Sorry, I didnÕt get another chapter out yesterday, you see I had to baby-sit, and I hadnÕt finished the draft for this chapter yet. Thank you UNgoddess for pointing out my spelling mistake! IÕm so bad! /GA breaks down into sobs, as visions of her future as a bad speller enter her mind/ Wow, youÕre also feeling Makoto deprived, Sailor Emerald?! Well, lucky for you, this next chapter is dedicated to Makoto, and her meeting some of the Suzaku seishi! DonÕt worry, sheÕll meet the Seiryuu seishi later! ^_^
IÕm sorry if the fight scene is hard to understand. IÕve never tried to write one before. And when Chiriko refers to himself, Mitsukake and Tasuki as brothers, he means as Star brothers.
I still havenÕt decided on who MakotoÕs going with yet. There are so many good reasons to put her with the seishi, you guys recommended! I really need to decide soon, donÕt I?
Disclaimer: I donÕt own Fushigi Yugi or Sailor Moon.
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Chapter 5: Strange Kid
Makoto looked out over the city, as she stood on the rooftop of the school, while her friends ate lunch. The wind blew through her hair, and she let out a small smile. The faint roar of a plane reached her ears, and she looked up to see the plane high up in the clouds. A chill of fear surrounded her.
She had always hated airplanes, ever since she had lost her parents in a plane crash. She let out a sarcastic smile. It was funny, wasnÕt it? Even though she hated planes, she loved the idea of flying. When she was young, she had often dreamed of flying with the birds. Even now, she felt like letting the wind carry her up into the sky.
Makoto snapped back to reality, and quickly moved away from the edge. Walking over to her friends, she sat down, and retrieved what was left of her lunch, after Serena had finished with it. As she began putting it away, she suddenly felt something in the air. Looking up into the sky, her eyes narrowed.
ÒA storm is coming . . .Ó she whispered to herself.
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ÒHaruka? Are you alright?Ó
The blond senshi turned to look into the worried eyes of her lover. She smiled reassurely.
ÒDonÕt worry about me, IÕm fine. IÕm just worried about Mako.Ó
ÒWhy? She seemed fine to me.Ó
ÒItÕs just for a moment, there, I thought she would fly away . . .Ó
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*Thanks for waiting, guys . . .* Makoto thought as she tossed her school books into her bag. Her teacher had stopped her after class, to talk to her about her parents. For some reason, her homeroom teacher felt that since the anniversary of their death was tomorrow, she should try to comfort Makoto. Makoto slammed her locker door shut.
*I wish theyÕd learn to mind their own business. I didnÕt need their help then, and I donÕt need their help now!*
Makoto walked through the doors of the school, and looked around to see if maybe her friends were waiting outside for her. No such luck. Sighing, she started the long walk home.
She was about half way home, when she saw a cat run howling out of an alleyway. It ran straight to her, and ran around her several times before running back towards the alley.
*Does he want me to follow him?*
A sudden vision of a knife entered her mind. Without a second thought, she ran into the alley.
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Chiriko stared in fright at the three older boys in front of him. One of them was holding a knife at his throat, and the others were cruelly grinning. He hoped Tama would be able to find the others soon.
ÒWell, whatÕs wrong kid, never seen a knife before?Ó the leader asked as he calmly held the knife up agasint ChirikoÕs neck. Chiriko closed his eyes, and began praying to Suzaku for help.
ÒHey! Leave that kid alone!Ó
Chiriko opened his eyes to see a tall girl standing in front of them wearing a blue and white school uniform. The leader turned on her, and his eyes lighted up. Pulling, the knife away from the young boy, he began advancing on the girl. The other two boys let go of Chiriko and followed, slowly circling around the girl. The girl watched silently, as the leader strode up to her with the knife. He smirked at her, and she snarled.
Suddenly she made eye contact with Chiriko, and yelled at the top of her lungs.
ÒRUN KID!!!!!!!!!Ó
One of the boys lunged at her, and she dodged out of the way. The other boy tried to punch her, but she ducked, and then kicked him hard in the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground. The first boy then tried to punch her several times, but she managed to block them. She then threw a left hook and caught him in the jaw, dislocating it. Makoto punched him hard in the head, causing him to fall to the ground.
Makoto smirked, congraduating herself on her good deed of the day. Too late she remembered the leader of the gang.
A searing pain entered MakotoÕs arm, and she clamped her hand on her arm to stop it. Looking up, she saw the leader holding the knife, which was now completely covered with blood. Her blood.
*At least the kid wasnÕt here to see. . .*
The boy smirked as he watched the girl collapse from blood loss. She should have known better than to try to take on him and his gang. He dropped the knife on the ground and approached her, evil thoughts filling his mind.
Before he could touch her however a shadow appeared in front of the girl. It opened its mouth to reveal razor sharp fangs. It grabbed the boyÕs head and pulled him towards it. Its red eyes stared hungrily at him.
ÒYouÕve been a naughty little boy, havenÕt you? No one may touch this girl. She is mine and no one elseÕs. You have to be punished. . .Ó
The boy opened his mouth to scream, and the shadow plunged itÕs fangs into the boyÕs neck, drawing out his life energy. The boy made a chocked sound, as his life line was cut. Licking its lips, the shadow disappeared taking the body with it.
Makoto finally cleared her head long enough to look up, and notice that the boy was gone.
*Man, this hurts. . . Where did that boy go too? Did he go to get more of his gang? I have to get out of here before, he gets back!*
Makoto looked around in fear as she heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Struggling, she began running out of the alley. As she ran, she became more and more dizzy. Images began flashing through her head, but none of them made any sense. One moment, she saw a dragon, then a man holding a small child in his arms. Finally, her strength failed her, and she fell to the ground.
As she struggled between consciousness, she could faintly see a red light surrounding her body. Makoto felt warm inside as the light began healing her.
Makoto slowly opened her eyes, and found herself looking into a pair of wolf like eyes. The man, those eyes belonged to, was gently holding her. Blushing, she scrambled to get up. As the girl looked down at her wounded arm, she gasped when she saw that besides the cut and blood stained material, there was no evidence that she had even been hurt.
ÒT- thanks. . .Ó
ÒYouÕre welcome!Ó
Makoto looked down to see the boy, she had saved. She smiled, filled with relief.
ÒThose punks didnÕt hurt you did they?Ó
ÒNo, you came along just in time, maiden.Ó
Makoto blinked. *Maiden? What kind of a kid calls girls, maidens?*
ÒAllow me to introduce myself, maiden. I am Chiriko, and these are my brothers Tasuki and Mitsukake.Ó
ÒIÕm Makoto.Ó
Makoto stared at the men in confusion. The older man had to be in his late twenties, while the man with wolf eyes had to be about her age. Meanwhile, this kid was about 8 years old. As well, they didnÕt look a thing alike. Deciding that it was none of her business if they looked alike or not, Makoto once again addressed Chiriko.
ÒWhat were you doing in the alley by yourself anyway?Ó
ÒI wanted to analyze some of the art. IÕd never seen anything like it before.Ó
*Art? Does he mean graffiti? What is with this kid?*
Well, a 8 year old shouldnÕt do things like that on his own.Ó Makoto said, her motherly instinct kicking in.
ÒIÕm 13.Ó
MakotoÕs eyes bugged out. *Thirteen! He looks like a bloody 8 year old! First, those weird nightmares, and now this weird kid! IÕm beginning to think somebody up there enjoys tormenting me. All I need is for it to rain, and then IÕll be sure.*
An electric shock went through her, and immediately, it began raining. Makoto stared in disbelief.
*I hate it when IÕm right.*
ÒWell, it was nice to meet you, maybe IÕll see you around sometime!Ó Makoto yelled, as she began running towards her apartment building.
The three Suzaku seishi watched her go. Tasuki began looking a bit green. Mitsukake watched him concerned.
ÒAre you alright?Ó
Tasuki nodded his head. ÒLetÕs start heading back. All this water is making me sick.Ó
Tasuki picked Chiriko up and swung him onto his back. Mitsukake shook his head, in desperation. As they began walking back to their new home, Tasuki couldnÕt help thinking that there was something strange about that girl. When he had held onto her, while Mitsukake was healing her, she had kept giving off electric shocks. . .
IÕm sorry if the fight scene is hard to understand. IÕve never tried to write one before. And when Chiriko refers to himself, Mitsukake and Tasuki as brothers, he means as Star brothers.
I still havenÕt decided on who MakotoÕs going with yet. There are so many good reasons to put her with the seishi, you guys recommended! I really need to decide soon, donÕt I?
Disclaimer: I donÕt own Fushigi Yugi or Sailor Moon.
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Chapter 5: Strange Kid
Makoto looked out over the city, as she stood on the rooftop of the school, while her friends ate lunch. The wind blew through her hair, and she let out a small smile. The faint roar of a plane reached her ears, and she looked up to see the plane high up in the clouds. A chill of fear surrounded her.
She had always hated airplanes, ever since she had lost her parents in a plane crash. She let out a sarcastic smile. It was funny, wasnÕt it? Even though she hated planes, she loved the idea of flying. When she was young, she had often dreamed of flying with the birds. Even now, she felt like letting the wind carry her up into the sky.
Makoto snapped back to reality, and quickly moved away from the edge. Walking over to her friends, she sat down, and retrieved what was left of her lunch, after Serena had finished with it. As she began putting it away, she suddenly felt something in the air. Looking up into the sky, her eyes narrowed.
ÒA storm is coming . . .Ó she whispered to herself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
ÒHaruka? Are you alright?Ó
The blond senshi turned to look into the worried eyes of her lover. She smiled reassurely.
ÒDonÕt worry about me, IÕm fine. IÕm just worried about Mako.Ó
ÒWhy? She seemed fine to me.Ó
ÒItÕs just for a moment, there, I thought she would fly away . . .Ó
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*Thanks for waiting, guys . . .* Makoto thought as she tossed her school books into her bag. Her teacher had stopped her after class, to talk to her about her parents. For some reason, her homeroom teacher felt that since the anniversary of their death was tomorrow, she should try to comfort Makoto. Makoto slammed her locker door shut.
*I wish theyÕd learn to mind their own business. I didnÕt need their help then, and I donÕt need their help now!*
Makoto walked through the doors of the school, and looked around to see if maybe her friends were waiting outside for her. No such luck. Sighing, she started the long walk home.
She was about half way home, when she saw a cat run howling out of an alleyway. It ran straight to her, and ran around her several times before running back towards the alley.
*Does he want me to follow him?*
A sudden vision of a knife entered her mind. Without a second thought, she ran into the alley.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chiriko stared in fright at the three older boys in front of him. One of them was holding a knife at his throat, and the others were cruelly grinning. He hoped Tama would be able to find the others soon.
ÒWell, whatÕs wrong kid, never seen a knife before?Ó the leader asked as he calmly held the knife up agasint ChirikoÕs neck. Chiriko closed his eyes, and began praying to Suzaku for help.
ÒHey! Leave that kid alone!Ó
Chiriko opened his eyes to see a tall girl standing in front of them wearing a blue and white school uniform. The leader turned on her, and his eyes lighted up. Pulling, the knife away from the young boy, he began advancing on the girl. The other two boys let go of Chiriko and followed, slowly circling around the girl. The girl watched silently, as the leader strode up to her with the knife. He smirked at her, and she snarled.
Suddenly she made eye contact with Chiriko, and yelled at the top of her lungs.
ÒRUN KID!!!!!!!!!Ó
One of the boys lunged at her, and she dodged out of the way. The other boy tried to punch her, but she ducked, and then kicked him hard in the stomach, causing him to fall to the ground. The first boy then tried to punch her several times, but she managed to block them. She then threw a left hook and caught him in the jaw, dislocating it. Makoto punched him hard in the head, causing him to fall to the ground.
Makoto smirked, congraduating herself on her good deed of the day. Too late she remembered the leader of the gang.
A searing pain entered MakotoÕs arm, and she clamped her hand on her arm to stop it. Looking up, she saw the leader holding the knife, which was now completely covered with blood. Her blood.
*At least the kid wasnÕt here to see. . .*
The boy smirked as he watched the girl collapse from blood loss. She should have known better than to try to take on him and his gang. He dropped the knife on the ground and approached her, evil thoughts filling his mind.
Before he could touch her however a shadow appeared in front of the girl. It opened its mouth to reveal razor sharp fangs. It grabbed the boyÕs head and pulled him towards it. Its red eyes stared hungrily at him.
ÒYouÕve been a naughty little boy, havenÕt you? No one may touch this girl. She is mine and no one elseÕs. You have to be punished. . .Ó
The boy opened his mouth to scream, and the shadow plunged itÕs fangs into the boyÕs neck, drawing out his life energy. The boy made a chocked sound, as his life line was cut. Licking its lips, the shadow disappeared taking the body with it.
Makoto finally cleared her head long enough to look up, and notice that the boy was gone.
*Man, this hurts. . . Where did that boy go too? Did he go to get more of his gang? I have to get out of here before, he gets back!*
Makoto looked around in fear as she heard the sound of approaching footsteps. Struggling, she began running out of the alley. As she ran, she became more and more dizzy. Images began flashing through her head, but none of them made any sense. One moment, she saw a dragon, then a man holding a small child in his arms. Finally, her strength failed her, and she fell to the ground.
As she struggled between consciousness, she could faintly see a red light surrounding her body. Makoto felt warm inside as the light began healing her.
Makoto slowly opened her eyes, and found herself looking into a pair of wolf like eyes. The man, those eyes belonged to, was gently holding her. Blushing, she scrambled to get up. As the girl looked down at her wounded arm, she gasped when she saw that besides the cut and blood stained material, there was no evidence that she had even been hurt.
ÒT- thanks. . .Ó
ÒYouÕre welcome!Ó
Makoto looked down to see the boy, she had saved. She smiled, filled with relief.
ÒThose punks didnÕt hurt you did they?Ó
ÒNo, you came along just in time, maiden.Ó
Makoto blinked. *Maiden? What kind of a kid calls girls, maidens?*
ÒAllow me to introduce myself, maiden. I am Chiriko, and these are my brothers Tasuki and Mitsukake.Ó
ÒIÕm Makoto.Ó
Makoto stared at the men in confusion. The older man had to be in his late twenties, while the man with wolf eyes had to be about her age. Meanwhile, this kid was about 8 years old. As well, they didnÕt look a thing alike. Deciding that it was none of her business if they looked alike or not, Makoto once again addressed Chiriko.
ÒWhat were you doing in the alley by yourself anyway?Ó
ÒI wanted to analyze some of the art. IÕd never seen anything like it before.Ó
*Art? Does he mean graffiti? What is with this kid?*
Well, a 8 year old shouldnÕt do things like that on his own.Ó Makoto said, her motherly instinct kicking in.
ÒIÕm 13.Ó
MakotoÕs eyes bugged out. *Thirteen! He looks like a bloody 8 year old! First, those weird nightmares, and now this weird kid! IÕm beginning to think somebody up there enjoys tormenting me. All I need is for it to rain, and then IÕll be sure.*
An electric shock went through her, and immediately, it began raining. Makoto stared in disbelief.
*I hate it when IÕm right.*
ÒWell, it was nice to meet you, maybe IÕll see you around sometime!Ó Makoto yelled, as she began running towards her apartment building.
The three Suzaku seishi watched her go. Tasuki began looking a bit green. Mitsukake watched him concerned.
ÒAre you alright?Ó
Tasuki nodded his head. ÒLetÕs start heading back. All this water is making me sick.Ó
Tasuki picked Chiriko up and swung him onto his back. Mitsukake shook his head, in desperation. As they began walking back to their new home, Tasuki couldnÕt help thinking that there was something strange about that girl. When he had held onto her, while Mitsukake was healing her, she had kept giving off electric shocks. . .