Suzaku no Saiai
Part 5
Standard disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi is copyrighted by Watase Yuu, Shogakukan,
TV Tokyo, Movic, and Studio Pierrot, and maybe some other people, if I forgot
anyone.^^; Anyway, please don't sue, me. I'm just a poor college student. Kourin
and Jin Feng were created by me, but I'm not responsible for their actions in this
fanfic. I can't control them anymore! If you think you might be more successful
controlling them, feel free to borrow them. Just drop me a line at
jscaife@austin.rr.com to let me know.
Nuriko was walking down a sunny road towards Eiyou, Konan's capital. In the
distance he could see the red roof of the palace, and he smiled at the thought of
seeing Hotohori again...,"but...what about Kourin?" he asked himself uncertainlly,
and the smile faltered.
"What about the girl?" an eerily familiar voice asked from behind him.
Nuriko turned and tried to restrain a scream. "T...T...Taiitsukun!" he gasped.
"Who did you expect? Suzaku himself?" the creator snapped. "We need to talk."
"I can't right now, Taiitsukun," he blushed. How could he be telling the creator of
his universe that he was too busy to pass the time of day with her...him...it? "I'm
doing something for Kourin..."
"That girl is precisely the topic of our conversation," the powerful god(dess)
snapped. "Stay away from her, Nuriko, or you won't live to regret it! She has a
higher purpose to fulfill than making a man of you!"
"But..." the young man protested.
Taiitsukun fixed him with her imperious gaze. "I don't want to hear any protests
from you! It was bad enough Miaka and Tamahome fell in love, but that's
expected of the Mikos and their protectors, but now you have to fall in love with
her!"
"Why don't you just tell me who Kourin really is, and why she's here?" Nuriko
begged.
"You don't need to know!" Taiitsukun informed him brusquely. "Just keep your
hands off her! She chose you to be her protector through all this, so throw away
your feelings and be a Seishi!"/P
"Matte, Taiitsukun!" Nuriko creid. "I still have questions."
"Go to the palace," the unrelenting reply floated back. "You will find some of your
answers there."
Puzzled, Nuriko continued his journey back towards the capital. Something was
very strange. No one was around, and the normally bustling city lay silent.
"What's going on here?" he muttered to himself. "There aren't even any guards at
the palace gates."
He warily entered the silent palace. Not even the footstep of a scurrying servant
marred the eerie quiet. Nuriko looked into the throne room; empty, as were the
kitchens and all the other rooms he'd explored. Unconciously, he'd saved
Suzaku's shrine for last. Nuriko put his hand on the door to swing it open and
stopped. "What's the point? No one's at all is here. Taiitsukun didn't know what
she was talking about."
"Who's there?" came a sweet melodious voice. "Tasukete, onegai!"
"Where are you?" Nuriko called back. "I'll help you."
"I'm in the shrine," the voice sobbed. "Onegai, I'm in the shrine."
Nuriko forced the doors open and strode in. A beautiful young woman of about
his age sat on the floor next to the statue of Suzaku. She wore a golden dress
that sparkled and shimmered about her body and long, golden hair framed her
face. She had lifted her head at the sound of his approach, and he could see that
her eyes were the same shimmering gold colour as her dress, and her skin
seemed to be infused with a golden light.
"Onegai, free me from my chains," the mysterious girl begged. She lifted her hair
so the young man could see the collar and chain binding her to the statue of
Suzaku.
"Who did this to you?" Nuriko gasped in shock. "Why would someone leave you
here?"
"It was a very silly little mortal," the girl replied disdainfully. "She resists me now,
but sooner or later she will yield to me."
"Why do you need a mortal at all?" the Suzaku seishi asked, amazingly having
made the leap from human girl to immortal. "If this one is being so difficult, can't
you just find another one?"
The girl sniffed. "Unfortunately, it has to be in the blood, and usually only one girl
every thousand years has the ability to merge with me. It's just my bad luck that
the silly fool wants to be with her human lover!" She gestured at the wall idly, and
a scene of a couple in a grassy meadow appeared. The picture zoomed in to
show their faces, and Nuriko gasped.
"That's Kourin and Hotohori-sama!" he cried.
Kourin smiled up at Hotohori, and the air between them pulsed with energy.
Hotohori took the girl's face in his hands and kissed her passionately.
Nuriko leapt towards the wall. "Kourin, no!"
"Ah, I understand," the golden girl smiled maliciously. "You're the one she's
chosen as her protector. Poor fools, they always fall in love with the mortal
vessels. She's not meant for you, you know." She lazily stretched as best she
could with her chain. "Why don't you help me? At least then he won't get to have
her either. If you free me, I can promise that."
Nuriko looked at her with eyes burning in fury. He carefully walked over to the
young woman, and menace loomed in every angle of his body. "You bitch!" he
spat and slapped her across the face.
Her neck twisted to the side grotesquely, and the young man was finally able to
see the girl's back which had been carefully hidden against the base of the
statue.
"Gold wings? You have gold wings?" he stammered in shock. "Enough with your
trickery! Who are you, and what do you want with Kourin?"
The girl, or was it woman for she suddenly seemed to mature, laughed
triumphantly. "I am Jin Feng, the youngest of the four heavenly consorts. I am the
golden phoenix."
"Masaka!" the young man exclaimed. "Are you saying that you are the physical
form of the golden phoenix constellation?"
"Don't be foolish," Jin Feng scoffed. "I need a human female to achieve my
physical form and take my place in the heavens. My three sisters, L
Part 5
Standard disclaimer: Fushigi Yuugi is copyrighted by Watase Yuu, Shogakukan,
TV Tokyo, Movic, and Studio Pierrot, and maybe some other people, if I forgot
anyone.^^; Anyway, please don't sue, me. I'm just a poor college student. Kourin
and Jin Feng were created by me, but I'm not responsible for their actions in this
fanfic. I can't control them anymore! If you think you might be more successful
controlling them, feel free to borrow them. Just drop me a line at
jscaife@austin.rr.com to let me know.
Nuriko was walking down a sunny road towards Eiyou, Konan's capital. In the
distance he could see the red roof of the palace, and he smiled at the thought of
seeing Hotohori again...,"but...what about Kourin?" he asked himself uncertainlly,
and the smile faltered.
"What about the girl?" an eerily familiar voice asked from behind him.
Nuriko turned and tried to restrain a scream. "T...T...Taiitsukun!" he gasped.
"Who did you expect? Suzaku himself?" the creator snapped. "We need to talk."
"I can't right now, Taiitsukun," he blushed. How could he be telling the creator of
his universe that he was too busy to pass the time of day with her...him...it? "I'm
doing something for Kourin..."
"That girl is precisely the topic of our conversation," the powerful god(dess)
snapped. "Stay away from her, Nuriko, or you won't live to regret it! She has a
higher purpose to fulfill than making a man of you!"
"But..." the young man protested.
Taiitsukun fixed him with her imperious gaze. "I don't want to hear any protests
from you! It was bad enough Miaka and Tamahome fell in love, but that's
expected of the Mikos and their protectors, but now you have to fall in love with
her!"
"Why don't you just tell me who Kourin really is, and why she's here?" Nuriko
begged.
"You don't need to know!" Taiitsukun informed him brusquely. "Just keep your
hands off her! She chose you to be her protector through all this, so throw away
your feelings and be a Seishi!"/P
"Matte, Taiitsukun!" Nuriko creid. "I still have questions."
"Go to the palace," the unrelenting reply floated back. "You will find some of your
answers there."
Puzzled, Nuriko continued his journey back towards the capital. Something was
very strange. No one was around, and the normally bustling city lay silent.
"What's going on here?" he muttered to himself. "There aren't even any guards at
the palace gates."
He warily entered the silent palace. Not even the footstep of a scurrying servant
marred the eerie quiet. Nuriko looked into the throne room; empty, as were the
kitchens and all the other rooms he'd explored. Unconciously, he'd saved
Suzaku's shrine for last. Nuriko put his hand on the door to swing it open and
stopped. "What's the point? No one's at all is here. Taiitsukun didn't know what
she was talking about."
"Who's there?" came a sweet melodious voice. "Tasukete, onegai!"
"Where are you?" Nuriko called back. "I'll help you."
"I'm in the shrine," the voice sobbed. "Onegai, I'm in the shrine."
Nuriko forced the doors open and strode in. A beautiful young woman of about
his age sat on the floor next to the statue of Suzaku. She wore a golden dress
that sparkled and shimmered about her body and long, golden hair framed her
face. She had lifted her head at the sound of his approach, and he could see that
her eyes were the same shimmering gold colour as her dress, and her skin
seemed to be infused with a golden light.
"Onegai, free me from my chains," the mysterious girl begged. She lifted her hair
so the young man could see the collar and chain binding her to the statue of
Suzaku.
"Who did this to you?" Nuriko gasped in shock. "Why would someone leave you
here?"
"It was a very silly little mortal," the girl replied disdainfully. "She resists me now,
but sooner or later she will yield to me."
"Why do you need a mortal at all?" the Suzaku seishi asked, amazingly having
made the leap from human girl to immortal. "If this one is being so difficult, can't
you just find another one?"
The girl sniffed. "Unfortunately, it has to be in the blood, and usually only one girl
every thousand years has the ability to merge with me. It's just my bad luck that
the silly fool wants to be with her human lover!" She gestured at the wall idly, and
a scene of a couple in a grassy meadow appeared. The picture zoomed in to
show their faces, and Nuriko gasped.
"That's Kourin and Hotohori-sama!" he cried.
Kourin smiled up at Hotohori, and the air between them pulsed with energy.
Hotohori took the girl's face in his hands and kissed her passionately.
Nuriko leapt towards the wall. "Kourin, no!"
"Ah, I understand," the golden girl smiled maliciously. "You're the one she's
chosen as her protector. Poor fools, they always fall in love with the mortal
vessels. She's not meant for you, you know." She lazily stretched as best she
could with her chain. "Why don't you help me? At least then he won't get to have
her either. If you free me, I can promise that."
Nuriko looked at her with eyes burning in fury. He carefully walked over to the
young woman, and menace loomed in every angle of his body. "You bitch!" he
spat and slapped her across the face.
Her neck twisted to the side grotesquely, and the young man was finally able to
see the girl's back which had been carefully hidden against the base of the
statue.
"Gold wings? You have gold wings?" he stammered in shock. "Enough with your
trickery! Who are you, and what do you want with Kourin?"
The girl, or was it woman for she suddenly seemed to mature, laughed
triumphantly. "I am Jin Feng, the youngest of the four heavenly consorts. I am the
golden phoenix."
"Masaka!" the young man exclaimed. "Are you saying that you are the physical
form of the golden phoenix constellation?"
"Don't be foolish," Jin Feng scoffed. "I need a human female to achieve my
physical form and take my place in the heavens. My three sisters, L