A/N: I hope this doesn't turn out like F/Y, with Ayla falling in love with
Tama-chan. Anyways, I hope to have Shim become quite the charmer..little
kids can be so cute when they aren't your own.
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, Yu Watese does.yadda yadda *yawn*. T.A. Barron I'm only borrowing the name Shim, for exactly what it is, a name. Jean M. Auel, I'm only borrowing the name Ayla for exactly what it is, a name.
Ayla & Shim
Chapter One
Tamahome saw Ayla go down on her knees, as a man hit her in the stomach. He heard her beg and plead for the to take her and leave her little brother alone. He felt his character heat up, ' Why do I always get myself into these messes?', was his final thought before he began to fight the men off.
After the men had sensed that they weren't going to get Ayla and Shim, they rode off on their horses, leaving nothing but a trail of dust, rocks, tears and blood. Tamahome reached out to Ayla, for she was laying in the dirt face down.
"Ayla, are you alright, are you okay?," Tamahome asked, as he nudged her arm. An expression of concern washed over his face as he looked for Shim. Ayla lifted herself with great difficulty to reveal Shim under her. She had protected him from the men, the best way she knew how. Shim was quietly sobbing.
"Shh..Shimmie, its okay, those mean men are gone okay?" Ayla cooed at Shim to get him to stop crying. She swept him up in a hug. "Now, do you think you could lead us to Emperor Saihitei, without the fee?" Ayla asked Tamahome, raising her eyebrows.
"I guess I can do that," he said begrudgingly.
"Good," she smiled, "Where to next?" she asked.
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"Where is she?," Ayla's mother questioned the walls for the hundredth time, wringing her hands. "She should've been home hours ago." She looked at the phone expectantly; waiting for it to ring; with Ayla's voice on the other line saying "Yeah, mom I'm on my way home." Ayla's mother had called each and everyone of her friends, hoping that she had just stopped by for a quick second, but she was met with a "Nope, haven't seen her" every time. She even called the library, they said she wasn't there, but her stuff was there. 'How puzzling.' "Where could she be?" she wondered out loud, chewing on her fingernails, watching the doorway and the phone.
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Tamahome, Ayla, and Shim stood outside the palace of Hong-Nan. A stonefaced guard resisted in letting them see the Emperor.
"But, its an emergency, please, we need to see the Emperor!" Tamahome and Ayla pleaded together.
Shim tugged on Ayla's shirt, "I have to go potty!!", he cried stamping his foot.
"Please, sir, we have to go inside, you heard him, he has to go to the bathroom!" Ayla pleaded.
The guard, never before called sir, thought about it for a minute and then relented. "Only because the boy has to use the bathroom," he grunted.
"Tamahome, do you think you could take him to the bathroom, or whatever it is you guys use?" Ayla questioned, unsure if they had invented toilets yet. "Please?" She smiled when he nodded his consent. They parted ways and Ayla was unsure of where to find the Emperor, she dimly heard the noise of people arguing and decided to follow it, thinking it would lead her to the Emperor.
After many twists and turns, she came to a brightly lit room, with a handsome young man sitting on a throne arguing with what looked to be his advisors. "Umm, excuse me?" Ayla asked timidly, she almost felt like raising her hand like in class, that always got her teacher's attention. She resisted the urge, and tried again. "EXCUSE ME!!" she fairly had to yell to be heard over the increasing din. Everyone turned to look at her, facial expressions slightly annoyed. She gave a sigh of relief, "Thank you, you guys sounded like my little brother when he hasn't had his nap." The handsome young man on the throne blushed.
"Who are you?," he questioned.
"My name is Ayla."
"Ayla.what a pretty name." He mused, taking in her features.
"And who are you?" she promted.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Hotohori, and I am the emperor of Hong- Nan."
Ayla's eyes widened, "Uh." Ayla was at a loss of words.
Hotohori chuckled at her wonderment, "Close your mouth, flies will fly in." Ayla blushed and shut her mouth. An akward silence blanketed both of them, until Ayla spied Tamahome pulling Shim along. Ayla ran to them grateful for an out.
"Shim sweetie, did you go potty all by yourself? What a good boy!" Ayla said as she knelt down to Shim's level. "Did you say thank you to Tamahome for taking to the bathroom?" Shim shook his head no. "Well then you should thank him shouldn't you?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
Shim dutifully opened his mouth and chourused, "Thank you Tamahome" in his two year old voice.
Ayla stood up and smiled down at him, she was about to thank Tamahome but found him kneeling on the ground. She was about to tell him to get up, but then realized that Hotohori was the emperor and a feeling of stupidity came over her as she knelt down beside him.
"You may rise." Hotohori said to both Tamahome and Ayla, trying to surprese a chuckle. It was then he took in her long flowered skirt and white shirt, and the chuckle turned into a gasp. "You're not from around here are you?" he questioned.
Ayla nodded, "I'm from Toyko, and just so you know, this little munchkin is my little brother, Shim." She said pointing to her little brother who at the moment was picking his nose. "Shim don't do that, that's gross." Ayla said swatting half heartedly at his hand.
"I wonder why Suzaku chose two to enter the book this time. " Hotohori mused. "She does look like she would fulfill the job, she has that defiant streak in her, I can see it in her eyes." He continued musing to himself.
"Suzaku? Defiant streak?" Ayla asked Hotohori, but before the word streak had escaped her lips, she clapped her hand to her mouth and her eyes got big, portions of The Universe of the Four Gods came back to her. "' This is the legend of the Suzaku no Miko and of her joys and trials...The story itself is an incantation.Once the page is turned the legend becomes real.'" 'But it says nothing of little brothers'
Ayla looked over at Shim, who was investigating some pieces of pottery, and had the advisers chasing after him. A worried look passed over her face.
"Would you like to become Suzaku's priestess?" Hotohori asked softly.
Ayla looked from Shim to Tamahome and then back to Hotohori, she stared straight into his eyes and whispered "Yes."
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A/N: *looks through her story* I thought the 'potty' idea was pretty good. Hey it got them into the palace didn't it? *shrugs* well if you don't like it oh well, not much I can do for you. I know Hotohori seems a little well you know absentminded, but umm.I wasn't really sure how this chapter was going to play out so yeah. I'm sure it sounds pretty sloppy and I'll probably go back and fix it, but for right now this is pretty good. Well anyways don't be a fribble and have a skippirific day! Je-ne!
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi, Yu Watese does.yadda yadda *yawn*. T.A. Barron I'm only borrowing the name Shim, for exactly what it is, a name. Jean M. Auel, I'm only borrowing the name Ayla for exactly what it is, a name.
Ayla & Shim
Chapter One
Tamahome saw Ayla go down on her knees, as a man hit her in the stomach. He heard her beg and plead for the to take her and leave her little brother alone. He felt his character heat up, ' Why do I always get myself into these messes?', was his final thought before he began to fight the men off.
After the men had sensed that they weren't going to get Ayla and Shim, they rode off on their horses, leaving nothing but a trail of dust, rocks, tears and blood. Tamahome reached out to Ayla, for she was laying in the dirt face down.
"Ayla, are you alright, are you okay?," Tamahome asked, as he nudged her arm. An expression of concern washed over his face as he looked for Shim. Ayla lifted herself with great difficulty to reveal Shim under her. She had protected him from the men, the best way she knew how. Shim was quietly sobbing.
"Shh..Shimmie, its okay, those mean men are gone okay?" Ayla cooed at Shim to get him to stop crying. She swept him up in a hug. "Now, do you think you could lead us to Emperor Saihitei, without the fee?" Ayla asked Tamahome, raising her eyebrows.
"I guess I can do that," he said begrudgingly.
"Good," she smiled, "Where to next?" she asked.
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"Where is she?," Ayla's mother questioned the walls for the hundredth time, wringing her hands. "She should've been home hours ago." She looked at the phone expectantly; waiting for it to ring; with Ayla's voice on the other line saying "Yeah, mom I'm on my way home." Ayla's mother had called each and everyone of her friends, hoping that she had just stopped by for a quick second, but she was met with a "Nope, haven't seen her" every time. She even called the library, they said she wasn't there, but her stuff was there. 'How puzzling.' "Where could she be?" she wondered out loud, chewing on her fingernails, watching the doorway and the phone.
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Tamahome, Ayla, and Shim stood outside the palace of Hong-Nan. A stonefaced guard resisted in letting them see the Emperor.
"But, its an emergency, please, we need to see the Emperor!" Tamahome and Ayla pleaded together.
Shim tugged on Ayla's shirt, "I have to go potty!!", he cried stamping his foot.
"Please, sir, we have to go inside, you heard him, he has to go to the bathroom!" Ayla pleaded.
The guard, never before called sir, thought about it for a minute and then relented. "Only because the boy has to use the bathroom," he grunted.
"Tamahome, do you think you could take him to the bathroom, or whatever it is you guys use?" Ayla questioned, unsure if they had invented toilets yet. "Please?" She smiled when he nodded his consent. They parted ways and Ayla was unsure of where to find the Emperor, she dimly heard the noise of people arguing and decided to follow it, thinking it would lead her to the Emperor.
After many twists and turns, she came to a brightly lit room, with a handsome young man sitting on a throne arguing with what looked to be his advisors. "Umm, excuse me?" Ayla asked timidly, she almost felt like raising her hand like in class, that always got her teacher's attention. She resisted the urge, and tried again. "EXCUSE ME!!" she fairly had to yell to be heard over the increasing din. Everyone turned to look at her, facial expressions slightly annoyed. She gave a sigh of relief, "Thank you, you guys sounded like my little brother when he hasn't had his nap." The handsome young man on the throne blushed.
"Who are you?," he questioned.
"My name is Ayla."
"Ayla.what a pretty name." He mused, taking in her features.
"And who are you?" she promted.
"Oh, I'm sorry, my name is Hotohori, and I am the emperor of Hong- Nan."
Ayla's eyes widened, "Uh." Ayla was at a loss of words.
Hotohori chuckled at her wonderment, "Close your mouth, flies will fly in." Ayla blushed and shut her mouth. An akward silence blanketed both of them, until Ayla spied Tamahome pulling Shim along. Ayla ran to them grateful for an out.
"Shim sweetie, did you go potty all by yourself? What a good boy!" Ayla said as she knelt down to Shim's level. "Did you say thank you to Tamahome for taking to the bathroom?" Shim shook his head no. "Well then you should thank him shouldn't you?" she raised an eyebrow at him.
Shim dutifully opened his mouth and chourused, "Thank you Tamahome" in his two year old voice.
Ayla stood up and smiled down at him, she was about to thank Tamahome but found him kneeling on the ground. She was about to tell him to get up, but then realized that Hotohori was the emperor and a feeling of stupidity came over her as she knelt down beside him.
"You may rise." Hotohori said to both Tamahome and Ayla, trying to surprese a chuckle. It was then he took in her long flowered skirt and white shirt, and the chuckle turned into a gasp. "You're not from around here are you?" he questioned.
Ayla nodded, "I'm from Toyko, and just so you know, this little munchkin is my little brother, Shim." She said pointing to her little brother who at the moment was picking his nose. "Shim don't do that, that's gross." Ayla said swatting half heartedly at his hand.
"I wonder why Suzaku chose two to enter the book this time. " Hotohori mused. "She does look like she would fulfill the job, she has that defiant streak in her, I can see it in her eyes." He continued musing to himself.
"Suzaku? Defiant streak?" Ayla asked Hotohori, but before the word streak had escaped her lips, she clapped her hand to her mouth and her eyes got big, portions of The Universe of the Four Gods came back to her. "' This is the legend of the Suzaku no Miko and of her joys and trials...The story itself is an incantation.Once the page is turned the legend becomes real.'" 'But it says nothing of little brothers'
Ayla looked over at Shim, who was investigating some pieces of pottery, and had the advisers chasing after him. A worried look passed over her face.
"Would you like to become Suzaku's priestess?" Hotohori asked softly.
Ayla looked from Shim to Tamahome and then back to Hotohori, she stared straight into his eyes and whispered "Yes."
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A/N: *looks through her story* I thought the 'potty' idea was pretty good. Hey it got them into the palace didn't it? *shrugs* well if you don't like it oh well, not much I can do for you. I know Hotohori seems a little well you know absentminded, but umm.I wasn't really sure how this chapter was going to play out so yeah. I'm sure it sounds pretty sloppy and I'll probably go back and fix it, but for right now this is pretty good. Well anyways don't be a fribble and have a skippirific day! Je-ne!