Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Turning The Page ❯ Chapter 1

Vera-chan: Welcome to the first chapter of my long awaited (Yeah right) sequel, "Tuning The Page"

Luna & Avia: YAY!! ^___^ ::Confetti, balloons and streamers appear.::

Vera-chan: To all of my wonderful reviewers who tried to tell me what was wrong with "Firebird" I'm sorry I didn't listen. I thought two certain muses would tell me if I was straying too far from the show.

Luna & Avia: ::Sweatdrop and whistle innocently.::

Vera-chan: ::Huggling Chibi Hoto-sama.:: On with the fic.

Luna-sama: What happened to your Mits-kun chibi?

Vera-chan: I still can't decide on a bishie from FY, so I took one of each! ::Holds up chibis of Suzaku Senshi:: Oh, these are for you. ::Hands Avia Tasuki and Luna Chichiri.::

All 3: YAY!!!! ^___^

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"Turning The Page"

Hotohori paced back and forth in the hallway. Despite everything he'd promised himself, he was letting his nerves get the best of him. He had been calm enough until he heard her scream. He was about to burst into the room and demand exactly what they were doing to the Empress, but Tamahome stopped him.

"Trust me, you don't want to go in there." He warned. "I was there for all three of mine……..I never knew Miaka could be so violent."

Hotohori nodded and sat down. There were more screams, and Tamahome had to stop him from going in. A while later Washi came out.

"How is she?" Both men asked, jumping up.

"Well, you've got a daughter." She replied. "And although she said quite a few things I've decided to leave out, I think she's feeling better. Tsuru said she needs her sleep, but I'm sure you can go in to see her."

They walked in and saw a tired looking Hotori holding a small bundle. Hotohori sat on the bed beside her and smiled, looking from mother to child.

"Her name is Hotaru." Hotori announced. "I hope you don't mind I named her already, Okami-chan insisted on it."

"It's a beautiful name, for a beautiful daughter."

"Do you want to hold her, Hoto-sama?"

Hotohori took the small baby, and pulled the blanket back a little more to see her face better. He saw she had a head full of hair a little lighter then her mother, and his eyes. He was very glad she had his eyes.

"The only person more beautiful than this child………" he began.

"Oh no, here it comes." Tamahome mumbled.

"Is her mother." He finished, kissing his wife's cheek.

"Nani?" Everyone asked. No one had expected this from Hotohori of all people.

* * *

Hotaru stumbled along behind her mother into the throne room.

"Aww! Look at the little angel!" Nuriko cooed, picking up the baby. "She looks just like you Nee-Chan."

"Just don't corrupt my poor little granddaughter." Tamahome said, smiling.

"You say that every time I pick her up." Nuriko replied. " She's a year old. If I haven't yet, I won't."

Hotaru was enjoying being fussed over until her father entered. She then stretched out her tiny arms, trying to reach him. Nuriko admitted defeat, and handing her over.

"Pretty." She said, hugging her daddy.

"My child is very intelligent." Hotohori smiled.

"Pretty!" She said again, this time seizing two handfuls of hair and pulling. "Pretty!"

"OWWWWW!"

"Hotaru!" Hotori said, running up. "Let go of Daddy's hair!"

Hotori took the girl and sat her on the floor to wander around. She soon headed for two newcomers as Tasuki and Washi entered. She held up her arms and Tasuki picked her up.

"What can I say? Kids love me." He began to make funny faces at Hotaru.

"WHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NO PRETTY!!!!!!!!"

"She really loved you, Fang Boy. You scared her!" Washi scolded, taking the baby.

Washi was soon able to get her to stop crying. Before long Okami and Chichiri entered.

"Funny." She said, reached out to them.

"Funny, no da?" Okami asked.

"I guess we are funny, no da." Chichiri replied. He covered his face with his kasa and played peek-a-boo, each time with a different silly face. Hotaru giggled.

"Why isn't she scared of him?" Tasuki demanded. "That's the same thing I was doing!"

"Maybe it's because he doesn't have fangs." Washi said, smiling at the confused red head.

* * *

Hotaru sat in Hotohori's lap getting her hair brushed.

"This is fun Daddy." The now 4-year-old smiled.

"Hoto-Sama, Washi and Tasuki are here." Hotori called.

Hotaru jumped down and ran towards them.

"Washi-oba-san!" She exclaimed, running down the hallway. She came to a stop in front of them. "Tasuki-Kowai!" (AN: It means "Scary Tasuki." Kowai sounds a lot like Kawaii meaning "Cute")

"Aww………She thinks I'm cute!" He exclaimed, smiling broadly.

"Actually………" Hotori started. "She said you were-"

"Cute, I heard her!" He smiled.

Hotori shook her head as a small girl identical to Washi poked her head out from behind her parents.

"Hane-chan!" Hotori smiled. "Why don't you and Hotaru go play?"

"Ja Washi-oba-san, Tasuki-Kowai!" Hotaru said as she and the 3-year-old left.

"Awww………She's very Kawaii herself."

"Come on, let's go see Okaa-san and Otou-san." Hotori smiled.

"Um, Tasuki………" Washi said as they left the room. "She said scary, not cute."

* * *

"This is wonderful!" Hotohori exclaimed.

"When should we tell Hotaru?" His wife asked. "More importantly, how should we tell Hotaru?"

"Straight forward is always the best route." He replied.

"Fine." Hotori sighed. "Hotaru-chan, come here a minute dear."

"Hai Mommy, Daddy?" The 5-year-old ran up smiling.

"We've got some good news." Hotohori smiled.

"How would you like to have a new little brother or sister?" Hotori asked.

Hotaru's eyes grew large.

"Mommy's gonna have a baby?" She asked and her parents nodded. "I'll be the best big sister ever! I'll feed her and play with her, and keep her out of trouble."

"What if it's a boy?" Her father asked.

"We'll send it back and get another!" Hotaru replied, running out of the room. "Nuriko-oba-san! Nuriko-oba-san! Mommy's having a baby!"

"Well, I guess that's the quickest way to let the others know." Hotori smiled, following her daughter down the hall.

* * *

"Oh, Hotori, this is great news!" Miaka smiled. "Isn't it, Tamahome?"

"Did you two forget what I said about late night visiting?" He asked. "I ignored it the first time, but I'm not so sure about twice."

"Otou-san!" Hotori blushed. "We've been married 6 years………"

"And that's 6 years too long." He replied. "The only good thing about this marriage is Miaka and I have a granddaughter to spoil."

"Tamahome, that's not true." Miaka frowned. "They're a cute couple."

"Otou-san, if it's a boy, we'll name him after you."

"You know, a grandson would be nice………" Tamahome sighed at the glare Miaka was giving him. "Miaka, they know I'm not serious, don't you, Hotori."

"Hai Otou-san." Hotori smiled.

"See?" Tamahome smiled. He kissed his daughter's forehead, and shook Hotohori's hand. "Congratulations, I'm sure it will be a beautiful baby."

"Of course he will!" Hotohori said. "I'm his father………and Hotori's his mother after all!"