Mima's Side of the Story
By: Satil
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None of the Fushigi Yuugi characters belong to me, but is rightfully owned by Watase Yuu. Only does the character Mima belong to me. And Mima would resemble me... I rather keep the same storyline. So don't sue me or anything if there's anything in here that you do NOT like. O.o;;;;; And I'd like to recieve reviews! ^_^ But no flames... @.x;;;
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~*Chapter 2*~
Sunday, June 17, 2001 - Monday, June 18, 2001
I woke up feeling a little sick in the stomach because of the sun beating down on me while I was dressed in sweats and a sweater. Lazily, I pulled off my sweats and sweater and I put on my skirt. I slapped myself a few times just so I could be wide awake and ready to face the exhausting task to reach those mountains. Besides, I could already see a small forest right in front of the mountains anyway. I smiled with overwhelming joy, for I knew that I wasn't a long ways away of shade, rest, and possibly civilization.
I repeated the same operation I did yesterday: running, rest, run again... But by the time it was noon, I already entered the forest and was sitting below a tree, drinking a little of my Gatorade. I frowned and shook the bottle. There was only enough left that would last me ten more minutes. After shoving my drink inside my backpack and resting for so long, I started up again and began wandering around. Just then, I heard a loud BOOM! in the distance, and I looked up at the space inbetween some trees revealing the dark, gloomy sky. Black clouds began to gather, and I knew there would be rain coming. It started to pour hard, and I greedily let the rain drop into my thirsty mouth. When I had enough water, I began to stumble about. My head became very hot and light. The ache in my stomach was painful enough to have me vomit only liquid. I tried to walk further away, but I was so exhausted, and felt very ill. My eyelids fluttered and I collapsed onto the muddy ground. The last thing I remember saying was, "Home."
A scent of something sweet filled my nostrils. I heard my stomach growl and I thought I would vomit again. And to my relief, I didn't. 'Damn, just open your fucking eyes!' I thought. But I felt too tired and too exhausted to do so. 'Just stop thinking and go to sleep, man.' I tried many times, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. So I finally opened my eyes and saw that I was in a room, in a bed, and staring at a guy who is staring out the window. I saw that he had amazing blue hair, stunning green eyes, and a curved scar along his left cheek. He seemed to look troubled, but also calm about something. I sturred and forced a loud yawn so I could get his attention. Luckily, I did.
"'Morning," he said. He began to walk across the room towards me. He pulled a chair in front of the bed I was in and he sat in it. "You were asleep for days, you know."
I blinked my eyes a couple of times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. He was so HANDSOME! And not to mention hotter than ANY guy at home. "I was, huh?" I looked at what I was wearing, and appeared to be the same tank top and skirt. I lifted the skirt a little to see the scarf I had tied. It was there.
"Yeah." He stood up and took something from a table behind the bed. Then he seated himself again. "I figured you might be hungry, so I got you something." The guy held out chopsticks and a bowl of rice. "Here."
I hesitated, but relaxed and accepted the food. "Thanks. But um... who are you?" I poked at the rice, waiting for an answer. I felt rather unsure and insecure. This guy looked about nineteen years old and rather fierce.
He laughed. "You have no idea where you are, don't you?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
"It's pretty obvious that you don't. Most people around here know about the Mt. Reikaku bandits, and you're in the stronghold."
I gulped and scooted away from him.
He chuckled. "That's a typical react. My name's Koji." A grin appeared on his face. "What's yours?"
"Like I'm telling you? Where's my bag?"
"Ah...you're bag. I kept it somewhere. Wait here, o.k? I'll go fetch it." Koji got up from his chair and went towards the door. But then he turned around. "Make sure you lock the door after I leave. The guys here can be kind of...restless." When he left the room, I did so. I walked around, dying to know where I am. I went to the window and stared outside. But what I saw was more than I could handle. The scenery was gorgeous! A "wow" escaped my lips. The place was surrounded by healthy looking trees, and many bushes. I know, I know. It sounds plain, but I've never seen a place that looked so green. But the green didn't all last forever. Some just showed dirt, and the mountains. "Beauchi..." I mumbled. But just then, I heard a knock on the door and Koji's voice:
"Good evening. Who's there? Why, it's just Koji the magnificent! Oh, Koji! You're welcome. Please come in. Thank you." I walked over to the door and unlocked it. Koji came in with my backpack in his right hand, the other in a tight fist. I looked up at his face, seeing a rather serious expression on him.
"Koji? Is there something wrong?" I took my backpack from him. He was biting down on his lower lip, and it was rather obvious that something was troubling him. "Koji...?"
"Huh?" He stared down at me. "Oh, uh... nothing's the matter." He loosed his grip and he started walking to the bed, and I followed. We both sat down on it.
"Whose room is this?" I asked, playing around with my skirt.
"Mine." Koji was silent for about five minutes while I was fiddling around with my skirt.
I couldn't take much more of this. "Damnit, I know something's the matter with you. Spill!" I demanded an answer.
A surprised expression appeared on his face. "It's just about my buddy, Genrou."
"What about him?"
"Well... it's just that... he disappeared a while back. And while I was getting your stuff, I heard some talk about him."
"What were they saying?"
"That he was coming back to Mt. Reikaku. Just before he left, he told me he was going to search for his goal. I didn't know what he meant by that, but before I could ask he just took off."
"He sounds like a mysterious guy."
"Pretty much, he is. Then I heard about Eiken, the leader of this joint."
"Eiken?"
"Yeah. Genrou is the rightful leader of this place, but Eiken took over while he was gone. Eiken knows he is, and if Eiken finds Genrou around this place, I heard he's going to kill him..." he was silent some more, but then he chuckled and he looked at me. "You never really told me your name. What is it?"
I stood up. "Mima."
"Mima... that's a lovely name for a girl like you." He looked me up and down. "Say, where you from?"
"Tokyo, Japan."
"Where's that?"
I raised an eyebrow, putting my hands on my hips. "You DON'T know where Tokyo, Japan is?"
"No..." He began to back away because of the way I barked at him.
"It's almost the world's most famous place on Earth!" But then again, I thought about that for awhile. The place I am at have no street lights, no signs of electricity, their light is from a candle, and the way they dress look ancient. Plus, the air seems a lot more fresher than it is in my world.
...My world?
"Well, babe, you're not in Tokyo or whatever anymore. You're in China," Koji said at ease.
But surely, I wasn't.
How could I be in China? Was I bonked in the head and was suddenly transported to a section in China that still lived the way they did a billion years ago? And at that moment, I remembered the library. Those two girls named Yui and Miaka. That book... "Oh my God..."
"Nani ka?" Koji asked, curious by my shocked expression.
"Oh my God..." I repeated. "The book... Oh my God I might be in the book..."
"What are you talking about, Mima? What book?" he got up and set his hands on my shoulders. "Mima?"
"The 'Shi Jin Tenchi Sho...'"
"The what?!"
"The 'Shi Jin Tenchi Sho'! Yui and Miaka! Suzaku no Miko...
"Koji! Have you ever heard of Suzaku no Miko?" I grabbed onto his arms, desperation in my eyes.
"Yeah. She's the Maiden to summon the southern god, Suzaku."
The words from the book filled my head: 'This is a story of a girl who gathered the Seven Guardians of Suzaku. The story itself is an incantation. As soon as the page is turned, the story will become the truth and begin.'
By: Satil
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None of the Fushigi Yuugi characters belong to me, but is rightfully owned by Watase Yuu. Only does the character Mima belong to me. And Mima would resemble me... I rather keep the same storyline. So don't sue me or anything if there's anything in here that you do NOT like. O.o;;;;; And I'd like to recieve reviews! ^_^ But no flames... @.x;;;
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~*Chapter 2*~
Sunday, June 17, 2001 - Monday, June 18, 2001
I woke up feeling a little sick in the stomach because of the sun beating down on me while I was dressed in sweats and a sweater. Lazily, I pulled off my sweats and sweater and I put on my skirt. I slapped myself a few times just so I could be wide awake and ready to face the exhausting task to reach those mountains. Besides, I could already see a small forest right in front of the mountains anyway. I smiled with overwhelming joy, for I knew that I wasn't a long ways away of shade, rest, and possibly civilization.
I repeated the same operation I did yesterday: running, rest, run again... But by the time it was noon, I already entered the forest and was sitting below a tree, drinking a little of my Gatorade. I frowned and shook the bottle. There was only enough left that would last me ten more minutes. After shoving my drink inside my backpack and resting for so long, I started up again and began wandering around. Just then, I heard a loud BOOM! in the distance, and I looked up at the space inbetween some trees revealing the dark, gloomy sky. Black clouds began to gather, and I knew there would be rain coming. It started to pour hard, and I greedily let the rain drop into my thirsty mouth. When I had enough water, I began to stumble about. My head became very hot and light. The ache in my stomach was painful enough to have me vomit only liquid. I tried to walk further away, but I was so exhausted, and felt very ill. My eyelids fluttered and I collapsed onto the muddy ground. The last thing I remember saying was, "Home."
A scent of something sweet filled my nostrils. I heard my stomach growl and I thought I would vomit again. And to my relief, I didn't. 'Damn, just open your fucking eyes!' I thought. But I felt too tired and too exhausted to do so. 'Just stop thinking and go to sleep, man.' I tried many times, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. So I finally opened my eyes and saw that I was in a room, in a bed, and staring at a guy who is staring out the window. I saw that he had amazing blue hair, stunning green eyes, and a curved scar along his left cheek. He seemed to look troubled, but also calm about something. I sturred and forced a loud yawn so I could get his attention. Luckily, I did.
"'Morning," he said. He began to walk across the room towards me. He pulled a chair in front of the bed I was in and he sat in it. "You were asleep for days, you know."
I blinked my eyes a couple of times to make sure I wasn't dreaming. He was so HANDSOME! And not to mention hotter than ANY guy at home. "I was, huh?" I looked at what I was wearing, and appeared to be the same tank top and skirt. I lifted the skirt a little to see the scarf I had tied. It was there.
"Yeah." He stood up and took something from a table behind the bed. Then he seated himself again. "I figured you might be hungry, so I got you something." The guy held out chopsticks and a bowl of rice. "Here."
I hesitated, but relaxed and accepted the food. "Thanks. But um... who are you?" I poked at the rice, waiting for an answer. I felt rather unsure and insecure. This guy looked about nineteen years old and rather fierce.
He laughed. "You have no idea where you are, don't you?"
"That's for me to know and you to find out."
"It's pretty obvious that you don't. Most people around here know about the Mt. Reikaku bandits, and you're in the stronghold."
I gulped and scooted away from him.
He chuckled. "That's a typical react. My name's Koji." A grin appeared on his face. "What's yours?"
"Like I'm telling you? Where's my bag?"
"Ah...you're bag. I kept it somewhere. Wait here, o.k? I'll go fetch it." Koji got up from his chair and went towards the door. But then he turned around. "Make sure you lock the door after I leave. The guys here can be kind of...restless." When he left the room, I did so. I walked around, dying to know where I am. I went to the window and stared outside. But what I saw was more than I could handle. The scenery was gorgeous! A "wow" escaped my lips. The place was surrounded by healthy looking trees, and many bushes. I know, I know. It sounds plain, but I've never seen a place that looked so green. But the green didn't all last forever. Some just showed dirt, and the mountains. "Beauchi..." I mumbled. But just then, I heard a knock on the door and Koji's voice:
"Good evening. Who's there? Why, it's just Koji the magnificent! Oh, Koji! You're welcome. Please come in. Thank you." I walked over to the door and unlocked it. Koji came in with my backpack in his right hand, the other in a tight fist. I looked up at his face, seeing a rather serious expression on him.
"Koji? Is there something wrong?" I took my backpack from him. He was biting down on his lower lip, and it was rather obvious that something was troubling him. "Koji...?"
"Huh?" He stared down at me. "Oh, uh... nothing's the matter." He loosed his grip and he started walking to the bed, and I followed. We both sat down on it.
"Whose room is this?" I asked, playing around with my skirt.
"Mine." Koji was silent for about five minutes while I was fiddling around with my skirt.
I couldn't take much more of this. "Damnit, I know something's the matter with you. Spill!" I demanded an answer.
A surprised expression appeared on his face. "It's just about my buddy, Genrou."
"What about him?"
"Well... it's just that... he disappeared a while back. And while I was getting your stuff, I heard some talk about him."
"What were they saying?"
"That he was coming back to Mt. Reikaku. Just before he left, he told me he was going to search for his goal. I didn't know what he meant by that, but before I could ask he just took off."
"He sounds like a mysterious guy."
"Pretty much, he is. Then I heard about Eiken, the leader of this joint."
"Eiken?"
"Yeah. Genrou is the rightful leader of this place, but Eiken took over while he was gone. Eiken knows he is, and if Eiken finds Genrou around this place, I heard he's going to kill him..." he was silent some more, but then he chuckled and he looked at me. "You never really told me your name. What is it?"
I stood up. "Mima."
"Mima... that's a lovely name for a girl like you." He looked me up and down. "Say, where you from?"
"Tokyo, Japan."
"Where's that?"
I raised an eyebrow, putting my hands on my hips. "You DON'T know where Tokyo, Japan is?"
"No..." He began to back away because of the way I barked at him.
"It's almost the world's most famous place on Earth!" But then again, I thought about that for awhile. The place I am at have no street lights, no signs of electricity, their light is from a candle, and the way they dress look ancient. Plus, the air seems a lot more fresher than it is in my world.
...My world?
"Well, babe, you're not in Tokyo or whatever anymore. You're in China," Koji said at ease.
But surely, I wasn't.
How could I be in China? Was I bonked in the head and was suddenly transported to a section in China that still lived the way they did a billion years ago? And at that moment, I remembered the library. Those two girls named Yui and Miaka. That book... "Oh my God..."
"Nani ka?" Koji asked, curious by my shocked expression.
"Oh my God..." I repeated. "The book... Oh my God I might be in the book..."
"What are you talking about, Mima? What book?" he got up and set his hands on my shoulders. "Mima?"
"The 'Shi Jin Tenchi Sho...'"
"The what?!"
"The 'Shi Jin Tenchi Sho'! Yui and Miaka! Suzaku no Miko...
"Koji! Have you ever heard of Suzaku no Miko?" I grabbed onto his arms, desperation in my eyes.
"Yeah. She's the Maiden to summon the southern god, Suzaku."
The words from the book filled my head: 'This is a story of a girl who gathered the Seven Guardians of Suzaku. The story itself is an incantation. As soon as the page is turned, the story will become the truth and begin.'
