I don't own Fushigi Yuugi. Watase-sama does. I'm not making
money off this.
Flames, fangs and sake
by
Lance the Flamesniper
People ask me a lot why I hate women. While I ain't
opposed to Miaka; cute, chipper little dumpin' head that she is,
I have to wonder why th' Hell people can't just get a hint? I have
five sisters all of whom hate me passionately. Add to that that
my own mom almost smothered me an' I'm pretty damn sure
you'd hate most women too. I don't want to think about women
right now though. Women would remind me of what I almost did
to Miaka. Damn, I need a drink.
Before any of ya start protestin' about drinkin', just shut
the hell up. There ain't nothing wrong with drinkin' a little, it's only
bad if ya do it excessively. When it comes down to it, I feel better
when I'm properly inebriated. I guess ya could say I'm a happy
drunk.... only I ain't happy. Sure, right across from me is my two
best buds; one sipping at that damn spring water he likes t' drink
an' the other already out cold, it ain't even seven chimes yet and
he's already under th' table. What a lightweight. Suits Kouji right
fer tryin' to out drink me.
Why ain't I happy? Well since ya asked, bein' the nosey
person ya seem t'be, I'll tell ya. I may hate women, but I loved one
too. Only she's in love with this trim, good lookin' hero type. I wish
I could say I wasn't jealous, but dammit I am. Not like I'd have had
a chance with a class act like her. Not with this skinny body, wild
hair, yellow eyes an' teeth that would make a vampire proud. Don't
get me wrong, I ain't ugly, least in my opinion but I ain't Little
Ghost or his majesty either.
Naw, Miaka probably would be best off with him. I keep
tellin' myself that. Maybe someday I'll believe it, but I doubt it. What
kinda life would she have had with me anyway? Wanderin' from
place t' place. Hangin' out with a rowdy, raucous bunch of bandits
with me, Genrou, th' Phantom Wolf leadin' them around fer some
mischief or another. All I know is that Little Ghost better treat her
right or so help me I'll find a way t'get t'where he is and fry his ass!
Hmm, that's a good thought, better toast that with some sake.
Some folk might think it funny, but Empress Houki (who I
still say looks a little too much like Nuriko) actually pays me an'
th' monk t' wander around. I think she an' his majesty talked about
all the poverty in Konnan or somethin'. But then His Majesty was a
Hell of a man; beautiful inside an' out an' he really cared about his
subjects too. She called for us t'come t' th' palace and told us point
blank. "I don't care if you and your bandits attack people who deserve
it for cheating people, but I command you Celestial Warriors Tasuki
and Chichiri to protect and help those in need." So that's what me
an' th' monk do.
We try not to kill people we find doin' harm, but sometimes it
happens. By my last count, I've fried close to a thousand bad guys,
including the ones durin' th' battle against the forces of Kuto. Can't say
I feel bad 'bout killin' Soi either, that bitch got what she deserved fer
nearly drownin' the lot of us. Still when we have t'kill I always feel bad
'bout it. Life's too prescious to just throw away, even a bandit like me
knows that.
Chichiri's watchin' me now. Damn I wish I could tell what he's
thinkin'. Outta all th' people t'be stuck with I get the monk. I'm actually
kinda glad for his company though. I was sure when Miaka went home
fer good that he was gonna run off to hang with grandma up in what's
left of her mountain. Hell no, he stuck with me to make sure I didn't tear
myself up over Miaka. Still 'Chiri's an okay guy, for a wet blanket. Even
the rest of th' gang warmed up t'him. It's a riot seein' him around this
wild bunch. I offer him one of my outragous grins and he smirks a little
more.
Once again I turn my thoughts back to th' past. Two great
adventures with a woman I'm gonna go t'my grave lovin'. Most people
don't even get that much. Then again, I ain't most people. I'm Shunu'u
Kou, Genrou, the Phantom Wolf. Call me Tasuki. An' like it or not, I
don't give a damn which ya choose t'do, this is who I am.
money off this.
Flames, fangs and sake
by
Lance the Flamesniper
People ask me a lot why I hate women. While I ain't
opposed to Miaka; cute, chipper little dumpin' head that she is,
I have to wonder why th' Hell people can't just get a hint? I have
five sisters all of whom hate me passionately. Add to that that
my own mom almost smothered me an' I'm pretty damn sure
you'd hate most women too. I don't want to think about women
right now though. Women would remind me of what I almost did
to Miaka. Damn, I need a drink.
Before any of ya start protestin' about drinkin', just shut
the hell up. There ain't nothing wrong with drinkin' a little, it's only
bad if ya do it excessively. When it comes down to it, I feel better
when I'm properly inebriated. I guess ya could say I'm a happy
drunk.... only I ain't happy. Sure, right across from me is my two
best buds; one sipping at that damn spring water he likes t' drink
an' the other already out cold, it ain't even seven chimes yet and
he's already under th' table. What a lightweight. Suits Kouji right
fer tryin' to out drink me.
Why ain't I happy? Well since ya asked, bein' the nosey
person ya seem t'be, I'll tell ya. I may hate women, but I loved one
too. Only she's in love with this trim, good lookin' hero type. I wish
I could say I wasn't jealous, but dammit I am. Not like I'd have had
a chance with a class act like her. Not with this skinny body, wild
hair, yellow eyes an' teeth that would make a vampire proud. Don't
get me wrong, I ain't ugly, least in my opinion but I ain't Little
Ghost or his majesty either.
Naw, Miaka probably would be best off with him. I keep
tellin' myself that. Maybe someday I'll believe it, but I doubt it. What
kinda life would she have had with me anyway? Wanderin' from
place t' place. Hangin' out with a rowdy, raucous bunch of bandits
with me, Genrou, th' Phantom Wolf leadin' them around fer some
mischief or another. All I know is that Little Ghost better treat her
right or so help me I'll find a way t'get t'where he is and fry his ass!
Hmm, that's a good thought, better toast that with some sake.
Some folk might think it funny, but Empress Houki (who I
still say looks a little too much like Nuriko) actually pays me an'
th' monk t' wander around. I think she an' his majesty talked about
all the poverty in Konnan or somethin'. But then His Majesty was a
Hell of a man; beautiful inside an' out an' he really cared about his
subjects too. She called for us t'come t' th' palace and told us point
blank. "I don't care if you and your bandits attack people who deserve
it for cheating people, but I command you Celestial Warriors Tasuki
and Chichiri to protect and help those in need." So that's what me
an' th' monk do.
We try not to kill people we find doin' harm, but sometimes it
happens. By my last count, I've fried close to a thousand bad guys,
including the ones durin' th' battle against the forces of Kuto. Can't say
I feel bad 'bout killin' Soi either, that bitch got what she deserved fer
nearly drownin' the lot of us. Still when we have t'kill I always feel bad
'bout it. Life's too prescious to just throw away, even a bandit like me
knows that.
Chichiri's watchin' me now. Damn I wish I could tell what he's
thinkin'. Outta all th' people t'be stuck with I get the monk. I'm actually
kinda glad for his company though. I was sure when Miaka went home
fer good that he was gonna run off to hang with grandma up in what's
left of her mountain. Hell no, he stuck with me to make sure I didn't tear
myself up over Miaka. Still 'Chiri's an okay guy, for a wet blanket. Even
the rest of th' gang warmed up t'him. It's a riot seein' him around this
wild bunch. I offer him one of my outragous grins and he smirks a little
more.
Once again I turn my thoughts back to th' past. Two great
adventures with a woman I'm gonna go t'my grave lovin'. Most people
don't even get that much. Then again, I ain't most people. I'm Shunu'u
Kou, Genrou, the Phantom Wolf. Call me Tasuki. An' like it or not, I
don't give a damn which ya choose t'do, this is who I am.