Kougo Yuugi - Volume 1
C. Jirardesu
Disclaimer: Tamahome, Nuriko, Hotohori, and other Fushigi Yuugi characters are property of Yuu Watase. I do not claim ownership over any of the character, nor do I claim ownership over Fushigi Yuugi. I do not plan on turning this into a manga and selling it.
Word from the Author
My spelling? It sucks. I know this. I'm trying my best with tense and spelling. I'm a bit of a perfectionist, so when I hear about these things I'm doing wrong it makes me more determined to watch out for them. To not allow myself to get lazy. Why? Because people are actually reading this! For the first time a large group of people are getting into one of my stories! Well, I gotta try my best not to screw up.
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Chapter Three
Happenings of the World
Just the ride to the palace seemed amazing to Chimou; although he didn't really like the thought of someone nearly breakign their back just to lift Hotohori, Tamahome, and herself a football field to the palace. She would have gladly walked, but the emperor and his servents insisted after the trouble they caused her. For the first time in her life Chimou felt special, not some kind of fungus growing in the wall that gives off deadly toxins.
There was a rumble along with a thud when they were put down by the servents. Chimou was the first to rush out and smile at the gorgeous building. Could this really be happening to her?
Tamahome got out with a flat look on his face wondering where this girl could have come from. "She's acting like she's never seen a building before..." Tamahome said dryly.
"Perhaps she is just enjoying the sight of the palace?" said the young emperor as he exited the procession. The many servents quickly rushed it away soon after he was safely out. "Come the both of you, to my throne room." Hotohori said warmly as he began to enter the palace and then two quickly followed him.
As the three walked down the hall, joined by various other people: servents, advisors, etc., Chimou took notice in the ribbon on her wrist. Looking at it, she smiled. When she was little, she wasn't scared about showing her real personality as she is now.
Chimou used to wear her hair up into pigtails, she always had long hair, and one day she slammed into a boy on the playground. The boy groaned as he got to his feet and seemed okay. Chimou on the other hand had hurt her knee and was crying. This boy seemed concerned and helped Chimou to her feet and then brought her to the nurse. After the nurse had treated the skinned knee and let Chimou go, the feminine little boy found the other waiting outside for him. The two just smiled at each other.
"Thanks for helping me." Chimou said to him sweetly.
"It's nothing..." the boy said shyly.
"My name is Chimou Jirardesu..." Chimou started, "what's yours?"
"Shannon Omlet." he answered.
Chimou gave a smile and then untied one of the ribbons from his hair and handed it to Shannon. "I want you to have this... So that you always know that I'm your friend."
Shannon blinked and looked at the ribbon. "Thanks."
The ribbon which Shannon received that day is currently on his car key chain. He never goes anywhere without it. It may be pink, but it is important to him. Every time he saw it, he thought of Chimou's smiling face. That smile that had always been able to melt his heart. That smile that he was afraid that he would never see again. He got the message that Chimou was missing from his mother.
"Shannon, have you seen Chimou?" his mother had asked him while he was helping himself to a quick snack.
Shannon had nodded, "Yeah, I just dropped him off at his house like a half an hour ago."
"Well, that was his mother that was just on the phone. He's not at home." she said solumnly.
Suddenly Shannon was on his feet, his snack on the coffee table forgotten. "What?!"
"Did you see him go in his house?" Mrs. Omlet asked with concern.
"Yes! I'm sure he did! I watched him..." Shannon trailed off, he did see him go in.
If this is a joke, Chimou, it isn't funny! Shannon thought to himself.
Why was everyone assuming the worst? Chimou wasn't a very social person. If he wasn't with Shannon, he was at home. That's the way it was. Shannon drove to all of Chimou's usual spots and everyone claimed that they didn't see him.
I stopped looking after I saw that he opened the door, then I drove away without a second thought... Shannon thought as he clenched the ribbon in his hand. Chimou isn't very big, granted that he does know martial arts, but he is tricked easily. A big guy that wanted to take Chimou enough could easily. Chimou was like an elegent flower. It doesn't take much to damage him...
Yes, he didn't care what anyone thought at this moment. Chimou was his best friend and he wouldn't allow anyone to take him from him without paying a deep price. Maybe it was the way Chimou's voice sounded--so sweet and gentle. Or maybe it was the way he walked--gliding across the floor, smooth motions. Or maybe it was his kind attitude and warm personality. Or maybe it was because Chimou was so feminine that it was he was the closest thing to a girlfriend that he has ever had.
When they entered the throne room, Chimou looked around with a curious eye. The room had various decorations and parchment hanging on the walls; although it didn't seem that highly decorated. Hotohori slowly took his place on his throne and then looked on to the kneeling subjects.
"Now then, what did you say your name was, young maiden?" Hotohori said cooly, as if he was trying to impress someone. Who it was Chimou couldn't be quite sure.
She answered softly after realizing that the maiden was herself, "Chimou Jirardesu, Hotohori-sama." Then she gestured to the young man kneeling next to her. "And this is Tamahome-san."
Nodding, Hotohori showed he understood. "It is an honor to have you in my country, Chimou-san."
"Eh?" Chimou blinked in surprise. "Why?"
Tamahome groaned silently. How long are they gonna talk? My knees are killing me! he thought to himself.
"You see, there echoes a legend in our lands of a lady who will come from another world. Now, I don't know for sure if you come from another world or not, but given a few things about you I'd say that you do." Hotohori began slowly, having nowhere to go at this time. "Your accent, clothes--since women around here never where pants, odd manners, and your charm. All of these things are different Hong-nan."
Of course! she thought deep inside herself, I had forgotten completely that I was a girl during all this time. And I admit just standing there by the procession gawking like that, in these clothes, was enough to scare anyone from another world.
Sighing, Chimou admitted, "Yes, I won't lie to you, Hotohori-sama; I am from another world."
Then Tamahome's eyes shot open as he gazed at the female at his side. Was she saying the truth? Was she really from another world? Tamahome was in shock.
The emperor seemed to be pleased. "Also, it states that the young lady shall bring peace and prosperity to Hong-nan. Will you also do this?" he asked calmly.
Chimou nodded and then she stood up, and said proudly, "Yes! I'll do my best! But first I should really go home to see if my mom is okay..." But then she remembered that the book in her world is closed, and it wouldn't matter how hard she tried she wouldn't be able to get back now.
"You wish to leave us already?" Hotohori blinks in disbelief.
"I actually can't..." she admitted sadly.
"Why's that?" the emperor asked curiously.
"Let's just say that someone blocked my portal to this world and I have no way of coming back." Chimou said with a light giggle, scratching the back of her head.
Hotohori rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. He grinned and stood and said, "I'll get to researching an alternitive way for you to get home immediately."
Sitting outside in the palace garden, Tamahome was sitting in an Indian posistion with his arms folded and his eyes closed. This gave the passers-by that he was meditating--but he really wasn't. From another world...Chimou?! I guess I really shouldn't be too shocked by it. No martial arts master would teacher a woman what she knows.
Suddenly Tamahome sensed something incoming from his side. He turned aggressively to meet it, but only found Chimou making a weird face, which made him blink in confusion.
"What are you doing?" Tamahome asked the odd girl.
Chimou stopped making the face and then smiles at him. "You just sort of looked like you were down."
Shaking his head, Tamahome replied, "Nah... I was just wondering about things--that's all."
The girl sat at Tamahome's side and then looked up at the pink evening sky. "I wonder if Hotohori-sama will find a way for me to go home... Maybe I should be helping him."
The following action surprised even Tamahome. He narrowed his eyes and then turned and asked firmly, "Why do you want to go home anyway?"
Blinking, Chimou looked to the teenage martial artist and stuttered, "T-Tamahome-s-san...?" Her face grew red. Why does he want me to stay? she wondered to herself.
Realizing what he had said, Tamahome quickly got to his feet. "I'm sorry..." she said quickly and then walked away.
The girl sat there watching Tamahome walk away from her. A name softly escapes from her lips, "Tamahome..."
As Shannon drove up to the Jirardesu household, Shannon could see that Chimou's mother was crying outside. He bolted out of the car and then comforted the old woman for a few minutes, saying things that he hoped would cheer her up.
At long last the woman smiled at the young boy and hugged him. "You're always so sweet to me, Shannon-san." said the middle-aged Japanese woman.
"I take it that Chimou is still missing, huh?" Shannon said heavily.
Mrs. Jirardesu nodded and then sighed. "Although I did find a strange book in his room that wasn't part of his library." Since Chimou has an extensive library in his room. Ranging from short stories, novels, and manga.
The woman held up the book and Shannon immediately recognized it. It hadn't been a dream! Shannon screamed at himself, It really happened and that means that Chimou must still be in the book!
Shannon gently took the book away and then looked at Mrs. Jirardesu. "Do you mind if I take this to look at it?" he asked in the politest way possible and the woman didn't seem to give much protest. The boy stood up and ran to his car. He called back, "Get back inside, Mrs. Jirardesu--it's getting dark!"
When Shannon was driving away, he could see that the woman had taken his advice and was now heading inside. He sighed and then narrowed his eyes at the book that was sitting at this side. He could tell that this book was trouble from the beginning, but he thought that it was a harmless book--what could it do? Obviously it could do something and it did! It sucked up his best friend.
"I'll get you back, Chimou!" Shannon said with determination.
C. Jirardesu
Disclaimer: Tamahome, Nuriko, Hotohori, and other Fushigi Yuugi characters are property of Yuu Watase. I do not claim ownership over any of the character, nor do I claim ownership over Fushigi Yuugi. I do not plan on turning this into a manga and selling it.
Word from the Author
My spelling? It sucks. I know this. I'm trying my best with tense and spelling. I'm a bit of a perfectionist, so when I hear about these things I'm doing wrong it makes me more determined to watch out for them. To not allow myself to get lazy. Why? Because people are actually reading this! For the first time a large group of people are getting into one of my stories! Well, I gotta try my best not to screw up.
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Chapter Three
Happenings of the World
Just the ride to the palace seemed amazing to Chimou; although he didn't really like the thought of someone nearly breakign their back just to lift Hotohori, Tamahome, and herself a football field to the palace. She would have gladly walked, but the emperor and his servents insisted after the trouble they caused her. For the first time in her life Chimou felt special, not some kind of fungus growing in the wall that gives off deadly toxins.
There was a rumble along with a thud when they were put down by the servents. Chimou was the first to rush out and smile at the gorgeous building. Could this really be happening to her?
Tamahome got out with a flat look on his face wondering where this girl could have come from. "She's acting like she's never seen a building before..." Tamahome said dryly.
"Perhaps she is just enjoying the sight of the palace?" said the young emperor as he exited the procession. The many servents quickly rushed it away soon after he was safely out. "Come the both of you, to my throne room." Hotohori said warmly as he began to enter the palace and then two quickly followed him.
As the three walked down the hall, joined by various other people: servents, advisors, etc., Chimou took notice in the ribbon on her wrist. Looking at it, she smiled. When she was little, she wasn't scared about showing her real personality as she is now.
Chimou used to wear her hair up into pigtails, she always had long hair, and one day she slammed into a boy on the playground. The boy groaned as he got to his feet and seemed okay. Chimou on the other hand had hurt her knee and was crying. This boy seemed concerned and helped Chimou to her feet and then brought her to the nurse. After the nurse had treated the skinned knee and let Chimou go, the feminine little boy found the other waiting outside for him. The two just smiled at each other.
"Thanks for helping me." Chimou said to him sweetly.
"It's nothing..." the boy said shyly.
"My name is Chimou Jirardesu..." Chimou started, "what's yours?"
"Shannon Omlet." he answered.
Chimou gave a smile and then untied one of the ribbons from his hair and handed it to Shannon. "I want you to have this... So that you always know that I'm your friend."
Shannon blinked and looked at the ribbon. "Thanks."
The ribbon which Shannon received that day is currently on his car key chain. He never goes anywhere without it. It may be pink, but it is important to him. Every time he saw it, he thought of Chimou's smiling face. That smile that had always been able to melt his heart. That smile that he was afraid that he would never see again. He got the message that Chimou was missing from his mother.
"Shannon, have you seen Chimou?" his mother had asked him while he was helping himself to a quick snack.
Shannon had nodded, "Yeah, I just dropped him off at his house like a half an hour ago."
"Well, that was his mother that was just on the phone. He's not at home." she said solumnly.
Suddenly Shannon was on his feet, his snack on the coffee table forgotten. "What?!"
"Did you see him go in his house?" Mrs. Omlet asked with concern.
"Yes! I'm sure he did! I watched him..." Shannon trailed off, he did see him go in.
If this is a joke, Chimou, it isn't funny! Shannon thought to himself.
Why was everyone assuming the worst? Chimou wasn't a very social person. If he wasn't with Shannon, he was at home. That's the way it was. Shannon drove to all of Chimou's usual spots and everyone claimed that they didn't see him.
I stopped looking after I saw that he opened the door, then I drove away without a second thought... Shannon thought as he clenched the ribbon in his hand. Chimou isn't very big, granted that he does know martial arts, but he is tricked easily. A big guy that wanted to take Chimou enough could easily. Chimou was like an elegent flower. It doesn't take much to damage him...
Yes, he didn't care what anyone thought at this moment. Chimou was his best friend and he wouldn't allow anyone to take him from him without paying a deep price. Maybe it was the way Chimou's voice sounded--so sweet and gentle. Or maybe it was the way he walked--gliding across the floor, smooth motions. Or maybe it was his kind attitude and warm personality. Or maybe it was because Chimou was so feminine that it was he was the closest thing to a girlfriend that he has ever had.
When they entered the throne room, Chimou looked around with a curious eye. The room had various decorations and parchment hanging on the walls; although it didn't seem that highly decorated. Hotohori slowly took his place on his throne and then looked on to the kneeling subjects.
"Now then, what did you say your name was, young maiden?" Hotohori said cooly, as if he was trying to impress someone. Who it was Chimou couldn't be quite sure.
She answered softly after realizing that the maiden was herself, "Chimou Jirardesu, Hotohori-sama." Then she gestured to the young man kneeling next to her. "And this is Tamahome-san."
Nodding, Hotohori showed he understood. "It is an honor to have you in my country, Chimou-san."
"Eh?" Chimou blinked in surprise. "Why?"
Tamahome groaned silently. How long are they gonna talk? My knees are killing me! he thought to himself.
"You see, there echoes a legend in our lands of a lady who will come from another world. Now, I don't know for sure if you come from another world or not, but given a few things about you I'd say that you do." Hotohori began slowly, having nowhere to go at this time. "Your accent, clothes--since women around here never where pants, odd manners, and your charm. All of these things are different Hong-nan."
Of course! she thought deep inside herself, I had forgotten completely that I was a girl during all this time. And I admit just standing there by the procession gawking like that, in these clothes, was enough to scare anyone from another world.
Sighing, Chimou admitted, "Yes, I won't lie to you, Hotohori-sama; I am from another world."
Then Tamahome's eyes shot open as he gazed at the female at his side. Was she saying the truth? Was she really from another world? Tamahome was in shock.
The emperor seemed to be pleased. "Also, it states that the young lady shall bring peace and prosperity to Hong-nan. Will you also do this?" he asked calmly.
Chimou nodded and then she stood up, and said proudly, "Yes! I'll do my best! But first I should really go home to see if my mom is okay..." But then she remembered that the book in her world is closed, and it wouldn't matter how hard she tried she wouldn't be able to get back now.
"You wish to leave us already?" Hotohori blinks in disbelief.
"I actually can't..." she admitted sadly.
"Why's that?" the emperor asked curiously.
"Let's just say that someone blocked my portal to this world and I have no way of coming back." Chimou said with a light giggle, scratching the back of her head.
Hotohori rubbed his chin and thought for a moment. He grinned and stood and said, "I'll get to researching an alternitive way for you to get home immediately."
Sitting outside in the palace garden, Tamahome was sitting in an Indian posistion with his arms folded and his eyes closed. This gave the passers-by that he was meditating--but he really wasn't. From another world...Chimou?! I guess I really shouldn't be too shocked by it. No martial arts master would teacher a woman what she knows.
Suddenly Tamahome sensed something incoming from his side. He turned aggressively to meet it, but only found Chimou making a weird face, which made him blink in confusion.
"What are you doing?" Tamahome asked the odd girl.
Chimou stopped making the face and then smiles at him. "You just sort of looked like you were down."
Shaking his head, Tamahome replied, "Nah... I was just wondering about things--that's all."
The girl sat at Tamahome's side and then looked up at the pink evening sky. "I wonder if Hotohori-sama will find a way for me to go home... Maybe I should be helping him."
The following action surprised even Tamahome. He narrowed his eyes and then turned and asked firmly, "Why do you want to go home anyway?"
Blinking, Chimou looked to the teenage martial artist and stuttered, "T-Tamahome-s-san...?" Her face grew red. Why does he want me to stay? she wondered to herself.
Realizing what he had said, Tamahome quickly got to his feet. "I'm sorry..." she said quickly and then walked away.
The girl sat there watching Tamahome walk away from her. A name softly escapes from her lips, "Tamahome..."
As Shannon drove up to the Jirardesu household, Shannon could see that Chimou's mother was crying outside. He bolted out of the car and then comforted the old woman for a few minutes, saying things that he hoped would cheer her up.
At long last the woman smiled at the young boy and hugged him. "You're always so sweet to me, Shannon-san." said the middle-aged Japanese woman.
"I take it that Chimou is still missing, huh?" Shannon said heavily.
Mrs. Jirardesu nodded and then sighed. "Although I did find a strange book in his room that wasn't part of his library." Since Chimou has an extensive library in his room. Ranging from short stories, novels, and manga.
The woman held up the book and Shannon immediately recognized it. It hadn't been a dream! Shannon screamed at himself, It really happened and that means that Chimou must still be in the book!
Shannon gently took the book away and then looked at Mrs. Jirardesu. "Do you mind if I take this to look at it?" he asked in the politest way possible and the woman didn't seem to give much protest. The boy stood up and ran to his car. He called back, "Get back inside, Mrs. Jirardesu--it's getting dark!"
When Shannon was driving away, he could see that the woman had taken his advice and was now heading inside. He sighed and then narrowed his eyes at the book that was sitting at this side. He could tell that this book was trouble from the beginning, but he thought that it was a harmless book--what could it do? Obviously it could do something and it did! It sucked up his best friend.
"I'll get you back, Chimou!" Shannon said with determination.