Pedophile

By: Panchan

A/N: Umm… this one is rather… well, in the words of my friend B-chan "That was disturbing; I didn't think it would be that disturbing!" This fic was inspired by her, actually. Or rather the fact that she replaced characters names in Final Fantasy IV with the names from Fushigi Yugi. Yeah, it's like that.

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"I love her… I love her so much, but if her… er… mother found out…"

"Look, Hotohori, we're *dead* what can she do to you?" Nuriko practically screamed in the other spirits ear.

"But… Houki-"

"FORGET HER!" The cross dresser screamed, "YOU ARE FRICKIN' DEAD! Does your wife really matter? Nooooo!!!! After all it's only a little thing like *death*! Why should that void the marriage contract?"

"Well, then Nuriko-san, why precisely should I marry my dear one now? After all I am dead, what use could I be to her?"

"Um, hello, her… owner, mother, whatever *is* a demi-goddess, she could probably find a way for a few kids to be born."

"You are a sick, twisted little…. It, did you know that?" The late emperor said tartly to the cross dresser in front of him, "however, you do have a point..."

"See! If you listen to Nuriko, then everything will go right!"

"Really? I thought that going up that mountain all by yourself, leaving yourself wide open for Ashitare's attack, then wasting your energy by moving that rock, thus leading to you horrible, extremely painful death were all bad ideas," Mitsukake commented dryly from where he was playing cards with Chiriko.

"Oh you just have to keep rubbing my nose in that, don't you!"

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"Nyan-nyan…" the blue-haired girl commented sadly from beside a pond in Taiitsuken's palace.

"Nyan-nyan?" Hotohori's spirit appeared beside her. At his voice the little girl brightened and tried to hug her beloved, only to find once again that she would only go through him.

"*sob* why does this have to happen?" She cried.

"Please, my love, don't cry. Isn't there anyway your…. Er… Taiitsuken could help us?"

"Well…"

"Of course! As long as you promise to move far, far away from here." The old baked-potato said as she appeared behind them. Hotohori, for once, remained unfazed by her face and responded happily, "Of course, anything! Just so long that I can be with my beloved!"

"Fine." Taiitusken then packed Hotohori's and Nyan-nyan's spirits into two tiny little pockets and shipped them off to be reborn in Miaka's world (the only place she was satisfied was far enough) where they were happily wed.

The end.