YUME-MI

A fanfic by Jashi

*sighs*

I'm not fighting the criticism anymore, and if you feel that way about my story, fine. Mary-Sue, X rip-off, I don't care. I'm naturally a kind of…edgy person. I'm sorry for yelling, it's just that, well, I've tried to write fanfics, and ended up never posting them because I never finished them. This is the fanfic I'm really proud of, the one I really am passionate about. I just want people to like it. I will take your comments to mind. I'm trying to cut down on the multiple POV's per chapter, as I know it was confusing in the beginning. As for everything else, well, I'm happy with it that way. I'm the writer and I do the things that I want to do in the stories. It's just that well, I don't like it when people nit-pick at my writing, like how I censor, Japanese words, and how many punctuation marks I put at the end of a sentence. If you don't like it, well, go you. It's your opinion. I'm just writing this because I thought it was a good idea.

Chapter Thirteen…

(CHICHIRI'S POV)

Heed my warning…there are Seiryus about!

Ayako's warning still lingers in my mind. I myself have been feeling like something is approaching. It seems to surround.

Kuso!

It's already here, circling around us like a vulture waiting to devour a dying animal.

Ayako was just a little late.

Oh well. We'll figure out some way to fight them off…but on an open sea? With a seishi who's a key asset seasick? The sky begins to blacken, and the clouds begin to swirl. The sea begins to churn with frustration. The sky screams with thunder and it opens, screaming down torrents of rain. The wind flies like the phoenix through the sails, gently at first, then faster and faster, until it threatens to rip off the sails from the mast.

Mitsukake grabs a rope to hold the sails to the mast. He grits his teeth and speaks to me:

"This is no natural storm!"

(AYAKO'S POV)

I quickly stare at the mirror, adrenaline streaming through my blood.

The water-mirror begins to churn almost the second I concentrate on it.

Taiitsukun's eyes become wider. I know what she's thinking. I shouldn't be at this level yet. I should be still screwing up with thought-speak and dream interpretation. I shouldn't be able to feel auras clearly. I shouldn't be able to tell what color the auras are. I shouldn't be able to thought-speak with someone else over such a long distance.

I shouldn't be able to do anything; any of this.

And I don't know WHY.

The water begins to swirl and churn faster and faster. Something in my head screams, and then the water stops moving. And yet…

There is an image on it's surface.

Um.

YA-FREAKING-HOO!

But this is no time for celebration. I must see how the seishi are doing. I know I must have contacted them too late; seeing it as it was happening and not before.

I can see the winds rippling and tearing through the sails. The rain pelts and kills the wood of the boat. Lightning screams through the skies, and thunder bellows it's mighty voice. I see the seishi struggling, and Tasuki goes overboard. I intake a sharp breath. Miaka jumps after them, and then Tamahome jumps after both of them.

I seal off the water-mirror, and pull away. I'm shaking. And then I drop down, down, down into darkness of sleep and more dreams…

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I KNOW THIS CHAPTER WAS INSANELY SHORT! Hehe. Sorry, I'm just feeling kinda drained and stuff. I haven't been feeling so hot lately, and stuff. Have fun, this is a crappy chapter I know, but it's a turning point, and stuff. Don't feel compelled to review. *laughs* I'm gonna go to bed now, 'night.