Disclaimer: I do not own any of Watase-sensei's characters, nor the characters of any other title I wish to borrow. I do however own the few original characters in this fic that have never been in a Fushigi Yuugi chapter or episode.

Mie-chan: This is Mie-chan in my first ever fan fiction!!! . Along to help me is my best friend, Shinju-chan! - This is a story about some of the people from Fushigi Yuugi, trapped in Miaka's world, trying to look normal and deal with everyday stuff. ; Enjoy!!!

Shinju-chan: Stop it with the wussy crp. Basically, we'll both be working on the fic, so whenever there isn't any indentation it means Mie-chan is writing, but indentation means that I'm typing. (Mie Note: Gods Shinju-chan, you type so slow.)

Corn Flakes and Assorted Breakfast Cereals?

His eyes fluttered open a few times before he was fully awake. A throbbing pain in his head made him grit his teeth; he would have this headache for a while. There was something on his face, he lifted it off. It was a box. He could dimly make out some weird squiggles and a green rooster on it.

He got up slowly, wincing as a sharp pain shot through his leg, but it was only a short-lived pain. He walked a few paces and bumped into something, falling down. It was dark, and thus he could not see. (What's with this wussy "thus" crp?!? Woah... déjà vu.)

A beam of light appeared as a tall figure came into sight, "Onii-chan, get the Corn Flakes while you're down there, 'kay?" came a voice from beyond the light, "I'm starving."

"Didn't you just eat?" this was the tall figure, now revealed to have sandy blond hair.

"Yeah, but I'm starving!"

Then a bright light flickered on in the room, the young man then noticed the other young man sprawled out on the ground, hand on head.

"Oh my god, there's a thief in the pantry! Miaka, there's a thief in the pantry! Armed robbery, call the police, our lives are in danger!!!" He ran off screaming like a little girl. (Mie Note: Kind of like a pansy, or a wuss... he could be a "pansy-wuss"!) (Shinju Note: I shall now forever call him: Man Who Screameth Like a Little Girl.)

"Hey," the orange haired dude said, "I'm not a thief... well not right now. Anyway, I just woke up here!"

"Oh my god, it's a hobo!"

"I'm not a hobo, ya bastard!"

"What did you call me?"

"B-A-S-T-A-R-D! Ya got that, bastard?!?"

The young, sandy haired man ran away bawling, "Miaka, he's being a meanie!"

"Umm, onii-chan, aren't yousupposed to be the older sibling?"

"Oh, right... heheheh..." he sweatdropped, "But what are we gonna do about the hobo?"

"I'm not a hobo! My name's Genrou! Got that through yer thick scull?!?"

"Genrou, ne? Freakin' weird name if you ask me."

"Well I didn't!"

"Umm, onii-chan, can I just have the Corn Flakes already? And is that Tasuki? What's he doing in our pantry?" She trailed off at the sight of him standing on top of the only box of Corn Flakes left, "My Corn Flakes!"

"So, what are you doing here, Tasuki?" He stared at Miaka over the bowl of cereal he was attempting to eat (without milk).

"How did ya know?" he asked bluntly.

"How did I know what?"

"That I'm one-a th' shichiseishi."

She blinked, "You're Tasuki, I'm Miaka: Seishi and miko. That's how."

It was Tasuki's turn to blink, "Yer th' miko?!?"

"Yeah."

"Where are th' other seishi?"

"I don't know."

"Don't we need 'em?"

"No, we already summoned Suzaku."

"WHAT?!?"

"Yeah, you know, the whole everybody dying thing?"

"I'm dead?!?"

Keisuke then had an idea, "Yes, this is the afterlife. Strange, ne?"

"Oh my gods, I'm dead!"

"No," Miaka glared over at her brother who was snickering uncontrollably, "You're not dead, onii-chan is just a liar."

"Better than being a hobo," he said under his breath.

A blue-haired man groaned softly as he blinked in the light. He was sprawled out on some sort of tub made out of a slick, white material that glinted brightly.

He moaned softly, head throbbing as if he had been drinking heavily, "Some hang-over, ne?"

He got up slowly.

In the corner of the room sat a strange-looking bowl.

Stumbling towards it, he noticed it was full of the cleanest water he had ever seen.

He glanced around. Whoever used this water wouldn't notice if he took a little sip. He lowered his head into the bowl, not noticing the door open.

A few minutes earlier in the kitchen...

"Umm, excuse me for a minute; I need to use the restroom..." Miaka said.

As she opened the bathroom door she let out a high-pitched scream. In the room, there was a blue haired man hunched over the toilet, "Oh my god, there's a man drinking out of the toilet!"

Tasuki and Keisuke looked up in the direction the scream had come from.

"Miaka!" exclaimed Keisuke.

"Gluttonous Monster!" exclaimed Tasuki. Keisuke whapped Tasuki over the head, then ran towards Miaka, Tasuki following him.

"Kouji? What th' hell?" Then orange hair met blue hair as the two friends did that strange little dance they do every time they meet.

"Genrou, what're ya doin' here?" asked Kouji.

"I could ask ya th' same question, Kouji. There was some weird red light an' I was in a dark room with boxes n' stuff."

"You mean the pantry," said Miaka, drooling slightly at the thought of all that food.

Next on Everyday Defects:

Miaka: Tasuki? Why don't you remember me? Oh, umm... special appearances and er... stuff. People from Tasuki's, or should I say GENROU's, past. Join me for the next episode: "The Tasuki Mattress?"

Mie Note: This next episode contains some Monty Pythonism...