Disclaimer: I own none of the Fushigi Yuugi characters but I do own
plushies of them all! * waves the plushies * See them dance! …err
anyways…Onward!
"Would all student council members please report to room nine-o'-three." The speaker on the side of the campus Administration building crackled. "Would all student council members please report to room nine-o'-three."
"Where'd you go last night Kira-kun? Tell me!" Nu-ko was standing in front of Kira with her hands on her hips.
"I already told you Nu-ko…" Kira sighed, and slung her bag over her shoulder.
"Don't you even think for a minute that I'll fall for THAT preposterous 'I was sucked into the book,' story you told me Kira!" Nu-ko frowned and shook her index finger at Kira.
Kira sighed, and started walking away down the cement path to her next class. Nu-ko moved to the side but followed after rather swiftly, only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder.
"Still bothering Kira-sempai I see! Really Nu-ko why bother Kira when you could be so much more appreciated near me?" Jaki laughed and tried to look suave.
Nu-ko stuck out her tongue at Jaki, and knocked his hand off her shoulder. She skipped ahead to Kira and grabbed her arm. "I would never forsake Kira- kun! She's my sweetheart!" Nu-ko sang, and Kira sighed.
"Nu-ko please stop-" Kira was cut off by the first bell to classes. "Well, I have to go now!" Kira took back possession of her arm, and skipped (I suppose you can call sprinting to get away from friends skipping) off to class.
Nu-ko frowned, and lightly smacked Jaki in the stomach before chasing after Kira. Jaki laughed, and followed the two through the trees in the main courtyard of the academy. The halls filled and receded in the old English style buildings and the last bells rang to class.
"Kira-san!"
Kira looked up from her book, and spotted the Drama Club's writer Yuki Nonaka. She was a shorter girl with pale skin (probably from sitting in a dark room writing scripts all day) and dark brown hair.
"Yuki! How goes the life of a play-write today?" Kira smiled, and set her book down.
Yuki stopped in front of Kira and caught her breath before moving to the point at hand. "Kira-san! I absolutely must know! Are the rumors true!" Yuki was just short of jumping up and down excitedly; she resembled a squirrel that had just found an oversized acorn.
"Rumors?" Kira blinked, and stared at Yuki. "What rumors?"
"The ones about last night! After the play!" Yuki looked exasperated, and made a nodding motion to try to insinuate what she meant.
"Uh… If I knew what the rumors were I'd tell you if they were true or not…" Despite the best motioning efforts of Yuki, Kira was totally lost on her end of the conversation.
Yuki stopped, and moved in to whisper the rumor to Kira. Kira blinked and listened, her eyes widened, and she turned red (some color from what she had heard, some from sheer rage).
"WHAT!? Who told you that!?" Kira stood up and shouted at Yuki.
"Well I heard it from Mika, and she heard it from Michelle, and she heard it from her cousin Mike whose best friend's roommate said he saw it!" Yuki looked up and explained to Kira.
"I did no such thing with Jaki! I simply passed out! When I find that guy…oooh I'll kill him!" Kira yelled to no one in particular but the simple act of it made her (slightly) less angry. "Where can I find the weasel!?"
"Well right now he's working on set with the Theatre Class in their production of Medieval Stars. They are practicing scene three, act…two right now, the emperor's proclamation." Yuki thought about it and looked off in the direction of the Performing Arts buildings. "He should be dressed like a monk." Yuki remembered that he was to stand off to the side and remind the actors of their lines (*not that this matters but-* This was a new production after all).
"I'll kill him!" Kira yelled as she scooped up her books and stalked off to the buildings.
'I'm a genius!' Kira thought silently to herself as she fastened on her Samshir.
She had gone back to the stage that her play was running on and changed into costume. She was back in full Arabic assassin's wear and she was ready to scare the hell out of the fool who started the aforementioned rumor.
'I'll show him not to mess with Kira Bidasse!' Kira put on her facemask, had anyone not known she was an actor they probably would have fled.
'Alright lets go!' Kira walked out of the room, but as she passed through the door she tripped over something and disappeared. On the ground in the alcove where she had been there sat the book from last night. Mystérieux Théâtre : Fils de Révolution.
'What the…?' Kira opened her eyes.
Kira was sitting on a rooftop, it was around midnight and there was a great commotion coming from below. She sat up and looked down to the ground beneath her. Hanging lanterns were strung over the streets and hundreds of people celebrated something.
'Where…of course! That rumor-starting fellow! I came over to this set to get him back! …Wow they must have had like triple our budget… I'll take this up with Miss Lull (the shrill voiced yelling woman who happens to be the chairmen of the arts department don-cha-know.).' Kira sat on the roof and looked around.
'There it is! That must be the main stage for the emperor's lines!' Kira looked almost directly down and there was a platform with a podium. It was perhaps twenty feet, give or take, from the base of the building. Scaring the life out of them would be a simple matter from here on out.
Kira sat and waited on the rooftop for around an hour. She was about to give up and leave when trumpets sounded and the crowd grew silent. The doors at the back of the platform opened, and a series of guards followed by a monk, a bandit, and a man (who looked amazingly like a woman) who appeared to be the Emperor.
'There he is! I'll get that rat!' Kira glared down and waited until the peak of their lines to strike.
"My dear people! Under the watchful eyes of Suzaku-"
'That's not the line… and what poor acting! Please give me a spoon to gag on!' Kira thought to herself as she listened.
"We have reached a new level of prosperity unequaled in any land! Perhaps our wealth and happiness is rivaled only by the land of Byakko, however since none have come into or out of that place in near three hundred years we can not know."
'This is it, just another second and the timing will be absolutely perfect!' Kira smirked, and prepared to strike.
The monk on the stage seemed to tense; he looked around and sensed some unnamed shadow that was ready to pounce on them all.
'NOW!' As Kira thought it took less than a heartbeat for the monk to recognize the danger.
Kira broke into a run, and threw her cape off. The cape flew into the air and seemed to blot out the light of the moon behind her. She lunged from side to side running like a cat over the roof. She leapt and slid down one of the ropes holding the hanging lanterns, the lanterns fell and shattered on the ground as she passed over them on the rope.
"You will pay for your slander!" Kira yelled, and sprung off the rope directly into the light of the full moon.
"Hotohori! Danger!" The monk yelled and threw his staff at Kira while she leapt through the air.
Out of sheer reflex Kira drew her Samshir, and struck the ringed staff in mid air. She swept clean across Hotohori's front slashing some of his hair, there was a brittle noise that sounded like a 'SNACKT' and the ringed staff was sliced in two with such a clean cut that it hit the platform and stuck deep into the wood.
'What was that?' Kira landed with a soft thump, she held out her sword and blinked at the ringed staff. 'They attacked me! Hey, wait a minute! I thought the name of the Emperor in this play was Kuhishi!'
Kira didn't have enough time to finish that thought though a stream of fire swiftly interrupted her. She sprung up, and flipped in the air, silently thanking god for all the fencing lessons and gymnastics she had taken. She landed with her sword out in the 'engaurd' position.
The occupants of the stage were frozen in place. They all stared at her like they had seen a ghost. Kira blinked, and everything went white. The people of the crowd and the Suzaku warriors (or at least those present) were astounded as she flashed white, and an invisibility seemed to sweep over her taking her color first followed by the outline of light.
Author's Notes: Has it gotten better yet? Perhaps less odd…? And yes I did have her attack Hotohori…x.X Now we have two settings…The school and randomly placed 'in-the-book-moments.' I will get more done- * repeats over and over to herself *
Please Read and Review- ….In that order ^^;;
"Would all student council members please report to room nine-o'-three." The speaker on the side of the campus Administration building crackled. "Would all student council members please report to room nine-o'-three."
"Where'd you go last night Kira-kun? Tell me!" Nu-ko was standing in front of Kira with her hands on her hips.
"I already told you Nu-ko…" Kira sighed, and slung her bag over her shoulder.
"Don't you even think for a minute that I'll fall for THAT preposterous 'I was sucked into the book,' story you told me Kira!" Nu-ko frowned and shook her index finger at Kira.
Kira sighed, and started walking away down the cement path to her next class. Nu-ko moved to the side but followed after rather swiftly, only to be stopped by a hand on her shoulder.
"Still bothering Kira-sempai I see! Really Nu-ko why bother Kira when you could be so much more appreciated near me?" Jaki laughed and tried to look suave.
Nu-ko stuck out her tongue at Jaki, and knocked his hand off her shoulder. She skipped ahead to Kira and grabbed her arm. "I would never forsake Kira- kun! She's my sweetheart!" Nu-ko sang, and Kira sighed.
"Nu-ko please stop-" Kira was cut off by the first bell to classes. "Well, I have to go now!" Kira took back possession of her arm, and skipped (I suppose you can call sprinting to get away from friends skipping) off to class.
Nu-ko frowned, and lightly smacked Jaki in the stomach before chasing after Kira. Jaki laughed, and followed the two through the trees in the main courtyard of the academy. The halls filled and receded in the old English style buildings and the last bells rang to class.
"Kira-san!"
Kira looked up from her book, and spotted the Drama Club's writer Yuki Nonaka. She was a shorter girl with pale skin (probably from sitting in a dark room writing scripts all day) and dark brown hair.
"Yuki! How goes the life of a play-write today?" Kira smiled, and set her book down.
Yuki stopped in front of Kira and caught her breath before moving to the point at hand. "Kira-san! I absolutely must know! Are the rumors true!" Yuki was just short of jumping up and down excitedly; she resembled a squirrel that had just found an oversized acorn.
"Rumors?" Kira blinked, and stared at Yuki. "What rumors?"
"The ones about last night! After the play!" Yuki looked exasperated, and made a nodding motion to try to insinuate what she meant.
"Uh… If I knew what the rumors were I'd tell you if they were true or not…" Despite the best motioning efforts of Yuki, Kira was totally lost on her end of the conversation.
Yuki stopped, and moved in to whisper the rumor to Kira. Kira blinked and listened, her eyes widened, and she turned red (some color from what she had heard, some from sheer rage).
"WHAT!? Who told you that!?" Kira stood up and shouted at Yuki.
"Well I heard it from Mika, and she heard it from Michelle, and she heard it from her cousin Mike whose best friend's roommate said he saw it!" Yuki looked up and explained to Kira.
"I did no such thing with Jaki! I simply passed out! When I find that guy…oooh I'll kill him!" Kira yelled to no one in particular but the simple act of it made her (slightly) less angry. "Where can I find the weasel!?"
"Well right now he's working on set with the Theatre Class in their production of Medieval Stars. They are practicing scene three, act…two right now, the emperor's proclamation." Yuki thought about it and looked off in the direction of the Performing Arts buildings. "He should be dressed like a monk." Yuki remembered that he was to stand off to the side and remind the actors of their lines (*not that this matters but-* This was a new production after all).
"I'll kill him!" Kira yelled as she scooped up her books and stalked off to the buildings.
'I'm a genius!' Kira thought silently to herself as she fastened on her Samshir.
She had gone back to the stage that her play was running on and changed into costume. She was back in full Arabic assassin's wear and she was ready to scare the hell out of the fool who started the aforementioned rumor.
'I'll show him not to mess with Kira Bidasse!' Kira put on her facemask, had anyone not known she was an actor they probably would have fled.
'Alright lets go!' Kira walked out of the room, but as she passed through the door she tripped over something and disappeared. On the ground in the alcove where she had been there sat the book from last night. Mystérieux Théâtre : Fils de Révolution.
'What the…?' Kira opened her eyes.
Kira was sitting on a rooftop, it was around midnight and there was a great commotion coming from below. She sat up and looked down to the ground beneath her. Hanging lanterns were strung over the streets and hundreds of people celebrated something.
'Where…of course! That rumor-starting fellow! I came over to this set to get him back! …Wow they must have had like triple our budget… I'll take this up with Miss Lull (the shrill voiced yelling woman who happens to be the chairmen of the arts department don-cha-know.).' Kira sat on the roof and looked around.
'There it is! That must be the main stage for the emperor's lines!' Kira looked almost directly down and there was a platform with a podium. It was perhaps twenty feet, give or take, from the base of the building. Scaring the life out of them would be a simple matter from here on out.
Kira sat and waited on the rooftop for around an hour. She was about to give up and leave when trumpets sounded and the crowd grew silent. The doors at the back of the platform opened, and a series of guards followed by a monk, a bandit, and a man (who looked amazingly like a woman) who appeared to be the Emperor.
'There he is! I'll get that rat!' Kira glared down and waited until the peak of their lines to strike.
"My dear people! Under the watchful eyes of Suzaku-"
'That's not the line… and what poor acting! Please give me a spoon to gag on!' Kira thought to herself as she listened.
"We have reached a new level of prosperity unequaled in any land! Perhaps our wealth and happiness is rivaled only by the land of Byakko, however since none have come into or out of that place in near three hundred years we can not know."
'This is it, just another second and the timing will be absolutely perfect!' Kira smirked, and prepared to strike.
The monk on the stage seemed to tense; he looked around and sensed some unnamed shadow that was ready to pounce on them all.
'NOW!' As Kira thought it took less than a heartbeat for the monk to recognize the danger.
Kira broke into a run, and threw her cape off. The cape flew into the air and seemed to blot out the light of the moon behind her. She lunged from side to side running like a cat over the roof. She leapt and slid down one of the ropes holding the hanging lanterns, the lanterns fell and shattered on the ground as she passed over them on the rope.
"You will pay for your slander!" Kira yelled, and sprung off the rope directly into the light of the full moon.
"Hotohori! Danger!" The monk yelled and threw his staff at Kira while she leapt through the air.
Out of sheer reflex Kira drew her Samshir, and struck the ringed staff in mid air. She swept clean across Hotohori's front slashing some of his hair, there was a brittle noise that sounded like a 'SNACKT' and the ringed staff was sliced in two with such a clean cut that it hit the platform and stuck deep into the wood.
'What was that?' Kira landed with a soft thump, she held out her sword and blinked at the ringed staff. 'They attacked me! Hey, wait a minute! I thought the name of the Emperor in this play was Kuhishi!'
Kira didn't have enough time to finish that thought though a stream of fire swiftly interrupted her. She sprung up, and flipped in the air, silently thanking god for all the fencing lessons and gymnastics she had taken. She landed with her sword out in the 'engaurd' position.
The occupants of the stage were frozen in place. They all stared at her like they had seen a ghost. Kira blinked, and everything went white. The people of the crowd and the Suzaku warriors (or at least those present) were astounded as she flashed white, and an invisibility seemed to sweep over her taking her color first followed by the outline of light.
Author's Notes: Has it gotten better yet? Perhaps less odd…? And yes I did have her attack Hotohori…x.X Now we have two settings…The school and randomly placed 'in-the-book-moments.' I will get more done- * repeats over and over to herself *
Please Read and Review- ….In that order ^^;;