The Wife of Four
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yugi or Sailor Moon
AN: Finally after the long wait, here comes chapter 21. Hope everyone enjoys it and please review.
Ch21
"Arigato, onii-chan," Miaka said to her brother. She smiled at him appreciatively, which immediately disappeared when she saw him poking Tamahome's cheek, who was lying on Keisuke's bed. "Onii-chan, knock it off!" she demanded, batting him away from her boyfriend. She stood protectively in front of him and sighed. "It's still amazing how you knew I was at the school before I could even call you."
"Thanks to the book," Keisuke replied.
"Ah!" Miaka screamed, causing her brother to jump up. "What are we going to do about Usagi-san?" The two siblings stared across the hallway where Usagi was sleeping in Miaka's bed.
"This isn't good," Keisuke said. He walked over to the unconscious princess and studied the blonde. "You know, she looks a lot cuter than the way she was described in the book."
"Ero-oniichan!" Miaka shouted. She punched her leering brother. "She's married to the gods of the countries, for heavens sakes." She sighed deeply and wondered, "How are the gods taking this?"
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"Usagi's gone!" Byakko shouted, "My mate, who is pregnant with my child, is gone!"
"As if it wasn't bad enough that two of our brothers are missing, now our wife has vanished as well," Genbu muttered, ignoring the frantic tiger god, who was once again, running around like a chicken who's missing a head.
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"That's not the problem we should worry about," Keisuke said, getting up. He looked at Miaka seriously and said in a grave voice, "Usagi-chan is only sixteen, right?"
" Yeah so?"
"In ancient China, it may have been acceptable for a young girl to get married and have children, but we're in modern Japan," Keisuke said. Miaka's eyes widened as she stared at the princess' stomach, which was starting to show. "It'll be bad if someone sees her and starts thinking that she's some kind a…"
"Don't finish that sentence!" Miaka demanded. She stomped over to her closet and began to look for some long dresses. "It's a good thing, that her stomach isn't showing, so maybe we could hide it with a dress." She crossed her arms over her chest and nodded her head. "And if anyone ask, we'll just tell her that she's twenty years old," she decided; she turned her head to her brother and continued, "There's a lot of people who are in their twenties and still look like teenagers, right?" Keisuke nodded his head. She smiled and said, "So if anybody asks, we'll just say that she just look young, but in reality, she's twenty."
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The next day for the Yuuki siblings was a bit hectic. Tamahome had woken up the night before, freaking about his new location. The next morning he was exploring everything around him, especially the television. He held his face close enough to the screen until his nose was squashed against the glass and his wide eyes watched with excitement at the actors performing a drama. "How did they put so many people into this box?" he wondered. Keisuke laughed and picked up the remote.
Miaka had stepped out of the kitchen with the tray of food. "Tamahome, I made you some breakfast. There's enough for onii-chan too," she said cheerfully. Both males froze as Keisuke quickly showed Tamahome the wonders of a remote control. Knowing full well that they were ignoring her to forget about the meal, Miaka screamed at them to eat.
She sighed when the two hurried to their seats and hesitantly ate the food she made. After beating up her brother every single time he slipped that Tamahome was from a book, she quickly went to her room to check on Usagi. She opened the door and saw Usagi sitting up, staring out the window with her eyes wide open. "Usagi-san, ohayo," she said.
Usagi turned to Miaka. "Ohayo," she whispered. She glanced out the window and asked, "Is this your world?"
Miaka's head tilted to the side. "Hai, how did you know?" she asked.
"Well, it has been passed down that all mikos are from another world," Usagi informed her. She looked out the window and sighed. "I didn't want to come here," she muttered, bringing her legs close to her body and hiding her face, "I felt Seiryuu's aura and without thinking, I just appeared where you were and came here."
Miaka's green eyes looked down in distress as she sat down on her bed. She bit her lower lip as she tried to figure out what to do. She clapped her hands together and said, "Usagi-san, why don't you come with us?" Usagi lifted up her head and looked confused. "Onii-chan and I was planning on taking Tamahome through Shibuya to show him around. You should come with us! You know to relax!"
"How can I when two of my husbands are gone?" Usagi asked.
Miaka just smiled softly and gave the princess a hug. "You should try. I may not know Suzaku and Seiryuu as much as you do, but what I do know is that they wouldn't want you to be so upset like this?" she whispered. She stood up and held her hand out. "Don't worry, we'll figure this out together. After all, as the saying goes, two heads are better than one."
Usagi showed her a tearful grin and took her hand. "All right, I concur," she said.
"Great!" Miaka exclaimed. She then hurried to her closet and pulled out a pale blue dress with short sleeves. The skirt ended up to the knees with black leggings to accompany it. "But if you're going to come with us, you'll need a new outfit," she said.
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The whole day was eventful to Usagi. They spent the morning walking through the shops and even played a few games where they had to roll this heavy ball down an aisle and hit the small towers down. The miko had done a wonderful job of getting all the towers down, which she learned was a good thing, and Suzaku's warrior kept getting the ball falling into this long narrow ditch, which she learned was a bad thing. When it was her turn, without even looking or any effort, Usagi just rolled the ball. She then turned around and went to sit, only to see Miaka, Tamahome, and Keisuke staring at her with wide eyes. "Nani?" she asked.
The two Tokyo natives pointed behind her. Usagi turned around and saw that she had somehow managed to get a strike, as Keisuke had told her. "How did you do that?" the older man asked, "Wait!" He grabbed another bowling ball and gave it to her. "Throw it again." Shrugging her shoulders, Usagi did what he told her to do. Everyone watched as the ball managed to keep going in a straight line down the middle of the aisle and then hitting all the pins once again. "Holy shit," Keisuke muttered. When the new pins replaced the knocked down ones, he handed her another, which caused the same thing to happen.
Within ten minutes, their bowling alley was covered by a sea of people, who were planning to play, only to be watching in complete shock and awe as Keisuke would continue to hand Usagi the bowling ball. The scoring board began to fill up with X's as they were puzzled by Usagi's nonchalant look on her face as she randomly threw the ball down in routine. Getting annoyed with her brother and the crowd, Miaka pulled Keisuke by the ear, telling him to stop bothering the princess. Quickly grabbing the hands of the foreigners, she rushed them out into the streets towards a nearby fast food restaurant.
As Keisuke followed them, he noticed something very peculiar. Miaka was walking sandwiched between Usagi and Tamahome and trailing behind her was her shadow, which was nothing strange. But what got to him was that while Usagi has a shadow following her as well, Tamahome has none.
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On the second floor of a eating area, Miaka sat the two down, sitting next to Tamahome and across from Usagi. She leaned forward with her eyes sparkling with curiousity. "Ne, Usagi-san, how come you kept getting strikes, no matter where you threw the ball?" she asked.
Usagi shrugged her shoulders. "Ever since I was little, I was told I was like the child of the gods, which makes me so lucky because the gods love me so much(1)," she replied, "Suzau once told me that him and the other three gods had been waiting for me all their lives. They knew everything about me, every last detail, all that was missing was that I wasn't born yet." She rested her chin on her upright arm and stared out the window. "I wonder how my warriors are doing."
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"Haruka, for heavens' sakes, stop being so obstinate," Michiru demanded. She placed both hands on her hips with her right foot tapping impatiently on the floor.
"I am NOT moving from my spot until Koneko-chan comes back," Haruka shouted. Her arms and legs were folded in the middle of the floor of the room Usagi had lived in as a child.
"Haruka-papa, being stubborn like that, won't bring Usagi-hime back sooner," Hotaru said. She knelt down to the floor and stared at her curiously with wide purple eyes.
Setsuna rolled her eyes. "Honestly, Haruka, you're acting like a child," she said. She looked at her staff and said, "Usagi-hime will come back. These things just take time."
Haruka glared at the empress, who didn't look at all threatened. "Well, if SHE haven't lost Koneko-chan then this wouldn't have happened," she snapped, "Koneko-chan would still be here and we would be on our way home."
"Don't you start blaming the empress for something that's not her fault," Michiru scolded.
Haruka pouted, "But…"
"But nothing," Michiru interrupted, "You know very well how willful our princess can be. At times she can rival your stubbornness."
"But…"
"No!" Michiru yelled, "You knew based on her history of sneaking out to help others, despite the scolding and being quarantined in her room, nothing manages to stop her."
"But…"
"If she decided to leave and her minds focused on that only, that's what she'll do," Michiru continued.
"But…"
"Stop with the 'but's'," Michiru exclaimed.
Haruka cowered in fear of her lover's wrath as she quickly said, "Yes, dear."
Hotaru giggled as she leaned over to Setsuna and whispered, "Michiu-mama's got Haruka-papa whipped."
"I wonder what the inner senshis are doing," Setsuna said, looking out the window.
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"Man, I'm so bored, "Minako whined. She laid down on the grass and stared at the sky darkening from the smoke from the war. "Why are we here and not out there fighting the war?"
"Don't know why you're complaining," Rei said, "I, for one, am enjoying my time off of babysitting those babies."
"Those 'babies' are the seishis of Suzaku-sama," Ami reasoned out, "And Usagi-chan doesn't want anything to happen to her beloved country, you know that."
"I think we should focus more finding a way to get to Usagi-chan," Makoto suggested. She looked around at the palace walls, shielding the large castle from the rest of the world. "If those Kotou soldiers come and attack civilians, I'm going in, orders or no orders. Don't care much about the Suzaku seishi, but harming innocent people who has no way to protect themselves is just wrong."
While the other three agreed, there was nothing they could do. The minute Usagi had vanished in the blue beam of light, Genbu had sent a message to tell them all to stay in the palace and await orders, while in the background they could hear Byakko still going on about his mate being missing. Katsuya, Katsura, and Sakura had been sent back to the heavens, which would be much safer than in the mortal realm where anything could happen to them. All they could do is wait, wait until they could find some way to get to where their princess is located.
(1) That scene with Usagi in the bowling alley, continually getting strikes and then responding how she was viewed as a child of the gods is one that I got from Tsubasa Chronicles by CLAMP where Sakura would constantly get 6's on two dice and win the prizes.