This isn't my real account name. I'l just using it for Fushigi Yuugi fics. Anyway, this is an idea I've had for awhile and while listening to "aitoiu na no takaki ni" I finally decided it was best to start writing. So here we go! Keep in mind as this is an AU and NOT I repeat NOT a reincarnation fic I use all the real names of the characters. I'll put ones that may be difficult for some fans to know here. ; I'm not trying to insult anyone since most of my Fushigi Yuugi loving friends don't know these.
First of all since this is an AU and not a reincarnation fic I'd like to state that I will be using Tamahome's real name, Kishuku. since he's the only one that I would find difficult to know that shows up in this chapter I'll leave the rest for later chapters.
I debated for some time on what to call Tasuki and decided on Genrou just for the hell of it. and because I'm more used it it. So anyway some warnings? okay!
Warnings: shounen ai! This story will contain the couples such as HotohorixNuriko! Infact as Ryuuen is the main character I'd say it's a pretty main couple infact I'd say it IS the main couple. So don't like? DON'T READ. I have warned you.
This story is told in Ryuuen's point of veiw.. damn I feel so un-original
Oh and I'm not making fun of the Seirra Club. ;; Infact I happen to BE one of those people with their "hippie veiws" cough save the wetlands!
Destiny Chapter one: Seeing Red
It was a cold day in mid-october. I stood shivering by a large poster where he was supposed to meet me. He being my bestfriend, Kishuku. I looked at the poster which said in large red letters: Save Our Wetlands! It gave information about the how and why of this but I wasn't too interested. Just cold and bored. I was extremely bored. "Kishuku.. where are you!?" I called out to no one, not expecting an answer.
"I'm right here! Sorry I was late..." he blinked at the poster. "What's up with these people? It's like they have a different poster up every day!"
"Yeah well those Seirra club freaks just want to push they're hippie veiws on us." We laughed and I stuffed my frozen hands into my coat pockets. Feeling the cumpled up paper in there I quickly pulled it out. "Oh yeah.. I forgot!" I handed Kishuku the paper, which happened to be for a male modeling contest! The first prize was a ton of money and Kishuku's family could really use it. "You should try!"
He looked it over and smirked. "Yeah right. How many times do I have to tell you! Not everyone has the same weird sense of beauty as you."
"That's not true! Come on Kishuku! What's the harm in trying. You know just as well as I do how handy that money could be." I gave him my most serious look. Kishuku simply sighed and nodded. "See? You should listen to me more often. I'm smart."
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah right."
"You say that a lot.."
"Shut up." We laughed again. "By the way.. my dad likes the new shirt. Your mom is so good to us Ryuuen." He said smiling at me. I couldn't help but blush faintly. Ever since we were kids I'd had the slightest crush of Kishuku. Well when we were younger it wasn't so slight.. but I'll get into that later!
"It's no problem. Just her thanks for you having to put up with me for so long." I said with a smile. My parents are tailors. I know, I know.. how stupid! Right? Wrong. We make enough money to live and my mothers clothing is much better then any stuff you can buy in the stores. Plus, okay this is corny, she puts love into every single stitch. She told me to say that when I was a little kid and it's kind of second nature to me now. Kishuku's family had been having some money problems. So to spare his father from the cost of buying his five children new clothing all the time we helped out as much as we could. This bothered Kishuku, mostly because we weren't doing all to great with money either. But like I said we had enough.
Kishuku smiled at me and we walked to school together.
"My, my, my. Who have we here? Could it be? Why yes it is! The great Ryuuen and his little friend Kishuku." This was a line I had heard used by friends. Not my friends. I had none other then Kishuku.. well him and mine and his families. Everyone at school hated us. But I had heard it used by others to their friends. The only time it was used while refering to us it meant trouble. Plus I knew that voice. Turning around, I came face to face with the boy I thought it was. His name was Anthony Bruno. He was the biggest loser I'd ever met. Once he flirted with me. This was back when I had long hair (I cut it shorter a few months ago). When he found out I was a guy the insults never seemed to end. "How are you today faggot boy? Not about to trip any time soon right?"
"Oh my god Anthony. I tripped ONCE and you go on and on about for the past two weeks. Sheesh the way you talk about me it's like," I smirked "it's like you LIKE me." He paled.
"Shut up you little fag!"
"Stop calling him that Anthony." Kishuku said coldly as he glared at the other boy.
"Why? Is he paying you to stand up to me? Because he should. God knows you and your worthless family could use the money."
"I swear," I said. "If you keep this up you're going to the hospital for sure."
"Yeah right. What's a faggot gonna do. Ha! A fag and a boy who can't even afford his own lunch. Does your little boyfriend buy it for you?"
"I said to stop Anthony."
He glared and shoved me. "Yeah? What'cha gonna do about it."
"Don't touch me!" I screamed. I hated being touched. This got him going. He shoved me again smirking.
"Yeah? Why? Ha!" He pushed me again.
"Anthony.. I really recomend you stop." Kishuku tried to keep his voice calm. But Anthony didn't stop. He knew how to get to me. Nothing he said got to me. But.. I hated this and I didn't want to fight back. He pushed roughly to the ground. That was it the last straw. I was seeing red. He had kept his hands on me too long. I didn't know which of us jumped first but me and Kishuku were on Anthony before you could say "hi". I was a lot stronger then I looked and I was doing some good damage but Kishuku was more skilled in fighting then I.
Anthony started to fight back. He punched me in the nose. Luckily because of our position he didn't do much damage to it. "You little fucking faggot. Get the fuck off me."
The fight had been going on for some time before a teacher walked outside. Her eyes widened. She ran over and pulled me and Kishuku up. "And just what are you two doing to this poor boy!?"
"As childish as this may seem: he started it!" I spoke up after a moment of thought. Kishuku tried not to laugh. The teacher didn't think I was so funny.
"Up." She said to Anthony. "You three are coming with me."
"This is the fourth time this has happened with you two. Beating up on innocent students like Anthony is extremely cruel." The principal said frowning.
"That kid is far from innocent!"
"Anthony Bruno happens to be one of the best students in this school. All the teacher love him. And he's my favorite student. But that aside, I can no longer allow you two to be students in this school. I have found a school that will accept you as transfer students. I've called both of your parents' and they're making living arrangments as we speak." Of course this may not make much sense to you. But we were told that if we got into trouble again we would have to transfer. And that our parents would have to make arangements for us depending on where we were to go.
After our awefull meeting with the principal we went to my house. Kishuku knew as well as I did that it was our meeting place. My parents would explain everything and he would go home to face his father. We were currently sitting on the couch in my living room. My nose had starte to bleed again and I had a paper towel over it. I put some pressure on my bloody nose. Me and Kishuku were both coverd in little bruises and such but thankfully neither of us had any other blood then my nose. I looked around the room. My parents were staring at us with sad expressions.
"..How far are we going to be..?" Kishuku asked softly.
"A couple of hours." My mother said.
"..Oh.."
I smiled at him. "Think of it this way Kishuku. We can still visit our families and we'll be out of that stupid school!" I tried my hardest to cheer him up.
"I know.. it's just I don't want to leave."
"Mom, where exactly are we going again?" I asked.
"Callubira. It's a small town. I've never heard of it before now... oh Ryuuen.. where did we go wrong in raising you!?" My father nodded. "Have I been a bad mother."
"No mom.. I'm sorry.." I smiled sadly at her. "None of this is your fault it's just me and Kishuku being idiots." I sounded sadder then I had meant to. My nose had stopped bleeding and I ran up and embraced my mother. "..I'm so sorry.. I.. I just saw red. I didn't know what I was doing.. until.. until it had already started." I could feel the tears streaming from my eyes. Looking behind me I saw that Kishuku was also tearing up.
"You have the next two days to pack. I'm driving you on sunday." My father said. "You start school on monday." We nodded.
My mother smiled faintly. "I expect you to call me. And don't worry about money. For now we're paying for the apartment but we do expect you two to get good jobs."
We nodded. The room fell silent. Kishuku stood up and left without a word.
That night I dreamed. I dreamed of the first time me and Kishuku "saw red" as we called it. We were thirteen. And we had just about enough of this one bully. I don't remember what happened exactly but he kept on pushing me. Human touch was the most disturbing thing to me. And I hated being pushed. He was insulting us and neither of us really knew what we were doing until we had done it. In my dream he stood there. But instead of the bully's long forgotten face it was replaced with the face of Anthony Bruno. My dream suddenly had shifted. It went through all the times we had "seen red". The school only cought us on four but there were much more then that. Me and Kishuku just had short fuses I guessed.
It was sunday. We were packed and in the car driving to Callubira. "..Callubira.. where have I heard that before now..?" I had been trying to remember all weekend. Then it hit me. "Hey.. Kishuku.. do you happen to still have that modeling contest thing?" He blinked.
"Yeah.." Kishuku pulled it out of his jacket pocket and handed it to me.
"I knew it! Ya see the contest is IN Callubira! See? Now it'll be easier for you to get to it." I smiled at him and he returned it.
"Great. Now people can see how goofy I look."
I laughed. "You don't look goofy. Hey dad! Do you think that Kishuku looks goofy."
"Whatever'll makes you happy."
"See?"
"Whatever." The conversation continued like this for much of the car ride.
We finally arrived in Callubira. It was a small and lovely town. The leaves on the trees had turned and started to fall by now. Since they were everywhere they covered everything in leaves. We drove through streets of nice large houses and into streets of shitty looking apartment buildings. After awhile of searching my father finally found our building. He pulled up and went inside, instructing us to stay in the car.
"..Maybe we'll be in a good school for once.." I said to Kishuku with a large smile on my face.
"Yeah..."
"But we'll have to wait to find out." He nodded. "You're being really quiet lately.."
"..Yeah.. I guess.."
"Kishuku.." I bit my lip deciding it wasn't best to continue speaking. We stayed in silence until my father came out. He handed up each a key. And helped us bring our bags into the apartment.
Our apartment was a small two bedroom place. It had a small kitchen and smiling I saw that the furniture we had sent made it and was even set up somewhat. I checked the bedrooms and found the one with my bed. I put all my bags down except for the large one that held the stuff for my bed. Pulling out my sheet, blanket and pillow that I had stuffed in there I carefully set it all up. Then after making sure it was neat I smiled at my work and left the room. My father looked over at me. "I'm going to leave now Ryuuen." He said with a nod and walked right out the door. I sighed.
"Bye dad.." I said to the closed door then went to see what Kishuku was up to...
It was the next day. I stood in front of a large building. My new school. We were late since it took us some time to get there. There was only one person outside. I couldn't see him very well until his walked up to us. He was beautiful. I'm not just saying that either. I'm serious. He was tall and lightly muscled with elegant amber eyes, long thick eye lashes and his long brown hair was shining. He had it pulled back into a low ponytail that did it no justice. I suddenly longed to see his hair loose and flowing.
"Ah. Are you the new exchange students? Ryuuen Chou -" I nodded "and Kishuku Soh?" Kishuku smiled.
"Yeah." He said.
"Good. My name is Saihitei Soushuko. I'm here to help and show you around the school." He smiled. It was the most amazing smile I'd ever seen. Even better then Kishuku's. I couldn't help the deep blush that came to my cheeks. Saihitei didn't seem to notice but Kishuku did. He gave me a look then smiled. I smiled back. It was our way of silently speaking.
After the tour of the school and much more blushing at sexy smiles we were invited to join Saihitei and his friends at lunch. I smiled at the thought of this. "Sounds good to me." I said and ran off to find my first class. I was in history. I looked around the room blinking when I was that there was a kid that couldn't have been more then twelve or thirteen in there. He looked over to me when I entered and I earned a smile. I smiled back. Already things were looking better in this school then in my last. I sat behind a brown haired girl. After awhile she turned to a girl in the next seat over.
"Renee, what time does this class end?"
"I dunno." The girl responded.
The bell rung. The girl turned to her friend again. "Renee.. what class do I have next?"
"Lana.. you have science. Remember?"
"Oh yeah." They exchanged goofy grins and walked off.
TBC...
n.n;; I'd write more but it's late. I think this is a good first chapter! Oh and the two girls in his history class are me and my bestfriend Lana. Haha. She really does ask me those questions nearly every day.. and normally durring history. Oh and Anthony Bruno is a real kid I know and hate. I'll try and have the next chapter up soon! I promise. Oh and the next chapter will have something to do with Suzaku. you didn't think I'd leave our ol' goddy outa this didja? Oh and by the way. I think this is the longest first chapter I ever wrote! Even my novel doesn't have one this long I don't think.
First of all since this is an AU and not a reincarnation fic I'd like to state that I will be using Tamahome's real name, Kishuku. since he's the only one that I would find difficult to know that shows up in this chapter I'll leave the rest for later chapters.
I debated for some time on what to call Tasuki and decided on Genrou just for the hell of it. and because I'm more used it it. So anyway some warnings? okay!
Warnings: shounen ai! This story will contain the couples such as HotohorixNuriko! Infact as Ryuuen is the main character I'd say it's a pretty main couple infact I'd say it IS the main couple. So don't like? DON'T READ. I have warned you.
This story is told in Ryuuen's point of veiw.. damn I feel so un-original
Oh and I'm not making fun of the Seirra Club. ;; Infact I happen to BE one of those people with their "hippie veiws" cough save the wetlands!
Destiny Chapter one: Seeing Red
It was a cold day in mid-october. I stood shivering by a large poster where he was supposed to meet me. He being my bestfriend, Kishuku. I looked at the poster which said in large red letters: Save Our Wetlands! It gave information about the how and why of this but I wasn't too interested. Just cold and bored. I was extremely bored. "Kishuku.. where are you!?" I called out to no one, not expecting an answer.
"I'm right here! Sorry I was late..." he blinked at the poster. "What's up with these people? It's like they have a different poster up every day!"
"Yeah well those Seirra club freaks just want to push they're hippie veiws on us." We laughed and I stuffed my frozen hands into my coat pockets. Feeling the cumpled up paper in there I quickly pulled it out. "Oh yeah.. I forgot!" I handed Kishuku the paper, which happened to be for a male modeling contest! The first prize was a ton of money and Kishuku's family could really use it. "You should try!"
He looked it over and smirked. "Yeah right. How many times do I have to tell you! Not everyone has the same weird sense of beauty as you."
"That's not true! Come on Kishuku! What's the harm in trying. You know just as well as I do how handy that money could be." I gave him my most serious look. Kishuku simply sighed and nodded. "See? You should listen to me more often. I'm smart."
He rolled his eyes. "Yeah right."
"You say that a lot.."
"Shut up." We laughed again. "By the way.. my dad likes the new shirt. Your mom is so good to us Ryuuen." He said smiling at me. I couldn't help but blush faintly. Ever since we were kids I'd had the slightest crush of Kishuku. Well when we were younger it wasn't so slight.. but I'll get into that later!
"It's no problem. Just her thanks for you having to put up with me for so long." I said with a smile. My parents are tailors. I know, I know.. how stupid! Right? Wrong. We make enough money to live and my mothers clothing is much better then any stuff you can buy in the stores. Plus, okay this is corny, she puts love into every single stitch. She told me to say that when I was a little kid and it's kind of second nature to me now. Kishuku's family had been having some money problems. So to spare his father from the cost of buying his five children new clothing all the time we helped out as much as we could. This bothered Kishuku, mostly because we weren't doing all to great with money either. But like I said we had enough.
Kishuku smiled at me and we walked to school together.
"My, my, my. Who have we here? Could it be? Why yes it is! The great Ryuuen and his little friend Kishuku." This was a line I had heard used by friends. Not my friends. I had none other then Kishuku.. well him and mine and his families. Everyone at school hated us. But I had heard it used by others to their friends. The only time it was used while refering to us it meant trouble. Plus I knew that voice. Turning around, I came face to face with the boy I thought it was. His name was Anthony Bruno. He was the biggest loser I'd ever met. Once he flirted with me. This was back when I had long hair (I cut it shorter a few months ago). When he found out I was a guy the insults never seemed to end. "How are you today faggot boy? Not about to trip any time soon right?"
"Oh my god Anthony. I tripped ONCE and you go on and on about for the past two weeks. Sheesh the way you talk about me it's like," I smirked "it's like you LIKE me." He paled.
"Shut up you little fag!"
"Stop calling him that Anthony." Kishuku said coldly as he glared at the other boy.
"Why? Is he paying you to stand up to me? Because he should. God knows you and your worthless family could use the money."
"I swear," I said. "If you keep this up you're going to the hospital for sure."
"Yeah right. What's a faggot gonna do. Ha! A fag and a boy who can't even afford his own lunch. Does your little boyfriend buy it for you?"
"I said to stop Anthony."
He glared and shoved me. "Yeah? What'cha gonna do about it."
"Don't touch me!" I screamed. I hated being touched. This got him going. He shoved me again smirking.
"Yeah? Why? Ha!" He pushed me again.
"Anthony.. I really recomend you stop." Kishuku tried to keep his voice calm. But Anthony didn't stop. He knew how to get to me. Nothing he said got to me. But.. I hated this and I didn't want to fight back. He pushed roughly to the ground. That was it the last straw. I was seeing red. He had kept his hands on me too long. I didn't know which of us jumped first but me and Kishuku were on Anthony before you could say "hi". I was a lot stronger then I looked and I was doing some good damage but Kishuku was more skilled in fighting then I.
Anthony started to fight back. He punched me in the nose. Luckily because of our position he didn't do much damage to it. "You little fucking faggot. Get the fuck off me."
The fight had been going on for some time before a teacher walked outside. Her eyes widened. She ran over and pulled me and Kishuku up. "And just what are you two doing to this poor boy!?"
"As childish as this may seem: he started it!" I spoke up after a moment of thought. Kishuku tried not to laugh. The teacher didn't think I was so funny.
"Up." She said to Anthony. "You three are coming with me."
"This is the fourth time this has happened with you two. Beating up on innocent students like Anthony is extremely cruel." The principal said frowning.
"That kid is far from innocent!"
"Anthony Bruno happens to be one of the best students in this school. All the teacher love him. And he's my favorite student. But that aside, I can no longer allow you two to be students in this school. I have found a school that will accept you as transfer students. I've called both of your parents' and they're making living arrangments as we speak." Of course this may not make much sense to you. But we were told that if we got into trouble again we would have to transfer. And that our parents would have to make arangements for us depending on where we were to go.
After our awefull meeting with the principal we went to my house. Kishuku knew as well as I did that it was our meeting place. My parents would explain everything and he would go home to face his father. We were currently sitting on the couch in my living room. My nose had starte to bleed again and I had a paper towel over it. I put some pressure on my bloody nose. Me and Kishuku were both coverd in little bruises and such but thankfully neither of us had any other blood then my nose. I looked around the room. My parents were staring at us with sad expressions.
"..How far are we going to be..?" Kishuku asked softly.
"A couple of hours." My mother said.
"..Oh.."
I smiled at him. "Think of it this way Kishuku. We can still visit our families and we'll be out of that stupid school!" I tried my hardest to cheer him up.
"I know.. it's just I don't want to leave."
"Mom, where exactly are we going again?" I asked.
"Callubira. It's a small town. I've never heard of it before now... oh Ryuuen.. where did we go wrong in raising you!?" My father nodded. "Have I been a bad mother."
"No mom.. I'm sorry.." I smiled sadly at her. "None of this is your fault it's just me and Kishuku being idiots." I sounded sadder then I had meant to. My nose had stopped bleeding and I ran up and embraced my mother. "..I'm so sorry.. I.. I just saw red. I didn't know what I was doing.. until.. until it had already started." I could feel the tears streaming from my eyes. Looking behind me I saw that Kishuku was also tearing up.
"You have the next two days to pack. I'm driving you on sunday." My father said. "You start school on monday." We nodded.
My mother smiled faintly. "I expect you to call me. And don't worry about money. For now we're paying for the apartment but we do expect you two to get good jobs."
We nodded. The room fell silent. Kishuku stood up and left without a word.
That night I dreamed. I dreamed of the first time me and Kishuku "saw red" as we called it. We were thirteen. And we had just about enough of this one bully. I don't remember what happened exactly but he kept on pushing me. Human touch was the most disturbing thing to me. And I hated being pushed. He was insulting us and neither of us really knew what we were doing until we had done it. In my dream he stood there. But instead of the bully's long forgotten face it was replaced with the face of Anthony Bruno. My dream suddenly had shifted. It went through all the times we had "seen red". The school only cought us on four but there were much more then that. Me and Kishuku just had short fuses I guessed.
It was sunday. We were packed and in the car driving to Callubira. "..Callubira.. where have I heard that before now..?" I had been trying to remember all weekend. Then it hit me. "Hey.. Kishuku.. do you happen to still have that modeling contest thing?" He blinked.
"Yeah.." Kishuku pulled it out of his jacket pocket and handed it to me.
"I knew it! Ya see the contest is IN Callubira! See? Now it'll be easier for you to get to it." I smiled at him and he returned it.
"Great. Now people can see how goofy I look."
I laughed. "You don't look goofy. Hey dad! Do you think that Kishuku looks goofy."
"Whatever'll makes you happy."
"See?"
"Whatever." The conversation continued like this for much of the car ride.
We finally arrived in Callubira. It was a small and lovely town. The leaves on the trees had turned and started to fall by now. Since they were everywhere they covered everything in leaves. We drove through streets of nice large houses and into streets of shitty looking apartment buildings. After awhile of searching my father finally found our building. He pulled up and went inside, instructing us to stay in the car.
"..Maybe we'll be in a good school for once.." I said to Kishuku with a large smile on my face.
"Yeah..."
"But we'll have to wait to find out." He nodded. "You're being really quiet lately.."
"..Yeah.. I guess.."
"Kishuku.." I bit my lip deciding it wasn't best to continue speaking. We stayed in silence until my father came out. He handed up each a key. And helped us bring our bags into the apartment.
Our apartment was a small two bedroom place. It had a small kitchen and smiling I saw that the furniture we had sent made it and was even set up somewhat. I checked the bedrooms and found the one with my bed. I put all my bags down except for the large one that held the stuff for my bed. Pulling out my sheet, blanket and pillow that I had stuffed in there I carefully set it all up. Then after making sure it was neat I smiled at my work and left the room. My father looked over at me. "I'm going to leave now Ryuuen." He said with a nod and walked right out the door. I sighed.
"Bye dad.." I said to the closed door then went to see what Kishuku was up to...
It was the next day. I stood in front of a large building. My new school. We were late since it took us some time to get there. There was only one person outside. I couldn't see him very well until his walked up to us. He was beautiful. I'm not just saying that either. I'm serious. He was tall and lightly muscled with elegant amber eyes, long thick eye lashes and his long brown hair was shining. He had it pulled back into a low ponytail that did it no justice. I suddenly longed to see his hair loose and flowing.
"Ah. Are you the new exchange students? Ryuuen Chou -" I nodded "and Kishuku Soh?" Kishuku smiled.
"Yeah." He said.
"Good. My name is Saihitei Soushuko. I'm here to help and show you around the school." He smiled. It was the most amazing smile I'd ever seen. Even better then Kishuku's. I couldn't help the deep blush that came to my cheeks. Saihitei didn't seem to notice but Kishuku did. He gave me a look then smiled. I smiled back. It was our way of silently speaking.
After the tour of the school and much more blushing at sexy smiles we were invited to join Saihitei and his friends at lunch. I smiled at the thought of this. "Sounds good to me." I said and ran off to find my first class. I was in history. I looked around the room blinking when I was that there was a kid that couldn't have been more then twelve or thirteen in there. He looked over to me when I entered and I earned a smile. I smiled back. Already things were looking better in this school then in my last. I sat behind a brown haired girl. After awhile she turned to a girl in the next seat over.
"Renee, what time does this class end?"
"I dunno." The girl responded.
The bell rung. The girl turned to her friend again. "Renee.. what class do I have next?"
"Lana.. you have science. Remember?"
"Oh yeah." They exchanged goofy grins and walked off.
TBC...
n.n;; I'd write more but it's late. I think this is a good first chapter! Oh and the two girls in his history class are me and my bestfriend Lana. Haha. She really does ask me those questions nearly every day.. and normally durring history. Oh and Anthony Bruno is a real kid I know and hate. I'll try and have the next chapter up soon! I promise. Oh and the next chapter will have something to do with Suzaku. you didn't think I'd leave our ol' goddy outa this didja? Oh and by the way. I think this is the longest first chapter I ever wrote! Even my novel doesn't have one this long I don't think.