Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yugi, even though I'd love to.
AN: I thought this idea was original, but it looks like I'm not the first. But I do have a little twist to it that I hope no one has done yet so please read and review.
Switched IdentitiesChapter 1
Miaka stood there looking at her best friend, well, at least who used to be her best friend. She never could have imagined that she would be fighting against her. And now that Yui summoned Seiyru she felt completely useless. What was she supposed to do now? Her thoughts were cut off when Yui began to speak.
Yui was staring out into the sky until finally she turned her attention to Miaka. Oh how she loathed her. She had been given everything in her lap, friends, boyfriend… Well, true, she had her so-called allies and she could always have Suboshi, but it just wasn't the same. Oh gods, I wish I could have changed places with Miaka, then I would have everything. She stopped for a second and reflected on her last thought. That would be perfect and that way Miaka would never have Tamahome. I know I promised to give one of my wishes to Nakago, but this is what I truly want. Yes, this is exactly what I want.
"Miaka, I have known you for so long, too long. I have always tried so hard for everything while you have just half-assed it and got everything landed in your lap. Well, I hope you like it the other way around. Seiyru, I wish that I was the Priestess of Suzaku instead of Miaka. I will have Tamahome in the end and you will never have him again. That is the destiny of the Priestess of Suzaku."
At her words, Tamahome leaped at Yui in a last ditch effort to stop her, but just as he reached her she was surrounded by a red light and started to disappear. He traveled completely through her. He landed with a thud completely baffled, but he had no spare moment because he heard a scream. It was Miaka. Just like Yui, a light surrounded Miaka though this one was blue. "Tamahome," Miaka called while extending her hand in the direction of Tamahome. Without any hesitation, he ran towards Miaka and tried to wrap his arms around her. At first he had a bit of a hold on her, but she too began to fade and his arms lost grip of her. She faded away to nothing. "Miaka…"
Miaka arose with a start covered in sweat. She had had a nightmare. It had felt so real, she thought as she panted. But the image of the dream and the memories began to fade and she began to calm down. It was just a dream, a weird dream, but nevertheless a dream. Pushing off this uneasiness she decided to make her way to the kitchen. Even if she hadn't wanted to, her stomach wouldn't let her wait any longer. She swung her legs around and placed them on the floor. She then quickly got dressed and then headed out the door.
It was very early in the morning, so she decided to be as quiet as possible so not to wake anyone up. She eased the door shut when suddenly she heard a voice. "Hi Miaka, what are you doing up at this time of day?"
Startled, she turned around too fast and nearly lost all her composure. She began to topple over when two very strong hands caught her. She looked up and saw two eyes contently staring down at her.
"I could ask you the same question, Amiboshi." Miaka said a smile beginning to trace across her lips. She couldn't help but smile when she was around him. He was always so sweet and was always there for her. She couldn't help but love him. Who was she kidding though; he was just a character in a book, The Universe of the Four Gods, to be precise. But he was just so damn cute. But what would happen to Yui? She was snapped back into reality with that last thought. She had almost forgotten her real motive of why she decided to be the priestess of Seiyru. When they had been transported into the book at first they were together, but then a light had engulfed her and she was whisked off into the land of Koutou. She almost fell to an awful fate if it hadn't been for the first member of the Seiyru seven, Nakago. He had been there just in time. He also was the one who brought her to the emperor where she inevitably became the priestess, and met Amiboshi…
Enough of that, stop fantasizing over some guy who even if he were real he doesn't like you anyway. So grow up and get over it. Amiboshi began to speak again, which brought her out of her thoughts.
"I couldn't sleep. I just kept on going over things in my head. I kept on going over my feelings," he stared away as if he were having some inward battle, but then his face returned to normal and he grabbed onto her shoulders. "I've been battling over these emotions over and over again. I know I shouldn't have these feelings, but I just can't help it. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I er, I…I love you Miaka. I always have since the first time we met. I know I'm just a simple boy, but I really do love you, Miaka. I know you don't feel the same way for me, but I had to get this off my…" he was cut off when Miaka leaped into his arms.
"Oh, Amiboshi, I love you too, so much, but I never said anything because I thought you didn't like me. I didn't think I was good enough for you."
"Where did you get that foolish idea from, if anything I'm not good enough for you. Don't ever put yourself down. You are the best thing that's ever happened to me." With that last word he pulled her even closer and put his lips on hers. Gods, she thought this is pure bliss. They would have continued kissing if it hadn't been for the one thing that had awakened her in the first place…. Food. Her stomach rumbled and unfortunately she pushed back some letting her stomach do the thinking. Amiboshi was a little stunned, but Miaka then grabbed his hand and started leading him to the kitchen. "Well, unlike you," she began while running down the hall and pulling Amiboshi along side her, "I don't have a great profound explanation of why I'm up. It's simple; I'm hungry! So, lets get something to eat."
Amiboshi couldn't help smile, "Same old Miaka."