Hellooo!! Hmm.. this is an odd fic but has been playing my mind ever since I drew an older looking version of Ayeka. I hope you guys like this and let me know what you think.. =D
disclaimer: Tenchi Muyo is NOT mine. No money is being made off of this fic, as usual.. =) I LOVE Morrissey so the title of the fic is from one of his songs. Like someone said (i dont know who) give credit where credit is due!
I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me
By Wonder Girl
The Queen of Jurai bit her lip nervously as she fingered her long violet hair that hung loose at her back. Her crimson eyes focused on the person before her. She sighed involuntarily and smiled as brightly as she could. The news she had received of her husband had saddened her. However, she would mourn later but for now she had to remain strong for her daughter. She shrugged a bit and kneeled down. "Tenshi," she called.
A girl of about six years of aged focused her violet eyes on her mother. "Kaa-san!!" She squealed as she ran to her.
Ayeka embraced her daughter and stroked her fuscia hair coloured hair. "My little angel," she whispered.
"Kaa-san?" Her daughter asked nervously. "What's wrong?" She questioned as she backed away a little from her mother's embrace to gaze at her.
Ayeka smiled sadly. "Your tou-san. . ."
The young girl's eyes widened. "What happened to tou-san!?"
Ayeka embraced her daughter once more. "Your tou-san is in a better place now," she whispered as she caressed her daughter's hair. "He's watching over you now," she said, almost to herself.
The small child cried quietly. She knew she would never see her beloved father ever again.
Ayeka sighed as she entered her room and flung herself on her bed. She sobbed loudly. Her husband was gone, taken by a fatal disease. Yes, she did not love him but he meant so much to her. After Tenchi had chosen Ryoko as his love Ayeka was devastated. She wanted so much to die. However, this man had seen her crying and praying for her life to end. Since that day they had become inseparable. Ayeka had learned from him to be more compassionate of other's needs and more graceful. He had taught her so much and yet wanted so little in return. When it came time for her to choose her future husband she chose him. He had already confessed his love to her, knowing she could never return anything more but love of that of a friend.
And now he was dead. Her bestfriend, the father of her child, her pillar of sanity. She knew he would not want her to mourn his death but to seek out her happiness.
It was dark now. Ayeka had slept through most of the day as she sat up and straightened herself out. Tomorrow would be a long day, she thought. Ayeka stood up and walked out the door and into the hallway. She quietly crept through the palace and into her daughter's room. Silently she snuck in and sat down beside her little angel's sleeping form. "Would should I do now, little one? You are the only one I have left. . ."
"You have me as well, sister. . " A voice whispered behind her.
"Sasami," Ayeka yelped as she whirled around to face the blue-haired Jurian. *She is Tsunami,* a voice giggled in her head as she faced her sister.
"Ayeka," Sasami said softly. "I am so sorry about Chiaki, he was a good man," she whispered placing a hand on her sister's shoulder.
Ayeka smiled sadly at her sister. "I know," she breathed. "Perhaps the best man I have ever known. . ." She turned to face her daughter.
"Ayeka. . . " Sasami whispered knowing that her sister was trying to convince herself of her last comment.
In the depths of space, back on earth, a dark blue-haired boy ran around his home being persued by several other children. "YAMATO!!!" A voice yelled.
The boy whirled around trying to find the source of the voice but was forced to the ground as the children that had been following him slammed into him.
"Yamato," a voice growled.
The boy's amber coloured eyes looked up innocently at the person who had addressed him.
"How many times have I told you!? Not to use your power?!" A man's voice boomed.
The boy's cat-like tail flickered around nervously. "Goman, otou-san! But they made me!!" He said as he shot up from the group and pointed an accusing finger at the group.
"Liar!!" One boy shouted.
"Yeah! You beat us up for no reason!!"
Yamato growled and prepared to beat up the boys when he felt that he was being lifted by his shirt.
"Goodness," his father sighed. "So much like your mother. Now apologize to them."
Yamato crossed his arms are hmphed. "no"
His father glared at him. "Do it."
"Fine fine, I'm sorry! Happy?"
His father smiled and looked at the bruised boys. "Well, there ya go!"
The boys looked at the man and smiled. "Arigato, Masaki-san!" And ran out the door.
The man looked to his boy. "If only your mother was still alive," he chuckled as he imagined Ryoko punishing the boy. "You're lucky," he said teasingly dropping the boy.
"Otou-san!!" The boy growled as he hit the floor.
~~~~~
"Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm"
- Moz
TELL ME WHAT YA THINK!! =D I have sooo many ideas for this fic!! =)
disclaimer: Tenchi Muyo is NOT mine. No money is being made off of this fic, as usual.. =) I LOVE Morrissey so the title of the fic is from one of his songs. Like someone said (i dont know who) give credit where credit is due!
I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me
By Wonder Girl
The Queen of Jurai bit her lip nervously as she fingered her long violet hair that hung loose at her back. Her crimson eyes focused on the person before her. She sighed involuntarily and smiled as brightly as she could. The news she had received of her husband had saddened her. However, she would mourn later but for now she had to remain strong for her daughter. She shrugged a bit and kneeled down. "Tenshi," she called.
A girl of about six years of aged focused her violet eyes on her mother. "Kaa-san!!" She squealed as she ran to her.
Ayeka embraced her daughter and stroked her fuscia hair coloured hair. "My little angel," she whispered.
"Kaa-san?" Her daughter asked nervously. "What's wrong?" She questioned as she backed away a little from her mother's embrace to gaze at her.
Ayeka smiled sadly. "Your tou-san. . ."
The young girl's eyes widened. "What happened to tou-san!?"
Ayeka embraced her daughter once more. "Your tou-san is in a better place now," she whispered as she caressed her daughter's hair. "He's watching over you now," she said, almost to herself.
The small child cried quietly. She knew she would never see her beloved father ever again.
Ayeka sighed as she entered her room and flung herself on her bed. She sobbed loudly. Her husband was gone, taken by a fatal disease. Yes, she did not love him but he meant so much to her. After Tenchi had chosen Ryoko as his love Ayeka was devastated. She wanted so much to die. However, this man had seen her crying and praying for her life to end. Since that day they had become inseparable. Ayeka had learned from him to be more compassionate of other's needs and more graceful. He had taught her so much and yet wanted so little in return. When it came time for her to choose her future husband she chose him. He had already confessed his love to her, knowing she could never return anything more but love of that of a friend.
And now he was dead. Her bestfriend, the father of her child, her pillar of sanity. She knew he would not want her to mourn his death but to seek out her happiness.
It was dark now. Ayeka had slept through most of the day as she sat up and straightened herself out. Tomorrow would be a long day, she thought. Ayeka stood up and walked out the door and into the hallway. She quietly crept through the palace and into her daughter's room. Silently she snuck in and sat down beside her little angel's sleeping form. "Would should I do now, little one? You are the only one I have left. . ."
"You have me as well, sister. . " A voice whispered behind her.
"Sasami," Ayeka yelped as she whirled around to face the blue-haired Jurian. *She is Tsunami,* a voice giggled in her head as she faced her sister.
"Ayeka," Sasami said softly. "I am so sorry about Chiaki, he was a good man," she whispered placing a hand on her sister's shoulder.
Ayeka smiled sadly at her sister. "I know," she breathed. "Perhaps the best man I have ever known. . ." She turned to face her daughter.
"Ayeka. . . " Sasami whispered knowing that her sister was trying to convince herself of her last comment.
In the depths of space, back on earth, a dark blue-haired boy ran around his home being persued by several other children. "YAMATO!!!" A voice yelled.
The boy whirled around trying to find the source of the voice but was forced to the ground as the children that had been following him slammed into him.
"Yamato," a voice growled.
The boy's amber coloured eyes looked up innocently at the person who had addressed him.
"How many times have I told you!? Not to use your power?!" A man's voice boomed.
The boy's cat-like tail flickered around nervously. "Goman, otou-san! But they made me!!" He said as he shot up from the group and pointed an accusing finger at the group.
"Liar!!" One boy shouted.
"Yeah! You beat us up for no reason!!"
Yamato growled and prepared to beat up the boys when he felt that he was being lifted by his shirt.
"Goodness," his father sighed. "So much like your mother. Now apologize to them."
Yamato crossed his arms are hmphed. "no"
His father glared at him. "Do it."
"Fine fine, I'm sorry! Happy?"
His father smiled and looked at the bruised boys. "Well, there ya go!"
The boys looked at the man and smiled. "Arigato, Masaki-san!" And ran out the door.
The man looked to his boy. "If only your mother was still alive," he chuckled as he imagined Ryoko punishing the boy. "You're lucky," he said teasingly dropping the boy.
"Otou-san!!" The boy growled as he hit the floor.
~~~~~
"Last night I dreamt
That somebody loved me
No hope, no harm
Just another false alarm"
- Moz
TELL ME WHAT YA THINK!! =D I have sooo many ideas for this fic!! =)