Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction ❯ Fushigi Souden - the Seigyuu Saga ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
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By: twin_star_of_suzaku 
The first Seigyuu Seishi appears!
Anime/Manga: Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Adventure / / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.30.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 213 | Status: Work In Progress
The first Seigyuu Seishi appears!
Anime/Manga: Fushigi Yuugi Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Adventure / / Action | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.30.2006 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 213 | Status: Work In Progress
Shuka wrung her hands as she was escorted through the palace. Today hadn't been her day so far. She'd been caught lifting an apple from the cart of a merchant, and when the guards had finally managed to catch her, she'd somehow managed to toss him clear across the marketplace. He hadn't been injured, but instead of being punished in front of the entire city, the second guard that had managed to catch her was escorting her forcefully to the royal court and the Heir-apparent himself.
'I'm going to die for certain now,' Shuka inwardly moaned. Surely anyone who is escorted directly to the court after such an event was to be punished on a much grander scale then simply cutting off of a hand. So out of touch with reality, Shuka failed notice that her escort had vanished... and she failed to pause in her long march, that she walked right into a young man with dark hair, and fell straight back onto her tailbone.
"Ow! Watch it!" Shuka groaned and rubbed the small of her back and glanced up into light gold eyes, which seemed more amused then annoyed.
"Forgive me," the young man said and held a hand down to her, "It seems neither of us were watching where we were going. Are you alright?"
"No," Shuka muttered as she took the offered hand, "I'm here to basically be killed in royal fashion all because I defended myself from one of the stupid marketplace guards."
"Really?" the boy asked as he hefted her to her feet, "I heard about that. Did you really propel him into the air nearly 80 feet?"
Shuka blushed and fidgeted with one of her braids, "More then that. I didn't mean to! It was on accident, I swear!"
The young man simply laughed, "I think it's because of how you did it that you were brought to the palace... The prince is about to enter his teen years, and we've been assured that the chosen seishi of Seigyuu will begin to appear as he enters adulthood."
"'Seishi'?" Shuka asked, rolling the thought through her mind, "Those are the warriors of the Gods, right?"
The boy nodded, "Yes. So tell me, have you noticed any strange markings on your body? All Seishi have some marking on their body to prove they're of the chosen."
Shuka blinked and nodded, "Yeah, I've had it for a while... it appeared right before all the weird stuff started happening to me."
The boy grinned, "Really? Where does it appear?"
Shuka pulled up her grimy sleeve and pointed to her upper bicep, "Usually it appears here, but only when the weird stuff happens."
"Weird stuff?" the boy asked curiously, "What kind of weird stuff?"
"Stuff will move on its own... or I see stuff that ends up happening," she ticked off on her fingers. 'Well, there's that other thing, but that can't be normal even for a Seishi,' she thought to herself.
The boy simply smiled, "And what does your mark say when it's visible?"
"Futago," Shuka murmured, "Which is weird, considering I don't have a Twin... Do Seishi marks have anything to do with the person they appear on, or are they just random?"
"It's hard to say," the boy said, "And I wouldn't claim to know the thoughts of the Gods. But I'm sure his majesty won't kill the Seishi who is supposed to become his friend."
Shuka glanced at the boy and asked slowly, "Do you know the king?"
He smiled brightly, "Very well, actually. Anyway, since you're a Seishi, why don't you get cleaned up before you appear before his majesty? I know a place where you can take a bath, and there should be some clothes small enough for you to wear," he looked at her critically, "You're kind of puny. How old are you?"
Shuka puffed up and glared, "I'm almost 7! and I'm NOT puny!"
The boy laughed, "Compared to me when I was 7, Futago, you are puny."
He ruffled her dusty hair and took her hand, "Come, let's get you washed up."
He led her down winding corridors until they reached a large, extravagant room filled with plush chairs, potted ferns, and beautiful screens with detailed art on them. And the women within were like art themselves. Shuka gaped and her hand went lax in the boy's hand.
"Ladies, this is Futago - the first seishi to be discovered. She needs the royal treatment, and when she's ready, she's to be brought to be presented to the court."
The women cooed and one green-eyed woman held out a hand to her, "Come on, I'm sure you'd like a nice warm bath."
Shuka looked up at the boy who'd brought her, and he nodded and gave her a gentle push, "Go on, I promise, you're safe here. These ladies helped raise me, and they won't hurt you."
Shuka nodded and started to walk away with the green-eyed lady when she looked back and called, "What's your name?"
"Kenja," he called back as he walked out of the room.
'Kenja...'
The green-eyed woman waited a moment before tugging on Shuka's hand, "Come, let's get you nice and clean and into some pretty clothes. All girls should wear pretty clothes, at least once in a while, don't you think?"
Shuka beamed, "Yeah!" The women all laughed, their voices like the marketplace wind chimes that Shuka had always envied.
"So what should we call you, little one?" Another woman, only a few years older then Kenja, asked.
"Kenja called me 'Futago' because of my seishi mark, so I'm Futago," Shuka said.
"'Futago'," The woman said and smiled, "A very pretty name, and it seems to suit you well."
The next few hours passed in a state of scented bliss for Shuka - or Futago as she was now being called. She bathed in warm water until her fingers and toes started to pickle, and then she got to sit on one of the biggest lounging pillows while the green-eyed woman brushed out her hair and curled it into a loop on the back of her head. The woman helped Shuka dress in a dress of light green, and one even found her a pair of matching sandals.
When they were all done, the green-eyed woman took Shuka's hand and lead her back through the winding corridors and into a large room, which was filled with people. Shuka clutched at the woman's hand and looked for Kenja.
When she finally spotted him, her mouth dropped open and her heart seemed to stop. Kenja was seated where only his majesty was meant to sit, and he seemed to be smiling just for her.
The head advisor glared at them and demanded, "What's the meaning of this, Ame?"
The green-eyed woman openly smirked at the man and said, "I was told by his majesty to clean this young girl up and present her to the court."
She dragged a quaking Shuka forward, "This is Futago. She's the first seishi to appear."
"Yes," Kenja said, and all eyes turned toward him, "It seems she caused a bit of a scene in the marketplace, and one of the guards was thrown across the market by a 'mysterious' power. His second, one of the palace guards, who was on rotation, knew that it was advised for everyone to be on watch for individuals with extraordinary powers and odd markings on their bodies that only appear when their powers are active. And according to Futago, such a mark appears when 'strange things' happen."
Kenja stepped down from his throne and walked over to Shuka, "Please... don't be afraid, and don't be angry. I wanted to know you before you knew me...” he offered his hand, much to the muttering and surprise of the members of the court.
Shuka looked at both before taking Kenja's hand and stepping away from Ame. Kenja smiled and looked at all those in the room, "The first Seigyuu Seishi has arrived, and she is to be treated like royalty for she is to protect royalty. Any grievance against her will be severely punished by me personally."
Pulling on Shuka's hand, Kenja smiled down at her, "Welcome to your new life... Futago, seishi of Seigyuu."
Shuka smiled and squeezed his hand, "Thank you, Kenja-sama..."
Translations
Futago - Twins
Ame - rain
Shuka - derived from "Shinwa" which means Myth
'I'm going to die for certain now,' Shuka inwardly moaned. Surely anyone who is escorted directly to the court after such an event was to be punished on a much grander scale then simply cutting off of a hand. So out of touch with reality, Shuka failed notice that her escort had vanished... and she failed to pause in her long march, that she walked right into a young man with dark hair, and fell straight back onto her tailbone.
"Ow! Watch it!" Shuka groaned and rubbed the small of her back and glanced up into light gold eyes, which seemed more amused then annoyed.
"Forgive me," the young man said and held a hand down to her, "It seems neither of us were watching where we were going. Are you alright?"
"No," Shuka muttered as she took the offered hand, "I'm here to basically be killed in royal fashion all because I defended myself from one of the stupid marketplace guards."
"Really?" the boy asked as he hefted her to her feet, "I heard about that. Did you really propel him into the air nearly 80 feet?"
Shuka blushed and fidgeted with one of her braids, "More then that. I didn't mean to! It was on accident, I swear!"
The young man simply laughed, "I think it's because of how you did it that you were brought to the palace... The prince is about to enter his teen years, and we've been assured that the chosen seishi of Seigyuu will begin to appear as he enters adulthood."
"'Seishi'?" Shuka asked, rolling the thought through her mind, "Those are the warriors of the Gods, right?"
The boy nodded, "Yes. So tell me, have you noticed any strange markings on your body? All Seishi have some marking on their body to prove they're of the chosen."
Shuka blinked and nodded, "Yeah, I've had it for a while... it appeared right before all the weird stuff started happening to me."
The boy grinned, "Really? Where does it appear?"
Shuka pulled up her grimy sleeve and pointed to her upper bicep, "Usually it appears here, but only when the weird stuff happens."
"Weird stuff?" the boy asked curiously, "What kind of weird stuff?"
"Stuff will move on its own... or I see stuff that ends up happening," she ticked off on her fingers. 'Well, there's that other thing, but that can't be normal even for a Seishi,' she thought to herself.
The boy simply smiled, "And what does your mark say when it's visible?"
"Futago," Shuka murmured, "Which is weird, considering I don't have a Twin... Do Seishi marks have anything to do with the person they appear on, or are they just random?"
"It's hard to say," the boy said, "And I wouldn't claim to know the thoughts of the Gods. But I'm sure his majesty won't kill the Seishi who is supposed to become his friend."
Shuka glanced at the boy and asked slowly, "Do you know the king?"
He smiled brightly, "Very well, actually. Anyway, since you're a Seishi, why don't you get cleaned up before you appear before his majesty? I know a place where you can take a bath, and there should be some clothes small enough for you to wear," he looked at her critically, "You're kind of puny. How old are you?"
Shuka puffed up and glared, "I'm almost 7! and I'm NOT puny!"
The boy laughed, "Compared to me when I was 7, Futago, you are puny."
He ruffled her dusty hair and took her hand, "Come, let's get you washed up."
He led her down winding corridors until they reached a large, extravagant room filled with plush chairs, potted ferns, and beautiful screens with detailed art on them. And the women within were like art themselves. Shuka gaped and her hand went lax in the boy's hand.
"Ladies, this is Futago - the first seishi to be discovered. She needs the royal treatment, and when she's ready, she's to be brought to be presented to the court."
The women cooed and one green-eyed woman held out a hand to her, "Come on, I'm sure you'd like a nice warm bath."
Shuka looked up at the boy who'd brought her, and he nodded and gave her a gentle push, "Go on, I promise, you're safe here. These ladies helped raise me, and they won't hurt you."
Shuka nodded and started to walk away with the green-eyed lady when she looked back and called, "What's your name?"
"Kenja," he called back as he walked out of the room.
'Kenja...'
The green-eyed woman waited a moment before tugging on Shuka's hand, "Come, let's get you nice and clean and into some pretty clothes. All girls should wear pretty clothes, at least once in a while, don't you think?"
Shuka beamed, "Yeah!" The women all laughed, their voices like the marketplace wind chimes that Shuka had always envied.
"So what should we call you, little one?" Another woman, only a few years older then Kenja, asked.
"Kenja called me 'Futago' because of my seishi mark, so I'm Futago," Shuka said.
"'Futago'," The woman said and smiled, "A very pretty name, and it seems to suit you well."
The next few hours passed in a state of scented bliss for Shuka - or Futago as she was now being called. She bathed in warm water until her fingers and toes started to pickle, and then she got to sit on one of the biggest lounging pillows while the green-eyed woman brushed out her hair and curled it into a loop on the back of her head. The woman helped Shuka dress in a dress of light green, and one even found her a pair of matching sandals.
When they were all done, the green-eyed woman took Shuka's hand and lead her back through the winding corridors and into a large room, which was filled with people. Shuka clutched at the woman's hand and looked for Kenja.
When she finally spotted him, her mouth dropped open and her heart seemed to stop. Kenja was seated where only his majesty was meant to sit, and he seemed to be smiling just for her.
The head advisor glared at them and demanded, "What's the meaning of this, Ame?"
The green-eyed woman openly smirked at the man and said, "I was told by his majesty to clean this young girl up and present her to the court."
She dragged a quaking Shuka forward, "This is Futago. She's the first seishi to appear."
"Yes," Kenja said, and all eyes turned toward him, "It seems she caused a bit of a scene in the marketplace, and one of the guards was thrown across the market by a 'mysterious' power. His second, one of the palace guards, who was on rotation, knew that it was advised for everyone to be on watch for individuals with extraordinary powers and odd markings on their bodies that only appear when their powers are active. And according to Futago, such a mark appears when 'strange things' happen."
Kenja stepped down from his throne and walked over to Shuka, "Please... don't be afraid, and don't be angry. I wanted to know you before you knew me...” he offered his hand, much to the muttering and surprise of the members of the court.
Shuka looked at both before taking Kenja's hand and stepping away from Ame. Kenja smiled and looked at all those in the room, "The first Seigyuu Seishi has arrived, and she is to be treated like royalty for she is to protect royalty. Any grievance against her will be severely punished by me personally."
Pulling on Shuka's hand, Kenja smiled down at her, "Welcome to your new life... Futago, seishi of Seigyuu."
Shuka smiled and squeezed his hand, "Thank you, Kenja-sama..."
Translations
Futago - Twins
Ame - rain
Shuka - derived from "Shinwa" which means Myth