Untitled Fushigi Yuugi/Sailor Moon Crossover
Chapter Eight
I am so sorry for such a long wait!!! I hope everyone will be willing to forgive me! I hope that I haven't lost my touch with this story and that everyone enjoys this new chapter. By the way, to everyone who reviewed, Thank You! Purr-chan: Two down, three to go, ne?^_~
PS Happy Holidays!!! ^___^
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi or Sailor Moon
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The downfall of Eiken was to celebrate, in bandit style. Which meant a lot of sake! Wahoo!
Many things can happen when one leaves an impressionable princess in a roomful of celebrating bandit with an endless supply of sake.....
A little bit off-key singing. "We's got a *Hick*bunch of *hehehick* cocococoNUTSSSS *burp*..." as conduct by Usagi.
A bit of dancing....If it could be called that. Think chickens @_@
Harmless flirting...."Yer purty....yer female, right...*snore*"
An interesting lecture on sharing, from Hotohori's not so secret admirer. "Please!!!"
...and all under fifteen minutes. Genrou and Kouji, stood in the doorway after showing the rest to their rooms and kitchens. The red head bandit wasn't the least bit surprised to see his gang celebrating, after all everyone likes a good time. "Ne, Kouji."
"Yeah?"
"What are coco-nuts?"
"I dunno."
"Okay." The leader and his buddy joined the party. So, after Hotohori, Nuriko and Miaka, entered the Mess Hall. Both seishi watched as Miaka tried to look over the stack of many bowls of rice that she held.
"What's going on?"
"This is nothing like your court, Hotohori-sama."
"Is this how the com-
"YOU'RE BACK!!!!!!!!"
"NURIKO!!!"
"HOTO *hick*chan!" Usagi exclaimed, a little tipsy but nonetheless happy to see him "Guessh what?"
"What?" Hotohori, as he glared at the man sitting right next to Usagi. Another bandit, handed her another cup of sake with hearts in his eyes. Dragging his forgotten, yet persistent suitor along, Hotohori moved to Usagi's side. Unfocused blue eyes, looked up at him, as he was wrapped in hug.
"I'sh gonna *hick*bees a 'anit!"
"You're going to be what?!"
As powerful as Hotohori was, as emperor and a Suzaku seishi...He got no answer expect...
"..night..."
Dropping a small sloppy kiss on the corner of Hotohori's mouth, Usagi was soon out like a lamp. "....zzz..."
Miaka, peered around her many bowls of steaming rice. "I call bids on Usagi's dinner!"
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He was an idiot for hoping that it last night had been a horrible nightmare.
There was no other words for it. Chiba Mamoru was a first class idiot.
From across the street, he stood in silent guilt. He looked expectantly at house in front of him, as his conscious reminded him that he was seven different kinds of a fool, for waiting. Usagi wasn't going to be coming out of her house at any given moment. He had seen to that...
"Mamo-chan?"
For a brief moment, Mamoru thought that it was his Usagi, who was tugging on his jacket sleeve. He looked down hoping to see Usagi's soft smile..."Mamo-chan, what are you doing here?"
Chibi-Usa...Disinherited, Mamoru stepped back, looking down at the pink haired child. "Waiting, Chibi-Usa."
"For Usagi?"
"Hai."
"But you wished her away because you don't love her!!!!" Chibi-Usa exclaimed, confused. "Its your fault!...you don't deserve her...you should leave..." Mamoru winced at her words, but the child didn't noticed. He loved her, and then tossed her away. Mamoru hoped that he got ran over by a truck. It was the least he deserved. Though he doubt the senshi would agree.
"I know."
Chibi-Usa looked up at Mamoru confused. Clutching Luna-P to her, she silently waited for Minako at his side. The wait was short, for the blur of blonde hair and light orange clothes known as Aino Minako. "Hey, Chibi-Usa-chan!" The senshi of love exclaimed, a bit winded. It was obvious that Minako, was pointy ignoring Mamoru, if you didn't include the vicious glares she sent his ways. The senshi of love wouldn't let herself sink to his level...yet. Keyword being: Yet. "Lets go before Rei-chan bits my head off!"
"Hai!" Chibi-Usa replied remembering the information she had. But before she left, she had one last question, "Doushite, Mamo-chan?"
"Because I'm a fool."
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Something was poking her. Swatting at the pest, Usagi cuddled into her pillow which was surprisingly firm and warm. Yawning, Usagi made a mental note to ask Gen-chan if she could keep this pillow, for she liked it. A lot. "Usagi..." A deep voice tinted with sleep called out..
"Mmm...." The small princess, tighten her grip around her pillow. If she had been more alert, Usagi would have heard a soft growl. Usagi took it in stride, believing she was having a strange dream.
"Usagi, I need to breathe."
"...ne...?" Sleepily blinking her eyes, she looked up. A pair of golden eyes looked down at her in amusement. Subconsciously, she recognized those eyes. "Hoto-chan..." She smiled up at him, before laying down her head on her pillow....Firm and warm, Usagi didn't want to wake up from her dreamland.
"You're supposed to wake up!!!" Nuriko, shrieked from the doorway. "Not CUDDLE!!!"
"Nuriko, your eye is twitching!" Miaka pointed out, "I think Hotohori and Usagi looked so kawaii together!" Nuriko scowled.
"Traitor."
"Just dump a pitcher of water on her." Genrou replied, "Rats work too."
"I will do no such thing." Hotohori, replied, "Usagi looks so peaceful..." He really didn't have the heart, to wake up. She looked so lovely with her long blonde creating a small halo around her slender form. Usagi, was a vision to be hold. "I wish to let her sleep..."
"Che...wait until she snores your ear off." Genrou scoffed from the doorway. "Hard to believe she some type of princess with the noise she...*SMACK* Oww!!! ^&%$(!!! WHO $#%^* DID THAT?!!" The new leader bellowed, clutching the offending object...A dainty yellow slipper.
Usagi's hand was suspiciously hanging off the bed just above second shoe. Other than that the princess continued to be dead to the world around her. Before Genrou could throw the 'weapon' back, Kouji stepped in. "'Ey breakfast ready."
"FOOD!!!" In a cloud of dust the Suzaku no Miko was gone.
"MIKIA!!!!" Nuriko bellowed after the girl, "LEAVE SOME FOR US!!! Come on Fang boy! After her!"
"Mmm......chicken...dumplings." Usagi murmured happily in her sleep. Subconsciously, Usagi acknowledged the gentle stoking of her hair. Tilting her head up, Usagi sleepily blinked her eyes. There was something in front of her....It looked like a face....If she tilted her head just right, Usagi thought that it was....
"Ohayo Usagi-chan." ...Hoto-chan.
It was like a bucket of cold water was dropped on her head. Now, wide awake Usagi looked up in the direction of Hotohori's voice, when she noticed that she wasn't clutching a pillow. Staring into a pair of amused golden eyes, the blonde princess did the first thing that came to mind.
"ACK!!! HOTO-CHAN?!!" Usagi shrieked as she reeled back...
*THUNK*
"Oww!!!"
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Within the shrine of Seriyuu, candlelights flickered endangered of being put out. At the alter the famed blonde shogun of Kutou, Nakago, kneeled in begruding respect.
"Such power..." A disembodied voice echoed in the empty shrine. "Worthy of Seriyuu...Nakago...find me this power before the summoning...I must have it...At all costs..."
"Of course." Nakago replied coolly as he stood. Bowing before the entity, Nakago's voice sounded clearly in the scared room. "It will be done."
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Duct tape. She needed duct tape. But that wouldn't be invent for another couple hundred years...Damn.
Haruka had the strangest urge to duct tape Taiitsukun's little helpers' mouths shut and blast them into orbit with her 'World Shaking'. If one more Nyan Nyan asked her if she wanted to be heal of her perversion one more time, Haruka was going to ignore Michiru 'behave' looks and henshin...and then...
"Go ahead." Taiitsukun muttered, with a knowing look on her face. Nyan Nyans never learned how to shut up. "It's a good stress reliever and we'll get down to business sooner."
"Thats not necessary." Michiru, stepped in, much to Haruka's disappointment.
"Is there something wrong with the princess?" Setsuna question. Immediately the rest of the senshi were on alert. "I had thought that she was safe with Hotohori and the others."
"At the moment she is fine. They have departed to Choko." The Creator informed, "I wished to talk to you about another matter arose. Please explain to me: What is the Ginzuishou? and how powerful is this weapon?"
"It's our world's most powerful weapon."
"I see."
"It can be only used by our princess. "
"Where is it?"
Silence hung in the air as the four senshi looked at each other for answer. Some where along the road they had forgotten about the crystal.
"You do know?" Taiitsukun looked at the senshi. "Seriyuu has found out about this power and wishes to harass it for his summoning. How? I do not know yet. But this Ginzuishou is forbidden magic in this world. Should your princess used it's magic by accident or not, willingly or not. The consequences will be fatal. In both this world and yours."
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The noonday sun, made short work of the traveling group and soon had the foursome stopping for water. Violet eyes twinkling with mischief, as they looked at a certain blonde princess. Sitting on the riverbank, Usagi tried to reach out to touch a waterlily just beyond her reach. "Usagi-hime!!!" Nuriko sang out, startling the blonde.
"Ack!" Usagi squealed before being pulling back, saving her from a quick swim. "Nuriko-chan!"
"For a princess, you're a big klutz," Nuriko said cheerily as he took a seat next to Usagi, setting down a small basket of Usagi's favorite fruits. With food, Nuriko quickly found that Usagi would tell you anything.
"I'm not!" Usagi disagree, "You scared me."
"Are you calling me ugly?!"
"No..." Usagi replied thoughtfully, "Not all the time."
Nuriko scowled. "You weren't suppose to answer that."
"Why not?" Usagi questioned, confused. "You asked me a question!"
"Nevermind." Nuriko muttered as he leaned back against a tree. "Usagi-hime? What do you think of Miaka?"
Did everyone have to ask her questions when she was eating. Swallowing the piece of peach she had in her mouth, Usagi answered. "I like her! Well I like her as long as she doesn't take my dinner."
"Did you know that Hotohori was ready to make the Suzaku no Miko, his empress?"
Nuriko waited for an answer, but nothing. He glanced lazily in Usagi's direction. She was choking on a strawberry. "Usagi!" Nuriko exclaimed, thumbing on her back. Usagi winced, as the fruit went down the right pipe.
"Hoto-chan likes Miaka?!" Usagi exclaimed raggedly , hoping that she heard wrong.
"I didn't say Miaka." Nuriko replied, with a smirk.
"Miaka-san is the miko!" Usagi exclaimed, close to tears.
"Maybe you should ask Hotohori-sama, about his childhood," Usagi blinked at Nuriko's comment. What did he mean about that? "But if it makes you feel any better, I think that Hotohori-sama is very fond of you. Plus, at Mt. Reikeku, he was only worried about you." Nuriko paused, to look at Usagi, "and I don't like it!!! I'm much prettier for Hotohori-sama!!!"
"Hai, you're much prettier than me Nuriko-chan," Usagi agreed sadly. She looked back were Hotohori rested with his eyes closed, next to him sat Miaka leafing through a strangely colored book.. Just because he was fond of her, didn't mean, Hotohori wasn't in love with Miaka. That thought just hurt so bad...
"I know that already!" Nuriko sniffed, "You're not supposed to tell me that, especially your rival."
"My rival?" Usagi repeated looking at the crossdresser, confused.
"That what you call the person who's going to steal your fiancé!"
"Who's your fiancé?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, if I'm to steal your fiancé, I have to know *blush* her name..." At the moment Usagi greatly resemble her strawberries.
"I WAS TALKING ABOUT ME STEALING HOTOHORI-SAMA FROM YOU!!!" Nuriko bellowed at the tiny blonde.
"Oh!" Usagi exclaimed, relived. Well, didn't she have another competing for Hotohori's heart? "I was worried! Why didn't you just say so?"
"ARRGUHH!!!"
Eyes stilled closed, Hotohori sighed. "I do not even want to know..."
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They arrive shortly before nightfall. All the vendors were starting to pack up their goods. Curious to see the tiny village, Usagi was quickly separated from the others. The merchants spotting the richly garb blonde, call out to her in hopes in making a last minute sale.
"Fine silk...A pretty blue for such a lovely girl."
"No thank you," Usagi replied politely, munching a tasty treat from the food vendor. Usagi wondered what time the food merchant opened again. She could buy some for Hotohori...Kouji-kun was so nice giving her, those gold pieces before she left.
"How about this?" The merchant held a hair clip in a shape of a lily. "Fitting for someone with your fair complexion..."
"Che!" scoffed a voice behind her, "ya say that to any simple minded girl with money."
Usagi, whirled around and glomped her friend, perfectly happy to ignore the insult. "Gen-chan!"
"GET OFF OF ME!!!" Genrou, gently as he could shoved Usagi of him, "Ya gotta stop callin' me that!"
"What?"
The flamed haired bandit, mimicked Usagi in a high pitched voice. "Gen-chan! Gen-chan!" That earned him a smack on the arm.
"You're so mean to me!" Usagi exclaimed
"Yea, so?"
"You're going to get me, the clip." Usagi announced, sounding very much like the princess she was supposed to be.
"And if I don't?"
Usagi promptly latched on to his arms, and looked up at him, with big watery blue eyes. Adding a slight tremble to her voice, she spoke. "O-negai,*sniff* Gen-chan?"
Genrou's eye twitched as he forked over his money for the hair clip to the pleased merchant. There had to weapon against a women's tears...he just had to find it. "Gen-chan?" Usagi called out, happily clutching her prize.
"Yea?"
"What are you doing here?" Usagi questioned, "Don't you have stuff to do as leader on Mt. Reikeku."Genrou, smirked as he spotted a tavern. "Why should I tell ya?"
"Gen-chan no baka!" Usagi called after, her bandit friend as she followed him. "Oompf!" She grunted as she walked into what seemed like a hard wall. "Gomen ne..."she mumbled as she rubbed her nose.
"Gomen nasai." A deep voice caused Usagi to look up, cheeks red. A tall giant of a man was already walking away. For a moment Usagi stared after him, wondering who he was.
"Meow?" Usagi looked down. At the edge of her dress, was a cat purring up a storm.
"Aww..."Usagi cooed, picking the cat. The cat sensing easy pickings, milked it for all it was worth. "You must be hungry. Poor little thing, Gen-chan will buy us dinner!"
As if on cue, from inside the tavern, Genrou bellowed, "'Sagi!!! Get yer butt in here!" and Usagi hurried in. After, dealing with cat calls and lewd remarks, finding a place to sit and placing an order, Usagi waited for her answer, with a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Where's everyone?" Genrou questioned, after downing a cup of sake. He glared at the cat, who was lapping up the milk, Usagi made him order, then at a man old enough to be his father. "'Ey! Ya pervert! She's taken! So stare at somebody else's chest!!! Not that she has much up there!"
"Gen-chan!" Usagi hissed.
"Well?"
"I think they went that way?" Usagi replied sheepishly. Genrou sweatdropped. "It's not really my fault. I just looked one way and then Hoto-chan wasn't there!"
Genrou, dropped a few coins on the table as he got up. "Come on, who knows in what trouble that Miaka has gotten into..."
Usagi followed suit. "Gen-chan, you never told me why you're here?"
"Why do you think?"
"So you could have dinner with me?"
"Do ya always think with yer stomach?" The dazzling grin on Usagi's face told him, yes. "Because of this, 'Sagi." He pulled down the left sleeve of his coat, to reveal a symbol.
"Poor Gen-chan!" Usagi exclaimed, "You got burn!...It's a funny looking burn..."
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No one could deny that Genrou, knew how to make an entrance.
As the flames from the iron tessen smoldered on the ground, the flamed haired bandit stood on elevated ground, looking cocky as ever. What ruined the rakish picture was the two little blonde buns, that appeared as though they sitting on his shoulders.
A resounding smack echoed in the night. "'SAGI!!! Why in the ^$%^ ya do that fer?!"
Usagi's voice ranged loud and clear. "You could've hurt them, Suki-chan!!!" Hotohori couldn't describe the relief he felt when he saw Usagi, looking safe and sound. Leaving Miaka with Nuriko, the emperor hurried over to his bride.
"Better overburnt, then dead, 'Sagi..."
"Are you okay? Nothing happen to you, did it?" Hotohori pulled her close, completely unwilling to let her go for the moment. "Usagi, you must never wander like that..."
"Demo..." Usagi pulled away, feeling like a scolded child. "I only wanted to see the village...I was never allow to...I didn't mean..."
"Hotohori-sama!!! Something in wrong with Miaka!!!" Nuriko bellowed. All eyes focused on the spot where the brunette collapsed. Her heavy breathing, echoing eerily in the twilight.
With clouded eyes, Usagi watched, Hotohori scoop the fallen miko into his arms. ~Hoto-chan...do you love Miaka?~
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Usagi liked Shoka, but something about her put her edge.
"Usagi-san, please hand me the tea leaves." The sandy haired healer, requested "They're in the jar beside you."
"Shoka-san is Miaka going to be okay?" Usagi questioned, as she handed the leaves. For a moment the older lady stared at the princess, once her hand brushed against Usagi's. The demon within her, howled in silent rage, forgetting the ailing miko above. Back turned, Usagi searched for a teapot, aware of the advancing danger.
"What's takin' ya so long!" Genrou bellowed, "There's a sick person up there!"
"Do you want any tea, Suki-chan?" Usagi questioned, as she turned around. Blue eyes blinked, "Is something wrong, Shoka-san?"
The healer back away, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Just making sure...Can you please bring the tray up," Shoka opened the screened door and stepped out. "I want to check on my patient."
"Oh...Okay." Usagi agreed confused. "How's Miaka, Suki-chan?"
Genrou scowled, as Usagi poured the water into the pot "Stop callin' me that! Gen-chan is better than Suki-chan! That's a &%@#& girl's name!" As the two started up the stairs, he explained. "She's in a lot of pain, and there's nothin' we can do...So much fer bein' good seishi."
"I think-"
"SHHH! I can't hear!"
Genrou and Usagi, saw Nuriko with ear pressed against the door, as they rounded the corner. As they moved closer, to find out what was happening, the screen door opened. Shoka, stepped out with a resigned look on her face. "In a few moments, her suffering will be at a end, and I will revive her."
"Nani?!!" The trio exclaimed. Genrou opened the door to demanded a full explanation, when Hotohori's words echoed clearly in the room to all present.
"...I cannot kill someone I love..."
A small gasp and a shattering, followed. All eyes turned to a suddenly pale Usagi. Fighting against tears, Usagi scrambled to pick up the tray and the largest shards of the broken teapot. Nuriko tried to help, but the normally friendly blonde pushed him away.
"U-Usagi!" Hotohori choked out.
At the sound of his voice, she fled. At the base of the stairs, Usagi slammed into Shoka. "Don't hold back your tears Usagi. It's okay...shh..." Shoka gathered the blonde in her arms, letting the blonde cry.
"Gomen...ne..." Usagi hiccuped as she pulled away.
Like a mother, Shoka brushed back Usagi's bangs. "I don't mind..." For a moment, Shoka was reminded of what might have been...with her Myojuan. She wouldn't, she couldn't hurt this young girl, the miko would do fine. "...one bit." Shoka, dropped a small kiss in the center of Usagi's forehead. "Everything will be fine...but for now sweet dreams."
With quiet grace, Shoka climbed the stairs.
Through her tears, Usagi felt her eyes close. Sleepily and confused, all she could think about was...That Shoka was as pale as a ghost.
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Well, was it worth the wait? ;^_^; I believe FY fans all know what happened next? ^_~ If not ask and I'll be happy to share. ^_^ Happy Holidays!
Chapter Eight
I am so sorry for such a long wait!!! I hope everyone will be willing to forgive me! I hope that I haven't lost my touch with this story and that everyone enjoys this new chapter. By the way, to everyone who reviewed, Thank You! Purr-chan: Two down, three to go, ne?^_~
PS Happy Holidays!!! ^___^
Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi or Sailor Moon
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The downfall of Eiken was to celebrate, in bandit style. Which meant a lot of sake! Wahoo!
Many things can happen when one leaves an impressionable princess in a roomful of celebrating bandit with an endless supply of sake.....
A little bit off-key singing. "We's got a *Hick*bunch of *hehehick* cocococoNUTSSSS *burp*..." as conduct by Usagi.
A bit of dancing....If it could be called that. Think chickens @_@
Harmless flirting...."Yer purty....yer female, right...*snore*"
An interesting lecture on sharing, from Hotohori's not so secret admirer. "Please!!!"
...and all under fifteen minutes. Genrou and Kouji, stood in the doorway after showing the rest to their rooms and kitchens. The red head bandit wasn't the least bit surprised to see his gang celebrating, after all everyone likes a good time. "Ne, Kouji."
"Yeah?"
"What are coco-nuts?"
"I dunno."
"Okay." The leader and his buddy joined the party. So, after Hotohori, Nuriko and Miaka, entered the Mess Hall. Both seishi watched as Miaka tried to look over the stack of many bowls of rice that she held.
"What's going on?"
"This is nothing like your court, Hotohori-sama."
"Is this how the com-
"YOU'RE BACK!!!!!!!!"
"NURIKO!!!"
"HOTO *hick*chan!" Usagi exclaimed, a little tipsy but nonetheless happy to see him "Guessh what?"
"What?" Hotohori, as he glared at the man sitting right next to Usagi. Another bandit, handed her another cup of sake with hearts in his eyes. Dragging his forgotten, yet persistent suitor along, Hotohori moved to Usagi's side. Unfocused blue eyes, looked up at him, as he was wrapped in hug.
"I'sh gonna *hick*bees a 'anit!"
"You're going to be what?!"
As powerful as Hotohori was, as emperor and a Suzaku seishi...He got no answer expect...
"..night..."
Dropping a small sloppy kiss on the corner of Hotohori's mouth, Usagi was soon out like a lamp. "....zzz..."
Miaka, peered around her many bowls of steaming rice. "I call bids on Usagi's dinner!"
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He was an idiot for hoping that it last night had been a horrible nightmare.
There was no other words for it. Chiba Mamoru was a first class idiot.
From across the street, he stood in silent guilt. He looked expectantly at house in front of him, as his conscious reminded him that he was seven different kinds of a fool, for waiting. Usagi wasn't going to be coming out of her house at any given moment. He had seen to that...
"Mamo-chan?"
For a brief moment, Mamoru thought that it was his Usagi, who was tugging on his jacket sleeve. He looked down hoping to see Usagi's soft smile..."Mamo-chan, what are you doing here?"
Chibi-Usa...Disinherited, Mamoru stepped back, looking down at the pink haired child. "Waiting, Chibi-Usa."
"For Usagi?"
"Hai."
"But you wished her away because you don't love her!!!!" Chibi-Usa exclaimed, confused. "Its your fault!...you don't deserve her...you should leave..." Mamoru winced at her words, but the child didn't noticed. He loved her, and then tossed her away. Mamoru hoped that he got ran over by a truck. It was the least he deserved. Though he doubt the senshi would agree.
"I know."
Chibi-Usa looked up at Mamoru confused. Clutching Luna-P to her, she silently waited for Minako at his side. The wait was short, for the blur of blonde hair and light orange clothes known as Aino Minako. "Hey, Chibi-Usa-chan!" The senshi of love exclaimed, a bit winded. It was obvious that Minako, was pointy ignoring Mamoru, if you didn't include the vicious glares she sent his ways. The senshi of love wouldn't let herself sink to his level...yet. Keyword being: Yet. "Lets go before Rei-chan bits my head off!"
"Hai!" Chibi-Usa replied remembering the information she had. But before she left, she had one last question, "Doushite, Mamo-chan?"
"Because I'm a fool."
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Something was poking her. Swatting at the pest, Usagi cuddled into her pillow which was surprisingly firm and warm. Yawning, Usagi made a mental note to ask Gen-chan if she could keep this pillow, for she liked it. A lot. "Usagi..." A deep voice tinted with sleep called out..
"Mmm...." The small princess, tighten her grip around her pillow. If she had been more alert, Usagi would have heard a soft growl. Usagi took it in stride, believing she was having a strange dream.
"Usagi, I need to breathe."
"...ne...?" Sleepily blinking her eyes, she looked up. A pair of golden eyes looked down at her in amusement. Subconsciously, she recognized those eyes. "Hoto-chan..." She smiled up at him, before laying down her head on her pillow....Firm and warm, Usagi didn't want to wake up from her dreamland.
"You're supposed to wake up!!!" Nuriko, shrieked from the doorway. "Not CUDDLE!!!"
"Nuriko, your eye is twitching!" Miaka pointed out, "I think Hotohori and Usagi looked so kawaii together!" Nuriko scowled.
"Traitor."
"Just dump a pitcher of water on her." Genrou replied, "Rats work too."
"I will do no such thing." Hotohori, replied, "Usagi looks so peaceful..." He really didn't have the heart, to wake up. She looked so lovely with her long blonde creating a small halo around her slender form. Usagi, was a vision to be hold. "I wish to let her sleep..."
"Che...wait until she snores your ear off." Genrou scoffed from the doorway. "Hard to believe she some type of princess with the noise she...*SMACK* Oww!!! ^&%$(!!! WHO $#%^* DID THAT?!!" The new leader bellowed, clutching the offending object...A dainty yellow slipper.
Usagi's hand was suspiciously hanging off the bed just above second shoe. Other than that the princess continued to be dead to the world around her. Before Genrou could throw the 'weapon' back, Kouji stepped in. "'Ey breakfast ready."
"FOOD!!!" In a cloud of dust the Suzaku no Miko was gone.
"MIKIA!!!!" Nuriko bellowed after the girl, "LEAVE SOME FOR US!!! Come on Fang boy! After her!"
"Mmm......chicken...dumplings." Usagi murmured happily in her sleep. Subconsciously, Usagi acknowledged the gentle stoking of her hair. Tilting her head up, Usagi sleepily blinked her eyes. There was something in front of her....It looked like a face....If she tilted her head just right, Usagi thought that it was....
"Ohayo Usagi-chan." ...Hoto-chan.
It was like a bucket of cold water was dropped on her head. Now, wide awake Usagi looked up in the direction of Hotohori's voice, when she noticed that she wasn't clutching a pillow. Staring into a pair of amused golden eyes, the blonde princess did the first thing that came to mind.
"ACK!!! HOTO-CHAN?!!" Usagi shrieked as she reeled back...
*THUNK*
"Oww!!!"
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Within the shrine of Seriyuu, candlelights flickered endangered of being put out. At the alter the famed blonde shogun of Kutou, Nakago, kneeled in begruding respect.
"Such power..." A disembodied voice echoed in the empty shrine. "Worthy of Seriyuu...Nakago...find me this power before the summoning...I must have it...At all costs..."
"Of course." Nakago replied coolly as he stood. Bowing before the entity, Nakago's voice sounded clearly in the scared room. "It will be done."
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Duct tape. She needed duct tape. But that wouldn't be invent for another couple hundred years...Damn.
Haruka had the strangest urge to duct tape Taiitsukun's little helpers' mouths shut and blast them into orbit with her 'World Shaking'. If one more Nyan Nyan asked her if she wanted to be heal of her perversion one more time, Haruka was going to ignore Michiru 'behave' looks and henshin...and then...
"Go ahead." Taiitsukun muttered, with a knowing look on her face. Nyan Nyans never learned how to shut up. "It's a good stress reliever and we'll get down to business sooner."
"Thats not necessary." Michiru, stepped in, much to Haruka's disappointment.
"Is there something wrong with the princess?" Setsuna question. Immediately the rest of the senshi were on alert. "I had thought that she was safe with Hotohori and the others."
"At the moment she is fine. They have departed to Choko." The Creator informed, "I wished to talk to you about another matter arose. Please explain to me: What is the Ginzuishou? and how powerful is this weapon?"
"It's our world's most powerful weapon."
"I see."
"It can be only used by our princess. "
"Where is it?"
Silence hung in the air as the four senshi looked at each other for answer. Some where along the road they had forgotten about the crystal.
"You do know?" Taiitsukun looked at the senshi. "Seriyuu has found out about this power and wishes to harass it for his summoning. How? I do not know yet. But this Ginzuishou is forbidden magic in this world. Should your princess used it's magic by accident or not, willingly or not. The consequences will be fatal. In both this world and yours."
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The noonday sun, made short work of the traveling group and soon had the foursome stopping for water. Violet eyes twinkling with mischief, as they looked at a certain blonde princess. Sitting on the riverbank, Usagi tried to reach out to touch a waterlily just beyond her reach. "Usagi-hime!!!" Nuriko sang out, startling the blonde.
"Ack!" Usagi squealed before being pulling back, saving her from a quick swim. "Nuriko-chan!"
"For a princess, you're a big klutz," Nuriko said cheerily as he took a seat next to Usagi, setting down a small basket of Usagi's favorite fruits. With food, Nuriko quickly found that Usagi would tell you anything.
"I'm not!" Usagi disagree, "You scared me."
"Are you calling me ugly?!"
"No..." Usagi replied thoughtfully, "Not all the time."
Nuriko scowled. "You weren't suppose to answer that."
"Why not?" Usagi questioned, confused. "You asked me a question!"
"Nevermind." Nuriko muttered as he leaned back against a tree. "Usagi-hime? What do you think of Miaka?"
Did everyone have to ask her questions when she was eating. Swallowing the piece of peach she had in her mouth, Usagi answered. "I like her! Well I like her as long as she doesn't take my dinner."
"Did you know that Hotohori was ready to make the Suzaku no Miko, his empress?"
Nuriko waited for an answer, but nothing. He glanced lazily in Usagi's direction. She was choking on a strawberry. "Usagi!" Nuriko exclaimed, thumbing on her back. Usagi winced, as the fruit went down the right pipe.
"Hoto-chan likes Miaka?!" Usagi exclaimed raggedly , hoping that she heard wrong.
"I didn't say Miaka." Nuriko replied, with a smirk.
"Miaka-san is the miko!" Usagi exclaimed, close to tears.
"Maybe you should ask Hotohori-sama, about his childhood," Usagi blinked at Nuriko's comment. What did he mean about that? "But if it makes you feel any better, I think that Hotohori-sama is very fond of you. Plus, at Mt. Reikeku, he was only worried about you." Nuriko paused, to look at Usagi, "and I don't like it!!! I'm much prettier for Hotohori-sama!!!"
"Hai, you're much prettier than me Nuriko-chan," Usagi agreed sadly. She looked back were Hotohori rested with his eyes closed, next to him sat Miaka leafing through a strangely colored book.. Just because he was fond of her, didn't mean, Hotohori wasn't in love with Miaka. That thought just hurt so bad...
"I know that already!" Nuriko sniffed, "You're not supposed to tell me that, especially your rival."
"My rival?" Usagi repeated looking at the crossdresser, confused.
"That what you call the person who's going to steal your fiancé!"
"Who's your fiancé?"
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, if I'm to steal your fiancé, I have to know *blush* her name..." At the moment Usagi greatly resemble her strawberries.
"I WAS TALKING ABOUT ME STEALING HOTOHORI-SAMA FROM YOU!!!" Nuriko bellowed at the tiny blonde.
"Oh!" Usagi exclaimed, relived. Well, didn't she have another competing for Hotohori's heart? "I was worried! Why didn't you just say so?"
"ARRGUHH!!!"
Eyes stilled closed, Hotohori sighed. "I do not even want to know..."
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They arrive shortly before nightfall. All the vendors were starting to pack up their goods. Curious to see the tiny village, Usagi was quickly separated from the others. The merchants spotting the richly garb blonde, call out to her in hopes in making a last minute sale.
"Fine silk...A pretty blue for such a lovely girl."
"No thank you," Usagi replied politely, munching a tasty treat from the food vendor. Usagi wondered what time the food merchant opened again. She could buy some for Hotohori...Kouji-kun was so nice giving her, those gold pieces before she left.
"How about this?" The merchant held a hair clip in a shape of a lily. "Fitting for someone with your fair complexion..."
"Che!" scoffed a voice behind her, "ya say that to any simple minded girl with money."
Usagi, whirled around and glomped her friend, perfectly happy to ignore the insult. "Gen-chan!"
"GET OFF OF ME!!!" Genrou, gently as he could shoved Usagi of him, "Ya gotta stop callin' me that!"
"What?"
The flamed haired bandit, mimicked Usagi in a high pitched voice. "Gen-chan! Gen-chan!" That earned him a smack on the arm.
"You're so mean to me!" Usagi exclaimed
"Yea, so?"
"You're going to get me, the clip." Usagi announced, sounding very much like the princess she was supposed to be.
"And if I don't?"
Usagi promptly latched on to his arms, and looked up at him, with big watery blue eyes. Adding a slight tremble to her voice, she spoke. "O-negai,*sniff* Gen-chan?"
Genrou's eye twitched as he forked over his money for the hair clip to the pleased merchant. There had to weapon against a women's tears...he just had to find it. "Gen-chan?" Usagi called out, happily clutching her prize.
"Yea?"
"What are you doing here?" Usagi questioned, "Don't you have stuff to do as leader on Mt. Reikeku."Genrou, smirked as he spotted a tavern. "Why should I tell ya?"
"Gen-chan no baka!" Usagi called after, her bandit friend as she followed him. "Oompf!" She grunted as she walked into what seemed like a hard wall. "Gomen ne..."she mumbled as she rubbed her nose.
"Gomen nasai." A deep voice caused Usagi to look up, cheeks red. A tall giant of a man was already walking away. For a moment Usagi stared after him, wondering who he was.
"Meow?" Usagi looked down. At the edge of her dress, was a cat purring up a storm.
"Aww..."Usagi cooed, picking the cat. The cat sensing easy pickings, milked it for all it was worth. "You must be hungry. Poor little thing, Gen-chan will buy us dinner!"
As if on cue, from inside the tavern, Genrou bellowed, "'Sagi!!! Get yer butt in here!" and Usagi hurried in. After, dealing with cat calls and lewd remarks, finding a place to sit and placing an order, Usagi waited for her answer, with a faint blush on her cheeks.
"Where's everyone?" Genrou questioned, after downing a cup of sake. He glared at the cat, who was lapping up the milk, Usagi made him order, then at a man old enough to be his father. "'Ey! Ya pervert! She's taken! So stare at somebody else's chest!!! Not that she has much up there!"
"Gen-chan!" Usagi hissed.
"Well?"
"I think they went that way?" Usagi replied sheepishly. Genrou sweatdropped. "It's not really my fault. I just looked one way and then Hoto-chan wasn't there!"
Genrou, dropped a few coins on the table as he got up. "Come on, who knows in what trouble that Miaka has gotten into..."
Usagi followed suit. "Gen-chan, you never told me why you're here?"
"Why do you think?"
"So you could have dinner with me?"
"Do ya always think with yer stomach?" The dazzling grin on Usagi's face told him, yes. "Because of this, 'Sagi." He pulled down the left sleeve of his coat, to reveal a symbol.
"Poor Gen-chan!" Usagi exclaimed, "You got burn!...It's a funny looking burn..."
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No one could deny that Genrou, knew how to make an entrance.
As the flames from the iron tessen smoldered on the ground, the flamed haired bandit stood on elevated ground, looking cocky as ever. What ruined the rakish picture was the two little blonde buns, that appeared as though they sitting on his shoulders.
A resounding smack echoed in the night. "'SAGI!!! Why in the ^$%^ ya do that fer?!"
Usagi's voice ranged loud and clear. "You could've hurt them, Suki-chan!!!" Hotohori couldn't describe the relief he felt when he saw Usagi, looking safe and sound. Leaving Miaka with Nuriko, the emperor hurried over to his bride.
"Better overburnt, then dead, 'Sagi..."
"Are you okay? Nothing happen to you, did it?" Hotohori pulled her close, completely unwilling to let her go for the moment. "Usagi, you must never wander like that..."
"Demo..." Usagi pulled away, feeling like a scolded child. "I only wanted to see the village...I was never allow to...I didn't mean..."
"Hotohori-sama!!! Something in wrong with Miaka!!!" Nuriko bellowed. All eyes focused on the spot where the brunette collapsed. Her heavy breathing, echoing eerily in the twilight.
With clouded eyes, Usagi watched, Hotohori scoop the fallen miko into his arms. ~Hoto-chan...do you love Miaka?~
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Usagi liked Shoka, but something about her put her edge.
"Usagi-san, please hand me the tea leaves." The sandy haired healer, requested "They're in the jar beside you."
"Shoka-san is Miaka going to be okay?" Usagi questioned, as she handed the leaves. For a moment the older lady stared at the princess, once her hand brushed against Usagi's. The demon within her, howled in silent rage, forgetting the ailing miko above. Back turned, Usagi searched for a teapot, aware of the advancing danger.
"What's takin' ya so long!" Genrou bellowed, "There's a sick person up there!"
"Do you want any tea, Suki-chan?" Usagi questioned, as she turned around. Blue eyes blinked, "Is something wrong, Shoka-san?"
The healer back away, a faint blush on her cheeks. "Just making sure...Can you please bring the tray up," Shoka opened the screened door and stepped out. "I want to check on my patient."
"Oh...Okay." Usagi agreed confused. "How's Miaka, Suki-chan?"
Genrou scowled, as Usagi poured the water into the pot "Stop callin' me that! Gen-chan is better than Suki-chan! That's a &%@#& girl's name!" As the two started up the stairs, he explained. "She's in a lot of pain, and there's nothin' we can do...So much fer bein' good seishi."
"I think-"
"SHHH! I can't hear!"
Genrou and Usagi, saw Nuriko with ear pressed against the door, as they rounded the corner. As they moved closer, to find out what was happening, the screen door opened. Shoka, stepped out with a resigned look on her face. "In a few moments, her suffering will be at a end, and I will revive her."
"Nani?!!" The trio exclaimed. Genrou opened the door to demanded a full explanation, when Hotohori's words echoed clearly in the room to all present.
"...I cannot kill someone I love..."
A small gasp and a shattering, followed. All eyes turned to a suddenly pale Usagi. Fighting against tears, Usagi scrambled to pick up the tray and the largest shards of the broken teapot. Nuriko tried to help, but the normally friendly blonde pushed him away.
"U-Usagi!" Hotohori choked out.
At the sound of his voice, she fled. At the base of the stairs, Usagi slammed into Shoka. "Don't hold back your tears Usagi. It's okay...shh..." Shoka gathered the blonde in her arms, letting the blonde cry.
"Gomen...ne..." Usagi hiccuped as she pulled away.
Like a mother, Shoka brushed back Usagi's bangs. "I don't mind..." For a moment, Shoka was reminded of what might have been...with her Myojuan. She wouldn't, she couldn't hurt this young girl, the miko would do fine. "...one bit." Shoka, dropped a small kiss in the center of Usagi's forehead. "Everything will be fine...but for now sweet dreams."
With quiet grace, Shoka climbed the stairs.
Through her tears, Usagi felt her eyes close. Sleepily and confused, all she could think about was...That Shoka was as pale as a ghost.
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Well, was it worth the wait? ;^_^; I believe FY fans all know what happened next? ^_~ If not ask and I'll be happy to share. ^_^ Happy Holidays!
