AIEEEEE!!! I'm new to FF, and I screwed this up! DAAAAA!! Ok, I'm calm.
Anyways, this is my first posting, and I thank you for reading this, I'm
sure it's painful. I did edit this chapter a bit though! Please review, I
wanna know what you think. Here goes… It's
CRYSTAL PHOENIX
Suzaku no shichiseishi Chichiri paused to rest by the road. It had been a long day for the young priest, and he was going to need any semblance of energy he could get if he wanted to reach his goal of making it to the city by nightfall. Word was that the temple there was very nice, and he planned to stay there a while, just for a change. He got up abruptly and set off.
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"Yes, of course we will allow you to remain here."
"Arigatou no da!" he chirped gratefully.
The monk looked him over. "A mage, ne? We don't get a lot of those these days."
"How could you tell no da?"
"Skills, my good man, skills. Your ki is extremely strong. I would even go as far as to say Suzaku no sei."
"Hai, oira wa Chichiri no da," he admitted. "I'd prefer, though, that you not tell anyone. I tend to gain some sort of needlessly respectful status."
"If you wish. Come on in."
Chichiri followed him through the door curiously. It had been ages since he had last been anywhere of note.
"This is our meditation room," the man began introducing him to each room. "This is where the shrine is, here is where we have our meals…"
Chichiri's attention was distracted by the sight of another priest bowing before the shrine's statue of Suzaku. He was relatively young, around seventeen or eighteen, and had enormous black eyes that appeared to take in everything around them.
"Who is that?" he inquired curiously. "He looks pretty young to be here."
"Oh, him?" The monk smiled. "That's Kiboku. He came to us when he was eleven, he's eighteen now. The kid practically lives in that shrine. I'm telling you. He has got to be Suzaku's most devoted worshiper. Sometimes it seems like his whole reason for existing is contained in that statue. Day in, day out…. He comes out for meals and such, but I swear that's why he's so scrawny." He rolled his eyes briefly. "Well, this will be your room here. You need anything, just call."
"I will, thanks no da."
"Anytime."
Chichiri settled down happily. Self-denial had never really been his thing, thought he supposed having a soft bed for once hardly counted as indulgence. He looked up as a smooth alto voice cut into his thoughts.
"Konnichi wa! Welcome to our nice, overly opulent place." It was Kiboku.
"Kiboku-san," he acknowledged. "I saw you at the shrine during my tour no da."
"You and the rest of the world," the teen said, shrugging. "I talk to Suzaku sometimes there. We diss that moron of a priestess he's got. Of course, we don't really mean it, but it's not as if there's anything better to do around here."
"There wouldn't be, would there no da?" Chichiri agreed. "Wait a second. You talk to Suzaku no da? As in Suzaku, phoenix god of the south, protector of Konan?"
"No, I named my pet frog Suzaku," he replied calmly.
"You have a frog no da?"
"NO of course not! I talk to the GOD sometimes! Why can't anyone accept that… Whatever. He told me one of his chosen was coming. So you're Chichiri."
"Hai…" he answered cautiously. What was up with this kid?
"Good. I've been instructed to ensure that we make it in no more than one piece each to the palace of that emperor." The last words were spoken with no little obvious contempt for their ruler.
"I take it you do not admire His Majesty as much as many others no da."
"You could say that, I suppose." He turned to leave. "We depart at dawn. Be prepared for anything."
Chichiri groaned. "And here I was looking for a vacation of sorts."
OK, it's Shadow Priestess here, a.k.a. Kage no Miko, and I just realized that I forgot the disclaimer. So I'll put it in now. DO I LOOK LIKE I OWN FUSHIGI YUUGI TO YOU?? Well, if I don't, it's because I don't (Wait…) Oh yeah, and PLEASE REVIEW!!
CRYSTAL PHOENIX
Suzaku no shichiseishi Chichiri paused to rest by the road. It had been a long day for the young priest, and he was going to need any semblance of energy he could get if he wanted to reach his goal of making it to the city by nightfall. Word was that the temple there was very nice, and he planned to stay there a while, just for a change. He got up abruptly and set off.
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"Yes, of course we will allow you to remain here."
"Arigatou no da!" he chirped gratefully.
The monk looked him over. "A mage, ne? We don't get a lot of those these days."
"How could you tell no da?"
"Skills, my good man, skills. Your ki is extremely strong. I would even go as far as to say Suzaku no sei."
"Hai, oira wa Chichiri no da," he admitted. "I'd prefer, though, that you not tell anyone. I tend to gain some sort of needlessly respectful status."
"If you wish. Come on in."
Chichiri followed him through the door curiously. It had been ages since he had last been anywhere of note.
"This is our meditation room," the man began introducing him to each room. "This is where the shrine is, here is where we have our meals…"
Chichiri's attention was distracted by the sight of another priest bowing before the shrine's statue of Suzaku. He was relatively young, around seventeen or eighteen, and had enormous black eyes that appeared to take in everything around them.
"Who is that?" he inquired curiously. "He looks pretty young to be here."
"Oh, him?" The monk smiled. "That's Kiboku. He came to us when he was eleven, he's eighteen now. The kid practically lives in that shrine. I'm telling you. He has got to be Suzaku's most devoted worshiper. Sometimes it seems like his whole reason for existing is contained in that statue. Day in, day out…. He comes out for meals and such, but I swear that's why he's so scrawny." He rolled his eyes briefly. "Well, this will be your room here. You need anything, just call."
"I will, thanks no da."
"Anytime."
Chichiri settled down happily. Self-denial had never really been his thing, thought he supposed having a soft bed for once hardly counted as indulgence. He looked up as a smooth alto voice cut into his thoughts.
"Konnichi wa! Welcome to our nice, overly opulent place." It was Kiboku.
"Kiboku-san," he acknowledged. "I saw you at the shrine during my tour no da."
"You and the rest of the world," the teen said, shrugging. "I talk to Suzaku sometimes there. We diss that moron of a priestess he's got. Of course, we don't really mean it, but it's not as if there's anything better to do around here."
"There wouldn't be, would there no da?" Chichiri agreed. "Wait a second. You talk to Suzaku no da? As in Suzaku, phoenix god of the south, protector of Konan?"
"No, I named my pet frog Suzaku," he replied calmly.
"You have a frog no da?"
"NO of course not! I talk to the GOD sometimes! Why can't anyone accept that… Whatever. He told me one of his chosen was coming. So you're Chichiri."
"Hai…" he answered cautiously. What was up with this kid?
"Good. I've been instructed to ensure that we make it in no more than one piece each to the palace of that emperor." The last words were spoken with no little obvious contempt for their ruler.
"I take it you do not admire His Majesty as much as many others no da."
"You could say that, I suppose." He turned to leave. "We depart at dawn. Be prepared for anything."
Chichiri groaned. "And here I was looking for a vacation of sorts."
OK, it's Shadow Priestess here, a.k.a. Kage no Miko, and I just realized that I forgot the disclaimer. So I'll put it in now. DO I LOOK LIKE I OWN FUSHIGI YUUGI TO YOU?? Well, if I don't, it's because I don't (Wait…) Oh yeah, and PLEASE REVIEW!!