Title: Captive of Fate
Author: Lady Phoenix
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, and I never will. Please don't sue; you wouldn't get anything, I'm just a poor CEGEP student.
Forward:
This idea just popped into my head the other day, and I haven't been able to get it out, so I figured I'd write it down. I know that it's probably been done before, but I haven't read any fanfics with this plot, so if it resembles anything you've read or written, it's an accident. Enjoy and review!
Chapter: Homework can be bad for your health…
A tall young man released a heavy sight as he exited the building. It was the middle of winter, and so night came early; already at 5:30 PM he was able to see the silver moon hanging in the sky. Balancing his heavy book bag onto his shoulders, the young man placed his hands in his coat pockets to keep them warm and began a brisk walk through the downtown core of the city toward the library. Leaving late was a price he was willing to pay to start late and have some extra hours of sleep.
As he walked up the steps to the library a guard stopped him, "The library will be closing soon, young man." Checking his watch, Masahiro noticed that the library would indeed be closing in less than fifteen minutes.
With a tired smile, Masahiro reassured the guard. "I'll only take a few minutes." With that the guard shrugged and let him be. He quickly made his way up the stairs to the section of the library dedicated to other cultures. When he found the part devoted to ancient China, Masahiro nearly had a heart attack. There were rows upon rows of books discussing the topic. "I don't have time to go through them all, might as well just take as many as I can carry." He muttered to himself while cursing his ancient civ. teacher for giving them an extra project to work on right before midterms. Grabbing as many books as he could, Masahiro made his way precariously to the check out counter.
Masahiro made his way out the library with only one book in his hand seeing as how it was the only one he couldn't stuff into his backpack. He nodded in the guard's direction as he began to speed walk home hoping he wouldn't freeze to death before he reached his destination. His apartment was in the less desirable part of the city, but that was understandable seeing as how he was a full time student living on his own. Masahiro was now a second year student in anthropology at the University of Tokyo; he had come to Tokyo to study two years ago, and the city was starting to grow on him.
Arriving at his apartment complex, Masahiro started to dig out the keys to his apartment as he walked up the stairs to the third floor on which he lived. As he closed the door to his apartment, Masahiro dropped his bag on the floor along with the book he had been carrying, shrugged his trench coat off and kicked off his boots. Making his way through his cramped one room apartment to his even more cramped kitchen, Masahiro side stepped with the ease of habit everything on his messy floor that served as proof that he was indeed a university student living on his own.
"Looks like it's instant ramen again tonight." Masahiro mumbled to himself while looking for something remotely edible in his kitchen, but finding nothing. Pouring water into a cup of ramen noodles and putting it into the microwave, Masahiro proceeded to pour himself a cup of coffee. Grabbing his supper when it was finished, Masahiro put it down on a square table that came up to his knees; he then went back to pick up the book he had been carrying. Sitting down in front of his food on his spread out futon, he began to eat. "Legend of the Four Gods, hmm? Seems like a good place to start, like that I can cover both religion and legends in one shot…" Masahiro placed the book on the table and continued to read though it.
"This is the story of a young girl who single handedly gathered the seven stars of Suzaku and gained the power to make all her dreams come true. The story itself is an incantation and whoever reads it gains the main character's power to have their wishes granted. This is because once they turn the first page the story will become real and begin."
"Cute." Commented Masahiro as he slurped his ramen. As he turned the page of the book to continue reading, a bright red light overcame him. He felt like his entire being was on fire, and promptly passed out due to pain as well as shock. When the bright light disappeared, the only thing that remained where Masahiro once sat was a single red feather.
"I'm sorry but you are mistaken: I am far more beautiful than you."
"No, brother dearest, I am more pleasing to the eyes than you shall ever be." Seethed a voice. Two young men in intricate silk robes were arguing. A daily ritual, all those surrounding them had learned to ignore them and continue with their daily routines.
THUD came a noise to their side. Both brothers blink a few times before turning to see what and whom had dared to try to out stage them. Lying in the courtyard they found a strangely dressed young man. Though he was unconscious, he was still groaning in pain. With a few more blinks of their eyes, the brothers looked up to the sky where this young man seemed to come from, and then back to the young man. With another look to the sky they shrugged their shoulders. The set of twins that would one day rule the empire went back to arguing about which one of them was the most beautiful.
Short, true, but I always write short chapters. Should I continue? Tell me what you think!
Author: Lady Phoenix
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, and I never will. Please don't sue; you wouldn't get anything, I'm just a poor CEGEP student.
Forward:
This idea just popped into my head the other day, and I haven't been able to get it out, so I figured I'd write it down. I know that it's probably been done before, but I haven't read any fanfics with this plot, so if it resembles anything you've read or written, it's an accident. Enjoy and review!
Chapter: Homework can be bad for your health…
A tall young man released a heavy sight as he exited the building. It was the middle of winter, and so night came early; already at 5:30 PM he was able to see the silver moon hanging in the sky. Balancing his heavy book bag onto his shoulders, the young man placed his hands in his coat pockets to keep them warm and began a brisk walk through the downtown core of the city toward the library. Leaving late was a price he was willing to pay to start late and have some extra hours of sleep.
As he walked up the steps to the library a guard stopped him, "The library will be closing soon, young man." Checking his watch, Masahiro noticed that the library would indeed be closing in less than fifteen minutes.
With a tired smile, Masahiro reassured the guard. "I'll only take a few minutes." With that the guard shrugged and let him be. He quickly made his way up the stairs to the section of the library dedicated to other cultures. When he found the part devoted to ancient China, Masahiro nearly had a heart attack. There were rows upon rows of books discussing the topic. "I don't have time to go through them all, might as well just take as many as I can carry." He muttered to himself while cursing his ancient civ. teacher for giving them an extra project to work on right before midterms. Grabbing as many books as he could, Masahiro made his way precariously to the check out counter.
Masahiro made his way out the library with only one book in his hand seeing as how it was the only one he couldn't stuff into his backpack. He nodded in the guard's direction as he began to speed walk home hoping he wouldn't freeze to death before he reached his destination. His apartment was in the less desirable part of the city, but that was understandable seeing as how he was a full time student living on his own. Masahiro was now a second year student in anthropology at the University of Tokyo; he had come to Tokyo to study two years ago, and the city was starting to grow on him.
Arriving at his apartment complex, Masahiro started to dig out the keys to his apartment as he walked up the stairs to the third floor on which he lived. As he closed the door to his apartment, Masahiro dropped his bag on the floor along with the book he had been carrying, shrugged his trench coat off and kicked off his boots. Making his way through his cramped one room apartment to his even more cramped kitchen, Masahiro side stepped with the ease of habit everything on his messy floor that served as proof that he was indeed a university student living on his own.
"Looks like it's instant ramen again tonight." Masahiro mumbled to himself while looking for something remotely edible in his kitchen, but finding nothing. Pouring water into a cup of ramen noodles and putting it into the microwave, Masahiro proceeded to pour himself a cup of coffee. Grabbing his supper when it was finished, Masahiro put it down on a square table that came up to his knees; he then went back to pick up the book he had been carrying. Sitting down in front of his food on his spread out futon, he began to eat. "Legend of the Four Gods, hmm? Seems like a good place to start, like that I can cover both religion and legends in one shot…" Masahiro placed the book on the table and continued to read though it.
"This is the story of a young girl who single handedly gathered the seven stars of Suzaku and gained the power to make all her dreams come true. The story itself is an incantation and whoever reads it gains the main character's power to have their wishes granted. This is because once they turn the first page the story will become real and begin."
"Cute." Commented Masahiro as he slurped his ramen. As he turned the page of the book to continue reading, a bright red light overcame him. He felt like his entire being was on fire, and promptly passed out due to pain as well as shock. When the bright light disappeared, the only thing that remained where Masahiro once sat was a single red feather.
"I'm sorry but you are mistaken: I am far more beautiful than you."
"No, brother dearest, I am more pleasing to the eyes than you shall ever be." Seethed a voice. Two young men in intricate silk robes were arguing. A daily ritual, all those surrounding them had learned to ignore them and continue with their daily routines.
THUD came a noise to their side. Both brothers blink a few times before turning to see what and whom had dared to try to out stage them. Lying in the courtyard they found a strangely dressed young man. Though he was unconscious, he was still groaning in pain. With a few more blinks of their eyes, the brothers looked up to the sky where this young man seemed to come from, and then back to the young man. With another look to the sky they shrugged their shoulders. The set of twins that would one day rule the empire went back to arguing about which one of them was the most beautiful.
Short, true, but I always write short chapters. Should I continue? Tell me what you think!