Disclaimer: They're mine. The sun rises in the North and ChibiUsa is a dream come true. (In other words: NO WAY!!) Fushigi Yuugi belongs to Watase Yuu-sensei and associates.
Warning: shounen ai (implied) – (Or is it just my imagination...??? ^^v)
Notes: I don't quite know what possessed me to write this. ......Okay, okay. I do know what possessed me. *BEG* I just don't wanna admit it. For the curious: an explanation is at the end of this...fanfic.
Extra-Note: Nakago-sama no tanjoubi omedettou!!! *hearts*
( N o t ) L e t t i n g G o
by Hotaru Muraki
~ Death is but a beginning ~
N ever giving up, relentless
A lways focused, efficient
K nowing what he's doing and why
A s handsome as he's ruthless
G reat skills in many areas, highly intelligent
O bviously a force to be reckoned with
I can feel him thrusting his fist through me. Amidst all the wreckage, the burning machines and the whimpering Suzaku...twit cradling that gullible miko of mine – all I can see are his violet-grey eyes changing from an enraged purplish-blue to a more...sombre lavender hue. All I can hear is his "Why didn't you dodge...?". He seems puzzled, both of us knowing who would have won had the fight continued. Even with Seiryuu's powers sealed it would have been easy.
So, Tamahome, you are curious as to why I chose to remove myself from the living in just this spectacular way. Well... As my body starts to disappear, as I watch the unfolding scene from somewhere above, I answer. You can't hear me, of course, but that is fine with me. In fact, I prefer it that way. Being anything remotely sentimental or romantic is being weak. And I hate, I absolutely despise being weak. There are enough pathetic fools as it is anyway. Just look at that emperor of yours, Saihitei—no, 'Hotohori' you called him. But I digress. I told you many of my reasons for doing what I do: gaining power – and holding it!, becoming a god to rule over all and, most of all, getting revenge. Revenge for what was done to me and to the Hin. And no, I am not nor ever will be sorry for what I did. Neither will I ever give up what is mine, Tamahome. I told you that repeatedly during your stay in Kutoh, didn't I?
But even someone like me is bound to get tired some time. You didn't think I was still that human, now did you? I can still see your surprised expression, shock playing over your striking features as my body dissolves around you. Are you shocked that it is all over now? ......Or are you shocked that I am...gone?
Just as I turn around to go, just as that...brainless loud-mouth of a miko runs towards you – I take a last glance at you. It is then that I see it. ....and it touches the place where my heart once was supposed to have been. Unnoticed by anyone save myself, one single tear slips down your cheek. This lone drop of liquid leaves a barely discernible trail of lightly tanned skin shining out of your sooty, dirt-covered face.
............Tamahome, you really are caring for me...? Aren't you?
I can see Haku Kaen and...my mother?...already waiting for me. It is time to go. But not to let go. Never that. I turn towards them once more, then stop one last time as I think of something. I smirk. Ne, Tamahome, it's not as if we will never see each other again. So it is 'good-bye' just for the time being.
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The invisible spectre of Nakago, first and most powerful among the Seishi of Seiryuu, disappears. Only a trail of blue motes of light slowly drifting downwards marks its passage, unnoticed by those left behind.
Owari...?
Author: To be completely honest, I always thought I really unfair on the Seiryuu Seven. Only the Suzaku Seishi seem to be reborn. IMHO that's plain wrong! (Apart from the tiny detail that I absolutely adore Nakago-sama... ^^V) Soooo... *draws deep breath* Does anyone here think that is an oversight to be corrected? (This could be turned into a prologue, no da!) Should anyone meet again in this world? *winks* Or should I just shut my trap and crawl back under the rock I came from? ^.^