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!

A Friend Amidst Pain

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.


"What are you doing here Chichiri?"

Chichiri turned and faced the commander with an air of familiarity. "I could ask you the same thing Shiusei no da!"

Much to the surprise of the awaiting ambushers, and the soldiers and bandits, the two men embraced strongly, both holding smiles on their faces.

"Damn! It's been a long time since we've seen each other! How've you been? What are you doing here?"

Chichiri smiled and nodded his head. "Yes, it has been quite a while hasn't it no da? As to what I'm doing here, well it appears I'm trying to stop you no da."

Shiusei frowned and glanced at his soldiers. "I had no idea it was your village..."

Chichiri shook his head. "Not mine...but one of my country's still the same no da."

"Your country's... you mean Konan?"

"Hai."

Shiusei scowled and his expression grew dark. "Damn them! They never said anything about invading helpless villages in Konan! I thought this was a mission to settle a rebellion in one of our villages!"

Chichiri seemed sad. "I see. So you didn't know that you were to attack women and small children no da?" His voice held a slight accusation in it, not condescending, but rather disappointed.

Shiusei lowered his head. "I'm sorry. I never should have signed up for the army, I'm beginning to discover now.." He put a hand on Chichiri's shoulder. "But perhaps I can change that! I'll order my men to stop and turn around right now."

One of the bandits leaped forward with rage toward the commander. "You dirty double crossing bastard!" He ran full speed at the two friends, and Chichiri had no time to react.

Suddenly, the man gave a howl of pain and fell down on the ground screaming as something attacked him from behind. The other soldiers and bandits quickly vacated the scene when they saw three large wolves with very sharp teeth finishing their partner off.

The wolves finished quickly enough, and then turned and faced the direction they had come, where an astonished Genrou was standing with his eyes wide.

"What the fuck did you do to my cards Chichiri?"

The mage smiled softly. "I upgraded the incantation no da. The way the spell was set up, they would disappear once they were killed or if their job was done no da. I merely gave them more substance. They will now disappear when you banish them, and until then they are flesh and blood and under your control no da."

Genrou gaped at the mage in outward astonishment. "Geeze, for a blind guy, you're pretty good!"

This caused Shiusei to rapidly grab Chichiri's arm. "What? What did he mean Chichiri?"

He shook his head and gestured towards the sound of oncoming feet. "We are going to have company no da." Instantly, the group faced the oncoming fleet of bandits, with a huge man leading them, wielding a metal fan.

"Well, well. If it isn't the traitors Kouji and Genrou! Turning the tide, eh boys?"

Genrou bared his fangs at the bandits. "You fat bastard! What makes you think you can snatch control cause of our leader's death! You are so fucking ugly!"

Kouji joined his friend in baiting the leader of the bandits. "Yeah, an asshole like you doesn't deserve to use that tessen! Our leader must be rolling in his grave in horror of your dirty corrupted hands being on it!"

This seemed to piss the leader off sufficiently, and he snarled out viciously at them. "You weren't around, jackass. Tough shit! These boys now follow me, so I'd say you're screwed good enough!" He then looked at the commander. "And it seems you are a traitor as well! You're forces will understand when I kill you for treason!"

Shiusei frowned and straightened sufficiently. "I think you underestimate them. They are loyal to me and would not mutiny.

Eiken smiled viciously. "Oh? Well, now ain't that interesting? Seems to me that your "troops" are loyal to Kutou, and you aren't!" As if to back up his point, the army of soldiers drew their swords and glared at the small group.

"Aww shit!" Genrou muttered. "They're gonna outnumber us!"

Tamahome cursed under his breath. "We are in deep trouble, uh huh."

Shiusei was still trying to talk sense into the army. "You follow this ruthless bunch of cutthroats? Have you no honor or decency? Can't you see that you've been attacking innocent women and children?"

"Genrou, summon the wolves and order them to attack the leader no da."

Genrou turned his head to find the mage crouched by him. "What the fuck for? They wouldn't do much good against that tessen!"

Chichiri lowered his voice. "The wolves are immune to many forms of attack no da. That tessen throws fire if I'm not mistaken no da. They will be unharmed unless stricken by a sword no da."

Genrou stared at the mage. "Che, you're really good! But the wolves won't take care of all of them..."

"Tell the others to take cover and leave it to me no da."

"But you can't see what they're doing! I'll help you."

Chichiri nodded and Genrou passed the word around, then dug the paper out of his pocket.

Meanwhile, Eiken was still gloating. "You won't live to see another daylight, Shiusei!"

Shiusei straightened and tore his insignia off. "Fine then, if I die, I don't die as one of you murdering bastards."

Suddenly, Genrou shouted an incantation, and the wolves leapt forward hungrily. Eiken saw them coming and cried out "Lekka Shinen" and fire spewed from the metal fan as the defenders scrambled for cover while Genrou and Chichiri began to set up an attack.

Eiken, realizing too late that the fire didn't work, now had several hungry canines affectionately sitting on him, and he let out a screech of terror.

Taking momentary advantage of the chaos, Chichiri raised his hand and pointed his staff at the group murmuring a spell under his breath.

"No, wait! The tessen!" Genrou managed to gasp out just as a crimson blast of light left Chichiri's staff racing towards the army. However, he soon realized it was too late.

Taking further advantage of the chaos, Tamahome, Shiusei, and Kouji joined the fray and began furiously attacking. Genrou was supporting Chichiri who had entirely worn himself out with the constant use of power he had been required to use recently. He looked up to see the fried form of Eiken still clutching a twisted and melted mass of metal.

"Aww, shit." He murmured beneath his breath.

The last few defenders had managed to finish off the remaining soldiers, and were watching the surviving group strategically retreat out of the village.

"Damn, well at least that takes care of Eiken." Kouji walked over and nudged the remains of the bandit with his toe. "Tessen's useless now too."

Tamahome and Shiusei walked over to where Genrou was supporting Chichiri as he caught his breath.

"You ok, Chichiri?"

The monk nodded and stood up slowly. Seeing he could support himself now, Genrou left his side to glare at the charred remains of Eiken. He clenched his fist tightly, a deep scowl on his face. "That bastard... now most of the Mt. Reikaku bandits are dead. He killed his own people with that fucking suicidal move!"

Tamahome shook his head and was about to head back, when something caught his eye. Peering closer, he grabbed Genrou's right hand.

"Hey, what the fuck are you doing?"

Tamahome pulled Genrou's sleeve back, revealing a glowing character on his arm. He glanced up at the red-haired youth. "You're a Seishi."

Genrou whipped his hand away from Tamahome's grasp with a snarl. "Yeah, so what?"

Chichiri had managed to regain some strength, and was leaning against Shiusei's arm for support. "I figured that was the case no da. I could feel a stronger chi about you no da."

Kouji laughed and clapped Genrou on the back. "Congrats, "Tasuki". They found ya out!"

"Shut the hell up!"

Gaining laughs from all the group, they made their way back to Tamahome's family's home where Nuriko and Yui were waiting anxiously.

"Took your time! What took you guys so long anyway?" Nuriko looked impatiently at them tapping his foot.

Yui was holding Yuiren in a hug, and smiled when she saw them all come back safely.

They settled inside at the family's table and began discussing things then.

"So, what a surprise! You turned out to be a Suzaku Shichi Seishi!"

Genrou, Tasuki, snarled but said nothing as Kouji sipped his tea with an amused expression on his face.

"Yup, Genrou's been real good at hiding it from everyone." That got him a whack from Tasuki.

"So, what is your talent no da?"

Tasuki glowered. "What the hell do you mean?"

"Everyone has a specific talent they're proficient in no da. Mine is magic, Tamahome-kun's is hand combat, and Nuriko's is strength no da. What's your specialty no da?"

Tasuki just glared at his tea.

Finally Kouji spoke. "He doesn't know."

Tasuki glared at his friend, but spoke in a tired tone. "Yeah, che, even I don't know what it is. My character shows up when I'm pissed, but I never had any special ability. Those wolves are tricks anyone could pull off. And it ain't like I'm strong or nothin."

"Hmm," Chichiri mused. "Now this is definitely a challenge no da..."

"Hey, Chichiri, are you gonna introduce us to your friend or not?"

Smiling suddenly, Chichiri put a hand on the commander's shoulder. "This is a friend of mine, Riyuu Shiusei no da. We met a long time ago no da."

Smiling, Shiusei put a hand on Chichiri's back familiarly. "Yeah, I saved his life, and in return he saved mine."

Nuriko smiled. "How nice! How did you two meet, I mean, you're a commander of the Kutou army, aren't you?"

Shiusei nodded and glanced at Chichiri out of the corner of his eyes. "Well, my wife Kouran, fiancée at the time, and I were enjoying a splendid spring day walking along the river and just happened to see a distressed young man throw himself into the river."

The group stared at Chichiri in shock. "No!" Yui said in astonishment. "You tried to kill yourself Chichiri?"

The mage merely nodded. "Hai. It was during a depressing time in my life no da. I did try to commit suicide, but luckily Shiusei and Kouran managed to pull me out of the river no da. I got a broken arm, but lived no da."

"Yeah," Shiusei slapped him on the back. "And then we had to talk reason to you afterwards. You just didn't want to listen!" He smiled and continued on. "He was half dead when we dragged him out of the water, and I still think the only thing keeping him alive was his power as a Seishi. His symbol was glowing, that's how we knew what he was. We treated him, counseled him, and managed to change his mind."

Chichiri smiled. "And I'm still grateful you managed to do that no da. Only Suzaku knows where I might be if you hadn't saved me no da."

Shiusei sipped his tea casually. "At least you repaid us by saving our lives from that avalanche of water."

Chichiri nodded. "It was the first time I had really used my power for anything no da. It's a good thing I had been able to control it no da."

Shiusei nodded and smiled faintly. "How's life treating you nowadays, Houjun?"

Chichiri smiled faintly at the use of his personal name. "Better than when we last met, Shiusei no da."

Shiusei frowned slightly. "What did red-head mean when he said you were blind? Did something happen?"

Chichiri was silent for a while, the other seishi and Yui sitting in discomfort. Then silently he lifted a hand up to his face and removed his mask.

Tamahome's family, and Tasuki had never seen the monk without his mask before, and drew their breath in sharply upon seeing his scarred face. Shiusei merely looked saddened and put a hand on his shoulder comfortingly. "I understand Houjun...but...how did this happen?"

Chichiri smiled faintly, his face seeming paler than usual. Suddenly, just as he seemed about to talk, he drew his breath in sharply, clutching at his chest in pain.

Alarmed, everyone instantly cried out to him. Shiusei gripped Chichiri's shoulder and tried to support him as his body shook from strange strangled sobs that seemed to shake his frame. "Houjun! What's the matter?" A look of desperation seemed to flood the ex-commander's face as he watched his friend go through spasms of pain.

Nuriko was instantly by the Seishi's side, hurriedly ripping his shirt off, then placing his ear to Chichiri's chest as the mage wheezed. Concentration screwed onto his features, he let out a hiss. "He's having a heart attack!"