Disclaimer: I do not own the characters, Pioneer and AIC do. I have just used them in a story that I would love to see happen. I am not doing this for money, and definitely not looking for a lawsuit as I am barely making ends meet as it is. I hope you enjoy the story and as a side note, This story takes place using the OVA characters and is a continuation from Bad Monday.
(Authors Note: Just making some spelling changes)
Tenchi Muyo; no need for a Tuesday - Late night meetings
Tenchi's father had gone to his room then left there after becoming restless. When he discovered that Mihoshi was not in her room he left a note asking her to come to his room with some coffee. He had to talk to her; it seamed to be the one thing that he could settle his mind on. Since this morning he had seen a side of her that was not what she made herself out to be. When she returned she saw the note and thought about what should she do. Finally she mustered up the courage and went to go make some coffee as this was going to be an interesting night.
Until he heard the knock on his door Nobuyuki was not sure she saw the message or wanted to talk to him, but when it came he found himself worried about answering it. When he did he smiled at the blonde who was holding a tray with some coffee and two cups. He welcomed her in and began to think of how to tell her what was on his mind. They sat at a little table in his room drinking and looking back and forth at each other, neither sure what to say. Finally he broke the silence, "Mihoshi, why do you want others to think you are, um, not like this?" He did not want to call her a bubble-head to her face and he did not wan to call her a ditz either, so he just thought up of another way to say it.
She did her bets empty-headed look and said, "what do you mean?" The look she got from him told her that he was not buying it. She had never seen a look like this on him before, or even on Tenchi and it unsettled her. She finally dropped her act and her head. "It's because I am afraid." She was looking down, as members of the Galaxy Police were not supposed to be afraid.
"Afraid of what?"
She did not feel any condemnation in his voice only concern. "To much really. I used to be a first rate detective, even Kagato commented on it, but... Since loosing," her voice cracked, "since my best friend and partner died because of me I have been unable to face things." She began to cry at hearing Kiyone scream in terror as she fell down into that ultra energy. "I have been unable to cope with losing her. For so long I have had my grandfather pushing me along, but it just. It just doesn't seam right." She cried and told him of all of her mistakes during missions that has made some at the headquarters wish they never knew her. Even though she succeeded in every mission it was because of someone else's bad luck or a very good stroke of luck for her.
Nobuyuki came to understand that she has experienced a lot of hurt and pain, which has caused her to try and escape it through acting like a ditz. As long as she appeared to be that way nothing was demanded of her and neither was anything expected of her, so when she did do something good it surprised everyone. Just like himself, he escaped his pain by his pictures and his perverted comments. Even though every comment he made during the day made him sleep less at night. Because of this he had spent as much time as possible at work hoping to avoid them all.
The two talked for several hours, even laughed at things in the past, it seamed to Tsunami that she may have overdone it, but they seam to be getting past their past hurts and pain. The rest of the house had already gone to sleep, but Nobuyuki and Mihoshi continued to talk. At least until her wrist communicator started beeping. When she checked the display her smile faded, it was headquarters and they wanted her to make an emergency report.
She thought about the timing of it and something was not right about it, at least in her stomach. Taking him by the hand she walked to the door that led to Washu's lab. Taking a quick breath of air she opened the door and proceeded into the lab followed by him. They walked through the lab for a few moments before she saw the scientist sitting typing away on her holo-laptop. "Miss Washu?"
At the sound of her voice Washu jumped up screaming as if a snake had just bitten her. When she turned around and saw them in her lab she at first wanted to kill them both. Through gritted teeth she asked them, "what in the hell are you doing in here? And how did you get in?"
Mihoshi's act was gone and she just looked at her calmly. "I just walked in, as for what we are doing I have come to ask for your help in something."
Washu in her anger almost missed that Mihoshi had changed, almost. "What do you need my help with?"
"I have just been contacted by HQ and they want me to make an emergency report, but something is not right, can I make the report from here instead?"
"Tea, we can do that, but why here?" Washu was intrigued as Mihoshi for once seamed to be holding a decent conversation and her eyes showed an alertness that they had not shown in a long time.
"I need you to create a replica of the cockpit of my ship so that when I give my report they will not notice anything unusual. And this way you will be able to hear the report as well." She was still not sure if they would buy it, but she did not want to leave to take the chance. Washu took a few moments to set up the bridge from Mihoshi's memory, and strangely enough it was extremely accurate. The little scientist found it hard to believe that this airhead could remember that much, but then again she was not acting like an airhead right now. When everything was ready Washu gave her the ok and she began the communication.
"This is First Class Detective Mihoshi reporting sir!" She spoke again with that familiar emptiness that everyone knows her by.
"Yes detective Mihoshi, you are commanded to return to the edges of the Sol system and await for the Jurai ships."
"Oh, their sending ships, is there going to be a party, cause if there is I can get the balloons!" Mihoshi was still acting her normal childish self, but she wanted more answers. She was about to start prattling off about how much fun a party would be when he interrupted her again.
"NO! Mihoshi! Listen just escort the battle ships to earth ok?" He was growing agitated and Mihoshi could tell he was buying every line she gave him.
"Battle ships? You don't send battle ships for a party? Oh how silly of me they must have only had those left."
"Damnit Mihoshi! We have been ordered by the Supreme Counsel to provide an escort of the Jurai Battle ships to earth and that is what we are going to do! There is no party!"
"No party?' Mihoshi began to cry at this and her commander was getting frustrated.
Growling he told her, "I am sending the information to you now, be there or you are out! No matter who your grandfather is!" He cut the signal before he began swearing madly at her. As soon as the transmission was cut so was her act too.
"Washu, do you have that information?" After she spoke the image of her craft disappeared and she was back in Washu's Lab.
In stunned amazement Washu approached her, "Damn, I knew you were a genius! Ever since you found Clay's ship I knew that you were holding back on us. The blonde smiled at the complement. "But tell me why the act? Why have you put up with all of us calling you things and how did you know about this?"
"Well, for a while the act was real, too real. But since the other day my perfect world has crumbled around me so I cannot run from things like I have been. As for the genius it runs in the family..." Just as soon as she said those words she placed a hand over her mouth and said a mental oops.
"What do you mean runs in the family? And who is your family anyway?"
Bowing her head Mihoshi told her, "well I can tell you my parents are pretty normal, but my grandfather is several thousand years old and he has not told me much about his father or much about his red haired mother."
Washu took a step back when she mentioned a red haired mother. "You can't tell me that you are..." She grabbed Mihoshi's arm and pulled it over to her table. Taking a quick blood sample she began to examine it and then sat back on her floating pillow. "I'll be dammed."
Nobuyuki was out of the loop for a while but he was glad to be here to hear this interesting development. Washu turned around to them, "she, she has my DNA. She's a, a..."
"Surprised great-grandma?" Mihoshi was nit sure if she should say it like that but with this turn in events it could not get much worse, or so she hoped. Washu threw her arms around the blonde and cried.
"My son, he lives. He's, he's your grandfather and the Marshall of the Galaxy Police?" Mihoshi told her yes and the two cried as they hugged each other for a few moments.
It was Nobuyuki that broke the moment, "Um, Mihoshi, what was that about battle ships?"
The two pulled away from each other and dried their eyes. Washu had intercepted the message as Mihoshi read it. "It seams that there are twenty Jurai Battle ships headed to the Earth. Their mission is top secret but you can bet it is not good."
"What! What do we do then?" He was near panicked at the thought of battle ships headed their way.
In her cocky way Washu laughed and told them, "I say we fight them and push them back to Jurai!"
"But Little Washu, that may not be the best idea. May I use a laptop so I can do some checking on why this is happening and what our options are? Besides I don't think I can lift off my engines are not working right."
"What do you mean! I fixed those.... Oh, Ok. Yea, we had better start work on them." Washu had caught on to what she was saying, and decided to play along. Besides if Mihoshi can play a ditz for that long them so could she. Mihoshi took several data pads from her ship and a holo-laptop from Washu and went to the living room. There she asked Nobuyuki to go to sleep and she would tell him what was happening in the morning. He did not like being told to go away, but seeing her determination and seeing first hand how she played her commander he knew that it would be ok.
After they had left Washu sat in her lab just watching her screen saver. Her thoughts revolved around her past and her children. The son that she had so very long ago was still alive, and in charge of the Galaxy Police. Not only that but he has a family and even Mihoshi for a granddaughter. She thought about all those times that the ditz had walked in her lab, no one should have been able to do that, but since Mihoshi had her genetic structure then she could get past the DNA scanners easily. But that did not explain why she had acted like she had for so long and why stop it now?
Over the past Two days she had seen a lot happen. Ayeka and Ryoko fought again as usual, but this time Ryoko ended it by taking her life. Tenchi had rescued her daughter and brought her back to the living in a huge light show where she learned that Ryoko had her own Light Hawk Wings. Then she was told that the gems that Ryoko had contained the powers of a goddess that was Tsunami's sister. And Sasami had called her 'sister', but why? She tried to remember back past the Science Academy, but unfortunately she remembered nothing and she did not know how she came into possession of those gems, unless.
"Unless I am that goddess?" She snickered at those words; she may be the smartest, cutest scientific genius in the universe, but a goddess? "No, that's impossible." She shook her head in disbelief. Tsunami had been listening and she too shook her head, not in disbelief but at her sister's words. Tsunami wanted to tell her the truth, and she had not meant to tell Sasami that they were sisters, but with her connection to Sasami she was having more feelings. Even if she could tell Washu the truth without her other sister helping Washu would not regain her full memory.
For her part the goddess Tokimi had been watching the past two days with much interest. She had warned her servant D3 to not fight against Tenchi, but she still had a plan. She looked through time concerning his past and future. When she looked to the future many possibilities existed. The future of this boy was still not set so she had to be careful not to destroy him or her plans.
Even though the Jurai Counsel had decided to investigate they knew that if there were a force that could drain away the Jurai power then they would need help. This is why the Galaxy Police were called in. In case the Jurai fleet was attacked or neutralized then the GP would step in and restore order, at least order according to the counsel. The Grand Marshall of the Galaxy Police however knew what that meant. He hated with a passion being forced into things that he knew were not their responsibility, but seeing how Jurai was the strongest power in space when they asked for help it was not a question but an order.
Although it took just a few hours to assemble to escort fleet it was not fast enough to suit those in the High Counsel. But considering their state of mind he did not think they would have been happy if he had every ship in the GPO here yesterday. When all the ships had congregated together there were twenty Jurai battle ships and two GP escort ships per battle ship. These ships were the best, and the strongest ships that Jurai had and with their combined firepower it would have been easy for them to wipe a system off the star maps without a trace.
The fleet was still thirteen hours away from their goal, but nerves and tensions were on end. There were some galactic news crews that tried to get some information but they were kept from reporting on what was going on. Mainly because all of the Jurai counsel were afraid that if news got out that something was draining their power then some of the lesser systems might try to revolt.
Regardless of anyone's motivations or fears those at the Masaki house on Earth slumbered with the exception of Mihoshi and Washu. Mihoshi was feverishly worked on a way to stop the fighting without bloodshed and to find a way that allowed them all to stay on the earth. As for Washu she was trying to piece together her life and her family that has been scattered just as her memories have. None could have foreseen the importance of this week, but for all those involved there was never a way to return to normality after this week.
(Authors Note: Just making some spelling changes)
Tenchi Muyo; no need for a Tuesday - Late night meetings
Tenchi's father had gone to his room then left there after becoming restless. When he discovered that Mihoshi was not in her room he left a note asking her to come to his room with some coffee. He had to talk to her; it seamed to be the one thing that he could settle his mind on. Since this morning he had seen a side of her that was not what she made herself out to be. When she returned she saw the note and thought about what should she do. Finally she mustered up the courage and went to go make some coffee as this was going to be an interesting night.
Until he heard the knock on his door Nobuyuki was not sure she saw the message or wanted to talk to him, but when it came he found himself worried about answering it. When he did he smiled at the blonde who was holding a tray with some coffee and two cups. He welcomed her in and began to think of how to tell her what was on his mind. They sat at a little table in his room drinking and looking back and forth at each other, neither sure what to say. Finally he broke the silence, "Mihoshi, why do you want others to think you are, um, not like this?" He did not want to call her a bubble-head to her face and he did not wan to call her a ditz either, so he just thought up of another way to say it.
She did her bets empty-headed look and said, "what do you mean?" The look she got from him told her that he was not buying it. She had never seen a look like this on him before, or even on Tenchi and it unsettled her. She finally dropped her act and her head. "It's because I am afraid." She was looking down, as members of the Galaxy Police were not supposed to be afraid.
"Afraid of what?"
She did not feel any condemnation in his voice only concern. "To much really. I used to be a first rate detective, even Kagato commented on it, but... Since loosing," her voice cracked, "since my best friend and partner died because of me I have been unable to face things." She began to cry at hearing Kiyone scream in terror as she fell down into that ultra energy. "I have been unable to cope with losing her. For so long I have had my grandfather pushing me along, but it just. It just doesn't seam right." She cried and told him of all of her mistakes during missions that has made some at the headquarters wish they never knew her. Even though she succeeded in every mission it was because of someone else's bad luck or a very good stroke of luck for her.
Nobuyuki came to understand that she has experienced a lot of hurt and pain, which has caused her to try and escape it through acting like a ditz. As long as she appeared to be that way nothing was demanded of her and neither was anything expected of her, so when she did do something good it surprised everyone. Just like himself, he escaped his pain by his pictures and his perverted comments. Even though every comment he made during the day made him sleep less at night. Because of this he had spent as much time as possible at work hoping to avoid them all.
The two talked for several hours, even laughed at things in the past, it seamed to Tsunami that she may have overdone it, but they seam to be getting past their past hurts and pain. The rest of the house had already gone to sleep, but Nobuyuki and Mihoshi continued to talk. At least until her wrist communicator started beeping. When she checked the display her smile faded, it was headquarters and they wanted her to make an emergency report.
She thought about the timing of it and something was not right about it, at least in her stomach. Taking him by the hand she walked to the door that led to Washu's lab. Taking a quick breath of air she opened the door and proceeded into the lab followed by him. They walked through the lab for a few moments before she saw the scientist sitting typing away on her holo-laptop. "Miss Washu?"
At the sound of her voice Washu jumped up screaming as if a snake had just bitten her. When she turned around and saw them in her lab she at first wanted to kill them both. Through gritted teeth she asked them, "what in the hell are you doing in here? And how did you get in?"
Mihoshi's act was gone and she just looked at her calmly. "I just walked in, as for what we are doing I have come to ask for your help in something."
Washu in her anger almost missed that Mihoshi had changed, almost. "What do you need my help with?"
"I have just been contacted by HQ and they want me to make an emergency report, but something is not right, can I make the report from here instead?"
"Tea, we can do that, but why here?" Washu was intrigued as Mihoshi for once seamed to be holding a decent conversation and her eyes showed an alertness that they had not shown in a long time.
"I need you to create a replica of the cockpit of my ship so that when I give my report they will not notice anything unusual. And this way you will be able to hear the report as well." She was still not sure if they would buy it, but she did not want to leave to take the chance. Washu took a few moments to set up the bridge from Mihoshi's memory, and strangely enough it was extremely accurate. The little scientist found it hard to believe that this airhead could remember that much, but then again she was not acting like an airhead right now. When everything was ready Washu gave her the ok and she began the communication.
"This is First Class Detective Mihoshi reporting sir!" She spoke again with that familiar emptiness that everyone knows her by.
"Yes detective Mihoshi, you are commanded to return to the edges of the Sol system and await for the Jurai ships."
"Oh, their sending ships, is there going to be a party, cause if there is I can get the balloons!" Mihoshi was still acting her normal childish self, but she wanted more answers. She was about to start prattling off about how much fun a party would be when he interrupted her again.
"NO! Mihoshi! Listen just escort the battle ships to earth ok?" He was growing agitated and Mihoshi could tell he was buying every line she gave him.
"Battle ships? You don't send battle ships for a party? Oh how silly of me they must have only had those left."
"Damnit Mihoshi! We have been ordered by the Supreme Counsel to provide an escort of the Jurai Battle ships to earth and that is what we are going to do! There is no party!"
"No party?' Mihoshi began to cry at this and her commander was getting frustrated.
Growling he told her, "I am sending the information to you now, be there or you are out! No matter who your grandfather is!" He cut the signal before he began swearing madly at her. As soon as the transmission was cut so was her act too.
"Washu, do you have that information?" After she spoke the image of her craft disappeared and she was back in Washu's Lab.
In stunned amazement Washu approached her, "Damn, I knew you were a genius! Ever since you found Clay's ship I knew that you were holding back on us. The blonde smiled at the complement. "But tell me why the act? Why have you put up with all of us calling you things and how did you know about this?"
"Well, for a while the act was real, too real. But since the other day my perfect world has crumbled around me so I cannot run from things like I have been. As for the genius it runs in the family..." Just as soon as she said those words she placed a hand over her mouth and said a mental oops.
"What do you mean runs in the family? And who is your family anyway?"
Bowing her head Mihoshi told her, "well I can tell you my parents are pretty normal, but my grandfather is several thousand years old and he has not told me much about his father or much about his red haired mother."
Washu took a step back when she mentioned a red haired mother. "You can't tell me that you are..." She grabbed Mihoshi's arm and pulled it over to her table. Taking a quick blood sample she began to examine it and then sat back on her floating pillow. "I'll be dammed."
Nobuyuki was out of the loop for a while but he was glad to be here to hear this interesting development. Washu turned around to them, "she, she has my DNA. She's a, a..."
"Surprised great-grandma?" Mihoshi was nit sure if she should say it like that but with this turn in events it could not get much worse, or so she hoped. Washu threw her arms around the blonde and cried.
"My son, he lives. He's, he's your grandfather and the Marshall of the Galaxy Police?" Mihoshi told her yes and the two cried as they hugged each other for a few moments.
It was Nobuyuki that broke the moment, "Um, Mihoshi, what was that about battle ships?"
The two pulled away from each other and dried their eyes. Washu had intercepted the message as Mihoshi read it. "It seams that there are twenty Jurai Battle ships headed to the Earth. Their mission is top secret but you can bet it is not good."
"What! What do we do then?" He was near panicked at the thought of battle ships headed their way.
In her cocky way Washu laughed and told them, "I say we fight them and push them back to Jurai!"
"But Little Washu, that may not be the best idea. May I use a laptop so I can do some checking on why this is happening and what our options are? Besides I don't think I can lift off my engines are not working right."
"What do you mean! I fixed those.... Oh, Ok. Yea, we had better start work on them." Washu had caught on to what she was saying, and decided to play along. Besides if Mihoshi can play a ditz for that long them so could she. Mihoshi took several data pads from her ship and a holo-laptop from Washu and went to the living room. There she asked Nobuyuki to go to sleep and she would tell him what was happening in the morning. He did not like being told to go away, but seeing her determination and seeing first hand how she played her commander he knew that it would be ok.
After they had left Washu sat in her lab just watching her screen saver. Her thoughts revolved around her past and her children. The son that she had so very long ago was still alive, and in charge of the Galaxy Police. Not only that but he has a family and even Mihoshi for a granddaughter. She thought about all those times that the ditz had walked in her lab, no one should have been able to do that, but since Mihoshi had her genetic structure then she could get past the DNA scanners easily. But that did not explain why she had acted like she had for so long and why stop it now?
Over the past Two days she had seen a lot happen. Ayeka and Ryoko fought again as usual, but this time Ryoko ended it by taking her life. Tenchi had rescued her daughter and brought her back to the living in a huge light show where she learned that Ryoko had her own Light Hawk Wings. Then she was told that the gems that Ryoko had contained the powers of a goddess that was Tsunami's sister. And Sasami had called her 'sister', but why? She tried to remember back past the Science Academy, but unfortunately she remembered nothing and she did not know how she came into possession of those gems, unless.
"Unless I am that goddess?" She snickered at those words; she may be the smartest, cutest scientific genius in the universe, but a goddess? "No, that's impossible." She shook her head in disbelief. Tsunami had been listening and she too shook her head, not in disbelief but at her sister's words. Tsunami wanted to tell her the truth, and she had not meant to tell Sasami that they were sisters, but with her connection to Sasami she was having more feelings. Even if she could tell Washu the truth without her other sister helping Washu would not regain her full memory.
For her part the goddess Tokimi had been watching the past two days with much interest. She had warned her servant D3 to not fight against Tenchi, but she still had a plan. She looked through time concerning his past and future. When she looked to the future many possibilities existed. The future of this boy was still not set so she had to be careful not to destroy him or her plans.
Even though the Jurai Counsel had decided to investigate they knew that if there were a force that could drain away the Jurai power then they would need help. This is why the Galaxy Police were called in. In case the Jurai fleet was attacked or neutralized then the GP would step in and restore order, at least order according to the counsel. The Grand Marshall of the Galaxy Police however knew what that meant. He hated with a passion being forced into things that he knew were not their responsibility, but seeing how Jurai was the strongest power in space when they asked for help it was not a question but an order.
Although it took just a few hours to assemble to escort fleet it was not fast enough to suit those in the High Counsel. But considering their state of mind he did not think they would have been happy if he had every ship in the GPO here yesterday. When all the ships had congregated together there were twenty Jurai battle ships and two GP escort ships per battle ship. These ships were the best, and the strongest ships that Jurai had and with their combined firepower it would have been easy for them to wipe a system off the star maps without a trace.
The fleet was still thirteen hours away from their goal, but nerves and tensions were on end. There were some galactic news crews that tried to get some information but they were kept from reporting on what was going on. Mainly because all of the Jurai counsel were afraid that if news got out that something was draining their power then some of the lesser systems might try to revolt.
Regardless of anyone's motivations or fears those at the Masaki house on Earth slumbered with the exception of Mihoshi and Washu. Mihoshi was feverishly worked on a way to stop the fighting without bloodshed and to find a way that allowed them all to stay on the earth. As for Washu she was trying to piece together her life and her family that has been scattered just as her memories have. None could have foreseen the importance of this week, but for all those involved there was never a way to return to normality after this week.
