Note: I don't own FY characters, unless they are my fan-created characters.
I also do not own the songs I used.
Note the Second: These are just a few tidbits you might like to know.
Sou Kishuku (Suzaku)- Kishuku is the prince of Konan. (Sou Kishuku is Tamahome's name)
Gi Ayuru (Seiryuu)- Ayuru is a mercenary. (Gi Ayuru is Nakago's name)
Chen Emtao (Genbu)- Emtao is the military strategist for Hokkan. (Chen Emtao is Hikitsu's name)
Tsuonie Kasaru (Byakko)- Kasaru is a doctor from Sairou. (Tsuonie Kasaru is Tatara's name)
Opening song:
Kaze No Fantasia (Wind of Fantasia)
Fushigi o kudasai...
"Fantasia" ni tsumete.
Mou mayowanai wa,
anata to ai no tame ni.
Kaze no yousei,
Ane o hirogete.
Toki no tanima o
Hikari no hayasa de hashire.
* Ai shi au "destiny",
Owari no konai yoru no you.
Eien to kimeta, anata dakara...
Sa... Nemurinasai,
Kono mune de...
Kokoro o hirakeba,
"Fantasia" ga mieru.
Hitomi o tojireba,
Futari no yume ga kanau.
Kaze no "veil" o
Hodoite toite,
Futatsu no tsuki ga
Tenmado ni ukabiagaru...
Yuube mita hoshi wa
Ikuokunen no kanata kara,
Rekishisae koete,
Todoita no ne...
* repeat
(English dubbed version)
Let all the wonders come to me
The fantasy fills--
Fills my heart
I'll never wander anymore
For all the love I have,
I have for you
All the spirits of the wind
Spread their magic wings and fly
Racing at the speed of light
Through the valleys and the passages of time
When we fell in love
Destiny
Now each night will have no end
Our nights will never end
Eternity awaits
You and me
Now that you are here
We'll never be alone again
Stay with me, my love
Episode One: With Aching Heart. It Begins.
_______________________________________________________
"Everyone knows the story of the Suzaku no Miko and the Seiryuu no Miko.
Everyone remembers the tales told of the Genbu no Miko and the Byakko no
Miko. Everyone talks about the mikos, they worry about the mikos, and they protect their mikos. But what of the Four Gods who were always in the beginning, middle, and end of it all? They are respected, feared, loved, but never was the tale of their creation before told. That will now change."
- - - -
Clouds of water billowed from the mouths of fountains, spilled over cliffs and into ponds. The dripping and flowing of the water muffled the sound of footsteps coming near. "How long do you think it will be?" A voice asked from outside the door.
"Not long," a deep voice replied briskly.
"Yes, Chichiue," the door creaks open slowly. Sunlight slipped its shoulders through the opening and formed an extended teardrop. "Will I be accompanying you this time?"
"Gomen nasai. You won't be allowed to come with me yet, we are discussing very important matters." Short-cropped brown hair crouched close to the face of the older man. His eyes hid behind the eyelids. The regret in them leaving as they reopened and regret was replaced with a cold expression. "You must be patient. The emperor of Konan must be, shall we say, well rounded. You will wait here in this room till I come get you."
"Hai," his eyes bled a deep red. Crimson hair waved in the morning breeze. "I will await your return."
His father smiled, "Good, I am glad you understand." Hope danced out the slamming door as the emperor of Konan left his son behind. Moments passed as the young prince kept his unblinking gaze on the entrancing white door.
His head bowed in remorse, turning his head to the side. /Will he ever really let me go? He brings me here to learn, but what do I really learn stuffed away in a room? ...I feel so weak./ He allowed gravity to pull him down. He leaned back against the nearest marble fountain so that he could rest and regain his strength.
"Aaaarrrggghhhh!" he hunched over, grimacing. Pain flooded through his body, through his mind, through his very soul.
* * *
He couldn't help but overhear what the women were saying at the nearby table. "Have you heard?" one asked as she ran a slim hand through her fluffed hair.
"Heard what?" a more gentle voice asked.
"The Konan prince has caught some mysterious disease," the third replied
in a voice close to a whisper.
"No! You mean they don't know what sickness he has?" the second, an elegant woman, with glistening blond hair, slapped the table with the palms of her hands.
"That's what she said, and I heard some of the men saying that he may not recover..." the first, a woman with short brown hair, shook her head sadly. "He isn't even all that old. He shouldn't have to die yet."
/Sounds interesting enough, but is it true? I may as well go and see for myself.../ he stood gracefully and sauntered over to where the three women were talking, "Hey there."
They abruptly stopped talking and turned their full attention on him. "What? You think I would waste my time hitting on you three?" the young woman with pink hair, who appeared to be the youngest, glared. "Gomen, gomen. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. Where is this Konan- boy being kept?"
"The palace... Doushite?" the blond asked with a quizzical expression gleaming in her eye.
"I want to see him for myself," he turned away, his long blue hair swirling as he turned. He lifted a hand and waved, "See ya girls."
"Hey! Isn't that the loner mercenary from Kutou?" a man asked as the blue haired man exited the restaurant. There was only silence that hung in the air.
* * *
/He isn't waking up! What could be wrong with him?/ A young man dabbed at the prince's head with a wet cloth. He had done his silky white hair up in a bun at the nape of his neck. That way it wouldn't be getting in the way as he watched over the Konan prince. /This is strange... It's different. There is something, something.../
"Is there any improvement, Tsuonie-san?" the Emperor startled him as he
spoke, his deep voice quiet.
"G-gomen nasai. He hasn't improved any. In fact, he's gotten worse. Even
I haven't seen anything like this, and I've seen a lot," He had become a doctor with the use of plants at age eighteen. Things hadn't looked great for his future then, but things had changed. Now, only a year later, he was already becoming one of the best doctors Sairou had to offer.
The emperor, downcast, turned to leave. A tall young man with long blue hair that danced in the air till it finally settled down blocked the door.
"Excuse me. You on your way out Heika?"
"Yes," feet dragging on the smooth floor, the emperor closed the door behind him.
"He's really sick, is he?" he took a step closer. "Do you think it's contagious?"
Tsuonie shrugged, "How can we be sure if we don't even know what it is that attacked him?"
The mercenary raised an eyebrow, "Attacked? What kind of a weirdo are you?"
"I happen to be a weirdo doctor named Tsuonie Kasaru. What about you, weirdo the second?" Kasuru smirked as the stranger glared, raising a blue eyebrow.
"Ayuru. Gi Ayuru. I am a wandering mercenary," Ayuru sat down on the edge of the bed where the prince rested. "So, what's his name?" Ayuru indicated the unconscious prince with a jerk of his head.
"Eh? Ano... I actually don't know," Kasaru grinned. "I never thought to ask."
"You never thought to ask?! What have you been calling him?! Kid? Prince? Konan-boy?" Ayuru gave Kasaru an incredulous look.
"Excuse me for doing my job. It isn't like knowing his name is in my job description. Why don't you ask him yourself?" Kasaru dipped the white cloth in his hand into a bucket of water at the bedside.
"Is your brain not working?! He's unconscious!" Ayuru stood and crouched
down next to the bed.
"Kishuku... Sou Ki...shuku," a weak voice from the bed groaned.
"Nani!?" Ayuru and Kasaru rose to see the prince sitting up.
The prince, eyes closed, hunched over as a wave of pain crashed around him. "What's wrong with me?" he asked.
Ayuru looked to Kasaru, "Yea, what does he have? This is one of the weirdest diseases I have ever seen."
"I don't know," Kasaru looked between the prince and Ayuru. "No one has
been able to tell. It's something strange."
Slowly burnt red eyes opened. "I was afraid of that. That means no one can help me..."
"Don't say that!" Ayuru leaned over the bed and clenched his hand into a fist. "You can't just give up! There are people who care about you! People who love you! They wouldn't want you to just give up and die!"
With his other hand Ayuru took hold of the prince's shirt and rose to his full height, lifting the weak prince into the air. "Are you just going to do nothing!? I've seen plenty of weaker and less influential people put up a better fight than this!"
Kasaru backed away, fright pulsing in his golden eyes. /Why doesn't the
prince fight back?/ "A-ayuru... he didn't say he was giving up..."
"No, he didn't say it, but he was thinking it. I could tell by the expression in his eyes." Ayuru dropped the prince back onto the bed.
The prince lay in a heap as silence soaked the room. "Do you think this
is easy for me?" the prince's voice was soft but lethal and it grew stronger as he continued to speak. "I will have you know that I am not going to die from this mystery!"
* * *
"Please come this way. You will have to wait a little longer than planned, as the prince of Konan has fallen ill," the servant bowed down to the green haired man.
"Really? Why don't you let me see him before I see his father and the Sairou emperor," the strategist glared at the servant till he nodded. "Good."
Short green hair caught the light as the strategist silently followed the nervous servant. "The last room on the right. That is where the prince should be."
"Arigatou-gozaimasu," strong and proud steps carried Chen Emtao down the hall and through the door.
He couldn't help but blink as he stepped through the door. The prince sat quivering on a bed, arrows of pain lancing through his eyes. Two other young men, one with blue hair and one with white hair, were rolling about on the floor in a fight. "I told you! I told you!" the blue haired boy smirked.
"Told me what? You never told me anything! Stop biting my arm, it hurts!!!" the white haired young man growled.
"Excuse me, should I leave?" Emtao spoke and smiled as the young men snapped their heads in his direction. "I'm Chen Emtao. I came to see the prince."
"Come on in," the Konan prince's voice was strained, but strong.
"Prince, I am Chen Emtao, the military strategist of the Hokkan-koku army. I came here to speak with your father, but when I heard the rumors of your mysterious illness I came to see you first." Emtao bowed, pressing his right fist to the floor and his left hand to his chest.
"Forget the rumors because that is all they are. As you see, I am not in as helpless a state as I was before." Stretching his arms the Konan prince began to rise.
"Stop!" Kasaru pressed him back onto the bed. "You are still weak. We don't need you lapsing into another phase of unconsciousness...."
"Or more groaning in pain," Ayuru smirked and dodged the pillow that flew passed his head.
"Jerk," the prince grumbled.
Emtao rose, "How did you become friends with these ruffians?" And he indicated Kasaru and Ayuru with his head.
"Ruffian? I am not a ruffian!" Ayuru growled deep in his throat.
"Yare yare," Kasaru shook his head of glimmering white hair. "If a doctor has to be a ruffian, I didn't think I fit the description so well."
Emtao stroked his mustache. "Never mind that. You don't seem as much a ruffian as this blue haired lizard."
"Lizard, am I? Ha! You old grandpa, you couldn't beat me in any sort of
fight." Ayuru folded his arms and blew air through his nose.
"Is that so?" Emtao's mouth twisted into a smirk. "I am not so much older than you that I couldn't beat you. I can tell you are a great mercenary, but you aren't the only fighter here."
"Would you stop fighting?" Red eyes glimmering like fire as they caught the light, the prince rolled off the side of the bed.
"Oji-sama!" Emtao and Kasuru turned their attention from Ayuru to the prince who was now beginning to stand on his own feet.
"I have a name, remember. It's Sou Kishuku."
"G-gomen nasai!" Kasaru's eyes widened.
"Well then, Kishuku, do you think you are well enough to actually get up?" Ayuru rested a hand on the whip at his side.
Kishuku glared at Ayuru, "Hai. Why do you ask?"
"That strange sickness you just got. We don't know if you're better." Ayuru yawned.
"I'm not."
"N-nani!" Emtao's jaw dropped. Kasaru's eyes got even larger as his mouth slowly opened. Ayuru just remained silent, watching the prince stand alone.
"I have had this illness since I was young. I have never told my father of it, and I had managed to keep it hidden till now." Kishuku's legs wobbled as he plopped back down onto the bed.
"Since you were little..." Kasaru was awed at the prospect of bearing to live with the pain for so long.
"You cannot tell my father what I just told you, understand?" Kishuku's
eyes were like spears through the heart.
Emtao nodded. "As the Prince wishes. I must go see your father now."
"Yes, you do not need to be much later."
Ayuru looked at Emtao's back as he, head high, left the room. He turned to see Kishuku and Kasaru looking at him expectantly. "What?! I'm not going to leave! I thought I would stay here for a while. I am a wandering mercenary with no current job. I might as well stay here."
"Glad to have you stay." Kasaru patted Ayuru's back, carefully avoiding the sword strapped to his back. "Now could you please go and fetch some cool water?"
"What do I look like, a common servant boy?!" Ayuru shouted as he took the bucket that was forced into his arms.
"Hai!" Kishuku and Kasaru yelled after him.
- - - -
"And so a friendship began that would last for an eternity. That day Prince Kishuku seemed to recover, while the other three still had his strange announcement in their hearts. They vowed to be sure he lived."
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Kiseki no Umi
Sea of Miracles
Sung by: Sakamoto Maaya
Written by: Kanno Yoko
yami no yozora ga futari wakatsu no wa
yobiau kokoro hadaka ni suru tame
The dark night sky that divides two people
In order to bear the hearts that call to each other
kazari nugisute subete nakusu toki
nanika ga mieru
Throw away decoration, and when everything is lost
Something can be seen
kaze yo watashi wa tachimukau
yukou kurushimi no umi e to
Oh wind I stand against you
Let's go to the sea of suffering
kizuna kono mune ni kizande
kudakeru nami wa hatenaku tomo
Bonds They cut into my heart
Broken into pieces Although the waves are endless
nani o motomete dare mo arasou no?
nagashita chishio hana o sakaseru no?
What do you want and who will you fight for it?
Will you force flowers of shed blood to bloom?
toutoki ashita kono te ni suru made
deaeru hi made
Until this hand grabs the precious tomorrows
Until the day we meet
kaze yo watashi wa tachimukau
yukou kagayaki o mezashite
Oh wind I stand against you
Let's go aim for the radiance
inori kono mune ni dakishime
samayou yami no you na mirai
A prayer I hold it against my chest
Wandering a future like darkness
kaze yo watashi wa osorenai
ai koso mitsukedashita kiseki yo
Oh wind I'm not afraid
Love When you've found it, it's a miracle
kimi o shinjiteru yorokobi
arashi wa ai ni kizuku tame ni fuiteru
It's a joy to believe in you
The storm blows so that I can realize my love
Note the Second: These are just a few tidbits you might like to know.
Sou Kishuku (Suzaku)- Kishuku is the prince of Konan. (Sou Kishuku is Tamahome's name)
Gi Ayuru (Seiryuu)- Ayuru is a mercenary. (Gi Ayuru is Nakago's name)
Chen Emtao (Genbu)- Emtao is the military strategist for Hokkan. (Chen Emtao is Hikitsu's name)
Tsuonie Kasaru (Byakko)- Kasaru is a doctor from Sairou. (Tsuonie Kasaru is Tatara's name)
Opening song:
Kaze No Fantasia (Wind of Fantasia)
Fushigi o kudasai...
"Fantasia" ni tsumete.
Mou mayowanai wa,
anata to ai no tame ni.
Kaze no yousei,
Ane o hirogete.
Toki no tanima o
Hikari no hayasa de hashire.
* Ai shi au "destiny",
Owari no konai yoru no you.
Eien to kimeta, anata dakara...
Sa... Nemurinasai,
Kono mune de...
Kokoro o hirakeba,
"Fantasia" ga mieru.
Hitomi o tojireba,
Futari no yume ga kanau.
Kaze no "veil" o
Hodoite toite,
Futatsu no tsuki ga
Tenmado ni ukabiagaru...
Yuube mita hoshi wa
Ikuokunen no kanata kara,
Rekishisae koete,
Todoita no ne...
* repeat
(English dubbed version)
Let all the wonders come to me
The fantasy fills--
Fills my heart
I'll never wander anymore
For all the love I have,
I have for you
All the spirits of the wind
Spread their magic wings and fly
Racing at the speed of light
Through the valleys and the passages of time
When we fell in love
Destiny
Now each night will have no end
Our nights will never end
Eternity awaits
You and me
Now that you are here
We'll never be alone again
Stay with me, my love
Episode One: With Aching Heart. It Begins.
_______________________________________________________
"Everyone knows the story of the Suzaku no Miko and the Seiryuu no Miko.
Everyone remembers the tales told of the Genbu no Miko and the Byakko no
Miko. Everyone talks about the mikos, they worry about the mikos, and they protect their mikos. But what of the Four Gods who were always in the beginning, middle, and end of it all? They are respected, feared, loved, but never was the tale of their creation before told. That will now change."
- - - -
Clouds of water billowed from the mouths of fountains, spilled over cliffs and into ponds. The dripping and flowing of the water muffled the sound of footsteps coming near. "How long do you think it will be?" A voice asked from outside the door.
"Not long," a deep voice replied briskly.
"Yes, Chichiue," the door creaks open slowly. Sunlight slipped its shoulders through the opening and formed an extended teardrop. "Will I be accompanying you this time?"
"Gomen nasai. You won't be allowed to come with me yet, we are discussing very important matters." Short-cropped brown hair crouched close to the face of the older man. His eyes hid behind the eyelids. The regret in them leaving as they reopened and regret was replaced with a cold expression. "You must be patient. The emperor of Konan must be, shall we say, well rounded. You will wait here in this room till I come get you."
"Hai," his eyes bled a deep red. Crimson hair waved in the morning breeze. "I will await your return."
His father smiled, "Good, I am glad you understand." Hope danced out the slamming door as the emperor of Konan left his son behind. Moments passed as the young prince kept his unblinking gaze on the entrancing white door.
His head bowed in remorse, turning his head to the side. /Will he ever really let me go? He brings me here to learn, but what do I really learn stuffed away in a room? ...I feel so weak./ He allowed gravity to pull him down. He leaned back against the nearest marble fountain so that he could rest and regain his strength.
"Aaaarrrggghhhh!" he hunched over, grimacing. Pain flooded through his body, through his mind, through his very soul.
* * *
He couldn't help but overhear what the women were saying at the nearby table. "Have you heard?" one asked as she ran a slim hand through her fluffed hair.
"Heard what?" a more gentle voice asked.
"The Konan prince has caught some mysterious disease," the third replied
in a voice close to a whisper.
"No! You mean they don't know what sickness he has?" the second, an elegant woman, with glistening blond hair, slapped the table with the palms of her hands.
"That's what she said, and I heard some of the men saying that he may not recover..." the first, a woman with short brown hair, shook her head sadly. "He isn't even all that old. He shouldn't have to die yet."
/Sounds interesting enough, but is it true? I may as well go and see for myself.../ he stood gracefully and sauntered over to where the three women were talking, "Hey there."
They abruptly stopped talking and turned their full attention on him. "What? You think I would waste my time hitting on you three?" the young woman with pink hair, who appeared to be the youngest, glared. "Gomen, gomen. I couldn't help but overhear your conversation. Where is this Konan- boy being kept?"
"The palace... Doushite?" the blond asked with a quizzical expression gleaming in her eye.
"I want to see him for myself," he turned away, his long blue hair swirling as he turned. He lifted a hand and waved, "See ya girls."
"Hey! Isn't that the loner mercenary from Kutou?" a man asked as the blue haired man exited the restaurant. There was only silence that hung in the air.
* * *
/He isn't waking up! What could be wrong with him?/ A young man dabbed at the prince's head with a wet cloth. He had done his silky white hair up in a bun at the nape of his neck. That way it wouldn't be getting in the way as he watched over the Konan prince. /This is strange... It's different. There is something, something.../
"Is there any improvement, Tsuonie-san?" the Emperor startled him as he
spoke, his deep voice quiet.
"G-gomen nasai. He hasn't improved any. In fact, he's gotten worse. Even
I haven't seen anything like this, and I've seen a lot," He had become a doctor with the use of plants at age eighteen. Things hadn't looked great for his future then, but things had changed. Now, only a year later, he was already becoming one of the best doctors Sairou had to offer.
The emperor, downcast, turned to leave. A tall young man with long blue hair that danced in the air till it finally settled down blocked the door.
"Excuse me. You on your way out Heika?"
"Yes," feet dragging on the smooth floor, the emperor closed the door behind him.
"He's really sick, is he?" he took a step closer. "Do you think it's contagious?"
Tsuonie shrugged, "How can we be sure if we don't even know what it is that attacked him?"
The mercenary raised an eyebrow, "Attacked? What kind of a weirdo are you?"
"I happen to be a weirdo doctor named Tsuonie Kasaru. What about you, weirdo the second?" Kasuru smirked as the stranger glared, raising a blue eyebrow.
"Ayuru. Gi Ayuru. I am a wandering mercenary," Ayuru sat down on the edge of the bed where the prince rested. "So, what's his name?" Ayuru indicated the unconscious prince with a jerk of his head.
"Eh? Ano... I actually don't know," Kasaru grinned. "I never thought to ask."
"You never thought to ask?! What have you been calling him?! Kid? Prince? Konan-boy?" Ayuru gave Kasaru an incredulous look.
"Excuse me for doing my job. It isn't like knowing his name is in my job description. Why don't you ask him yourself?" Kasaru dipped the white cloth in his hand into a bucket of water at the bedside.
"Is your brain not working?! He's unconscious!" Ayuru stood and crouched
down next to the bed.
"Kishuku... Sou Ki...shuku," a weak voice from the bed groaned.
"Nani!?" Ayuru and Kasaru rose to see the prince sitting up.
The prince, eyes closed, hunched over as a wave of pain crashed around him. "What's wrong with me?" he asked.
Ayuru looked to Kasaru, "Yea, what does he have? This is one of the weirdest diseases I have ever seen."
"I don't know," Kasaru looked between the prince and Ayuru. "No one has
been able to tell. It's something strange."
Slowly burnt red eyes opened. "I was afraid of that. That means no one can help me..."
"Don't say that!" Ayuru leaned over the bed and clenched his hand into a fist. "You can't just give up! There are people who care about you! People who love you! They wouldn't want you to just give up and die!"
With his other hand Ayuru took hold of the prince's shirt and rose to his full height, lifting the weak prince into the air. "Are you just going to do nothing!? I've seen plenty of weaker and less influential people put up a better fight than this!"
Kasaru backed away, fright pulsing in his golden eyes. /Why doesn't the
prince fight back?/ "A-ayuru... he didn't say he was giving up..."
"No, he didn't say it, but he was thinking it. I could tell by the expression in his eyes." Ayuru dropped the prince back onto the bed.
The prince lay in a heap as silence soaked the room. "Do you think this
is easy for me?" the prince's voice was soft but lethal and it grew stronger as he continued to speak. "I will have you know that I am not going to die from this mystery!"
* * *
"Please come this way. You will have to wait a little longer than planned, as the prince of Konan has fallen ill," the servant bowed down to the green haired man.
"Really? Why don't you let me see him before I see his father and the Sairou emperor," the strategist glared at the servant till he nodded. "Good."
Short green hair caught the light as the strategist silently followed the nervous servant. "The last room on the right. That is where the prince should be."
"Arigatou-gozaimasu," strong and proud steps carried Chen Emtao down the hall and through the door.
He couldn't help but blink as he stepped through the door. The prince sat quivering on a bed, arrows of pain lancing through his eyes. Two other young men, one with blue hair and one with white hair, were rolling about on the floor in a fight. "I told you! I told you!" the blue haired boy smirked.
"Told me what? You never told me anything! Stop biting my arm, it hurts!!!" the white haired young man growled.
"Excuse me, should I leave?" Emtao spoke and smiled as the young men snapped their heads in his direction. "I'm Chen Emtao. I came to see the prince."
"Come on in," the Konan prince's voice was strained, but strong.
"Prince, I am Chen Emtao, the military strategist of the Hokkan-koku army. I came here to speak with your father, but when I heard the rumors of your mysterious illness I came to see you first." Emtao bowed, pressing his right fist to the floor and his left hand to his chest.
"Forget the rumors because that is all they are. As you see, I am not in as helpless a state as I was before." Stretching his arms the Konan prince began to rise.
"Stop!" Kasaru pressed him back onto the bed. "You are still weak. We don't need you lapsing into another phase of unconsciousness...."
"Or more groaning in pain," Ayuru smirked and dodged the pillow that flew passed his head.
"Jerk," the prince grumbled.
Emtao rose, "How did you become friends with these ruffians?" And he indicated Kasaru and Ayuru with his head.
"Ruffian? I am not a ruffian!" Ayuru growled deep in his throat.
"Yare yare," Kasaru shook his head of glimmering white hair. "If a doctor has to be a ruffian, I didn't think I fit the description so well."
Emtao stroked his mustache. "Never mind that. You don't seem as much a ruffian as this blue haired lizard."
"Lizard, am I? Ha! You old grandpa, you couldn't beat me in any sort of
fight." Ayuru folded his arms and blew air through his nose.
"Is that so?" Emtao's mouth twisted into a smirk. "I am not so much older than you that I couldn't beat you. I can tell you are a great mercenary, but you aren't the only fighter here."
"Would you stop fighting?" Red eyes glimmering like fire as they caught the light, the prince rolled off the side of the bed.
"Oji-sama!" Emtao and Kasuru turned their attention from Ayuru to the prince who was now beginning to stand on his own feet.
"I have a name, remember. It's Sou Kishuku."
"G-gomen nasai!" Kasaru's eyes widened.
"Well then, Kishuku, do you think you are well enough to actually get up?" Ayuru rested a hand on the whip at his side.
Kishuku glared at Ayuru, "Hai. Why do you ask?"
"That strange sickness you just got. We don't know if you're better." Ayuru yawned.
"I'm not."
"N-nani!" Emtao's jaw dropped. Kasaru's eyes got even larger as his mouth slowly opened. Ayuru just remained silent, watching the prince stand alone.
"I have had this illness since I was young. I have never told my father of it, and I had managed to keep it hidden till now." Kishuku's legs wobbled as he plopped back down onto the bed.
"Since you were little..." Kasaru was awed at the prospect of bearing to live with the pain for so long.
"You cannot tell my father what I just told you, understand?" Kishuku's
eyes were like spears through the heart.
Emtao nodded. "As the Prince wishes. I must go see your father now."
"Yes, you do not need to be much later."
Ayuru looked at Emtao's back as he, head high, left the room. He turned to see Kishuku and Kasaru looking at him expectantly. "What?! I'm not going to leave! I thought I would stay here for a while. I am a wandering mercenary with no current job. I might as well stay here."
"Glad to have you stay." Kasaru patted Ayuru's back, carefully avoiding the sword strapped to his back. "Now could you please go and fetch some cool water?"
"What do I look like, a common servant boy?!" Ayuru shouted as he took the bucket that was forced into his arms.
"Hai!" Kishuku and Kasaru yelled after him.
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"And so a friendship began that would last for an eternity. That day Prince Kishuku seemed to recover, while the other three still had his strange announcement in their hearts. They vowed to be sure he lived."
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Kiseki no Umi
Sea of Miracles
Sung by: Sakamoto Maaya
Written by: Kanno Yoko
yami no yozora ga futari wakatsu no wa
yobiau kokoro hadaka ni suru tame
The dark night sky that divides two people
In order to bear the hearts that call to each other
kazari nugisute subete nakusu toki
nanika ga mieru
Throw away decoration, and when everything is lost
Something can be seen
kaze yo watashi wa tachimukau
yukou kurushimi no umi e to
Oh wind I stand against you
Let's go to the sea of suffering
kizuna kono mune ni kizande
kudakeru nami wa hatenaku tomo
Bonds They cut into my heart
Broken into pieces Although the waves are endless
nani o motomete dare mo arasou no?
nagashita chishio hana o sakaseru no?
What do you want and who will you fight for it?
Will you force flowers of shed blood to bloom?
toutoki ashita kono te ni suru made
deaeru hi made
Until this hand grabs the precious tomorrows
Until the day we meet
kaze yo watashi wa tachimukau
yukou kagayaki o mezashite
Oh wind I stand against you
Let's go aim for the radiance
inori kono mune ni dakishime
samayou yami no you na mirai
A prayer I hold it against my chest
Wandering a future like darkness
kaze yo watashi wa osorenai
ai koso mitsukedashita kiseki yo
Oh wind I'm not afraid
Love When you've found it, it's a miracle
kimi o shinjiteru yorokobi
arashi wa ai ni kizuku tame ni fuiteru
It's a joy to believe in you
The storm blows so that I can realize my love