Down Poison
Disclaimers: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi or any characters…blah blah blah….I wish I did…because then I'd kill some of them and screw the others, but that's beside the point…And I don't own the song "Down Poison" by 3 Doors Down either…Yes, so nobody sue me. All you'll get is a life-sized cardboard cow.
Welcome to my world she said,
do you feel alive she said
It's all a bad dream spinning in your lonely head…
Hotohori sat alone in the palace. Thinking. Thinking about his only reason to be, his happy face, his ray of sunshine. His favorite person—other than himself—the only person he could never be with. He sat alone in the darkness, looking in the mirror, for once not seeing himself. No, he saw through the past, back to as far as he could remember, then working his way to recent memories. Memories of her, the one he dreamed of and foresaw.
Miaka.
"You can't order someone's feelings to change." No, You can't, agreed Hotohori. That's why I can't stand it…
Why, if I foresaw her, if I live for her, if she's the only one for me, why am I unable to have her? If she is all I live for, why live at all…
She is all I think about, every day, every night…I told her I'd make her mine, and I failed. She does not love me! But I can't get her out of my mind. If I keep thinking about her, I neglect my country. A man so weak should not be emperor.
If I can't have you…
Welcome to my world she said,
separated world,
she stayed separated
Down poison
Down poison
Hotohori gently, gracefully picked up the glass vial on his dresser and took the stopper out. He poured it into his glass of spirits, thinking of her the whole time.
Still loving her, he picked up the glass. And drank.
He loved her to the end.