N3M Cptr 1 |||So Close No Matter How Far...|||
A ring of smoke rose into the air, and the boy wearing the blindfold stood ready
to receive his punishment. The sound of many rifles being loaded; was preceded
by a man asking him, "Do you have any last requests?" The boy in the blindfold
said, "Can I undo what had been done?" The commandant sighed, then ordered,
"Ready, Aim... Fire!"
Tenchi bolted awake right before the firing squad had shot him. "Just another
dream," he muttered to himself. "It's been like this ever since they left..." he
said to himself. It had been over five months now since they had gone. He had
lost his temper, and then he lost his friends... Friends? no, family? Yes, he
had lost his family. He lay down on his back and held his head; it still hurt
when he thought of it. Maybe if he did something drastic enough they would be
able to know he was truly sorry. Maybe if he jumped off the highest building in
the world, or burned himself alive, or... "Snap out of it," he told himself. He
had gone damn near stir crazy after they left. And it was his entire fault, even
though he tried to convince himself different; he knew deep down inside that it
was. All because he couldn't hold his tongue when he had become enraged. He
still remembered it, like it was yesterday...
*~*Start of cheesy Flash-Back sequence*~*
(I know, flashbacks suck, what am I going to tell ya?)
It was a day like any other day, only it wasn't any other day; it was the day
his life would change forever. He arrived home at his usual time, and was
greeted by Ryoko and Aeka at the usual spot. They had the usual walk home, icy
stares included and the usual before dinner bickering and fighting over his
affections. What they didn't, and couldn't have known, was that Tenchi had had a
really bad day at school. This, compounded by the fact that he hardly ever let
his feelings out, made for the perfect emotional blowout situation. At dinner,
Aeka and Ryoko had found their usual dumbass thing to pick a fight about; and
Tenchi tried to tune it out, like all the other nights... But he couldn't, their
name calling and shrewd laughs
grated on him. It was like the sound of two chainsaws used to clean a
chalkboard, as hundreds of dogs and cats hollowed in unison. He gritted his
teeth and silently hoped for a meteorite to fall from the sky and strike him
dead. "Count backwards from 10," he told himself. Aeka laughed and rolled her
eyes as she traded more insults with Ryoko. "Better make it 1000," he concluded.
They booth stood up, and started yelling at each other. "How dare you insult a
member of the Jurai royal family in such a manner, you will pay for this!"
snapped Aeka. Ryoko let out a yawn, "Oh, ya; and who is going to make me 'pay
for this'? Certainly not you, your royal pain in the assness!" It was like a
landmine going off in a field full of daisies. "Can't both of you shut up for
one damn meal!," screamed Tenchi as he stood. "You overzealous bitches never
stop your godamn fighting!" he said, screaming louder. Ryoko and Aeka (and
everyone else at the table) were in a complete state of shock. "You drive me
completely insane! Day in, day out, it's always the same, fight - fight - fight
- fight! I'm so sick of it; I..." The next six words changed his life forever,
"Wish you had never come here!!!" With his anger expressed, he stormed out of
the house, into the wilderness; were he stayed for three nights.
On the forth day he returned to his house, only to find it empty. "Ryoko, Aeka?
I'm sorry for what I said. I, I really didn't mean it; I just was just having a
bad day. I shouldn't have taken it out on you two." He went into the kitchen,
which was fairly clean, but devoid of life. "Aeka? Ryoko? Sasami?" he called as
he headed upstairs. He knocked on the door to the princess' room, "I know it's
no excuse..." After a brief period of silence, he pushed it open. He found the
thing he dreaded most, nothing. The room was completely cleaned out, only two
neatly folded futons remained. "For what I said..." he breathed to himself. He
sprinted around the rest of the house, opening all doors while calling for them.
They were nowhere to be found. "Don't worry, there is a perfectly good
explanation for this," he told himself. "Yeah, you told them you wish they had
never come here, so they left," Was the perfectly good explanation he gave
himself. "Please no..." He trembled as he reached out to turn the door to the
closet door under the stairs. Inside the whirr and click of machinery was
interrupted only by intermittent beeps. "Thank God!," he said aloud as he
stepped inside. He looked around, and weakly called out, "Miss Washu?" No
answer. He walked deeper into the blackness, "Miss Washu?" he called out again.
No answer. He peered into the darkness, and then turned to leave. As he closed
the door behind him, he realized that had ruined it, ruined it all.
He may have not been the sharpest tool in the shed, but after Washu's lab
disappeared, he knew they were never coming back. "Damnit!," he yelled as he
slammed his fist against the ground. What the hell had he been thinking? Wish
they had never come, what an idiot thing to say! Had he known what was going to
transpire that day, he would have gladly traded his life for the insurance it
would not have happened. But it did happen, and, a phrase from some movie he had
seen stuck in his mind: "You have passed the point of no return, there is no
turning back now..." No turning back, not now, not ever.
After they left, he realized how complete his life really had been with them
there. How he longed to hear their voices, just one more time. He had been
catatonic for the first month, every day he did what he was supposed to. But he
never felt anything, it was all motions, no feeling. He was surprised he hadn't
gotten ill, after not eating and sleeping for so long. Then two months passed,
then three. He eventually stopped doing anything, oh sure, his dad and
grandfather thought he was doing stuff, but he wasn't. He had dropped out of
school over a month ago, and he couldn't hide that for much longer. He had
considered suicide, but dismissed that thought; he also contemplated running
away. That seemed to be the best thing, to save his family the embarrassment of
his failure. The problem was where to run to; there was nowhere on earth he
wanted to be. He thought about highjacking a space shuttle, but knew that was
ridiculous. Even if he could get inside the thing, he would never get it off the
ground. What he needed was a miracle, and a good one at that. He looked up into
the now sparkling, night sky; and wished upon a falling star, a large, very fast
falling star.
"That is no star," Tenchi told himself, "That is a space ship, and not anything
from earth, either!" It couldn't be... could it? It look like, yes, it had to
be! It was Ryo-oki! "Woohoo," screamed Tenchi as he sprinted towards his house.
He looked up behind him as he ran, and saw that the ship was white. White!,
Ryo-oki isn't white! And the points were facing down. "Shit," huffed Tenchi as
he came to a sudden halt. It wasn't Ryoko, of course not! It was Nagi, damnit!
Why her, anyone but her! She would just stay long enough to find out Ryoko
wasn't on earth anymore, then leave to find her... "Leave to find her, Leave
earth to find here, Duh!" He smacked himself up the side of the head and resumed
sprinting. He reached his front yard just shortly after Nagi had started to poke
around... Well, that is, if kicking in the front door and trashing the house
constitutes 'poking around'. Tenchi was leery to enter the house, remembering
how there last encounter on earth turned out. But he realized, now that he was
out of Ryoko's good graces, to say the least, Nagi would have no use for him,
hopefully. He heard another door being broken down, and tried to think of a way
to ask a ruthless bounty hunter for a free trip to an intergalactic bus stop...
"Oh, ya. This is going to go over like a lead balloon."
Nagi was frowning as she walked down the stairs, disappointed at the realization
that her prey had fled this planet a long while ago. "Well, well," she said
quietly to herself, "its Tenchi, Ryoko's man. At least this trip is not a total
loss..." Allowing herself a sinister smile, Nagi strode across the room until
she was face to face with him. "And how are you doing now-a-days?" Tenchi
smiled, "Good, exceptionally well, and yourself?" He wasn't a very good liar;
she was also amused at his feigned courage. "I'm well, and how is Ryoko holding
up?" Tenchi was hoping she wouldn't ask this for a few more minutes, or at least
until he had come up with a good lie. He decided to tell her the truth; he had
read somewhere that 'the truth will set you free'. "I wouldn't know, she left
earth about five months ago now. I was hoping you had some information on her
whereabouts..." A complete waste of time, and a five-month head start, this was
turning into a bad day. I had better make sure, "Why did she leave?" "She was,
uh, bored with earth; she needed some excitement in her life." He truly was a
horrible liar, "Mmmhuh, well then, I have a five month head start to catch up
with..." She walked briskly past Tenchi, towards her cabbit.
Something a kin to a nuclear bomb went off inside Tenchi's head as he watched
his last chance walking away. "Wait! Could you take me with you?" He blurted
out. Nagi replied gruffly, "I am not your baby sitter, nor am I an escort
service. Find your own way off of this god forsaken rock." He WAS desperate,
"Please, I'll be in your eternal debt!" "You all ready are in my debt, do you
forget my help so quickly?" How low can you go? "Please, I will surly pay you
back!" Nagi turned around, laughing; "You, pay me back, and just how would you
propose you would go about doing this?" Couldn't she hear how desperate he was,
didn't she have one ounce of compassion? She pivoted around, and walked up the
ramp of her ship. "Wait! You must take me with you, you must!" How could Ryoko
have ever been interested in such a man? "I all ready told you, no! You are
weak, and helpless, the only thing you are good for, is slowing others down!" If
her words were so blunt, why did they cut like a knife? "Everything you said is
true, all of it, every last word..." His voice trailed off. "Just, just forget
it." He hung his head as he walked away.
Maybe he would get lucky, and when he was repairing the damage in the house, a
ruptured gas pipe would explode. He would never be so lucky. Tenchi sighed
loudly as he shuffled up to his front door. He leaned against the jamb, and
secretly prayed for the house to fall down upon him. He was such a loser! First
he lost his cool and told everyone he wished they had never come. Then he stayed
away for so long that they thought he had truly meant it. Now he had let his
last chance at an apology just slip out of his hands. He went inside the house,
and started to access the damage.
Nagi had seen some pretty depressed people in her line of work, but this case
took the cake. The way his face fell after she told him she would never take
him, it was disgraceful. "Oh, well," she said to herself, "I've got too many of
my own problems to worry about, let alone worrying about others problems."
Besides, he would just slow her down. And Ryoko wasn't interested in him any
more, either. Why was she telling herself these things? Was she just trying to
make an excuse so she wouldn't feel guilty about it later? Well, she already
does have a five-month head start, what is another hour to take this kid
somewhere... "I know I'm going to regret this," she muttered.
About one month after everyone had arrived, Tenchi's father bought a spare to
practically everything in the house. Not being able to count the times they had
come in handy before, Tenchi just shrugged his shoulders as he picked up a few
doors. He thought a warehouse selling doors would probably become rich if it
opened in his back yard; until he had royally fed up everything, he reminded
himself. He walked to the front door, and leaned the replacement against the
damaged frame. He shimmed and screwed the hinges on, and swung it open to make
sure it was done properly. He swung it to the outside, and then swung it inside,
only to see Nagi standing at the door. "Holy," he stopped himself; he still
remembered being tied up and thrown in a coffin. Nagi wasn't exactly the type of
person one liked being surprised to meet. She just stared at him through her
seemingly dead, red eyes. "What!?" he nervously blurted out.
"We leave in two minutes." she said with an impish grin. With that, she did an
about face and casually walked back to Ken-ohki.
Tenchi scrambled up the stairs to his room. He grabbed a backpack out of the
closet and stuffed as much clothes in it as possible. He thought about what
other things would be useful on a trip to outer space. He briefly thought about
what he thought of space travel before the girls had arrived; a heavy space suit
with a very limited supply of oxygen. He quietly laughed to himself as he
remembered just how far behind earth was when it came to space flight. His
sword; check, clothes; check, leave a note for his father and grandfather,
check... "Anything else that would be useful?" He was walking out of his room
when he glanced at his desk and saw the girls staring back at him, from behind a
glass frame. A tear rolled down his cheek as he folded it and placed it in his
pocket.
Waiting in Keno-ohki, Nagi was busy trying to remember Ryoko's usual hants. She
had fully expected her to still be on this backwater planet, and with no crimes
reported, to be committed by Ryoko, she wondered where she could be hiding. Deep
in thought, she hardly noticed Tenchi was aboard until he cleared his throat.
She smiled when she saw everything he was carrying: a backpack overflowing with
clothes, a full pillow case of misc. items, and a small box of flat, circular
things.
"Expecting a long layover?" She asked with a chuckle.
"Very." Tenchi replied as he dropped everything on the floor. He let out a heavy
sigh as he took one last look at his house, truly wondering if he would ever see
it again.
Nagi pressed something on a screen, and then said in an authoritative voice,
"Let's get going Ken-ohki!" The cabbit rapidly rose into the sky, then into and
out of the stratosphere. Soon they were well on their way out of the Sol System.
Tenchi shifted his weight uncomfortable as they flew space in complete silence.
He wasn't sure which he feared more, Nagi or the questions she might ask. He
closed his eyes, and a song he knew far too well came to mind...
So close not matter how far,
Couldn't bleed much more from the heart,
Forever trust in who we are,
And Nothing Else Matters.
I never opened myself this way,
Life is ours,
We live it our way,
All these words I don't just say,
And Nothing Else Matters.
Trust I seek and I find in you,
Everyday for us,
Something new,
Open mind for a different view,
And Nothing Else Matters.
Never cared for what they said,
Never cared for games they played,
Never cared for what they do,
Never cared for what they know,
And I know...
So close not matter how far,
Couldn't bleed much more from the heart,
Forever trust in who we are,
And No, Nothing Else Matters.
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A ring of smoke rose into the air, and the boy wearing the blindfold stood ready
to receive his punishment. The sound of many rifles being loaded; was preceded
by a man asking him, "Do you have any last requests?" The boy in the blindfold
said, "Can I undo what had been done?" The commandant sighed, then ordered,
"Ready, Aim... Fire!"
Tenchi bolted awake right before the firing squad had shot him. "Just another
dream," he muttered to himself. "It's been like this ever since they left..." he
said to himself. It had been over five months now since they had gone. He had
lost his temper, and then he lost his friends... Friends? no, family? Yes, he
had lost his family. He lay down on his back and held his head; it still hurt
when he thought of it. Maybe if he did something drastic enough they would be
able to know he was truly sorry. Maybe if he jumped off the highest building in
the world, or burned himself alive, or... "Snap out of it," he told himself. He
had gone damn near stir crazy after they left. And it was his entire fault, even
though he tried to convince himself different; he knew deep down inside that it
was. All because he couldn't hold his tongue when he had become enraged. He
still remembered it, like it was yesterday...
*~*Start of cheesy Flash-Back sequence*~*
(I know, flashbacks suck, what am I going to tell ya?)
It was a day like any other day, only it wasn't any other day; it was the day
his life would change forever. He arrived home at his usual time, and was
greeted by Ryoko and Aeka at the usual spot. They had the usual walk home, icy
stares included and the usual before dinner bickering and fighting over his
affections. What they didn't, and couldn't have known, was that Tenchi had had a
really bad day at school. This, compounded by the fact that he hardly ever let
his feelings out, made for the perfect emotional blowout situation. At dinner,
Aeka and Ryoko had found their usual dumbass thing to pick a fight about; and
Tenchi tried to tune it out, like all the other nights... But he couldn't, their
name calling and shrewd laughs
grated on him. It was like the sound of two chainsaws used to clean a
chalkboard, as hundreds of dogs and cats hollowed in unison. He gritted his
teeth and silently hoped for a meteorite to fall from the sky and strike him
dead. "Count backwards from 10," he told himself. Aeka laughed and rolled her
eyes as she traded more insults with Ryoko. "Better make it 1000," he concluded.
They booth stood up, and started yelling at each other. "How dare you insult a
member of the Jurai royal family in such a manner, you will pay for this!"
snapped Aeka. Ryoko let out a yawn, "Oh, ya; and who is going to make me 'pay
for this'? Certainly not you, your royal pain in the assness!" It was like a
landmine going off in a field full of daisies. "Can't both of you shut up for
one damn meal!," screamed Tenchi as he stood. "You overzealous bitches never
stop your godamn fighting!" he said, screaming louder. Ryoko and Aeka (and
everyone else at the table) were in a complete state of shock. "You drive me
completely insane! Day in, day out, it's always the same, fight - fight - fight
- fight! I'm so sick of it; I..." The next six words changed his life forever,
"Wish you had never come here!!!" With his anger expressed, he stormed out of
the house, into the wilderness; were he stayed for three nights.
On the forth day he returned to his house, only to find it empty. "Ryoko, Aeka?
I'm sorry for what I said. I, I really didn't mean it; I just was just having a
bad day. I shouldn't have taken it out on you two." He went into the kitchen,
which was fairly clean, but devoid of life. "Aeka? Ryoko? Sasami?" he called as
he headed upstairs. He knocked on the door to the princess' room, "I know it's
no excuse..." After a brief period of silence, he pushed it open. He found the
thing he dreaded most, nothing. The room was completely cleaned out, only two
neatly folded futons remained. "For what I said..." he breathed to himself. He
sprinted around the rest of the house, opening all doors while calling for them.
They were nowhere to be found. "Don't worry, there is a perfectly good
explanation for this," he told himself. "Yeah, you told them you wish they had
never come here, so they left," Was the perfectly good explanation he gave
himself. "Please no..." He trembled as he reached out to turn the door to the
closet door under the stairs. Inside the whirr and click of machinery was
interrupted only by intermittent beeps. "Thank God!," he said aloud as he
stepped inside. He looked around, and weakly called out, "Miss Washu?" No
answer. He walked deeper into the blackness, "Miss Washu?" he called out again.
No answer. He peered into the darkness, and then turned to leave. As he closed
the door behind him, he realized that had ruined it, ruined it all.
He may have not been the sharpest tool in the shed, but after Washu's lab
disappeared, he knew they were never coming back. "Damnit!," he yelled as he
slammed his fist against the ground. What the hell had he been thinking? Wish
they had never come, what an idiot thing to say! Had he known what was going to
transpire that day, he would have gladly traded his life for the insurance it
would not have happened. But it did happen, and, a phrase from some movie he had
seen stuck in his mind: "You have passed the point of no return, there is no
turning back now..." No turning back, not now, not ever.
After they left, he realized how complete his life really had been with them
there. How he longed to hear their voices, just one more time. He had been
catatonic for the first month, every day he did what he was supposed to. But he
never felt anything, it was all motions, no feeling. He was surprised he hadn't
gotten ill, after not eating and sleeping for so long. Then two months passed,
then three. He eventually stopped doing anything, oh sure, his dad and
grandfather thought he was doing stuff, but he wasn't. He had dropped out of
school over a month ago, and he couldn't hide that for much longer. He had
considered suicide, but dismissed that thought; he also contemplated running
away. That seemed to be the best thing, to save his family the embarrassment of
his failure. The problem was where to run to; there was nowhere on earth he
wanted to be. He thought about highjacking a space shuttle, but knew that was
ridiculous. Even if he could get inside the thing, he would never get it off the
ground. What he needed was a miracle, and a good one at that. He looked up into
the now sparkling, night sky; and wished upon a falling star, a large, very fast
falling star.
"That is no star," Tenchi told himself, "That is a space ship, and not anything
from earth, either!" It couldn't be... could it? It look like, yes, it had to
be! It was Ryo-oki! "Woohoo," screamed Tenchi as he sprinted towards his house.
He looked up behind him as he ran, and saw that the ship was white. White!,
Ryo-oki isn't white! And the points were facing down. "Shit," huffed Tenchi as
he came to a sudden halt. It wasn't Ryoko, of course not! It was Nagi, damnit!
Why her, anyone but her! She would just stay long enough to find out Ryoko
wasn't on earth anymore, then leave to find her... "Leave to find her, Leave
earth to find here, Duh!" He smacked himself up the side of the head and resumed
sprinting. He reached his front yard just shortly after Nagi had started to poke
around... Well, that is, if kicking in the front door and trashing the house
constitutes 'poking around'. Tenchi was leery to enter the house, remembering
how there last encounter on earth turned out. But he realized, now that he was
out of Ryoko's good graces, to say the least, Nagi would have no use for him,
hopefully. He heard another door being broken down, and tried to think of a way
to ask a ruthless bounty hunter for a free trip to an intergalactic bus stop...
"Oh, ya. This is going to go over like a lead balloon."
Nagi was frowning as she walked down the stairs, disappointed at the realization
that her prey had fled this planet a long while ago. "Well, well," she said
quietly to herself, "its Tenchi, Ryoko's man. At least this trip is not a total
loss..." Allowing herself a sinister smile, Nagi strode across the room until
she was face to face with him. "And how are you doing now-a-days?" Tenchi
smiled, "Good, exceptionally well, and yourself?" He wasn't a very good liar;
she was also amused at his feigned courage. "I'm well, and how is Ryoko holding
up?" Tenchi was hoping she wouldn't ask this for a few more minutes, or at least
until he had come up with a good lie. He decided to tell her the truth; he had
read somewhere that 'the truth will set you free'. "I wouldn't know, she left
earth about five months ago now. I was hoping you had some information on her
whereabouts..." A complete waste of time, and a five-month head start, this was
turning into a bad day. I had better make sure, "Why did she leave?" "She was,
uh, bored with earth; she needed some excitement in her life." He truly was a
horrible liar, "Mmmhuh, well then, I have a five month head start to catch up
with..." She walked briskly past Tenchi, towards her cabbit.
Something a kin to a nuclear bomb went off inside Tenchi's head as he watched
his last chance walking away. "Wait! Could you take me with you?" He blurted
out. Nagi replied gruffly, "I am not your baby sitter, nor am I an escort
service. Find your own way off of this god forsaken rock." He WAS desperate,
"Please, I'll be in your eternal debt!" "You all ready are in my debt, do you
forget my help so quickly?" How low can you go? "Please, I will surly pay you
back!" Nagi turned around, laughing; "You, pay me back, and just how would you
propose you would go about doing this?" Couldn't she hear how desperate he was,
didn't she have one ounce of compassion? She pivoted around, and walked up the
ramp of her ship. "Wait! You must take me with you, you must!" How could Ryoko
have ever been interested in such a man? "I all ready told you, no! You are
weak, and helpless, the only thing you are good for, is slowing others down!" If
her words were so blunt, why did they cut like a knife? "Everything you said is
true, all of it, every last word..." His voice trailed off. "Just, just forget
it." He hung his head as he walked away.
Maybe he would get lucky, and when he was repairing the damage in the house, a
ruptured gas pipe would explode. He would never be so lucky. Tenchi sighed
loudly as he shuffled up to his front door. He leaned against the jamb, and
secretly prayed for the house to fall down upon him. He was such a loser! First
he lost his cool and told everyone he wished they had never come. Then he stayed
away for so long that they thought he had truly meant it. Now he had let his
last chance at an apology just slip out of his hands. He went inside the house,
and started to access the damage.
Nagi had seen some pretty depressed people in her line of work, but this case
took the cake. The way his face fell after she told him she would never take
him, it was disgraceful. "Oh, well," she said to herself, "I've got too many of
my own problems to worry about, let alone worrying about others problems."
Besides, he would just slow her down. And Ryoko wasn't interested in him any
more, either. Why was she telling herself these things? Was she just trying to
make an excuse so she wouldn't feel guilty about it later? Well, she already
does have a five-month head start, what is another hour to take this kid
somewhere... "I know I'm going to regret this," she muttered.
About one month after everyone had arrived, Tenchi's father bought a spare to
practically everything in the house. Not being able to count the times they had
come in handy before, Tenchi just shrugged his shoulders as he picked up a few
doors. He thought a warehouse selling doors would probably become rich if it
opened in his back yard; until he had royally fed up everything, he reminded
himself. He walked to the front door, and leaned the replacement against the
damaged frame. He shimmed and screwed the hinges on, and swung it open to make
sure it was done properly. He swung it to the outside, and then swung it inside,
only to see Nagi standing at the door. "Holy," he stopped himself; he still
remembered being tied up and thrown in a coffin. Nagi wasn't exactly the type of
person one liked being surprised to meet. She just stared at him through her
seemingly dead, red eyes. "What!?" he nervously blurted out.
"We leave in two minutes." she said with an impish grin. With that, she did an
about face and casually walked back to Ken-ohki.
Tenchi scrambled up the stairs to his room. He grabbed a backpack out of the
closet and stuffed as much clothes in it as possible. He thought about what
other things would be useful on a trip to outer space. He briefly thought about
what he thought of space travel before the girls had arrived; a heavy space suit
with a very limited supply of oxygen. He quietly laughed to himself as he
remembered just how far behind earth was when it came to space flight. His
sword; check, clothes; check, leave a note for his father and grandfather,
check... "Anything else that would be useful?" He was walking out of his room
when he glanced at his desk and saw the girls staring back at him, from behind a
glass frame. A tear rolled down his cheek as he folded it and placed it in his
pocket.
Waiting in Keno-ohki, Nagi was busy trying to remember Ryoko's usual hants. She
had fully expected her to still be on this backwater planet, and with no crimes
reported, to be committed by Ryoko, she wondered where she could be hiding. Deep
in thought, she hardly noticed Tenchi was aboard until he cleared his throat.
She smiled when she saw everything he was carrying: a backpack overflowing with
clothes, a full pillow case of misc. items, and a small box of flat, circular
things.
"Expecting a long layover?" She asked with a chuckle.
"Very." Tenchi replied as he dropped everything on the floor. He let out a heavy
sigh as he took one last look at his house, truly wondering if he would ever see
it again.
Nagi pressed something on a screen, and then said in an authoritative voice,
"Let's get going Ken-ohki!" The cabbit rapidly rose into the sky, then into and
out of the stratosphere. Soon they were well on their way out of the Sol System.
Tenchi shifted his weight uncomfortable as they flew space in complete silence.
He wasn't sure which he feared more, Nagi or the questions she might ask. He
closed his eyes, and a song he knew far too well came to mind...
So close not matter how far,
Couldn't bleed much more from the heart,
Forever trust in who we are,
And Nothing Else Matters.
I never opened myself this way,
Life is ours,
We live it our way,
All these words I don't just say,
And Nothing Else Matters.
Trust I seek and I find in you,
Everyday for us,
Something new,
Open mind for a different view,
And Nothing Else Matters.
Never cared for what they said,
Never cared for games they played,
Never cared for what they do,
Never cared for what they know,
And I know...
So close not matter how far,
Couldn't bleed much more from the heart,
Forever trust in who we are,
And No, Nothing Else Matters.
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