Maybe My Baby, Chapter 1

By: Yimh

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DISCLAIMER: This is the boring part. I don't own these characters, I'm still as poor as I was when I wrote this, and I'm going to return them...well most of them ^_~ AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'm BAAAAAAAAACKKK!!!

Washuu's tiny fingers clicked away purposefully on her keyboard as they always did. Quick, knowing strokes hit the gray surface, every hit a command, every command obeyed, every obeyed caused Ryoko to edge closer to the door. A devious smile curved the genius' lips upward, and raised her daughter's uneasiness through the roof.

Ryoko knew it was a bad idea to agree to *anything* her 'mom' wanted to do to anyone, especially to her. In this case, the pirate had no choice. It was amazing what a few select words could make her be manipulated. Those words being, 'baby pictures' and 'no clothes'. Sure, the woman mused leaning against the wall, she had pranced around in the buff before, but a younger version in nothing seemed to be a powerful black mail.

/Why was I bald when I was little? / The Cyan haired woman questioned internally.

~Because that's the way I made you.~ Came the unwarranted reply from across Washuu's half of the telepathic link.

Pure annoyance came back from her daughter's side, and Washuu sighed before punching in the last code and turning toward the less than happy subject.

"I bet your wondering what I'm going to use you for, don'tcha?" The pink haired one asked sweetly, jumping to the ground from her chair, walking over towards the other female.

"Not really. Just get it over with quickly."

Washuu humphed, and called for her Chibi's to bring her new 'toy'. A moment later the Chibi doll 'A' brought a small device, resembling a calculator, to the scientist. Chibi doll 'B' brought an extension cord from another part of the shadow painted area in the lab. The short one connected both parts of her invention, told Ryoko to brace herself while clicking in different codes.

"Wait!" Ryoko shouted feeling dread lurch up her throat, but it was too late. Whatever was going to be said was completely lost. A beam of golden colored energy shot from the upper part of the squarish device and hit the victim between her enlarged, fear etched gold eyes.

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In the family room, Tenchi and the others choked on whatever they were drinking or eating, Sasami let a fragile plate shatter on the floor, and Nobuyuki looked up from his drawing board as he worked in his room. The scream was sudden and hardly expected. But it had filled the air one moment and the next second footfalls of curious or frightful people took its place.

"Little Washuu? What's going on in there? What's wrong?" Tenchi's questions never stopped as he pounded away on the thin wooden door.

No one answered.

"Miss Washuu?" Mihoshi whimpered, hiding behind Kiyone.

Without warning the door slid open, but no one standing on the outside could see anything.

"What did you do now?" Ayeka questioned, hands clasped together in front of her, ruby eyes narrowed. If the little troublemaker had done anything to harm Ryoko, maybe she'd ask Washuu for a picture...without warning the princess began to fill the air with malicious laughter that only rewarded her with questioning looks.

The scientist emerged from her black laboratory, and stood in front of everyone, knowing they only wanted to learn why Ryoko screamed as if she was being murdered.

/They might be right.../ the lady thought absently.

"Everyone, I'd like you to met Ryoko." Washuu said proudly, hiding her fear behind her fake enjoyment.

"Is this some kind of joke, Washuu?" Kiyone asked, her arms crossed against her chest as Mihoshi clutched to her leg.

"No joke, now come out Ryoko." Turning, the genius motioned for the person in the dark to come into the light. "They won't hurt you." She reassured.

/Why does Ryoko have to be persuaded? / Ayeka mused, /She usually jumps onto Lord Tenchi, why is now any different? /

Even if everyone had asked themselves the same question the Princess did, their answer was *nothing* they ever expected it to be. From the dark doorway came Ryoko, or better yet, a five year old Ryoko.

Do y'all want more? If you do then I have to get at least 3 reviews, it's a personal rule...that's why there's no more Brother Dear ...I only got 2 reviews! ^_^ Anyway, there is more to come and this will be a pretty uhm, none romantic series....I think you never know! Hope you like!