A/N: Sorry I didn't update much. This is going to be the last chapter. I hope you guys enjoy this. ^.^
I have a good excuse for not updating! I have the flu.. ;_; Doom. I don't own Tenchi Muyo!
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Tenchi stayed in a hotel for three nights, not wanting to return home. He sighed, today is the last day of shopping before Christmas Eve. He had called the family and talked to them every night, told them not to worry, he was fine, and doing some last minute shopping.
But he was not fine. Definitely not now. He hit the Lobby button and stood in the elevator waiting until the fourth floor would vanish, and he would be welcomed in the Lobby. Mistletoe right before he gets out of the elevator. Holly berries and wreaths on the front desk. The bell dinged, and he walked out.
The radio played "I'll be Home For Christmas". There was a line. Lord, there were so many lines. Today would be his last chance to get something for Ryoko. This line was bearable. Only two people were in front of him. With their suitcases stacked up and presents to their side. An elderly woman turned to face him, she smiled warmly.
"Good morning," Tenchi said pleasantly.
She had white hair, silver glasses that rested on her nose, and was dressed her best. "Hello young man. How are you today?"
He scratched the back of his head, "I've been better, ma'am."
She nodded, "Ah. I see. Looking for 'the gift'." Tenchi raised his eyebrow. Her laugh lines were very visible. "My husband did it too . . . When we were young." Tears began to form at the bottom of her eyes. "He was gone for almost a month." Her voice trembled, but she smiled. "We meet as if a freak accident," Tenchi grinned, he knew how that felt. "I was a nurse, he was a solider. I say freak accident mainly because he got shot, and I was the only one on duty. He was so handsome . . ."
"He had the kindest smile. Short black hair, and blue eyes. He was tall also, almost six-foot-four. In fact, you remind me of him. The depth of your eyes are the same. I could tell you also have been through a lot. His name was Ichiro.
"Ichiro . . . The day he proposed to me was Christmas day. Of course, he didn't court me properly. We hadn't even been dating, but I loved him, and I said yes. We were the greatest of friends, than he said he was going to be gone for a while. I missed him so. When he came back, it was Christmas Eve. He had a small box that he placed underneath the tree.
"I questioned him about it. He merely smiled and said that I would have to wait until morning. He reminded me that Christmas didn't start until he had his coffee. When morning came, we drank coffee and watched the snow fall outside. He grinned, and walked away to the tree we had decorated together. Ichiro grabbed the present, and walked back over."
"He said 'I didn't realize that¼ I truly loved you until I started shopping for you.' He than got down on his knee and asked for my hand in marriage."
Tenchi gaped. "Wow," he said, "Romantic."
She smiled, "It was." She turned back around and paid for her room.
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The story had hit Tenchi like a pound of breaks. He had to admit, since he searched for Ryoko's present . . . He was feeling something deeper than friendship. His eyes felt heavy, the bus ride home was a long one. They felt like they were burning, like was about to get the flu. His back ached, hell, all his body parts ached. He walked slowly into the house. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. His mind stated that to him. Everyone seemed to be asleep already.
He looked over at the tree that was neatly propped up in the corner. Everyone would be exchanging gifts tomorrow. Just one for each person from another. Than on Christmas morning, everyone would get up early and open the rest of the presents.
Tenchi smiled to himself, and reached into his coat pocket. Slowly he bent down and placed a small box underneath the tree. "To Ryoko," he read it out loud. "From Tenchi," he finished.
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"Tenchi," Sasami whined. "Please Tenchi, let's open up our presents!"
He laughed, "All right, all right."
Tenchi handed out the presents he bought for his family. Ayeka and Sasami opened theirs first. A new dress, some baking supplies. Grandfather and Father opened theirs after. Green tea and a new camcorder. Ryo-Oki got some carrots, Mihoshi got the box set of "Space Police Policemen!" and Kiyone got a new book. Washu got measuring tools and a Triple Beam Balance, which wasn't cheap.
He handed Ryoko her present last. "Tenchi," she murmured. "What . . . what is this?"
"Open it," he coaxed. Gradually Ryoko opened the black box. A large diamond with eight small ones surrounding it.
"Tenchi!" She gasped.
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A/N: And, that's it, I suppose. I made it short so I could finish it. With this flu my whole life is going buggy.
I have a good excuse for not updating! I have the flu.. ;_; Doom. I don't own Tenchi Muyo!
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Tenchi stayed in a hotel for three nights, not wanting to return home. He sighed, today is the last day of shopping before Christmas Eve. He had called the family and talked to them every night, told them not to worry, he was fine, and doing some last minute shopping.
But he was not fine. Definitely not now. He hit the Lobby button and stood in the elevator waiting until the fourth floor would vanish, and he would be welcomed in the Lobby. Mistletoe right before he gets out of the elevator. Holly berries and wreaths on the front desk. The bell dinged, and he walked out.
The radio played "I'll be Home For Christmas". There was a line. Lord, there were so many lines. Today would be his last chance to get something for Ryoko. This line was bearable. Only two people were in front of him. With their suitcases stacked up and presents to their side. An elderly woman turned to face him, she smiled warmly.
"Good morning," Tenchi said pleasantly.
She had white hair, silver glasses that rested on her nose, and was dressed her best. "Hello young man. How are you today?"
He scratched the back of his head, "I've been better, ma'am."
She nodded, "Ah. I see. Looking for 'the gift'." Tenchi raised his eyebrow. Her laugh lines were very visible. "My husband did it too . . . When we were young." Tears began to form at the bottom of her eyes. "He was gone for almost a month." Her voice trembled, but she smiled. "We meet as if a freak accident," Tenchi grinned, he knew how that felt. "I was a nurse, he was a solider. I say freak accident mainly because he got shot, and I was the only one on duty. He was so handsome . . ."
"He had the kindest smile. Short black hair, and blue eyes. He was tall also, almost six-foot-four. In fact, you remind me of him. The depth of your eyes are the same. I could tell you also have been through a lot. His name was Ichiro.
"Ichiro . . . The day he proposed to me was Christmas day. Of course, he didn't court me properly. We hadn't even been dating, but I loved him, and I said yes. We were the greatest of friends, than he said he was going to be gone for a while. I missed him so. When he came back, it was Christmas Eve. He had a small box that he placed underneath the tree.
"I questioned him about it. He merely smiled and said that I would have to wait until morning. He reminded me that Christmas didn't start until he had his coffee. When morning came, we drank coffee and watched the snow fall outside. He grinned, and walked away to the tree we had decorated together. Ichiro grabbed the present, and walked back over."
"He said 'I didn't realize that¼ I truly loved you until I started shopping for you.' He than got down on his knee and asked for my hand in marriage."
Tenchi gaped. "Wow," he said, "Romantic."
She smiled, "It was." She turned back around and paid for her room.
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The story had hit Tenchi like a pound of breaks. He had to admit, since he searched for Ryoko's present . . . He was feeling something deeper than friendship. His eyes felt heavy, the bus ride home was a long one. They felt like they were burning, like was about to get the flu. His back ached, hell, all his body parts ached. He walked slowly into the house. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. His mind stated that to him. Everyone seemed to be asleep already.
He looked over at the tree that was neatly propped up in the corner. Everyone would be exchanging gifts tomorrow. Just one for each person from another. Than on Christmas morning, everyone would get up early and open the rest of the presents.
Tenchi smiled to himself, and reached into his coat pocket. Slowly he bent down and placed a small box underneath the tree. "To Ryoko," he read it out loud. "From Tenchi," he finished.
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"Tenchi," Sasami whined. "Please Tenchi, let's open up our presents!"
He laughed, "All right, all right."
Tenchi handed out the presents he bought for his family. Ayeka and Sasami opened theirs first. A new dress, some baking supplies. Grandfather and Father opened theirs after. Green tea and a new camcorder. Ryo-Oki got some carrots, Mihoshi got the box set of "Space Police Policemen!" and Kiyone got a new book. Washu got measuring tools and a Triple Beam Balance, which wasn't cheap.
He handed Ryoko her present last. "Tenchi," she murmured. "What . . . what is this?"
"Open it," he coaxed. Gradually Ryoko opened the black box. A large diamond with eight small ones surrounding it.
"Tenchi!" She gasped.
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A/N: And, that's it, I suppose. I made it short so I could finish it. With this flu my whole life is going buggy.