The Next Morning.
"Ten.chi." came a quiet, alluring voice.
Tenchi didn't move a muscle. "Oh man.maybe if I pretend to be asleep Ryoko will go away...yeah, right." But regardless, he still didn't move.
"Ten.chi." came the voice again; closer this time. Suddenly, a strong, heavy object landed directly on top of his waist, knocking the wind out of him. He gasped erratically as he sat quickly forward, coughing as he tried vainly to regain his breath.
"Ah! Glad to see you're awake!!" came a cheerful voice. Tenchi blinked as he felt a pair of roaming fingers dancing teasing across his chest, then looked up and found himself face-to-face with a jaunty, cleavage-baring, Ryoko-clad Washu. Her long red hair was oddly short and jagged like the space pirate's, and her attire was one that showed off quite an amount of the scientist's bosom. It appeared that Washu had done some digging through her daughter's wardrobe, and she seemed very pleased. Tenchi coughed some more.
"W-Washu! What on **cough** Earth are you doing?"
Washu beamed. "Well, I had originally come up to get you for breakfast. But since we ARE alone, and since the door is conveniently locked-"
Tenchi took this moment to glance towards his door. What he found looked like a war zone. There was a huge stack of barbed wire that was surrounded by piles upon piles of dynamite. Ramboesque A and B stood guard with rifles that were 15 sizes too big for them, and along their side was Mecha Washu Three, sporting a large bazooka over it's shoulder.
"Oboy.Erm, what exactly did you have in mind, Washu?"
"Oh, nothing really.I just wanted to give you a 'Good Morning' kiss." Her voice became strangely soft and seductive, and suddenly, Tenchi was swept up into a fierce and passionate kiss by the swift young woman that was, ah, straddling him. He didn't really have much time to react, so he simply wrapped his arms around Washu and enjoyed his little wake up call.
Things were really starting to heat up when a cheery voice called from the nearby hallway.
"Tenchi! Wake up! Breakfast is ready!" Mihoshi called from a few feet away as she knocked lightly on his door. Tenchi gasped as he heard A, B, and Mecha Washu ready their assorted weapons and aim for the door. Quickly, he broke off the fervent caress and sat up, accidentally letting Washu fall back onto the end of the bed in a slightly disgruntled heap. She blinked a bit as Tenchi scrambled to his feet and straightened his rumpled pajamas, her green eyes glittering with confusion.
"Tenchi.? Is everything all right? What's wrong?"
Tenchi turned to Washu-Turned Ryoko and gave her an unsure gaze. "When I was kissing you, Washu.it just wasn't the same.I'm sorry.I'll meet you down at breakfast, okay?"
Washu inwardly flinched at his words and nodded as he evaded the vast armory that surrounded his door and left. She sat there for a few moments before sending her arsenal back to her lab via a portal and sighed. It seemed as though Tenchi's heart was barred away from her reach, and this baffled her. He had grown cold so quickly and so unexpectedly.it was his silence and distance that the scientist feared and misunderstood the most. She stood up from his bed and lowered her eyes to the soft carpet beneath her bare feet and sighed. No matter what she tried, it only seemed to drive him further and further away.
She was about to head down for breakfast when a thought struck her. A very tantalizing thought. She put off her worries the moment and began to think as she headed towards her lab.
"I'll need to do some research. But first, I need to change out of these God-forsaken clothes."
"Ten.chi." came a quiet, alluring voice.
Tenchi didn't move a muscle. "Oh man.maybe if I pretend to be asleep Ryoko will go away...yeah, right." But regardless, he still didn't move.
"Ten.chi." came the voice again; closer this time. Suddenly, a strong, heavy object landed directly on top of his waist, knocking the wind out of him. He gasped erratically as he sat quickly forward, coughing as he tried vainly to regain his breath.
"Ah! Glad to see you're awake!!" came a cheerful voice. Tenchi blinked as he felt a pair of roaming fingers dancing teasing across his chest, then looked up and found himself face-to-face with a jaunty, cleavage-baring, Ryoko-clad Washu. Her long red hair was oddly short and jagged like the space pirate's, and her attire was one that showed off quite an amount of the scientist's bosom. It appeared that Washu had done some digging through her daughter's wardrobe, and she seemed very pleased. Tenchi coughed some more.
"W-Washu! What on **cough** Earth are you doing?"
Washu beamed. "Well, I had originally come up to get you for breakfast. But since we ARE alone, and since the door is conveniently locked-"
Tenchi took this moment to glance towards his door. What he found looked like a war zone. There was a huge stack of barbed wire that was surrounded by piles upon piles of dynamite. Ramboesque A and B stood guard with rifles that were 15 sizes too big for them, and along their side was Mecha Washu Three, sporting a large bazooka over it's shoulder.
"Oboy.Erm, what exactly did you have in mind, Washu?"
"Oh, nothing really.I just wanted to give you a 'Good Morning' kiss." Her voice became strangely soft and seductive, and suddenly, Tenchi was swept up into a fierce and passionate kiss by the swift young woman that was, ah, straddling him. He didn't really have much time to react, so he simply wrapped his arms around Washu and enjoyed his little wake up call.
Things were really starting to heat up when a cheery voice called from the nearby hallway.
"Tenchi! Wake up! Breakfast is ready!" Mihoshi called from a few feet away as she knocked lightly on his door. Tenchi gasped as he heard A, B, and Mecha Washu ready their assorted weapons and aim for the door. Quickly, he broke off the fervent caress and sat up, accidentally letting Washu fall back onto the end of the bed in a slightly disgruntled heap. She blinked a bit as Tenchi scrambled to his feet and straightened his rumpled pajamas, her green eyes glittering with confusion.
"Tenchi.? Is everything all right? What's wrong?"
Tenchi turned to Washu-Turned Ryoko and gave her an unsure gaze. "When I was kissing you, Washu.it just wasn't the same.I'm sorry.I'll meet you down at breakfast, okay?"
Washu inwardly flinched at his words and nodded as he evaded the vast armory that surrounded his door and left. She sat there for a few moments before sending her arsenal back to her lab via a portal and sighed. It seemed as though Tenchi's heart was barred away from her reach, and this baffled her. He had grown cold so quickly and so unexpectedly.it was his silence and distance that the scientist feared and misunderstood the most. She stood up from his bed and lowered her eyes to the soft carpet beneath her bare feet and sighed. No matter what she tried, it only seemed to drive him further and further away.
She was about to head down for breakfast when a thought struck her. A very tantalizing thought. She put off her worries the moment and began to think as she headed towards her lab.
"I'll need to do some research. But first, I need to change out of these God-forsaken clothes."
