Disclaimer: I don't own anything that is in Fushigi Yugi, only the
characters and places Zenyu, the Zenyu warriors, Shula, Lynne, Shu-Yan,
Shen-We, and the people I'm going to add later. Which pretty much means:
GET YER OWN D*** PEOPLES! (I love talking like Tasuki. [swoon])
Chapter 5
Shula stared up at the person who had just saved her virginity. "Here, let me give you a hand," the dark figure said. She held out her hand to Shula, who accepted it. The woman, or girl, since she was about 17, pulled Shula up with barely any effort. Shula could she the girl clearly now. She had long silvery blonde hair. Her red-orange eyes, which had been the only things visible during the fight, had been harsh to the men, but were now gentle. "I'm Shula," Shula said to the girl. The girl nodded in reply. Then, she gave Shula a smile. "Always glad to save a fellow woman," she said cheerfully. But suddenly, a pained look entered her face and her hand went to her front right side. Her hand came away and Shula could see the red fluid staining her fingers. "Damn a$$holes. Why are all men such stubborn jacka$$es?" she said, gesturing to a man who lay on the ground with a bloody knife in his hand. "Here, let me help you," Shula said, trying not to panic. She ripped a piece of cloth from her pant leg and gingerly cleaned the spot where this girl had been cut. As she rubbed away the blood, and was surprised at how much the girl stood patiently and quietly, she noticed a black mark on the skin. As she rubbed away more blood, she saw a sign on the skin. She stared in awe at the girl. "You're a warrior for Zenyu!" she cried. The girl looked at her mark. "I guess so," she said nonchalantly., and Shula told her that she was the priestess. Just then, Tikido, Tashiro, Isoshi, and Baiko came around the corner. They ran up to Shula, hounding her with the usual questions. "Are you alright?" "Are you hurt?" "Are you bleeding?" "Does this hurt?" "What happened?" Who are these men?" Shula stopped their questions and told them. "If it weren't for this girl, well, you know," she seemed embarrassed to talk about the rapers. "Look, she's a warrior, too," Shula gestured to the girl's mark. "Welcome aboard!" Baiko was the first to break the awkward silence that followed Shula's statement. Shula looked with relief at Baiko. She was so glad he was her friend. The girl, who was busy glowering at Tikido and Tashiro, looked at Baiko, and nodded. They headed back towards the palace.
The next morning, after the girl had been introduced to everyone and finally revealed her name, Fjina (fee-na), they all assembled in the throne room. Marbu told them that they would be heading out to Daichi-san Mountain, the mountain where the oracle, Taiistukun lived. They would be heading out in a few days, whether they had found the last warrior or not. Shula looked at Marbu. He seemed to be very nervous. After the meeting, when every one had left, Shula walked up to Marbu. "Is anything wrong?" she asked gently. Marbu stared hard at her for a few minutes. Then he said: "Can you keep this a secret?" Shula nodded, of course. "Seiryu is growing stronger. Stronger than we ever thought was possible. Suzaku is losing. He needs help. We must talk to the oracle. She will guide us on how to do the specifically complicated ceremony that is needed for summoning Zenyu. It is more complicated than the original ceremony was, for reasons that only the oracle knows. That is why we must hurry." He looked at Shula. She nodded her head and left the room. The next few days, Shula and the other warriors searched for the last warrior, but they did not find him. The warriors were not much help anyway. Fjina refused to work with what she called, "scumbag men", and Tashiro was always jumping behind her and scaring the wits out of her. Fjina refused to admit that this scared her. She said that the only reason she jumped like that was because it was a surprise. Tashiro got a good laugh every time she did this, and he would use the excuse, "It's not my fault! Blame Tasuki for always playing tricks on Nuriko!" For Fjina was in every way Nuriko, not omitting strength. She would slam Tashiro into a wall. She got as much pleasure out of this as Nuriko did with Tasuki. Isoshi was not allowed to go around the city by himself, so he went with Baiko. But most of the time, they didn't look for the last warrior. Baiko would show Isoshi some of his magic. This intrigued Isoshi, and Baiko was so distracted with happiness that someone admired his work, that they didn't look for the warrior. The only one that provided much help was Tikido. He and Shula often went looking together. They talked for hours about their own lives, though Shula would say very little, and she found that Tikido wasn't very shy when she got to know him. She liked being in his company. He was smart, funny, and cute. Shula noticed all these things, and suddenly felt very shy around him. But she refused to feel this way. She set her mind to focus on summoning Zenyu, and the way to do this was not by getting giggly around a guy. Since the search was not a success, they all headed out to the mountain. The trip would take many days. Shula rode a horse very well, and the warriors marveled at that, seeing as they had heard that Miaka could not. They had assumed that everyone from Miaka's world could not ride a horse. Shula enjoyed talking to Fjina. They had become best friends. 'Once you get over the fierce man-hating exterior, she is a really sensitive person,' Shula thought to herself as she chatted with Fjina. On the third night, after they made camp, Shula walked to the river nearby to gather water. She felt just like a woman from an ancient village, who carried water in a big jug over her head. She smiled to herself. As she stooped down to fill a jug with the water, she heard voices in the woods next to her. They were a man and a woman's. As she listened closely, Shula recognized the voices. "What do you want?" "I just want to talk." "Why?" "Because I think you judged me too fast." "You're a man! All men are the same! They're thick-headed, stubborn, ugly, and-" "So they're all the same, huh? Really, tell me how you know. Do they all kiss the same?" "I-I don't know! I never bothered to kiss one before!" "Then let me show you." There was a few seconds' silence. Shula quickly filled the jug and hurried back to camp. A few minutes later, the two people who owned the voices came back. "Where were you?" Tikido asked his brother. "Just taking a walk in the woods," he answered. He glanced at Fjina. Her face was red and she wouldn't look anybody in the eye. She quickly said goodnight and went into her tent. Shula smiled to herself.
Chapter 5
Shula stared up at the person who had just saved her virginity. "Here, let me give you a hand," the dark figure said. She held out her hand to Shula, who accepted it. The woman, or girl, since she was about 17, pulled Shula up with barely any effort. Shula could she the girl clearly now. She had long silvery blonde hair. Her red-orange eyes, which had been the only things visible during the fight, had been harsh to the men, but were now gentle. "I'm Shula," Shula said to the girl. The girl nodded in reply. Then, she gave Shula a smile. "Always glad to save a fellow woman," she said cheerfully. But suddenly, a pained look entered her face and her hand went to her front right side. Her hand came away and Shula could see the red fluid staining her fingers. "Damn a$$holes. Why are all men such stubborn jacka$$es?" she said, gesturing to a man who lay on the ground with a bloody knife in his hand. "Here, let me help you," Shula said, trying not to panic. She ripped a piece of cloth from her pant leg and gingerly cleaned the spot where this girl had been cut. As she rubbed away the blood, and was surprised at how much the girl stood patiently and quietly, she noticed a black mark on the skin. As she rubbed away more blood, she saw a sign on the skin. She stared in awe at the girl. "You're a warrior for Zenyu!" she cried. The girl looked at her mark. "I guess so," she said nonchalantly., and Shula told her that she was the priestess. Just then, Tikido, Tashiro, Isoshi, and Baiko came around the corner. They ran up to Shula, hounding her with the usual questions. "Are you alright?" "Are you hurt?" "Are you bleeding?" "Does this hurt?" "What happened?" Who are these men?" Shula stopped their questions and told them. "If it weren't for this girl, well, you know," she seemed embarrassed to talk about the rapers. "Look, she's a warrior, too," Shula gestured to the girl's mark. "Welcome aboard!" Baiko was the first to break the awkward silence that followed Shula's statement. Shula looked with relief at Baiko. She was so glad he was her friend. The girl, who was busy glowering at Tikido and Tashiro, looked at Baiko, and nodded. They headed back towards the palace.
The next morning, after the girl had been introduced to everyone and finally revealed her name, Fjina (fee-na), they all assembled in the throne room. Marbu told them that they would be heading out to Daichi-san Mountain, the mountain where the oracle, Taiistukun lived. They would be heading out in a few days, whether they had found the last warrior or not. Shula looked at Marbu. He seemed to be very nervous. After the meeting, when every one had left, Shula walked up to Marbu. "Is anything wrong?" she asked gently. Marbu stared hard at her for a few minutes. Then he said: "Can you keep this a secret?" Shula nodded, of course. "Seiryu is growing stronger. Stronger than we ever thought was possible. Suzaku is losing. He needs help. We must talk to the oracle. She will guide us on how to do the specifically complicated ceremony that is needed for summoning Zenyu. It is more complicated than the original ceremony was, for reasons that only the oracle knows. That is why we must hurry." He looked at Shula. She nodded her head and left the room. The next few days, Shula and the other warriors searched for the last warrior, but they did not find him. The warriors were not much help anyway. Fjina refused to work with what she called, "scumbag men", and Tashiro was always jumping behind her and scaring the wits out of her. Fjina refused to admit that this scared her. She said that the only reason she jumped like that was because it was a surprise. Tashiro got a good laugh every time she did this, and he would use the excuse, "It's not my fault! Blame Tasuki for always playing tricks on Nuriko!" For Fjina was in every way Nuriko, not omitting strength. She would slam Tashiro into a wall. She got as much pleasure out of this as Nuriko did with Tasuki. Isoshi was not allowed to go around the city by himself, so he went with Baiko. But most of the time, they didn't look for the last warrior. Baiko would show Isoshi some of his magic. This intrigued Isoshi, and Baiko was so distracted with happiness that someone admired his work, that they didn't look for the warrior. The only one that provided much help was Tikido. He and Shula often went looking together. They talked for hours about their own lives, though Shula would say very little, and she found that Tikido wasn't very shy when she got to know him. She liked being in his company. He was smart, funny, and cute. Shula noticed all these things, and suddenly felt very shy around him. But she refused to feel this way. She set her mind to focus on summoning Zenyu, and the way to do this was not by getting giggly around a guy. Since the search was not a success, they all headed out to the mountain. The trip would take many days. Shula rode a horse very well, and the warriors marveled at that, seeing as they had heard that Miaka could not. They had assumed that everyone from Miaka's world could not ride a horse. Shula enjoyed talking to Fjina. They had become best friends. 'Once you get over the fierce man-hating exterior, she is a really sensitive person,' Shula thought to herself as she chatted with Fjina. On the third night, after they made camp, Shula walked to the river nearby to gather water. She felt just like a woman from an ancient village, who carried water in a big jug over her head. She smiled to herself. As she stooped down to fill a jug with the water, she heard voices in the woods next to her. They were a man and a woman's. As she listened closely, Shula recognized the voices. "What do you want?" "I just want to talk." "Why?" "Because I think you judged me too fast." "You're a man! All men are the same! They're thick-headed, stubborn, ugly, and-" "So they're all the same, huh? Really, tell me how you know. Do they all kiss the same?" "I-I don't know! I never bothered to kiss one before!" "Then let me show you." There was a few seconds' silence. Shula quickly filled the jug and hurried back to camp. A few minutes later, the two people who owned the voices came back. "Where were you?" Tikido asked his brother. "Just taking a walk in the woods," he answered. He glanced at Fjina. Her face was red and she wouldn't look anybody in the eye. She quickly said goodnight and went into her tent. Shula smiled to herself.
