Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi. I only own my dreams of
insanity..... I think..... maybe I don't own them either....
Warnings: uhhh.... language.... maybe shounen ai and maybe incest in later chapters.... might be some angst to come.... can't think of anything else right now....
Author's Notes: This is really short, but its gonna be a huge story with many chapters. Basically in later chapters I might make Suboshi a Suzaku seishi.... and one thing leads to another, so I have many ideas.... Oh, I thought this story up when I got side tracked from a stupid compare and contrast essay that I had to rewrite. Hope you like it. Please R&R.
**************************************************************************** ** Two identical frightened pairs of eyes watched from behind broken crates, their whole world was falling apart before them. Kutou soldiers had attacked Koutoku and Shunkaku's village without any purpose. The soldiers had taken away everything they knew, from them, their family, their friends, their home, their whole lives.
As more men passed by the crates, Koutoku quickly pushed his dear brother behind the crates. The men were looking for the survivors of the village and he didn't want them to find his brother and himself. Shunkaku started shaking with fright and was weeping and shuddering in a noisy, but quiet manner. As Koutoku looked at his brother his heart broke by having to watch his brother go through all of these terrible things. He was subconsciously crying as well, although he was only trying to calm down his brother.
Suddenly a fierce and rather large man appeared right in front of the twins. Koutoku didn't notice the man because he was concentrating on soothing his brother, but when he heard the man's loud breathing he quickly turned and pushed the man with all his strength back. The man was taken off guard by this quick assault and sprawled onto the ground, although he landed a very short distance from where he stood.
Koutoku quickly grabbed Shun's hand and dashed away to another alley way. Along the way, in his panic haze, he heard shouts of excitement behind him. Koutoku quickly pushed Shunkaku into the farthest corner of an alley and stood in front of him with his flute in his hand, as if he would protect his brother with his instrument.
When the men finally reached the alley. They did a semi-circle around the twins. They laughed and started taunting Koutoku because he looked so funny with his flute gripped in one hand and in a defensive stance. " Oh look. Tha' boys gonna hurt us wi' tha' wooden flute o his, we'd better run fer it."
" Yeah, I'm so afraid.... Well ya know what tha' means, we'll have ta change the odds." After this remark all the men took out their swords and daggers and put them in a ready position to strike.
Koutoku felt an inner anger from the taunting, but when the swords were pulled out of their sheaths all his courage and hope drained away. The odds of Shun and himself surviving this were so small that even he could not see it.
When Koutoku heard a strained sob from his brother. He knew he had to protect him, even if it would cost his own life. Without thinking Koutoku lifted his wooden flute to his lips and began to play. He fell into a trance about the memory of when his otosan had given it to him as a gift. When he started to play, an aura of blue light surrounded him and all of the men fell to their knees in agony. They covered their ears trying hopelessly to fight the painful music, but all of their actions were in vain. While in the trance Koutoku heard distant shouts of pain an desperation. " DAMN IT! My mind feels like it's being ripped apart!"
Koutoku kept playing his flute until he heard the voice he knew so well in agony. " Aniki! Stop!.....Please stop..."
When Koutoku looked around to see his brother trying to put his hands over his ears in an attempt to stop the pain, and sobbing, his heart broke for the second time and he stopped playing and started to weep. " I'm so sorry..... Shun.... All I want is to protect you...."
While Koutoku's soul broke in to specks of dust, the men came back to their senses. They quickly grabbed Koutoku and tried to drag him away. Koutoku quickly started to struggle and reach Shunkaku, but it was no use, he could only reach until about a hands length away. The wind began to blow harder and Shunkaku's headband came loose and the piece of cloth fluttered into his hand.
**************************************************************************** * Realizing that the men were trying to take away his Aniki, Shunkaku tried to run to his brother, but was quickly stopped by the other men who grabbed him roughly by the arms and started to drag him away. The only thing he could think of doing was to shout to his brother in desperation for him to make things better. " Aniki!" Shunkaku reached out his hand to his brother one last time.
"Otouto!...." While Koutoku tried to reach for Shunkau's hand he was jerked away and Koutoku cried in despair as he fell backwards. " Shunkaku no matter what happens I will find you again and we will never be separated again. We will be together for...." That was all Shunkaku heard before both brothers were separated and both knew that they would never see each other again.
**************************************************************************** ** I know it's very short, but I only felt like writing the separation for the first chapter. Tell me what you think of it, so PLEASE review.
Warnings: uhhh.... language.... maybe shounen ai and maybe incest in later chapters.... might be some angst to come.... can't think of anything else right now....
Author's Notes: This is really short, but its gonna be a huge story with many chapters. Basically in later chapters I might make Suboshi a Suzaku seishi.... and one thing leads to another, so I have many ideas.... Oh, I thought this story up when I got side tracked from a stupid compare and contrast essay that I had to rewrite. Hope you like it. Please R&R.
**************************************************************************** ** Two identical frightened pairs of eyes watched from behind broken crates, their whole world was falling apart before them. Kutou soldiers had attacked Koutoku and Shunkaku's village without any purpose. The soldiers had taken away everything they knew, from them, their family, their friends, their home, their whole lives.
As more men passed by the crates, Koutoku quickly pushed his dear brother behind the crates. The men were looking for the survivors of the village and he didn't want them to find his brother and himself. Shunkaku started shaking with fright and was weeping and shuddering in a noisy, but quiet manner. As Koutoku looked at his brother his heart broke by having to watch his brother go through all of these terrible things. He was subconsciously crying as well, although he was only trying to calm down his brother.
Suddenly a fierce and rather large man appeared right in front of the twins. Koutoku didn't notice the man because he was concentrating on soothing his brother, but when he heard the man's loud breathing he quickly turned and pushed the man with all his strength back. The man was taken off guard by this quick assault and sprawled onto the ground, although he landed a very short distance from where he stood.
Koutoku quickly grabbed Shun's hand and dashed away to another alley way. Along the way, in his panic haze, he heard shouts of excitement behind him. Koutoku quickly pushed Shunkaku into the farthest corner of an alley and stood in front of him with his flute in his hand, as if he would protect his brother with his instrument.
When the men finally reached the alley. They did a semi-circle around the twins. They laughed and started taunting Koutoku because he looked so funny with his flute gripped in one hand and in a defensive stance. " Oh look. Tha' boys gonna hurt us wi' tha' wooden flute o his, we'd better run fer it."
" Yeah, I'm so afraid.... Well ya know what tha' means, we'll have ta change the odds." After this remark all the men took out their swords and daggers and put them in a ready position to strike.
Koutoku felt an inner anger from the taunting, but when the swords were pulled out of their sheaths all his courage and hope drained away. The odds of Shun and himself surviving this were so small that even he could not see it.
When Koutoku heard a strained sob from his brother. He knew he had to protect him, even if it would cost his own life. Without thinking Koutoku lifted his wooden flute to his lips and began to play. He fell into a trance about the memory of when his otosan had given it to him as a gift. When he started to play, an aura of blue light surrounded him and all of the men fell to their knees in agony. They covered their ears trying hopelessly to fight the painful music, but all of their actions were in vain. While in the trance Koutoku heard distant shouts of pain an desperation. " DAMN IT! My mind feels like it's being ripped apart!"
Koutoku kept playing his flute until he heard the voice he knew so well in agony. " Aniki! Stop!.....Please stop..."
When Koutoku looked around to see his brother trying to put his hands over his ears in an attempt to stop the pain, and sobbing, his heart broke for the second time and he stopped playing and started to weep. " I'm so sorry..... Shun.... All I want is to protect you...."
While Koutoku's soul broke in to specks of dust, the men came back to their senses. They quickly grabbed Koutoku and tried to drag him away. Koutoku quickly started to struggle and reach Shunkaku, but it was no use, he could only reach until about a hands length away. The wind began to blow harder and Shunkaku's headband came loose and the piece of cloth fluttered into his hand.
**************************************************************************** * Realizing that the men were trying to take away his Aniki, Shunkaku tried to run to his brother, but was quickly stopped by the other men who grabbed him roughly by the arms and started to drag him away. The only thing he could think of doing was to shout to his brother in desperation for him to make things better. " Aniki!" Shunkaku reached out his hand to his brother one last time.
"Otouto!...." While Koutoku tried to reach for Shunkau's hand he was jerked away and Koutoku cried in despair as he fell backwards. " Shunkaku no matter what happens I will find you again and we will never be separated again. We will be together for...." That was all Shunkaku heard before both brothers were separated and both knew that they would never see each other again.
**************************************************************************** ** I know it's very short, but I only felt like writing the separation for the first chapter. Tell me what you think of it, so PLEASE review.