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Chapter 2

This is it- the moment that he’s been waiting for all his life. He grasped to his breath as his very own Nakago-sama locked his beautiful wild blue eyes on him.

"I shall serve and protect you, even if it will cost my life, because I love you, Tomo," Nakago whispered gently to Tomo.

"Really? O Nakago, be gentle," he answered him back with a sissy voice.

Then all of a sudden, Tomo awakened from his reverie and got back to reality as soon as his rear hit the ground with tremendous force. The vision of his beloved Nakago then changed to the bewildered Suboshi standing in front of him with awe. Instead of crying out his pain of fractured bones, he rather hid his agony with an annoying laugh which all of the shichiseshi have probably grown to get used to, excluding Yui perhaps.

"Fooled you, didn’t I? Hahaha," Tomo said.

Suboshi didn’t fail to recognize him with his silly cackle.

"Tomo?!" Suboshi exclaimed.

Tomo then reverted to his true form and said, "You got that right, baby! Who were you expecting? Saitoh Hajime?"

"What? Sanozuke?" Suboshi asked as his sense of hearing is starting to fail him at an early age.

"Baka! Can’t you even get to clean your ears at least once in a while? Saitoh Hajime and Sanozuke are very far from sounding the same!" Tomo exclaimed.

"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP ALREADY?!!! IF YOU DON’T STOP THIS INSTANT, I’LL HAVE ONE OF MY MONSTERS EAT YOU UP, GOT THAT?", the weird shichiseishi kid Amiboshi complained again. The two of them just ignored the crabby boy so as not to make matters any worse.

"Boohoo, I’m really petrified. You really scared my pants off, you cranky li’l piece of..." Suboshi murmured and was about to say the nasty "s" word when a question suddenly caught his mind. "By the way, who are Saitoh and Sanozuke anyway?"

"O_o;... Ok, now where did I hear those names before?" Tomo thought for a moment. "O just never mind!" an annoyed Tomo then exclaimed after he has proven his recollection of memory to be useless. As Suboshi recalls the preceding topic that they just tackled before they came into talking about people they don’t even know (Saitoh and Sanozuke), he furiously grabbed Tomo by the collar and yelled, "Where’s my brother?"

"He’s fast asleep in his room right at the east side of the castle. And shouldn’t you be going to bed as well like your brother? That is without that hole in your pajama of course. Hahahaha!" Tomo answered with a malignant laugh.

"Would you quit that stupid laugh already? You should know that it’s starting to sound so annoying by now," Suboshi complained.

"Hah! Well at least I don’t sound as annoying as the Maiden of Suzaku herself (author’s note: I am certainly not using Tomo as a means of giving subtle signals that I'm dissing Miaka, so I hope that no sensitive Miaka-fan will flame me on this one. So if you need to flame somebody because of this, please don’t flame me- flame Tomo instead. ^-^). (Tomo’s note: ~mutters~ I just hate it when I’m one of the characters in a fanfic written by a sicko like her! And the fanfic’s not even yaoi!) *Ehem*, well anyways, I should go to sleep now. It’s already getting late, so you should get some shut-eye too. Don’t worry about your brother. He’s just sound asleep by now. Good night," then Tomo walked away with his hand rubbing his rear, which is still swollen with pain from the fall.

"Good night, Tomo," Suboshi answered.

"And don’t forget to change your pajamas," Tomo reminded (or should I say "teased" for that matter?).

"Yeah, whatever... ~mutters~ Freak," Suboshi mumbled.

"What’s that you said?" Tomo asked.

"I said, uh, sweet dreams. By the way, do you sleep with your make-up on?" Suboshi asked (or should I say "teased" again for that matter?).

"ENOUGH ALREADY! NOW GOOD NIGHT! ~mutters~ Bakayarou," the cheesed off Tomo exclaimed in order to put things to an end already.

Meanwhile outside the castle, Ashitare was also sleeping peacefully inside a prison cell that was guarded by two soldiers. While the half-human half-beast shichiseishi was snoring and dreaming of laying himself, uh, nude on a bed of doggie bones (just try picturing Mena Suvari on a bed of roses in American Beauty), the two guards were just talking as they passed the night away. And the main topic of the talk was none other than Ashitare himself (d`oh).

"Hey, ever heard of the legend of a beautiful princess who turns herself to a half-human half-beast creature?" the first guard asked.

"I’ve heard rumors about it from towns folks. But I don’t know if the story I’ve been told is true or just one of those silly stories told to scare the children," the second guard said.

"Legend has it that there was once a beautiful maiden princess who was cursed to transform into a hideous creature during the full moon. Well, we have a hideous creature with us here," the first guard said as his eyes was obviously referring to the sleeping shichiseishi inside the cell.

"And a full moon with us up above," the second guard continued as he lifted his face up to the sky and set his eyes on the full moon. Afterwards, they turned to one another, looked at each other’s idiotic face and chorused, "Could it be?"

"Nah! It can’t be true," the first guard refused to give in to such goose-bumping story. "You were right. It’s nothing but some scary story to frighten those meddling kids away."

Inside Tamahome’s house, the Suzaku seishis were also preparing themselves for a good night’s rest. Tamahome just finished exchanging good nights, as well as sweet nothings and kisses too, with Miaka (you very well know how these two love birds are, d`oh!); Hotohori was elegantly brushing his long beautiful tresses; Nuriko was done applying beauty cream on his face; Chichiri has just set aside his SD mask beside his bed; Mitsukake was also finished feeding Tama-neko; Chiriko was already finished with his milk; and a drunk Tasuki, well, wasn’t quite done yet whining about how troublesome girls can be while he was taking a pee in the bushes. He just fell into the river that day while chasing Miaka who stole his bread for lunch. Poor Tasuki- they still didn’t know about his weakness in water during that time.

All is well during that night, as if no weird twist of fate will soon follow to what seemed to be a tranquil snooze at that time. The race is on for the side of Suzaku and the side of Seiryu, but both parties have absolutely no idea of what awaits them. As all of them are safely tucked into their bed sheets while enjoying their wonderful sweet dreams, now is the perfect time for the Witch Doctor to fulfill his plot. He carefully handles the Body-Transferring Compass in his hands. He then started to articulate some ridiculously sounding chants for the ritual. After the chanting, the spellbinding Body-Transferring technique has finally been completed, much to the delight of the Witch Doctor.

The next morning, Tasuki was the first one to have risen up to take a pee in the bushes. As he passed by the kitchen, Miaka was already up as well. Tasuki realized that he was mistaken to have thought that he’s the first to wake up among the others. Miaka has already wakened up earlier so as not to miss breakfast (why am I not surprised!). Funny though- the effect of the sake that Tasuki drank last night still hasn’t lost its effect on him yet because he’s hallucinating. He sees Miaka as a handsome  and well-built man who strikingly resembles the shogun of Kutou, otherwise one of the Seiryu seishi- Nakago.

"Good morning, Tasuki," Miaka greeted. Her squeaky voice still sound the same though. But the vision of Miaka as Nakago with her same voice appears to be so... ugh! He has never had an illusion like this before in his entire life, most especially when he’s drunk.

"I guess I should cut on drinking too much sake then," Tasuki mumbled to himself. "I’m starting to see things already. Terrible things that is... and I do mean ‘terrible’." He then stood beside the bushes, readying himself to squirt the morning grace out of him. Now this time, his hallucination has gone too far! When he tried to position his you-know-what to pee, he held... nothing. Nothing at all. He tried as hard as he could to survey "that" area with his hands and prove to himself that it’s just another hallucination from drunkenness- but to no avail. When he looked down to see his you-know-what, the first body part of his which immediately and shockingly caught his eye is his... cleavage! Now this kind of predicament is powerful enough to make him sober.

"A woman’s boobies?!!" Tasuki screamed. He noticed a small pond of water nearby. He took a glimpse of his own image only to see a woman’s reflection in the water! It’s a woman with long, red tresses and slant, seductive eyes. And it’s not just any woman, it’s one of the Seiryu shichiseishi, Soi! The situation is just too much for him to handle, so this led him to cry out, "No! This isn’t happening! This isn’t happening to me! Miaka!"

He hurriedly ran inside the house to check on Miaka and the others. Tasuki figured that he should be sober enough to see things normally again the way they should be and that he should no longer see Miaka as Nakago. When he entered the door, such unbelievable sight let him drop his jaw in awe. The same trepidation hasn’t changed. Nakago is still in the house sounding like Miaka! Miaka, or Nakago, or whatever, stood beside the table with bewildered eyes and trembling lips. Either the two of them doesn’t know what to do and what to believe in.

"What's going on? Is anything alright, Tasuki?" Yui, who sounded teribly like Tamahome, came out of his room and asked. Then the rest of the Seiryuu seishi filled the entire kitchen.

(The ending theme "Tokimeki no Doukasen" now plays.)

To be continued in Chapter 3...

Disclaimer: No, I don't own Fushigi Yuugi and its characters (d`oh!). If ever you have any comments, just email me at samantha@nakagomail.zzn.com. Gomen nasai if i came out with chapter 2 very soon. I can't exactly tell how many sick chapters it would take for me to finish this. But don't worry, I'll come up to it as hard as I can. As for now, I'm working on chapter 3.

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