| Reflections - Hotohori by Keiko |
| A possible sequel to Reflections - Nuriko? I dunno. I wrote this right after I wrote the other one. Officially known as my second FY fic ^_^;; Anyway, sad stuff happens, shonen ai content, readers beware, etc. disclaimers too, don't sue me. Enjoy! |
| He thought that I didn't know he was there. My Nuriko. I remember when he was just a "girl" in my untouched harem, before Miaka had come. He used to follow me in the gardens where I took walks. At first I didn't know he was there. Then, one day, I felt someone's chi near me. I had never felt that chi before, yet it seemed so familiar. I mentally traced the chi to its source and found a stunningly beautiful girl hiding in the bushes behind me. She was watching me. Obviously, she had been there for some time, and didn't want me to know she was there. She didn't know that I had discovered her, so I let her believe that she was safe. However, every day after that, I noticed her in the garden, watching me. She was always there, watching, observing. I gathered from her familiarity that she had been doing this for quite some time, which alarmed me at first. But, since I never sensed any hostility in her chi, I gradually relaxed and grew used to her presence. She was like a guardian angel, always watching over me in that way. I often wondered why she was there, why she always looked so happy and content. The garden was my sanctuary, where I let everything go and became myself, not the emperor. I wondered how well she must know me by now. Our time in the garden was our little secret. That beautiful girl with whom I felt so intimate with was my precious Nuriko, who later revealed himself to be a Suzaku seishi like me, and a man. I was shocked at first to find out that he was a man, and I felt that everything had been a lie. I felt a sense of betrayal, even though we had not known even each other's names. I realized then that I had fallen in love with Nuriko during the days we wandered the garden, one following the other. I felt like a fool, so I tried to make myself feel better by claiming that I was in love with Miaka and have always been. I almost believed it myself. It was then that Nuriko stopped going to the garden. All the times that we were at the palace, he never once stepped into that little heaven where I so often went. It was as if something had shattered. Being a man made Nuriko no less beautiful, and every time that I claimed that I loved Miaka I can not help notice the pained look that crosses his delicate face. It hurt me that I hurt him, since I have always loved Nuriko, though I could never have told him that. I had my duties as the emperor of Konan, and Nuriko understood that. He made the journey into the next world first, sacrificing himself bravely, all the while thinking that he had no reason to live and believing that I didn't love him. But I did, and I followed him later into the underworld. We were separated in life, but now in death, we are finally united, my Nuriko and I. |
| Keiko's rant: *sniff sniff* I was nearly in tears when I read over what I wrote one night out of depression. *starts wailing* Hotohori-sama and Nuriko's fate was sooooo sad!!! Yes I'm a Nuriko/Hotohori fan. The two totally deserve each other. Originally, I wrote this as a companion to Nuriko's reflections, because I felt Reflections - Nuriko was a little sad, if you thought about what happened to Nuriko later on, so I tried to write one from Hotohori's POV, in hopes of having a semi-happy ending, but it still turned out rather sad... Back Main K & K |