a Fushigi Yuugi short-fic by Nellie Chiang
Disclaimer: Watase Yuu and others own Fushigi Yuugi...I don't, but I promise to put them back when I'm done; no copyright infringement intended.
Spoilers: through volume 7 (episode 28)...just to be on the safe side...
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*"let me fall *let me climb *there's a moment *when fears and dreams must collide"
What am I? Who am I?
I am one of the Seiryuu Shichiseishi. But I don't know *who* I am anymore...
Why am I fighting? Is it wrong to fight in order to have peace? I obeyed Nagako's order to infiltrate the Suzaku Shichiseishi and be Chiriko. Thus, I became a Suzaku Shichiseishi.
They were different, so different from Kutou's seishi. From different walks of life, from royalty to the common man. Yet uncommon...their nobility shining forth. Having lived with them for the short while, I wish...
I wish...
...but I can't. I was born a Seiryuu Seishi and cannot change what has been foreordained.
*"someone...
*I am...
*is waiting for courage
*the one I want
*the one I will become
*will catch me
*so let me fall, if I must fall
*I won't heed your warnings
*I... *won't hear them..."
I am Amiboshi.
I am Bu Koutoku.
I fall...I am dead...
As I fall, I can't help but smile...
Perhaps it's better this way...Suzako no Miko will be able to summon Konan's god now. With her loving heart, perhaps we will have peace. No more villages burned, no more people dying...no more children seeing the horrors of war, of being bereft of family.
Oh brother, I'm sorry I won't be there for you, to watch over you. Be strong...be safe...I love you.
The water closes over me and the last I see is Suzaku no Miko's tear- streaked face. Miaka-sama. Please don't cry. I'm sorry...that I lied to you, that I'm not who you thought I claimed to be...I'm sorry that I wasn't truly one of you...
...farewell...
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*"let me fall
*if I fall
*there's no reason
*to miss this one chance
*this perfect moment
*just...
*let me fall."
exerpts from "Fall" from Quidam (Cirque de Soliel), 1997.