"Hearts divided"
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yugi nor do I own the characters.unfortunantly.
Author's notes: This is set during the OAV's between the second and third volumes (have only seen the first two volumes so far () as a what if sort of deal. ^_^ Hope you enjoy!!!
Miaka Yuki, Priestess of Suzaku and high school freshman, faced a very difficult, and trying decision. She sighed softly as she stared at a simple picture on her desk. Since a few days ago, she had been in and out of the book "The Universe of the Four Gods". Poor Taka had a lot to deal with while there, such as regaining his memories from before he was reborn into her world. With all of that on his mind, others had taken his place as her protector.namely one.
"Oh what poor Tasuki has been going through to look out for me." she mumbled as she stared at the picture of her and the Suzaku Seven. "He even saved me from drowning, the idiot.can't even swim." She smiled slightly then shook her head. "I love Taka! I really do, but.I.I'm beginning to question my feelings lately. Oh, only if I could talk to Chichiri, or Nuriko, or even Hotohori." as she muttered those last words, a warm red light surrounded her.
Tasuki sat under a fairly large tree, able to sneak away from the other warriors, both alive and dead, to be able to think. Ever since Miaka brought a clueless Tamahome back, he had felt a tightening around his heart at the sight of them together. He knew Chichiri could tell, but was thankful neither Miaka nor Tamahome could. How much he wanted to tell her how much he cared! How much he wanted to hold her in his arms, and feel her soft lips against his once more! But unfortunantly he didn't want to hurt her or confuse her. Besides she seems happy with that loser Tamahome.
"Oh Miaka, always getting yourself into trouble.Tamahome won't always be there to save ya either. I guess that's where I come into yer life." he sighed softly as he ran a hand through his unruly hair. "Suzaku why are you torturing me like this? What did I ever do to you?!" He slammed his fists into the ground as he felt tears sting his eyes. "If ony Tama and the others wouldn't pop in at the wrong moment."
Chapter 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yugi nor do I own the characters.unfortunantly.
Author's notes: This is set during the OAV's between the second and third volumes (have only seen the first two volumes so far () as a what if sort of deal. ^_^ Hope you enjoy!!!
Miaka Yuki, Priestess of Suzaku and high school freshman, faced a very difficult, and trying decision. She sighed softly as she stared at a simple picture on her desk. Since a few days ago, she had been in and out of the book "The Universe of the Four Gods". Poor Taka had a lot to deal with while there, such as regaining his memories from before he was reborn into her world. With all of that on his mind, others had taken his place as her protector.namely one.
"Oh what poor Tasuki has been going through to look out for me." she mumbled as she stared at the picture of her and the Suzaku Seven. "He even saved me from drowning, the idiot.can't even swim." She smiled slightly then shook her head. "I love Taka! I really do, but.I.I'm beginning to question my feelings lately. Oh, only if I could talk to Chichiri, or Nuriko, or even Hotohori." as she muttered those last words, a warm red light surrounded her.
Tasuki sat under a fairly large tree, able to sneak away from the other warriors, both alive and dead, to be able to think. Ever since Miaka brought a clueless Tamahome back, he had felt a tightening around his heart at the sight of them together. He knew Chichiri could tell, but was thankful neither Miaka nor Tamahome could. How much he wanted to tell her how much he cared! How much he wanted to hold her in his arms, and feel her soft lips against his once more! But unfortunantly he didn't want to hurt her or confuse her. Besides she seems happy with that loser Tamahome.
"Oh Miaka, always getting yourself into trouble.Tamahome won't always be there to save ya either. I guess that's where I come into yer life." he sighed softly as he ran a hand through his unruly hair. "Suzaku why are you torturing me like this? What did I ever do to you?!" He slammed his fists into the ground as he felt tears sting his eyes. "If ony Tama and the others wouldn't pop in at the wrong moment."