Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ ~Crimson Wings~ A Tale of Suzaku ❯ First Encounter ( Prologue )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Hello! This is the first FY fic that I'll post here and is the
**very** first fic of its kind. You'll see what I mean as you read
this. I don't know about you guys, but I love unique fics! I like to
write about things that no one else or very few have ever done; you'll
notice that as I submit more and more stories. It makes me more
interested in what I'm writing and hopefully gives you more
interesting things to read. Later people.^^

Disclaimer: I don't own FY or any of its bishounen. -__- It downright
sucks!

Chapter One: First Encounter

As I walked back to the palace, I tried coming up with a good story
that I would use to explain to the others where I had been. It felt
strange walking around like this; I wasn't used to seeing everything
from this perspective. It was like being in a new world, when in
reality--I had been here before. In fact, I have watched this place
longer than any man can imagine.

I was getting closer to the palace and I could feel my guilty
conscious wearing down on me for taking a victim; but I knew that I
had no choice. It wouldn't be for long, it was only for a few
days--just for a few days.

I would stay here for a little bit and after that, I would be gone and
no one would ever notice that I was even here.

It was then that I started to notice how beautiful everything looked
under the moonlight. It was unlike anything I'd ever seen before,
looking up at the moon and the stars like this. I almost wished I
could see them like this forever.

I quickly shook the notion out of my head and went back to figuring
out my excuse for my disappearance from the palace. The thought of
turning back slipped my mind, but I decided to go ahead and enter
through a side entrance. Most likely there would be just a few guards
around there.

To my relief, the palace halls were empty and I swiftly but quietly
went inside. I assumed that everyone was asleep already since there
was no one in sight.

Glad to make a quick escape into the---er...my chambers, I started my
way quietly down the halls to my room. Slowly step-by-step, I made my
way past the many bedrooms without waking anybody up. But just when I
was getting close to the last door--

"Hotohori-sama!"

Letting out a yelp of surprise, I turned around to see who it was. A
young man with blue-green hair was behind me, with his chi I
recognized him as one of the seishi.

"Y-yes?" I asked him, hoping my voice wasn't too shaky. I froze, for I
had spoken for the first time. Was that my voice?

"Do you know where Miaka is?" he asked, looking concerned.

"No, I don't," was my honest reply. He was looking for the priestess
but now that my form changed, I had lost my connection with her. "Is
she not in her bedroom?"

"No, she isn't. She probably wandered off again. When you see her,
tell her I need to talk to her about um...something."

"I will," I said, without a clue of what he was talking about. I
started to get a little nervous, like why was he looking at me like
that? Did he suspect anything?

"Really? Thank you!" Bowing his head, the seishi said. "Good night,
and good luck with the meeting tomorrow."

I stiffly bowed back to him, forgetting about the hat on my head and I
had to catch it before it fell on the floor. This was something I
definitely had to get used to. "Yes, thank you...er, good night to you
too."

He looked at me strangely for a second, but he nodded his head and
quickly turned away. The moment he disappeared, I could still hear him
as he softly mutter to himself, "He's under stress...it's just the
stress."

When Tamahome was gone, I rushed to my room and once I was inside, let
out a deep sigh of relief. I got out of that one without getting
caught, but he did notice how strange I was acting.

What's wrong with me? I thought to myself. I'm usually very
articulate.

It didn't take long for me to realize that it was because I wasn't
used to talking so much. I was one of few words, and I didn't have to
talk much to anyone. When it came to the seishi and their miko, I only
had one thing to say, and that was it--I was done speaking.

I confusedly stared at the elegant bed standing against the back wall
of the room. My first night of sleep, and I had no idea what to do.

With common sense and a bit of trial and error, I figured out how to
take off a few things, like my hat and shoes. After blowing the candle
out, I lay on the bed and stared at the canopy.

How was I going to get past the next few days without getting caught?
I was going to have to learn the ways of the mortals quick, or someone
would soon figure out that I was not really the emperor but an
imposter.

"These next few days are going to be more like a few centuries," I
muttered just before falling into a deep sleep.

*******

I am Suzaku, a god not an emperor. But I will have to learn how to be
an emperor; I will learn how to be a mortal.

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Well, that's it for now. A small introduction of the story. I hope you
like this fic. Please review and tell me what you think. Later!