Ye-gads, Batman! How do write a sad part of this fic on one of the brightest rays of sunshine in the Tenchiverse?
Yup, this section is on everyones favorite GP officer, Mihoshi. **ducks as Kiyone fans throw rotting vegetables** Ok, ok, OK! *Stands up, and brushes off nasty vegatable matter* Maybe not everyone's favorite, but you have to admit, this is ONE lucky girl. And FYI~This part will try to go by OVA Mihoshi.

Chapter One-Part IV

Mihoshi, friendless?

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The gray sky hovered over the bright blond curls, as if trying to leach the color out of them.
Like it would matter anyway, the usual cheery, bright blond thought. There may be color, but life? Now, thats another story...Mihoshi was suprised at her own pessimism. Why am I so, angry? So tired?
The GP Officer looked down at her uniform, noting the wrinkles, and the stench of gunfire on them. What happened? Mihoshi's brow wrinkled in thought. I better go find the others.
She realized that she was behind one of many snow covered banks, near the shore of the lake. The banks kept her from seeing into the Misaki house's yard.
Mihoshi trudged through the snow, her mind ahead of her body, planning what to do. Find the others. That was her main objective now. Later, she would find out what else had happened. Mihoshi didn't like the feeling of foreboding she had. Bad, evil things had taken place, and Mihoshi had not been here to combat it.
Her body was weak, exhaustion pulling at her tirelessly, but her mind was determinedly sharper than her body, wanting...needing to find out what was wrong.
She took another step, and fell in the slippery liquid slush the snow had become. It was helf melted, and it was dyed a reddish color.
Mihoshi gasped and pulled back, her arms and legs deep in this mixed slush. Her GP uniform was stained with it on her arms, legs and torso.
What? Mihoshi's eyes filled with tears..Blood? This close to the house? But, that could only mean...
Mihoshi pushed her body up the small hill of red snow, over the bank and into the yard of the Misaki household. She was frantic now, shaking in her urgency to find the others.
She found Washu first.
Mihoshi found herself on her knees, felled by the mortality in front of her.
"Miss Washu..."Mihoshi's sky colored eyes shed tears equal in measure as to that of a neverending river.
What, WHO HAD DONE THIS?!? Rage, anger, sadness, all combined in Mihoshi's innocent heart. She couldn't see straight from the anger, but at the same time the despair of losing one of her close friends drug her down and made her heart ache with an almost unconsolable grief.
Mihoshi forcced herself up again. If there is anyone left-stop that, Mihoshi! The blond GP officer scolded herself. WHEN you find the others, and WHEN you get them to safety, that is the time for finding whoever did this and arresting them. Now, just find them!
Mihoshi, now going on pure adrenaline and the intense feelings she bore, started to look everywhere for the rest of her family. She cast blue eyes towards the house, and an overhwhelming emptiness swept over her. No one was there.
Behind the house, there were the markings of a huge fight. Tenchi lay next to Aeka, his body spread out in the snow, in a fallen warriors stance.
Mihoshi's heart dropped. Not Tenchi! Oh please...not Tenchi!
His face was not twisted into a death-grimace, and he was free of any major markings. He looked oddly serene and angelic, lying there in the snow. His skin seemed even brighter in death than in life. His hair glowed with a raven sheen, and if only he could turn to Mihoshi and open those eyes they all knew so well..
It was as if the beauty all the girls had found within Tenchi chose now to shine out of him, when no one but Mihoshi could see. She felt that she had been given a gift-to see Tenchi as he truly was-but at the same time, felt that something that had been so important to her had been torn, taken away. This thing-whatever it was, Tenchi's friendship, or his caring, tender way of changing people for the better-was never to be filled or replaced ever again.
The First Princess of Jurai was only a few feet away from Tenchi.
She was so close to Tenchi, and they had probably protected each other...
This realization wrought more pain from Mihoshi's already broken heart. I should have been here....
The crown Aeka wore was broken in two, but was still on her head. Mihoshi drew in a ragged, gasping breath. She reached out gently, and brushed the violet hair from Aeka's face. Mihoshi tried to swallow her tears, but found it impossible. How can you swallow a grief that will know no bounds? There was an odd, choking feeling in the back of her throat. Her mind was reeling, her heart breaking. Already, a third of her family was gone.
Around the two, there was a blast zone of about thirty feet. All the snow was melted or blown back. Apparently, the fight had created one of the many snow banks Mihoshi had first found herself behind...
Mihoshi's lips trembled, and the tears that hadn't stopped since Washu came on stronger, and she felt like she was kneeling there, crying her life out over people she could not save.
Still, she went on.
Sasami was just on the next bank over. Her bright blue hair was fanned out all behind her. Mihoshi couldn't help but think of a sleeping snow fairy-as Sasami was wearing a light blue dress, fur trimmed on the edges. She had probably been playing outside with Ryo-okhi. She had loved the snow. Sasami looked so young. Her innocence had endeared her to Mihoshi ever since she met her.
And now, that innocence was no more.
Mihoshi shivered next to Sasami, the grief taking a toll Mihoshi felt she could not pay.
Now, Sasami was at least far, far from this place of raw mortality and hurt. She was in a place where she could play in the snows for as long as she liked with Ryo-okhi as her trusty companion. Mihoshi thought of this-hoping it would ease the rend in her heart. She was still thinking of this when she found them.
Ryo-okhi and Ryoko were side by side. Ryoko was in her red and black battle suit. Instead of intimidating Mihoshi, as it had been designed to do, it just made the sobs come harder. She had died fighting. Just the way Ryoko would. She would never give in. The thought brought a bitter and remorse-filled smile to Mihoshi's lips.
Her cyan hair blended in with the snow and the sky. Mihoshi blinked away the tears, hoping to see the famous space pirate more clearly. She had always teased me, Mihoshi thought, but was always there to share my smile....
The GP Officer collapsed on the cold snows. She just fell to the earth. She couldn't take anymore. She couldn't look for anyone else. She just couldn't face the fresh, new pain that overcame her everytime she came across another member of her family.
And then, she remembered.
The one person she had known for the longest time was nowhere to be found.
Mihoshi crawled over the snow, heading aimlessly in any direction. She just had to find Kiyone. Kiyone was all she had left of her family. Kiyone...all that mattered. Kiyone...Kiyone...Kiyone...
Mihoshi chanted her partners name over and over. It ran through her head, and fond memories were called to the surface of her mind...
"Mihoshi! Get up! How much do you have to sleep anyway?!?"
"Mihoshi! Did you eat my rice balls?"
"Mihoshi!No, don't touch-" *KA-BOOM*...
Mihoshi was overwhelmed by the images. She stopped, the sobs wrenching any breath from her tired, flagging body. She felt more dead than alive.
Mihoshi had never felt so alone.
She stopped to lay down on the cold snow, and she tried to think through the haze of burning woe that besieged what little piece of her heart and soul that was left.
All Mihoshi could see were the faces of her friends in her mind, smiling, laughing, playing...
Tenchi running from Ryoko, Aeka running after both, calling Ryoko a demon.
Sasami and Ryo-okhi fixing carrot stew.
Kiyone and herself, working together...
And she hadn't been here. What ever had happened, had taken her friends lives, she had not been here. She had not been here for her partner, someone who depended on her especially. To back her up. To be there. To have her back. And she couldn't even find her.
And Mihoshi hadn't been there.
She had let them down. All of them.
And now, she was alone. Terribly, horribly, alone.
Mihoshi curled up on the snow, and let her tears flow.

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Why must I be so morbid?!?! Huh? Can you tell me? Well, let it be known, I don't like this part too much. Is it just me, or do all these parts end up with the worst thing possible happening to them, and then they die? *cough.depressing.much.?.cough*

Man, I need prozac.

Anywho, the reason for all this will be explained very soon. So, until then, please read on through the rough spots. I know I'm not a perfect writer..but...anyways. Please, bear with me.

FYI~The title will soon change. It'll be "Nightmares: Part I of the Guardian Saga."

Maybe that explains something? :)

~TenshiKachuu