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Reincarnation: Of Chillies and Chocolates	By : IceQueenRex Category: +. to F > Fushigi Yuugi Views: 1952 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Summary: Tasuki and Miaka are worlds apart in their feelings, their
personalities and their lives. And even as reincarnations of their former
selves, as most reincarnations do, they remember their adventures of so long
ago�And sometimes, feelings forgotten in the past can be rekindled in the
future... But can love travel so far? (TasukixMiaka and other pairings)

A/Notes: Hello�my first FY story.
Be kind and PLEASE review, if you do, I can�t pay you, but I will thank you
personally in the next chapter�AND I shall write more and faster! So that�s it
you leechers! REVIEW!!!! *cackles*

Of Chillies
and Chocolates

Chapter 1: Heaven Aint� Close In A
Place Like This

The
sky was dark�darker than usual, but to be expected in the cold season, winter.
Not a star was to be seen, not a single glimpse of the moon. Everything
seemed�dark�dark and dead. The wind blew up, making the leaves swirl in a
pattern on the pavement. It was way after dinner time�close to midnight, and in
this area of town, the people were wary and cautious and never stayed out or
came back home later than eleven. Except tonight was different; for through the
cold stones of the giant rock cluster outside the neighbourhood playground,
along the path of the forest, the trees mostly bare and asleep, walked a girl.

Her
eyes were hidden in shadow, for her head was cast down. Her hair was tucked
warmly into her black trench coat, which the collar was pulled high around her
neck, so as not to let the cold wind seep through. The short heels of her loafers
clicked softly on the frosted pavement, glimmering gold in the few streetlamps
that bordered the sidewalk. The wind blew up again, making the girl shiver,
stop in her tracks and pull the coat tighter around her small body. The cold
air stung her cheeks and nose, making them red and numb and she let out a small
growl of frustration.

She
had stayed late tonight, taking the first part of the graveyard shift along
with her normal night shift. Her high school library was short of a librarian
for the semester so she had volunteered for taking a few shifts. It was near
exam time anyway so the library closed pretty late. It at least helped her
study a little, there being very few people anyway. Not that she was passing
with wonderful grades anyway. Being a little under average when it came to
school, she was expected by everyone to work extra hard, only doing well in
history, language and art.

It
annoyed her to death, but she had to try. And consumed in her current wave of
thought, of school and studying, she didn�t notice the dark shadow that had
appeared behind her, seemingly following her. She continued walking, paying no
attention at all to what was around her until a knife to the neck forced her to
stop. It was so sudden, one minute she�s walking, minding her own business,
when out of the blue, someone grabs her around the shoulders, and holds a knife
to her neck.

She
let out a silent, shocked cry, her eyes wide with fear. �Hey there girly,
what�s your name doll?�

The
deep, husky voice said smoothly into her ear. Trembling, she managed to stutter
out softly, �M-M-Mia-ka, Miaka.�

Miaka
was too scared to act as brave as she usually did at this moment. He had
completely caught her off guard. His breath tickled her ear and she could smell
the dry scent of tobacco and the heavy smell of alcohol. He chuckled deeply, a
low rumbling sound in his chest and Miaka shivered again. �W-what do you want?�
She whispered her voice cracking. She could see his shadow on the ground; he
looked and felt rather tall, his hair seemingly in a ponytail.

�You
know, that name sounds familiar�I think I used to know a Miaka�a very long time
ago.� He completely ignored her question and this only made her tense up even
more. His tone held a very miniscule amount of reminiscence, as if some memory
was being stirred at the back of his mind. She was vaguely aware of a string of
beads being dug into the back of her neck�A
man with a necklace? That�s strange. She thought, with a small frown.

But
there was something else too. His voice sounded�so�familiar. It nagged her at
the back of her brain like the buzz of a mosquito. And she found it rather
annoying. And with that, her fear fell off and was replaced by a strange burst
of aggravation. �HEY!� she shouted, writhing around in his strong grasp. �Are
you going to mug me or what?!� She turned her neck as much as she could and
glared in his face�unfortunately, the furthest she got was his shoulder.

Growling
in frustration, she fidgeted more to try and get a good look at his face�but
unfortunately, to no avail. �What makes you think I�m here to mug you doll? I
may be here to take you home.� He chuckled as the girl in his arms gasped. �Now
let�s have a look under that coat of yours babe.�

He
pulled her off the pavement and into the shadows on the grass. She let out a
small cry as he pushed her to the ground, holding her down by the shoulders.
�NO STOP!� she cried, kicking at him, but he dug his knees into her legs,
hitting a pressure point and ceasing her movements. Her eyes were squeezed
shut, knowing what was about to come next, and when she heard the sound of a
switchblade being opened, her eyes burst wide and she cried in panic, �What are
you doing?!� It was then that she got a look at his face�even if it was in
shadow. She somehow remembered those�violet eyes.

�You.�
She whispered.

The
man�s own eyes widened in recognition as he said, �M-Miaka.� He stood up and
frowned confused down at her. The brown eyed girl took in his features,
shoulder length dark blue hair, bright violet eyes and the bandit necklace
around his neck.

�I-know
you�Kouji!� she gasped, getting up and standing in front of him. It really was
him. The Leader of the Bandits, back in�the book. �Wha-is it really you?�

He
breathed a laugh and quirked a smile, nodding. �It�s me alright. I haven�t seen
you for so long.� They both knew they were both in shock and they just stood
there staring at each other for a few moments.

Miaka
was the first to break the silence when she asked, �What are you doing here?�

He
scratched his neck and confessed, �I�I guess I live here now. I don�t know. I
mean, I was born and all and then one day, when about eight years ago, I just
woke up with all those memories; our adventures of when we were in Konan.�

She
was stunned, that was exactly how it happened for her. What was it that Suzaku
wanted this time? She lived such a normal life until a few years ago when she
woke up with memories�very clear and concise memories of those many years ago. And
now, those memories didn�t seem so far away. They were hers and she cherished
them. And her love for Tamahome hurt her. She was never able to be with him and
it killed her inside out remembering how he used to hold her and how he used to
kiss her. It was love. One that she had yet now, it was gone. Noticing the sad
look on Miaka�s face, Kouji figured that it must have been the same for her and
it hurt her to think about what she had, the relationships she shared with all
those people.

He
smiled and breathed yet another laugh, going up to her and hanging an arm round
her shoulder. Brown eyes met violet as the man winked and said, �Come on, let�s
get a coffee.� Smiling softly and nodding, he let the man steer her out of the
shadows and they walked towards the town.

The
caf� was small, small and cosy. The lights were dim, merely bunches of tea
candles on each table. They slid into a booth and ordered two nice hot, large
mugs of mocha the brown haired girl sipped it appreciatively. �Mmmmmm, so
warm.�

The
dark haired boy laughed and asked, �So, what have you been up to all this time,
doll?�

�Hmm?
Oh, nothing much, I�ve been studying a lot lately, sigh, exams are stressful.
I�m still looking for a new place to stay. A cheaper place to stay. Sigh�having an extra job as a waitress
doesn�t pay well.�

�So,
where do you waitress at, which caf�?�

�Oh,
the Insomnia down on 45^th
street, Konnaduki Walk.�

He
nodded, taking a sip of his coffee and stating, �No wonder, I haven�t been down
there for ages. I�ll have to drop by once in a while.� He smirked that old sly
smirk that Miaka had loved when she was in Konan. �For a free drink perhaps?�

�Hey,
I�m in enough debt as it is, I need money you bandit.� She grinned
challengingly and stirred her coffee. All of a sudden, a thought hit her and
her face turned a bright red.

Noticing
the furious blush, he raised a brow and asked, �Miaka?�

�Bandit?
HEEEEY! YOU! What was the big idea just now anyway?! Trying to take advantage
of a little girl like me!� she shouted, pointing an accusing finger at him.

His
face calmed and he turned away, sticking his nose in the air saying arrogantly,
�Feh! Like you�re worth taking advantage of.�

This
only angered her further as she stood up and shouted, �Not worth it? BAKA I�M
WORKING MY BUTT OF TRYING TO MAKE A LIVING AND YOU SAY I�M NOT WORTH IT?! How
rude.� She slumped down back in her seat with a sulk and downed the rest of her
cup glaring daggers at him the whole time.

�So,
what have you been up to anyway�rapist.�
She muttered the last part quietly enough so as not to be heard.

�Eh? Hmmm, let�s see�I go to
University, I work in a pawn shop, I give lessons to those who have an interest
in sword-fighting and I stay at the University�s dorm.� And by the time he
finished off, Miaka was wide eyed. This boy was smart and he had two jobs.

�I see. You have two jobs, eh?
Alright, it�s settled; you�re paying for the coffees.� She smiled brightly when
he burst out.

�EH? I�m not rich you know!� he
glared at her, those violet eyes burning with annoyance.

�So? You�re richer than me. Oh�by
the way, have you�met any others? Our friends?� she asked half doubtful half
hopeful.

At first, from the solemn look on
his face, Miaka�s hopes were put to rest again but then he grinned and nodded.
�I did, we met about two years ago we go to the same University, but I haven�t
seen him in a few weeks now. He�s been busy apparently.�

�Who?� Miaka asked desperately.

�Tasuki.� He chuckled at her
joyful expression and she leaned over the table and embraced him laughing.

�That means that the others must
be around here too!� she squealed in delight and planted a kiss on his cheek.

�Eh, no saliva please!� he said,
wiping his cheek with a scrunched nose. Miaka sweat-dropped and sat down saying
flatly, �You haven�t changed one bit, do you still hate women so much?�

�Feh! Of course, they�re all
trouble.�

Miaka smirked and stated slyly,
�So, it�s men that you like. I�m sure you and Nuriko would go well together.�

A horrified look appeared on his
face and he spluttered, �Th-that purple haired man who looks like a girl?!�

�Hey, Nuriko is a woman at heart;
she lives for herself and for her sister.� Miaka said in a matter-of-factly
tone. Her eyes became distant as she wondered silently, I wonder if she came back. Nuriko�s death had devastated Miaka to
no end. They were as close as sisters and Nuriko was the person who protected
her both physically and emotionally. The bond they shared was strong and even
death wouldn�t break it. Nuriko was her best friend she realised. Even her
relationship with Yui wasn�t as strong after they had returned. And it brought
a pain to her chest just thinking about her purple haired friend. And Yui�she
didn�t know where that girl was but she was damn sure she was around here
somewhere. She just wished they were able to be as close as they were before.

�You miss him don�t you? Nuriko?�

Kouji�s question earned him a nod
from the girl in front of him and he sighed. �I know how you feel. I miss my
pack too. Tasuki and I, we�re like brothers and even being gone for a few weeks
is enough for me to miss him.�

�I just, I mean if all three of us
can be here then�the rest of them must be here too right?�

Kouji looked at the young woman in
front of him. Even after all those years, she still had that optimistic gleam
in her eyes. And though those brown orbs held the pain of death, war and loss, more
things than any other woman out there her age have seen, she was still strong,
clumsy albeit, but strong. �Don�t worry Miaka, we�ll find them. I promise.�

A small smile graced her features
and she moved to hug him tightly. And this time, he didn�t pull away, but
hugged her back.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

On the other side of town however,
things weren�t going as sweetly as in that caf�. In fact, they were quite the
opposite.

�I SAID I DIDN�T WANT TO BUY
ANYTHING, BAKA!� The phone was slammed down as a certain angry warrior ran a
hand through his ginger hair. Honestly, why anyone would want to sell things to
him this late at night, he had no idea. He had just gotten back from his trip
and was in his dorm at the University. Kouji was out so he had no worries of
waking anyone up�unless the walls weren�t thick enough and his voice leaked out
to the other rooms.

Where is
that bloody Kouji anyway? Feh! Probably off banging some girl. �And he told me he
hated women.� He muttered with a smirk.

The boy fingered the beads around
his neck and sighed. Thoughts about Konan made a swirl in his mind. He missed
those days. The death of his friends hurt him, even though he didn�t show it.
He never showed any emotion except anger and sometimes humour�stupidity came
right after that actually, but that wasn�t an emotion so it didn�t count.

He had gone to look for other
members of his pack only to come back empty handed. He missed those guys, even
if he was closer to the Suzaku Seven. Hmmmm
the Suzaku Seven. My Seishi friends. Miaka� Those were a few people he
hadn�t thought about in a while. But Miaka, she was someone he�d hate to
forget. Her spunk and beautiful nature had saved his sorry arse on more than
one occasion.

He found himself wondering if his
companions of so long ago were around here. He and Kouji had managed to
remember and so the rest of them must have as well. Now all he needed to do was
find them. He looked at the symbol on his wrist and sighed. It was a constant
reminder of the days when he used to fight. He wished he could do that again,
he enjoyed the thrill of fighting and battling against a good opponent. Now all
he could do was practise with Kouji.

And that wasn�t really fun since
they were practically identical when it came to fights. Neither could win.
�Argh! Where are you now Kouji? I need to hit something!� he growled, clenching
his fists.

Walking over to the huge glass
doors to the balcony he rested his forehead and fists on the cool surface
hoping that it would cool him down. Opening his amber eyes, he sighed and
looked up to the sky. A few stars had made their way out. Seven of them. They
shone as bright as anything and Tasuki frowned in curiosity. They were the
constellations of Suzaku, far, far away so they looked like single stars.

One of them was his he knew and
the bright red light from his wrist confirmed that. �Sigh�what do you want now,
Suzaku? Haven�t you caused enough pain already?� The light on his wrist burned
brighter and burnt his skin. He winced slightly in pain and glared at the sky.
�Alright, alright, you bastard! No need to kill me now!�

It was then that in the reflection
of the glass, he saw that a light had been turned on, from under the door. Frowning,
he walked over to the entrance and pressed his ear on the door. Voices were
heard, one a male and one a female. Kouji?
Eh, who are you bringing home at this time of night? Putting on a sneer and
raising a chilli coloured brow, he stood back and moved to open the door.

Only thing is, before he even had
the chance to turn the knob, the door was swung right in his face, knocking him
off his feet with a grunt. Growling in anger, he rubbed his head furiously from
the floor and glared at the couple.

�Tasuki! You�re back!� His mood
immediately brightened as his friend grabbed him by the arm and the two did a
little victory dance in a circle.

�Kouji, long time no see buddy!�

�Nope, you two haven�t changed a
bit. Still as childish as ever,� came a dry yet
humoured voice.

The two stopped in mid step and
Tasuki whirled around. He could never forget that voice. The light was switched
on and amber eyes met brown as the red haired bandit looked in awe at the girl
in front of him.

�M-Miaka?�

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

A/N:
SOOOOOOOOO!!!! What did you think? Tell me in a review!!! Please take the time
to review at rate the fic�I really need some ego
boosting here. This is part of a reincarnation series that I�m doing. I�ll be
doing one of two for Inuyasha, Rurouni Kenshin, Fushigi Yuugi (obviously), maybe Ayashi
No Ceres and a few more if I�m up to it. So�please review and give me some
advice. I�m also posting this on mediaminer.org, fanfiction.net and
aff.net�..yeah. So click the little link below and REVIEW!!! They will be
cherished and thanked at the end of every chapter�and I have a bit of a fetish
for songfics so don�t be surprised if a few chapters
have lyrics in �em. Action will come later�next chapter, a few old faces will
return! And of COURSE N***** will appear�you can probably tell he�s my
favourite character ;) So, thanks for reading!!!

Peace out
guys! Rex.
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