Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, I do not own any of the characters
from F.Y., and i once again might possibly own a life and plans for world
domination.
Warnings: I've pretty given up on warnings... Beware of evil minions. That's all I have to tell you.
A/N: I've finally updated this story and I am actually alive. I am sorry for how long it has taken me to continue this story, or even just write a new chapter. I just don't seem to have enough time. Please forgive me. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review.
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The tall man called Nakago led Koutoku through the huge Kutou palace. It was so large and like nothing he had ever seen. He was amazed at all of the beautiful paintings on the walls of the hallways and even the floor itself.
Finally after a quick, but tiring walk, Nakago stopped in front of a large doorway. It was also very nice and unlike any doorway Koutoku had ever seen, but it also seemed to loom over him like some secret judgment was being made about him. Nakago softly nudged him forward through the large doorway. As he stumbled forward, Nakago quickly stepped through followed by the doors suddenly slamming shut.
He stumbled into a kneel in the middle of the room. He slowly gazed up to see a shadowed figure on a throne way up high. He gasped as he realized it was the emperor of Kutou.
The emperor slowly stood up and spoke in a low voice, "Welcome Seiryu seishi Amiboshi. I am honored to finally meet you and glad that you have come here. Your rooms are being prepared this minute. I hope you will enjoy staying here and will eventually call the palace your home. Your presence here greatly appreciated..."
The emperor slowly walked down the small steps to stand directly in front of Koutoku. He slowly brought one of his to gently press Koutoku's cheek. This touch was very frightening and disturbing. As the emperor's finger slowly slid down he continued, "... and I hope we can become good friends."
"Let the boy go to his room. It has been a long and tiring, " the low and threatening voice of Nakago said.
The emperor slowly backed away while mumbling, "Yes, of course. The boy must be tired... and needs his rest before his training and education begin..."
Nakago tapped Koutoku on the shoulder softly and motioned for Koutoku to follow. They slowly walked out of the rooms as the doors opened.
"Never get close to the emperor, " Nakago said in a somewhat warning, yet protective voice.
Nakago stopped in front of a set of beautifully engraved doors. It had an elegant and deadly dragon on the front. Koutoku stared in awe at it. It looked so smooth it seemed like it was tempting him to touch it.
"These will be your rooms. They are located next to mine. If you need anything ring the bell which is located next to your bed. It will summon a servant who will answer your needs." Nakago pushed the doors open and briskly walked into a lavishly decorated rooms. Almost everything seemed to have a hint of blue as well as dragons.
"I will leave you to get settled in. I will come to meet you at sunset. Be ready and properly dressed by then. You will find clothes in a wardrobe located next to your bed. They might be large, but they will have to do until I am able to set you up with an appointment to get your proper measurements." With that Nakago walked out of the room closing the door behind him.
Koutoku sighed as he slowly wondered through the large and empty rooms. So much space for one person. He felt lonely without his brother. He didn't even know if Shunkaku was dead or alive.
Slowly Koutoku walked out of his rooms and into the gardens of Kutou. He found a secluded spot where he could be alone in peace.
He slowly went to his knees and took out Shunkaku's headband. The only thing he had left related to his brother. Then he took out his flute that had been made by his father. He remembered every time his mother would smile when he played a new song he had learned and every time his father smiled proudly at him.
Tears fell silently down his face as tremors wracked his body. He was all alone now. Everyone he loved had died. His mother, his father, Shunkaku... all dead, or at least impossible to reach.
He silently picked up the gift from his father, his flute, and started to play a song dedicated to the passing of the souls of his family. He hoped that they would find happiness, even if they didn't wait for him. Although he did hope that his family would wait for him, wherever they were.
Koutoku felt another's presence in his quiet sanctuary and stopped playing. Silence completely surrounded him. The person slowly walked up behind him. Each step they took seemed so loud. A firm hand lightly rested on his shoulder. "You should let them go. You must find peace for yourself. They won't come back. I've sent orders for there to be a grave for your parents. Your brother is most likely alive, yet I can't confirm anything." The voice was emotionless. It held understanding, but seemed to sound like the words were all meaning less, had no point except to be spoken to him.
Koutoku slowly turned to face Nakago. He spoke in a very soft and grave voice, even though he was screaming loudly in his mind. "Why should I listen to you? It's not like you care, or should care. My family's dead, so what, that means nothing to you. Why did you come here? Did you come here just to tell me that? You have no right to tell me to let them go. It's not like this has happened to you." Koutoku felt hot tears slowly trail down his already flushed and wet cheeks.
Nakago's emotionless voice replied, "You're right, I shouldn't care. I don't care. Especially not for a little thing such as you, but you are a Seiryu seishi. We have both been chosen by Seiryu for a purpose and I know it was not for you to come here and cry. You've come here to wait for the priestess. I have waited for her longer then you. i've been here at the palace since I was younger then you." With those words Nakago slowly walked away.
When Nakago was almost out of sight. He softly spoke, "You're wrong. Something like this has happened to me. I used to live with my mother in a Hin village. My father was the shogun. One day Kutou soldiers came and attacked my village. I found my mother being hurt by some soldiers. I got very angry for them to be trying to hurt my mother. Somehow my powers came to me then. I created a large chi blast and turned the soldiers and my mother to ash. I was then taken away to the Kutou palace and told I was a Seiryu seishi. Later, in rage I killed my father because he knew that the village would be attacked. He was the one who sent out the orders. With that I then became the new shogun. You're not the only one who's alone. You just think you are."
Silently Nakago swiftly left. Leaving a confused boy alone with his misery and new findings.
~*~ A/N: I'll write about Shunkaku, Suboshi, in the next chapter. Amazingly enough this was a long chapter for only one twin. Please forgive me Suboshi, I just couldn't seem to fit you in this chapter. In other news, the more reviews I get, the likelier it is for me to update.
Warnings: I've pretty given up on warnings... Beware of evil minions. That's all I have to tell you.
A/N: I've finally updated this story and I am actually alive. I am sorry for how long it has taken me to continue this story, or even just write a new chapter. I just don't seem to have enough time. Please forgive me. I hope you enjoy this chapter and please review.
~*~
The tall man called Nakago led Koutoku through the huge Kutou palace. It was so large and like nothing he had ever seen. He was amazed at all of the beautiful paintings on the walls of the hallways and even the floor itself.
Finally after a quick, but tiring walk, Nakago stopped in front of a large doorway. It was also very nice and unlike any doorway Koutoku had ever seen, but it also seemed to loom over him like some secret judgment was being made about him. Nakago softly nudged him forward through the large doorway. As he stumbled forward, Nakago quickly stepped through followed by the doors suddenly slamming shut.
He stumbled into a kneel in the middle of the room. He slowly gazed up to see a shadowed figure on a throne way up high. He gasped as he realized it was the emperor of Kutou.
The emperor slowly stood up and spoke in a low voice, "Welcome Seiryu seishi Amiboshi. I am honored to finally meet you and glad that you have come here. Your rooms are being prepared this minute. I hope you will enjoy staying here and will eventually call the palace your home. Your presence here greatly appreciated..."
The emperor slowly walked down the small steps to stand directly in front of Koutoku. He slowly brought one of his to gently press Koutoku's cheek. This touch was very frightening and disturbing. As the emperor's finger slowly slid down he continued, "... and I hope we can become good friends."
"Let the boy go to his room. It has been a long and tiring, " the low and threatening voice of Nakago said.
The emperor slowly backed away while mumbling, "Yes, of course. The boy must be tired... and needs his rest before his training and education begin..."
Nakago tapped Koutoku on the shoulder softly and motioned for Koutoku to follow. They slowly walked out of the rooms as the doors opened.
"Never get close to the emperor, " Nakago said in a somewhat warning, yet protective voice.
Nakago stopped in front of a set of beautifully engraved doors. It had an elegant and deadly dragon on the front. Koutoku stared in awe at it. It looked so smooth it seemed like it was tempting him to touch it.
"These will be your rooms. They are located next to mine. If you need anything ring the bell which is located next to your bed. It will summon a servant who will answer your needs." Nakago pushed the doors open and briskly walked into a lavishly decorated rooms. Almost everything seemed to have a hint of blue as well as dragons.
"I will leave you to get settled in. I will come to meet you at sunset. Be ready and properly dressed by then. You will find clothes in a wardrobe located next to your bed. They might be large, but they will have to do until I am able to set you up with an appointment to get your proper measurements." With that Nakago walked out of the room closing the door behind him.
Koutoku sighed as he slowly wondered through the large and empty rooms. So much space for one person. He felt lonely without his brother. He didn't even know if Shunkaku was dead or alive.
Slowly Koutoku walked out of his rooms and into the gardens of Kutou. He found a secluded spot where he could be alone in peace.
He slowly went to his knees and took out Shunkaku's headband. The only thing he had left related to his brother. Then he took out his flute that had been made by his father. He remembered every time his mother would smile when he played a new song he had learned and every time his father smiled proudly at him.
Tears fell silently down his face as tremors wracked his body. He was all alone now. Everyone he loved had died. His mother, his father, Shunkaku... all dead, or at least impossible to reach.
He silently picked up the gift from his father, his flute, and started to play a song dedicated to the passing of the souls of his family. He hoped that they would find happiness, even if they didn't wait for him. Although he did hope that his family would wait for him, wherever they were.
Koutoku felt another's presence in his quiet sanctuary and stopped playing. Silence completely surrounded him. The person slowly walked up behind him. Each step they took seemed so loud. A firm hand lightly rested on his shoulder. "You should let them go. You must find peace for yourself. They won't come back. I've sent orders for there to be a grave for your parents. Your brother is most likely alive, yet I can't confirm anything." The voice was emotionless. It held understanding, but seemed to sound like the words were all meaning less, had no point except to be spoken to him.
Koutoku slowly turned to face Nakago. He spoke in a very soft and grave voice, even though he was screaming loudly in his mind. "Why should I listen to you? It's not like you care, or should care. My family's dead, so what, that means nothing to you. Why did you come here? Did you come here just to tell me that? You have no right to tell me to let them go. It's not like this has happened to you." Koutoku felt hot tears slowly trail down his already flushed and wet cheeks.
Nakago's emotionless voice replied, "You're right, I shouldn't care. I don't care. Especially not for a little thing such as you, but you are a Seiryu seishi. We have both been chosen by Seiryu for a purpose and I know it was not for you to come here and cry. You've come here to wait for the priestess. I have waited for her longer then you. i've been here at the palace since I was younger then you." With those words Nakago slowly walked away.
When Nakago was almost out of sight. He softly spoke, "You're wrong. Something like this has happened to me. I used to live with my mother in a Hin village. My father was the shogun. One day Kutou soldiers came and attacked my village. I found my mother being hurt by some soldiers. I got very angry for them to be trying to hurt my mother. Somehow my powers came to me then. I created a large chi blast and turned the soldiers and my mother to ash. I was then taken away to the Kutou palace and told I was a Seiryu seishi. Later, in rage I killed my father because he knew that the village would be attacked. He was the one who sent out the orders. With that I then became the new shogun. You're not the only one who's alone. You just think you are."
Silently Nakago swiftly left. Leaving a confused boy alone with his misery and new findings.
~*~ A/N: I'll write about Shunkaku, Suboshi, in the next chapter. Amazingly enough this was a long chapter for only one twin. Please forgive me Suboshi, I just couldn't seem to fit you in this chapter. In other news, the more reviews I get, the likelier it is for me to update.