"Tenchi? Are you alright?" Ayeka asked in concern. He had been moody lately, mourning for Kirra.
"No, I'm not alright. I don't think that I ever will be." God, he couldn't let her know. Never Ayeka. None of the girl must know what he had realized.
After Kirra's death, he had spent most of his time meditating. Through this, he had come to see who he truly loved. And he was too late again.
To late to save her, to late to realize the truth. He hadn't loved her before now, but he needed her desperately.
"I miss you, Kirra." He said to the sky one day as he was cleaning the sidewalk by the shrine. A passing bluebird turned to stare at him. "I love you."
It was too late to stop anything.
Conclusion
(I'm adding this in here because otherwise it's just too dang short.)
Tenchi sat outside of the Jurai Royal Palace, now an old man even by Jurain standards. He had had his share of adventures, and was ready for one more.
For many years he had been married to Washu, but she had soon grown tired of him and left for another Prince of Jurai. They had had one kid, Tenshu, who was now a Galaxy Police Officer, and happily married. They had moved many times, but he had last seen her at the Jurai Palace with her new husband.
After Washu, he had married Ayeka. They had lived together as the King and Queen of Jurai for many years. They had 7 kids, Tenka, Ayechi, Aencha, Tyeki, Toroma, Japo, and Mila. Each of the kids had gone off on their own, and Tyeki was now the Jurain Emperor. Ayeka had died many years ago, and he had waited for his death since then.
Ryoko, he had heard, had married another wealthy pirate. Kiyone was still single, and Sasami had had an arranged marriage. They were both relatively happy and retired.
It was time. He lay down and smiled.
"Kirra, I'm coming. I'm finally coming."