Let It Burn, a fushigi yuugi fanfic

Disclaimer: No matter what the voices in my head tell me, I don't own Fushigi Yuugi.

Let It Burn

I ain't right for me to say this

But it's comin from my heart

It was a beautiful evening. She and Taka had gone to a carnival and were now ambling through the park, simply enjoying the evening and each other. With her eyes shining, Yuuki Miaka smiled at her longtime boyfriend Sukanami Taka, the reincarnation of her beloved Tamahome. Sadly, he didn't have his memories of his past life, but she still loved him. As they neared a bench, Taka motioned for them to sit down. She tried to snuggle, but he pushed her away, opting to hold her shoulders and face her seriously.

"Miaka……"

"Yes, what is it Taka?" she asked curiously.

"…..I think we should break up."

"W-w-what?!"

Been a long time comin

We had been fell apart

Taka sighed as he tried to regain his composure. He loved Miaka, but………..it just wasn't working out. He felt like he was being used, used as a replacement for this "Tamahome" guy. It didn't help matters that he had been called by his name for the first month that they had known each other.

We wanna work this out

But I don't think you're gonna change

I do but you don't think its best we go our separate ways

Tell me why I should stay in this relationship

When I'm hurtin baby

I ain't happy baby

Cause there's so many things I can't do

And I think that you should

Let it burn

"Am I not pretty enough? Did I make you mad? What did I do wrong?!" Miaka hyperventilated.

"It's……it's nothing that you can change," Taka explained, a pained expression apparent on his face. He continued,"Well, it's-I mean, I just feel that I'm not the one you think about when we kiss. When you're with me, I want you to be with ME, not Tamahome."

"Taka……"

When the feelin ain't the same in your body towards you

Don't you know, you gotta let it go

Cause the party ain't jumpin' like it used to

Even though this might ruin you

Let it burn

Gotta let it burn

Deep down you know it's best we separate

But you hate the thought of ever being with someone else

But you know that it's over

Even though this might ruin you

Let it burn

Gotta let it burn

Miaka held back her tears as Taka explained why they shouldn't be together anymore. She didn't understand! What was the point of not being with him? A world without him was a world that hurt like, well, something that hurt. The pain was indescribable. What did he mean that he was only a replacement? She was over Tamahome, but he WAS Tamahome, but he was also Taka, and she loved Taka, but she loved Tamahome, but he WAS Tamahome too-

"Miaka, I'm sorry. I wish this could have turned out differently. I-I-I could honestly see myself spending my life with you, if only things were different."

She couldn't move. Her mind was yelling things at her, but she didn't understand what it was saying, and even if she COULD do something she didn't know WHAT it would be. Should she cry? Should she try to beg for him to listen to her?

"It would be best if you found a new boyfriend, because I'm definitely going to be getting a new girlfriend. Good-bye Miaka, and thanks for the memories." And with that, Miaka watched her boyfrie- no, EX-boyfriend walk away, taking her cookie-crumbled heart with him.

Said some things I'm not supposed to

Got somebody here but I want you

Cause the feelin' ain't the same

Find myself gonna blurt your name

Baby this time can you understand

All fellas can you feel my pain

It's the way I feel

Now it's too late

Now she ain't comin back

What I gotta do now
To get my shorty back

Man I don't know what I'm gonna do without my boo

"What am I doing here……?" murmured Taka as the waiter at the strip joint handed him his cappuccino. His mind readily supplied him with memories of a certain chubby and naïve highschooler, automatically replaying last month's painful breakup.

"Oh yeah," he groaned, holding his head in his hands, begging the memories of his cruelty and coldness to vanish as did the clothes of the ladies on stage. If he had one last chance to make things right, he would; however, Yui had made SURE that Taka couldn't come within a mile of her, literally. And with a now familiar sinking feeling in his heart, and ironically, his stomach, he knew that his former koi had moved on.

You been gone to long

Been big-eleven days

Umpteen hours

I'm gonna be burnin till you return

Taka was walking downtown, trying his best to blend in with the crowd and loose himself in the rush. Ironically, this was the only place where he could find peace. However, a familiar head of hair startled him, making his heart do the cha-cha.

"Miaka…..?" he whispered, afraid that she might disappear into some godforsaken pothole or into a random taxi. As he leaned against a bakery window, he registered her companion. Correction, her MALE companion. Hang on, small amendment, MALE companion HOLDING HER HAND. A growl burst from his throat, making some passing children giggle, but he couldn't help but be jealous of the oddly-colored haired boy with his ex-girlfriend. Sighing, he left, finding the proof that he needed to move on with his life.

When the feelin ain't the same in your body towards you

Don't you know, you gotta let it go

Cause the party ain't jumpin like it used to

Even though this might ruin you

Let it burn

Gotta let it burn

Deep down you know it's best we separate

But you hate the thought of ever being with someone else

But you know that it's over

Even though this might ruin you

Let it burn

Gotta let it burn

Miaka listlessly checked the clock on the bank's scrolling sign thingy that also gave the temperature. Really, it had only been a half an hour since Taka had left her? And it was only 73° outside? Really, it had felt like it had been hours, and a great deal colder. She laughed bitterly, thinking that hell would be paradise compared to this torture. She ran to Tokyo Tower, thanking Suzaku that it was open all hours to encourage tourism. She braced herself against the railing, prepping herself to jump. However, a strong grasp on her shoulder made her turn around and gasp.

"You…..how……."

"What's wrong Miaka-chan?" He impishly grinned at her and pulled her close. He murmured in her ear," I've lived as a seishi for your sake alone. I'll follow you to the ends of the earth, and I'll protect you forever, unlike that bastard Obake-chan."

I am twisted

Cause one side of me's telling me I need to move on

On the other side I

Wanna break down and cry

Oh I am twisted

Cause on one side of me's telling me I need to move on

On the other side I

Wanna break down and cry

Too many days

So many hours

I'm still burning till you return

Oh, there were tears, and there were trashbags filled with wrappers of chocolate bars used to try to cheer herself up, and non-suprisingly she had been only a few inches away from suicide more than once; she openly admitted this, and yet now, a month after Taka had abandoned her like a bastard puppy from a purebred lineage, someone had picked her off of the ground and onto her feet. Someone that had always been there for her, making her laugh, drying her tears, sharing all of the bad times and definitely some of the good times, with a cup of sake in hand, of course. Her lips involuntarily curved towards the sky as she thought of her savior.

When the feelin ain't the same in your body towards you

Don't you know, you gotta let it go

Cause the party ain't jumpin like it used to

Even though this might ruin you

Let it burn

Gotta let it burn

Deep down you know it's best we separate

But you hate the thought of ever being with someone else

But you know that it's over

Even though this might ruin you

Let it burn

Gotta let it burn

"Ne, Miaka-chan?"

"What is it?"

"Miaka…….aishteru."

"R-really?!"

"Of course, baka. I came to this world for you, I'd even die for you. I love you, and nothing will ever change that."

"Thank, you. And…….Aishteru, Tasuki."

:P THE END!!! :P