YUME-MI

(Dream-seer)

A Fushigi Yuugi fanfic by Jashi

Disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yugi or any of the characters except the ones I created specifically for this fic. I did not make any money writing this; so don't sue me!

WARNING: This chapter is rated PG for language and angst.

PART I: YUME

Chapter One

I cried the night my mother died. I cry inside myself now, wishing I had died a long, long time ago. I walk the streets of Konan's capital, and I look at the people. I wish I was like them. But I am not. Physically and mentally. I remember what I look like. My back is mottled and mutated with scars. I can thank myself and my mother for that. Those suckers ain't self inflicted. I got them because I am???…..insane, supposedly. I see things that happen in the future when I dream. And I'm pretty sure they've always come true. Because I make them happen. That is the only possible solution. I think.

I feel pretty tired. I haven't slept in a while. I'm unsure so much now, because I have nothing to lose. Scratch that.

The only thing I have to lose is my life.

But, that wouldn't be too shabby for the world, ne? I mean, who would come to my funeral pyre? The wind maybe. I smile as I think of this. A little girl walks up to me and starts pulling on my leg.

"Do you have some food?" she asks me with pleading eyes.

I say no, but I'll get you some.

SHIMATTA!!!! How stupid am I? I go and steal food, and then what? I get caught. Yeah, smart move,

Ayako. Now I will go freakin' mad in this little cell. Goddamnit. Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no.

I am not going to get a vision here!

But I can't stop it and I can feel it coming.

Oh wow. I see people in houses, sick and dying. Everyone is dying. A plague….

Now I see some sort of healer's diagram. Parts are missing and parts are there.

I wake up, quivering. Cold sweat drips down my face. I shake like I'm freezing,

Which I am, mind you.

I need to get out of this cell and to someone who will listen to me. And someone who makes a difference in the world. Maybe the healer's diagram was to show… I can change the future. I have a choice.

This is new.

Usually I see crops burning and murders happening and…….other things I force myself not to think.

It sucks being me. But, hey, there are people who are worse off in different ways. Different ways.

Somehow I need to get out of here and to the emperor. Hahahaha. This is another example of how crazy I am.

But this is a plan, no matter how crazy it is.

"Guards!" I yell. They come running over to my cell and one has a heavy sword in his hand. He sticks the sword through the bars a little. I grab the hilt and slam it into the lock;, breaking it with a heavy *crack*.

I swing the cell door open and slam it into the guards and I am on my way! Man, either I have really fast reflexes, or they have really crappy reaction times. Run, run, run, run, run!

That's all I can do right now. Just run. I hear the guards coming after me. Oh well. They can catch me or kill me now, I don't care.

I'm real unsure right now, eh?

Running like the dickens towards the throne room, (I have no freaking clue where it is) I try to dart behind pillars and such. In my rush, I don't see some guy with a shakujo (monk staff), and I plow him over, knocking us both to the ground. I jump up, mutter "gomen nasai" , and get the heck outta there.

To be continued……

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(we all know who the guy with the shakujo is, right??? I hope.)

I do not own Fushigi Yugi, so don't sue me. I don't have a job and I didn't make any money writing this fic.

Yuu Watase and Flower Comics own it.