Fushigi Yuugi: The Other OTHER World Series Chapter 2: No Need for a
Pneumonia
"Josh!!"
Mihara threw her pencil down, and leaned back in her chair. She had been home for three and half days and as luck would have it, she came home during winter break. Looking back, she remembered that the day she fell into the book it was the day that she got out for break.
In three days Ichidou had made countless wishes for countless things. From enormous amounts of money to a basic knowledge of the real world for the seishi so they actually knew what they were doing when the picked up a phone.
Ichidou even took the liberty of going shopping for the seishi. She came back with several truckloads of furniture, appliances, clothes, food, and lord knows what else. In the few days that the seishi had lived in their new houses, Ichidou had made it look like they had lived there for years. "JOSH!!!"
Mihara sighed. "For the last time, mother! Its MIHARA!" She paused waiting for a reply. Recieving none, she stood up and ran downstairs. She came around the corner, going into the living room, and standing there in the middle of the room was two people she hadn't seen in what seemed like ages, but in reality it had only been less than a week.
Nikki and Jayce Peirson, her best friends before she fell into the Shi Jin Ten Shi Sho, stood before her. For a few moments the three of them just stood there staring at each other. Then in one swift movement, Nikki stepped forward and snatched Mihara up and a backbreaking hug.
"Where have you been!" She said squeezing her friend tight. "We've been so worried!"
Mihara tried feebly to push Nikki away from her. "Nikki! Can't! Breath!"
Nikki let go at once. "Sorry..." she said blushing.
Mihara put a hand to her chest and coughed a few times. "Its all right. Where have I been? Well..." She trailed off, hurriedly thinking of a fast explanation for her sudden dissapearance. She was saved, however, by the ringing of the phone, and her mother coming in from the kitchen.
"Josh, dear-"
"Mihara, mom. Mee-harr-uh."
Her mother sighed. "Yes dear. Tasuki's on the phone."
Mihara grinned. "Goody!" She turned around and said to her friends, "Can you guys wait here for just a few moments?" Then without waiting for an answer she trotted happily into the kitchen. She jumped up and sat on the counter then picked up the reciever. "Tasuki?"
To her supreme surprise Tasuki wasn't the one on the other end of the receiver. It was Nuriko.
"Mihara, hey um listen... are you busy."
Mihara leaned over the side of the counter and saw her friends staring boredly in the living room across the entryway. "Maybe. Why?"
"Do you think you could come over soon?"
Mihara glanced at the clock on the wall. "Probably. Why, is anything wrong."
Nuriko sighed heavily. "Well, Tasuki's sick."
Mihara inhaled deeply. "Like how sick?"
"I don't know. The doctor is with him now. Please try to come. He's been shouting your name for hours."
"He's awake?"
"He's delirious."
Mihara took several deep calming breaths. "Okay, I'll be right over." She hung up the phone and hopped off the counter.
"Sorry guys," she said, going into the entryway and grabbing her coat and mittens off the coat rack. "I have an emergency that cannot be ignored. I'll come over or call you or something. Bye you guys. MOM! I'M GOING TO TASUKI'S!!!" And then she was gone.
******
When she arrived, she walked right in. The seishi didn't care if she knocked. She ran upstairs and found Nuriko sitting in a chair in the hallway outside Tasuki's room. When he saw her he stood up.
"Doctor still with him?" Mihara asked removing her coat and mittens.
"Yes." Nuriko said heavilly.
Mihara sat in Nuriko's vacated seat and sighed. "He'd better be okay." The more Nuriko looked at her, he realized that the Mihara in her was coming out. It was almost like she had split personalities. The "Josh" in her was outgoing, funny, and even a little wild. "Mihara" was quiet, reserved and thoughtful. It was "Mihara" that did most of the worrying for the two of them.
The doctor chose that moment to leave Tasuki's room.
Mihara stood and bolted inside,throwing herself across Tasuki's sleeping body.
Both the doctor and Nuriko cocked an eyebrow at the girl.
"So Doc," Nuriko said the the most casual voice he could muster. "What's wrong with him?" He began to lead the doctor downstairs.
"He's got pneumonia," the doctor said, running a hand through his hair. "Its mild as of yet but should he get worse than I want you to take him immeadiately to the hospital. He should stay in bed and get as much sleep as possible. Wake him only to feed him."
They reached the door and the doctor gave Nuriko a strained look. "It is imperative that he gets plenty of rest and doesn't move around. If pneumonia gets bad it could result in death."
Nuriko flinched at the sound of these words. "Yes doctor," he managed to say around a lump in his throat.
The doctor patted Nuriko on the shoulder and then saw himself out.
Nuriko trudged back upstairs, the doctor's warning still ringing in his ears. "...could result in death." He was about to go into Tasuki's room when Mihara came out, shutting the door softly behind her.
She forced a smile and cheerfullness in her voice when she spoke. "So Nuri, whats the verdict?"
Nuriko shrugged. "Meh, its not to bad. Just a mild case of nomia...or something like that."
Mihara smiled in spite of herself. "You mean pneumonia?"
Nuriko waved an unconcerned hand. "Yeah yeah yeah."
At that moment the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," Mihara said, walking slowly down the stairs. When the doorbell began ringing furiously, Mihara was under that an impatient Ichidou was on the other side. When she flung open the door she did in fact see Ichidou. But there were two people whom she did NOT expect to be there.
Each of Ichidou's arms were grabbing onto the coat collars of Nikki and Jayce.
"S'Bout you freakin' answered the door," she said, shoving the two inside.
Mihara was more worried about the other two. "Nikki...Jayce... why are you here."
Jayce opened his mouth to explain when Ichidou cut in.
"I'll tell you why. They was spyin' on yous or something -" (her New York accent was outrageous Mihara noted). "I come up to the porch and I sees them two pressin' they're faces up against the windows." She snorted. "Anyways I came to see Tasuki. Nuri called and told me he was sick."
Mihara smiled warmly. "Oh, the doctor says its just a mild case of pneumonia. Its okay, you don't have to stay."
Ichidou shrugged off her leather coat. "Nah, I'll stay here. Koji's, of course, drunker than the respective bandit and the twins are still in shock from the cold. Had to get away from them, they was drivin' me nuts!"
"Excuse me," Nikki said holding up a finger. "But um, do you mind explaining how you know all these people, Josh?"
Mihara laughed. "It might take a while. And don't call me Josh. My name's Mihara now." She lead them into the living room and waited for the three of them to be comfortable before she began. "Well it all started that night, Nikki, the day I dissappeared...."
And she launched into her story, picking over the finer details and leaving out only the fact that she was raped by Nakago, every now and then looking to Ichidou for support. When she was finally through (this all took about an hour and a half to recount) Nikki and Jayce were dumbstruck at it all, afraid to say something.
"Well?" Mihara said expectantly.
Nikki blinked several times as if waking from a trance. "Are you telling me Josh-"
"Mihara." She corrected.
"Whatever. Your're saying that on the night that you disappeared you were sucked into a book where time moves faster and you met a bunch of hot guys and became this priestess chick and had to summon a big chicken to make three wishes so that all would be good?"
Mihara chuckled. "That about sums it up."
Nikki sat back in her seat, her eyes still as wide as ever.
Mihara turned to Jayce. "Do you have anything to say."
He stood and stretched. "I think we should be heading home," he said glancing at his watch. "We told mom we'd be home an hour ago."
Nikki stood as well. "Yeah, he's right."
Mihara walked them to the door. "Well take care yall. I guess I'll talk to you later." She opened the door and her mouth dropped open in horror.
It had been snowing outside. Snow was pilled up onto the porch, nearly to the top. They had been snowed in.
"This isn't good."
End Chapter 2
Ohayo gozaimasu minna-san! Its been a long long long long long long long long time but I'm finally back with chapter 2 of Season Two of The One Who is Lost. Gomen nasai for keeping you waiting this long but but but but.... I don't know. I'm finally getting back into this frame of mind so chapter 3 should be up not long after this. Thanks for having patience! Ja mataa!
"Josh!!"
Mihara threw her pencil down, and leaned back in her chair. She had been home for three and half days and as luck would have it, she came home during winter break. Looking back, she remembered that the day she fell into the book it was the day that she got out for break.
In three days Ichidou had made countless wishes for countless things. From enormous amounts of money to a basic knowledge of the real world for the seishi so they actually knew what they were doing when the picked up a phone.
Ichidou even took the liberty of going shopping for the seishi. She came back with several truckloads of furniture, appliances, clothes, food, and lord knows what else. In the few days that the seishi had lived in their new houses, Ichidou had made it look like they had lived there for years. "JOSH!!!"
Mihara sighed. "For the last time, mother! Its MIHARA!" She paused waiting for a reply. Recieving none, she stood up and ran downstairs. She came around the corner, going into the living room, and standing there in the middle of the room was two people she hadn't seen in what seemed like ages, but in reality it had only been less than a week.
Nikki and Jayce Peirson, her best friends before she fell into the Shi Jin Ten Shi Sho, stood before her. For a few moments the three of them just stood there staring at each other. Then in one swift movement, Nikki stepped forward and snatched Mihara up and a backbreaking hug.
"Where have you been!" She said squeezing her friend tight. "We've been so worried!"
Mihara tried feebly to push Nikki away from her. "Nikki! Can't! Breath!"
Nikki let go at once. "Sorry..." she said blushing.
Mihara put a hand to her chest and coughed a few times. "Its all right. Where have I been? Well..." She trailed off, hurriedly thinking of a fast explanation for her sudden dissapearance. She was saved, however, by the ringing of the phone, and her mother coming in from the kitchen.
"Josh, dear-"
"Mihara, mom. Mee-harr-uh."
Her mother sighed. "Yes dear. Tasuki's on the phone."
Mihara grinned. "Goody!" She turned around and said to her friends, "Can you guys wait here for just a few moments?" Then without waiting for an answer she trotted happily into the kitchen. She jumped up and sat on the counter then picked up the reciever. "Tasuki?"
To her supreme surprise Tasuki wasn't the one on the other end of the receiver. It was Nuriko.
"Mihara, hey um listen... are you busy."
Mihara leaned over the side of the counter and saw her friends staring boredly in the living room across the entryway. "Maybe. Why?"
"Do you think you could come over soon?"
Mihara glanced at the clock on the wall. "Probably. Why, is anything wrong."
Nuriko sighed heavily. "Well, Tasuki's sick."
Mihara inhaled deeply. "Like how sick?"
"I don't know. The doctor is with him now. Please try to come. He's been shouting your name for hours."
"He's awake?"
"He's delirious."
Mihara took several deep calming breaths. "Okay, I'll be right over." She hung up the phone and hopped off the counter.
"Sorry guys," she said, going into the entryway and grabbing her coat and mittens off the coat rack. "I have an emergency that cannot be ignored. I'll come over or call you or something. Bye you guys. MOM! I'M GOING TO TASUKI'S!!!" And then she was gone.
******
When she arrived, she walked right in. The seishi didn't care if she knocked. She ran upstairs and found Nuriko sitting in a chair in the hallway outside Tasuki's room. When he saw her he stood up.
"Doctor still with him?" Mihara asked removing her coat and mittens.
"Yes." Nuriko said heavilly.
Mihara sat in Nuriko's vacated seat and sighed. "He'd better be okay." The more Nuriko looked at her, he realized that the Mihara in her was coming out. It was almost like she had split personalities. The "Josh" in her was outgoing, funny, and even a little wild. "Mihara" was quiet, reserved and thoughtful. It was "Mihara" that did most of the worrying for the two of them.
The doctor chose that moment to leave Tasuki's room.
Mihara stood and bolted inside,throwing herself across Tasuki's sleeping body.
Both the doctor and Nuriko cocked an eyebrow at the girl.
"So Doc," Nuriko said the the most casual voice he could muster. "What's wrong with him?" He began to lead the doctor downstairs.
"He's got pneumonia," the doctor said, running a hand through his hair. "Its mild as of yet but should he get worse than I want you to take him immeadiately to the hospital. He should stay in bed and get as much sleep as possible. Wake him only to feed him."
They reached the door and the doctor gave Nuriko a strained look. "It is imperative that he gets plenty of rest and doesn't move around. If pneumonia gets bad it could result in death."
Nuriko flinched at the sound of these words. "Yes doctor," he managed to say around a lump in his throat.
The doctor patted Nuriko on the shoulder and then saw himself out.
Nuriko trudged back upstairs, the doctor's warning still ringing in his ears. "...could result in death." He was about to go into Tasuki's room when Mihara came out, shutting the door softly behind her.
She forced a smile and cheerfullness in her voice when she spoke. "So Nuri, whats the verdict?"
Nuriko shrugged. "Meh, its not to bad. Just a mild case of nomia...or something like that."
Mihara smiled in spite of herself. "You mean pneumonia?"
Nuriko waved an unconcerned hand. "Yeah yeah yeah."
At that moment the doorbell rang.
"I'll get it," Mihara said, walking slowly down the stairs. When the doorbell began ringing furiously, Mihara was under that an impatient Ichidou was on the other side. When she flung open the door she did in fact see Ichidou. But there were two people whom she did NOT expect to be there.
Each of Ichidou's arms were grabbing onto the coat collars of Nikki and Jayce.
"S'Bout you freakin' answered the door," she said, shoving the two inside.
Mihara was more worried about the other two. "Nikki...Jayce... why are you here."
Jayce opened his mouth to explain when Ichidou cut in.
"I'll tell you why. They was spyin' on yous or something -" (her New York accent was outrageous Mihara noted). "I come up to the porch and I sees them two pressin' they're faces up against the windows." She snorted. "Anyways I came to see Tasuki. Nuri called and told me he was sick."
Mihara smiled warmly. "Oh, the doctor says its just a mild case of pneumonia. Its okay, you don't have to stay."
Ichidou shrugged off her leather coat. "Nah, I'll stay here. Koji's, of course, drunker than the respective bandit and the twins are still in shock from the cold. Had to get away from them, they was drivin' me nuts!"
"Excuse me," Nikki said holding up a finger. "But um, do you mind explaining how you know all these people, Josh?"
Mihara laughed. "It might take a while. And don't call me Josh. My name's Mihara now." She lead them into the living room and waited for the three of them to be comfortable before she began. "Well it all started that night, Nikki, the day I dissappeared...."
And she launched into her story, picking over the finer details and leaving out only the fact that she was raped by Nakago, every now and then looking to Ichidou for support. When she was finally through (this all took about an hour and a half to recount) Nikki and Jayce were dumbstruck at it all, afraid to say something.
"Well?" Mihara said expectantly.
Nikki blinked several times as if waking from a trance. "Are you telling me Josh-"
"Mihara." She corrected.
"Whatever. Your're saying that on the night that you disappeared you were sucked into a book where time moves faster and you met a bunch of hot guys and became this priestess chick and had to summon a big chicken to make three wishes so that all would be good?"
Mihara chuckled. "That about sums it up."
Nikki sat back in her seat, her eyes still as wide as ever.
Mihara turned to Jayce. "Do you have anything to say."
He stood and stretched. "I think we should be heading home," he said glancing at his watch. "We told mom we'd be home an hour ago."
Nikki stood as well. "Yeah, he's right."
Mihara walked them to the door. "Well take care yall. I guess I'll talk to you later." She opened the door and her mouth dropped open in horror.
It had been snowing outside. Snow was pilled up onto the porch, nearly to the top. They had been snowed in.
"This isn't good."
End Chapter 2
Ohayo gozaimasu minna-san! Its been a long long long long long long long long time but I'm finally back with chapter 2 of Season Two of The One Who is Lost. Gomen nasai for keeping you waiting this long but but but but.... I don't know. I'm finally getting back into this frame of mind so chapter 3 should be up not long after this. Thanks for having patience! Ja mataa!