*Notes*
Since this story kind of rewrites the whole thing over, it has spoilers for the whole series. And those of you who haven't seen the whole thing-what happens here doesn't necessarily happen in the real show. Don't say I warned you when Tamahome dies or something. Well, that doesn't really happen, but I wish it would...anyway. Any bad language is kept to a dull minimum, with the exception of Tasuki of course. Nothing else is bad except for your average thug and his gang of advantage taking hoodlums, and I'll make sure that only happens once or twice...or never. We'll see what happens.
Type with {{ this }} around it is a scene set in a different place, sort of but not really associated with regular type. In the prologue, it is just filler and is showing the time differences. See if you can recognize who's talking! BTW, it's from the manga if it sounds a bit different. I tried bolding the words, but it didn't work.
P.S. I don't own any of the basic storyline, but I do own the characters I made up. If you use them, I will only laugh at your stupidity because you can't think of your own characters, which would most definitely be better than mine. So ha.
Chapter One: Prologue to a Dream...
"Oh sh...sugar." The young girl exclaimed. " Maybe I should just give up." She sighed and set down her violin. "No matter how hard I try, I just cannot play this song the way it's supposed to be. There's no way I'll ever be able to play this song for the competition next week!" She cried to her best friend, Taylor, who sat watching, with her big brown eyes full of concern for her friend.
Taylor stood. "I'm sure if you practiced..." She was cut off abruptly when her friend shook her head violently, her blue eyes about to overflow with tears.
"I've practiced enough. Look at my hands-they're all calloused and red, just because I spend 5 hours a day practicing this song! This stupid song! I'm sick of it, and I'm sick of trying to play it-I just can't do it Taylor! I can't!"
Taylor sighed, and ran a hand through her red, curly hair. "You said that yesterday, and here you are again, playing this song over and over. You've almost got it, Misara, I can tell...I don't think you should give up just yet." She put the violin in its case and hugged her friend. "Let's go get something to eat, ok? It'll take your mind off the song for a while."
Misara nodded, relieved to be doing something else than play her violin. "Do you mind if we go to that new restaurant across town? I hear it's really good."
"You mean that Chinese one called 'The Four Gods'? That sounds delicious...as long as I can drive!"
"What?? I'm a much better driver than you, Taylor! Last time you almost killed me!"
"Come on, Misara! We've been best friends since kindergarten! Do you honestly think I would kill you in such a boring way?"
"Taylor!!"
{{{ "Are you alright? You're bleeding."
"Th-thank you so much!"
"Skip the thanks. I'll take money!"
"Huh?? We don't have a cent..."
"What!?! You're broke?! Don't you ladies know money makes the world go around? I'm not giving out any free rides!"
"Nobody asked you to save us!"
"Poor folks bug me! Later!"
"Wait!! Where are we??" }}}
"Wow! Would you look at this place Taylor? It's beautiful! I love ancient Chinese stuff like this! You never see anything this beautiful here in America!"
Taylor groaned. "Would you keep it down Misara? You're embarrassing."
Misara grinned, her blue eyes sparkling, and plopped herself down at their table. She rubbed her hands together and looked eagerly at the menu. "You're paying, right?"
{{{ "You need to find your companion?"
"He wouldn't have gotten mixed up in this if it weren't for me! I can't go back to my own world until I know he got away safely..."
"You came from...another world!?"
"Y-You probably don't believe me, and I understand. You must think I'm crazy."
"NOT AT ALL!! I just LOVE things like that! That's incredible! I'm Hotohori, although people usually call me something else."
"Oh...I'm Miaka Yuki. Just call me Miaka."
"Stop talking about going away, and stay here a while. I just know the Emperor would never have you killed. What's the matter?"
"O-Oh...I was just thinking how beautiful you are!"
"Everybody says that." }}}
"My goodness, that was delicious! I wish I could have food like this all the time!" Misara was still smiling, but her plate was empty...well, all 5 of her plates were empty. Taylor shook her head and smiled at her friend. She seemed happier now that she had something to eat and her mind was in other places than her violin competition. Misara always put so much pressure on herself to be the best; in school, playing the violin, and softball. Few people really knew that Misara was cheerful and happy when she wasn't stressed out, and she was stressed out a lot. She should have a little time for herself, and that's what Taylor intended by bringing Misara out on the town tonight.
"Hey, Taylor? Do you know where the bathrooms are?"
"Huh?" Taylor shook herself out of her daydreaming. "No, but I bet they're that way." She pointed her finger toward the other end of the restaurant.
"Okay, I'll be right back!" Misara trotted off, her dark brown hair swinging.
{{{ "Miaka? Could you come over here?"
"What is it?"
"Some time ago, I lost a very precious earring while I was taking a walk near the pond. It's made out of a clear crystal...so it's hard to find! The jewel is called "Glow Stone", and it shines in the dark. But the pond is so deep and my attendants are too scared to find it at night, and as you know, I am not allowed to leave the inner buildings!"
"Oh! You want me to go get it?"
"Oh would you? In return I promise to serve as one of the Seven Celestial warriors of Suzaku."
"Sure! I'll be back in a sec."
"Fool." }}}
Misara wandered around for a moment, looking for a sign to the bathrooms. Suddenly, she saw it, back in a dark corner of the restaurant. As she neared the women's bathroom, she noticed a statue of a bird, exactly like the big one at the entrance of the restaurant. At the entrance, however, there had been three other statues, of different animals, and this one was all alone. Misara stepped closer to get a better look, and noticed a small sign declaring that this was Suzaku, guardian of the South. It was pretty cool, she thought to herself. I wonder what the other three statues are.
"Misara..."
"Huh??" Misara whirled around, but there was no one there. Must have been my imagination, she thought. She shrugged her shoulders and went into the bathroom.
{{{ "Let me OUT of here!!"
"I don't think so! I prefer Hotohori. Tamahome's just so cold! So I'll just stay in this world and live with Hotohori forever. I don't want to go back to the real world. Who'd want to go back to those awful entrance exams? I'll never go to school or cram school again! Now it's your turn to become my image and watch me from the backside of the mirror!"
"WAIT! Let me OUT of here!!" }}}
As Misara took off her ring and washed her hands, she thought more about that statue and that voice that whispered her name. That voice gave her shivers. It was so soft and sounded so sad. "What are you thinking?" She spoke out loud to herself. "It was just a figment of your imagination! All that violin playing is messing with your head, Misara!" She hit the heel of her hand against her forehead a few times, but had to stop because her hands were all wet. She groaned, grabbed some paper towel, and wiped off her hands and face. As she left the bathroom, she hit herself a few more times for good measure. The statue seemed to watch her as she walked by it and headed back to her table.
{{{ "Yui! I'm inside the book!"
"The book? You mean."
"That's right! "The Universe of the Four Gods!" We both saw it! I'm closed up inside!"
"I thought that might be it...you're wounded pretty badly, huh?"
"How do you know?"
"I just know...Hold on. I'll be there in a second..."
"No! Yui, you can't! I don't think I can come back anymore..."
"Why? Hey, don't give up! Come back home!"
"But..."
"I'll get you out of the book, so don't you DARE give up, Miaka!"
"Yui..." }}}
Outside, it had started to snow. Misara and Taylor stood by the doorway, ready to leave. Misara grabbed her gloves out of her purse, and pulled one on. As she went to put on the other, she noticed that her ring wasn't on her finger.
"Oh no!"
"What? What's wrong, Misara?"
"I must have left my ring in the bathroom when I washed my hands!"
"You're so forgetful Misara! You're always doing that!" Taylor exclaimed.
Misara pulled off her glove and shoved it back into her purse. "I've got to go get it! Wait here for me, ok? I'll be right back!" She took off toward the bathroom.
{{{ "If the circumstances were normal, and all seven celestial warriors were present, this would be easy. But Nuriko is the only unwounded warrior...and the amount of spiritual energy needed is enormous."
"We can do it."
"Yes, we can return her to her home."
"Don't you worry about a thing, Miaka." }}}
Misara had to walk by the statue to get into the bathroom. As she did, she felt a little dizzy, but shook it off. She pushed the door open to the bathroom. The counter was empty. Her ring wasn't there.
{{{"You fool! Concentrate! If you don't, you could spend eternity in the breach between time and space!" }}}
"Oh no! Where is it?" Misara looked around frantically, then dropped to her knees and looked on the floor. "Oh! Maybe someone found it and took it to lost and found or something! I'll go look there." She stood up and headed toward the bathroom door.
{{{ "You idiot! Come back home! Come home, dammit!! Your mother and brother are worried sick over you!!" }}}
She opened the door and stared straight into the eyes of the statue. She stopped, transfixed, and stared at it, wide-eyed. Was it her imagination, or was it glowing?
{{{ "Miaka!!!!"
I'm going home...back to my own world...back home!!!
"MIAKA!!!!!!" }}}
Before Misara had time to scream, a brilliant red light shot out of the statue and engulfed her.
Since this story kind of rewrites the whole thing over, it has spoilers for the whole series. And those of you who haven't seen the whole thing-what happens here doesn't necessarily happen in the real show. Don't say I warned you when Tamahome dies or something. Well, that doesn't really happen, but I wish it would...anyway. Any bad language is kept to a dull minimum, with the exception of Tasuki of course. Nothing else is bad except for your average thug and his gang of advantage taking hoodlums, and I'll make sure that only happens once or twice...or never. We'll see what happens.
Type with {{ this }} around it is a scene set in a different place, sort of but not really associated with regular type. In the prologue, it is just filler and is showing the time differences. See if you can recognize who's talking! BTW, it's from the manga if it sounds a bit different. I tried bolding the words, but it didn't work.
P.S. I don't own any of the basic storyline, but I do own the characters I made up. If you use them, I will only laugh at your stupidity because you can't think of your own characters, which would most definitely be better than mine. So ha.
Chapter One: Prologue to a Dream...
"Oh sh...sugar." The young girl exclaimed. " Maybe I should just give up." She sighed and set down her violin. "No matter how hard I try, I just cannot play this song the way it's supposed to be. There's no way I'll ever be able to play this song for the competition next week!" She cried to her best friend, Taylor, who sat watching, with her big brown eyes full of concern for her friend.
Taylor stood. "I'm sure if you practiced..." She was cut off abruptly when her friend shook her head violently, her blue eyes about to overflow with tears.
"I've practiced enough. Look at my hands-they're all calloused and red, just because I spend 5 hours a day practicing this song! This stupid song! I'm sick of it, and I'm sick of trying to play it-I just can't do it Taylor! I can't!"
Taylor sighed, and ran a hand through her red, curly hair. "You said that yesterday, and here you are again, playing this song over and over. You've almost got it, Misara, I can tell...I don't think you should give up just yet." She put the violin in its case and hugged her friend. "Let's go get something to eat, ok? It'll take your mind off the song for a while."
Misara nodded, relieved to be doing something else than play her violin. "Do you mind if we go to that new restaurant across town? I hear it's really good."
"You mean that Chinese one called 'The Four Gods'? That sounds delicious...as long as I can drive!"
"What?? I'm a much better driver than you, Taylor! Last time you almost killed me!"
"Come on, Misara! We've been best friends since kindergarten! Do you honestly think I would kill you in such a boring way?"
"Taylor!!"
{{{ "Are you alright? You're bleeding."
"Th-thank you so much!"
"Skip the thanks. I'll take money!"
"Huh?? We don't have a cent..."
"What!?! You're broke?! Don't you ladies know money makes the world go around? I'm not giving out any free rides!"
"Nobody asked you to save us!"
"Poor folks bug me! Later!"
"Wait!! Where are we??" }}}
"Wow! Would you look at this place Taylor? It's beautiful! I love ancient Chinese stuff like this! You never see anything this beautiful here in America!"
Taylor groaned. "Would you keep it down Misara? You're embarrassing."
Misara grinned, her blue eyes sparkling, and plopped herself down at their table. She rubbed her hands together and looked eagerly at the menu. "You're paying, right?"
{{{ "You need to find your companion?"
"He wouldn't have gotten mixed up in this if it weren't for me! I can't go back to my own world until I know he got away safely..."
"You came from...another world!?"
"Y-You probably don't believe me, and I understand. You must think I'm crazy."
"NOT AT ALL!! I just LOVE things like that! That's incredible! I'm Hotohori, although people usually call me something else."
"Oh...I'm Miaka Yuki. Just call me Miaka."
"Stop talking about going away, and stay here a while. I just know the Emperor would never have you killed. What's the matter?"
"O-Oh...I was just thinking how beautiful you are!"
"Everybody says that." }}}
"My goodness, that was delicious! I wish I could have food like this all the time!" Misara was still smiling, but her plate was empty...well, all 5 of her plates were empty. Taylor shook her head and smiled at her friend. She seemed happier now that she had something to eat and her mind was in other places than her violin competition. Misara always put so much pressure on herself to be the best; in school, playing the violin, and softball. Few people really knew that Misara was cheerful and happy when she wasn't stressed out, and she was stressed out a lot. She should have a little time for herself, and that's what Taylor intended by bringing Misara out on the town tonight.
"Hey, Taylor? Do you know where the bathrooms are?"
"Huh?" Taylor shook herself out of her daydreaming. "No, but I bet they're that way." She pointed her finger toward the other end of the restaurant.
"Okay, I'll be right back!" Misara trotted off, her dark brown hair swinging.
{{{ "Miaka? Could you come over here?"
"What is it?"
"Some time ago, I lost a very precious earring while I was taking a walk near the pond. It's made out of a clear crystal...so it's hard to find! The jewel is called "Glow Stone", and it shines in the dark. But the pond is so deep and my attendants are too scared to find it at night, and as you know, I am not allowed to leave the inner buildings!"
"Oh! You want me to go get it?"
"Oh would you? In return I promise to serve as one of the Seven Celestial warriors of Suzaku."
"Sure! I'll be back in a sec."
"Fool." }}}
Misara wandered around for a moment, looking for a sign to the bathrooms. Suddenly, she saw it, back in a dark corner of the restaurant. As she neared the women's bathroom, she noticed a statue of a bird, exactly like the big one at the entrance of the restaurant. At the entrance, however, there had been three other statues, of different animals, and this one was all alone. Misara stepped closer to get a better look, and noticed a small sign declaring that this was Suzaku, guardian of the South. It was pretty cool, she thought to herself. I wonder what the other three statues are.
"Misara..."
"Huh??" Misara whirled around, but there was no one there. Must have been my imagination, she thought. She shrugged her shoulders and went into the bathroom.
{{{ "Let me OUT of here!!"
"I don't think so! I prefer Hotohori. Tamahome's just so cold! So I'll just stay in this world and live with Hotohori forever. I don't want to go back to the real world. Who'd want to go back to those awful entrance exams? I'll never go to school or cram school again! Now it's your turn to become my image and watch me from the backside of the mirror!"
"WAIT! Let me OUT of here!!" }}}
As Misara took off her ring and washed her hands, she thought more about that statue and that voice that whispered her name. That voice gave her shivers. It was so soft and sounded so sad. "What are you thinking?" She spoke out loud to herself. "It was just a figment of your imagination! All that violin playing is messing with your head, Misara!" She hit the heel of her hand against her forehead a few times, but had to stop because her hands were all wet. She groaned, grabbed some paper towel, and wiped off her hands and face. As she left the bathroom, she hit herself a few more times for good measure. The statue seemed to watch her as she walked by it and headed back to her table.
{{{ "Yui! I'm inside the book!"
"The book? You mean."
"That's right! "The Universe of the Four Gods!" We both saw it! I'm closed up inside!"
"I thought that might be it...you're wounded pretty badly, huh?"
"How do you know?"
"I just know...Hold on. I'll be there in a second..."
"No! Yui, you can't! I don't think I can come back anymore..."
"Why? Hey, don't give up! Come back home!"
"But..."
"I'll get you out of the book, so don't you DARE give up, Miaka!"
"Yui..." }}}
Outside, it had started to snow. Misara and Taylor stood by the doorway, ready to leave. Misara grabbed her gloves out of her purse, and pulled one on. As she went to put on the other, she noticed that her ring wasn't on her finger.
"Oh no!"
"What? What's wrong, Misara?"
"I must have left my ring in the bathroom when I washed my hands!"
"You're so forgetful Misara! You're always doing that!" Taylor exclaimed.
Misara pulled off her glove and shoved it back into her purse. "I've got to go get it! Wait here for me, ok? I'll be right back!" She took off toward the bathroom.
{{{ "If the circumstances were normal, and all seven celestial warriors were present, this would be easy. But Nuriko is the only unwounded warrior...and the amount of spiritual energy needed is enormous."
"We can do it."
"Yes, we can return her to her home."
"Don't you worry about a thing, Miaka." }}}
Misara had to walk by the statue to get into the bathroom. As she did, she felt a little dizzy, but shook it off. She pushed the door open to the bathroom. The counter was empty. Her ring wasn't there.
{{{"You fool! Concentrate! If you don't, you could spend eternity in the breach between time and space!" }}}
"Oh no! Where is it?" Misara looked around frantically, then dropped to her knees and looked on the floor. "Oh! Maybe someone found it and took it to lost and found or something! I'll go look there." She stood up and headed toward the bathroom door.
{{{ "You idiot! Come back home! Come home, dammit!! Your mother and brother are worried sick over you!!" }}}
She opened the door and stared straight into the eyes of the statue. She stopped, transfixed, and stared at it, wide-eyed. Was it her imagination, or was it glowing?
{{{ "Miaka!!!!"
I'm going home...back to my own world...back home!!!
"MIAKA!!!!!!" }}}
Before Misara had time to scream, a brilliant red light shot out of the statue and engulfed her.
