Yo!
Incense and music baby! Haha! I have a TasNuri fic on the way and this time I am being mean by making it a chapter fic! XDD Heck, if ya want more, just say so. And this contains YAOI! GuyxGuy stuff! If you don't like...don't read. Simple as that. And no reviews saying 'this fic sucks.' Shows the intelligance of some people...but heck, those that read I take it are very smart! Heck, ya like FY. That's a start! XDD
I am also gonna work on the FY Email Surveys, even one for the seiryuu seishi (Yui knows how to forward XDD) and we'll even see responses from those in the real world like Keisuke and Tetsuya...(Showdown between Tetsuya and Suboshi! LoL!)
Anyway, this is my newest work. I hope you all enjoy. Nuriko is very thoughtful in this because of his star sign. He is a pieces = water sign = into moods and reflections. I'm a gemini = air sign = can't stop gabbing like right now...Hey! I'm like Chichiri! loL! XDD
And what Nuriko is thinking about dreams is actually in psychology. When one dreams, its either Freud's view (basically of sex and how we wanna do our parents o.o) or of just what happened in the day. I think on a more mystical, symbolic level, thinking that sometimes dreams mean something. I'm still a student in psychology though...High school psychology -_- So don't be too hard on the dream thing...I'm just a junior!
Okay...serious time here...Guess what...I dun own FY. Heck, if I did, I'd be swimming in cash and bishies now. I'm just swimming in incense and plushies for now. Yuu Watase gets to own the bishies and cash...lucky...
Anyway, the show must go on!
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If I dream...
by Shamanic Nuriko
Dreams mean nothing. Or do they mean something? I am plagued by this thought day after day. I wake with a faint feeling of love. My skin would tingle and my heart would feel heavy. It wasn't something I could pick up easily, even if my power was of strength.
What did I dream of? I dreamt of being loved in a garden, overwhelmed by the scent of pollen and sex, sunlight touches and petals making me wild. I dreamt of being rescued from the sapphire rivers, free in the waters yet restricted with water on land. I dreamt of flying in the air, feathers and clouds tickling me and my love.
When I have dreams like that, I really start to hate my subconscious. It is either thoughts of the previous day still reeling in my mind or its my deepest desires. It can be either. That's what I hate about them. They're my thoughts of a 'winged' bandit all day and my deepest desires, wrapped in tears and petals and light.
The worst part is I can't tell anyone. I'm afraid that I'll be looked down upon, especially by him. Yes...me...Nuriko, afraid of one's reaction, yet I show false affection to His Majesty. Why do I do this, torturing myself so? It's a habit. When I was trained, I had to show more love to Hotohori, be the only sun to brighten his day. Any chance I got, I had to make it so he was mine. Now, I wish my chances were at another.
Chances are like dreams. They appear from time to time, but you must grasp one at any and every opportunity to bring you closer to what you want.
With my luck, I'll miss every chance and my dreams will haunt me still.
I sat outside. I needed to clear my thoughts from all of this. I can't let personal problems bring me down when my duty as a seishi comes first. I can wear a mask of bright daisies and sunflowers to fool everyone. I can hide the blood drenched roses in my heart. It works every time.
It's nice to be outside. I can feel my worries lift away as the demons are shown to the light. They disappear. They become dust and flutter to another. At least, I wished that would happen. But now I am clear. Clear. Pure.
The river is pure. It reflects something it isn't, yet once it is in possession, it shows its true nature. Blue, then clear. Maybe I'm like that. I reflect something I'm not...yet when I am with the one I want, I am true. Maybe that's why the river gives me peace, because I am like it.
The wind howls something fierce but lonely. The howl brings petals and leaves to my feet as my berry colored tunic clings to my lanky body. I close my eyes. That wind would paint everything in its path light blue. That's what I see. I would be that way as well. Maybe it would paint him that as well and we would be blended together...
No! I came outside to stop those thoughts. I need the tranquility of nature to soothe me...but the wind brings something else. I can feel it. Smell it too. Peaches? But they grow on the other side of the kingdom. It's my imagination. I'm thinking of him. I need to sit and close my eyes. A small nap would do me fine.
So I do so. The tree next to the river is just fine as I relax in the shade. Funny. My skin is so pale it seems to glow like the moonlight. I wonder what it looks like in the actual light of the moon. In the shade, he would look like midnight and his eyes would shine like the sun. Especially against me, wouldn't he?
I'm in my own paradise. Me and my dreams up in the clouds. Chance will join me soon, won't it?
I know they will. They have to. My luck must turn good at some point.
"Ha! In yer own dream world again?"
Chance comes to me now as a bandit. I turn and there he is dressed in midnight with fireworks for hair and eyes like two golden moons. Under the shade of the willow tree he is dark and his voice seems like crackling jewels.
Do I grasp this chance...this dream...?