Untitled as of yet part 4, a FYFF

Untitled as of yet...

by Neko-Yasha

Note: I still don't own anything related to Fushigi yuugi eccept for my random merchandise and graphic novels... those are mine. =^-^= (hugs them.)

part 4

Kryptonite

Tamahome seemed slightly frazzled by the whole spontinuity of the situation, and sat back on his horse in deep thought.

It had happened rather quickly, Neko admitted, but no matter, they where on their way and actually getting something accomplished which was all that mattered.

K-chan had fallen asleep on her horse and it was now vearing off a little to the right, tempted by the grass, but still wanting to follow it's insticts to follow the rest of the herd. The horse's inner conflict was so complex and multidimensional in a sence of degrees of phisiological interdependance of thought vs. physical function that no human being could even begin to attempt to understand exactly what it was the horse was feeling. The product of all this was that it stopped short, twitching it's ear.

Neko looked over her shoulder at the horse which was now stooped in concentration over which it would rather do and sighed. She turned around and slapped it's rear, forcing it to take off again, K-chan still unconcious. She slowed her pace to ride alongside Tamahome. "So... you knew this was comming, didn't you. Otherwise you wouldn't have decided so quickly."

After a moment he smiled and shook his head. "Yeah... but I really didn't believe it that much. I mean, The priestess hasn't even arrived yet, has she? And all ready we're gathering?"

"I've heard rumors." Neko looked ahead a few seconds then back to him. "Kutou apparently already has their Miko no da."

Tamahome was silent. "So that means..."

"I'm assuming the government here already knows that if we don't gather, we would be powerless against an attack."

Neko's words rang true, but settled funny in her gut after she had said them. She then turned to him once more. "Ne, do you know anything about it? I mean, how long exactly have they had their priestess?" If it was too long, then all of their warriors may have been gathered, while currently the Suzaku only had three.

"Uh, I dunno, I've heard some of those rumors too... but they're old. They've been going around for over a year now, uh, I think two falls befor?"

Neko paled. That was almost a year and a half. plenty of time for them to prepair. Unless...

Did they have to bring some of their warriors from another world like She and K-chan had?

She shook her head. What to do, what to do...

"Oi! I think I see the next village!" K-chan had finnaly woken up and now sat back on her horse, shading her eyes and staring off down the road.

Tamahome grinned and cracked his knuckles. "Great! Maybe we'll meet some more sucke-- I mean customers." He twittered to himself for a little bit.

Neko shook her head. What she hoped they'd find there... was some more warriors. If they where attacked, she wasn't sure how they'd handle. Only one year of training was pathetic... and exactly how much had K-chan had? Feh. Didn't matter.

They entered the city and almost emediatly overheard a commosion. Some one shouted loudly and a chair was tossed out of a window causing Neko's horse to rear, neighing loudly and sending her to the dirt road. "Ichai no da!" She huffed, rubbing her head. K-chan hopped down, handing the reigns to Tamahome.

"You okay, Nek'?" K-chan said.

She nodded, eyes squinted as usuall as a drop of sweat dripped down her brow. "H-hai... It's all good... no worries..." She stood with the aid of her friend, and shook her head, rather dazed. "What's goin' on in there?"

Tamahome had tied their horses to the railing beside a trough and shrugged. "I don't suppose we are going in to look... It's non of our buisness!" He then noticed that he was talking to the empty footprints of his travel companions. "Bah. Maybe I can get something off a bet on the winner." He then followed them inside.

"Stuped broad... You listen, and you listen good! I 'aint takin' non of yer' crap anymore! If I say "jump" you say "how high and what should I wear?"!!" A huge man with arms like tree trunks and to shoulders of a bull approached an innocent looking waitress who was worredly clinging on to her tray in desperation.

"Sir... I-i may be f-forced to ask you to leave..." She timidly shealded herself. "This is not the time or the place..."

"Shut yer yap!" he tossed another chair.

"Hey! Leave her alone!" Neko hollored, pointing dramatically at him. Tamahome had seated himself at the bar and smiled cooly.

"Okay, I'm taking bets! eight to one odds on the big guy!"

"I'm so glad you have confidence in me no da." Neko said angrilly. "K-chan... a little assistance?"

Too late. She was already seated next to Tama at the bar and was ordering drinks. "Da...." Neko sweatdropped again and dodged just in time as a huge sledge-hammer like fist came hurtling towards her, demolishing a table that had been right behind her.

She landed gingerly on a stool, and her hands came together in an odd formation. "Shin...ketsu..khat...KHAN!" Suddenly, a yellow orb of light about the size of a melon formed in between her wrists. "Ha!" The orb shot out toward the man, burning through his shirt and causing him to take a shuffle backwards. He rubbed his shoulder as though she had done nothing but thrown a shoe at him.

"What the hell was that supposed to be?" He then laughed a deep gufawing sound that came from deep in his chest.

"......d-da......" Neko cracked her knuckles. Time to get serious. She snatched up her shokaju and slammed it inbetween the cracks in the floor boards, balaning it so it stood on it's own. She looped her dharma beads over her thumbs and shouted a large forein word. K-chan's attention actually left her martini and she and Tama both looked at the battle.

She repeated the chi blast from befor, but this time it was amplified by the staff befor her. "HA!" It seared forward and crashed into the man's gut, knocking him to the ground. He coughed, then looked up, grinning as a little blood tricked down the courner of his mouth.

He whiped it off, then swayed to his feet. "That all you got, girly? A word of advice... get a better tailor and maybe you'd actually be attractive." he laughed his unnerving guffaw once again. "Now, come 'ere, ya string-bean!" His fist arked around once again, but this time, hit Neko full force, tossing her back into a waiter who was desperatly trying to calm the fiasco. "Now, hunny... how about it? Don't got a choice now do ya's?"

K-chan had gotten to her feet, tessen in hand and ready to beat the drunken bastard to a bloody pulp when suddenly, the waitress looked up at the man and sighed, flipping a purple braid over a shoulder. "Please, I'm not that kind of girl!" She gingerly patted him on the shoulder, sending him hurtling backward into a wall. He sputtered something that was unintellagable befor slidding to the ground.

K-chan ran over to Neko, tears pouring down her cheaks as she lifted the cat-faced girl's head. "Oh, my poor poor Neko! She was so young! So unexperienced! Your death will not be in vain..."

Neko opened an eye and she bonked K-chan on the head. "I'm not dead yet no da!"

"Glad to hear it." K-chan sourly rubbed the lump away and helped her up.

"I've been through worse at Mount Taitiouku... But... how did you do that?" She turned to the waitress who was now brushing herself off.

"Oh, I'm just a little stronge for my age. OH HO HO HO HO HO!" She held up a hand and laughed maniacly. "But, really... I do thank you for your... attempt... at rescueing me."

K-chan grinned. "Oh good, you can buy us drinks."

"I'll buy you drinks if you pay for this mess your friend made..."

A clash of personalities sparked across the room and emediatly it was known that no good would come out of this relationship. Tamahome's winnings where pried from his hands.. (Well, just because Neko didn't win, didn't mean she lost either...) and then placed into the purple-haired waitress'. "Than ya' kindly!" she handed them to the owner who was standing behind the bar indignantly then set her tray down and sat next to them at the bar. "At any rate, that was amazing, no matter how innefective it was!" She smiled and patted Neko on the back, causing her to choke on her drink (water, thank you) and pull her head out of the table-top.

"Ow."

"Oh, Gomen, OH HO HO HO HO HO HO!"

K-chan's eyes flashed as she handed her ice-pack to Neko. "Well, we would be fantastic... being the-" He hand pointed to dramatisize the statement "Suzaku shishiseishi!"

Neko kicked K-chan under the table. "Not so loud, no da!"

The girl's look softened. "You... are the Warriors of Suzaku?"

Neko blushed. "Uh, yeah..."

Tamahome appeared behind them and swung an arm around her and K-chan. "These here are 'Chichiri' and 'Tasuki'... otherwise known as 'Neko' and 'Violent psyco'"

K-chan smacked him in the face with her tessen. "No one asked you."

"And he's Tamahome..." Neko said, smiling kindly. "What's your name?"

The girl reddened. "My name, eh? Heh. Well, I guess that whole little 'tap him through the wall' kinda gave me away anyway. I am Kourin... also known as-" She pulled down her colar a little to reviel a shining red simbol on her chest... "-Nuriko of the Suzaku Shishiseishi."

The three stared for a minute, wide-eyed. K-chan spat out her martini and Neko fell backwards off her chair.

Tamahome grinned evily. "I'm liking this more and more! Almost perfectly surrounded by babes!"

"What do you mean, 'almost'?" K-chan groweled.

"Well, when Neko's bein' serious, she can be pretty hot... under all the houshi-garb I bet there's a kick-ass bod..."

"What about Mua?" Her eyes went sparkly and she pointed at herself with the iron fan.

There was a pause. "You?" Another pause. "HA HA HA HA HA HA! Riiiiiiiight. Way too Tom-boy for me, bro. If the dowlry was big enough, maybe, just maybe I would think about it..."

Nuriko ducked as a huge ball of fire shot straight toward the miser's face.

Neko regained her sences and lept back up onto the table. "Alright! We've got another constilation! Nuts to you, koutou!" She then danced in a happy little circle befor hopping off while grabbing Nuriko's hand and darting for the exit. "You're comming with us!"

K-chan followed behind, sullenly dragging the burnt crisp that was Tamahome.

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"You don't have the best luck with restuarants, do you, Nek'?" K-chan said as they piled onto the horses and started off.

"Man, by the end of tonight, we're gonna' own your sorry buts!" Nuriko said, smiling.

Neko urged her horse forward and smiled. Things where going good. They already had four out of seven of the warriors and where nearing the capital every second.

No worries.

"Ochanoko sai sai na no da." She said happily to herself.

To be continued...

The Rant:

I had alot of trouble writing this episode. Writer's block is a pain. I really had no idea where to go! Nuriko is my second favorite character to Chichiri, so it occured to me how I should introduce her- er, him. =^-^= I wanted my ultravers fic to be different from the real series in a few insignifigant ways, and also different from other fanfiction writers. I don't particularly like it in Fan fiction when the writers go off unnecisarily on the inner dramas of the characters and out think certan aspects to the origonal story, so I decided to keep it simple: I just described K-chan's horse's inner drama instead. I don't know, when I wrote it I found it hysterical, but when I reread it, it was kinda dumb. =^-^= What do you all think? Well, I've done some illustrations for the fic... just some random doodles I did on the back of the print-out of it, and also a couple I drew on my lap-top... they aren't very good, but are kinda cute. =^-^=

Re: My life~ Prom was fun! Yes It was! Yumm Yumm Yumm! I've put up pictures from it so you can now see what the real Neko and K-chan look like. Nyou~~~ =^-^=

I have no idea where the next chapter will go. orororooooo =@.@=

Questions? Comments? email me at chichiri_chan@fushigiyugi.com no da! =^-^=