*Disclaimer* I already put this in the prologue, but I suppose it can go in every chapter. I don't own the Tenchi characters or anything affiliated with them or the show.
-----Alright, the prologue is done. I apologize for how short it was, but it was just an intro. This chapter promises to be longer. -----
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"Hmm.. . Another day, another reason to stay in bed." Yosho's mouth was dry as he spoke the words. Though the weather had been nice for a long time now, he had no time to enjoy it. Stress had been coming in no small quantities lately; one could say it had been available in surplus. Yosho had been forced to carry the heavy end of this raw deal, constantly having to quell the constant fighting of the two women, obviously Ryoko and Ayeka, who in no means were easy to control.
The constant arguments had never really bothered him before, but they had, in all essences, doubled in intensity ever since their near death encounter on Dr.Clay's ship a year before. A year.... One could be made to wonder by these two how a single argument could possibly go on for so long, seeing as how it was even taking place BEFORE the encounter.
"Damnit, you stuck up princess, get your grubby paws off my Tenchi!" Ryoko snarled, an angry look occupying her eyes, as was typical when within sight or hearing range of Princess Ayeka, and yanked the exhausted Tenchi back to her side.
"YOUR Tenchi?!" The aforementioned 'stuck up princess' growled back, intensifying, if possible, the heat of the argument, pulling Tenchi yet again back to her side. "I'd be damned if he was YOUR Tenchi, you withered up old mummy! He loves me," finished the angry princess, with an ungodly smirk.
Dropping the poor Tenchi, who immediately darted off to safer grounds as fast as his mortal legs could possibly carry him, namely, somewhere in which his arms wouldn't be ripped from their sockets, the two girls simultaneously leapt for each others throats, gripping them the way one would wring a wet towel.
The two began brawling to their fullest abilities in a giant cloud of dust and smoke, and who knows what else, ((mercifully placed there by your kind and noble censor to block out some of the gory fight in order to allow some of you to keep your lunches)) their fists occasionally flying out of the cloud, and right back in with a loud thud, obviously contacting the other's face. The cloud and/or battle ((whichever you prefer)) roamed steadily about, breaking virtually everything it came within a ten foot radius of, until the inevitable re-entrance of a very disturbed Tenchi to investigate the noises.
Both girls suddenly froze in their tracks, the fear of rejection running through their minds. --Will he get mad at me for this?-- --I hope he doesn't hate me now...-- --My hands sure feel good around Ayeka's throat.--
A now very pissed Tenchi looked over both of them, as if contemplating something, or perhaps just giving them time to sweat, then suddenly blurted out, with no intention of hiding his anger, "What are you doing?! Why do you always have to be at each other's throats?!" Tenchi's aggravation was completely obvious to anyone who would care to decipher it, and seemed doubly so to Ryoko and Ayeka, who appeared as though they were about to cry.
They both just looked up at him, those puppy dog eyes threatening to penetrate to the very core of Tenchi's soul, filling him with sudden guilt. God! How he hated it when they did this, he was powerless to stop it from taking place, even when he wanted to yell, this look only allowed apologies and niceties out.
"Aww, cut that out! I'm sorry I yelled at you, alright? So can we please just..." Tenchi tried finish, but was cut off suddenly by Ryoko's arms wrapping around him and her lips touching his own, of course, the kiss could have been an accident, but somehow he had expected the interruption. Quickly pushing her away from his, and leaping out of range before Ayeka could grab him as well, he shouted...once again "Stop it!! I know your sorry, ok, but you could try showing it some other way......like WORDS!
Both girls just stared at him and blinked. They seemed stunned by his words...almost as stunned as he was. They just...stared...no motion, no words, just, stared. Tenchi was a bit disturbed by this, a little unnerved actually. Slowly, step by step, Tenchi backed out of the room, hoping to avoid the burst of shouting he knew would inevitably come from this, it always did.
Strangely enough though, after he stepped out of their sight range ((but they were still in his or course)) he noticed their heads had not moved. Perhaps they were not staring at him after all.... what a relief. But then, Tenchi wondered, what were they staring at. In a bout of curiosity, Tenchi turned his head in the general direction the girls had been looking, and instantly fell over and screamed like a frightened child.
There was an enormous ship just hovering outside his door. How could he not have noticed the sudden lack of light in the room....stupid! Tenchi cursed himself, but knew it would do no good, whatever was here now had already invaded his territory; something he didn't take lightly.
"C'mon Ryoko, Ayeka. Together, whatever this thing is, we can take it!" Tenchi's determination was amazing. His victory over the late Dr. Clay had really boosted his confidence, and he was now jumping headfirst into a battle. Not only was this completely ludicrous, but he actually seemed to be enjoying it. He seemed to know what he was doing though somehow, as if something possessed his mind.
With a shrug, both girls jumped up, and darted after him, not wanting to be the cause of another argument.... with Tenchi at least.
Both girls rushed out quickly, determined to be the one who saves Tenchi's butt from the evil pirate, or whatnot. However, upon reaching the outside, they were disappointed to see Mihoshi climbing out of the ship, which as later revealed to be a ship given to her to keep her out of the hair of the general, whom she had been bugging lately in excess.
Tenchi helped her out of the ship, but of course, Mihoshi slipped climbing out and plummeted to the ground. She was not hurt though.....she had Tenchi to cushion her fall. She looked down at him, her legs sprawled open around him, and her arms in a peculiar twisted fashion around his neck and back that seemed to defy mere clumsiness to even the most severe degree, as her lips somehow firmly planted themselves on Tenchi's during the fall. No, actually, it seemed as if Mihoshi always 'planned' these things, though everyone knew this was a distinct impossibility.
"Oh I'm so, so sorry Tenchi, I didn't mean to do that I'm always so clumsy but I do just fine don't ya think? All this falling has made me hungry, do you have any donuts? I think donuts are fine, but that's because I'm a cop and cops love donuts, did you know that Ten....." Mihoshi began, not even appearing to stop to breath, until Ryoko cut her off with a typical 'Would you shut up already.'
One would be led to believe Mihoshi actually didn't need air to live the way she rambled on sometimes without taking a breath. It was quite amazing actually, and defied all laws of human physics. It would be something that would interest Washu on some future experiment.
Quickly rushing out to see what all the commotion was about, Sasami, Washu, and Yosho stopped suddenly. "Aww, and I was hoping to see a giant monster." Washu chuckled softly, smacking a newly built ray gun on her palm. "Guess I'm not gonna get to try it out now...."
"YAH! A monster!" Sasami chimed in excitedly, though there was a hint of disappointment in her voice to see that it was just Mihoshi that was the monster.
Yosho laughed a bit, pointing to the odd position of the two individuals by the ship. "I guess you didn't need help after all, hey Tenchi? Seems you've got everything under control." The old man smiled at this; he didn't get many opportunities to joke like this anymore, no, he was considered the wise one of the family, if, that is, if you can really call it a family over a crowded herd of assorted individuals.
This comment made Tenchi leap up suddenly, and caused his face to turn beat red, "He..he...right...well, see the thing with that is that it wasn't my fault, I was just...."
"No need to be bashful Tenchi," Ryoko chimed in, just trying to spite him a bit, she found it easier to get close to him when he was nervous or embarrassed, "it's understandable that you would want a kiss now and then. It's probably hard to do with that THING around." Ryoko laughed, pointing to Ayeka. A bit of fun with Tenchi and an insult on Ayeka, SCORE!
For a while after everyone had went back inside, it was quiet. There was just something about Tenchi's house that commanded strange results. After about half an hour of sitting, Sasami's voice rang out through the house. "Come and get it! Dinners ready!"
Almost instantly, everyone was at the table, the bout of silence broken by helpings of chicken potpie. There was once more the typical commotion that generally rocked the Masaki household. It was normal once more.
Washu stood in her lab, broken glass from beakers dropped at her feet, and a look of horror on her face, as if she had just seen a ghost. "No...how can he be back? I never imagined he would survive! Damn you Kagato!" She sighed, her peace, as it seemed, would never be attained....
-----Alright, the prologue is done. I apologize for how short it was, but it was just an intro. This chapter promises to be longer. -----
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"Hmm.. . Another day, another reason to stay in bed." Yosho's mouth was dry as he spoke the words. Though the weather had been nice for a long time now, he had no time to enjoy it. Stress had been coming in no small quantities lately; one could say it had been available in surplus. Yosho had been forced to carry the heavy end of this raw deal, constantly having to quell the constant fighting of the two women, obviously Ryoko and Ayeka, who in no means were easy to control.
The constant arguments had never really bothered him before, but they had, in all essences, doubled in intensity ever since their near death encounter on Dr.Clay's ship a year before. A year.... One could be made to wonder by these two how a single argument could possibly go on for so long, seeing as how it was even taking place BEFORE the encounter.
"Damnit, you stuck up princess, get your grubby paws off my Tenchi!" Ryoko snarled, an angry look occupying her eyes, as was typical when within sight or hearing range of Princess Ayeka, and yanked the exhausted Tenchi back to her side.
"YOUR Tenchi?!" The aforementioned 'stuck up princess' growled back, intensifying, if possible, the heat of the argument, pulling Tenchi yet again back to her side. "I'd be damned if he was YOUR Tenchi, you withered up old mummy! He loves me," finished the angry princess, with an ungodly smirk.
Dropping the poor Tenchi, who immediately darted off to safer grounds as fast as his mortal legs could possibly carry him, namely, somewhere in which his arms wouldn't be ripped from their sockets, the two girls simultaneously leapt for each others throats, gripping them the way one would wring a wet towel.
The two began brawling to their fullest abilities in a giant cloud of dust and smoke, and who knows what else, ((mercifully placed there by your kind and noble censor to block out some of the gory fight in order to allow some of you to keep your lunches)) their fists occasionally flying out of the cloud, and right back in with a loud thud, obviously contacting the other's face. The cloud and/or battle ((whichever you prefer)) roamed steadily about, breaking virtually everything it came within a ten foot radius of, until the inevitable re-entrance of a very disturbed Tenchi to investigate the noises.
Both girls suddenly froze in their tracks, the fear of rejection running through their minds. --Will he get mad at me for this?-- --I hope he doesn't hate me now...-- --My hands sure feel good around Ayeka's throat.--
A now very pissed Tenchi looked over both of them, as if contemplating something, or perhaps just giving them time to sweat, then suddenly blurted out, with no intention of hiding his anger, "What are you doing?! Why do you always have to be at each other's throats?!" Tenchi's aggravation was completely obvious to anyone who would care to decipher it, and seemed doubly so to Ryoko and Ayeka, who appeared as though they were about to cry.
They both just looked up at him, those puppy dog eyes threatening to penetrate to the very core of Tenchi's soul, filling him with sudden guilt. God! How he hated it when they did this, he was powerless to stop it from taking place, even when he wanted to yell, this look only allowed apologies and niceties out.
"Aww, cut that out! I'm sorry I yelled at you, alright? So can we please just..." Tenchi tried finish, but was cut off suddenly by Ryoko's arms wrapping around him and her lips touching his own, of course, the kiss could have been an accident, but somehow he had expected the interruption. Quickly pushing her away from his, and leaping out of range before Ayeka could grab him as well, he shouted...once again "Stop it!! I know your sorry, ok, but you could try showing it some other way......like WORDS!
Both girls just stared at him and blinked. They seemed stunned by his words...almost as stunned as he was. They just...stared...no motion, no words, just, stared. Tenchi was a bit disturbed by this, a little unnerved actually. Slowly, step by step, Tenchi backed out of the room, hoping to avoid the burst of shouting he knew would inevitably come from this, it always did.
Strangely enough though, after he stepped out of their sight range ((but they were still in his or course)) he noticed their heads had not moved. Perhaps they were not staring at him after all.... what a relief. But then, Tenchi wondered, what were they staring at. In a bout of curiosity, Tenchi turned his head in the general direction the girls had been looking, and instantly fell over and screamed like a frightened child.
There was an enormous ship just hovering outside his door. How could he not have noticed the sudden lack of light in the room....stupid! Tenchi cursed himself, but knew it would do no good, whatever was here now had already invaded his territory; something he didn't take lightly.
"C'mon Ryoko, Ayeka. Together, whatever this thing is, we can take it!" Tenchi's determination was amazing. His victory over the late Dr. Clay had really boosted his confidence, and he was now jumping headfirst into a battle. Not only was this completely ludicrous, but he actually seemed to be enjoying it. He seemed to know what he was doing though somehow, as if something possessed his mind.
With a shrug, both girls jumped up, and darted after him, not wanting to be the cause of another argument.... with Tenchi at least.
Both girls rushed out quickly, determined to be the one who saves Tenchi's butt from the evil pirate, or whatnot. However, upon reaching the outside, they were disappointed to see Mihoshi climbing out of the ship, which as later revealed to be a ship given to her to keep her out of the hair of the general, whom she had been bugging lately in excess.
Tenchi helped her out of the ship, but of course, Mihoshi slipped climbing out and plummeted to the ground. She was not hurt though.....she had Tenchi to cushion her fall. She looked down at him, her legs sprawled open around him, and her arms in a peculiar twisted fashion around his neck and back that seemed to defy mere clumsiness to even the most severe degree, as her lips somehow firmly planted themselves on Tenchi's during the fall. No, actually, it seemed as if Mihoshi always 'planned' these things, though everyone knew this was a distinct impossibility.
"Oh I'm so, so sorry Tenchi, I didn't mean to do that I'm always so clumsy but I do just fine don't ya think? All this falling has made me hungry, do you have any donuts? I think donuts are fine, but that's because I'm a cop and cops love donuts, did you know that Ten....." Mihoshi began, not even appearing to stop to breath, until Ryoko cut her off with a typical 'Would you shut up already.'
One would be led to believe Mihoshi actually didn't need air to live the way she rambled on sometimes without taking a breath. It was quite amazing actually, and defied all laws of human physics. It would be something that would interest Washu on some future experiment.
Quickly rushing out to see what all the commotion was about, Sasami, Washu, and Yosho stopped suddenly. "Aww, and I was hoping to see a giant monster." Washu chuckled softly, smacking a newly built ray gun on her palm. "Guess I'm not gonna get to try it out now...."
"YAH! A monster!" Sasami chimed in excitedly, though there was a hint of disappointment in her voice to see that it was just Mihoshi that was the monster.
Yosho laughed a bit, pointing to the odd position of the two individuals by the ship. "I guess you didn't need help after all, hey Tenchi? Seems you've got everything under control." The old man smiled at this; he didn't get many opportunities to joke like this anymore, no, he was considered the wise one of the family, if, that is, if you can really call it a family over a crowded herd of assorted individuals.
This comment made Tenchi leap up suddenly, and caused his face to turn beat red, "He..he...right...well, see the thing with that is that it wasn't my fault, I was just...."
"No need to be bashful Tenchi," Ryoko chimed in, just trying to spite him a bit, she found it easier to get close to him when he was nervous or embarrassed, "it's understandable that you would want a kiss now and then. It's probably hard to do with that THING around." Ryoko laughed, pointing to Ayeka. A bit of fun with Tenchi and an insult on Ayeka, SCORE!
For a while after everyone had went back inside, it was quiet. There was just something about Tenchi's house that commanded strange results. After about half an hour of sitting, Sasami's voice rang out through the house. "Come and get it! Dinners ready!"
Almost instantly, everyone was at the table, the bout of silence broken by helpings of chicken potpie. There was once more the typical commotion that generally rocked the Masaki household. It was normal once more.
Washu stood in her lab, broken glass from beakers dropped at her feet, and a look of horror on her face, as if she had just seen a ghost. "No...how can he be back? I never imagined he would survive! Damn you Kagato!" She sighed, her peace, as it seemed, would never be attained....