In Dedication to Nuriko

Author's Note: Well, here's my first non-humourous fic, if you can even call it a fanfic. It's in letter format. I wrote this to try and get over Nuriko's death. It may seem pretty stupid, but it was how I felt, and if you don't like it, please don't flame it. Nuriko ended up being my favorite character, but Nuriko, at times, seemed like more than a character. So with episode 33 in mind, read on...
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To Nuriko,


We never could figure out if you were really a guy or a girl. You had both sides. I think Miaka said it best. You were just Nuriko. The memories of you brings laughs and tears. You died just before we really got to know you, you were getting over Korin's death, to then have your own life snatched away.

Why didn't they get there sooner? Why couldn't they have come? Why was it left until it was too late? Everyone I know, who is a true Fushigi Yugi fan has cried at your death. I'd find it impossible not to. It was the saddest thing that's ever happened to me. It was like a friend died or something.

Dammit! Why did Ashitare do it! I hate the Seriyu side now, just because of that. I wish it really was a perfect world. You never would have died then, you would have been alive. You were the most real of all the characters, the one who seemed as if you weren't a character at all, but a real person. You willingly gave up your life, so Ashitare couldn't get to the Shinzaho. That's real bravery, and courage.

Many people loved you. I have never seen a Nuriko hate shrine, and I don't see how it's possible to hate you. You held a special place in every one of the seishi's hearts, and in your fans'. You were happy when you died, no regrets, and for that I'm glad, you died for the Suzaku no Miko, with a smile on your face. You fans will always miss you though.


-Ayanami Sakura