Something worth leaving behind Chapter 2: Nuriko, a fushigi yuugi fanfic

Something worth leaving behind

Chapter two: Nuriko

A/N: Welcome, welcome! This is yet another resurrection fic- but done WAAAAY BETTER! Lots of angst, sap, bashing, drama, and ACTION! Yeah! kay...pairings... Nuriko/Nakago, Nuriko/Hotohori and Miaka/Tamahome(Taka) WHEW!

Disclaimer: No, I do not own FY. Nor do I own any songs in this chapter. They go to Leann Womack and Trapt.

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"Oh my god!" Miaka screamed, bouncing in her third-row, center-stage seat. "I cant believe we're here!"

Taka chuckled, "For Suzaku's sake, Miaka! This is Nuriko we're talking about! He'd personally sing for you if you asked him."

She stared at him, her mouth half-open. "Really!" Her high-pitched shriek set off Genrou, who was sitting on the other side, and his loud-mouthed obsenities had mothers in the back clasping their hands over their children's ears.

"Sai? Are you alright, no da?" Houjun asked quietly, leaning forward so he could look into the other's face. "Sai!" He cried softly, grabbing the ex-emperor's shoulders, shaking him lightly.

"Sai?" Myojuan half-rose from his seat at the end of the aisle, Dokun making room for him by scooting farther back in his seat, his childish eyes wide. "Chichiri? Is he all right?"

Houjun opened his mouth to answer, but at that exact moment the lights flashed off, sending the entire stadium into pitch black darkness. A single spotlight of light white came to life, illuminating a figure dressed in a light purple kimono. The fans went wild as a soft piano began to play, and the singer brought the microphone to her lips.

"Nuriko." Sai's quiet voice cut through them all, easily heard above the roaring crowd. Houjun gave the other a small smile and retook his seat.

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Ayuru sat to the right of the stage, front row, away from the roaring crowd. His hands were crossed and his blonde hair was pulled back away from his face as he smiled, watching Ryuuen fool all of his adoring fans into believing he was, indeed, a woman. The man could see why too, with the length of Ryuuen's hair, his fair skin, his shapely body. Yes, he could pass for a woman, very well in fact.

A voice caught his attention as it roared above the others, a familiar accented voice, that he would recognize anywhere. She ruined his life, after all. "WHHHOOOO! GO KOURIN!"

Miaka Yuki was here. That meant...Sure enough, there was the emperor, his eyes glued to the swaying, singing Ryuuen, adoration and love reflected in those amber depths. Ayuru cursed under his breath, this wasnt good. He couldnt have them mess up his plans, especially after all his hard work to make Ryuuen believe him earlier. No! They were not going to ruin it now! He was going to get what he wanted! And Nakago always got what he wanted.

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"Is this really Little Nuri?" Myojuan asked, his eyes sparkling with unshed tears, "I never knew he carried such a voice."

"Neither did I!" Doukun bounced in his seat, "His vocals are absolutely astounding!"

Houjun interupted then, "Quiet, no da! We are down to the last two songs, na no da!"

Sai leaned forward a bit, teeth biting at his lower lip. "Show us you remember, Nuriko..."

The next song took them all by surprise.

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"Circling your, circling your, circling your head,
Contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now I'm out
See you later
I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, Inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that's over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide

Conclusions manifest, your first impressions got to be your very best
I see you're full of $#!T, and that's alright
That's how you play, I guess you'll get through every night
Well now that's over
I see your fantasy, you want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, inside of our heads (yeah) Well now that's over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hide

I know, I know all about x3
I know, I know all about your motives inside, and your decision to hide

Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong we're Headstrong
Back off I'll take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I can't give everything away
I won't give everything away..." Sai felt tears trail down his face, and he knew the others around him weren't doing much better. Nuriko's voice rang in all of their heads then, over and over, proclaiming, over and over, how he couldn't be killed, how he wouldn't leave until he made absolutely sure Miaka was safe... He swallowed the lump forming in his throat as the band kicked it up once more... 0-0-0-0 The cue for the final song came, and went. Fans began to whisper amongst themselves, confused as to why their rolemodel was simply standing there her eyes wider than normal, lips half-parted. "Excuse me." She murmurred, turning to discuss something in hushed tones to her band. In a minute, another tune was quickly taken up, and Kourin walked back to center stage.

"I am sorry, ladies and gentleman. I wrote another new song last night, besides the earlier one, 'Headstrong' and I simply cant resist ending the concert here tonight with the last of them. I titled it, 'I hope you dance' which I wrote for a few friends of mine. Thank you."

The seishi tensed, was he talking about them...? There was only one way to know for sure.

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Ayuru slammed his hand down on the armrest, pale blue eyes spewing fire. "You witch!" He cursed, turning to pin the singer on the stage with a frigid glare. Ryuuen would pay...Oh would he pay.

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Kourin's eyes sparkled as she brought the mike to her mouth, and began to sing. "I hope you never lose your sense of wonder,
You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger,
May you never take one single breath for granted,
God forbid love ever leave you empty handed,
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance...i hope you dance.

I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance,
Never settle for the path of least resistance
Livin' might mean takin' chances but they're worth takin',
Lovin' might be a mistake but it's worth makin',
Don't let some hell bent heart leave you bitter,
When you come close to sellin' out reconsider,
Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

I hope you dance...i hope you dance.
I hope you dance...i hope you dance.
(time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along,
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone.)

I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean,
Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens,
Promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance,
And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance.

Dance...i hope you dance.
I hope you dance...i hope you dance.
I hope you dance...i hope you dance..
(time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along
Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder where those years have gone..." 0-0-0-0 Miaka knew it was coming, she knew it in the deepest, darkest, farthest corner of her mind, but she would never have been able to stop it. Saihitei jumped to his feet, "NURIKO!" 0-0-0-0 Ryuuen's breath caught in his throat as he locked eyes with the fan who had stood and screamed a name he had only been called in his dreams. He had a second to realize this was the same person he referred to as Hotohori...Before his world went black and Cho Ryuuen collapsed on the stage. 0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0-0 DUNDUNDUN! See that little button on the bottom left hand corner of your screen, the one that says 'submit review'? Ya do? GOOD! NOW CLICK IT AND REVIEW!