Rivalry

Disclaimer: I've been forgetting to put these on my fics a lot lately. *blushes* I don't mean to though! I just figure that it's common knowledge! I don't own any anime. Unless my sister and I ever actually get around to making one of our own that is.

Fushigi Yuugi and Sailor Moon do not belong to me! I wish they did, but they belong to wonderful manga-ka in Japan and huge corps there and here.

Additional: This is (or rather was, I'm defiantly continuing this) a teaser. Characters HAVE changed! For those of you who were looking forward to a Tamahome/Usa fic, GOMEN! I misread my very old notes for this story when I worked on this part, and I forgot I changed Tamahome's part in the story. I decided I liked Tama and Miaka as a couple too much. Again, Gomen.

She was a bouquet of flowers. Her hair was jasmine, the sunlit strands as fragrant as the real thing. Timid violet covered her skin like a sheer sheet. Rose petals replaced her lips and hands, both in scent and touch. Or so I guessed. I was in truth far from her; only her appearance and the scent of her led me to think this way.

Her eyes met mine. I could feel my heart begin to beat like a frenzied drum. She felt the same thing as I, her gaze told me. Complete strangers, entranced with each other.

"Nuriko-kun!" I heard my name, shouted. I did not reply, my eyes still locked with the tenshi in front of me. Her rose petal lips formed my name, a gentle smile following close behind.

"Nuriko." Not shouted, but almost whispered, my name spoken so closely that a strand of hair blew across my cheek from the breath used in saying the simple word.  I turned my head to the side; eyes formerly caught with hers met those of one of my dearest friends. "Forget it. She's panther," Tasuki whispered, turning and glaring at the tenshi.

I turned back. I could smell it now. In fact, I don't know how I missed it before. Below the scent of her soap and shampoo, below the even more wonderful scent of her own, pale skin, the feline scent lingered.

"Nuri-chan?" Miaka's voice broke through to me. My little sister placed her hand on my shoulder. "Lets go now."

My eyes were still on the tenshi. How could such a beautiful creature be a panther?

Two blondes, a tall man and a near twin to my bouquet emerged from the crowd and joined her. The man glared at me, his eyes burning with warning. The girl spoke to the object of my desire. Keen ears picked up her whispered words despite our distance.

"Usagi, don't look at them. They're wolves." Her bright, cheerful eyes became clouded at the words. Even as I tried the name on my own lips just as she had done moments ago, the beautiful flowered angel turned away.

That's it for now. Remember, if you don't like something, e-mail me or leave a review.

~Jade Nova

moon_archer82@lunap.com