Alternate Fushigi Yuugi

By nightelfcrawler

Warnings: Tasuki's foul mouth

Okay so... in chatting with an rp partner, we ended up discovering that we had been a part of the same fandoms some 10+ years ago. She ran a website that hosted some of my old fics... which made me drag out some old dvds that I'd saved my webpages on... and lo and behold, I found these old fics hanging around still and decided heck why not bring them back. So here they are, a trip down memory lane! These were written in the late 90's and early 2000's when I went by too many psudonyms to remember. I actually forgot who I was until I physically saw the fics listed and went 'oh crap I remember those!'. Ahh memories.

Be warned... these were my first attempts at writing and are likely riddled with grammar, spelling and other noted errors. I've read through them, blushed furiously that I used to write like this, and decided to put them up anyway as-is with no revisions. So please enjoy, but don't bother correcting or whining, they shall be ignored!

Stranger in a Strange Land

note: This is a work of fanfiction. I do not intend to make a profit off Fushigi Yuugi, it belongs to Watase Yuu, so don't sue me.
This is intended to be an alternate reality story, a 'what would have happened if' scenario. There are spoilers for the whole series, and possibly OVA's as well, so be forewarned.

"I have some money I think." Miaka began rummaging through her pocket.

Meanwhile, Yui felt a sudden rage at the man's impudence at demanding money for saving them of his own accord, and was therefore going to give him a piece of her mind. "Hey!" She stood up and started after his departing figure, "Wait just one minute now!" Feeling very angry and confused, she began to dash after the man, momentarily forgetting about her school friend still sitting searching for money. She quickly managed to catch up with the man, and grabbed onto his elbow.

Gasping she glared at him. "Look, can you at least have the decency to tell us where we are?"

The young man looked down at Yui condescendingly. "If you don't have money, I'm not interested. Bye." He began to turn to leave once again, when suddenly he stiffened and his eyes widened in evident surprise.

Yui frowned, then glanced over her shoulder, following his gaze.

A bright beam of red light was streaming from behind the rise in the path, and Yui suddenly felt a sudden clutch of fear grip her heart.


Not waiting for the man, she sprinted full force towards her lagging friend, only to find no one there, and the mysterious light gone as well, as elusive as fog.

"Gone..." She whispered, fear struck. She stood there, staring at the bare desert before her, no indication of Miaka anywhere, not even a footprint in the hard earth.

So stunned was Yui, that she didn't realize the young man had followed her back and was looking around for her friend as well. After a prolonged silence, he spoke, startling Yui.

"Well... now just what is going on here? Who are you?" He stared at her hard, scrutinizing her odd foreign clothing and appearance. "First I save you and your weird dressed friend from some thugs, two girls alone in the desert with no money, and then this weird red light. What are you anyway?"

Yui felt suddenly shy of the young man, and dropped her eyes to the cracked dirt ground, hoping for an answer to surface that didn't seem crazy. Unfortunately, none came to her.

After some silence, the man sighed. "Look, I'll do you a favor and take you into town. Then you can find some transportation back to wherever you came from, ok?" He started off without waiting for an answer from Yui.

Realizing that there was no answers to be found here anymore, Yui scowled slightly and caught up with the man, irritated by his behavior.

"Hey, you can at least be a little more polite to a stranger! You don't seem too upset by all of this!"

He stared at her. "And why should I? I saved two poor girls and didn't get paid for it. Then your friend disappears like some sort of ghost or something. So why should I get myself all worried about some stupid little girls like you?" He put his arms behind his head and began walking ahead of her again, very aloof.

Yui felt a sudden fiery rage build from inside of her, like she had never experienced before. Mostly this was due to her bafflement and fear of this strange place, and the bizarre things that had just happened to her in the past few minutes, such as being sucked into a strange book, which was odd in itself, but then also this rude guy with a glowing symbol on his forehead, and then Miaka disappearing didn't help cool her temper any.

In short, Yui blew a fuse.

Running ahead, she grabbed his arm forcing him to stop and turn towards her, and then with one quick movement, her hand swiped across his face with a hurricane force.

Breathing heavily, her face flushed with anger, she proceeded to purge her pent up emotions. "Who the HELL do you think you are? You don't give a damn for anyone do you? You think that money is the only thing in the world, and that human beings have no self worth! You come in and save Miaka and me, and I'm very grateful to you. But then you demand a reward and brush us off like pocket lint! You don't even bother to ask if we need help! I think you are the most self centered, money grubbing, scum of the earth and you aren't worthy to be called a man!"

All this time the man had been standing there, holding his ruby red cheek in shock. When Yui had finished, his face had turned the same color as his cheek, and his eyes looked about ready to turn any living thing to stone.

"Che, what a rotten thing to say." He turned away suddenly, and Yui suffered a sudden pang of guilt. "You don't even know the HALF of it!"

Yui suddenly realized how nasty she had just been to the guy who had saved her life, and felt awful towards her behavior suddenly. She reached out a hand to put on his shoulder, but he turned away, hiding his face.

"You don't understand anything, stupid girl...Money makes all the difference in this world. It makes the rich famous, and makes the poor deprived. Money rules the world, lady, and that's the only thing that matters...because money can buy you anything...even happiness and love."

Yui suddenly realized that the man was speaking from deep in his heart of something that was very important, and very meaningful to him. There was some reason he wanted money, and she was now sure it wasn't a selfish one.

"I..I'm sorry.." She managed to say softly, "I didn't understand how much it meant to you...I guess I take money too much for granted where I'm from. But still, you might be a little more sensitive to people's needs. I mean, I have no idea where I am..I know I'm nowhere in my own world, but the question is then, if I'm not in my world, where am I?"

Finally turning around to look at her, he gave her another appraisal, this time a more thorough one. "Another world?"

Realizing that may have been a mistake to mention, but knowing it was too late now, she nodded, a blush rising to her cheeks.

He frowned and scratched his head in thought. "So you're not from Konan?"


"Yeah, that's this country."

"No," she said nervously, "To tell you the truth I've never heard of it...I live in Tokyo."

He shook his head. "I've never heard of that country either, so I guess that doesn't help us much."

"Oh, it's not a country, Tokyo is the capital of Japan, that's the country's name."

He shrugged. "Whatever. You're not from around here anyway." He seemed to be lost in thought for a few minutes. Yui was beginning to notice the surrounding countryside was turning greener as they made their way along the dirt path into town.

Finally, the man sighed. "Look, I'll help you out if you promise not to say any more crummy things about me, ok?"

Feeling relieved, she nodded in acquiesce.

"Great. I think maybe I'll take you to my family's home for a few days, while I find out how I can get you home, wherever that is. By the way, I'm Sou Kichifu, but you can call me Tamahome."

"I'm Hongo Yui. Just call me Yui."