I was just reading my Fushigi Yuugi manga, and I read the part when
Miaka, Chichiri, and Tasuki went to rescue Tamahome from Nakago and Yui.
Wellllllll, Tasuki and Chichiri had a little almost half scene that could
have turned romantic with the right prompting. Heehee, I'll be there to do
the prompting!! YAOI WARNING!!!!
For Want of Love
By: Meg-chan
Chichiri sat outside the door to Tasuki's room and twiddled with the hem of his robes. He was worried out of his mind. He looked up at the moon and thought about what had just happened. The Tamahome that he thought he knew had just beat the living crap out of Tasuki.
He had never told this to anyone, but in the short time that they had known each other, Chichiri had fallen head over heals in love with the fiery bandit. But he knew Tasuki could never feel the same way. No matter how many times he claimed he hated women, Chichiri knew that Tasuki loved Miaka. The young monk sighed.
All of a sudden the door cracked open and out walked Mitsukake. Chichiri jumped up so fast that he got a little light headed. He clutched Mitsukake's shoulder to gain his bearings. "How is he? Will he be all right? Gods, tell me he's all right!"
Mitsukake smiled down at the blue haired monk. "He's fine. He's asleep now, but you can go see him now if you need to."
Chichiri blushed, knowing that he had gotten too excited. "Thank you no da." murmured Chichiri almost inaudibly. He opened the door slowly and walked in. The room was dark and he heard the slow even breathing of Tasuki as he slept.
Chichiri knelt down beside the sleeping man. He reached up and pulled off his mask. His hands dropped into has lap and he stared at his fellow constellation. He was relieved that he was okay, but a deep sadness welled up in his chest. Chichiri stretched out his hand and began to trace his features in the air. Tauski moved and rolled over, and Chichiri pulled his hand away quickly. He held his breath, and let it out only when Tasuki's breathing returned to normal.
Chichiri's head swam with all the emotions running through it. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his head out a little. It didn't help much, but he did manage to fall asleep. He hadn't realized just how much the battle had taken out of him.
Later that night, close to three in the morning, Tasuki woke up and looked around the room. He saw moonlight filtering through the window and onto the wall. He turned to his right and sucked in a gulp of air. Sitting there was Chichiri, without his mask on of all things. Tasuki turned quickly onto his back. A million thoughts ran through his head all at once, but one was most prominent. "Does he know?!?!" He had told Nuriko about his true feelings for the blue haired monk. He trusted him and had never suspected him to spill. But why else would he be here other than to tell him off.
A fleeting thought passed though his head. Maybe he didn't know, and he was just here be cause he was worried. "What the fuck am I thinking? Chichiri could never feel that way about me. But what if he did?" Tasuki shook his head not wanting to get his hopes up, only to have them crash down on his head. He sighed. Suzaku what he wouldn't give to get some kind of response from Chichiri. He turned his head and just lay there and watched him as the hours passed.
A few hours later, just as dawn was breaking over the hills, the light hit Chichiri's face and lit up his features. Tasuki blushed as the object of his affection looked so beautiful. Chichiri's eye fluttered open suddenly. He saw the young bandit staring at him. He quickly averted his eye as he blushed, and Tasuki turned over away from him. "Why the hell are you here?"
"Is it not alright for me to be here no da?"
"I don't mind, but fuck, it's just not what I expected first thing in the morning."
"Oh, well, I didn't mean to startle you no da. I'll leave if you want no da." He rose to his feet and began to walk to the door. He stopped several steps away from the door. A new look of determination spread across his face. His brow furrowed and he turned suddenly.
Chichiri decided to go against all his gut feelings and throw sanity to the fucking wolves. He walked up to the young fiery haired bandit, who was looking very much surprised. "I don't care if you hate me for this afterwards, but I can't put up this façade any longer. Tasuki.I.I.I love you!" the monk screamed.
The bandit sat in his bed, speechless. This was more then he could have ever hoped for, but now that the time had come, all he could was to stare at the beautiful monk.
Chichiri took Tacuki's silence for rejection. "I don't know what I thought would happen." he thought to him self. He turned quickly on his heal and ran out the door.
Well??? What do you think so far?? Let me know!!!! Please!!!!!! Arigato!!!!
For Want of Love
By: Meg-chan
Chichiri sat outside the door to Tasuki's room and twiddled with the hem of his robes. He was worried out of his mind. He looked up at the moon and thought about what had just happened. The Tamahome that he thought he knew had just beat the living crap out of Tasuki.
He had never told this to anyone, but in the short time that they had known each other, Chichiri had fallen head over heals in love with the fiery bandit. But he knew Tasuki could never feel the same way. No matter how many times he claimed he hated women, Chichiri knew that Tasuki loved Miaka. The young monk sighed.
All of a sudden the door cracked open and out walked Mitsukake. Chichiri jumped up so fast that he got a little light headed. He clutched Mitsukake's shoulder to gain his bearings. "How is he? Will he be all right? Gods, tell me he's all right!"
Mitsukake smiled down at the blue haired monk. "He's fine. He's asleep now, but you can go see him now if you need to."
Chichiri blushed, knowing that he had gotten too excited. "Thank you no da." murmured Chichiri almost inaudibly. He opened the door slowly and walked in. The room was dark and he heard the slow even breathing of Tasuki as he slept.
Chichiri knelt down beside the sleeping man. He reached up and pulled off his mask. His hands dropped into has lap and he stared at his fellow constellation. He was relieved that he was okay, but a deep sadness welled up in his chest. Chichiri stretched out his hand and began to trace his features in the air. Tauski moved and rolled over, and Chichiri pulled his hand away quickly. He held his breath, and let it out only when Tasuki's breathing returned to normal.
Chichiri's head swam with all the emotions running through it. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his head out a little. It didn't help much, but he did manage to fall asleep. He hadn't realized just how much the battle had taken out of him.
Later that night, close to three in the morning, Tasuki woke up and looked around the room. He saw moonlight filtering through the window and onto the wall. He turned to his right and sucked in a gulp of air. Sitting there was Chichiri, without his mask on of all things. Tasuki turned quickly onto his back. A million thoughts ran through his head all at once, but one was most prominent. "Does he know?!?!" He had told Nuriko about his true feelings for the blue haired monk. He trusted him and had never suspected him to spill. But why else would he be here other than to tell him off.
A fleeting thought passed though his head. Maybe he didn't know, and he was just here be cause he was worried. "What the fuck am I thinking? Chichiri could never feel that way about me. But what if he did?" Tasuki shook his head not wanting to get his hopes up, only to have them crash down on his head. He sighed. Suzaku what he wouldn't give to get some kind of response from Chichiri. He turned his head and just lay there and watched him as the hours passed.
A few hours later, just as dawn was breaking over the hills, the light hit Chichiri's face and lit up his features. Tasuki blushed as the object of his affection looked so beautiful. Chichiri's eye fluttered open suddenly. He saw the young bandit staring at him. He quickly averted his eye as he blushed, and Tasuki turned over away from him. "Why the hell are you here?"
"Is it not alright for me to be here no da?"
"I don't mind, but fuck, it's just not what I expected first thing in the morning."
"Oh, well, I didn't mean to startle you no da. I'll leave if you want no da." He rose to his feet and began to walk to the door. He stopped several steps away from the door. A new look of determination spread across his face. His brow furrowed and he turned suddenly.
Chichiri decided to go against all his gut feelings and throw sanity to the fucking wolves. He walked up to the young fiery haired bandit, who was looking very much surprised. "I don't care if you hate me for this afterwards, but I can't put up this façade any longer. Tasuki.I.I.I love you!" the monk screamed.
The bandit sat in his bed, speechless. This was more then he could have ever hoped for, but now that the time had come, all he could was to stare at the beautiful monk.
Chichiri took Tacuki's silence for rejection. "I don't know what I thought would happen." he thought to him self. He turned quickly on his heal and ran out the door.
Well??? What do you think so far?? Let me know!!!! Please!!!!!! Arigato!!!!