Midnight, stayed up late reading Soujiro-centric RK fics. How the heck do I get the urge to write a Yui-drabble?
Sometimes
The Ryuujin
Sometimes she thinks that if her seishi had been beautiful, like those of Suzaku, things would have been different.
She knows some of Seiryuu's constellations can be called attractive or good-looking or even lovely, but never beautiful. Never quite beautiful. It may be because of the darkness in their eyes, an unsightly blemish no amount of surface beauty can ever atone for.
Miaka's seishi are beautiful, exquisite in every aspect, for their eyes shine with a thing that can be described as care, faith and light, yet surpasses those things, accolades those virtues, this unidentified thing... whatever it may be, it glows from within and it makes them beautiful.
Maybe Seiryuu's constellations look so hideous because they are measured in her eyes against the beautiful warriors of Suzaku, and no group in all the ages can surpass them intheir united beauty.
Like she is compared to the pretty petite perfect priestess of Suzaku, Miaka Yuuki, who is gluttonous and whiny and pretty dang lucky when you think about it and real forgiving and almost everything she wishes she was... And she knows Miaka would "never abandon" her, "never forget" about her, because she's frickin' damn Miaka-bloody-Yuuki!
Sometimes Yui thinks her seishi suit her quite well, for she is not very beautiful either.
The things that pop up late at night, ne? I hope everyone likes it! I'm not much of an FY-buff, so uh, eh heh...