Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi nor do I own its characters. I am merely borrowing it for this story. It belongs to its creator, Yuu Watase and to those people who bought the rights for it.
Summary: The famous band Scarlet Phoenix is back in Japan from its tour around Europe. The four band members are forced to study in Jonan High while preparing for their next tours and concerts. They bump with two high school girls who, coincidentally, also studies in the same school. Love, friendship and forgotten memories unfold as they get to know each other as well as other people.
Scarlet Phoenix
Prologue:
A huge white mansion stood in a secluded spot in the outskirts of Tokyo, Japan. A beautiful lake surrounded by cherry blossom and wisteria trees was in one side of the mansion while various flower fields and a wide maze with a statue of an angel in the center of a fountain beside a gazebo stood on another. A high glass window overlooking these slowly opened and a girl with the long pale blue hair and light golden brown eyes peeked out of the half-open window.
She glanced at the scenery before taking a deep breath and smiled while walking back inside the room. The room had pale blue hues of wallpaper covering its walls while white curtains were hanging on every window. A king-sized bed with pale blue draperies and feather pillows were set on one side while a vanity table and chair were placed on the other. Beside the huge oak double doors was a wall lined with shelves full of various books. Directly opposite the doors was a hidden glass door leading to the balcony. An adjoining bathroom was located beside the vanity table. The floor was made of marble with thick layers of light gold carpet spread on top of it, covering every inch of the room. In the middle of the room was a medium two-person glass table with a vase of fresh lilies placed in the center. She glanced fleetingly around the room before walking towards the bathroom.
After twenty minutes inside she went out wearing a plain white long-sleeved dress with matching white sandals. She crossed the room, took her purse on top of the vanity table and went out, closing the door softly behind her. As she made her way on the hallway outside her room, a passing maid politely greeted her whom she also greeted back. When she reached the main stairs, she slowly descended it. An elderly butler greeted her at the end of the stairs.
"Good morning, my lady. Are you leaving now? What would you like to eat for breakfast?" he asked politely.
"Good morning. Yes, I'm leaving after breakfast. I think I'll have…some toasts and bacon...and a fruit shake please," she answered politely.
The butler nodded his head once before proceeding to the kitchen to tell the head chef her order while she went on to the dining room. She sat at the head of the long mahogany table and waited for her meal. Two maidservants entered the dining room a few minutes later. One was carrying a tray of toasts and bacons while the other was carrying a tray with a tall glass of fruit shake and a glass of water in it. They arranged her meal on the table in front of her then they quietly left the room after she had thanked them politely.
She ate her meal slowly and when she had finished, she took a small medicine container from her purse. She took two tablets and three capsules from it then she swallowed a tablet and drank some water. She continued on doing that until she had swallowed all five medicines. Sighing warily, she returned the medicine container to her purse and stood up gracefully. She walked out of the dining room and went towards the main door of the mansion.
A black Roll's Royce was parked outside the door awaiting her. She glanced at the butler who had opened the door for her.
"I really think that you should ride the limousine instead of this one my lady," he commented formally.
She sweat dropped and shook her head. "What is the use of riding a limousine when there is only one passenger?" she responded politely.
"But as the sole heir to the Hanamoto fortune…" he trailed off.
"It will drop me at the café anyway so it doesn't matter. Besides, you know very well that I hate showing off." She said patiently.
"As you wish, my lady." He said as he closed the door of the car. The ride was peaceful and Michelle was thankful for that. It wasn't easy being an only child of a very wealthy business man; the people's expectations were sometimes just too much. It didn't help that she couldn't handle pressure very well because of her condition.
She sighed sadly as she stared outside the car's window. The scenery was as tranquil as ever after all; she thought wryly, that was the main reason why her father bought this particular land. She preferred quiet, un-crowded places and her father noticed that so he bought the land and had a mansion built in it.
'If only…I know he's doing all of these things for me but…I don't really need a mansion or any of the luxuries that he gives me…the only thing that I really want is just to be with him, be able to spend time with him…I barely see him…it's either he's on a business trip or a business meeting…I just want to be with my father…is that so wrong?' she thought sadly.
The stillness of the car broke through her thoughts; the chauffeur had parked beside a small French café. She thanked the chauffeur before going out of the car. She waved at him as the car left. The street was strangely empty and she wondered about the reason why such a thing is happening when she heard running footsteps. She turned around to face the approaching figure and her left eye twitched as she stared at a panting black-haired girl with dark brown eyes whose hair was tied up in a high ponytail and was wearing a black tube with matching vest, Capri, racer gloves and high-heeled sandals.
"You're late, Ayashi." She finally commented, still eyeing the girl's outfit.
"Sorry Michelle, I got held up." Ayashi replied sheepishly.
"It's fine. But we better up or else they get worried that we haven't arrived yet. They might think we were kidnapped or something…" Michelle said warily.
"Yeah, they tend to overreact about you not me. I'm not the one being followed everywhere I go." Ayashi retorted.
"Please don't remind me about that again." Michelle pleaded exasperatedly.
"Well it did happen. Sheesh, we were late for five minutes and they totally freaked out. It wasn't our fault the streets were crowded and that there was a traffic jam." Ayashi stated matter-of-factly.
"Fine. Let's just go already! We're really late. We'll have to run because you just had to reminisce the past." Michelle grumbled impatiently.
"Alright, alright. We're leaving! Come on then." Ayashi muttered under her breath.
"More work, less talk." Michelle said as she walked briskly towards the other side of the sidewalk.
"Hey! Wait up!" Ayahi shouted as she ran to catch up with her friend.
Author's notes:
Okay. This is the first fic that I had ever written. I wrote this because of my friend who is totally obsessed with Fushigi Yuugi. I dedicate this to her. I hope I could at least be satisfactory to you readers, especially her. I'll work hard on this story and I already have a lot of plans for it so don't worry. Reviews, comments, criticisms, recommendations, suggestions etc. are welcomed except for ill words. I don't take too kindly about it. Suggestions for songs to be used for the story are also welcomed. Anyway, thanks for reading my story. Till next time!