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Summary: PrincessCookShipper (Ash/Sasami) Sasami enters a secret cave, but when she hits the bottom, she suffers amnesia from serious head trauma. Ash, leaving for the Hoenn Region, decides to help her out with regaining her memory.
No Need for Amnesia
Chapter I: A Cave of Wonder
A rooster echoed a morning caw, alarming the countryside. A large house was struck by the light beams of the sun. However, one person inside the house was alert far before the sun poked over the horizon. A young girl was cracking eggs, toasting bread, pulping orange juice…all while having a cute, innocent smile. The sky blue-hair pigtailed kid was wearing a green/white royal outfit under a pink apron. Her pink eyes saw the table, already set for such a meal. Plates, spoons, bowls, glasses, butter…fit for ten people. Was this place really a hotel? She's fixing up a continental breakfast. The gentle whiff of sausages and stew aroused a gray-haired old man with glasses. He wore feudal samurai fatigues with a white top and turquoise bottom. He glanced toward the pre-morning chef, nose scenting the fragrance of toast and maple syrup. If this guy was aged, his nose over the gray mustache was showing no notice. "Bright and early as always, Sasami," the old man happily sighed. Hearing someone else in the kitchen, not to mention her name being called out, Sasami saw the aging relic, smiling like her freckles.
"Oh, good morning Grandpa," she gleefully welcomed. "Another day of training?" That could explain why he seemed so fit despite his age. Grandpa softly chuckled at the soft ponderance.
"No, actually, I've received a call yesterday. There's a horde of realtors wanting to ask for an estimate on the home. Sometimes, arrogance can be impossible to retaliate against." Did this mean that the house was going to be up for sale? "I'd rather die than give up a house that's been in the Misaki family for hundreds of years." Grandpa may be overreacting. Sasami did act as concerned, not willing to lose this place.
"I don't wanna see Tenchi thrown out of here." Grandpa came over, pouring some of the boiling stew into a tiny saucer. Taking a sip, his mind shot on one thing. To the moment, nothing was too important than food.
"Why don't we get breakfast set? I'll worry about the realtors when they arrive." That was a good idea. Smiling, Sasami proceeded onward to completing the meal. The day continued on, nothing special occurring yet. Afternoon rolled by while Sasami was hanging sheets on a hanger. For a young girl, her abilities to do what she desired had nothing to hold her back. A grown woman emerged to join Sasami with a wicker basket full of wet clothes. Her purple hair matched parts of a robe that she wore. However, she didn't seem to be too happy about something.
"Why can't Ryoko do her own laundry?" she grumbled to herself. "She's the laziest woman on Earth!" Her rant broke Sasami's concentration on the clothes, allowing a blanket to drape over her. The purple woman hiccupped when Sasami was covered, and it's not like she needed to be warm. "Sorry about that, Sasami." She helped remove the blanket from Sasami, draping it onto the clothesline.
"It's okay, sis," Sasami eased. "I get your frustration." The sister seemed at ease that someone understood her anger. "Besides, if there's anyone who needs a tongue lashing, it's Mihoshi." The big sister snickered at Sasami's choice of who needed to be scolded at overall.
"Well, not necessarily." Why not?
"Why do you say that, Ayeka?" Surely, there had to be a reason.
"At least Mihoshi tries to do her chores, albeit not the best way to deal with them. The only thing so far has been peeling potatoes like a skill chef, much to anyone's chagrin." In a shy giggle, Sasami got some of the ideas that Ayeka explained. They proceeded back, hanging the sheets. Of course, their peace of laundry was about to be shattered.
"I'm sure Kiyone is keeping her on the straight path," a young man reasoned about concepts of Mihoshi. That wasn't Grandpa. Ayeka and Sasami turned to see a young raven-haired man in a black school outfit. The girls instantly became emphatic with the new male.
"Tenchi, you're home!" Sasami gleefully cheered as she bolted to Tenchi's side, giving him a hug. Tenchi seemed in awe at the welcoming.
"Hey, Sasami! I haven't been gone that long, have I?" It could be that she's hugging you for your safe return. Ayeka came up, less than excited about Tenchi return but with a smile still.
"Welcome home, Lord Tenchi," she politely greeted. "Another hard school day, I presume?" Tenchi lofted a soft chuckle, knowing that she was over exaggerating quite a bit.
"It wasn't too bad, today." He quickly peered around, expecting someone. "Say, has anyone seen Ryoko? I noticed that she wasn't by the staircase when I arrived." Ayeka hiccupped hearing about Ryoko. Was it that he was interested in the lazy female, speculated by Ayeka? She fumed under the suspicion.
"I still can't believe that twisted…fiend would be still on your mind!" Sasami clung onto Tenchi in her fear of the soaring anger fueling Ayeka. Tenchi, on the other hand, believed Ayeka was simply overreacting to what he said.
"That wasn't what I meant, Miss Ayeka!" Suddenly, Sasami pondered why Tenchi opened the point about Ayeka.
"I think Tenchi was asking because she's always the first to greet him when he came home," she figured. "It's pretty much a tradition for him." Hearing that piece of evidence, Ayeka realized she over-blew the issue.
"Oh, I see," she hushed. "So sorry about that." Tenchi and Sasami were willing to forgive her outburst. Suddenly, Sasami turned to the kitchen with a clock posted on the wall, reading 4:20. Was there something that she needed to do?
"Well, if there's one thing that'll get Ryoko's attention, it's food. I'm gonna get dinner started." That sounded like a great idea. Sasami raced into the kitchen, ready to cook. Thinking that it wasn't a big issue, Tenchi and Ayeka dropped the subject and proceeded inside. The night became uneventful as everyone ate, cleaned up, and had gone to bed. Sasami was out like a light. Ayeka looked at her sister, cherishing her life that kept making her happy. The next morning, Tenchi and Sasami walked down to a paved road at the bottom of a tall stairwell. It had seemed that Sasami had escorted Tenchi as he was leaving for school.
"Well, I'll see you when I'm done with classes," he promised. He knelt down, giving Sasami a hug for luck.
"Take care, Tenchi." With that acknowledgment, Tenchi walked off, leaving Sasami to smile and wave. Sasami was about to return to the house back upstairs. Suddenly, her ears heard something, causing her to look down the other side of the road, opposite of Tenchi's path. What was that mysterious sound? She ran to the echoing mystery. That's when she found a cavern. The cavern appeared like a tiny hill with a giant hole carved in. "What's this?" Curiosity befalling her, Sasami entered the cave. The light vanished from her sight…and so did the ground. A scream echoed from out of the cave…but no one would hear it.
Meanwhile, there was a voyage port by the shores of a city. Ferries docked by the port, passengers departing for their stay on the land. Other passengers patiently waited for those docking off to finish, so that they could board the boat. One of those passengers, a young raven-haired child, not much younger than Tenchi, and a yellow mouse with a lightning-shaped tail were psyched to board the ferry. The boy was wearing a blue sweat-t-shirt and jeans along with a red baseball cap. "Check it out, Pikachu," the boy grinned to his mouse on his shoulder. "The ferry to the Hoenn Region!" The Hoenn Region appeared to be on this boy's mind. Why would that be?
("It's just a league that you're trying out, Ash,") Pikachu sighed. ("It's nothing to get too overwhelmed about.") The boy, Ash, shot a snarling peek at his partner. It would seem that Ash had reasons to be pumped for new lands.
"Come on, buddy. New lands, new people to meet, new Pokémon…" Pikachu got the message. Suddenly, its ears picked up a strange sound, forcing it to jerk its head to the trees. Ash saw his friend swivel his head, wondering what Pikachu heard. Pikachu leaped off Ash's shoulder, racing to the tree lines. The two proceeded into the wooded area when…there was Sasami! She was out cold and on her stomach.
("Oh no!") Ash got to Sasami's side, seeing bumps and bruises on her head and hands. Ash knelt down, seeing if she was okay.
"Kid? Hey, kid!" No response. Worse, blood was trickling from a skin laceration above an ear. "This isn't good. She's hurt." In desperation, Ash hoisted the unconscious girl in his arms, racing away from the scene. Ash knew of one solution to this ordeal: a hospital. What would be Sasami's fate?
TO BE CONTINUED…