[Episodes of "Tenchi Muyo!" Original Character Design by Masaki Kajishima. Animation Produced by AIC & Presented by Pioneer Entertainment.
[I am just a fan of those episodes, and the following is nonprofit fan fiction writing:
Serenata for Ayeka
By Dour Morose
On a long, long country road across an eastern land,
I
journeyed under bamboo with a flute in my hand;
Over meadows,
fields, and hills, the road leads me
Afar, to distant places, to
where I was meant to be;
On this journey, I felt the warmth of the summer's sun
Shining
down on the grassy land, and I was the only one;
On this day
traveling on the road home from the west,
The heat came over me,
so I needed to come to a rest;
At some point, I stopped and stayed by a tall tree;
Who could
have guessed that there was somebody,
On the other side, already
standing so quietly there
With gently swaying sleeves and fine
purple hair;
The encounter brought an air of awkward sentiment;
Her voice
reminded me of the calm that came and went
In my soul once upon a
gaze into her eyes, her smile;
My heart paused at every note, and
my mind was idle;
As we say hello, and then we converse for a while
No sooner
that than I found that she held her smile;
From the rhythm of my
heart, I asked for her name;
She did tell me: Ayeka or Aeka, one
and the same;
While my feelings rushed like the wind in her hair,
My thoughts
soared high as I continued to stare;
Could this be what they
called love or affection?
The way she moved elegantly as a dove's
reflection
Once under the warm golden evening sunset's sky;
To remember
this solemn place that could never die;
Could this moment in
meeting be our destined chance,
For us, together, sharing in
life's eternal dance?
The road was long and slow in this tender serenata,
A song from
long ago played once more for Ayeka
By my flute, as we strolled
beneath the woods canopy;
Alas, by the melody's end, so came to an
end our story;
As we continued this road, she turned to say good-bye;
Much to
my heartache, I was about to ask her why
She does hurry so and she
does not want to stay;
I was not so bold as to ask while she was
on her way;
I followed as far as I could but the sentiment was over
By the
time I found her walking in the arms of another;
My spirit had
died as the dull beams of the sun fell down;
I turned around on my
way back with eyes to the ground;
Only her love with whomever she would always share,
To her
lover's arms, for whom she would always care;
Apparently, it was
to be that she already had someone;
So, now, slowly returning to
the beginning, I had none;
Now, she and he went as if they were friends of old;
With each
of their footsteps upon my soul oh so cold,
In the distance, I
bade a silent farewell out of sight
Hoping we would meet in my
dreams, in the night;
Sometimes, when I happened to pass by that tree,
I played a
serenata, for that which was not to be,
That warm country day when
we met on our way;
No use wondering if we will meet again someday;
On an autumn day, since I died a season in the past,
I
returned on the road one more time, one time last
To quell the
pain, to end the drift to lost destination;
On my way, I could
hear a loud fireworks celebration;
Merriment was all around, that I heard, I felt so certain
When
passing by a familiar face behind the pink curtain
From the corner
of my eyes; laughter and many flowers
Brought the memories of
longing, the many sad hours;
The heavy rain that day soaked through and through
My spirit
with every step backward as the misty dew
Rose above and my short
breath dispersed in the air,
Fading the soul into the cold, cold
realm of despair;
Oh so alone in love, I staggered on the long road astray;
Lone
is what I always be; I shall always cherish that day,
To think of
our acquaintance, of what it could have been
Between us, but a
love story that could not be written;
Traveling westward, I held my flute to play this final melody
All
for this happy ending that did not end happily, for somebody.