Suzaku no Saiai
Part X
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 recent college grad with a
secretarial job!. 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.
This is the end finally after a long, long time of desperately trying to find an end to
this strange piece. I'll add a short epilogue in the next few days, but for all intents
and purposes Suzaku no Saiai has ended. A few less strings were tied up than
I'd planned at the first, but I suppose life just works like that sometimes, right? I
also cut the Japanese from this last part because I wasn't in the mood to have to
write up another glossary.^^;
Thanks to all of you who've followed this from the beginning, and I'm sorry it took
so long.
Hotohori held Kourin in a possessive embrace while varied emotions swept across
her pale face. The kanji for "star" pulsed on her neck, a sure sign of her emotional
upheaval, and Nuriko turned away blindly. Pain burned through him with icy fingers.
Couldn't Kourin see what she was doing to them all?
"I see you've made your decision, Kourin," he spat bitterly. "I wondered how
long you would be able to keep up your resolve to stay away from the emperor!"
The slamming door broke a barrier inside the girl, and she increased her struggles.
"Nuriko, you have it wrong; things aren't what they seem!" With superhuman strength
she pushed Hotohori away and slapped him fiercely. "Don't ever try that again," she
threatened, "or you won't live to regret it!"
The imperial seishi looked back at her in surprise. "Kourin? Have you truly
killed all your feelings for me so easily?" Childish fear and uncertainty clouded his face,
and the girl saw the myriad insecurities Hotohori held inside.
Her anger softened, and she squeezed the young man's shoulder companionably.
"I care for you very much, but, no, I don't think I ever loved you in a romantic sense. I
was in love with my image of you as someone safe and how you fit into my purpose
here."
"So you love Nuriko then?" Hotohori asked weakly. "His reaction seems to have
hurt you very deeply. I'm terribly sorry to be the cause of your tears once again."
The girl shook her head as she moved towards her door. Her eyes glowed like
amber stars, and she breathed deeply. " I.I don't know why Nuriko's rejection hurts so
much," Kourin said slowly, "but I do know that I have to find him and try to make things
right again. I'm so tired of people getting hurt because of me."
Nuriko curled into a ball in his bedroom, clutching his chest. " I wish I could
drink and forget, but I'd just end up looking for her.at least she has the sense not to
come in here." He buried his face against one of the chair cushions and begged the tears
to fall, but his eyes remained stubbornly dry and painful.
"Ryuuen? Ryuuen? I know you're in there because I already checked
everywhere else!" Kourin called, opening the door.
The young man lifted his head eagerly, and, for a brief second, his heart leapt.
The image of Kourin in Hotohori's arms flashed through his mind yet again, and he
snarled bitterly, " Just go back to Hotohori and leave me in peace! I'm sick of your
games!"
She moved towards him and lifted her gaze to meet his. "So am I." she
whispered sadly, kneeling on the floor next to
Part X
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 recent college grad with a
secretarial job!. 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.
This is the end finally after a long, long time of desperately trying to find an end to
this strange piece. I'll add a short epilogue in the next few days, but for all intents
and purposes Suzaku no Saiai has ended. A few less strings were tied up than
I'd planned at the first, but I suppose life just works like that sometimes, right? I
also cut the Japanese from this last part because I wasn't in the mood to have to
write up another glossary.^^;
Thanks to all of you who've followed this from the beginning, and I'm sorry it took
so long.
Hotohori held Kourin in a possessive embrace while varied emotions swept across
her pale face. The kanji for "star" pulsed on her neck, a sure sign of her emotional
upheaval, and Nuriko turned away blindly. Pain burned through him with icy fingers.
Couldn't Kourin see what she was doing to them all?
"I see you've made your decision, Kourin," he spat bitterly. "I wondered how
long you would be able to keep up your resolve to stay away from the emperor!"
The slamming door broke a barrier inside the girl, and she increased her struggles.
"Nuriko, you have it wrong; things aren't what they seem!" With superhuman strength
she pushed Hotohori away and slapped him fiercely. "Don't ever try that again," she
threatened, "or you won't live to regret it!"
The imperial seishi looked back at her in surprise. "Kourin? Have you truly
killed all your feelings for me so easily?" Childish fear and uncertainty clouded his face,
and the girl saw the myriad insecurities Hotohori held inside.
Her anger softened, and she squeezed the young man's shoulder companionably.
"I care for you very much, but, no, I don't think I ever loved you in a romantic sense. I
was in love with my image of you as someone safe and how you fit into my purpose
here."
"So you love Nuriko then?" Hotohori asked weakly. "His reaction seems to have
hurt you very deeply. I'm terribly sorry to be the cause of your tears once again."
The girl shook her head as she moved towards her door. Her eyes glowed like
amber stars, and she breathed deeply. " I.I don't know why Nuriko's rejection hurts so
much," Kourin said slowly, "but I do know that I have to find him and try to make things
right again. I'm so tired of people getting hurt because of me."
Nuriko curled into a ball in his bedroom, clutching his chest. " I wish I could
drink and forget, but I'd just end up looking for her.at least she has the sense not to
come in here." He buried his face against one of the chair cushions and begged the tears
to fall, but his eyes remained stubbornly dry and painful.
"Ryuuen? Ryuuen? I know you're in there because I already checked
everywhere else!" Kourin called, opening the door.
The young man lifted his head eagerly, and, for a brief second, his heart leapt.
The image of Kourin in Hotohori's arms flashed through his mind yet again, and he
snarled bitterly, " Just go back to Hotohori and leave me in peace! I'm sick of your
games!"
She moved towards him and lifted her gaze to meet his. "So am I." she
whispered sadly, kneeling on the floor next to