I want to apologize SOOOOOOOOOOOOO much for taking so long. I didn't mean
to, really! You won't believe how bad a case of writers block I've been
having with this story, plus I've been without a computer for a whole week,
tear. It's been soo bad! AND NOW I'M BACK AND BETTER THEN EVER! Anyway,
tomorrow's school so my fic may take long to update at times so I'm real
sorry botu that. But I will try! ^_^ Anyway, I really wanna apologize for
this chapter being really short. Don't worry! The next chap will be longer!
PROMISE!
Disclaimer: I'm sure I had a Fushigi Yuugi lying around ehre somewhere! *looks under the bed* DAMNIT! WHERE DID IT GO? Well... for now I don't own one, but when I find one (and I will find one) I will be super rich! *evil laughter*
Chapter 5- (Not sure what to name this chap, suggestions?)
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"Ok, tell me everything!" Miaka said the moment the two were alone in her room after Tatara was gone.
"Huh?" Yui said.
"Don't huh me! What did you two talk about?!?!?!"
"Nothing much."
"Am I gonna have to strangle the answer out of you!!!" Miaka threatened.
"You know... you can be really scary some times..." Yui said inching away.
"grrrrrrrr" Miaka glared at Yui.
"Ok ok. He's 18."
"Wha? Only 18?"
"Yup. That means he's a senior. Oh, and he doesn't care about the opinion of others. He says everyone is entitled to their own opinion. My arguement is: How can you possibly let someone believe something that obviously isn't true, but he started saying how do I know what is truely right from wrong, but I mean COME ON! We were talking about his age, and that's a definet fact so you can't mislead people to believe that you're a different age then you really are simply because you don't wanna burst they're little bubble..."
"ok, ok, stop your rambling!" Miaka said and dove at Yui to trap her in a tight hug. "I'm so happy for you. He's closer to your age then you thought! Now you can go after him without thinking that he's too old for you."
"Go after him? ARE YOU INSANE?!?!?! He doesn't like me! I'm just some 15 year old, who he thinks is struggling through homework that in actuality isn't that bad, and has a best friend who eats everything in sight."
"Watch it..." Miaka warned.
"Anyway, my point is, that he is probably looking for some hot shot upperclassman who's smart and funny, and sophisticated."
"And you're all of that, minus the being an upperclassman, of course. But you still have a chance. Just take it slow. Become friends first. It'll be fine. Trust me!"
"Whatever you say..." Yui said gathering her stuff into her backpack getting ready for the walk home. Yui listened as Miaka chatted on and on about Taka and how handsom he was, and how good they looked together, and then she droned on about the braclet he had bought her to match their identical wedding rings. She was giggling like a mad man when Yui finally asked "So when are you planning to tell your mother that the two of you are married?" Like she had hoped the question immediatly shut Miaka up giving Yui the chance to think about her current situation, and she hurriedly left the Yuuki residence.
Disclaimer: I'm sure I had a Fushigi Yuugi lying around ehre somewhere! *looks under the bed* DAMNIT! WHERE DID IT GO? Well... for now I don't own one, but when I find one (and I will find one) I will be super rich! *evil laughter*
Chapter 5- (Not sure what to name this chap, suggestions?)
***************
"Ok, tell me everything!" Miaka said the moment the two were alone in her room after Tatara was gone.
"Huh?" Yui said.
"Don't huh me! What did you two talk about?!?!?!"
"Nothing much."
"Am I gonna have to strangle the answer out of you!!!" Miaka threatened.
"You know... you can be really scary some times..." Yui said inching away.
"grrrrrrrr" Miaka glared at Yui.
"Ok ok. He's 18."
"Wha? Only 18?"
"Yup. That means he's a senior. Oh, and he doesn't care about the opinion of others. He says everyone is entitled to their own opinion. My arguement is: How can you possibly let someone believe something that obviously isn't true, but he started saying how do I know what is truely right from wrong, but I mean COME ON! We were talking about his age, and that's a definet fact so you can't mislead people to believe that you're a different age then you really are simply because you don't wanna burst they're little bubble..."
"ok, ok, stop your rambling!" Miaka said and dove at Yui to trap her in a tight hug. "I'm so happy for you. He's closer to your age then you thought! Now you can go after him without thinking that he's too old for you."
"Go after him? ARE YOU INSANE?!?!?! He doesn't like me! I'm just some 15 year old, who he thinks is struggling through homework that in actuality isn't that bad, and has a best friend who eats everything in sight."
"Watch it..." Miaka warned.
"Anyway, my point is, that he is probably looking for some hot shot upperclassman who's smart and funny, and sophisticated."
"And you're all of that, minus the being an upperclassman, of course. But you still have a chance. Just take it slow. Become friends first. It'll be fine. Trust me!"
"Whatever you say..." Yui said gathering her stuff into her backpack getting ready for the walk home. Yui listened as Miaka chatted on and on about Taka and how handsom he was, and how good they looked together, and then she droned on about the braclet he had bought her to match their identical wedding rings. She was giggling like a mad man when Yui finally asked "So when are you planning to tell your mother that the two of you are married?" Like she had hoped the question immediatly shut Miaka up giving Yui the chance to think about her current situation, and she hurriedly left the Yuuki residence.