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 25*~
Sunday, August 4, 2002
It was the middle of the night, and everybody has gone asleep. But I couldn't sleep, at all. I was too busy worrying about Miaka and Tamahome.
I walked out of the room and onto the balcony, overlooking the empty streets. 'It's so peaceful in Sairo,' I thought. 'I miss Konan, so much. I miss Hotohori, Nuriko... and I haven't seen Tamahome and Miaka in a long time, so I miss them, too.' I raised my head and looked up at the stars. The skies were clear, and you could see them shine, perfectly. 'I wonder what's happening with them? I wonder if Nuriko is watching over us, protecting each and every one of us.'
I felt a hand go on my shoulder, and I looked to see who it was. It was Tasuki, with just his pants on and no shirt.
"T-Tasuki," I whispered, stuttering. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"I couldn't," he replied. "I've been thinking about... about..."
He didn't finish his sentence, so I returned looking up at the stars. "Where do you think they are?"
Tasuki replied, "Possibly on their way here."
"It's been a day. They're taking so long."
"Mima..."
I looked up at him, and saw in his eyes a look of sorrow and lust. But the lust was really hard to identify, it could have been...
"You were like a kid sister to me, and to Koji, at the start." He raise his hand and scratched his head. "And well, I uh..."
I frowned that he took so long to finish his sentence. "And you what?"
"I feel like a traitor to Koji, and... But I... well..." In his eyes, I could see a look of love, that it wasn't lust at all. He looked at me in a way that made me feel uncertain, but comfortable.
I knew what he was saying, so I didn't care that he wasn't going to finish. "I can't... I can't return your feelings, Tasuki."
He blushed. "Nani?"
My body shook. 'He acts like such a kid,' I thought. 'Why didn't I see it before?' "I'm from another world, and you always treated me like a kid... how can I ever return them? And the way you blamed me for Nuriko's death... I can't live with that!"
"But I didn't mean it!" Tasuki exclaimed. "I didn't! Mima, I...! Ashiteru, Mima! Ashiteru!" He grabbed me and kissed me. For a moment, I didn't know what to do. But then, I felt insulted, so I slapped him right across the face.
"Let go, Tasuki! Let go of me!" I tried pulling away.
"Mima, listen! I love you!"
"Tasuki, you're crazy! Leave me alone!" I pushed him against the railing and left the room, and hid in the bathroom.
I heard him calling for me, looking for me, saying that he was sorry just in case I could hear him. I felt bad for denying him, but when he blamed me for Nuriko's death, I didn't feel that way for him anymore. I just didn't, at all.
A couple minutes have passed, so I slipped out of the bathroom and back to my room, and into my bed. I stared at the bed across from me, and Tasuki's back was facing me. 'Gomenasai, Tasuki. Gomenasai.'
The next morning, I woke up probably around twelve. Tasuki smacked me across the head just to get me up.
"I-itai!" I complained, rubbing my head.
"Wake up. You need food," he said.
"But... I'm so tired," I pulled the covers over my head.
"Let's go," he took my hand, causing me to jerk up, then dragged me downstairs for some food, and sake.
"Mm.. look at all this food!" I exclaimed, looking at the food after a half an hour's worth of waiting for it to cook. "It smells delicious!"
Tasuki took a big drink of his sake. "Sure does." He put a grape in his mouth, chewing on it delightly.
I stared at him, thinking, 'He must be sorry about last night. He's taking me out to eat to make up for it.'
"Here, have a drink of sake," he poured some sake into a cup and handed it to me.
"This is alcohol, isn't it?" I asked.
He grinned. "Yeah, but it's not so bad. Try some."
Trusting him because of the night before, I took the cup and brought it up to my lips. I took a sip, and grinned. It wasn't so bad, even though it had an awful taste to it. And then in a moment, I drank the whole thing and set the cup down. "Fuck!" I cursed. "Damn, that shit's strong!"
Tasuki laughed at me. "Told you it isn't so bad."
The door on my right opened, and in came Chichiri, all dressed up. "Tasuki, Mima."
"At your service," I poured myself some more sake, having a feeling that I'm going to be drunk.
"Mitsukake and Chiriko are where?" Chichiri asked.
"Chiriko's downstairs studying," Tasuki replied. "And Mitsukake's studying herbs."
Chichiri sat down with us, but then the door opened once more and a waiter asked us if we would like some more alcohol.
Tasuki and I laughed, and I answered, "Why, of course! I'll have some more!"
"Very well," the person said. "I'll get some more."
"Ah, he's so kind," Tasuki complimented, obviously drunk. "He let us stay at this nice place. Sairo Country's better than I thought."
I threw down the cup I was drinking from and just took the whole bottle of sake, and chugged it down.
"Be careful, Mima, no da!" Chichiri warned. "That's a lot of sake, no da!"
I wiped my mouth and looked at Chichiri as if he were crazy. "Kiss my ass, monkey boy."
Chichiri sweat dropped, but then said, "This place may be kind, but Tamahome and Miaka haven't arrived yet, na no da. I want to make a report to Hotohori-sama, no da. And something keeps interfering with my magic, no da. That concerns me."
We looked at Tasuki, who had cups covering his ears. "Elephant!" He then put the cups over his eyes and more cups on his shoulders, and started dancing. "Dragon fly!"
I couldn't help but laugh at Tasuki, snorting. 'Man, I'm drunk!' I thought.
"I'll never talk seriously to you two ever again, no da," Chichiri promised.
Then Tasuki started laughing even more by putting the cups over his chest, and exclaiming, "Breasts!"
I threw a dish at him, causing him to fall over. "Baka!"
At that moment, I passed out from having too much sake to drink, or that I felt so dehydrated. But I remember mumbling something.
"Miaka..." I mumbled. "Please, Miaka... hurry... hurry..."
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 25*~
Sunday, August 4, 2002
It was the middle of the night, and everybody has gone asleep. But I couldn't sleep, at all. I was too busy worrying about Miaka and Tamahome.
I walked out of the room and onto the balcony, overlooking the empty streets. 'It's so peaceful in Sairo,' I thought. 'I miss Konan, so much. I miss Hotohori, Nuriko... and I haven't seen Tamahome and Miaka in a long time, so I miss them, too.' I raised my head and looked up at the stars. The skies were clear, and you could see them shine, perfectly. 'I wonder what's happening with them? I wonder if Nuriko is watching over us, protecting each and every one of us.'
I felt a hand go on my shoulder, and I looked to see who it was. It was Tasuki, with just his pants on and no shirt.
"T-Tasuki," I whispered, stuttering. "Why aren't you asleep?"
"I couldn't," he replied. "I've been thinking about... about..."
He didn't finish his sentence, so I returned looking up at the stars. "Where do you think they are?"
Tasuki replied, "Possibly on their way here."
"It's been a day. They're taking so long."
"Mima..."
I looked up at him, and saw in his eyes a look of sorrow and lust. But the lust was really hard to identify, it could have been...
"You were like a kid sister to me, and to Koji, at the start." He raise his hand and scratched his head. "And well, I uh..."
I frowned that he took so long to finish his sentence. "And you what?"
"I feel like a traitor to Koji, and... But I... well..." In his eyes, I could see a look of love, that it wasn't lust at all. He looked at me in a way that made me feel uncertain, but comfortable.
I knew what he was saying, so I didn't care that he wasn't going to finish. "I can't... I can't return your feelings, Tasuki."
He blushed. "Nani?"
My body shook. 'He acts like such a kid,' I thought. 'Why didn't I see it before?' "I'm from another world, and you always treated me like a kid... how can I ever return them? And the way you blamed me for Nuriko's death... I can't live with that!"
"But I didn't mean it!" Tasuki exclaimed. "I didn't! Mima, I...! Ashiteru, Mima! Ashiteru!" He grabbed me and kissed me. For a moment, I didn't know what to do. But then, I felt insulted, so I slapped him right across the face.
"Let go, Tasuki! Let go of me!" I tried pulling away.
"Mima, listen! I love you!"
"Tasuki, you're crazy! Leave me alone!" I pushed him against the railing and left the room, and hid in the bathroom.
I heard him calling for me, looking for me, saying that he was sorry just in case I could hear him. I felt bad for denying him, but when he blamed me for Nuriko's death, I didn't feel that way for him anymore. I just didn't, at all.
A couple minutes have passed, so I slipped out of the bathroom and back to my room, and into my bed. I stared at the bed across from me, and Tasuki's back was facing me. 'Gomenasai, Tasuki. Gomenasai.'
The next morning, I woke up probably around twelve. Tasuki smacked me across the head just to get me up.
"I-itai!" I complained, rubbing my head.
"Wake up. You need food," he said.
"But... I'm so tired," I pulled the covers over my head.
"Let's go," he took my hand, causing me to jerk up, then dragged me downstairs for some food, and sake.
"Mm.. look at all this food!" I exclaimed, looking at the food after a half an hour's worth of waiting for it to cook. "It smells delicious!"
Tasuki took a big drink of his sake. "Sure does." He put a grape in his mouth, chewing on it delightly.
I stared at him, thinking, 'He must be sorry about last night. He's taking me out to eat to make up for it.'
"Here, have a drink of sake," he poured some sake into a cup and handed it to me.
"This is alcohol, isn't it?" I asked.
He grinned. "Yeah, but it's not so bad. Try some."
Trusting him because of the night before, I took the cup and brought it up to my lips. I took a sip, and grinned. It wasn't so bad, even though it had an awful taste to it. And then in a moment, I drank the whole thing and set the cup down. "Fuck!" I cursed. "Damn, that shit's strong!"
Tasuki laughed at me. "Told you it isn't so bad."
The door on my right opened, and in came Chichiri, all dressed up. "Tasuki, Mima."
"At your service," I poured myself some more sake, having a feeling that I'm going to be drunk.
"Mitsukake and Chiriko are where?" Chichiri asked.
"Chiriko's downstairs studying," Tasuki replied. "And Mitsukake's studying herbs."
Chichiri sat down with us, but then the door opened once more and a waiter asked us if we would like some more alcohol.
Tasuki and I laughed, and I answered, "Why, of course! I'll have some more!"
"Very well," the person said. "I'll get some more."
"Ah, he's so kind," Tasuki complimented, obviously drunk. "He let us stay at this nice place. Sairo Country's better than I thought."
I threw down the cup I was drinking from and just took the whole bottle of sake, and chugged it down.
"Be careful, Mima, no da!" Chichiri warned. "That's a lot of sake, no da!"
I wiped my mouth and looked at Chichiri as if he were crazy. "Kiss my ass, monkey boy."
Chichiri sweat dropped, but then said, "This place may be kind, but Tamahome and Miaka haven't arrived yet, na no da. I want to make a report to Hotohori-sama, no da. And something keeps interfering with my magic, no da. That concerns me."
We looked at Tasuki, who had cups covering his ears. "Elephant!" He then put the cups over his eyes and more cups on his shoulders, and started dancing. "Dragon fly!"
I couldn't help but laugh at Tasuki, snorting. 'Man, I'm drunk!' I thought.
"I'll never talk seriously to you two ever again, no da," Chichiri promised.
Then Tasuki started laughing even more by putting the cups over his chest, and exclaiming, "Breasts!"
I threw a dish at him, causing him to fall over. "Baka!"
At that moment, I passed out from having too much sake to drink, or that I felt so dehydrated. But I remember mumbling something.
"Miaka..." I mumbled. "Please, Miaka... hurry... hurry..."
