I neither own Ranma Nibunnoichi, Weiss Kreuz, Final Fantasy Eight,
Sailormoon, or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If you want to use Saotome
Yuki in any of your fics, please direct all permission asking towards
Mei Neko, her creator, at [email protected].
If the idea of man-on-man or girl-on-girl squicks you, don't bother to
read. There are some rather violently possessive people in this fic
(*coughYukiSculdichFarfiecough*), all of whom aren't exactly straight.
... Well, you could argue about Farfie. His lover does have a habit of
changing genders with a thought.
And there are Het-couples to. I'm an equal oppurtunity person, and a
realist. Not everyone is homosexual, and not everyone is heterosexual.
Yays ^___^
This won't make sense unless you've read the three previous books,
False Identity, True Identity, and Hidden Identity. I really mean this,
people. Otherwise, how will you understand the SchuuKen subplot, the
reasons that everyone's in FF8, and why they lack memories? Or, how
about who the hell Yuki is. *nodnodnod* Therefore, you can find Books
One, Two and Three at:
http://ladycosmos.anifics.com
http://tannim.anifics.com
http://li_xiang.anifics.com
http://nighthawk.anifics.com
http://archives.anifics.com
http://www.reikaifiles.com
Confused Identity
Prologue : Forever
Li Xiang
Yohji stumbled to a halt at the doors that seemed so massive, once
again cursing his life. What had it been now, four _years_? The others
had probably forgotten him by now-- and even if they had not they would
be looking for someone in their twenties, not a five year old. So lost
in his morbid thoughts was he, that he never noticed the small,
redheaded blur rocketing out of the orphanage.
Therefore, it should come as no surprise, that he found himself flat on
his back, at the bottom of the stairs, a younger girl-- only by a year
or so-- laying on top of him. She blushed, apologizing and scrambling
to her feet, looking at the ground instead of at him.
"'M sowee. I didn' see yoo..."
Kudou winced, wishing with all his might that the little girl's
memories would free themselves, as he dropped his hand to her shoulder,
"S'ok, Sefie, no harm done."
Her head snapped up and a grin crossed her face, "Irvy!"
He smiled weakly, and she noticed. Like any child would, she began to
poke and prod his stomach in an attempt to force him to tell her what
was wrong. But what could he say? Less than a week ago, he had just
been Irvine, the orphaned boy living in Centra. Now, after that bizarre
chance encounter with one of the GFs-- the blue lady-like one, the ice
queen; he thought her name was Shiver or something like that-- his
memories were freed of their restraints, he could recall his previous
lifetime as Kudou Yohji, aka the assassin Balinese.
He ignored that a few of his memories from his current life were
missing-- who care about _that_? In any case, the last thing he could
remember, prior to his earliest memories of this life, was the spell
being cast by Willow Rosenberg, wanna-be Sorceress. Had the spell
killed them? Was it a bizarre form of Cosmos's revenge for killing the
Sailor Senshi?
Well, it hardly mattered. Kudou Yohji no longer existed. Irvine was his
new name, his new identity, his new life. He had not seen anyone else,
excluding Rache-- who was now "Selphie"--, Nagi-- who had become
"Squall"--, Omi-- ironically, Squall's rival, "Seifer"-- and
surprisingly, Nabiki, who he had only seen from a distance the day
before last. Then she was gone, vanishing into a multi-hued wisp of
smoke. So did the strange older-than-the-original-Nagi, of whom he
presumed was really an older Squall. Except the man had just faded out,
not vanish into a smoke cloud, following a short, but barbed,
conversation with Matron Edea.
After several long minutes of not receiving an answer to her questions,
Selphie happened to think upon part of the reason why he was being so
grumpy and distant all of a sudden.
"Oh! Yoo upset abou' bein' a-doe... a-dope... a--"
"Adopted," Yohji supplied sulkily.
"Yeah! Tha's it!" she smiled brightly, "Yoo upset abou' it?"
"A bit..."
"Why'sat?"
He sighed, looking away, "I might not see you again, Sefie."
"Irvy's silly!" Selphie giggled, "Sefie's goin' be rite here!"
He shook his head, "You might end up adopted too..." he gave a sad
smile, "Besides, the Kinneas' live in Deling City. That's a long ways
away. Matron showed us on a map, remember?"
"Oh... Irvy?"
"Yeah Sefie?"
"Best friends forever?"
"Forever and eternity," he vowed with yet another weak grin. He tapped
her on the forehead, "So long as we don't forget each other, ne?"
"I'll neva fo'get!"
---
End Prologue
And anyone who has played the game knows right now that Selphie
forgets. ^___^;;
And a short prolouge. No one complain, Book 3 came out all of thirty
seconds ago, and Book 3 is forty pages long, and was hell to
spellcheck. Bidah.
Sailormoon, or Buffy the Vampire Slayer. If you want to use Saotome
Yuki in any of your fics, please direct all permission asking towards
Mei Neko, her creator, at [email protected].
If the idea of man-on-man or girl-on-girl squicks you, don't bother to
read. There are some rather violently possessive people in this fic
(*coughYukiSculdichFarfiecough*), all of whom aren't exactly straight.
... Well, you could argue about Farfie. His lover does have a habit of
changing genders with a thought.
And there are Het-couples to. I'm an equal oppurtunity person, and a
realist. Not everyone is homosexual, and not everyone is heterosexual.
Yays ^___^
This won't make sense unless you've read the three previous books,
False Identity, True Identity, and Hidden Identity. I really mean this,
people. Otherwise, how will you understand the SchuuKen subplot, the
reasons that everyone's in FF8, and why they lack memories? Or, how
about who the hell Yuki is. *nodnodnod* Therefore, you can find Books
One, Two and Three at:
http://ladycosmos.anifics.com
http://tannim.anifics.com
http://li_xiang.anifics.com
http://nighthawk.anifics.com
http://archives.anifics.com
http://www.reikaifiles.com
Confused Identity
Prologue : Forever
Li Xiang
Yohji stumbled to a halt at the doors that seemed so massive, once
again cursing his life. What had it been now, four _years_? The others
had probably forgotten him by now-- and even if they had not they would
be looking for someone in their twenties, not a five year old. So lost
in his morbid thoughts was he, that he never noticed the small,
redheaded blur rocketing out of the orphanage.
Therefore, it should come as no surprise, that he found himself flat on
his back, at the bottom of the stairs, a younger girl-- only by a year
or so-- laying on top of him. She blushed, apologizing and scrambling
to her feet, looking at the ground instead of at him.
"'M sowee. I didn' see yoo..."
Kudou winced, wishing with all his might that the little girl's
memories would free themselves, as he dropped his hand to her shoulder,
"S'ok, Sefie, no harm done."
Her head snapped up and a grin crossed her face, "Irvy!"
He smiled weakly, and she noticed. Like any child would, she began to
poke and prod his stomach in an attempt to force him to tell her what
was wrong. But what could he say? Less than a week ago, he had just
been Irvine, the orphaned boy living in Centra. Now, after that bizarre
chance encounter with one of the GFs-- the blue lady-like one, the ice
queen; he thought her name was Shiver or something like that-- his
memories were freed of their restraints, he could recall his previous
lifetime as Kudou Yohji, aka the assassin Balinese.
He ignored that a few of his memories from his current life were
missing-- who care about _that_? In any case, the last thing he could
remember, prior to his earliest memories of this life, was the spell
being cast by Willow Rosenberg, wanna-be Sorceress. Had the spell
killed them? Was it a bizarre form of Cosmos's revenge for killing the
Sailor Senshi?
Well, it hardly mattered. Kudou Yohji no longer existed. Irvine was his
new name, his new identity, his new life. He had not seen anyone else,
excluding Rache-- who was now "Selphie"--, Nagi-- who had become
"Squall"--, Omi-- ironically, Squall's rival, "Seifer"-- and
surprisingly, Nabiki, who he had only seen from a distance the day
before last. Then she was gone, vanishing into a multi-hued wisp of
smoke. So did the strange older-than-the-original-Nagi, of whom he
presumed was really an older Squall. Except the man had just faded out,
not vanish into a smoke cloud, following a short, but barbed,
conversation with Matron Edea.
After several long minutes of not receiving an answer to her questions,
Selphie happened to think upon part of the reason why he was being so
grumpy and distant all of a sudden.
"Oh! Yoo upset abou' bein' a-doe... a-dope... a--"
"Adopted," Yohji supplied sulkily.
"Yeah! Tha's it!" she smiled brightly, "Yoo upset abou' it?"
"A bit..."
"Why'sat?"
He sighed, looking away, "I might not see you again, Sefie."
"Irvy's silly!" Selphie giggled, "Sefie's goin' be rite here!"
He shook his head, "You might end up adopted too..." he gave a sad
smile, "Besides, the Kinneas' live in Deling City. That's a long ways
away. Matron showed us on a map, remember?"
"Oh... Irvy?"
"Yeah Sefie?"
"Best friends forever?"
"Forever and eternity," he vowed with yet another weak grin. He tapped
her on the forehead, "So long as we don't forget each other, ne?"
"I'll neva fo'get!"
---
End Prologue
And anyone who has played the game knows right now that Selphie
forgets. ^___^;;
And a short prolouge. No one complain, Book 3 came out all of thirty
seconds ago, and Book 3 is forty pages long, and was hell to
spellcheck. Bidah.