Yeah I'm rewriting this one too. Fushigi: Mysterious, Yuugi: friendship.

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Ryuuka

Ryuuka looked up at the clouds. For the past few days, it's been raining like God himself left the faucet running in Heaven. Of course, Ryuuka did not believe in gods. She never had. Though she would finally start believing before the end of the day.

Tenhou, Ryuuka's small ginger cat, stalked over to her and started circling around her legs. Ryuuka smiled weakly. "How many more times do I have to tell you that I already belong to you?" She knew this wasn't true, and that Tenhou actually belonged to her. But she had always known that she had a special ability to talk to cats and understand them.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Tenhou protested. "I was just trying to be friendly! Sheesh. By the way you look kind of sad. What's wrong?"

"Why should you care?" Ryuuka replied softly. "I always have to make you happy, isn't that right? If I tell you what's on my mind, it'll just depress you. Doesn't matter anyway. You know nothing about human emotions."

Tenhou suddenly got all teary-eyed. "Our little Ryuuka's finally grown up! She's got her first crush!" Ryuuka resisted the urge to pound the computer keyboard-sized tom into a pancake.

"I am so not younger than you! Even in cat years you're only about fifteen!"

"Sixteen in a month."

"…"

"You don't care do you."

"…"

"Alright so who's the lucky guy?"

"Are you cats trained to be nosy?"

"Gee you're nice."

Ryuuka decided to ignore Tenhou. She got up and walked out the back garage door. The wind blew in her face and for a moment she wondered if she was going to get a hairdo like Yzma's from "The Emperor's New Groove" in her lab uniform.

"Hey where do you think you're going in that rain! You're gonna get soaked!" Tenhou meowed warningly.

"The library. I'm bringing an umbrella. I already left a note on the kitchen counter in case mom and dad come home early." Ryuuka grabbed a jacket and left the house. "Also no going on the tables or I'm going to &$#&$!"

"Watch yer language young lady," Tenhou said dryly.

"How'd he know about that," Ryuuka wondered to herself as she battled the flimsy umbrella that was threatening to flip inside out any minute. Her parents were on a business trip and weren't expected to be back until at least a week after. It's a wonder they let this happen when Ryuuka was only fifteen herself. She sighed and spotted another figure down the road. Ryuuka only saw a bit of blurry red but almost knew instantly who it—he—was. That was a guy from her class. Ryuuka always recognized him very easily because he almost always wore that signature red jacket of his when it was cold, and that amazingly freakily un-slouched posture.

"Yo! Senzoka!" Ryuuka shouted through the storm. They weren't that far apart, and Ryuuka could see he didn't have an umbrella. "You going to the library around that corner over there?"

"Yeah!" Senzoka replied as Ryuuka ran to catch up. She raised her umbrella slightly to let him in.

"Sheesh! You're soaked!" Ryuuka complained as the rainwater dripped onto her lilac Chinese dress, under which she wore a pair of sadly ancient-Chinese style pants and white boots. "What happened to umbrellas?"

"I left my house before it started raining."

"How many weeks ago was that?" The two had arrived at the library, so Senzoka decided to ignore Ryuuka. She always wondered why their names were so similar. At least, the last part. Hey, didn't Ayame say something similar to Kagome? "I'm going to the manga section. My mom doesn't like it, so I have to wait 'til she's not here."

"What a coincidence," Senzoka replied sarcastically. "We have so much in common."

"Gee very nice of you." Ryuuka buried her head into the Fushigi Yuugi manga volume one which she read about thirty times the past month. She always wondered why the library never had numbers three, four, five, six, eight, part two, Genbu Kaiden after volume 1, and the novels. She had read the other mangas more times than she cared to count. The second no one was looking, however, the redhead was engulfed in a bright red light only visible to her. The book dropped to the ground with a plop for the sudden absence of support.

"Ryuuka—" Senzoka started, turning to face his friend. The manga she had been reading moments before was lying open on the ground, revealing uneven, empty boxes. Senzoka suddenly knew something was wrong. He picked up the currently white book and was suddenly engulfed in the same red light as Ryuuka.

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Hello there again! I know that the book only sucks in young ladies, but this is a different case. No Senzoka is not a cross-dresser. I'm sorry if the sucking into a different world part was a bit rushed. As you can see, I didn't change a lot in this chapter. Pease R&R! Thank you!