Hallo! Wolfen here! pokes pointer fingers together Um sorry I haven't really posted anything for a good few...months, b-but I had a HUGE writer's block on my other story so I figured that I'd start this out and hope that I would be able to write the next chapter for the other story. sighs Anyway I hope you enjoy it. It's kinda inspired by the fic, My Only SunshineSo um yeah credits for the writer!
Disclaimer: I don't own Tenchi Muyo! Masaki Kajishima does...well actually he's the idea creator person thingy... I think it's AIC owns it...or is it Pioneer? sobs I don't know anymore!
The rain battered down hard upon the covering of the house. Buckets of water had started pouring down late in the night and were not relenting whatsoever. The moaning wind whipped and battered around everything causing it to seep through the cracks and nooks and chill the entire room. Not only was the room cold, but it was dark too. The only source of light was the capricious flickers of lightning. Those stray bolts didn't help the situation much though because with lightning came thunder. The thunder was easily by far the worst of the storm. First the cannonade would make the world tremor to tell us all the apocalypse was here. Then the roar of it would echo eerily throughout the quiet rooms of the home and block out the bashing of the rain. This truly was the storms of all storms, and even though she knew that the rain outside would never reach her; Ryoko still had the chills running up her back. Something about this storm made her feel cold, alone, and so very small in the world. All she could do was curl up in a ball and wish the storm away.
A deafening roll of thunder pierced through the patter of the rain causing the frightened Ryoko give out a small yelp and clutch her eyes shut as hard as possible. She still couldn't figure out what didn't feel right, but she was too scared for it to matter. She just wanted the storm to pass and have the sun come out to shine upon the maimed world. There was something else she wished for also, or rather someone else…
As she sat there, curled up and frightened, two warm arms wrapped tightly around Ryoko and picked her up to be placed on a comforting lap. Immediately Ryoko snuggled into the presence of the being. It was almost like it was a natural instinct to her, but that didn't matter. She wasn't alone anymore and the warmth from the being was overwhelming. Ryoko didn't know what it was, but the more she was cooed and rocked to sleep, the more she felt like she was…home.
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine," From the voice Ryoko pulled together that it was a woman and a familiar one at that, but her mind was too adrift and intent on sleeping that she didn't know who. That didn't matter though because she was here with her. "You make me happy, when skies are grey." The woman now started to lightly caress the soft skin of Ryoko's cheek, "You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away." The woman's voice flowed throughout the room and softened the fear that before had filled it.
The no longer scared girl cuddled more into the embrace of the woman. The roaring of the thunder won't scare me anymore tonight, thought Ryoko as dreams started to form within her head. But before her heavy eyelids closed for the night, she looked up to her savior, directly into her emerald eyes that seemed to shimmer no matter what time of day.
Ryoko smiled as she emitted the small little words that mattered so much to her, "I love you…"
The woman beamed and kissed Ryoko on the forehead, "I love you too my little sunshine…My little Ryoko…"
Ryoko sat up straight in her bed and glanced around the room. It was still late at night, but it wasn't the room she felt she was in moments before, and the woman wasn't there either. Not saying a word, she got out of bed and stared out the window to watch the small droplets of rain patter outside her window. Again she felt cold and alone; though not for the same reasons. Ryoko clutched her arms around herself. The dream was so real, and yet at the same time she had no recollections of such a memory.
The dream felt so good to her, so warm. She wanted to have so many more dreams like that, unlike the ones she would have of her past with Kagato. The blood curdling screams, the life clenching flames, the perpetual pain that would run through her veins. Ryoko shivered and hugged herself even tighter. Somehow though, holding herself wasn't enough. She wanted those arms to once again wrap around her and steady her unease.
As if on cue, Ryoko felt a pang of happiness flow through her mind, and suddenly it all pieced together. She growled, "Damn you Washu!" The mental link between the two was left open, leaving all of her thoughts and her dream wide open for the small scientist to look upon and influence. Ever since Washu had been freed from Kagato's prison, the small scientist claimed that she was Ryoko's mother, and she was intent on proving it to her stubborn daughter. Somehow the fact that a twelve year old could be her mother didn't seem to fit in Ryoko's mind. She trembled in anger and phased down to Washu's lab door. "So you think planting your little memories in my dream will win me back? I don't think so!"
Ryoko opened the door swiftly but quietly, so not to disturb the others who were sleeping, fully ready to pounce upon the unsuspecting genius. Prepared to give her 'mother' a good yell, what Ryoko saw was completely unexpected. There was Washu, sitting on her purple floating pillow as usual, but she was fast asleep. The little twelve year old façade had her head lain upon her small folded arms; her fingers dangling off her halotop. Her long, red, ravenous hair swayed lightly as the girl shifted to get better comfort. The most unique thing about the scene though was how serene Washu's face was. The diminutive scientist would usually have a mischievous grin that was an evident sign of danger. Those familiar with the scientist knew that after seeing that smile resistance was futile, but this smile was pure and genuine. Only one other time had Ryoko seen this smile break Washu's façade and that was in her recent dream. Like Ryoko had, the girl must've been having a good dream that hadn't appeared for years.
The anger Ryoko had felt no longer lingered in her. She only smiled and let out a sigh. She probably overworked herself again…Ryoko thought as she picked up the small girl in her arms to take to some place more comfortable place to sleep. She was about to walk towards the girl's bedroom, but stopped after feeling a pang of great sorrow fill her being. Her attention then went back to the girl as she whimpered in her sleep and wavered, fighting an invisible force.
"Please don't take her away. Please… Not my little…Ryoko…"
Ryoko could only stare at the girl in shock, She's-…she's having a dream about me getting taken away from her… Even after all the years of her piracy and murders and other traitorous crimes, Washu still held Ryoko deep in her heart. Ryoko hugged her tightly and placed the girl in her bed. How anomalous… She had a dream about being held as a child, and now she was holding the very being that held her in her dream.
Even being held as so, Washu still hadn't calmed down from her dream. Tears were now trickling down the small child's cheeks as she shivered under the covers of her bed. Not wanting to leave Washu in such a state, Ryoko did the only thing she could do. She sat on the edge of Washu's bed and began to hum the song that her mother used to sing to her and rubbed the child's back gently, just to show she was there for her. Seeing that she had calmed down after the song, Ryoko was satisfied and got up and left the child to return to her dreams.
That song is infectious! Ryoko reflected while she walked towards the lab door. Before leaving, she noticed that Washu's halotop hadn't disappeared like it usually did. She tentatively walked towards it, scared that it may blow up or an alarm would go off, and stared at the crab screensaver. What was she working on anyways that made her so tired…and made her have such dreams too…She gave a quick tap on the keyboard only to be in awe yet again this morning.
They were pictures, but not just any pictures. They were pictures of a younger her; a girl that she no longer remembered. Was I really…that happy? In every one she was genuinely smiling, except for the one here and there of her pouting about something her mother did like scruff her hair or hug her too tightly. Looking through all the pictures was painful to her, making her feel guilty of forgetting such memories, but she was glued to the screen. The hours flew by and as she looked at the last photo, the sun's light filled the room and shimmered down upon Ryoko.
The last photo was probably her favorite of them all. It had her at the age of about five on top of her mother's red raging mane of hair. Both of them were happy as could be and gave the victory sign to the camera. The rarely seen, pure smile was planted on both of their faces as her golden and Washu's emerald eyes stared back at Ryoko. The image would be forever burned in her mind. The happiness that bastard took away from me…Shivering again she looked at the clock for it to show 7:28 in the morning. Had she really been looking at the pictures that long?
Ryoko quickly closed the folder 'My Sunshine' and shut off the halotop before floating over to the door. Hopefully Sasami won't be up yet making breakfast! It'll be the death of me should I be caught! Cautiously opening the door, she smelled the air to see if Sasami was cooking. Thankfully she wasn't and so Ryoko phased back in her room to recollect all that had happened in the past few hours. Little did she know though, that Sasami was out in the shed gathering the vegetables for breakfast and had walked in just as Ryoko phased away.
"Ryoko? I wonder what she was doing in Washu's lab…" Sasami only grinned, "She must've settled something with Washu if she left her lab with such a tranquil face." With that she figured that she would make Ryoko's favorite meal in celebration of what she had just discovered.
Done! ...Actually not really. I have a second part that I've been working on, and I wanted to know what you thought of this and see if you wanted the second part or no...yeah...Well hope you enjoyed!