And for once in her life, Draconsis hath run out of things to say for author notes. Since that hath happened, Draconsis shall quote Oscar Wilde.
"Strange coincidences have been known to happen in high society."
~Lady Bracknell, The Importance of Being Earnest
You hath been warned.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YAAAAAA!
I mess up a lot of Fushigi Yuugi facts.
And I got an Otaku Pitcher review! And an Arcanine review!
*Hugs self*
I am loved……
~Draconsis
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(……) Authors Notes/ Comments
[……] Thoughts
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[Fushigi Yuugi Belongs to Watase Yuu]
[Amigos para Sempre was composed by Andrew Lloyd Webber]
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Draconsis Presents:
A Draconsis Fanfiction
The Great Wars of The World
~ Flowers of the Sands Arc / Sabure no Hana Enko ~
[Chapter 03 – Amigos Para Sempre]
We share memories
I won't forget
And we'll share more,
My friend,
We haven't started yet
Something happens
When we're together
When
I look at you
I wonder why
There has to come
A time when we must say goodbye
I'm alive when we are together
Amigos para sempre
Means you'll always be my friend
Amics per sempre
Means a love that cannot end
Friends for life
Not just a summer or a spring
Amigos para sempre
~Amigos para sempre
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Byakko seikun is the God of the western land of Sairo. His manifestation is a white tiger, his element that of air. Just as Suzaku represents love, and Seiryu represents War, Byakko represents happiness, a ruling emotion in the human race. Byakko, the white tiger, is also the God of Autumn, and the god of life.
Byakko seikun has been well served by his miko, Ohsugi Suzuno, and her shichi seishi. But now, Byakko no Miko is dead, and along with her, all the remaining Byakko seishi. Now Byakko must guide a new group of Seishi and a Miko down the path of their destiny…
The previous seishi's souls have passed on to the nether world along with their miko's soul, so interlinked they are. But has Byakko made the right choice in his new seishi?
Only Time will tell…
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Kokuro shakily let her hand fall to her side. She felt light-headed, but she closed her eyes and forced her discomfort out of her mind, and concentrated on the defeated assassin on the ground.
Kokuro opened her eyes, only to see the assassin stagger to his feet, armed with a deadly looking knife.
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Tora-heika sat stunned at the scene in front of her.
[The girl has no chance. She does not look like she has formal martial arts training; she wouldn't survive a moment against a trained assassin. But she is a Byakko shichi seishi after all… Byakko, help her. Onegai.]
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The assassin leaned back and hurled the razor-sharp knife at her. It whistled through the air, sure to hit it target with deadly accuracy.
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(A/N: Don't you like blank space creating suspense? P.S: I copyright this idea!)
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The Knife split into a million metal shards, engulfed by the white blaze that surrounded it.
Kokuro drew in her breath sharply, able to wonder about her newfound powers only for a moment, before her world turned hazy and she sank to the floor in a faint.
Meanwhile, the assassin took advantage of the moment and fled.
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Tora-heika glared sternly at her physician.
"Mao, are you very sure there is nothing wrong with her?"
Mao bowed deeply before answering, "Very sure, heika-sama. The girl only seems to suffer from exhaustion from overuse of ki. She should be perfectly fine after some rest."
"Very well." The Empress gave a slight nod in Mao's direction. "You are dismissed."
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Kokuro awoke with a start in an unfamiliar place. The bed sheets were of the finest satin, and the room had been furnished beautifully, down to every last detail.
[Sugoi wa…]
The events of the past few hours came back to her in a rush, only adding to her confusion about what had happened. She gingerly touched her throat, where the white symbol had appeared.
[What on earth happened…the knife was coming at me…then I blasted it? But I've never been able to use my ki before…]
The door opened, but so well oiled it was that it did not even give out a squeak. The woman that entered nearly gave Kokuro the fright of her life. The famous face, with it's oval chin, and upwards tilted eyebrows, was such a familiar face to anyone in Sairo; only a fool would not have recognised it.
"Heika-sama…" Kokuro managed to squeak out, as she attempted to bow to the empress.
"No need for formalities. I hope you are feeling better. You used quite a bit of ki in the market place back there." The empress nodded to the attendant who had brought a chair for her before turning back to Kokuro.
"Now, what is your name and how may we contact your parents?" The empress smiled her benevolent smile once again, putting Kokuro at ease.
"Watashi wa Hokori Kokuro desu. I live at the Sumire Inn and restaurant, just outside city limits." Kokuro answered in as level a voice she could manage.
[Sleepy…]
"A messenger will notify your family, and you may remain in the palace for tonight. It's the least I can do to thank you for saving my life." The empress stood up and moved towards the doors. "Konbawa, Byakko shichi seishi Kokie."
Kokuro snuggle further down in her bed, but the empress's last remark penetrated her conscience.
[Wait…SEISHI?]
Kokuro bolted upright in bed, but the empress was already gone.
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Kokuro walked into the main entrance of the Sumire Inn, feeling extremely self-conscious, as there was a retinue of two guards that had been ordered to accompany her.
"Ka-san! To-san! Tadaima!"
Kokuro mother came barreling out of the kitchen entrance and flung herself onto her daughter. "Kuro-chan! You're okay!"
She noticed the two palace guards, and a smile spread over her face as she instantly returned to hostess mode. "Would you two gentlemen like a drink?"
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| To the relations of Hokori Kokuro:
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| I am pleased to inform you that your daughter has been identified as a Byakko
| Shichi seishi. She will be given a room in the Sairo palace. I understand that it will be
|hard to say goodbye to her for an indefinite period of time, and unsure of if she will
| return. You are welcome to visit her anytime in the palace.
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| Tora Hikaru
| Empress of Sairo
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Most of Kokuro's family were extremely surprised that she was a seishi, in particular her siblings.
But from the corner of her eye, Kokuro espied her parent giving each other knowing glances, before beckoning her to a corner.
"Kokuro-chan…we have something to tell you. You're…not really our daughter." Her father paused, unsure of how to continue.
"We found you on the doorstep of the Sumire Inn, with a note with your name and other personal particulars written on it. You were barely a few months old then."
Kokuro only managed to gawp.
"But Kokuro-chan, you'll always be our daughter."
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After many tearful farewells, and after gathering her possessions, Kokuro stepped out of the Sumire Inn, back into the bright Sairo sunlight.
As she rode back in the cart, her thoughts turned to her family.
[Will I ever see them again?]
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Kokuro arranged her clothes in the set of drawers in her room. The room assigned to her was the same room she had used yesterday, but now with a few personal touches, it looked even better.
The sun had just barely dipped down into the horizon when an attendant knocked on her door. "Kokie-sama?"
[That's right. I'm Kokie now.]
"HAI!"
"Heika-sama would like to see you in the Byakko shrine."
Kokie adjusted her clothes before stepping outside and being ushered to the Byakko shrine.
[Wonder what Heika-sama wants me for…]
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The empress was already in the shrine when Kokie arrived. She greeted Kokie with a warm smile.
"Kokie, as one of your duties as a Byakko Star Warrior is to protect the Miko. However, we have no way of knowing who the Miko is unless she enters from the other world. But we do have a device which will show who the Byakko Miko is." She pointed to a giant mirror in one part of the Byakko shrine.
"If enough of Byakko seishi's ki is concentrated there, the image of the miko shall appear in the mirror's surface." She turned back to Kokie once more. "However, I know that this may be too soon since yesterday. You may attempt this at another time if you feel the need to do so."
Kokie shook her head. "Iie, I believe I can do it now. However," Kokie sweatdroped, "I don't know how to control my ki."
Tora Hikaru sweatdropped as well. [Byakko…] She shook her head, once again smiling that enigmatic smile. "I'll get someone to show you how."
She turned to her ever-present attendant. "Fetch me the nearest Vanguard please."
Kokie had a slightly puzzled look on her face. "Vanguard?"
Tora-sama nodded. "The special palace guards. They are the best of the best, and well suited to work in the palace."
She gave another queer smile. "Being girls also makes enemies underestimate them too much."
Kokie barely had time to blink before she was interrupted by another girl, roughly her own age, entering the shrine.
"Vanguard Ryuni Seigi sanjo!" The vanguard placed her right hand over her heart, before once again putting her rolled up fist against the open flat of her left hand and curtsying.
Kokie felt a sense of déjà vu as she looked the other girl. The rounded face, framed by brownish black hair tinted with orangeish highlights and the strand of hair falling over her face seemed very familiar. Dressed in a summer kimono, and holding a sakura-patterned sensu, which she had removed from her sleeve, she resembled a harem girl more than a warrior. But there was still that sense of déjà vu…
The memories hit Kokie with a gut-wrenching force, blinding her to the world around her. Playing with this girl, and six other friends, somehow attending the same schools year after year. Despite differences in character, always getting along fabulously. Using the internet, and hanging out the shopping center near their school. Laughing, talking, sharing their lives with each other. The elation as all of them we admitted into the prestigious Jonan high. Together. Together again for the next three years.
She was retuned to reality with a bump. She remembered everything. Her past life, her friends, and most of all, an anime. An anime set in olden china, where the four mikos called upon the four gods and gained omnipotent power.
An anime called Fushigi Yuugi.
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"Daijoubu?" Seigi asked, seeing the seishi looking extremely confused. She had felt a weird sense of Déjà vu as well.
Kokie picked herself off the floor, when she had collapsed onto when the memories had returned. "Ah, betsuni, betsuni!" She dusted herself off, which was unnecessary as the floor was spotless.
"You were going to teach me how to use my ki?"
The Seigi gave a cheerful grin and nodded. "Yep. Just concentrate on the object. Concentrate everything there. That's about it…" She absent-mindedly rubbed the back of her neck. "I can't really explain very well…"
Kokie sighed. [Sei-chan is still like this. You'd think she'd change a bit after being reborn.] Kokie assumed the ki position and concentrated on the mirror. The spiral shaped ki flew out of her fingers.
True enough, the mirror began to glow faintly with a white light. Black lines could be seen through the white light. But the image was still hazy.
Kokie sense a bright burst of ki in her mind. [What?]
Seigi was standing next to her, the bright Chinese word 'Bi' shining brightly on her right palm.
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Notes:
Yes, despite all the pretty boring stuff in this chapter, there was a reason behind it. But…I'm not telling.
Bet none of you saw the plot twist start coming in this early! And don't you like my innovative way of creating suspense? Blank space!
Nyan Nyan: But you suck at writing sap.
DO NOT! Well…only family sap. Friendship sap, yes. Dying sap, yes. Lovey dovey sap, YES! But not family sap. I suck at that.
And nothing funny happened this chapter! Oh well. There's always chapter 3.
Seigi: Kuro-chan got to do free talk last time! MY TURN!
Fine…see minna? I'm being threatened by my own chracters.
Hoshichi: HIHI! My name means star one, and I'm a vanguard. Vanguards kick evil ketsu man! I'm also friends with Kuro-chan in our past life. *conspiratorial whisper* But you're not supposed to know that!
((BOOT))
Characters…never know when to shut up. But anyway…presenting…
Japanese guide:
Tadaima – Means that you have returned
Sanjo – Reporting (arrival)
Sensu – Chinese folding fan
Character Profile: Ryuni Seigi (Byakko Shichi Seishi Amefuri)
Height: 170cm
Weight:
*Draconsis is bopped over the head*
Hair: Brownish Black with Orange-brown highlights. One strand hanging perpetually over face.
Age: 17
Eyes: Dark Brown
Seishi Name: Amefuri
Seishi Symbol: Bi4 (Finished)
Seishi Symbol Place: Right Palm
Weapon:
I've seen people saying that Amefuri's symbol means 'in the rain' but they're WRONG! I have a Chinese dictionary. *Smug look* Plus Amefuri is JAPANESE for 'in the rain'. We're talking about ancient china here! And what's her seishi power? *innocent look* Find out yourself!
Nyan Nyan: 12 pages of crap for this chapter alone…
You're an awfully discouraging beta reader y'know?
Nyan Nyan: And not one sign of a PROPER Fushigi Yuugi character…
Well, c'mon. The story has to have an introduction to a couple of main original characters.
Nyan Nyan: Yep…nothing but Oc's…
But the guys are coming in later! I SWEAR!
Random hint: Miaka and Yui are still alive.
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Signing off,
~Draconsis
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