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 6*~
Wednesday, June 20, 2001 - Saturday, June 23, 2001

I grabbed my backpack and looked through it to see if I was missing anything. I took out my shirts, but when I did, I saw a picture of me in front of my school. The picture was on a bright, sunny day in January, and I actually looked really good in that picture. I carefully held it in my hand. I also remembered Genrou telling me I had to change into some warm clothes so I won't be freezing my ass off, so I changed into some bell-bottoms and my red v-shirt that had a black dragon on it, then slipped into my jacket. Just before I was going to put my previously worn outfit in my backpack, I looked at the brown shirt I wore when I met him. I smelled it if it smelt nice, and it did. It smelled like my lotion. That shirt was left out of my bag and kept in my hand, just like the picture.
"I'm here," I said, once I was outside with Genrou and Koji.
"Alright then. Lemme see your bag," Genrou said. I handed my bag to him, but I guess he noticed the things in my hand. "Aren't you putting those in the bag?"
"Nope." I looked at Koji who looked heartbroken. "Koji..."
"Mima..." Koji said. "I'm really going to miss you."
"Yeah, me too..." We were silent for awhile, but then I lifted up my shirt and the photo. "Here."
"What's this?" Koji looked at my shirt and the picture.
"It's the shirt I wore when I first met you, and a photo of myself so that you will forever remember me."
He took the objects. "Mima... I-"
I cut him off with a long kiss. I could feel his arms wrapping around me, and the kiss getting more intense.
"Hey, you two! Break it up!" Genrou cried. We let go of each other, and I turned around, blushing like mad. I completely forgot Genrou was around. "That's much better. Mima, time to go."
I turned to face Koji again, and I saw him blushing, too. "Bye, Koji. I'll visit." And with that, I walked up to Genrou's horse and managed to get on it. Genrou got up in front of me, and I wrapped my arms around his waist. Taking one last look at Koji, and then we were off.
"I told you Koji had the hots fer ya, kid," Genrou said, snickering.
"Shush up!" I snapped, still blushing and still thinking about Koji.

It took almost the whole day just to reach Chokou. Every once in awhile, we would stop and rest, and then have our asses ache. I spoke to Genrou most of the time, and he didn't seem to mind at all. We mainly spoke about where he was from, and what he told me was weird. He left because his family was being... unfair. He told me that he was sick of his older sisters picking on him, his mother always told him what to do, and his father was such a bozo. I wanted to ask him if he missed them, but we were already in Chokou and he changed the subject by saying "Chokou is a loser city."
"Have you even ever been here?" I asked.
Genrou gave a chuckle. "Hell no!"
I fell over, but then we heard a scream from somewhere. It sounded like it was Miaka's. "Miaka!"
"Sounds like her alright." Genrou began running to the end of the cliff, and I followed. "Rekka... SHINEN!" Burst of flames exploded from the fan. I caught up with him and saw flames burn... zombies?!
"What the... the fuck?!" I exclaimed. 'This...' I began thinking. 'This place is like... a fairy tale... with zombies, heros, and sorcery.' "Genrou..."
"I figured something this idiotic would happen... leave it to me." Genrou acted all macho.
I stared at the graveyard, and started freaking out. The zombies were coming out like daisies!
"Lay flat out on the ground! Rekka SHINEN!" The flames burned more zombies. Once we were sure the zombies were cleared out, I followed Genrou as he jumped off the cliff down to the graveyard.
"M-Mima!" Miaka exclaimed, and she hugged me.
"Um... Hi to you, too," I hugged Miaka back.
"I didn't think you'd come with us."
"Koji and Genrou insisted that I should come."
"Well, it's better having a REAL girl come along instead of gay fag." Miaka smiled.
"MI-A-KA!" Nuriko clogged Miaka, and I laughed.
"A-HEM..." Genrou got our attentions. "You know, I wasn't planning on coming. But then, I figured you couldn't go on with your journey without my help. Koji, Mima, and I talked about it and Mima said that Koji should be the new leader. So, we left and found you guys being so pitiful."
"We could've done this without you, you know," Nuriko defended, hand on hip and the other hand in the air, palm up, his eyes closed.
"I guess the former leader will forgive me," Genrou said.
"Why?" Miaka asked.
"You moron! You still don't know? Genrou's my nickname," Genrou explained. "I'm Tasuki. Sorry to decieve you like that." He revealed the sign on his right forearm.
"You left without telling me, NOR Koji, your reason of going?! And you just left, without knowing what to do?!" I complained.
Genrou shrugged. "Pretty much. But Koji already knew I was Tasuki. He also knew that I didn't want to go with them at first."
"Why didn't you tell us sooner, pea brain?!" Nuriko demanded.
"Damn you! You put us through all of this," Hotohori accused.
"Nothin' I could do about it. I had to take the position as leader," Genrou explained. "I couldn't just ignore the will of the previous leader. But then, Koji and Mima encouraged me to leave, and then I invited her along. So, that's why the brat's here."
"H-hey!" I socked Tasuki, and he just laughed.
"I see... thanks for joining us, Tasuki," Miaka said, wearily. I glanced over at her, and she looked rather pale at that moment.
"Miaka..." I mumbled.
"Now... we have the fifth seishi..." Miaka stated, and then she collapsed onto the ground.
"Miaka!" Tasuki exclaimed.
"Miaka, what's wrong?" Nuriko panicked. I felt like an idiot just standing there, watching everything.
"It can't be..." Hotohori began.
"Hotohori," I said. "What is it?"
"Could it be Shikkonki?" Nuriko asked.
"Shikkonki? Nani?" I pondered.
"Find my horse! We shouldn't waste any time getting her to the village," Hotohori commanded.
"Mima, come with me," Nuriko said. Nuriko and I got onto his horse, Hotohori put Miaka on his and he jumped on, and Tasuki got on his.
"What's Shikkonki?" I asked him.
"It's a disease when you get high fevers, and excrutiating pain that's worse than death," Nuriko explained. I gasped at his answer. 'Oh, Miaka... please, hang on...' I pleaded.