Tenchi Muyo - Moving On
-Chapter 1-
The Present
Ryoko looked up at the ceiling, lost in thought. It had been almost a week since she had seen Tenchi, too long for her liking. She sipped on some sake and ran her hand through Ryo-ohki's fur. The small cabbit had made it's way to her lap quite some time ago and now lay, purring softly in the pirate's lap. The house below the rafters, where Ryoko and her animal friend lay, was silent. Without the boy there, the house just wasn't the usual loud, busy place it always was. Ryoko poured herself some more sake and drank it right down. She hadn't the faintest idea where the rest of the household was, and frankly, she didn't really care.
A piece of paper rested on the rafter beside her, a paper that looked like it had been handled quite a few times. Ryoko picked it up and unfolded it, reading it again. She had read that letter so many times in the past week, maybe if she read it enough, the text would change or she would catch something she had missed. But the letter never changed. The same writing lay scrawled across the paper, messy but readable. A sigh escaped her lips as she came to the end of it, reading the "Love, Tenchi" that ended it in a low whisper. Tears formed in her tired eyes blurring the words on the paper, but still she stared at it, pain and confusion joining the tears that were present in her eyes.
"If he loves me, why did he leave me here?" She wondered aloud. 'Why did he leave me here waiting, wondering...hurting?'
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Although the house was quiet, Washu's lab was the opposite. Machines buzzed, beeped, rang, and flashed from every corner of the room. Like her daughter, though, the chibi genius was lost in thought; thinking about Tenchi. He had requested not to be found, he wanted to be alone for as long as it took. Washu had promised him she wouldn't try and find him and she wasn't about to break that promise.
Not exactly.
The pink haired girl looked at the screen, which displayed a mature, young teen. She hadn't really been looking for him when she found him, but now that she had him, she'd be damned if she let him out of her sight. For a week straight she had been watching the boy, very tempted to tell her Little Ryoko where to go to find him, but remembering her promise.
"You'd better think fast, Tenchi." She said to the screen, looking away. "I don't know how much more we'll all be able to stand."
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Heartache. For the second time, she was heartbroken. And the men to break her heart were related.
Ayeka sat against the wall in her room, her legs pressed to her chest with her arms wrapped around them. She looked out the window, not really seeing anything at all. So much was on her mind, so much confusion, so much pain. Tears fell non-stop down her rosy cheeks, her eyes red and swollen. She was sure she had it all, yet the two men her heart desired more than anything had both rejected her. As a child, she had never believed in hearts breaking. It was impossible, without your heart, you'd die. The idea didn't seem so silly now. Her heart hurt, more than any pain she had experienced in her life. She put her head down, a sob escaping her throat as she clenched her fists tightly.
How could he have picked her when she gave up on him?
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-End Chapter 1-
A.N. Short Chapter, I know. This is a spur of the moment story. I've been bored out of my mind lately so I just opened Wordpad and am writing whatever comes to mind. So bear with me. ;)
Chapter 2 should be up soon. R&R, please!