title: Well Met By Moonlight
fandom: Fushigi Yuugi
characters/pairings: see note at bottom of fic
rating: G
warnings: none
summary: Okama list August Challenge Response: Two lost souls discuss the past.
notes: thanks to Calla for the prodding and inspiration. ^_^

"Are you waiting for someone?"

"Wha-what?"

"Did I startle you?"

"N-no. No, it's not that, but... Where did you come from?"

"Heh. I know this palace quite well, you know."

"Oh! Of course you do! I'm sorry, I should..."

"It's a beautiful night, isn't it? A full moon, every twinkling star visible... The perfect night to set the stage for the morning, isn't it?"

"Y-yes. Yes, it... it should be."

"What have you been thinking about so seriously? Are you nervous about the ceremony? It should be fine. Unless Miaka goofs the incantation, but Chichiri and Hotohori-sama should be able to help her. And His Highness has sent away all the wine and liquor, so..."

"No, no. Well, that's good... But I wasn't... well, not really worried. I was just... thinking about it."

"The wishes?"

"Ah... yes, I suppose so."

"It's incredible to think about, isn't it? After so many years, decades, of strife, and famine, and poverty, all our problems will disappear in a puff of smoke tomorrow."

"...hard to believe it can be possible..."

"But it is. And we should be proud, because we are a part of it. Forever, they will remember us for the role we will play here tomorrow... Think of all the people whose lives will be improved, whose homes will be made safe, whose livelihoods will be ensured... No more starving children, no more wars, no more unnecessary suffering."

"..."

"We will finally have peace."

"...peace..."

"You don't believe it, do you? Well, tomorrow, we won't need faith anymore. We will see Suzaku with our own eyes, and it will be."

"What do you think it will be like? ...The peace, I mean. Do you think... think that it will actually change anything?"

"Of course it will. How could it not? No more fighting, or worrying about what Koutu has up their sleeves..."

"...people won't change. Orphans will still be parentless. Bigots will still hate. The rich will still be rich, and the poor will still lack."

"Well, I suppose..."

"Do you think that the people will like you any better? You'll still be a freak in the morning."

"...Perhaps."

"I'm sorry. I don't mean... I don't mean to be cruel... I'm sorry. But I..."

"There is something on your mind."

"...I suppose... I suppose I can't help wondering... why all of this is necessary. Why we need to do this... Why didn't the Four Gods just make the world right the first time? Why do we need to go through all of this?"

"...Well. I don't know. I suppose someone more studied would have something wise to say, but... I don't know how a God would think. Who am I to say that they were wrong?"

"There's been so much pain and suffering, people dying and hurting each other, and it was all futile if we can just read some words off of a piece of paper and make it all better."

"You mustn't think like that. The things we suffer... they make us who we are. They make us stronger. There will always be pain and suffering, even after, I guess. As you say, orphans will be orphans, and people will still make fun of me... But you know, as much as I regret things in my life, I can't say that I would do anything differently. The things I've lost... I've lost... I can't ever stop missing, but... but maybe someday, I'll understand. I'll see how it all fits into the Big Plan. And maybe... maybe it really is all for the best."

"You don't believe that, do you?"

"...I don't know what to believe. I only know... I can't believe there is no hope. There has to be. Otherwise, I would rather be dead."

"...I... I'm sorry. I shouldn't be... attacking you like this. I just... I guess I was just..."

"It's all right. Don't give it a thought. Better to say what you think that to hold it all in. Better to just do what you need to do than try to conform to something you don't believe in."

"...Thank you. I... I guess... I was thinking about my brother tonight."

"You have a brother?"

"Yes. My... younger brother. I... I'm a little worried about him."

"Why?"

"We've never been apart for so long before."

"Ah. But surely he understands why you must be here."

"...He understands. Better than I do, I'm afraid."

"Don't be ashamed of missing him. Family... there's nothing like family."

"Do you have any siblings?"

"...I... I do."

"...You don't want to talk about it?"

"Ah, well... It's just... I don't talk about it much."

"Oh."

"I... I... I lost a sister when I was very young."

"I'm sorry."

"It's... It was a long time ago."

"..."

"I suppose... I never really got over it. We... we were as close as two siblings can be."

"Yes. My brother and I are like that."

"I miss her still so much, I feel like the loss could kill me. I suppose... But you know, I like to think that she is with Suzaku. And Suzaku is the God of love, so she must be happy."

"..."

"You and your brother will be together again soon."

"I know."

"Hm?"

"I... I want things to go well tomorrow. I want... I want that to be my wish, but..."

"Don't worry, everything will be fine. We're past being harmed by Seiryuu now. And then we can all have what we wish."

"...And what would you wish for?"

"...For my sister to live again."

"...Yes."

"You?"

"...I wish... I wish... I would wish to understand peace."

"Well. Consider yourself lucky. Your wish will come true."

"...Thank you."

"So, has he come out yet?"

"What?"

"Well, you're here for the same reason I am, right? Waiting for his majesty to brush his hair out on the balcony..."

"...I... I..."

"It's ok, you know. Really. It's ok."

"...thank you."

"But he's mine, so get off to bed before I have to kick you out."

"Heh. Ok. Goodnight. And... Thank you. For... talking to me."

"It wasn't a hardship. I'll see you in the morning."

"Yes... thanks..."





well, i don't think it will be a huge surprise, but we have, in order of first speech, Nuriko and Amiboshi (pretending to be Chiriko)




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