Forbidden Love
Disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi is © Yuu Watase and...whoever else owns it. ^^; Author's Notes: If I said much now, I'm afraid I'd give things away. Explanation is at the end. *sweatdrop* This takes place...well, whenever's convinient. This is my first fic, so be nice! ^_^
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FORBIDDEN LOVE
*Finally...* Hotohori thought. *Night has finally come.* Indeed, night had befallen the empire of Konan, and all was quiet. Quiet that is, except for the low rustle of the young emperor leaving his quarters, trying to go as unnoticed as possible as not to wake his advisors and fellow seishi. Still clad in his pajamas, Hotohori slinked outside, somewhere past the garden and to more secluded area outside of the palace.
He couldn't take it any longer...he couldn't stand being away from his love. Alas, such a relationship would probably be condemned by his advisors. He may even be stripped of this duties of emperor of Konan; if the secret got out of this forbidden love, the people of the empire would probably think lowly of him and never trust this ruler again. Hotohori didn't care. The risks were pain-stakingly real, but he would take the chance, risk it all....for love.
When he finally reached the secret meeting place, he could see a figure in the dark night. Hotohori blinked, trying to orient his senses to the blackness of the dark, but still he could not make out the figure's features clearly. But he knew. His heart told him that this mysterious shadow in the darkness was the one person who had forever meant the world to him; the person who had stolen his heart, even after the arrival of the Suzaku no miko.
Hotohori approached the figure, letting out a quiet breath. "You came." He said simply.
His love nodded. "Of course I came Hotohori." Whispered the quiet voice. "Did you suspect that I wouldn't?"
The emperor chuckled silently, and shook his head, reaching a hand out to cup the love of his life's soft, tender cheek. "No...No, I knew you would." He smiled an unseen smile in the darkness. "I cannot even see you, and know you are more beautiful than the last time I saw you."
After hearing a soft sigh, Hotohori felt a small hand rest over his. "Hotohori...you realize we can't keep up this facade much longer..."
"Shh." Hotohori hissed quietly, yet gently, cutting off any further speech from his love. "We must enjoy this happiness while we can. We will worry about trouble when the time comes."
As a burst of moonlight shone on the two, Hotohori was able to make out a smile growing across the gorgeous face of his love; and an unfamiliar feeling of warmth overwhelmed him; the magical feeling that was love.
A hand clasped his own, as large sparkling eyes gazed upon him lovingly.
"Aishiteru Hotohori."
"Aishiteru...Taiitsukun."
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More Author's Notes: Heh heh! *sweatdrop* Betcha didn't see that coming. ^_~ I'm so bad. :Þ Before you slap a stamp on my forehead and mail me to the funny farm, lemme tell ya my inspriration for this sick twisted idea, and why I chose Hotohori. ^^;;;; Okay, well, me and my friend had been rewatching some of the earlier FY episodes, and at the time we were watching the one where Hotohori and Nuriko pretend to be women for the plastered bandits of Mt. Reikaku. During when that unnamed bandit was hanging on Hotohori, I somehow began thinking "Hehe! That would be an interesting pairing...I should write a fanfic about it! *cackles insanely*" And, well, I was going to but I didn't know where to go with it, and it was kinda hard when the bandit wasn't even given a name! So somehow Taiitsukun became the replacement. XD Don't worry, I don't like seriously support this couple or anything, lol ^^; Just for....er....entertainment? Ah, yeah, that's it. Now I will shut up before my A/N's become longer than the fic! @_@
Oh, reviews would be nice, but I don't expect them...after all, I think I scared everyone away! ^_^
Disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi is © Yuu Watase and...whoever else owns it. ^^; Author's Notes: If I said much now, I'm afraid I'd give things away. Explanation is at the end. *sweatdrop* This takes place...well, whenever's convinient. This is my first fic, so be nice! ^_^
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FORBIDDEN LOVE
*Finally...* Hotohori thought. *Night has finally come.* Indeed, night had befallen the empire of Konan, and all was quiet. Quiet that is, except for the low rustle of the young emperor leaving his quarters, trying to go as unnoticed as possible as not to wake his advisors and fellow seishi. Still clad in his pajamas, Hotohori slinked outside, somewhere past the garden and to more secluded area outside of the palace.
He couldn't take it any longer...he couldn't stand being away from his love. Alas, such a relationship would probably be condemned by his advisors. He may even be stripped of this duties of emperor of Konan; if the secret got out of this forbidden love, the people of the empire would probably think lowly of him and never trust this ruler again. Hotohori didn't care. The risks were pain-stakingly real, but he would take the chance, risk it all....for love.
When he finally reached the secret meeting place, he could see a figure in the dark night. Hotohori blinked, trying to orient his senses to the blackness of the dark, but still he could not make out the figure's features clearly. But he knew. His heart told him that this mysterious shadow in the darkness was the one person who had forever meant the world to him; the person who had stolen his heart, even after the arrival of the Suzaku no miko.
Hotohori approached the figure, letting out a quiet breath. "You came." He said simply.
His love nodded. "Of course I came Hotohori." Whispered the quiet voice. "Did you suspect that I wouldn't?"
The emperor chuckled silently, and shook his head, reaching a hand out to cup the love of his life's soft, tender cheek. "No...No, I knew you would." He smiled an unseen smile in the darkness. "I cannot even see you, and know you are more beautiful than the last time I saw you."
After hearing a soft sigh, Hotohori felt a small hand rest over his. "Hotohori...you realize we can't keep up this facade much longer..."
"Shh." Hotohori hissed quietly, yet gently, cutting off any further speech from his love. "We must enjoy this happiness while we can. We will worry about trouble when the time comes."
As a burst of moonlight shone on the two, Hotohori was able to make out a smile growing across the gorgeous face of his love; and an unfamiliar feeling of warmth overwhelmed him; the magical feeling that was love.
A hand clasped his own, as large sparkling eyes gazed upon him lovingly.
"Aishiteru Hotohori."
"Aishiteru...Taiitsukun."
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More Author's Notes: Heh heh! *sweatdrop* Betcha didn't see that coming. ^_~ I'm so bad. :Þ Before you slap a stamp on my forehead and mail me to the funny farm, lemme tell ya my inspriration for this sick twisted idea, and why I chose Hotohori. ^^;;;; Okay, well, me and my friend had been rewatching some of the earlier FY episodes, and at the time we were watching the one where Hotohori and Nuriko pretend to be women for the plastered bandits of Mt. Reikaku. During when that unnamed bandit was hanging on Hotohori, I somehow began thinking "Hehe! That would be an interesting pairing...I should write a fanfic about it! *cackles insanely*" And, well, I was going to but I didn't know where to go with it, and it was kinda hard when the bandit wasn't even given a name! So somehow Taiitsukun became the replacement. XD Don't worry, I don't like seriously support this couple or anything, lol ^^; Just for....er....entertainment? Ah, yeah, that's it. Now I will shut up before my A/N's become longer than the fic! @_@
Oh, reviews would be nice, but I don't expect them...after all, I think I scared everyone away! ^_^