Disclaimer: I don't own Fushigi Yuugi. If I did, I wouldn't be writing fanfic, I'd be producing this as a TV series. On the other hand, I do own this interpretation of the situations in this story. Please do not post it anywhere without my permission, which can easily be obtained by emailing winged_. Thanks. ^_^

"DADDY, SEIRYUU STOLE MY SEISHI!!!" Suzaku screamed at the top of his chibi-pheonix lungs. In the far corner of the nursery, his brother crouched, clutching a doll in his claws.

"Don't wanna." smirked Seiryuu. "MY Tamahome."

"But I NEEED him!!!" Whined the younger sibling. "I need him so they can do the ceremony!"

"Tough." the dragon's expression oozed smugness as he changed the Tamahome doll's clothes and stuck an earring in its ear. "I need him more!" He picked up another doll- this one with long blond hair and shook it in the direction of the captured Tamahome. "Tamahome..." Seiryuu's voice dropped an octave as he provided a voice for the Nakago doll. "Hai." he replied to himself blankly, holding up Tamahome. Reverting back to the deeper voice, he ordered, "Go kill Suzaku no Miko." "Hai."

"NNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" screamed Suzaku, trying to hide his Miko under one wing.

"Nyeh hehehe." Seiryuu cackled evilly, as he advanced the stolen Tamahome on his brother's Miaka doll. "Suzaku no Miko o kor-"

"Are you boys playing nice?" Genbu's scaly head popped into the room.

"Hai, Otousama.." Seiryuu smiled angelically.

The peaceful effect was ruined by Suzaku, who launched himself towards his father and hugged the turtle god's stumpy legs, sobbing.

"Daddy, Seiryuu stole my Tamahome, and he's going to kill my Miko, and it's not fair, I want him BAAACK!!!"

Genbu glared balefully at the young dragon with his orange reptilian eyes. Grudgingly, Seiryuu handed his brother the doll. Sniffling back his tears, Suzaku acted out a sweet reunion for the Seishi and his Miko.

"Now, I don't want you boys to cause any trouble for your mother while I'm at work." Lectured Genbu.

"Hai, Otousama!" Chorused the younger gods, Suzaku lost in his play, and Seiryuu with a mischevious sparkle in his eyes.

Byakko looked up at Genbu and sipped his coffee. "What were they up to now?" the white tiger god asked his husband.

"Same old thing." Genbu sighed wearily. "Seiryuu was trying to kill Suzaku no Miko again."

"I worry about that boy sometimes." worried Byakko, tapping his spoon on his coffee cup. "He seems so volent, and the way he treats poor Suzaku sometimes... it's just not right."

"I'm sure it's nothing, just a bit of sibling rivalry. Boys will be boys, you know."

"Mommy..." Seiryuu looked up at Byakko pleadingly. "Mommy... Suzaku took my Seishi."

"Seiryuu, darling.." Byakko smiled, "can't you let your brother play with Amiboshi for a few minutes?

Seiryuu considered. "All right..." he sighed. "But just for a few minutes, okay?"

Suzaku nodded happily and wound a key in the doll's back. A beautiful melody began to play, and the phoenix's beak curved up in a smile.

Byakko went downstairs to make sandwiches.

Ten minutes later he heard a scream.

"MOMMY, SUZAKU DROPPED AMIBOSHI IN THE TOILET!!!!!"

"IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!"

The tiger god took two Ibuprofen for his headache and went upstairs to break up this fight.