Disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi and all related trademarks and stuff are copywrited to Yuu Watase. We don't own it, and this work is not meant to try and infringe on her copywrite. Also, there are references to Inuyasha, which is Rumiko Takahashi's. I don't claim to be the creator of either series in this story. It was written for our entertainment (and yours) so please don't sue us.

A/N: Hello all! This is Genjitsu and Chisai Hanyou. This is our brain-child, Kaji Hane, Koori Tsume! Long name, but it's really cool! For those who don't know how to translate that, it's read as Burning Feather, Frozen Claw.

This story has been in the workshop for a long time. It was based on Chisai Hanyou's dreams spanning over a week that detailed the journeys of two young women who got sucked into a book. We all know the base of these dreams, the manga and anime from Yuu Watase, Fushigi Yuugi.

However, the characters may not have the same personalities you remember, if you followed the original story. That is because the warriors are under the influence of two priestesses with completely different attitudes, likes, dislikes, and constitution than Miaka and Yui, the original priestesses of Seiryu and Suzaku.

If you got tired of Tamahome, Miaka, or Yui, then this story is just for you! We have replaced them with completely different girls, and followed the story as it would commence with the new personalities. And that is the reason you're favorite warriors might seem different. But, it was in the original series as well: the warriors were formed to fit the needs of the priestess!

Note: If you remember the names being different, we used the Japanese names rather than the Chinese for this story. For example: Tasuki's bandit name is Genro rather than Huan-Lang.

So anyway, we really hope you review! We (Genjitsu and Chisai Hanyou) love reviews, so anytime you wanna review would be awesome! Even if you wanna criticize, we'll love your review. Promise. This is Chisai Hanyou and Genjitsu, signing off now. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as we enjoyed writing it!

-Chisai Hanyou and Genjitsu

A young girl was walking down a dusty road toward a small village in the distance. She shielded her eyes from the setting sun and turned to look behind her, watching her footprints being blown away. The landscape was not dreary, but rather it was empty and silent. A feeling of unreality swept over the girl and she shivered. The wind was not cold, but it was strong enough to cause the girl's dark blue skirt to flutter, despite her efforts to control it. Her hair was partially held back by a silver clip, but otherwise, it too was being tugged by the wind. She had no idea that she was being watched.

The girl pulled her jacket tight around her body and turned back on her path, walking quickly in hopes that she would reach the village before everyone had finished dinner. The watcher cursed as a horse-cart passed by, seemingly coming out of nowhere. He had been ready to make his move, but he had to wait again. He wasn't to make any disturbances. The watcher studied the girl, taking in every detail.

She was wearing a dark blue pleated skirt with a matching jacket, both with neat burgundy trimming. In his opinion, she wasn't wearing nearly enough clothing. While her white socks came up practically to her knees, the skirt seemed to barely cover anything at all! When she looked back, the watcher managed to get a glimpse of her face before hiding from view. She was beautiful! Her hair was a light brown, and when the sun hit it, there were glints of gold, red, and copper. Her eyes were an intense stormy blue framed by dark, lovely eyelashes. The contemplative look she wore did nothing to diminish the general effect of the foreign features. She turned around again and continued toward the village.

The watcher came out of hiding, staring at her, lost in thought. This had to be the girl he was looking for. Her clothing was unlike any he had ever seen before, and he was sure he had never seen that color eyes or hair before. The watcher looked for the girl, but she was gone. Cursing, he realized he had allowed her to escape into the village, and silent as a shadow, he left.

Yumi looked around the tiny village. She couldn't remember how long she had been walking, but she knew she needed some food. Her stomach was growling, her feet hurt, and she didn't know where she was or how she got there, not to mention the fact that she had no money. She tried to remember how she had ended up in this strange place. She could remember being in the library. She was with her best friend, Megumi, working on a project. She was researching ancient China, and it was getting late. Yumi tried hard to remember what came next, but it impossible.

Yumi sighed and searched out a food stand. Maybe this was some sort of strange dream. She didn't know you could be hungry in a dream. She didn't like the idea, but she decided she could ask for food. She found a shaded stand, and was about to ask for a sample, when something caused her to look up, beyond the village. There, she saw a mountain in the shape a wolf howling at the moon. Suddenly, Yumi felt a desire to go there. She couldn't explain it, but she felt a tugging on her soul, and she was sure she was being told to go to the mountain. Yumi looked down again at the man selling the food, and was about to ask him about the mountain when she saw how he was looking at her. His eyes traveled up her body in a way that made her decidedly uncomfortable. Resisting the urge to slap the man, Yumi looked elsewhere to ask about the mountain. She found an amiable-looking woman and tried to get the woman's attention, but she was busy. However, a small girl near the woman noticed Yumi. So did a little boy who could only be her brother. It was then that Yumi noticed that everyone in this little town was dressed in the styles described in her textbooks as the clothing of ancient China.

The little girl tugged on Yumi's skirt, and she bent down to be able to look the girl in the face. The girl was looking at Yumi in awe and admiration.

"Are you the priestess?" The girl asked. Yumi was completely confused.

"The wh-what?" Yumi asked the girl, but the little boy answered her.

"Well, you are wearing funny clothes, and you're really pretty! You MUST be the priestess!" The little boy looked at her, blushing slightly. Yumi didn't know what to say. She opened her mouth to try to respond, but was saved having to answer.

"Shinju, Chiharu! Leave the girl alone!" The woman Yumi had tried to speak to before was gathering up her children.

"I'm sorry, miss. Were they bothering you?" The woman asked Yumi. Yumi started to shake her head, then remembered the reason she was trying to talk to her.

"Um, can I ask you a question?" The woman nodded, and Yumi went on ahead with her question.

"What's the name of that mountain there?" Yumi pointed to the wolf-shaped mountain. The woman looked in the direction Yumi was pointing.

"Oh, that's Mt. Reikaku." Before Yumi could even thank the woman, she had moved on. Yumi was starting to be unsettled by the strange looks the villagers were giving her, and decided to keep moving. The sky was almost dark, and Yumi wanted to be away from people when she was alone.

Still hungry, Yumi left the village behind her, her eyes on the mountain ahead of her. With every minute that passed, the need to reach the mountain became stronger. Gradually, the sky became darker, and Yumi was starting to wonder when she was going to wake up. If she was going to wake, that is. Yumi heard the clop of hooves, and stepped off the road. She waited for the cart to come level with her, and jumped in the bed in the back. Taking advantage of the rest, Yumi took off her shoes and massaged her tired feet. While she was tying up her shoelaces again, Yumi thought she saw a glimmer next to her. Yumi looked intently at the spot where she had seen it, but she saw nothing.

Suddenly, the desire to get to the mountain lessened a little. Puzzled, Yumi looked over the sides of the cart, and saw that if she wanted to get there, she would need to hoof it the rest of the way, because her ride was passing the path to the mountain. Hastily finishing with her shoes, Yumi jumped off the cart and made her way toward the path. The sky was now completely dark. Still walking, Yumi looked up at the sky, and was astounded by all the stars she could see. It was as though there had never been a cloud in the sky, like there had never been any pollution. Come to think of it, there probably hasn't been any pollution, as I seem to have gone back in time.

Yumi stared at the sky for a few more seconds before she heard rustling nearby. She brought her attention to her surroundings again. The stars gave a little light to see by, and Yumi looked around for the source of the noise. As soon as she started looking, Yumi saw five shadowy shapes approaching her. A torch flared into life, casting confusing shadows, but also giving Yumi enough light to evaluate the situation. They were men. Five of them. Now that they knew Yumi had seen them, they began talking among themselves.

"Hey there, baby! Why don't you come with us?" Yumi stiffened. Why did everyone have to be perverted? And why couldn't this dream end already?

"Look at her! She sure is a prize!" Another voice said from nearby, and there was some rude laughing all around.

"Why don't we take her for ourselves first, eh, Boss?" Yumi was not wasting time. She tried to turn around and run, but found herself surrounded. She set herself in a defensive stance. She wasn't a member of the kendo club for nothing. Looking around, Yumi noticed a perfect rock that she could use as a weapon if she needed it.

"I wonder if the little jewel is a virgin!" Yumi ignored the comments, and kept herself at the ready. Realizing that they were all advancing at once, Yumi decided that offensive was the best option. With a yell, Yumi threw herself at the smallest man, maneuvering around him and kicking him in the back of his knees. While he was still stumbling, Yumi got behind him and elbowed him in the back of his neck, throwing her entire weight into the attack. But she didn't let the victory go to her head when the man slumped down on the ground.

"On your guard, boys. This one thinks she's a fighter!" Yumi spun around to face the next attack, keeping as calm as she could. From her martial arts training, she knew that if she became nervous, she would be finished. This time the attack came from two sides. Yumi kicked the closer one and hit the other guy in the same motion, but was thrown off balance. These guys were a lot heavier and harder to knock down than the girls in her P.E. class. Regaining her footing, Yumi backed away, realizing that neither man had been knocked down. They regained their balance and came at her, the looks on their faces worse than ever.

"You'll pay for that one, honey." The man coming to her left growled and ran at her. Yumi was ready, except that in the last bit of intervening space, the man pulled a knife out of his sleeve. Yumi dodged the first swing, gritting her teeth as she saw a few strands of her hair flutter to the ground. Please! Let me wake up already! Yumi wanted to scream, but knew nobody would hear her and that her wish for wakefulness would not be granted. Maneuvering herself back to her original position, Yumi managed to get hold of the sharp knife-like rock she had seen earlier. Knowing what would probably happen to her if she let herself be beaten, Yumi threw herself at her attackers. With a satisfying slash, Yumi knew she had gotten someone. She smiled and started wondering if she could make an escape. She knew she wouldn't be able to beat the entire group, but maybe she could get away. In a moment, I'll try to slip away. She thought, but too soon.

Yumi suddenly felt someone grab her left arm, the one holding her only weapon. Before she could wriggle out of the cloaked man's grasp, another man had taken hold of her other arm and together they pinned her to the ground. For the first time, Yumi got a good look at their faces. These two had to be brothers. Both of them would have looked rather handsome, except that Yumi knew what they intended to do to her. A third approached, and Yumi got a good look at him as well. She winced. This must be the one she slashed. He had a jagged gauge across his cheek and blood was dripping down onto his shirt. Kicking and struggling, Yumi tried to free herself of the men's hold, knowing she didn't want to let this man have his revenge.

"You think you can get away, huh? No chance. Hold her, boys, this may take awhile, and she's not gonna like it..." He grabbed Yumi's jacket and ripped it open. Yumi screamed at him to let her go, but her pleas fell on deaf ears.

"We're gonna have to tame you before we sell you, pretty, and we'll start right now." The man said, one hand now on her throat, the other working her shirt off. Yumi tried to bite his hand, but he squeezed sharply, cutting off her oxygen. Yumi knew she had lost, but wasn't going down without a fight. With her arms still pinned and the man sitting on her legs, there wasn't much she could do. She could hear lewd calls and comments from all sides, and yelled for help.

SMACK! Yumi's cheek stung from the force of the slap, but she didn't stop crying for help and struggling, her cries fast growing weaker as she ran out of air. She dimly realized that she felt the cool night air against her chest, but everything was growing dimmer and fuzzier as she was passing out. In her semiconscious state, Yumi thought she heard shouting.

There was a blaze of heat and light, and suddenly Yumi could breathe again. She looked up, and saw that she was free. Too weak to sit up, she turned her head and saw her capturers running down the pass. Yumi slowly turned to look the other way, and saw a shadowy figure holding a large weapon over his shoulder that glinted in the starlight. Yumi tried to sit up, but decided to stay down when she felt pain shoot through her entire body. In the distance, Yumi heard yells and she was sure she recognized the voice of the man who had molested her. He was begging for his life. With a strange feeling of satisfaction, Yumi hoped that whoever was threatening the man killed him quickly. A dark shadow passed over her, followed by the howl of wolves. Wolves?

"Rekka Shin'en!" Once again, Yumi saw a blaze of light that quickly faded. Not sure what this meant, Yumi took the time to try once again to sit up. She crawled over to the side of the pass and sat leaning against the rock, heaving huge amounts of air, hoping her headache would go away soon. Stabs of pain lanced through her stomach, reminding Yumi that she hadn't eaten all day. Yumi stood up, feeling lucky that she hadn't been abused any worse than she had, and alone stood in the pass. Suddenly, the feeling of needing to reach the mountain disappeared completely. A dark figure was moving in her direction. Yumi recognized the profile as the man who had been holding the weapon earlier.

Yumi felt tears splashing down her face as she ran at her rescuer and grabbed the front of his coat, burying her face against his chest. Suddenly, she felt a gentle hand tilt her face upward, and the man bent down to kiss her. Yumi was surprised, but didn't pull back. He had just saved her life, and deserved much more in payment. Anyway, Yumi couldn't explain it to herself, but she felt safe around this man. He looked down and Yumi could see his eyes sparkling in the darkness.

"I have found you, Priestess of Suzaku."