[RE-EDITED]
April 8, 2004
A/N: Hello... This is my first fic here. (I already have one, but I have a feeling that it's rejected "there"... I'm thinking of removing it *kaso* it will be just a waste of my effort if I'll just remove it, right *diba*?)
Anyway, (enough of *sentimientos*) I became inspired reading of some fics here so Fushigi Yuugi became the next basis of my next ideas for some lovey- doveys... especially to my favorite anime couple, Miaka and Tamahome.
Phrases in ()'s are my comments.
So, here it is... "When The Emperor's Successor Loves"
Setting: In the old times of China, in the province of Konan...
Chapter I: The Woman Of The Fields
On a small hut near a stream lives a widow, with her son and daughter. The widow's husband died because of illness and this became a heavy burden for them. For their living, they almost spend every whole day in the fields, the only property left by the widow's husband. They need to work more to have enough money for their food and for their other daily needs.
At a very young age, the widow's son, Keisuke (seven), and her daughter, Miaka (five), grew working hard everyday. They spend almost everyday in the fields helping their mother rather than playing and enjoying with other children. However, they are still happy with each other's presence. Their mother didn't forget her responsibilities and they could feel their mother's true love for them...
"Mama..." said little Miaka to her mother. They are walking on their way home from the fields. Miaka has this serious expression on her face, despite of her young age.
"What is it?" Is something bothering you?" asked her mother, looking at her innocent and deep brown eyes.
"Mama, promise me and big brother that you'll never leave us, that we will never be apart from one another. Mama, please promise. Don't leave us like what Papa did." Miaka said wearing a worried look.
"Miaka, of course mother will never leave us. She loves us, why will she do that?" Keisuke said. "Besides, you also have me, your big big brother who also loves you... very much." He placed Miaka at his back and brought her, Miaka's arms wrapped on his neck, her legs on his waist. He knows that Miaka is already sleepy, due to today's hard work.
"I promise you, and Keisuke that no matter happens, I'll be with you always." Their mother said, smiling at them.
"See? Sometimes, you always make it a point to worry. If you keep on always worrying, when the time comes, you will look like a Sunakake Babaa (Old Hag, Taitskun --- is this the right spelling?)." Keisuke commented to Miaka, chuckling.
"Shhh... your sister is already asleep. She's very tired."
"Good thing she didn't heard me say she might look like a Sunakake Babaa." Keisuke whispered.
The three of them reached their hut. Finally, they could now rest for a brand new day.
"Promise..." Miaka whispered while sleeping.
- After ten long years...-
The fields they are working in prospered. They are now delivering fruits, vegetables and grains of rice to store stands in the city.
Keisuke, at the age of seventeen, became a fine man, (Ohhh... great!) strong (?), handsome (??), and charming (???) (Actually, he's handsome for me.). As of Miaka, she became more and more beautiful. Now she's fifteen, the changes in her, physically and mentally, became more noticeable each day. She became more attractive and pleasing with her long shiny brown hair, eyes with a charming luster, snowy white skin lining her petite body, with tempting curves...
"Miaka! Miaka!"
"Yes mother?!" answered Miaka. She's arranging fruits and vegetables on baskets to be delivered.
"Come here right now! Leave those fruits and vegetables to Keisuke! He will be the one to arrange that for you!" Her mother called once again.
"Yes mother!" Miaka said while walking towards her mother. It's a very busy day again.
"Now you're here, I need you to go to the city to bring these sacks of rice to the palace. Find a wooden gate at the back of the palace walls and then find the main cook there, his name is Anzai. He will then assist you." her mother explained.
"Yes mother." Miaka answered while placing the sacks on the cart, and then she approached the horse.
"Ride carefully dear. Remember the directions I gave you."
"I'll be careful. Don't worry." Miaka kissed goodbye to her mother. "Bye mother." She hopped on the horse and motioned it to move.
"Goodbye..."
-At the city...-
Miaka passed by a series of stores selling many different things, fabrics, jewelries, rare items, decorations and many more. But one thing catched most of her attention. She hopped off the horse and went closer to the store stand.
"It's wonderful." Miaka said as she gazed at a golden ring with precious diamonds on it. The light from the sun makes the ring even more beautiful.
"Why don't you try it on?" asked by the owner of the store.
Miaka slid the ring on her finger as she loses herself into a daydream...
She is wrapped by the arms of the man of her dreams, dark blue eyes gazing at her lovingly. He then takes her hand and slids a ring on her finger (The finger where the engagement and wedding ring uses to be.). After this, he captures her lips into a devastating kiss...
"Ohhh my... I need to stop daydreaming. I still need to deliver the sacks of rice." Miaka said, sliding off the ring from her finger.
"The ring suits you. Aren't you going to buy it?" asked the owner.
"Well, I don't have any money." answered, sighing, as she placed the ring back on its case and turned her back to ride the horse. She continued going on her way to the palace.
*There's no way I can have a ring like that. Unless, the man of my dreams comes, but... that is only some childish thoughts.* She thought as she reached the wooden gate at the back of the palace, as her mother told her. An old man saw her and walked towards her.
"You must be Miaka?" The old man asked.
"Yes sir. Are you Anzai, the main cook?" Miaka answered politely. She hopped off the horse and went to the back of the cart.
"Yes. Hohoho..." Anzai answered, observing her features. "Well, I didn't know that Miho's daughter is so beautiful, and charming. You look very alike your father. Hohoho..." (Familiar ei? It's from Anzai- sensei (Slamdunk).)
"How did you know my mother and father?" Miaka asked while opening the lock of the cart.
"Your mother's father is my old friend. When your grandfather died, I became your mother's second father until she married your father. Good thing your father is a very responsible and a caring husband and I became assured of your mother's happiness. I continued working as a cook and a servant here. Hohoho..." Anzai answered. He called some companions to help them carry the sacks of rice.
"I see... Maybe you could visit us sometime." Miaka answered, smiling brightly. They are already finished arranging the pile of sacks and she hopped on the horse, ready to go home.
"I will, child. Now, you must go on. Your mother is waiting for you. Don't make her worry. Hohoho..."
"Yes. Goodbye." Miaka answered and smiled as she waved goodbye to Anzai.
"Goodbye and take care. Hohoho..." Anzai waved back. Miaka is now lost in his sight, and he is about to turn around, as a hand landed on his shoulder.
"Your highness... Is there anything you want from me?" The old man asked bowing then looking up at a fair young man. Tall, and handsome, with his grayish blue hair, the long ends tied by a red ribbon. His eyes are the color of mixed amber, blue and violet. His body is well-built, slightly skinny but with defined with muscles... (Not as like those muscles of wrestlers.)
"Ahhh... y-yes." answered the man, removing his hand from Anzai's shoulder.
"Anything your majesty."
"Ummm... can I borrow again some of your clothes?"
"Again?!" asked Anzai.
"Because it's for my..."
"for your disguise so you could wander in the city, without being noticed, right Lord Taka? Hohoho..." continued Anzai.
"Yes, you're right. So, can I borrow again some of your clothes?" asked Taka.
"Lord Taka, you never changed your habit of doing naughty things. When will you change?! Hohoho... I've known you very well, child. I've been taking part of taking care of you and your siblings since all of you are still babies. I've watched you grow into a mature man, but... I think..."
"I'm happy whenever I'm out of this so called "jail cell" for me. I'm so stressed here, the reason why I want to explore life out of this palace. Please Anzai... Can I borrow some of your clothes?" Taka interrupted.
"No, your majesty. Your royal robes suits you better than those clothes of mine, you are royalty and I'm a servant here. It will be a disgrace if the town's people will recognize you. Even if you're the throne prince, I can't tolerate you. Hohoho..." Anzai answered. "Besides my lord, let me guess, you escaped again from your lectures from your subjects. The emperor will be enraged again because of your behavior. Hohoho..."
"I'm so pissed being the successor of my father, as what all of you calls me. You are the emperor's successor so you must be this, like this, you must do that, these and those... Arghhh... It's such a headache! I'm tired of spending my time in the study chambers reading manuscripts, scrolls of different kinds and many more. All I want is to live normally like other people, spend time in the fields, walk in the meadows, and ride my horse so I can go anywhere I want." Taka explained.
"But you are the throne prince. You are born with royal blood and you can't do anything about it. Aren't you happy and satisfied of royalty? Hohoho..." Anzai asked.
"It's obvious..." Taka answered, frowning. He walked towards the corridors leaving Anzai following him.
"Hohoho... Why don't you find a woman you could love? Love makes people happy. It will change the way you think life is. Love... makes life more beautiful."
Taka suddenly stopped walking. He slowly faced Anzai.
"A woman? Love? My mind is already troubled with those lectures and I'm only going to confuse myself more with love... and a woman." Taka answered back.
"Hohoho... Lord Taka, you could tell that because you haven't found the woman you'll love. When you have found love, you'll just know it, it will bloom in your heart, and you'll never get away from it." Anzai said, smiling at Taka's expression.
"And... I think you need to find a bride to be your wife..." Anzai continued.
"Really huh? It will only make my life more complicated. Well, I don't need lectures about love. What I need is some clothes for my disguise. Please Anzai..." Taka said, showing some sort of pleading eyes. His very good at this.
"Alright, I surrender. But this will be the last time. Your father will be also angry at me if he knows that I'm the one lending you clothes. Well, you already know where my clothes are. Hohoho..."
"Yes Anzai. Trust me. Father will never know about this." Taka said smiling while turning on his back.
"Don't do anything mischievous Lord Taka!" Anzai said yelling because of the distance between them.
"I will!" Taka yelled back.
*Love? Hmmm... If mother loves us, why did she have to leave us?* Taka thought while running towards the chamber of Anzai.
A/N: Next chapter will be about Taka's last phrase, The Man Of The Palace...
QUESTION: What are the names of Tamahome's brothers and sisters? From next eldest to youngest. I've lost *kasi* my list *eh*... Please... I will use it for my next chapters... Please...
April 8, 2004
A/N: Hello... This is my first fic here. (I already have one, but I have a feeling that it's rejected "there"... I'm thinking of removing it *kaso* it will be just a waste of my effort if I'll just remove it, right *diba*?)
Anyway, (enough of *sentimientos*) I became inspired reading of some fics here so Fushigi Yuugi became the next basis of my next ideas for some lovey- doveys... especially to my favorite anime couple, Miaka and Tamahome.
Phrases in ()'s are my comments.
So, here it is... "When The Emperor's Successor Loves"
Setting: In the old times of China, in the province of Konan...
Chapter I: The Woman Of The Fields
On a small hut near a stream lives a widow, with her son and daughter. The widow's husband died because of illness and this became a heavy burden for them. For their living, they almost spend every whole day in the fields, the only property left by the widow's husband. They need to work more to have enough money for their food and for their other daily needs.
At a very young age, the widow's son, Keisuke (seven), and her daughter, Miaka (five), grew working hard everyday. They spend almost everyday in the fields helping their mother rather than playing and enjoying with other children. However, they are still happy with each other's presence. Their mother didn't forget her responsibilities and they could feel their mother's true love for them...
"Mama..." said little Miaka to her mother. They are walking on their way home from the fields. Miaka has this serious expression on her face, despite of her young age.
"What is it?" Is something bothering you?" asked her mother, looking at her innocent and deep brown eyes.
"Mama, promise me and big brother that you'll never leave us, that we will never be apart from one another. Mama, please promise. Don't leave us like what Papa did." Miaka said wearing a worried look.
"Miaka, of course mother will never leave us. She loves us, why will she do that?" Keisuke said. "Besides, you also have me, your big big brother who also loves you... very much." He placed Miaka at his back and brought her, Miaka's arms wrapped on his neck, her legs on his waist. He knows that Miaka is already sleepy, due to today's hard work.
"I promise you, and Keisuke that no matter happens, I'll be with you always." Their mother said, smiling at them.
"See? Sometimes, you always make it a point to worry. If you keep on always worrying, when the time comes, you will look like a Sunakake Babaa (Old Hag, Taitskun --- is this the right spelling?)." Keisuke commented to Miaka, chuckling.
"Shhh... your sister is already asleep. She's very tired."
"Good thing she didn't heard me say she might look like a Sunakake Babaa." Keisuke whispered.
The three of them reached their hut. Finally, they could now rest for a brand new day.
"Promise..." Miaka whispered while sleeping.
- After ten long years...-
The fields they are working in prospered. They are now delivering fruits, vegetables and grains of rice to store stands in the city.
Keisuke, at the age of seventeen, became a fine man, (Ohhh... great!) strong (?), handsome (??), and charming (???) (Actually, he's handsome for me.). As of Miaka, she became more and more beautiful. Now she's fifteen, the changes in her, physically and mentally, became more noticeable each day. She became more attractive and pleasing with her long shiny brown hair, eyes with a charming luster, snowy white skin lining her petite body, with tempting curves...
"Miaka! Miaka!"
"Yes mother?!" answered Miaka. She's arranging fruits and vegetables on baskets to be delivered.
"Come here right now! Leave those fruits and vegetables to Keisuke! He will be the one to arrange that for you!" Her mother called once again.
"Yes mother!" Miaka said while walking towards her mother. It's a very busy day again.
"Now you're here, I need you to go to the city to bring these sacks of rice to the palace. Find a wooden gate at the back of the palace walls and then find the main cook there, his name is Anzai. He will then assist you." her mother explained.
"Yes mother." Miaka answered while placing the sacks on the cart, and then she approached the horse.
"Ride carefully dear. Remember the directions I gave you."
"I'll be careful. Don't worry." Miaka kissed goodbye to her mother. "Bye mother." She hopped on the horse and motioned it to move.
"Goodbye..."
-At the city...-
Miaka passed by a series of stores selling many different things, fabrics, jewelries, rare items, decorations and many more. But one thing catched most of her attention. She hopped off the horse and went closer to the store stand.
"It's wonderful." Miaka said as she gazed at a golden ring with precious diamonds on it. The light from the sun makes the ring even more beautiful.
"Why don't you try it on?" asked by the owner of the store.
Miaka slid the ring on her finger as she loses herself into a daydream...
She is wrapped by the arms of the man of her dreams, dark blue eyes gazing at her lovingly. He then takes her hand and slids a ring on her finger (The finger where the engagement and wedding ring uses to be.). After this, he captures her lips into a devastating kiss...
"Ohhh my... I need to stop daydreaming. I still need to deliver the sacks of rice." Miaka said, sliding off the ring from her finger.
"The ring suits you. Aren't you going to buy it?" asked the owner.
"Well, I don't have any money." answered, sighing, as she placed the ring back on its case and turned her back to ride the horse. She continued going on her way to the palace.
*There's no way I can have a ring like that. Unless, the man of my dreams comes, but... that is only some childish thoughts.* She thought as she reached the wooden gate at the back of the palace, as her mother told her. An old man saw her and walked towards her.
"You must be Miaka?" The old man asked.
"Yes sir. Are you Anzai, the main cook?" Miaka answered politely. She hopped off the horse and went to the back of the cart.
"Yes. Hohoho..." Anzai answered, observing her features. "Well, I didn't know that Miho's daughter is so beautiful, and charming. You look very alike your father. Hohoho..." (Familiar ei? It's from Anzai- sensei (Slamdunk).)
"How did you know my mother and father?" Miaka asked while opening the lock of the cart.
"Your mother's father is my old friend. When your grandfather died, I became your mother's second father until she married your father. Good thing your father is a very responsible and a caring husband and I became assured of your mother's happiness. I continued working as a cook and a servant here. Hohoho..." Anzai answered. He called some companions to help them carry the sacks of rice.
"I see... Maybe you could visit us sometime." Miaka answered, smiling brightly. They are already finished arranging the pile of sacks and she hopped on the horse, ready to go home.
"I will, child. Now, you must go on. Your mother is waiting for you. Don't make her worry. Hohoho..."
"Yes. Goodbye." Miaka answered and smiled as she waved goodbye to Anzai.
"Goodbye and take care. Hohoho..." Anzai waved back. Miaka is now lost in his sight, and he is about to turn around, as a hand landed on his shoulder.
"Your highness... Is there anything you want from me?" The old man asked bowing then looking up at a fair young man. Tall, and handsome, with his grayish blue hair, the long ends tied by a red ribbon. His eyes are the color of mixed amber, blue and violet. His body is well-built, slightly skinny but with defined with muscles... (Not as like those muscles of wrestlers.)
"Ahhh... y-yes." answered the man, removing his hand from Anzai's shoulder.
"Anything your majesty."
"Ummm... can I borrow again some of your clothes?"
"Again?!" asked Anzai.
"Because it's for my..."
"for your disguise so you could wander in the city, without being noticed, right Lord Taka? Hohoho..." continued Anzai.
"Yes, you're right. So, can I borrow again some of your clothes?" asked Taka.
"Lord Taka, you never changed your habit of doing naughty things. When will you change?! Hohoho... I've known you very well, child. I've been taking part of taking care of you and your siblings since all of you are still babies. I've watched you grow into a mature man, but... I think..."
"I'm happy whenever I'm out of this so called "jail cell" for me. I'm so stressed here, the reason why I want to explore life out of this palace. Please Anzai... Can I borrow some of your clothes?" Taka interrupted.
"No, your majesty. Your royal robes suits you better than those clothes of mine, you are royalty and I'm a servant here. It will be a disgrace if the town's people will recognize you. Even if you're the throne prince, I can't tolerate you. Hohoho..." Anzai answered. "Besides my lord, let me guess, you escaped again from your lectures from your subjects. The emperor will be enraged again because of your behavior. Hohoho..."
"I'm so pissed being the successor of my father, as what all of you calls me. You are the emperor's successor so you must be this, like this, you must do that, these and those... Arghhh... It's such a headache! I'm tired of spending my time in the study chambers reading manuscripts, scrolls of different kinds and many more. All I want is to live normally like other people, spend time in the fields, walk in the meadows, and ride my horse so I can go anywhere I want." Taka explained.
"But you are the throne prince. You are born with royal blood and you can't do anything about it. Aren't you happy and satisfied of royalty? Hohoho..." Anzai asked.
"It's obvious..." Taka answered, frowning. He walked towards the corridors leaving Anzai following him.
"Hohoho... Why don't you find a woman you could love? Love makes people happy. It will change the way you think life is. Love... makes life more beautiful."
Taka suddenly stopped walking. He slowly faced Anzai.
"A woman? Love? My mind is already troubled with those lectures and I'm only going to confuse myself more with love... and a woman." Taka answered back.
"Hohoho... Lord Taka, you could tell that because you haven't found the woman you'll love. When you have found love, you'll just know it, it will bloom in your heart, and you'll never get away from it." Anzai said, smiling at Taka's expression.
"And... I think you need to find a bride to be your wife..." Anzai continued.
"Really huh? It will only make my life more complicated. Well, I don't need lectures about love. What I need is some clothes for my disguise. Please Anzai..." Taka said, showing some sort of pleading eyes. His very good at this.
"Alright, I surrender. But this will be the last time. Your father will be also angry at me if he knows that I'm the one lending you clothes. Well, you already know where my clothes are. Hohoho..."
"Yes Anzai. Trust me. Father will never know about this." Taka said smiling while turning on his back.
"Don't do anything mischievous Lord Taka!" Anzai said yelling because of the distance between them.
"I will!" Taka yelled back.
*Love? Hmmm... If mother loves us, why did she have to leave us?* Taka thought while running towards the chamber of Anzai.
A/N: Next chapter will be about Taka's last phrase, The Man Of The Palace...
QUESTION: What are the names of Tamahome's brothers and sisters? From next eldest to youngest. I've lost *kasi* my list *eh*... Please... I will use it for my next chapters... Please...