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Wow…it's been so long since I've written a ficcy, let alone a Tenchi one. This fic is centered around Kiyone and Mihoshi. Enjoy.

Kiyone collapsed on her hard bed to dull the pain of her empty stomach. "Mihoshi what time is it?" She called out weakly.

"Five," Mihoshi said cheerfully.

"Dinnertime." Kiyone mumbled.

"Hey Kiyone what're we having for dinner?"

"Nothing. We have no food."

"Well then let's go out."

"We can't. Payday is tomorrow and we spent all of our money already."

"Let's go to Tenchi's then!"

Kiyone sighed. "You go Mihoshi. I don't want to mooch off them any more."

"Are you still thinking about him?"

Him. Hiroshi. (I took this from the song on the Tenchi Muyo! C.D, tell me if this means something else and I'll change it.) The name stabbed painful memories into Kiyone's heart. Hiroshi was a police officer like her. A friend. Well more than that…

They were lovers. Kiyone had fallen hard for him; she thought he was the one. She would have followed him to the ends of the universe…if he hadn't…

No. It was too painful to think about. She didn't even tell Mihoshi, the whole story. And she told Mihoshi everything.

Mihoshi had been oddly agreeable about not wanting to talk about him. Kiyone had been grateful for her friends support but would rather not talk about the pain. Kiyone felt it was better to deal with things on her own. After all she was the brain of the outfit. What could Mihoshi tell her that she couldn't figure out herself?

"No." She lied, bringing herself back to reality.

"Liar," Mihoshi said, smiling. "It's okay. I understand. But I'm going to go to Tenchi's, I'm starved!" And with that Mihoshi bounded out the door.

Kiyone fell back on the bed. She peered over at the calendar at by her bed. "It's been a month. I should be over this by now."

Kiyone stared at the ceiling. "Oh no not I. I will survive…" Her pathetic attempt at cheerfulness was drowned out by her tears.

Sleep overcame her and she succumbed to the world of dreams.

Morning came bright and early with Kiyone and Mihoshi rushing to get to work on time as usual. Kiyone had somehow managed to get a bonus and this boasted her mood. 'I guess I work better under grief.' She thought.

The day was an easy one with only a minor ship accident to attend to. Kiyone felt good enough to join Mihoshi at Tenchi's (their grocery store is closed on Sundays) and even better to burn the rest of her pictures of Hiroshi. 'I can do this,' she thought. 'I can forget him and move on.'

And in a matter of days Kiyone was back to her normal self. And life was even better than before what's-his-name.

Kiyone ran towards Tenchi's house. Her stupid ship had broken down again and Mihoshi said she had a big surprise for her. She finally came to Tenchi's house and rang the doorbell. Tenchi answered it and let her inside.

Kiyone walked into the living room and said cheerfully, "What have you got to show me Mihoshi?"

On the couch, with his arm snaked around Mihoshi's waist, was Hiroshi.

Tell me if you like his name or not. I can't find out what it means!!! :-D.