Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi :P
This story is an alternate universe that takes place in ancient China and the fy characters have never met. Miaka is 16 and Tamahome is 18 also in China there is a type of acrobatics where you balance on something and maneuver bowls to balance on your head. (yes.. strange but pretty entertaining). There is magic and martial arts in this story.
"No please! Stop!! I didn't do it on purpose!" I said as I huddled in the corner of the room. The whip striked out at me again leaving a red streak of blood on my cheek. "you wretched little girl!!! You have made no money for us today and broke all the bowls that we had left! You will pay!!" his voice roared at me. I saw his lips curve in a cruel and evil smile, baring all his decaying yellow teeth at me as he pulled out the beating stick. I looked at the weapon in trepidation and shivered from the fear. It had always been like this ever since my own parents abandoned me. I was just four then but I still remember that day.
Flashback: " Come on Miaka! Lets go!" my mother's usual smile was on her face but something about it seemed to be. different. "Ok mommy!!!" I replied as I gave her my brightest smile. I held on to father's and mother's hand tightly as we headed for the supermarket. We suddenly came to a halt and I studied my surroundings. It was so jovial! The streets bustled with excitement and joy! My father the faced me and said, "mother and I are going to go get something for you and its gonna be a surprise, so stay here until we come back okay?" my father's eyes seemed to waver but I ignored it and replied, "okay! Don't worry! Your Miaka will stay right here!" I smiled happily. My parents gave me a sad look but turned and walked away without looking back. I waited and waited. One hour. two hours.three hours. the streets slowly began to empty and the sky slowly grew dark. 'where's my mommy? Where's my daddy?' I thought over and over again. 'I'm sure they'll come back for me!' I reassured my self. But they never came. END flashback
He came towards me nearer and nearer until finally he was so close I could smell the terrible odor that surrounded him. "are you afraid little girl? Well. you should have thought about it earlier before you decided to be clumsy" he snared as he hit me hard with the club. I screamed from the pain that traveled through my body. He continued to hit me until I lost all conscience.
He pulled on my hair and yanked it towards him, making my head jerk painfully towards him. It was that day again. The day that I hated the most even compared to the others. No matter how hard I tried it was always the same. Every Tuesday my master would bring me to the market. My job was to perform. I was definitely no acrobat. No matter how hard I tried I could not balance on 5 piled up chairs and also balance 5 bowls on my head. I was not flexible either compared to many other little girls and I was naturally clumsy.
"You listen to me good! you do this right today or you'll wish you never lived!" his rough voice ringed in my ears. I shivered at the thought of another beating. He shoved me hard into the raised wooden platform and began to gather around people to watch.
After gathering a considerable amount of people, he put down a slightly broken plate where people were supposed to put coins in. Sighing, I jump on top of the 5 oddly placed together chairs, and actually manage to balance.
The crowd clapped and cheered and a few of them even put coins in the broken plate.
'I can do this!' I thought to myself
my master threw up the first of 5 bowls and I caught it on one foot. I then maneuvered my foot so that the bowl balanced on my head. I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked into the crowd as they broke into applause. A pair of dark, sapphire blue eyes suddenly caught my eye. They were so full up depth, almost as if I were looking into an ocean free from this pain. At that moment, I felt the feeble chairs wobble beneath me.
my master's eyes glared at me, my surroundings spun around and I heard my self scream. I felt my self falling, and shut my eyes tightly, knowing the pain would hit me at any moment. Instead, I felt myself land into a blanket of warmth. I slowly opened my eyes only to see those dark sapphire colored ones looking back at me.
"Are you okay?" a deep, soothing voice said.
The voice came from a tall, navy blue-haired man. His eyes were a sapphire blue color, and his body was full of strength and vitality. He was also wearing a dark blue robe. He gently put me down and repeated again,
"Miss, are you okay?"
I quickly snapped out of my trance, bowed deeply, and said in a quiet voice,
"Gomen, gomen ne."
"MIAKA! U WORTHLESS GIRL!" my master's loud voice ripped through my thoughts. He grabbed my arm and twisted it in an odd way. I screamed out in pain. "I'LL MAKE SURE YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON ONCE AND FOR ALL!" he slapped my head with all his strength, sending me crashing onto the damp mud. A trickle of blood dripped down from my head, and my view was becoming dim. Strange how I almost couldn't feel the pain.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" the familiar voice boomed.
"And what are you going to do about it tough guy?" I saw my master's mouth widen into an evil grin, his decaying teeth showing. He advanced toward the stranger that had saved me and I knew what was going to happen next.
'run! Just leave! I'm not worth saving' I thought about the blue-eyed stranger.
My master suddenly threw a punch, but the stranger saw too quick. He grabbed the fist and twisted it. My master shouted in pain and collapsed in a dead faint.
The stranger walked to me and held out a hand. "come on! I'll bring you home."
I reached for his hand but my surroundings suddenly turned black and I felt myself being swallowed by the darkness.
It was cold and dark. "Miaka! Miaka!" a gentle voice called. I recognized the voice. "Mother!!! Mother!! Where are you?" I said as I scrambled around. A figure appeared, it was mother! " Mother its you!" I ran towards the figure and hugged it. The figure hugged back and I looked into my mother's honey brown eyes. "Miaka! I missed you so much!" tears of joy fell down my cheeks. "Mother? Why did you leave me?" suddenly my mother pulled away and stared at me with cold eyes. "Its because we like your brother better. You are worthless to us." My heart ached in pain. "its no true! I know its not true!" "it is Miaka! Your worthless to us! That's why we gave you away!" "I'm worthless!" I cried out in frustration. "I am worthless!" my mother's figure disappeared as I sobbed continuously.
"Hey hey! Wake up!" a deep voice said.
My eyes snapped open, as I looked into a pair of familiar sapphire colored eyes. My eyes were wet. Embarrassed, I quickly wiped away the tears on my face, and asked,
"Where am I? Who are you?"
the blue-haired (and really hot ^^;;;) man turned to me as I sat up on the comfortable feather bed.
"You are at the Longli shrine. We are renowned for our magical and martial arts power and training. And as for your other question, I am known as the Blue Dragon. My real name is Tamahome Kishuku.
AN: yep yep that's all! Tell me what all of u guys think! Hate it? Love it? Any suggestions? Comments? Should I continue? Or not?
This story is an alternate universe that takes place in ancient China and the fy characters have never met. Miaka is 16 and Tamahome is 18 also in China there is a type of acrobatics where you balance on something and maneuver bowls to balance on your head. (yes.. strange but pretty entertaining). There is magic and martial arts in this story.
"No please! Stop!! I didn't do it on purpose!" I said as I huddled in the corner of the room. The whip striked out at me again leaving a red streak of blood on my cheek. "you wretched little girl!!! You have made no money for us today and broke all the bowls that we had left! You will pay!!" his voice roared at me. I saw his lips curve in a cruel and evil smile, baring all his decaying yellow teeth at me as he pulled out the beating stick. I looked at the weapon in trepidation and shivered from the fear. It had always been like this ever since my own parents abandoned me. I was just four then but I still remember that day.
Flashback: " Come on Miaka! Lets go!" my mother's usual smile was on her face but something about it seemed to be. different. "Ok mommy!!!" I replied as I gave her my brightest smile. I held on to father's and mother's hand tightly as we headed for the supermarket. We suddenly came to a halt and I studied my surroundings. It was so jovial! The streets bustled with excitement and joy! My father the faced me and said, "mother and I are going to go get something for you and its gonna be a surprise, so stay here until we come back okay?" my father's eyes seemed to waver but I ignored it and replied, "okay! Don't worry! Your Miaka will stay right here!" I smiled happily. My parents gave me a sad look but turned and walked away without looking back. I waited and waited. One hour. two hours.three hours. the streets slowly began to empty and the sky slowly grew dark. 'where's my mommy? Where's my daddy?' I thought over and over again. 'I'm sure they'll come back for me!' I reassured my self. But they never came. END flashback
He came towards me nearer and nearer until finally he was so close I could smell the terrible odor that surrounded him. "are you afraid little girl? Well. you should have thought about it earlier before you decided to be clumsy" he snared as he hit me hard with the club. I screamed from the pain that traveled through my body. He continued to hit me until I lost all conscience.
He pulled on my hair and yanked it towards him, making my head jerk painfully towards him. It was that day again. The day that I hated the most even compared to the others. No matter how hard I tried it was always the same. Every Tuesday my master would bring me to the market. My job was to perform. I was definitely no acrobat. No matter how hard I tried I could not balance on 5 piled up chairs and also balance 5 bowls on my head. I was not flexible either compared to many other little girls and I was naturally clumsy.
"You listen to me good! you do this right today or you'll wish you never lived!" his rough voice ringed in my ears. I shivered at the thought of another beating. He shoved me hard into the raised wooden platform and began to gather around people to watch.
After gathering a considerable amount of people, he put down a slightly broken plate where people were supposed to put coins in. Sighing, I jump on top of the 5 oddly placed together chairs, and actually manage to balance.
The crowd clapped and cheered and a few of them even put coins in the broken plate.
'I can do this!' I thought to myself
my master threw up the first of 5 bowls and I caught it on one foot. I then maneuvered my foot so that the bowl balanced on my head. I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked into the crowd as they broke into applause. A pair of dark, sapphire blue eyes suddenly caught my eye. They were so full up depth, almost as if I were looking into an ocean free from this pain. At that moment, I felt the feeble chairs wobble beneath me.
my master's eyes glared at me, my surroundings spun around and I heard my self scream. I felt my self falling, and shut my eyes tightly, knowing the pain would hit me at any moment. Instead, I felt myself land into a blanket of warmth. I slowly opened my eyes only to see those dark sapphire colored ones looking back at me.
"Are you okay?" a deep, soothing voice said.
The voice came from a tall, navy blue-haired man. His eyes were a sapphire blue color, and his body was full of strength and vitality. He was also wearing a dark blue robe. He gently put me down and repeated again,
"Miss, are you okay?"
I quickly snapped out of my trance, bowed deeply, and said in a quiet voice,
"Gomen, gomen ne."
"MIAKA! U WORTHLESS GIRL!" my master's loud voice ripped through my thoughts. He grabbed my arm and twisted it in an odd way. I screamed out in pain. "I'LL MAKE SURE YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON ONCE AND FOR ALL!" he slapped my head with all his strength, sending me crashing onto the damp mud. A trickle of blood dripped down from my head, and my view was becoming dim. Strange how I almost couldn't feel the pain.
"THAT'S ENOUGH!" the familiar voice boomed.
"And what are you going to do about it tough guy?" I saw my master's mouth widen into an evil grin, his decaying teeth showing. He advanced toward the stranger that had saved me and I knew what was going to happen next.
'run! Just leave! I'm not worth saving' I thought about the blue-eyed stranger.
My master suddenly threw a punch, but the stranger saw too quick. He grabbed the fist and twisted it. My master shouted in pain and collapsed in a dead faint.
The stranger walked to me and held out a hand. "come on! I'll bring you home."
I reached for his hand but my surroundings suddenly turned black and I felt myself being swallowed by the darkness.
It was cold and dark. "Miaka! Miaka!" a gentle voice called. I recognized the voice. "Mother!!! Mother!! Where are you?" I said as I scrambled around. A figure appeared, it was mother! " Mother its you!" I ran towards the figure and hugged it. The figure hugged back and I looked into my mother's honey brown eyes. "Miaka! I missed you so much!" tears of joy fell down my cheeks. "Mother? Why did you leave me?" suddenly my mother pulled away and stared at me with cold eyes. "Its because we like your brother better. You are worthless to us." My heart ached in pain. "its no true! I know its not true!" "it is Miaka! Your worthless to us! That's why we gave you away!" "I'm worthless!" I cried out in frustration. "I am worthless!" my mother's figure disappeared as I sobbed continuously.
"Hey hey! Wake up!" a deep voice said.
My eyes snapped open, as I looked into a pair of familiar sapphire colored eyes. My eyes were wet. Embarrassed, I quickly wiped away the tears on my face, and asked,
"Where am I? Who are you?"
the blue-haired (and really hot ^^;;;) man turned to me as I sat up on the comfortable feather bed.
"You are at the Longli shrine. We are renowned for our magical and martial arts power and training. And as for your other question, I am known as the Blue Dragon. My real name is Tamahome Kishuku.
AN: yep yep that's all! Tell me what all of u guys think! Hate it? Love it? Any suggestions? Comments? Should I continue? Or not?