Chapter 2
"Miss?" Someone shook Usagi awake. "Miss, are you alright?" The voice asked. She focused on the person in front of her. It was a woman that looked like... Nuriko?
"Houki?!" She asked.
"Yes, do I know you?" She asked politely.
"Yeah, its me your highness. Its Usagi of Suzaku!" Houki looked at her confused.
"Miss do you have amnesia? Are you sure you're all right? I don't believe I have ever seen you in my life."
Usagi stared at her. "Houki... Is this some kind of joke? How do you not know me?! The last time we were here we saved this world!" She exclaimed upset. What was going on? She thought.
Houki tilted her head puzzled. A voice called out from behind her.
"Houki! What are you doing this far away from the palace?" A man asked her. He gasped for breath. "You..." He said looking at Usagi. He instantly fell to his knees and praised her.
"Jiro, you do not need to praise me here in the daylight where everyone can see you." Houki pleaded.
"But I must. For standing in front of you is a priestess of Suzaku. She saved this world from total domination of the Seriyu warriors!" He explained. Houki looked Usagi up and down and then pointed.
"Her? She is a Suzaku priestess?" Usagi felt a little offended. "Yes, she may wear weird clothes but how can we be sure that this person here is a Suzaku priestess?" She asked.
Jiro jumped up from his current position and smacked her over the head. "Don't be so rude! Welcome your guest! She has come to save us again!" Houki rubbed the back of her head and looked at Usagi.
"But..." She jumbled around Usagi, poking her in the stomach, messing with her hair and looking between her legs. "Is she human?" She asked.
"Houki!" Usagi yelled. She jumped away from the girl.
"Highness!" Jiro hit her over the head several times. "Where are your manners?!" He complained. He turned around to Usagi and bowed. "Please excuse her, this isn't the lady Houki you believe it to be. This is actually her granddaughter." He explained. Usagi laughed and waved her hand.
"Oh no problem at all! Its fi- GRANDDAUGHTER?!?!?!?!"
"Yes, this is lady Houki's granddaughter. King Boushin's daughter."
Usagi's eyes popped out of her head. She went into a swirly whirlpool of thought. 'So if this is Houki's granddaughter, how many years have passed?! Twenty? Thirty?! How can this be? It's not possible! We haven't been gone that long! Have we? Was Prince Boushin even born when we left?' Sudden movement in the corner of her eye interrupted her thoughts. She grabbed Houki and jumped just in time to dodge several arrows aimed at them and the only thing they hit was Usagi's cell phone.
Yume awoke, dizzy and with a throbbing headache. She walked out of her room to find her room wasn't really her room. And she wasn't really in her house. She was in a palace. A huge palace that didn't look familiar. She wondered around, falling and tripping every once in a while. She made her way to the shrine room to find that it wasn't Suzaku's shrine. It was Seriyu's and she was actually in the room with no problems what so ever. She wasn't forced out. What did it mean?
"Um, excuse me... Priestess?" A voice from behind her asked. She twirled around to find a guy that looked exactly like a boshi twin except with blackish brownish hair. This one had natural streaks of gold. Yume's jaw dropped. This hot guy just suddenly walked to her and placed his forehead against hers. "You seem feverish, are you alright?" He asked. He placed his hand on her forehead, removing his forehead from hers first.
"Uh..." Yume was at a loss for words, she was too stunned by the hotness of the guy she had just met. She regained her current state quickly though. She shook her head and turned away. 'What am I doing? I like Tasuki! Tasuki!' She shook her head over and over.
"Priestess?" He asked again. She realized what she was doing and stood.
"Um, who are you?" She asked.
"Me? I am Amiboshi, Lord Nakago sent me to check on you."
"You're Amiboshi?" She asked. She strictly remembered him having greenish hair but it didn't matter. He was hot! 'No! No! Tasuki!'
"Are you alright? I mean I know that you don't know you come from a different world, but still, you are acting a little strange." He looked Yume in the eyes and she blushed trying to look away.
"Ah... I'm fine. Don't worry about me. Where am I?"
"You are in the Qu-Dong Empire." He explained.
"Qu-Dong?! Why am I here?!"
"Your here to help us right? You can because you knew that we needed help? Our empire is about to crumble and Hong-Nan found their new priestess!"
"Huh? New priestess?" She asked. She realized they were in the book but who else was in the book with her that could have been the Suzaku Priestess? It couldn't be Usagi... Could it?
"What do we do? We lost contact with her!" Izumi said panicking. Tasuki started running around screaming his head off in the background. Izumi got annoyed and finally chased after him. She pinned him to the ground and lifted her fist in his face. "We are not going to panic, alright?!" She exclaimed. Tasuki nodded and Izumi got up off him. Tasuki sat up.
"So what do we do?" He asked. Izumi was deep in thought. For a minute she sat there thinking until finally something went off in her head.
"Oh!"
"What, you got an idea?" He asked hopefully.
"No! I forgot that my show is on! I'm going to miss it all!" She ran into the other room and Tasuki fell to the ground in defeat.
It was about ten minutes later when Izumi reemerged to find Tasuki on the ground asleep. She smiled and ran to get a blanket and pillow. She didn't want to wake him up or disturb him so she lifted his head gently putting the pillow under. Afterwards, she unfolded the blanket and placed it over him. He balled himself up and turned on his back. He looked like an innocent child the way he slept and all Izumi could do was giggle. She went and got her cordless phone and sat in on a couch. She called up Yume's first knowing her mom would be pissed if she called late.
Her mom picked up on the 4th ring. "Hello?" She asked.
"Hi, is Yume there?" Izumi asked.
"I'm sorry, I think she went out. She's not in her room."
"Oh, okay, thank you." Izumi hung up. 'Yume and Usagi are gone? This is bad...' She thought. She called Aoi and of course she picked up on the 2nd ring.
"Hello?"
"Hi."
"Hi..."
"Have you talked to Usagi or Yume today?"
"Nope. I thought you were talking to Usagi earlier."
"I was but we got cut off. She was telling me the Book of Four Gods was back or something and then she got cut off."
"Its back?!" Aoi exclaimed.
"Yeah... It is."
"Well were the characters sucked back in? Is Tasuki still there?!" Aoi panicked.
"Yes, he's still here. He's sleeping on my floor like a little child. Its so cute!" Izumi chirped.
"Well don't you think your mom will find it a little weird that he's sleeping on your floor instead of your second room that is now his?" She asked.
"I don't have to worry about that, she's not going to be back home until 9:00 tonight."
"Hm... How are you getting to the game tonight then?"
"Heh heh... I was going to go with my cousin..."
"..." It was silent on the other line. Izumi walked into her room.
"Yes, I know she's a little worse than me but still."
"A little? She scares the crap out of me! Although you do as well, but that's not the point!"
"I know I know, keep your voice down please." Izumi begged. She was on her bed looking around at her galaxy-decorated room. It had a mix of stars and moons and constellations.
"Well we have to figure out what happened with Usagi and Yume. I'll call the others to see what's going on. Go get ready for the game and write another story while you're at it! Please?" She asked. Izumi laughed.
"Okay, I'll see if I can. I still have to eat you know."
"Fine. Bye bye!" She said happily getting off the phone. Izumi smiled at the phone and looked at her computer in the corner of her room. She sighed.
"Must I really write another chapter? Another story?" She got up out of bed almost tripping over Tasuki and got dressed. Once she was dressed, she looked down at Tasuki. "So they're fighting over you huh?" She nudged him in the cheek. "I have a bad feeling about this." She predicted. Izumi had no Idea how great of a feeling that was. For in a book that refused to be seen, another story began. A story that could tear all of them apart, with no real effort.
TO BE CONTINUED
