Disclaimer: *Himitsu walks onto a stage* "Because Ice-chan had 1 blow to
the head too many from Taiitsu-kun, I am now doing the disclaimer until
further notice. Neither Ice-chan nor myself own Fushigi Yûgi. We only own
Suki, Kyra, and Carrie. They came from our insane organ in our head that's
also called a brain." Tamahome, "Wow! You guys' actually own a brain?! Now
do you each have one or is it one brain between you two?" *Thud* Himitsu,
*steps over Tamahome's unconcious from* "Ahem. Does anyone have any
questions as to our sanity or a possession of a brain?" *no one answers* "I
didn't think so."
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Bam!
The three girls turned to face the intruder. He had long blue hair and brown eyes like milk chocolate. Suki stepped forward. "Who are you?!"
"Me? I am called Hikou. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Carrie stared at him hard.
Hikou. She felt a cold fear creep down her spine, and yet he seemed familiar, though she hadn't seen him before.
"Kouran, come with me. Where has your fiancée gone now?"
Carrie backed up. "I.I don't know what you're talking about."
He disappeared and reappeared beside her faster than she could react. Taking her in his arms, he looked deeply into her eyes, and leaned toward her.
"Do you remember how happy we were? I thought you had died, but here you are, and you can bring me back." He pulled her tightly and kissed her.
She shoved as hard as she could. "No!" she cried, tasting the poison upon her lips as she reeled back. He reached out for her too late.
She fell over the side of the railing.
"Carrie!"
"No! Be gone spirit, hateful one, and do no more damage than you have done!"
Hikou disappeared.
Carrie fell, feeling unconsciousness come as her friends cried for her. He meant no harm, but she shrieked, uttered a single word as she fell to the ground.
Impact. Then nothing.
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"What?"
Nuriko looked up as the shriek resonated around her, loud and garbled. He looked at Chichiri, who disappeared under his Kasa. Seeing the others heading toward the vast palace, he followed.
When they got there, he saw Chichiri doing all in his power to keep her alive. It was his main priority, but there was almost panic on his face as he checked for any head injuries of which, surprisingly, there were none. "She's been poisoned, and is breaking out into a fever. We need some cool wet cloths. Miaka? Could you check for any other injuries? I'll help you carry her into another room."
Chichiri had taken charge surprisingly fast, but nothing could be done. Mitsukake could not heal the spirit poison, and felt all the more awful. By the coming of night, she had fallen farther, into a coma.
"She looks peaceful, calm," Suki said quietly. "Almost like Sleeping Beauty."
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Everyone wanted Carrie to wake back up, but days passed, even weeks, turning to a month. The entire mountain seemed morose, even the Nyan-nyans couldn't raise their own spirits, much less everyone else's. But one night Kyra walked into the room in which Carrie lay, and noticed that her hair was darker, more of a dull color than before.
"Even now, she is undergoing a transformation."
Taiitsu-kun floated through the doorway and over to the bed. "She is melding with her past life. She might keep her eyes, but her hair changes color. Or her skin might become pale, while she remains the same height."
"What is keeping her alive? Her heart must be starving."
"Magic. The magic of this place allows her to keep living, even if unconscious. And maybe some help from her respective god, Suzaku. She mustn't die just yet. Now come to bed."
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*Kouran sat in the corner of the room, her face hidden by her knees, refusing to look at anything. He couldn't control his actions.
"What?"
"I'm sorry.I just can't."
He was quiet for a while, feeling a rage brew within him. "You love him, don't you? Don't you?"
She looked up at him, but it wasn't Kouran. It was Carrie.*
He sat up in bed, the whole place was dark. Getting up to wander, he stumbled into a room. Someone was sleeping peacefully. Carrie? Stepping closer, he peered at the woman. No.
He fell backwards and hit his head. When he could feel the pain, he knew it wasn't a dream. Had he seen Kouran there?
"Hey, I heard you hit something. Anything wrong?"
Chichiri looked up at Chiriko. "No, nothing, no da. I just tripped on something."
"What's all the banging about?" Tasuki asked, stretching. Slowly, everyone filed into the room.
"I was just checking on her," Chichiri said. "It's no big deal."
"But you might want to consider this one."
Amiboshi sat on the windowsill.
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A/N: "Hey everyone! Himitsu here. Well what is this deal Amiboshi is talking about? And why is Chichiri having dreams with Kouran and Carrie? Find out next chap. Ja ne!"
Bam!
The three girls turned to face the intruder. He had long blue hair and brown eyes like milk chocolate. Suki stepped forward. "Who are you?!"
"Me? I am called Hikou. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance."
Carrie stared at him hard.
Hikou. She felt a cold fear creep down her spine, and yet he seemed familiar, though she hadn't seen him before.
"Kouran, come with me. Where has your fiancée gone now?"
Carrie backed up. "I.I don't know what you're talking about."
He disappeared and reappeared beside her faster than she could react. Taking her in his arms, he looked deeply into her eyes, and leaned toward her.
"Do you remember how happy we were? I thought you had died, but here you are, and you can bring me back." He pulled her tightly and kissed her.
She shoved as hard as she could. "No!" she cried, tasting the poison upon her lips as she reeled back. He reached out for her too late.
She fell over the side of the railing.
"Carrie!"
"No! Be gone spirit, hateful one, and do no more damage than you have done!"
Hikou disappeared.
Carrie fell, feeling unconsciousness come as her friends cried for her. He meant no harm, but she shrieked, uttered a single word as she fell to the ground.
Impact. Then nothing.
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"What?"
Nuriko looked up as the shriek resonated around her, loud and garbled. He looked at Chichiri, who disappeared under his Kasa. Seeing the others heading toward the vast palace, he followed.
When they got there, he saw Chichiri doing all in his power to keep her alive. It was his main priority, but there was almost panic on his face as he checked for any head injuries of which, surprisingly, there were none. "She's been poisoned, and is breaking out into a fever. We need some cool wet cloths. Miaka? Could you check for any other injuries? I'll help you carry her into another room."
Chichiri had taken charge surprisingly fast, but nothing could be done. Mitsukake could not heal the spirit poison, and felt all the more awful. By the coming of night, she had fallen farther, into a coma.
"She looks peaceful, calm," Suki said quietly. "Almost like Sleeping Beauty."
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Everyone wanted Carrie to wake back up, but days passed, even weeks, turning to a month. The entire mountain seemed morose, even the Nyan-nyans couldn't raise their own spirits, much less everyone else's. But one night Kyra walked into the room in which Carrie lay, and noticed that her hair was darker, more of a dull color than before.
"Even now, she is undergoing a transformation."
Taiitsu-kun floated through the doorway and over to the bed. "She is melding with her past life. She might keep her eyes, but her hair changes color. Or her skin might become pale, while she remains the same height."
"What is keeping her alive? Her heart must be starving."
"Magic. The magic of this place allows her to keep living, even if unconscious. And maybe some help from her respective god, Suzaku. She mustn't die just yet. Now come to bed."
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*Kouran sat in the corner of the room, her face hidden by her knees, refusing to look at anything. He couldn't control his actions.
"What?"
"I'm sorry.I just can't."
He was quiet for a while, feeling a rage brew within him. "You love him, don't you? Don't you?"
She looked up at him, but it wasn't Kouran. It was Carrie.*
He sat up in bed, the whole place was dark. Getting up to wander, he stumbled into a room. Someone was sleeping peacefully. Carrie? Stepping closer, he peered at the woman. No.
He fell backwards and hit his head. When he could feel the pain, he knew it wasn't a dream. Had he seen Kouran there?
"Hey, I heard you hit something. Anything wrong?"
Chichiri looked up at Chiriko. "No, nothing, no da. I just tripped on something."
"What's all the banging about?" Tasuki asked, stretching. Slowly, everyone filed into the room.
"I was just checking on her," Chichiri said. "It's no big deal."
"But you might want to consider this one."
Amiboshi sat on the windowsill.
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A/N: "Hey everyone! Himitsu here. Well what is this deal Amiboshi is talking about? And why is Chichiri having dreams with Kouran and Carrie? Find out next chap. Ja ne!"