Disclaimer: Can anyone lend me a few millions? I need it to buy Fushigi Yuugi…

A/n: This little collection of stories is about the Suzaku seishi when they have been reincarnated… with a twist. You see, I decided to write using the FY cast when my teacher gave me another boring essay assignment.

All these have been marked and approved by my Literature teacher *smirks* who likes Tamahome. Seriously. We nearly fainted when we realised she knew what Fushigi Yuugi was…

The first assignment isn't really Fushigi Yuugi… but is interesting enough… read on!

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Essay question:

5. Write an original short story with one of the following titles:

Fame Anonymity

Anonymity

"Playing with the computer again? But it's my turn!" Her little sister wailed. Ryuuen sighed. All she had wanted to do was post up another of her works…

Ryuuen was a very talented writer. In fact, that was what she wanted to do in future: become an author, so that she could write to her heart's content. She found pleasure in spinning tales, chapters, volumes of her imagination out on paper or on the computer, a pleasure which her classmates and teachers simply could not fathom, and chose instead to insult. It was rather true that her results for Mathematics and Science had not been very satisfactory… 'But I want to write!' she thought, quickly closing the window she had been using on the computer desktop. She quietly walked towards her room with her schoolbag. It was finally, in her opinion, unfortunately, time to leave her world of fantasies, and enter into that of homework and academics. 'Nobody cares for creativity anymore,' she thought gloomily. 'It's supposedly not important.' Her mind wandered to what the teacher had told her.

"If your science and mathematics results continue to be so bad, you can forget about getting a good job! No doubt you haven't considered your future. The scientific areas are some of the best places to find jobs! Think about it…" the teacher droned on and on, Ryuuen sitting at her desk with her head in her hands. It was the end of the year, and her form teacher had increased the daily lectures of the importance of certain subjects to thrice a day. Much as she could understand her teacher's anxiety, she was unhappy that he merely dismissed the other subjects.

"And as for you, Ryuuen, I would suggest you stop whatever useless activities you are doing in your study time. You must revise!" Her teacher chided her. Ryuuen just nodded her head absent-mindedly… she had other things to think of, how she was going to save her two main characters from possible sudden death, rather than her academic woes. She recalled the comments that readers of her stories had left on her website: "This is very good! You have to write more!", "Humorous! Waiting for the next chapter…" She sighed happily. Why, oh why, was she being forced to pay attention to her studies? Especially when people appreciated her work… well, not all of them (certainly not her teachers), but at least it was nice to know people liked what she had written. 'If I do get recognised here and now for what I'm good in, pigs will fly!'

Her literature teacher entered the room, and began to pass out their marked work. Ryuuen's shoulders sagged a little; she couldn't understand why she never scored high in this subject… "Oh, and I hope you've all gone to read the writings on the website," her teacher said, referring to an Internet address she had given them. Ryuuen frowned; she had been later for that lesson, so had not copied down the address. The class, for once, started to comment on it. She noted that most of the opinions offered were incredibly positive, leaving her curious over the quality of writing. "A pity that we have no idea who did the writing, though…" one of her classmates interjected.

After school, Ryuuen waited impatiently while another classmate wrote down the address for her. She thanked her and rushed home quickly, aiming to get at the computer before her sister did… She switched on the computer, and unfolded the paper. Then she stopped short. Wasn't that website address her own? She sat there, reading it again and again. No, there was no mistake. Suddenly, a smile came to her face, smiling at the irony of it all. She turned to her computer, muttering as she did so, "At least some people appreciate my writing…"

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A/n: And that is the first instalment of 'Ink Blots & Red Marks'! Review please, minna-san!

Next time: "YOU WROTE FANFICTION FOR YOUR MOCK EXAM???!!!"

Eh, heh…