A/N:

(Opps! I forgot to proof read this before I posted it, bad bad Willa! I fixed the booboos I made. If you see any more, please yell at me. I'm really, really bad with proof reading before I post a chapter. Thank you!)

I'm back finally! I was not planning on coming back to Fanfiction, but I read the old version of Fated Meetings (the English title) and I wanted to give it a makeover. I thought it'd be fun to write about a priestess that was from the world of the novel and then was taken from it, but it was very poorly written so I'm starting from scratch. English translations will be at the end of each chapter.

And I need to say this before I get killed…..Tamahome/Taka fans, don't kill me! I love him as much as you do, I swear I do! It's just that I love someone else more and I think he deserves a chance to be with the woman he loves. I don't want to tell you who because, really, what's the fun in that? Keep guessing y'all, you might just be right ;). Please do point out my mistakes, I want to be as close to the anime/manga as possible. Thanks!

Disclaimer—

Do not own 'Fushigi Yugi' and all the characters in the original story. Do own the new plot, characters, enemy, and closing song.

Ciao!

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Shukumi tekina Mitingu*:

A Fusghi Yugi fan novel

Willa Fate Field

Prologue:

Once upon a time

The time: 460 B.C.

Every story has a beginning, a grand entrance imprinted into the pages and the world of legends. This story, however, didn't have its own amazing beginning, because once upon was a few years ago when a pair of girls opened a mysterious book. Starting a fairy tale like adventure and bringing two worlds together in unforeseen ways:

No, this story began with a miraculous birth, a birth that everyone thought was impossible.

It was a joyous day for Konan, for the new empress was born into the world. But that wasn't the miracle. No, the miracle was that this beautiful baby girl was not just a princess. When she entered the world, her whole being was surrounded by the light of Suzaku; letting her take-carers know that she will be the first priestess from the world of the magical book ever to be born.

So the baby was seen as a living goddess, to be adored and cared for. Everyone knew that they needed to spoil the girl, because she would be everything to them.

She would be truly a treasure to keep safe and to be cherished forever, protected and loved so very much. She never will want for nothing.

But, sadly, it also was a horrible day for the village, they earned a new princess, but they lost their rulers. For they left the world even before they got to meet their daughter:

Months before the princess was born, her father was killed in a battle. His wife took charge of the kingdom with a strong heart and tear-filled eyes, knowing she needed to be strong not only for her people but for their unborn. But the birthing was too hard for the empress and as soon as the baby screamed her first cry, the beautiful golden-headed empress slipped from the world.

Before they died, the emperor and empress made sure their beloved daughter would be taken care in of the event of their deaths.

So, knowing the men would love her as their own, they left the newborn princess behind in the care of the three Suzaku Senshi that stayed close to the royal family, continuing their duty as warriors.

And that was the true beginning, unbeknown to her 'uncles', because the star was adopted by Nuriko. The moment the lady-in-waiting gave the cooing baby to the nervous Tasuki, the new story was set in motion:

"Tas, you're holding her wrong, give me the baby." He sighed annoyed, shaking his head at his naïve friend, as the twenty-two-years-old Nuriko held out his arms for his soul-niece as his little boy shyly hid behind his leg.

Tasuki gladly gave the newborn baby girl to the violette man with a deep wince. The group was so sad by their dear rulers' deaths, but the warriors knew that they were responsible for the beauty and they needed to move on for her.

Despite knowing this, fiery Tasuki was shaking with nerves. Yes, he was helping Nuriko to raise his adopted son, but a newborn baby girl was much different than a toddler boy, and the ginger was terrified that he would do something wrong.

"Sorry, N, Ah don' know anythin' about babies."

"You better learn quickly, we are the ones who are responsible for this treasure." Nuriko answered simply, smiling down at the wiggling and babbling bundle, tracing her jaw gently, causing her to open her eyes, looking up at her violet-haired uncle. As if she were asking, 'who are you?'

After seeing the big smile placed across their friend's face, Chichiri and the fierce ginger looked down as well to see what made him smile so. The moment they did, their own smiles crept onto their faces, and they knew it was going to be difficult to punish her in the future. Because, their hearts were in her tiny hands in the moment they looked into her now violet eyes:

They promised her in their beating hearts that they would be her warriors until she become to age and the new senshi sense her presence, they vowed to love and teach her like loyal fathers should and would.

After a few more admiring of their newborn niece, Nuriko smiled once more as he let the feeling of pride rushed over, knowing he would play a hand in shaping such a beautiful flower.

Then, the violette knelt down to his son, San Akito, and moved the silky blanket so the little boy could see her squinty face clearly. When the young boy's blue eyes widen in wonder at the sight of the wiggling baby, the man smiled at his toddler son and asked:

"Akito, what should we name your cousin?"

However, the answer didn't come as a blinding red light filled the room earning gasps from the two warriors. Nuriko frowned deeply in confusion and he moved his hazel gaze up to the light, shading his eyes to the bright light, and the sight in front of him almost made him drop his charge, but quickly sealed himself, with the shock showing in his eyes.

The light was coming from Akito, whose eyes were trained the newborn princess, staring like a man much older. A few moments of shocked quiet, the deafening silence was ended by a shout from a fiery Wing.

"He's….he's Hotohori, the star!"

Tasuki smiled excitedly as he pointed at his nephew, but it caused the girl to cry in slight horror, which brought a whole side to young Akito out to the light. Akito stared angrily at the firry warrior, hushing him instantly while the ginger man blinked fast in surprise, wondering where such a cold stare came from.

When he was sure there would be a peaceful silence for his beauty, the little boy walked to where his adoptive father was kneeling wide-eyed and reached out to the baby, gently touching her soft cheek as he hummed a lullaby to help eased her fear. The greenette didn't know where he learnt the lullaby, but he felt the song throughout his small body, as if it was a powerful spell:

"They shine together in perfect harmony. But they are from different worlds. They are never to touch. Their love is doomed, but the feelings just keep growing and the lights of night, despite the pain, vowed to stay true. Moon is beautiful, and kind. She leads us out of the dark, smiling like a mother. And the stars protect her, like she is their beloved, never wanting to let her, even if they might have to….."

As soon as the little boy was sure that his beauty was asleep, he smiled tenderly as he let the soft melody of his voice fade from the room, moving his blue eyes to Nuriko, whose own eyes were wide in shock.

With one more shared look with his friends, Nuriko cleared his throat awkwardly before he walked towards the new royal nursery to put the baby to bed for the time being, seeing that she was sleeping peacefully.

As the Willow tucked his beautiful girl in, he wondered where his son learned that haunting song. He thought it was a cruel preface to their future, seeing what Tamahome and Miaka went through to get where they are now. But Nuriko hoped with all his heart that they wouldn't have to face the same fate and would be able stay together.

Then, with a deep sigh, the violette stepped back into the room. When he saw his father, Akito snapped his sky blue eyes to his father's hazel gaze with a sweet smile placed onto his still-forming lips:

"Let's name her Bara* Kisa, daddy."

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The time: 464 B.C.

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Years passed quickly, changing the baby girl and the toddler boy into well-behaved children, much to the staff and the warriors' relieve. The only problem that risen with the children was they were inseparable and it was nearly impossible to get Akito to leave his flower for even a moment. The years birthed an unbreakable bond, one that will be stronger time itself.

But the three men noticed that their beautiful baby wasn't developing as her best friend was, and wasn't as active as the other children. So they took her to the local doctor, as something to ease their worries. But, sadly, it only increased them, however it also increased their love for her:

The kindly doctor believed she has a mysterious condition for the time, it is when you're missing two pieces of your brain which helps you speak clearly and walk. But the warriors made sure that the blooming flower would always feel normal, no matter how hard it will get for her. And despite being bound to a chair, the princess still smiled widely like nothing was wrong with her, she was normal as everyone else was.

And soon, Kisa had turned four. Her uncles put no limits on the party, wanting to give her the best they could. When she entered the brightly colored room, beautiful Kisa screamed her thanks as she threw her arms around the two already there before going to search for the one person she wanted to see. The only one that mattered in the end.

Oh yes, she was happy to see her friends here to have fun and celebrate with her, but it wasn't anything without Akito besides her. Kisa smiled at the children that wished her a joyous birthday, thanking them as her violet eyes searched the room for him, with no avail.

She moved to a spot by a wide window while people buzzed around her, sighing as she started to fix her bright pink kimono, smoothing it down a little, because the strawberry blonde knew he would be there any moment and she wanted to look her very best for him. Even at such a young, the blonde felt something within her heart for the boy she was raised with, she just could not understand what the feelings were.

When a hand brushed her cheek, she was woke from her thoughts, then she looked up and met the sky blue eyes she was waiting for with a bright smile shining upon her lips as Akito smiled his boyish grin. The grin grew while he bent down to get closer to her ear:

"Hey, Kisa-chan, can I give you my present first?" Six-year-old Akito whispered excitedly into her ear. She grinned widely and nodded eagerly, making her reddish golden hair swirl around her head.

He grinned back, gripping the handle-bars tightly in his hands, and pushed her out to the porch, with the other kids making kissy faces and giggling behind them.

Once they were free in the hot sun, the young boy moved to a chair and parked Kisa next to it, taking the seat, fishing in his pocket for something. When a couple minutes passed, he finally took something out of it, laying it down in her lap.

She looked at the box for a moment before looking at her best friend. The boy smiled and nodded, urging her to open it as he bounced nearly out of his chair:

She smiled as she reached up to brush her soft fingers along his jawline to calm him before her hands opened the little black box, revealing the most beautiful ruby bead choker she ever seen. And with wide eyes, the strawberry-blonde gasped, touching the necklace lightly.

"Oh, Akito…it's beautiful, thank you…."

"Read the engraved words on the ribbon." His whisper matched hers.

She did, carefully so, and saw these words imprinted into the back of the dark pink choker:

You're our beloved rose; we will always be by your side, Kisa—

Uncle Nuriko, Tasuki, Chichi and your beloved Hotohori

Kisa smiled, turning her eyes back to his face with a loving stare.

"Thank you."

With that, the two slipped inside and started to play again, this time, though, the necklace was placed around Kisa's neck.

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The year: One year later

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The little girl giggled giddily as she wheeled fast across the palace's lawn, the wind blew though her sunny locks. He was coming! She thought as she rushed behind the tall tree next to the river, still giggling softly and hiding from her best friend.

The children were young princess Kisa and future warrior Akito and they now were five and seven years old the last time they saw each other, and being so innocent at those ages; they didn't see the danger that was coming in the wind. The sun hides the looming danger from the happy children as they chased each other, joyously playing a game. Pair of eyes trained on the already beautiful blonde girl, following the scene with a sneaky smirk.

"The time is coming, priestess. You won't be in my way in the future and I'll be the ruler of this land! No one will stop me!" An evil laugh bellowed out as the pair of glowing icy blue eyes sparkled with excitement, thinking of the future.

Below the hooded figure, the children were blissfully unaware of the sinister change in the air, they were too busy having fun. They weren't old enough to sense that the little girl was the target of a cruel fate and they would not remember the moments they shared as they grew from toddlers to children.

So as the mysterious person waved a hand towards the fun scene, sending a blinding light shooting to the wheelchair-bound girl; the dark greenette boy sneaked behind the giggling girl and he grabbed his best friend, wrapping his arms around her waist. And then young Akito tickled her, earning a mixture of a squeal and a laugh from Kisa they fell to the grassy ground:

"GOTCHA, I win!" The little boy laughed giddily as his friend wiggled in his hold.

"Akito! Stwp it!" Her innocent voice was hoarse and odd, but it always brought a smile to the kingdom's people's faces, especially her uncles and her best friend.

He laughed louder, shaking his head in response to her request. For a few moments, the greenette boy just continued to tickle her for feverishly, giggling giddily before he settled her between his legs, tucking her head underneath his chin, just relaxing and enjoying the feeling of her body against his for a moment.

They might've been children, but from the moment young Kisa was born and was introduced to the then toddler, their unbreakable bond was forged with an intense power and that passionate power was just growing stronger as each year passed. And the children wouldn't pass a chance to touch or just show each other that they loved together.

A few minutes later, Akito shifted his shining sky blue eyes down to her smiling face and he tucked a lose hair behind her ear before breaking the peaceful silence:

"Kisa?"

"Yes, Akito-chan?"

"I'll always protect you; you'll be safe with me."

Kisa blinked feverishly as a flame danced her high set cheekbones while a shy smile made its way across her full lips, her fingers traced up to his neck, moving his hair out of the way to reveal his red sign, which glowed brightly at her touch. As if it was agreeing with the pretty girl's next statement.

"Of course you will; you are the star, silly." The girl smiled sweetly, naïve about the true meaning behind his statement.

Which made Akito sigh deeply, a bit annoyed that he wasn't clear enough, shaking his head at her statement as he grabbed her hand and placing it onto his chest, foolishly not noticing the building light behind them.

"No, né*, I would protect you whether or not I would be a Suzaku Senshi, I'll protect you because I…"

But the boy didn't get to finish his grow-up statement, because the light became so intense that the children had to shed their eyes from the harsh rays, then, with a scream ringing out the peaceful silence, the light quickly disappeared as quickly it came.

Akito growled deeply, angered at the interruption. Wanting to ask his friend what the light was, he looked down but only to find his lap empty.

He gasped loudly, leaping to his feet as his eyes feverishly searched for the blonde beauty but there was no trace of her. His scream roared out to the air as his feet beat against the hard ground, worriedly and feverishly searching for his heart.

The scene looked like a grown man was searching for his love rather than a little boy looking for his lost friend:

"Kisa? Kisa! Where are you?! Dad, I can't find Kisa!"

When no answer replied, the little boy ran to the violette father with tears in his blue eye. The men spun around to the light greenette boy with widen eyes, the meeting forgotten:

"What do you mean you can't find her!? You were just holding her!" Twenty-seven Nuriko yelled angrily, running outside of the room with the other two remaining senshi close behind him.

That was the day that Konan fell in a deep depression, searching for their heart jewel. It was useless though, the beautiful girl was lost to the mystical world, searching for her own heart. For she lost her very self….

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The time: 2004 A.C.

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The light erased Kisa's memories of the life she had in the novel's universe, leaving her in a world she didn't understand nor knew as her home, it turned her life on its head.

The powerful spell gave birth to a whole new person, it was created for that purpose only. Because without the rose princess, as Nuriko lovingly nicknamed her, the world would be unprotected from a powerful enemy.

But, luckily, a familiar woman found her in an alley while the poor lost girl was crying while taking a walk to clear her mind.

A frown appeared on her lips as she pushed the baby carriage to the crying girl and slowly she knelt next to the girl with a kind smile:

"Hello there, are you lost sweetie? Where is your mama?"

At the sound of now older Miaka's voice, the blonde girl's head snapped up from her hands and she cowered to the wall, dropping the fiery choker when she jumped; the choker was the only link she had to her past.

"Watashi ni shite kudasai kizutsukenaide kudasai*!"

At first, the young woman was confused to hear her native tongue from such an American looking girl, she didn't expect it. But after a few beats, Miaka looked at her tenderly, feeling the urge to protect her with all that is in her body and heart:

"I won't hurt you, né. Don't be afraid, shite kudasa, sh….." She whispered gently in her native tongue, caressing the girl's tears away, smiling when the adorable blonde clung to her and tightly held on like she might disappear if she let go.

Miaka didn't mind it, if it eased the poor girl's fears, then she would do anything. She started to hum a simple lullaby as she nuzzled the girl deeper to her, rocking her to dreamland, to put away her fears for the next day. They stayed like this until Miaka knew the nameless girl was asleep, and then as a mother only could, she carried her to the carriage without waking her.

Once she was tucked comfortably next to baby Hikari, the burette woman walked to the dropped necklace and she grasped the soft ribbon, getting a view of the engraved message on the side in red. When she saw the words, the memories of her time in Konan came rushing back, bringing her to her knees as the tears flowed down to her chin and a smile was placed on her lips:

"Well, Taka-chan, looks like the play is continuing. I'm going home soon….."

Her whisper was carried to the midnight blue night sky by the wind, to the heavens where her beloved husband had to go after a deadly battle with cancer three years ago.

And she was alone since the day he died, unwilling to move on from the pain of the loss because Miaka would never want to be with anyone else but Taka:

She was lost until she met….her….

Kisa….

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You're our beloved rose; we will always be by your side, Kisa—

Uncle Nuriko, Tasuki, Chichi and your beloved Hotohori

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As the years wore on, the nameless girl matured into a breathtaking young woman who came to bore the name of Rosemarie Kisa, from the choker she was found with, and she was placed under the care of a good friend of Miaka's until the book finds her once again, waking her destiny and her past, healing the hurt within both the girl's heart and her family's.

She never knew of the necklace or her real identity, she didn't want her to remember something she wasn't ready and mature enough to understand the memories, so Miaka kept the choker until the beautiful flower's eighteenth birthday:

However, the brunette always hinted in stories and fairy tales that Rose was meant for more than the blonde ever would have imagined, telling the children tales of her past and the princess that came after her. Deep inside her, Miaka knew that the beautiful flower was not only the new priestess of Suzaku, but also Konan's future empress. She could never really understand why she knew, the only explanation she could think of was they were connected by Suzaku and he sent her to the former priestess, knowing that she would care for her until the novel found her once again.

As they grew, however, the stories could only do so much. For, in this world, being different is difficult in high school and beyond. And being the adopted daughter of a Chinese/American marine family made it even harder, knowing anything she tried, she would not be good enough, even if her parents loved her dearly.

Miaka always understood how she felt, out of place and the outsider in a world she so very much wanted to fit into but never could no matter how much she tried. The only thing the former priestess could do was hope the book would find her in silence and keep looking out for her like a good aunt should.

But it always hurt her to see Rose in so much pain, this world is so cruel and it is too harsh on a sweet girl like Rose. She always thought the same thought whenever the blonde came to visit Hikari:

'It is unforgiveable; to force this unwanted fate onto her for selfish reasons. I'll make whoever did this to her pay, even if it costs me my life.'

And Miaka made that vow her new duty in her life; she would protect her as if the young priestess was her own daughter, guiding her back to who she was. And the girl would never know pain again.

Yes, Rose would be Kisa once more and she would know how much she is loved. She was sure her warriors missed their soul niece, not to mention how the new warriors must feel. It must have been like losing Miaka all over again…

But soon, she will be returning home, to where it all started, and she will fulfill Taka's last wish, no matter how hard it might be to move on. She will allow her heart to love once more.

Also, Miaka noticed the marks on both Hikari and Sean, the willow and the wing. They will be a part of the mysterious play, just like she and Taka were, and their destinies will intertwined with Rose's forevermore. Loving and protecting her, they will make bonds that will never be broken, they will stay strong.

At first, she was worried for their safely, seeing that the beautiful woman viewed them both as her children although one was not and she didn't want to see them in danger, or even worse, lose them to the cruel battle.

But Miaka soon realized that the worry was a silly feeling to have. With both of their fierce and passionate personalities, they would be strong and faithful warriors. The beautiful brunette knew that no one will be able to cut them down easily.

The beautiful woman would smile widely whenever images of Nuriko and Tasuki entered her mind, the two new warriors remind her of her former protectors in every single way. They will be great and soon she will guide them to the new lives:

And so as the days passed, as the weeks passed, and as the years passed, the boy grew into a very handsome young man and the beautiful girl grew into an even more beautiful young woman, both felt so lost within the walls of their own skin. They never understood why, but they felt as if they were missing a piece of their souls.

The memories they shared as children faded from their minds, folding into the darkest corners of their minds, and they only could access them in dreams. They wondered who was the strangers in their dreams were, holding them dearly to their bodies and loving them so sweetly.

That was going to change, however, as the young lovers' fate will be reborn once more. The legend is now theirs to play. The fairy tale is beginning again, intertwining two destinies into one big drama-filled story.

1. Fated Meetings—Shukumi tekina Mitingu

2. Please, don't hurt me, please.—Watashi ni shite kudasai kizutsukenaide kudasai

3. Rose—Bara

4. Nẻ—Darling