, because in the end he would have to kill them—all of them.
For what seemed like the millionth time that day, Amiboshi cursed Nakago in his mind. He hated this mission, he hadn't pretending he was the Suzaku seishi Chiriko, but even he had to admit he was the best seishi for the job.
Amiboshi's feelings were all in a blur, he just wanted to sit, relax, and only listen to the birds singing for a while. To ignore the world, ignore the traumatizing occurrences that were happening all the time.
And living with the Seiryuu seishi definitely reminded him of these happenings. If only there was some escape that he could have, if more than a second….
A shooting star streamed across the sky, as if it was flying in answer to what he willed.
'A star…how beautiful.' Amiboshi closed his eyes, and thought what he had been thinking about for his whole life. 'I wish that someone would come who would make me feel happy, and take me away the depressing world that I know.' Amiboshi carefully, opened his eyes, lifted the flute to his lips, and began to play.
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The blue haired man slowly croched his legs, his left foot tilted to the right, 2 feet in front of the right foot. A scar could be seen across his face, showing a secret, as if it was teasing people who knew not it's cause.
The man bent his fingers, except for his forefingers and middle fingers, which made an "x" sign over his chest. Quickly but carefully, the man waved his hands, making intricate designs and signs. He began to glow the color of his hair, and with this, a chair began to glow the same color. Startlingly, it disappeared and reapppeared on the other side of the room, then teleported back to it's original place. This went on for a few minutes, and the man began to feel himself tire.
*Bang!*
The chair fell to the floor on it's side, and the man lowered himself to the ground, sweating and breathing heavily. He lowered his back to the ground, and flopped his arms down carelessly.
"That was tiring, no da."
As he began to relax, Chichiri's mind drifted to why he had been doing this exercise. Sure, he should do it in order to keep his power strong, but that wasn't actually why he did it.
Miaka and Tamahome had had another fight, and this time it was so big, everyone could hear it. It reminded him of his lovelife, or should his say his lack of one…
He had once been in love; it had been to a beautiful girl with a nice gentle personality. They had been good friends. However, Chichiri hadn't recognized his feelings until he found out the girl had fallen in love with his best friend. Then it had been too late, and he had been heartbroken.
He had never fallen for a girl since then. He kept up a cheery visage, in an artificial effort to keep himself and the ones around him happy.
However, there had been one problem: his face.
Chichiri could never lie; his face revealed it. So he always wore a mask, to keep his feelings hidden.
Chichiri sighed, and turned over on his side. Sometimes being happy was so depressing…
He wanted to feel genuinely happy again. He hadn't felt like that in so long. Too long. Sometimes he felt like he was drowning in his depression…
But he couldn't think like that. He was Chichiri, no da. The happy-go- lucky monk. He had to be strong for the Suzaku seishi. They had finally found all 7 seishi, and had gotten Tamahome back! Soon they would perform the ritual of Suzaku.
Chichiri hoisted himself up, and walked over to his window. The moon was really beautiful tonight, almost strangely so. It seemed….mischevious? All of a sudden, a star, streaked across the sky. As if by reaction, his heart felt a pang. He couldn't handle all this pain. It was tearing him up from the inside. He didn't know what to do. Chichiri looked up at the moon, as if expecting it to tell him. The moon brightened, and for a second it almost resembled the shooting star.
The shooting star…
'I wish that someone would come and help me with the pain I have locked deep within me.' Chichiri put his last hope into the shooting star, and soundlessly got up and started his exercises once more.
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A stone-like figure could be standing still, arms folded firmly across his chest, outside the room of the Seiryuu no miko. His mind was plauged with thoughts of recent occurances. They had lost Tamahome, but his plan hadn't completely fallen apart: there was still Amiboshi. However he didn't know how much he could count on that boy; sure he was a Seiryuu seishi, but he was weak, emotionally, and if the Suzaku seishi found out about him before the ceremony, he didn't know if the boy would be able to escape with his life.
Also, the miko was becoming less cooperative. She was not please with Tamahome's return to the Suzaku no miko to say the least, and at the moment was in her room sulking. Which he was now guarding.
Nakago frowned in discontent; he didn't like looking after this spoiled brat of a miko. He was only protecting her for the wishes.
Ah, the wishes. He couldn't wait until they summoned Seiryuu. Then his dream of immortality would become true, and the Hin race would continue forever.
Unfortunately, it would only be him. There wasn't anyone worthy enough to be his wife. Sure, he had sex with Soi sometimes, but she had blue hairn (a.n. right??), and definitely wasn't worthy to bear his child. Too bad…
Nakago looked across the hallway, into the other room, and through the window. It was a full moon. That reminded him of his reminded him of the Hins (a.n. doesn't everything?); they used to worship the moon. They studied astrology mixed with mythology. The moon was believed to have mystical powers associated with granting one's desires.
In a flash, a blur of blue, red, yellow, all colors known to man (and some not) crossed the sky.
Hmm, a shooting star. He hadn't seen one of those in a while. Shootings stars were also involved with granting wishes. Nakago remembered having one wish his whole life…
'I…I wish that someone would come who could help me preserve and revere the Hin race.'
Nakago scoffed at his own foolishness, reverted his eyes back to the miko's room, and listened to his miko's soft sobs.
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Nuriko was sitting on his vanity, brushing his hair idly. With each stroke, the silky brown hair was being sretched and straightened. 'One thousand one…one thousand two…one thousand three….'
This was a nice break from his busy life. Ugh, speaking of busy life…life around the palace today was busy, to say the least. Tamahome and Miaka had had another fight (which happened quite often, recently).
But they couldn't break up!! That would mean that Miaka might hook up with the emperor, and that would not be good! All of Nuriko's hopes of getting together with his majesty would be lost (even if Miaka make him female!). And today's argument seemed quite heated. Miaka and Tamahome were talking about their future. Miaka, the hopeless ditz that she is, thought they would be together always, no matter what. And Tamahome, the clueless boyfriend that he is, was somewhat harse about their future (and how they was a definite possibility they would have to break up). And who exactly did Miaka run to?! Oh, yeah, the emperor!!
Oh, if Miaka wasn't his miko, Nuriko would just—
No, he couldn't think like that. He had to be calm. His majesty wouldn't like it if he hurt Miaka. Right, so, calm. Inhale, exhale.
OH, what was he doing?! This wasn't him. No, it wasn't him at all. It was someone else; his sister. (a.n. okay, do u know the real name of Nuriko??)
After his sister had died, he had lost all feeling. He became numb, and was a shell of a man. He decided that his sister would live on, through him. So, from then on, he adopted her feelings, and acted how she had acted (he even took her name).
His so called "feelings" for the emperor weren't really his—they were his sister's. That's how he knew she would react to the emperor's good looks; she wouldn't let anyone or anything get in her way.
Nuriko gave a little smile. Yes, that was his sister: violent, but determined. How he missed her. He missed her so much it hurt.
With a sigh, Nuriko stood up from his vanity and sat on his windowsill. Oh, how he wished he could see his sister again. But he knew that couldn't happen. Now the main woman in his life, as much as he hadn't to admit it, was his miko. Oh, how sad his life could be.
Nuriko sat there, staring at the stars, remembering his childhood with his sister (the real Nuriko). Unexpectedly, a star shot across the sky, in all sorts of blinding and majestic colors! It stunned him, and Nuriko did something he had seen his sister do quite a lot of times.
'I wish that someone would come and help fill the gap with light that I have not had in my heart since Nuriko died.'
Wordlessly, Nuriko got up, walked back to his vanity, and stroked the comb gently through his hair.
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Unbeknownst to the boys of the fushigi yugi world, yet another person was watching the shooting star flash across the sky. Only this person was female, and well, not really a person. Anymore.
She had silvery white hair, blue eyes, and a nice figure (for someone who is 1 foot tall). However, through her one could see the landscape behind her. She had been queen of all of it, but it had been destroyed. But the woman wasn't said—soon her daughter would know everything about her life, and the missing part of her heart would be replaced.
The woman gave a little smile, closed her eyes and said, "You're wishes shall be granted."
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It was beautiful Saturday afternoon in the park; the sun was shining, the birds were singing. Everything looked like it belonged in a dream.
People could see a girl—no, a woman walking down the path. She had long, silky golden hair, legs that seemed to go on for years, and an all in all beautiful figure. Many of the people were staring, but the girl paid no heed. She never did.
Usagi was walking leisurely through the park, humming a song that had been in her head all day. She couldn't quite recall the name, but that didn't bother her. Which was strange really, because usually it would, but not today. Oh no, not today. Today was too perfect.
Usagi looked to her right, and saw the lake, glistening in the slowly setting sun. She went over to it, and sat down, knees against her chest.
She sat like this for a while, and her mind started to drift to her life and all that had happened the last couple of years.
Usagi was 24 at the moment. After she had defeated Chaos, she had changed somehow. All the emotional stress she had gone through, really matured her. She did better in school, and was able to go to the best college and grad school in Tokyo. Right now she owned a company, where they were the major designing company. It was called "Serenity". Yeah, it was corny, but seemed to fit.
Anyway, around a month after Chaos was defeated, the outer scouts traveled around Japan, and the inner scouts and Mamoru began to act strange. They stopped hanging out with her at the arcade, and at school. Her invites to the meetings became less and less.
But, of course, Usagi had been totally oblivious and naïve. She was too busy appreciating the peace to realize what was happening.
Boy, was that stupid.
~Flashback~
One day when she had actually been invited to one of the meetings, Usagi decided to come early. She had gotten a 100 on her paper, and wanted to show everyone! She thought they would be so proud.
Usagi was walking up the temple steps and her laughter. Smiling, she quickened her pace. Chuckling inwardly, she thought about how surprised everyone would be when they saw she was actually early! Raye would probably faint.
"Okay, so it's agreed? When she gets here henshin and hit her with a planet attack, ok?"
"That'll be great! Finally, she'll be gone, and she'll stop messing us up whenever she arrives on the crime scene and taking all the credit when we defeat the monsters!"
"Yeah, she's such an embarrassment! She gives a bad name to blonds everywhere!"
"And you shall finally be able to be queen, Raye-chan, my love."
"Yes, finally, my love. I cannot wait."
Ami-chan? Mako-chan? Mina-chan? Mamo-chan? Raye-chan? Minna??? NO, no, they have to be talking about someone else! They can't be talking about—
"Argh, when will that Odango show up?! Oh yeah, probably in an hour because she's always late!"
--me?
Tears filled Usagi's eyes, and she fled down the temple steps, three steps at a time.
~End Flashback~
Yes, that had been quite a long time ago. Usagi had been 16 at the time. That experience had been indiscribably horrific for her. For a while, Usagi had considered suicide.
The thought of ending all her pain, all the struggle, all the violence for once and for all had just seemed wonderful to her.
However, it was her family that got her through this. Her current family; her okaa-san, otou-san, and her (word for little brother). They had noticed her difference in attitude, and were worried. Though they did not know what was wrong, they did not burden her with questions, and tried to make her as happy as possible. Usagi knew she could never cause her family pain through hurting herself.
Unfortunately, that in no way meant that she was cured. Usagi felt depressed all the time, no matter what her family did. But, one day while she was entering the arcade, Usagi ran into the outer senshi! It had turned out that they had just returned from their tour around Japan. Slowly, Usagi opened up to them, and felt the depression lift somewhat from her heart.
The outer senshi began to train her, to help her with her skills. Haruka helped her physically, Michiru helped her musically, and Setsuna helped her mentally.
Soon, Usagi realized she was more talented than she thought. Her grades improved, she became the top student in her grade (take that Ami!) and was valedictorian when she graduated. She went to the top college and graduate school in America (by herself, the outers were now touring the United States) started her own company, and voila! That's how she ended up here.
Yeah, if that sounded like a fairy tale, it kinda was. And it felt like that to Usagi. It felt like she was reading about her life in some sort of fantasy book. It felt like she was an outsider, like this wasn't really her life that she was living.
Something was missing, but she couldn't quite tell what…..
Drifting through her thoughts, Usagi didn't notice the dim light in front of her that was starting to brighten.
"Serenity-chan…"
Usagi was brought back to reality as she gazed upon the transparent fairy- like figure flouting in front of her.
"Mother?"
Queen Serenity smiled slightly.
"Yes, my mesume, it's me. I've come to bring you great news."
"News? What is it? Oh no, it isn't a new villian, is it?!" Though Usagi sounded dreading, she wasn't quite. Although for many years all she wanted peace, now that she finally had it, Usagi found herself bored. She was actually looking forward to a fight. Oh well, I guess that's a senshi's spirit.
"Oh no, dear. I was meaning to tell you something about your past."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Well, your past isn't quite how you think it was. In fact, you had two brothers, and Endymion, wasn't your lover, he was simply your courter."
"What?! MOTHER! Why didn't you tell me this sooner?!"
"I'm sorry, my daughter. But we have to leave right now."
"Now?! Where are we going?? Why do I have to go?! Mother, tell me something!"
"*sigh* Under her breath: Were you always this difficult? Alright, alright: you're going to another universe? Ok? Now come on." And with that, Queen Serenity took Usagi's hands, and stepped through a portal.
Hee hee, I tried to make an extra long first chapter! So how was it?? Please tell me! I'd really love some reviews to boost my confidence! I'd like at least 10. Oh, and put ur e-mail on the review, if u'd like me to get back to u, ok? Alright, I'll try to continue soon!! Byes!! -MoonPrincess (buns-chan