Fields of Gold
Chapter One: It's a Surprise
By: Minako-hime
Author's Note: I'm guessing that you have noticed the series I'm writing about. This series is fairly new to me, but I have learned just about as much as I possibly can without spending every cent I have. I've bought six of the manga, numbers one through six, and I am very into it. I have now finally discovered the magic of Fushigi Yuugi, and I absolutely love it! I am going to try to stay as close to the series as I possibly can, but I know that there will be discrepancies, since I'm only very familiar with the beginning of the series. I've read manga translations and all kinds of stuff on the Internet, and I've found out a good amount from my friend, but there's so much I don't know about the time period in which Miaka and Tamahome are separated after Miaka's wishes. So, if there are discrepancies, I would like to know for future reference because, like you, I want to know EVERYTHING about FY, but I'm not going to change what happens because a lot of these will be essential to the story line. It is a fanfic, after all, so I'm obviously going to change what happens in the story some. With that, my story begins! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Oh, and who can forget these stupid things? Why do we have to write these? Okay, if anyone is interested in suing me for writing this, I encourage you to look at this little bit right here. I don't own Fushigi Yuugi! If I did, I wouldn't be spending $90.00 on manga just for this series. This is all for the personal enjoyment of myself and others. It is the flow of creativity in us all that must come out. Okay, enough with the corny stuff and on with the story! Oh, and the title is not mine! Hehe! This is a songfic based on the song "Fields of Gold." But this chapter will not introduce the song lyrics. Those will come along when we get that far in the plot. But, like the title of this chapter, it's a surprise!
Everyone says I was lucky, blessed even. I got to experience a universe that only four people in this entire world got to see. I was the Suzaku no Miko, and I had the loyalty of seven seishi that were so special to me that I would give my own life to save theirs many times over. I had the adventure of a lifetime, no, a million lifetimes, and I know that many girls out there must envy me. But I wasn't content. I was far from it.
Yes, very far from it. I had met the love of my life, a Suzaku seishi name Tamahome. We had met when I was only fifteen, not even in high school. In the heat of exam studies, he was my respite, my consolation. No matter how terrible things in the book became, he was always there, always supporting me, never letting me go. I knew how good I had it, and I never took it for granted. How could I, when every opportunity possible threatened to separate us? What surprised me, though, was that after everything we went through, all the times we beat the odds, that we couldn't make it through the summoning ceremony hand in hand. We had been together so long! How could a senseless rule that our worlds couldn't be joined be our end?
For so long, it was all I could do to keep from bursting into tears at any random place. I tried to pretend that everything was okay, but every time I saw Yui's face fall, all my efforts went down the drain. I'd break down and have to go home with Keisuke, who would miss multiple classes at his college just to stay with me and make sure I was all right. His attempts to make me feel better would only make me feel worse, since his constant sacrifices always reminded me of Tamahome's kindness and love. I was in a downward spiral, and it got so bad that I had to go to the hospital because I wouldn't eat or take care of myself. Everyone, especially Yui, was worried about me, and I received countless piles of get- well cards from my friends. I never knew that I had so many people that loved me here. So I knew that I had to get better. I had to pick up my feet and live again, without him...
I loved him, yes, but Tamahome wouldn't have wanted me to live like this. If he knew, that "oni" symbol on his forehead would start glowing like nothing else, and he would have gotten that hurt look in his eyes that I can't stand before he'd yell at me for being such an idiot. At least I know that if I don't have anything else, I do have his memory. And I have his ring, his promise...that he'll come back to me. I will always hold onto that, forever.
Six months later, I was studying hard during my first year at Jonan High School. I still can't believe that I passed the test, let alone made a better score than Yui. It's so boring without her, even though I'm making the highest grades I ever have in my life. I tapped my pencil on my paper covered with a compilation of notes about world history and absentminded doodles of Tamahome and the rest of the seishi.
"Does anyone know what year is called the Year of Shocks and why?" asked Mr. Saito, the world history teacher. There were no hands shooting up to volunteer, so the teacher continued on. "Well, since it appears none of you knows about the subject, I will tell you. The Year of Shocks marked—"
"—the development of the atomic bomb by Germany four years after that of the United States and the beginning of Communist China," I answered, still doodling and bored as ever. Those exam studies in Konan had really paid off, as I seemed to know a lot more than the rest of the students. Studying so much for the Jonan exams helped me retain much more, and now it's helping me study more effectively in school for my regular tests. The other students kept staring at me in amazement, and I felt my face turning red under the scrutiny of my fellow classmates. Thankfully, I was saved by the bell signaling the end of the day, and I turned, sighing, to head out the door after putting my books away.
"Make sure you read chapter six in the book over the weekend, and be ready for a quiz on Monday!" called Mr. Saito, making the students groan in agitation. As I headed out the door to find Yui so we could go to the bookstore and buy some more manga, the teacher grabbed my arm, setting off all my defenses. It was all I could do to keep from slapping or kicking the teacher to get away from him because I felt like I was being attacked by assassins in the book. What did he want me for after class, anyway?
I looked up at him, and I saw a smile on his face. Well, at least he isn't reprimanding me...I think?
"Good job answering my question, Yuuki," said the teacher. "Lately, I've noticed how well you've been answering my questions, and I was thinking that you should join the history club that we have here at Jonan. Your knowledge of history is very good, and I think that you would do very well in that kind of academic environment..." Throughout his monologue, the teacher failed to notice how my face was contorting into the most comic expressions as he went deeper into his invitation. Again, I was saved by divine providence as Yui cleared her throat and signaled that we needed to go.
I sweatdropped as I addressed Mr. Saito in the most cordial way possible, considering I had virtually no interest in studying Japanese history outside of the context of required schoolwork. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I would have time to balance it into my schedule, Mr. Saito. I'm going to have to decline the invitation..." I told him, practically running out of the classroom with my best friend since nursery school. Thank God I got out of that one! History club? Totally not my thing. Now if it was a manga-drawing club...
"What was that all about, Miaka?" Yui inquired, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Did you get yet another invitation to join an academic club?" I couldn't help but notice how her face fell during the second question. She had always been at the top of the class, and it had to be terribly hard for her to settle for just standard when her stupid best friend was in the advanced classes at Jonan High. What a complete role reversal! I mean, who would have expected this?
I sighed tiredly and looked at her for a moment before speaking. I was never a person to choose my words carefully, but this was definitely the time to learn now! "Um...Yui...? I've got a question to ask you..."
"If this is about your grades being better than mine and everything, then I'm just fine. You really deserve all this, after what you've been through... It's just that it's hard getting used to and everything, but we'll be just fine in different classes," my best friend, the one I couldn't hide anything from, answered. "Anyway, why don't we go shopping for some more manga before they sell out of Ranma again? You know how the new issues go just like that!" she said with a snap of her fingers.
I can't help but feel guilty. Everyone's always sacrificing really important things to make me happy. Keisuke, Mom, especially Yui...and I don't know what to do for them in return. They all say I do more than enough to make up for it, but I don't believe them. It's the same thing that Tamahome would do. He'd constantly tell me that I was enough, that if it was for me, it never mattered how much it cost him. He was always so selfless, never complaining about the hardships we faced, unless it pertained to money, of course! Then he'd go absolutely nuts. I can't believe I even miss that money fixation of his!
Suddenly, there was a hand in my face, shifting up and down and blocking my vision, and a voice called out to where I was in the nebulas of space. "Miaka, earth to Miaka! Ground control to major Miaka! Anybody home?" Yui asked, practically yelling. When my eyes finally met hers, a dazed yet irritated look dancing in them, she started to laugh. "You may be smarter than I am now, but you'll always be my ditzy best friend! After everything that's happened, you have changed at all..."
Again, her face fell, and I knew that I had to change the subject fast. "Hey, like you were saying, we really need to go to the bookstore now..." I stammered. The words sounded so rushed and forced, but I could tell that Yui was grateful that we were going to the bookstore rather than pursuing the topic further. Unfortunately, ever since we were sucked into the world of The Universe of the Four Gods, our relationship has been like walking on thin ice. We had talked once about the uneasiness of our friendship, and we had even debated whether it was all worth it, staying friends and all. Because we somehow knew that our feelings would return to normal, we decided to keep going. I'm convinced our friendship will become stronger after all of this. We've come too far to back down now.
Yui smiled. "Don't worry, Miaka. Everything's settled between us. You can talk to me about anything, okay? Remember that. But before we go to the bookstore, I've got a little place I want to take you to first."
I eyed her suspiciously for a moment and asked, "What kind of place?"
Again, her pearly whites showed in another smile as she said, "It's a surprise."
Chapter One: It's a Surprise
By: Minako-hime
Author's Note: I'm guessing that you have noticed the series I'm writing about. This series is fairly new to me, but I have learned just about as much as I possibly can without spending every cent I have. I've bought six of the manga, numbers one through six, and I am very into it. I have now finally discovered the magic of Fushigi Yuugi, and I absolutely love it! I am going to try to stay as close to the series as I possibly can, but I know that there will be discrepancies, since I'm only very familiar with the beginning of the series. I've read manga translations and all kinds of stuff on the Internet, and I've found out a good amount from my friend, but there's so much I don't know about the time period in which Miaka and Tamahome are separated after Miaka's wishes. So, if there are discrepancies, I would like to know for future reference because, like you, I want to know EVERYTHING about FY, but I'm not going to change what happens because a lot of these will be essential to the story line. It is a fanfic, after all, so I'm obviously going to change what happens in the story some. With that, my story begins! Enjoy!
Disclaimer: Oh, and who can forget these stupid things? Why do we have to write these? Okay, if anyone is interested in suing me for writing this, I encourage you to look at this little bit right here. I don't own Fushigi Yuugi! If I did, I wouldn't be spending $90.00 on manga just for this series. This is all for the personal enjoyment of myself and others. It is the flow of creativity in us all that must come out. Okay, enough with the corny stuff and on with the story! Oh, and the title is not mine! Hehe! This is a songfic based on the song "Fields of Gold." But this chapter will not introduce the song lyrics. Those will come along when we get that far in the plot. But, like the title of this chapter, it's a surprise!
Everyone says I was lucky, blessed even. I got to experience a universe that only four people in this entire world got to see. I was the Suzaku no Miko, and I had the loyalty of seven seishi that were so special to me that I would give my own life to save theirs many times over. I had the adventure of a lifetime, no, a million lifetimes, and I know that many girls out there must envy me. But I wasn't content. I was far from it.
Yes, very far from it. I had met the love of my life, a Suzaku seishi name Tamahome. We had met when I was only fifteen, not even in high school. In the heat of exam studies, he was my respite, my consolation. No matter how terrible things in the book became, he was always there, always supporting me, never letting me go. I knew how good I had it, and I never took it for granted. How could I, when every opportunity possible threatened to separate us? What surprised me, though, was that after everything we went through, all the times we beat the odds, that we couldn't make it through the summoning ceremony hand in hand. We had been together so long! How could a senseless rule that our worlds couldn't be joined be our end?
For so long, it was all I could do to keep from bursting into tears at any random place. I tried to pretend that everything was okay, but every time I saw Yui's face fall, all my efforts went down the drain. I'd break down and have to go home with Keisuke, who would miss multiple classes at his college just to stay with me and make sure I was all right. His attempts to make me feel better would only make me feel worse, since his constant sacrifices always reminded me of Tamahome's kindness and love. I was in a downward spiral, and it got so bad that I had to go to the hospital because I wouldn't eat or take care of myself. Everyone, especially Yui, was worried about me, and I received countless piles of get- well cards from my friends. I never knew that I had so many people that loved me here. So I knew that I had to get better. I had to pick up my feet and live again, without him...
I loved him, yes, but Tamahome wouldn't have wanted me to live like this. If he knew, that "oni" symbol on his forehead would start glowing like nothing else, and he would have gotten that hurt look in his eyes that I can't stand before he'd yell at me for being such an idiot. At least I know that if I don't have anything else, I do have his memory. And I have his ring, his promise...that he'll come back to me. I will always hold onto that, forever.
Six months later, I was studying hard during my first year at Jonan High School. I still can't believe that I passed the test, let alone made a better score than Yui. It's so boring without her, even though I'm making the highest grades I ever have in my life. I tapped my pencil on my paper covered with a compilation of notes about world history and absentminded doodles of Tamahome and the rest of the seishi.
"Does anyone know what year is called the Year of Shocks and why?" asked Mr. Saito, the world history teacher. There were no hands shooting up to volunteer, so the teacher continued on. "Well, since it appears none of you knows about the subject, I will tell you. The Year of Shocks marked—"
"—the development of the atomic bomb by Germany four years after that of the United States and the beginning of Communist China," I answered, still doodling and bored as ever. Those exam studies in Konan had really paid off, as I seemed to know a lot more than the rest of the students. Studying so much for the Jonan exams helped me retain much more, and now it's helping me study more effectively in school for my regular tests. The other students kept staring at me in amazement, and I felt my face turning red under the scrutiny of my fellow classmates. Thankfully, I was saved by the bell signaling the end of the day, and I turned, sighing, to head out the door after putting my books away.
"Make sure you read chapter six in the book over the weekend, and be ready for a quiz on Monday!" called Mr. Saito, making the students groan in agitation. As I headed out the door to find Yui so we could go to the bookstore and buy some more manga, the teacher grabbed my arm, setting off all my defenses. It was all I could do to keep from slapping or kicking the teacher to get away from him because I felt like I was being attacked by assassins in the book. What did he want me for after class, anyway?
I looked up at him, and I saw a smile on his face. Well, at least he isn't reprimanding me...I think?
"Good job answering my question, Yuuki," said the teacher. "Lately, I've noticed how well you've been answering my questions, and I was thinking that you should join the history club that we have here at Jonan. Your knowledge of history is very good, and I think that you would do very well in that kind of academic environment..." Throughout his monologue, the teacher failed to notice how my face was contorting into the most comic expressions as he went deeper into his invitation. Again, I was saved by divine providence as Yui cleared her throat and signaled that we needed to go.
I sweatdropped as I addressed Mr. Saito in the most cordial way possible, considering I had virtually no interest in studying Japanese history outside of the context of required schoolwork. "I'm sorry, but I don't think I would have time to balance it into my schedule, Mr. Saito. I'm going to have to decline the invitation..." I told him, practically running out of the classroom with my best friend since nursery school. Thank God I got out of that one! History club? Totally not my thing. Now if it was a manga-drawing club...
"What was that all about, Miaka?" Yui inquired, breaking me out of my thoughts. "Did you get yet another invitation to join an academic club?" I couldn't help but notice how her face fell during the second question. She had always been at the top of the class, and it had to be terribly hard for her to settle for just standard when her stupid best friend was in the advanced classes at Jonan High. What a complete role reversal! I mean, who would have expected this?
I sighed tiredly and looked at her for a moment before speaking. I was never a person to choose my words carefully, but this was definitely the time to learn now! "Um...Yui...? I've got a question to ask you..."
"If this is about your grades being better than mine and everything, then I'm just fine. You really deserve all this, after what you've been through... It's just that it's hard getting used to and everything, but we'll be just fine in different classes," my best friend, the one I couldn't hide anything from, answered. "Anyway, why don't we go shopping for some more manga before they sell out of Ranma again? You know how the new issues go just like that!" she said with a snap of her fingers.
I can't help but feel guilty. Everyone's always sacrificing really important things to make me happy. Keisuke, Mom, especially Yui...and I don't know what to do for them in return. They all say I do more than enough to make up for it, but I don't believe them. It's the same thing that Tamahome would do. He'd constantly tell me that I was enough, that if it was for me, it never mattered how much it cost him. He was always so selfless, never complaining about the hardships we faced, unless it pertained to money, of course! Then he'd go absolutely nuts. I can't believe I even miss that money fixation of his!
Suddenly, there was a hand in my face, shifting up and down and blocking my vision, and a voice called out to where I was in the nebulas of space. "Miaka, earth to Miaka! Ground control to major Miaka! Anybody home?" Yui asked, practically yelling. When my eyes finally met hers, a dazed yet irritated look dancing in them, she started to laugh. "You may be smarter than I am now, but you'll always be my ditzy best friend! After everything that's happened, you have changed at all..."
Again, her face fell, and I knew that I had to change the subject fast. "Hey, like you were saying, we really need to go to the bookstore now..." I stammered. The words sounded so rushed and forced, but I could tell that Yui was grateful that we were going to the bookstore rather than pursuing the topic further. Unfortunately, ever since we were sucked into the world of The Universe of the Four Gods, our relationship has been like walking on thin ice. We had talked once about the uneasiness of our friendship, and we had even debated whether it was all worth it, staying friends and all. Because we somehow knew that our feelings would return to normal, we decided to keep going. I'm convinced our friendship will become stronger after all of this. We've come too far to back down now.
Yui smiled. "Don't worry, Miaka. Everything's settled between us. You can talk to me about anything, okay? Remember that. But before we go to the bookstore, I've got a little place I want to take you to first."
I eyed her suspiciously for a moment and asked, "What kind of place?"
Again, her pearly whites showed in another smile as she said, "It's a surprise."