Hi, GoldenSkittle here!

Not only is this my first every fan fiction, but is also a gift to my friend Michaella Newman who is having a baby. I was ecstatic when I found out, and as a sort of gift for her, I decided to write a FY fan fiction for her.
I've actually been toying around with the idea of doing one for ages but I never seem to get inspiration. I don't really like writing with OC's, but since the main character is Michaella's so I thought I should give it a go.

This story is loosely based on BBC's Lost in Austen. If you've never watched the television program it's basically about a modern woman who swaps places with Elizabeth Bennet from 'Pride and Prejudice'. She pretty much messes up the whole story and has to fix it, falling in love with Mr. Darcy along the way. If you have time I would definitely recommend watching it, it's hilarious and the writers are geniuses. I was watching it the other when couldn't help but think:
If a similar thing happened to Miaka and Yui whereby they swapped places with two girls who knew the stories outcome already... Would the story change? Would they fall in love with the characters knowing they were fictional? Would they throw away friendship to be a priestess?

I apologize in advance if this chapter is boring but I wanted to set the scene for the story. I took a lot of inspiration from the first episode of Lost in Austen, but that was just because it was so well wrote that I had to include some of the lines.

Spelling mistakes, poor grammar, OOC-ness, Mary Sue-ness, too much waffle or ideas for the plot development – Please, let me know! Reviews make me write faster. *wink*

Disclaimer
: FY is not mine, and neither is Lost in Austen -Sigh-


Prologue: Through The Bathroom Door

Somebody is in my bathroom...

Kasey Valentine tucked the loose strands of blonde hair behind her face, a mixture of fear and anger surfacing in her sky blue eyes. She was soon approaching her 18th birthday, where she would finally find her own place. However, after a rather vicious row with her mother regarding her future she had some pent up anger she desperately needed to unleash... and how cathartic it would be once she did. Still, her hands shook violently at the thought that some stranger was in her house. She tried to put the idea of some middle-aged pervert loitering around in her bathroom out of her head; she didn't fancy the idea of being attacked, or worse. The source of the noise definitely was coming from her bathroom, as if someone was going through her families' things. How did they even get in this house in the first place? She could have sworn that the front door was locked and she and her mother certainly would have woken up if glass had been broken.

She heard the noise again, only this time it was louder. Not too loud that it woke up her sleeping mother, but loud enough to put her into disarray. She crept along the corridor, clutching the only thing she could find, a magazine from her bedroom floor.
Some use this will do. Oh well, you work with what you have...
Carefully, she crept to the door of her bathroom and braced herself as she pushed it open and turned on the light nearby.
You do not want to mess with me today mate... Gotcha-

"Ouch!"
She turned on the light not to find some perverted burglar sniffing her underwear, but a girl, not much younger than herself, stood in her bath. Her wide hazel eyes glistened as she noted Kasey poised in the threshold, magazine gripped tightly in her hand.
"Wait a minute... This is not my bathroom..." The girl stated, rubbing the back of her head from where she must have knocked it. She stood in Kasey's bath. Yes, now she had a good chance to look at her she certainly was no more than 15 years old and seemed to be foreign from the way she spoke, Asian perhaps? Her eyes darted over her body and she observed her appearance. She had fairly dark brown hair, tied into buns on both sides of her head that reminded her of Princess Leia. However, it wasn't until she noted the clothes that she was wearing it suddenly dawned on her.
She seems familiar.

But at least she didn't seem like the obvious burgling type. They tended to wear all black outfits, so they could disappear into the darkness with ease... Or something like that. She was however wearing what she guessed was her school uniform. A brown pleated skirt, with a matching waistcoat and jacket that covered her white shirt. Instead of a tie, she wore a pretty blue bow and the long white socks and black shoes she wore seemed to ooze naivety.
Definitely a school girl... But I've never seen anyone wear an outfit like that to school in this country, so that confirms that she must be Japanese or something... I've seen it somewhere though... I can't quite place my finger on where exactly though.

"...Yep! This is definitely not my bathroom. I was hoping I wouldn't bump into my mother just yet... We had a fight you see." She smiled sweetly at Kasey, but she could see sadness in her eyes, as if something had been troubling the younger girl. Yes, she sympathised with her, she too had argued with her mother. But this wasn't the time to think about such mundane things, she still had no idea what was going on. She had seen this girl before, but where?
"Oh! I never introduced myself... I'm Mi-"
"Miaka Yuki" Kasey finished. The words rolled off her tongue without her even thinking about them and it wasn't until after she spoke that she realised. Yes, she knew who this girl was, but she didn't know if she could believe it.

"This is amazing..." She whispered to herself, oblivious to not only the situation at hand, but Kasey's ever changed expression as she tried to make sense of it all. She ignored Kasey and walked around her bathroom, fingering the bath curtain and intently observing her surroundings.
"Kasey-chan, can I call you that?" She had a more high-pitched voice than Kasey, but it had a melodic tonality to it that made her heart feel lighter. She always imagined it to be more piercing and shrill, like in the anime. "I'm so sorry to scare you by appearing in your bathroom... But something amazing has happened to me and I have to tell somebody Kasey-Chan! We found this book at the library and when we opened it... Then, this bright red light engulfed us and I could have sworn I saw a big red bird too... Oh and then when we woke up we were in a strange place! Oh sorry, I said 'we' without explaining who I was with..." The girl rubbed her head; realising she was rambling and Kasey looked out at her with the same gone out expression from before. This was bizarre! Not only had she discovered some random girl in her bathroom but she looked like the girl from 'The Mysterious Play', her favourite manga.

No, that was impossible. She was probably just some drunken, delusional cosplayer that had managed to find her way into her house in some drunken stupor. Still though, she seemed to have got the character down perfectly, so maybe she wasn't drunk... None the less, she spoke quickly and her speech was erratic and disjointed, but she spoke with such energy and happiness that she seemed almost oblivious to... everything.
She certainly seems like a bit of a moron now I think about it...

"...And then I got thrown into a prison with him. I tried to think of a way to get us both out of there... Since I was the reason why he got put in prison in the first place... He was asleep and I was bored, so I started looking around the room when I realised there was a door at the back of the cell... Next thing I know I'm stood in your bath."
"How do you know my name?" The blonde asked. The story the girl spoke had gone over her head, but that was partly because she could recall most of it with the same detail and didn't need to listen. She knew the book well. But this, this was just too much.
"Oh! You left a book on the side that had your name written in the front cover...I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go through your things."
"It's okay." The girl smiled and Miaka handed her the book she referred to. Kasey mustered a calm smile and tried her best to seem reasonable, "Look... You're probably drunk. I don't know maybe you were at a Cosplay meet or some-"

"Kasey...What are you doing at this hour?"

It was her mother! She could hear her footsteps down the corridor and suddenly felt an onset of panic sweep over her. Quickly, she turned off the light and exited the bathroom, still clutching the book she had been handed and called backed to her mother

"I'm just using the toilet!"
She turned to leave the room, to usher her mother back to her bedroom, to stop her discovering the girl in her bathroom. But, when she turned back to hush to girl she was not there.
She was gone – and she was holding the first volume of 'The Mysterious Play'.


I'm going insane!
She threw herself onto her bed on looked up to the ceiling. Last night seemed too real. The girl, the clothes she wore, her smile... She picked up the first volume of 'The Mysterious Play' from her bed-side table and flicked through the pages, studying the protagonist, trying to match up what she saw to the drawings, her words to the author's writings. Suddenly, she heard a knock on her bedroom door.
"Who is it?"
"- It's Nat."
Natashja, one of her younger and louder friends (As well as her best friend, most of the time anyway) stepped into the room and sat on her bed, sporting the new pair of chinos and leather boots she had bought with her that very day. She looked at her friend with concern.
"Your mother told me that you've been acting strange all day but you seemed fine when we went shopping yesterday. Did something happen last night?"
"Last night... That is...Err, Well...Nothing happened last night!" Her voice came out more of a shout, highlighting her anxiousness in her voice. She never was good at lying, especially to her best friend.
"Your mother said that she could hear loud noises and muttering..."
"It was nothing." The girl didn't seem convinced, and noted that she was holding a manga-book in her hand.
"Hey Kasey, why are you still reading manga? You do realise you're a college student now, not a first year in secondary school." The girl took the book from her hands to tease her, flicking through the pages and reciting random lines to annoy her friend.
"Give that back Nat!" She bellowed in defence, crawling across the bed to snatch the book out of her friend's hands. Missing and falling flat on her face Nat stuck her tongue out at her. "Oh and I'm the childish one!" With a swift movement she pinned the girl onto the bed, plucking the book from her grasp and presuming to smooth the creases out of the cover.
"I swear Nat, I am not in the mood today and I really don't want to tell you to fuck off..."
"Jesus! Calm down Kasey, you're so hot tempered at times you know. I don't know what happened last night but it's made you really defensive... They're just books Kasey, that's all they will ever be. You know it was my favourite book too, but we have to grow up some time." She smiled when she realised that Natashja was just concerned, she clutched the book to her chest and sighed, her head heavy with confusion.
"I know that. I'm no obsessed or anything... I don't sit watching the anime for hours and hours on end or anything like that, even though I know you think I do." They both laughed lightly, but her eyes flitted back down to the cover of the book as she thought about last night's events, beginning to wonder if it was all just a figment of her imagination. "I love the romance... I love the setting, the adventures, the sense of loyalty that the warriors have for their priestess. It's become a part of who I am and what I want from life... Isn't it nice to want to have a life like an adventure, don't you think?"

Getting up and stopping in Kasey's bedroom doorway, Natashja flashed her reassuring smile. She understood exactly how she felt.
"I know. I used to think like that too... Realities' a bitch, isn't it?"


"In the book there are 28 holy constellations of heaven. Each of the four cardinal points, north, south, east, west, claims seven constellations.

She looked at the books, which were now scattered on her bed and sighed.
"I summon all the great forces, of justice, faith and goodwill from the four corners of heaven and the four quarters of the earth to call on you, the divine Suzaku."

...Perhaps she had been hanging onto these books for too long. This was the last complete set of mangas she owned, she had long since sold or given away her other mangas. She had grown out of them, no longer taking an interest in anime or manga. But for some reason she couldn't get rid of 'The Mysterious Play'. There was something about it... Something that made her desire to hold onto them - The adventures, the amazing people, they were all things that she could never experience...
"Tamahome, Chichiri, Nuriko, Tasuki, Mitsukake, Chiriko, Hoto-"
"I already have someone. Since before I could remember... Someone I've cherished since time began..."

Yes, Now that she thought about it her favourite character belonged to this story... Saihitei: The lonely emperor of Kōnan.
Hotohori...


She woke up still in her clothes. The afternoon had drifted away, leaving behind the bitter cold of an November night. Nat had left hours ago. Did she fall asleep?

"...BANG!"
She heard a familiar bang coming from the bathroom, just as before. Hazily, she rose from her bed with the book she had been holding and made her way towards the bathroom. Just as she thought, there she was again, sat on the edge of the bath smiling at her.
"Miaka Yuki, I think I'm going insane..." She whispered, delirious from her half-sleepy state.
"What do you mean Kasey-Chan?" The girl asked innocently, bright hazel eyes looking into foggy sky blue eyes.
"I am a real person... And you are a character in a book within a book. How could this be happening if I wasn't going insane? You're a pretend person... You are the creation of Yuu Watase."
"I've never met a Yuu Watase before..." The girl looked at her with bewilderment, Kasey really was a rather confusing person, she thought to herself.
Kasey held out the book she had taken with her to the bathroom, the one Miaka had handed to her the night before. She held it out for Miaka to look at, as proof.
"This book right here... You are a character within this book, the one I am holding out to you at this very moment... A book written in 1992... Before I was even born..." She didn't state the facts for Miaka's benefit. It was for her sake. She needed to know she was right. If this girl was a figment of her own imagination, some figure she had placed before herself... Surely if she stated facts that she knew were true, this would all fade away like a dream.
Kasey observed as the girl placed her hand out to touch the book, but her hand instead grasped hers. Her skin was soft and warm, so warm that it gave her cold arms goose bumps.
"You can feel my skin can't you?" She asked, smiling with that same naive expression she saw the night they met.
"Yes..."
"Well then I'm just as real as you!" She had an infectiously cheerful air about her. No wonder she managed to survive through all the horrible things that had happened to her in The Universe of the Four Gods.

"You have to be from another world though surely... Tell me something that I couldn't possibly know..." Miaka looked at Kasey feeling under pressure to say something, like she was being asked a question at cram school.
"I want to attend Jonan Academy after middle-school." The girl said proudly, her eyes shining brightly. Kasey smiled at the response she gave. Yes, this girl definitely was the protagonist of the story. With that sort of optimistic response there was no doubt about it.
"I already knew that..."
"But you can't know that! I've only told Yui and a few other friends..."
"I know about you and Yui, Tamahome and Nakago... Everything..." The girl looked at her with confusion as she spoke the last name, which made Kasey realise something.
That's right... She's only just met Tamahome and she's nowhere near meeting Nakago.

"Something else, tell me something else, please."
"Dreams come true are the best pop-duo in Tokyo!" Again, she spoke the statement proudly and Kasey couldn't help but stifle a giggle at the girl's attitude. She really was something.
"Well...I certainly didn't know that." She put her hands over her mouth to laugh a little quieter when Miaka pouted.
"I'm being serious, they are!" Suddenly, she began to laugh too, like two friends laughing together. When the laughter stopped, Kasey grew serious.
"Show me the door Miaka..."
Miaka nodded and pointed at the wall behind her. There didn't seem to be any markings at all that would suggest it was anything more than a regular wall.
"There can't be a door there... Well there could have been once, but there's piping under that wall..."
The girl climbed over the edge of the bath and placed her hands against the tiled wall. Ever so slowly but surely the younger girl pushed on the wall. And true to her word it indeed opened like a door. Kasey climbed over to join her, running her hands along the contours of the door, pushing it open just a far enough so that a small amount of light poured through the gap. She couldn't help herself but take a peek, she would be foolish not to. As Kasey gently pushed the door open she stuck her head through, she noticed the brick room on the other end, just as Miaka had said. In the room poor lighting she could just make out some metal bars on the opposite end of the room, and lying in the corner of the cell she could make out a figure of a man.

She did not realised she had gone over the threshold until it was too late. It was a problem she had where she just too curious for her own good. However, what she did realise as she saw Miaka's smiling face shut the door behind was one thing:

Things had gotten much more interesting.