Man, am I screwed up or what? When will I go back to writing happier fics? Meh.

This popped up while I was watching a Tenchi music video about Ryoko. I have always thought Ryoko was way too loyal to Tenchi for her own good. And a friend and I have discussed that if Tenchi asked her to, we thought Ryoko would commit suicide. No doubt in my mind. She loves him that much. Well, this is morbid and depressing, and possibly a little out of character, but it's my take on Ryoko's loyalty.

As for the dress part, it was just a convenience. I needed some reason for Tenchi to be angry, and I remember her tearing the dress. So it was perfect! So, anyways, I hope you enjoy my twisted little fanfic!

Reviews are always welcomed! Yay!

Here I stand, at the edge of some unknown cliff. I'm not ready to die, yet. But he wished it and therefore I must obey him. He never realized it; I'd do anything he asked of me. Tenchi, you fool. I always have done what he has wanted, even if he never noticed. I always did obey him.

I loved him so dearly. No, I still love him.

Even as I stand here, preparing myself for the long fall to my death. His words haunt my memory. Those vicious words.

"I hate you, Ryoko! I just wish you would die! You're such a hindrance, always ruining everything! Why don't you go jump off a cliff?"

I didn't mean to tear his Grandmother's dress, really, I didn't. I just wanted him to see how beautiful I could look if I actually made an effort. But I was stupid. I spun around and caught the sleeve. It tore, such a horrid sound it made. As if it was screaming in pain. Then I had to be even stupider and rip the other sleeve off.

"There, it matches!"

So stupid! It's my fault he hates me.

I fixed the dress (It was done badly since I don't sew) and flew out here.

He wants me to die. So be it. I'll do it for him, for my love. His wish is always my command.

"RYOKO!" Ayeka's voice rang loud in the distance. She's always making excuses for Tenchi. She loves him, too. Well, now he's all hers. I'll no longer be in the way.

"Ryoko, wait! Tenchi didn't mean it!" Yes, Princess, he did. He always does. Every time he screams he hates me, he's always truthful. It's just this is the first time he ever requested my death.

I stepped off the cliff edge. I could hear Ayeka's screams and somehow, they brought a smile to my face. I love Tenchi, but now I'm finally free. I never once thought of saving myself, even though I could fly. The last thing I heard before sweet, sweet freedom was "I'm sorry."