Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ A Story Retold ❯ Chapter 18

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]
Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yugi. The original story and
characters belong to Yu Watase. Any characters that did not appear in
the original story are my own creation.

Warnings: The story picks up shortly after the episode 52 of the
Fushigi Yugi series. If you haven't seen all of the series not only
will the story probably leave you confused, but it contains some
major spoilers as well. This story has nothing to do with the OVA.

Chapter Summary: Suzaku and Seiryu have been summoned. The battle
lines are drawn. But Nakago still has one more card left to play.
(Another cliffhanger chapter, sorry.)

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A Story Retold: Chapter 18
By Katrina Kadabra

The battle between the Suzaku and Seiryu warriors raged wildly.
Though the Suzaku were protected by Miaka's barrier, the Seiryu
proved their strength to be immensely superior.

"Rekka Shinen!" At Tasuki's call, a streak of flame burst through the
battle line, giving Suboshi a nasty burn on the shoulder.

"Why, you..." Suboshi hissed and he hurled his weapon towards Tasuki.
Like Nakago's sword, it bounced off Tasuki's barrier. Tasuki laughed
at the attempt, which only angered Suboshi more and he lunged at
Tasuki again, each blow weakening his barrier a little bit more. Yui
was still sitting at Miaka's side as she watched the scene in horror.

"Suboshi, stop it!" she cried out. Nuriko stepped in front her.

"Don't bother calling out to them," he said. "You just make sure you
and Miaka are safe." Yui nodded to satisfy Nuriko, but inside her she
was deeply worried. There was still someone else she needed to
protect. Yuiren. Her daughter had not reappeared since she saw her in
the ceremony. Where was she, and was she safe?

Meanwhile Nakago and Tamahome were still locked in their vicious
battle. One fought to revenge a life of misery, the other to protect
the one he loved. Blows flew like lightning form one side to the
other; no normal human could have followed them.

But as the battle continued, something caught Nakago's attention.
From the corner of his eye, he saw a purple light forming. Out of the
light stepped a small child of about five with blue eyes and light
brown hair. Her dress was light blue, and a large sash was tied
snugly around her waist. Small bells adorned her shoes and hair. But
most prominent about her was the bright purple symbol on her
forehead.

"Yuiren!" Yui called out. Upon hearing her name, the child looked to
see where it was coming from. Nakago smiled and turned to his
opponent.

"Forgive me, Tamahome," he said. "But I will have to settle this
quarrel with you another time." With that, he vanished again.
Tamahome did not have to think twice to guess where he would be.

"Miaka! Yui! Watch it!" Nuriko tensed, ready to fight. But to both
his and Tamahome's shock, their assumption of Nakago's target was
incorrect.

"Yuiren!" Yui screamed. Nakago stood in the middle of the
battlefield, gripping the small child's neck with one arm. Yuiren
grasped his wrist, struggling to keep herself from suffocating.

"Call off the battle now!" Nakago ordered confidently. Tamahome
scowled.

"Everyone!" he cried. "Everyone, stop now!" At once, all movement in
the area ceased. Both the Suzaku and Seiryu warriors stopped their
assaults on each other and all turned their focus towards the center
of the field and Nakago. Seeing the battle drawn to a temporary stop,
Yui took the chance and ran up to Nakago and Yuiren.

"Let her go," she pleaded. "She doesn't have anything to do with
this. So please let her go."
"She has everything to do with this," Nakago answered. "Correct me if
I'm wrong, but this little girl is what allowed you to summon Seiryu.
Am I right, Lady Yui?" Yui was shocked and somewhat frightened at
Nakago's ability to read the situation so perfectly. But she would
not let herself give into him. She began to open her mouth.

"Let the word 'kaijin' leave your lips," Nakago threatened. "And I
swear, she will be dead before you utter another syllable." Yui was
silent. As she started to close her mouth, she could feel herself
getting ready to weep again. She tried to resist it; she didn't want
to show a tear in front of Nakago. She would not give him the
pleasure of seeing her cry. She only lowered her head so that Nakago
could not see her eyes.

"What do you want?" she asked solemnly. Nakago smiled.

"That a girl," he said. "Actually, Tomo has something for you." He
motioned with his hand and Tomo approached them. From a pouch tied
around his waist, he drew forth a small herb. The bit was tiny, he
could have held five more pieces like it just in his sharp
fingertips. He held it out for Yui to see. She stared long and hard
at it, but did not say anything. Slowly she held out her hand and
allowed Tomo to place the fragment in her palm.

"T-this is koudoku, isn't it?" she asked fearfully.

"Take it," Nakago ordered, refusing to answer her question. "Then I
will release your daughter." He tightened his grip on Yuiren just to
assert his sincerity. The girl cried out in pain. Tamahome watched
the scene, unknowing what to do. He didn't dare to move, for fear of
what Nakago might do. But if Yui went through with Nakago's order,
who knew what would happen?

"Yui, don't listen to him!" he cried out. "He doesn't have to
manipulate you!"

"You keep quiet," Nakago ordered. With a blast of his life force, he
sent Tamahome flying backwards. Tamahome landed with little harm done
to him, but the situation still remained the same.

Yui tilted back her head and opened her mouth. Delicately, she placed
the koudoku on her tongue. Nakago watched her every move like a hawk.
There would be no deceiving him. He would be sure she consumed the
potion entirely. Yui slowly closed her lips, shut her eyes, and
swallowed hard. When she opened them again, the world around her
seemed to be spinning and she found it hard to stand up straight. The
bright reflection in her eyes was gone.

Confident, Nakago unleashed his grip on Yuiren, who fell to the
ground. Quickly, the girl stood up and scampered over to her mother.
But Yui had already collapsed on the grass. Yuiren knelt down and
rubbed Yui's face in an attempt to arose her. It seemed to work as
Yui slowly opened her eyes. Her strength was gone, but she could
still faintly make out her daughter's face in front of her.

"Yuiren," she said weakly. "I'm glad... you're safe." With that, Yui
passed out. Nakago reached down and scooped her limp body up in arms.
He then mounted his horse and signaled for the other warriors to
follow. Nuriko had to rush in and grab Yuiren so the child would not
be trampled by the stampeding hooves. The Suzaku warriors could do
nothing but watch as Nakago as his warriors disappeared over the
horizon.

"What do we do now?" Chiriko asked.

"Simple enough," answered Tamahome. "We follow them." As he was
speaking, Miaka began to stir. Tamahome rushed to her side.

"Miaka, are you okay?" he asked. Miaka sat up, rubbing her eyes.

"Fine," she answered. "But where's Yui?" For a moment, Tamahome did
not answer her. He didn't want to tell her he had failed to protect
her friend. But the silence only upset Miaka more.

"Where's Yui?" she asked again, more forcefully.

"Nakago took her," Tamahome explained. "But don't worry, Miaka. I
promise you we'll get her back."