Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Blue Light ❯ Chapter 4

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Chapter Four:

A beam of sunlight filtered in through the curtains and Yui wrinkled her nose in irritation. She opened her eyes, blinking away sleep. She stifled a yawn, a smile on her face.

Her head was still pillowed against Suboshi's naked chest. Pressing her nose against his chest, she inhaled his scent. He was fresh and musky, like the outdoors. Wrapping her arms more tightly around him, she looked up at his face.

He was still asleep, their passionate lovemaking having exhausted him. The beautiful sapphire eyes she loved to gaze into were closed in blissful slumber. His sandy blonde hair was mussed, even more than usual.

Reaching out, she placed a gentle hand to his cheek. He sighed, but continued sleeping. His skin was so soft, like an infant's. Rising up, she bent down and placed a loving kiss to his lips. He whispered her name, but continued to sleep.

She smiled, her heart feeling as if it would overflow with love for this man. He had been through so much in his short life. His parents dead; his brother nearly so.

Yui never forgot what Suboshi did to Tamahome. How could she? Not when she saw him nearly everyday. It was a mark of the kind of man that Tamahome was that kept him from killing Suboshi. When the young Seiryuu Shichiseishi was injured after his attack on Tamahome and Miaka, Suzaku's miko and seishi had been nothing but supportive.

She remembered that day, as if it were yesterday. How Suboshi had been laying on the concrete ground of the plaza, dying. His ryuuseisui had impaled him, after a failed attack against Tamahome. She had feared he would die. Nothing seemed important at that moment. Not Nakago, not even her vengeance against Miaka. The only thing of importance was Suboshi.

He had recovered, but at a price. His right lung had to be removed, as the ryuuseisui had torn a hole in the middle of it. The preceding months had been hard on Suboshi. His body had to gradually grow accustomed to only using one lung for oxygen.

There had been a couple of tense moments, when Suboshi had a few anxiety attacks. Yui had been a nervous wreck, waiting in the hospital waiting room. By that time, her parents had begun to warm to the young man. They had also waited with Yui for news of the young man's condition.

Things went well soon afterwards. Mr. and Mrs. Hongou had gotten used to Suboshi's presence in their home. In fact, Mr. Hongou had become a sort of father figure for the young seishi. Suboshi was loath to do anything that would make Akira Hongou upset. In a way, Suboshi had attained the very same thing his brother had. A family.

Thoughts of Amiboshi continued to fill the minds of all who knew him. Especially his younger sibling. Suboshi would find himself staring at nothing, his mind far away, thinking of his twin.

Yui thought of Amiboshi now. She remembered conversations with Suboshi about his brother. How the younger twin had fought and killed Tomo, saving his older brother. She smiled, thinking of his self-sacrifice. He had given up his brother, so Amiboshi could be safe and happy with that unknown Sairou couple.

That was the kind of man that Yui knew and feel in love with. His heart, when given, never went halfway. Suboshi did everything with a full heart. Which was part of the problem, she supposed. Listening to Nakago, whereas he should have listened to his own heart, Suboshi had committed a horrendous crime. He had attacked and killed a helpless old man and four children.

No one knew just how much he regretted that action more than Yui. Every time Suboshi looked at Tamahome, she could see the pain and suffering in his eyes at his actions. She remembered him telling her that just before his weapon pierced his chest, he had seen the ghosts of that dead family.

She shuddered, remembering the look on his face. It was the look of one who has experienced utter despair. He had truly believed that the only way to atone for is crimes had been in death. She was just thankful it had not come about that way.

Shaking her head, she brushed a stray lock of his hair from his face. Looking at the digital clock on the nightstand, she gave him one last kiss on the lips. He sighed, but continued to sleep. Smiling, she untangled herself from the covers and slipped out of bed. It would not go well if her parents found her in his bed.

Gathering her nightgown, she put it on and slipped out of his room. She frowned, listening. There was something in the apartment with them. Thinking it to be her parents, she moved cautiously through the house. Turning a corner, her back against the wall, Yui peered in the living room. What she saw nearly made her heart stop.

What she saw was far more frightening than seeing her parents come home early. In the center of the room, a ball of intense blue light filled the small area. Within the ball, a figure stood. Yui gasped, her whole body shaking. She had only seen that figure once before. During the summoning ceremony.

Seiryuu-seikun stood in the center of the blue ball of light, his blue eyes cold and icy. They traveled around the entire room, finally coming to rest upon Yui. Nothing was said as God and Miko stared at one another. Raising a hand, the God beckoned, once.

Trembling with fear, Yui hesitated. Seiryuu had nearly devoured her in their last encounter. If not for Miaka's wish, she would be dead right now. Swallowing, Yui slowly crept into the room. She stood a few feet away, her legs already feeling quivery. She wanted to go back into Suboshi's room. Hold him close to her.

Standing in the center of the light, Seiryuu-seikun waved his hand. The ball of light disappeared, as if it had never exited. He stood majestically, his light blue hair falling around his shoulders. For the first time since his arrival, he smiled at his miko.

Yui was instantly put at ease by that smile. He obviously wasn't angry with her. She had feared that. Seeing him here, so soon after her intimacy with Suboshi, had unnerved her. Her first thought was that he was here to take Suboshi away. She would die if he did; if anyone took him from her.

She bowed like a good hostess, indicating for him to have a seat. He continued to smile, shaking his head once. She frowned, watching him closely.

"Yui."

That one word seemed to shake her out her awe and discontent. She stared into his eyes, suddenly fearful again.

He smiled, walking over to her. His hands rested on her shoulders, his eyes staring into hers. "Yui. I am not disappointed in you. I will not hurt you or my seishi. I have come for a two-fold purpose."

Yui blushed, looking down. It was true, she was afraid. He had never really done her harm, but still she was afraid. "Gomen nasai, Seiryuu- sama. I didn't mean…"

"Hush. No more words of that, my child." Seiryuu lifted her chin with his hand, his eyes staring into hers. "I am proud of you. You have exceeded my expectations beyond measure. Despite Nakago's interference, you have persevered. I know it has not been easy for you."

"I…arigatou, Seiryuu-sama." Yui felt herself blush even more at his praise. She had always thought the god of war would be cold and unfeeling. He certainly portrayed that in his exterior appearance. But He had a kind heart.

Suddenly his eyes grew cold and he gripped her shoulders tightly. She stifled a cry, her eyes widening in shock. His hands lid over the nightgown she wore and with one quick jerk let the flimsy garment pool at her feet.

Yui's eyes widened and she tried to hide herself, but his hands stilled her movements. She closed her eyes, her teeth grinding together. She would not flinch.

Tilting his head to the side, he placed a firm hand on her abdomen. She gasped, feeling something stir. He smiled, nodding. "Soon, my miko. Soon your child will save Kutou, just as his mother and father did before him."

"Ch…Child?!" Yui stared at him in alarm. She couldn't be pregnant! They'd only been together once…

"Once is all it takes, my child. But do not fear. This, like your arrival in Kutou, has been preordained. I have a task for you and my seishi." Seiryuu removed his hand from her stomach, her nightgown flowing onto her once more.

She wrapped the gown around her body protectively, staring at him in wonder. "What do you require, Seiryuu-sama?"

Seiryuu smiled once more, but held his finger up for silence. A crash could be heard just beyond the doors of the living room. A figure stumbled in, clad only in a pair of sleeping trousers.

Suboshi stared, shivering. He came to his feet, determined to protect Yui at all costs. His ryuuseisui surrounded his form as he advanced. "I won't let you take her…"

He stopped, his words cut off before he could finish. The look on his God's face was enough to make any cringe in fear. He bravely kept his stance, his weapon swirling around him almost defiantly.

Chuckling, Seiryuu clapped his hands once and the weapon fell to the floor. "I am pleased to see you still are devoted to my miko, Suboshi. But you need not fear my…devouring her again." His eyes twinkled, his lips quirking in suppressed mirth. "However, I have a task for you and my miko."

"Task?" Suboshi frowned, coming up behind Yi and putting his arm around her. She leaned into him gratefully, her eyes still riveted to Seiryuu- seikun.

"Hai. A mortal of great ambition by the name of Tenkou has sought to take over our realm, mine and my brothers." Seiryuu began, his hand outspread before him. A ball of light appeared, figures moved within. "Each of us must all upon our miko's and a celestial warrior to stop him. We cannot interfere. Not at this time, at least."

Yui's eyes widened. All of the gods were getting into this?! "That means that Miaka will too!"

Seiryuu nodded. "Hai. And the celestial warrior Tamahome. I have chosen you, Suboshi. You must guard my miko well. Protect her as you have done in the past. Once all the miko's have gathered, you must summon us. Only then can my brothers' and I defeat Tenkou."

"But…" Suboshi frowned, then blushed crimson. "What about…uh…"

"Yes, my seishi?" Seiryuu smirked. He knew full well what Suboshi was asking. He enjoyed tormenting his people immensely.

"Uhm…well…what about…uh…" The young seishi couldn't go through with it and hung his head.

Yui caught on quickly to what Suboshi was trying to say. She grinned, turning to Seiryuu as she squeezed Suboshi's hand. "I thought I had to be a virgin to summon you, Seiryuu-sama?"

"You do, my child. But you've already summoned me, haven't you?" Seiryuu countered, grinning impishly at the two. "Just because you are no longer a virgin does not stop your duties to me as my miko. You still have my power within you. Use it wisely."

"Hai, Seiryuu-sama! I shall, I promise!" Yui brightened a bit, thankful Seiryuu wasn't going to try and separate her and her love.

"One other thing. There are three seishi left living. Two belong to my brother, Suzaku. The last is mine. You must find them. They will aide you in your quest for the other miko's and seishi. Remember, you must act quickly or all will be lost. Farewell." Seiryuu bowed to them once, his eyes bright. He knew Suboshi knew nothing of Yui's condition. It would be amusing to watch his reaction when he found out.

Blue light once again surrounded the God. In a flash, which made Yui and Suboshi turn their heads or risk blindness, he was gone.

* * *

As soon as Seiryuu was gone, Yui called Miaka. Suzaku no Miko answered the phone with her usual exuberance. Yui had grinned, pleased to note that at least her friend hadn't lost her humor. The two miko's talked excitedly to one another, describing their respective encounters.

"…and then he kissed me!" Miaka gushed, as Tamahome could be heard grumbling in the background.

"He did WHAT?!" Yui stared at the phone as if it had grown a head.

"He kissed me! On the cheek!" Miaka giggled. "He's such a sweetie!"

Yui rolled her eyes, but grinned. "Okay. Whatever. What did he tell you?"

"Uhm…*crunch* something about *munch* some guy trying to take over…*munch*"

"Oi, Miaka! Can you stop eating for a minute and concentrate?!" Yui glared at the phone in exasperation.

"Oh. Gomen." Miaka swallowed, the continued. "He said some guy named Tendo…Vento…"

"Tenkou."

"Yeah! That's it! Said this Tenkou was trying to kill him and his brothers. But since Tenkou was a demon, him and his brothers couldn't touch him without assistance. Us."

Yui blinked. It seemed Seiryuu had neglected to inform her of that. The crafty bastard.

"Okay. So that means…what? We have to go back in the book and search for the other two miko's?" Miaka sighed heavily. "I don't want you going back there, Yui-chan."

Yui ignored her friend's remark. "I think we all need to get together to discuss this. The park in fifteen minutes. Bring Keisuke and we'll bring Tetsuya."

"But I haven't finished supper yet!"

"MIAKA!!!"

"Oh, all right. See you in a few Yui-chan!"

Yui shook her e had as she hung up. She smiled as she turned to Suboshi. "Okay. Let's get dressed and go pickup Tetsuya. We have a lot to discuss."

Nodding, Suboshi followed her wordlessly, detouring to his room. Dressing in a green button down shirt and jeans, he waited for her in the hallway. Yui emerged moments later, dressed in a knee length violet dress. Smiling, she linked her arm in his and the two left for the park.