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very, very, short but I promise a longer fanfic next time. Thanks to
those who answered my plead. I am very grateful!

Rani@}-,--'--

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All Fushigi Yuugi characters are owned by Yu Watase.

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Fushigi Mizu 4
By: Rani

 He felt the rays of the sun touch his eyes. The ground that he was
walking on was soft and gritty.  He tried to open his eyes to know where
he was, but a great gust of wind blew in his direction which prevented
him from seeing anything at all.

 "Where am I?" Ranma wondered.

  It took a few seconds for the wind to stop. Finally, when it did, He
realized that he was taken back to the desert.

  "Great! That jerk and his weird friends brought me back here." Ranma
exasperated.

 Out of nowhere, a blue-black haired girl appeared a few feet away in
front of him. She was standing, looking lost. She was wearing a familiar
white blouse and green jumper dress.

  Ranma easily recognized who the girl was.

 "A... Akane!" Ranma called out in his loudest voice, hoping she would
recognize him.

 For some strange reason, Akane didn't notice him.

 "It is probably because I did something stupid or perverted again..."
Ranma muttered.

 Ranma wanted to go closer to Akane and then she might talk to him. He
tried moving his legs but they seemed stuck to the ground.

 "What the...? I can't move my legs!" Ranma said. He used all of his
strength but they still refuse to budge.

 "Akane!" Ranma shouted hoping that she might at least look at him.

 Suddenly, a blond haired man wearing an armor stood behind Akane.

  Ranma suddenly sensed fear for Akane. He was still trying to move his
legs but it was hopeless.

 The man held a small dagger in his hand.

 "A-a �akane!" Ranma warned.

 Akane did not move.

 The man's hand went up until tip of the dagger had touched Akane's
neck. His blue-eyes focused at Ranma's blue ones.

 The man gave Ranma a cold smile.

 "Reigen, you are mine..."

      * * *

 "No!" Ranma shouted as she woke from her slumber. She was panting hard
and her clothes were soaked with sweat.

"Akane! No!"Ranma moaned, she was clutching her shoulders that was still
shaking.

As her vision cleared, she noticed something in front of her.

"A mirror? How come there is a mirror?"Ranma thought.

She quickly scanned her surroundings. She wasn't in the desert, this is
a bedroom.

"Thank God! It was just a dream," Ranma sighed.

 But as much as Ranma tried to reassure that it was all just a dream,
she still couldn't erase the memory of the man who threatened Akane. His
cold blue eyes making her shiver with fear, his smile that she knew was
dangerous and downright evil, and the words he said...

 "Reigen, you are mine..."

 Ranma could feel her heart pumping fast. It was the first time that she
felt unknown fear. She swore that never in her life has she ever seen or
knew such a man.

And the way he threatened to kill Akane. Akane. She hated to admit but
she missed the uncute tomboy. But she also knew that she missed her as a
friend and almost as a sister.

"No, it is impossible. Akane is all that is important to me, she is the
only one that I every loved," Ranma softly said.

 Deep inside, Ranma knew that it was a lie. Images and memories are
starting to return to her. A Kingdom of happiness that once had ruled
the country. A Princess's destiny...

 "No!" Ranma whispered in anguish.

 She shook all the thoughts away. She knew that dreams seldom happen.
Maybe it was just because she was tired. Ranma tried to push the
thoughts into the back of her mind. She needed something to distract her
thoughts from the dream.

"Where am I anyway?" Ranma wondered.

 She seemed to be in someone's bedroom. The room was relatively small
and plain, having only a closet, a chair, a mirror, and the small bed
she was on.

 Wanting to know more on this place, she pushed the covers and got up.
But as she stood up, a moan escaped her lips and Ranma quickly sank back
unto the bed. The bump she received from the boulder left her feeling
dizzy and with an intense pain in her head.

  Ranma laid on the bed, noticing a window, and started observing as the
towns people went on with their daily lives. She knew it was a chance
for her to escape but somehow, she couldn't. It felt as she was
deserting her own people.

When she felt the pain lessened, she stood up again, wincing every once
and a while as she slowly got out of bed.

 But before she could fully stand up, Ranma heard her stomach grumble.

 "Oh, great... " Ranma groaned.

 "I must have used most of my energy fighting. I gotta get something to
eat," Ranma said.

 As she fixed her appearance, smoothing the wrinkle of her clothes and
brushing her hair with her fingers, she began to think of the kind
person who took care of her while she was unconscious "I must thank him
for his kindness" Ranma thought. "But food is more important right now,"

 When she was ready, she peeked out of the door, making sure the coast
was clear, then tiptoed out of the room and down the hall.

 The distinct smell of food could be sensed a few feet away and Ranma's
mouth began to water. On her way to where the food was, she heard voices
coming from a room beside her and from what she slightly heard, she was
sure they were talking about her. Wanting to know more about the
conversation rather than the food, she crept near the door, opened it
slightly and listened in...

      * * *

 "Tamahome was beaten by a girl? Looks like your getting weak,
Tama-chan," Tasuki teased.

 "Shut up, Tasuki! How should've I know that she was a girl?" Tamahome
said, getting irritated with Tasuki's teasing. He felt guilty already
for what he has done, and this wasn't helping at all.

 "Tamahome? Not know another girl? I guess it is because you are always
stuck with Miaka..." Tasuki continued.

 "I said shut up!" Tamahome yelled, ready to attack Tasuki.

 "That is enough," Nuriko said putting himself between the two friends.

 "I didn't really know she was a girl cause she acted very much like a
guy , " Tamahome said. "And she is not even cute," he continued.

 Those words somehow irritated Ranma. She wasn't sure how or why but she
was actually offended by his words, she used to teasing Akane with them,
now it seems like the tables have turned.

 "And to think that I wanted to thank the person who brought me here? My
ass!" Ranma thought, she was quite irritated.

Thinking of a plan to get back, she then began to unloosen her braid,
letting her long lustrious red hair fall at her back, creating a very
sexy look. She then unbuttoned the top part of her shirt, revealing her
creamy white shoulders.

Ranma then entered the room with ease making sure everyone would notice
her. She then began making her towards the blue haired jerk. Her hips
was swaying slightly, creating a sexy look.

Everyone of the Seishis, including Nuriko, was deeply entralled by the
buxom red haired girl making her way towards them. It was the first time
a girl ever did that to them and even inside the Emperor's palace.

Tamahome was still talking about the fight when he noticed his friends'
open mouths.

"What's happening to all of you?" Tamahome asked, completely unaware of
the girl behind him.

Ranma, having reached him, tapped lightly on his shoulder.

 Tamahome turned around completely surprised at a very beautiful looking
at him with such sweetness. Her copper red hair was framing her delicate
face, her small pink lips and her blue eyes twinkling.

"Are you talking about me?" Ranma sweetly asked, making her eyelashes
flutter.

And in a flash a fist made it way towards Tamahome's face.

Tamahome quickly sank to the floor, totally unconcious as the rest of
the Seishis was shocked at the girl's strength and her speed.

"Wimp..." Ranma snorted.

       * * *

Meanwhile in the Castle of Konan...

 A man of early twenties with long blond hair and wearing an armor was
sitting languidly on his throne. His handsome face displayed no emotion.

 In front of him was a picture of a beautiful crimson-haired girl,
smiling and holding a single red rose.

But the most distinguishing part of her face was her eyes.

The color of shappire.

 It has been ten years...

Nakago raised his glass, giving salute to the girl. Soon, she would be
his.

Very, very, soon.

"Welcome back, my princess,"