A/N: You asked for it! Welcome to Chapter six of 'All She Wanted'. I swear
this will be a romance in later parts.
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Washu put the scan-tron sheet threw the machine. Ryoko swallowed hard; "Well . . . Did I pass?" She asked, her voice shaking.
Her mother picked up the paper from the device, "Well . . . My little Ryoko, please don't be too disappointed."
"What do you mean? Don't be disappointed. I passed didn't I?"
"Little Ryoko, you failed. Miserably." Ryoko looked down at her feet. "But there is extra credit! You just need one point to pass, how you failed . . . I don't know . . . But, if you answer this one question, you're in. Are you ready?"
Tenchi put his ear closer to the door to listen more intently.
"I guess," was Ryoko's answer. "What's the question?"
"Last year, the Legislature enacted a law to assist the citizens in blocking unwanted telemarketing calls. What was that law's name?"
"Jesus!"
"No, it wasn't 'Jesus', try again."
"That wasn't my answer to begin with! To block unwanted calls . . ." She shrugged, "Was it the 'Do Not Call Registry'?" She laughed. "Guess I failed."
"Just the opposite. You where right my little Ryoko. You are going to college."
"WHAT? What a stupid name for a law . . ." Ryoko mumbled under her breath and reached to the doorknob to release her from the dusty lab.
"Why, yes . . . Yes it is. Tell Tenchi, will you?" the pint-sized-genus asked. Ryoko nodded and turned to knob. A loud thud soon followed.
Ryoko looked down at the body that suddenly fell on her feet. "Tenchi?"
"Ow."
She bent down, "Guess you heard?"
Tenchi gave her a lop-sided grin, "Congratulations."
Ryoko grabbed him in a backbreaking hug, cutting off the oxygen supply from his neck up. "We can be room-mates! Won't this be great, My Lil' Tenchi!" She smiled and hugged him tighter as he clawed at her arms so release him, "Then you can finally prove your love to me!"
He gasped, "Ryoko . . . I . . . can't . . . breathe!" She let him go and drop to the floor.
"Sorry 'bout that. I get a little over excited." She smiled and laughed, Tenchi joined in too.
~A Week Later~
A red ribbon was holding her cyan hair back from her face. Her red shirt showed too much cleavage for some people's liking. Mostly Ayeka's. But today she didn't care; tomorrow she was leaving . . . Not alone this time, with the man she loved. Her blue jeans where tight and a little more fitting than most of her other pairs.
Tenchi put a suitcase onto her bed; "I found it up in the attic. My dad used it for business trips, but he has a new one now. He said you could have it, too."
She turned to him and showed a smile, "Thanks Tenchi. It means a lot to me! Say, I'm really glad we got two apartments next to each other," she smirked, "Too bad they weren't connected."
He laughed nervously, "You can come over anytime, you know. Do you need help packing?"
She looked over at her small closet. It was mostly empty, and what she did own was in that suitcase already. "Uh . . ." She walked to the closet and reached up on the top shelf. "Nope," she pulled out a strip of pictures, "I've got everything I need."
Ryoko fondly remembered Tenchi and her date; "I just need to bring some furniture down to the van."
Tenchi looked over at the pictures; "I remember that. It was a lot of fun," he smiled as he recalled how beautiful she looked. Ryoko closed the suitcase and it disappeared. He blinked his eyes.
"Don't worry, it's in the van." Tenchi put his hands in his pockets.
"How much you want to bet Ayeka is throwing us a party?"
"Us? Only for you, Tenchi." Ryoko's futon vanished. Tenchi supposed it was in the van also. "Are you done packing?" She asked.
"Yes. Father took it to the van and told me to stay up here until someone called us down. Probably to keep the party a surprise."
Ryoko sighed, "Hasn't Ayeka learned that we know when the surprise parties are, and we never like them." She emphasized 'never'. Tenchi chuckled.
"That's not entirely true. I do enjoy some part of it." Ryoko's brow hinged up. He tilted his head and smiled, "I like Sasami's food."
"Yeah, you're right."
"Glad to hear it," Sasami walked in the room, "Sorry I over heard. Ayeka said to come get you." Tenchi and Ryoko looked at each other and back to Sasami.
"Alright," Ryoko said walking out with Sasami holding her hand. Tenchi smiled and walked after them. They walked to the top of the stairs knowing what was about to come, they just hoped they where good actors.
"SURPRISE!" The family cheered. Ryoko and Tenchi tried to put on a shocked expression. They hoped it looked real.
"This is great Ayeka! Did you come up with this idea by yourself?" Tenchi asked trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice as he followed Ryoko and Sasami down the stairs.
"Yes, Lord Tenchi . . . Well, with the help of the rest of the family. Are you surprised?"
"Yes, very!" He lied. Ayeka smiled, nodded, and went over to help Sasami with the food.
"You're not a very good liar, Tenchi." Ryoko teased as she grabbed a beer. Not a fancy beer, but she wasn't a fancy lady. Probably just got it out of a vending machine down town.
Ryoko popped the can open and sat down on the couch. Tilting the can the bitter beer sung her taste buds. Quite frankly, she didn't care how bad it tasted. Tenchi, whom didn't care for the taste of beer just grabbed a soda and took a seat next to Ryoko with a plate of food for both of them. The family also sat around them to talk about upcoming events and what time Ryoko and Tenchi where leaving.
Tenchi was getting more tired by the minute and Ayeka's stories weren't helping. His eye began to flutter and soon he was off to sleep. Ryoko just looked at him and smiled. The first princess of the distant planet reached to wake him. "Let him sleep, he needs his rest," Tenchi's grandfather and teacher told the woman.
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A/N: Hello, next episode will be a good one, I hope. It's about Tenchi and his dream. He dreams he left someone he loved, and all goes to hell. Let's have Ryoko explain, I'm sure she's better at it . . .
Ryoko: No regrets about the woman who ran away but a small thorn still pricks the heart. Letting one flow along with time itself, living all alone from that day to this. But to the sounds of waves that come and go, the migrating birds find their hearts drawn. Next episode: "No Need for A Dream". Tenchi will sing it up full of soul.
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Washu put the scan-tron sheet threw the machine. Ryoko swallowed hard; "Well . . . Did I pass?" She asked, her voice shaking.
Her mother picked up the paper from the device, "Well . . . My little Ryoko, please don't be too disappointed."
"What do you mean? Don't be disappointed. I passed didn't I?"
"Little Ryoko, you failed. Miserably." Ryoko looked down at her feet. "But there is extra credit! You just need one point to pass, how you failed . . . I don't know . . . But, if you answer this one question, you're in. Are you ready?"
Tenchi put his ear closer to the door to listen more intently.
"I guess," was Ryoko's answer. "What's the question?"
"Last year, the Legislature enacted a law to assist the citizens in blocking unwanted telemarketing calls. What was that law's name?"
"Jesus!"
"No, it wasn't 'Jesus', try again."
"That wasn't my answer to begin with! To block unwanted calls . . ." She shrugged, "Was it the 'Do Not Call Registry'?" She laughed. "Guess I failed."
"Just the opposite. You where right my little Ryoko. You are going to college."
"WHAT? What a stupid name for a law . . ." Ryoko mumbled under her breath and reached to the doorknob to release her from the dusty lab.
"Why, yes . . . Yes it is. Tell Tenchi, will you?" the pint-sized-genus asked. Ryoko nodded and turned to knob. A loud thud soon followed.
Ryoko looked down at the body that suddenly fell on her feet. "Tenchi?"
"Ow."
She bent down, "Guess you heard?"
Tenchi gave her a lop-sided grin, "Congratulations."
Ryoko grabbed him in a backbreaking hug, cutting off the oxygen supply from his neck up. "We can be room-mates! Won't this be great, My Lil' Tenchi!" She smiled and hugged him tighter as he clawed at her arms so release him, "Then you can finally prove your love to me!"
He gasped, "Ryoko . . . I . . . can't . . . breathe!" She let him go and drop to the floor.
"Sorry 'bout that. I get a little over excited." She smiled and laughed, Tenchi joined in too.
~A Week Later~
A red ribbon was holding her cyan hair back from her face. Her red shirt showed too much cleavage for some people's liking. Mostly Ayeka's. But today she didn't care; tomorrow she was leaving . . . Not alone this time, with the man she loved. Her blue jeans where tight and a little more fitting than most of her other pairs.
Tenchi put a suitcase onto her bed; "I found it up in the attic. My dad used it for business trips, but he has a new one now. He said you could have it, too."
She turned to him and showed a smile, "Thanks Tenchi. It means a lot to me! Say, I'm really glad we got two apartments next to each other," she smirked, "Too bad they weren't connected."
He laughed nervously, "You can come over anytime, you know. Do you need help packing?"
She looked over at her small closet. It was mostly empty, and what she did own was in that suitcase already. "Uh . . ." She walked to the closet and reached up on the top shelf. "Nope," she pulled out a strip of pictures, "I've got everything I need."
Ryoko fondly remembered Tenchi and her date; "I just need to bring some furniture down to the van."
Tenchi looked over at the pictures; "I remember that. It was a lot of fun," he smiled as he recalled how beautiful she looked. Ryoko closed the suitcase and it disappeared. He blinked his eyes.
"Don't worry, it's in the van." Tenchi put his hands in his pockets.
"How much you want to bet Ayeka is throwing us a party?"
"Us? Only for you, Tenchi." Ryoko's futon vanished. Tenchi supposed it was in the van also. "Are you done packing?" She asked.
"Yes. Father took it to the van and told me to stay up here until someone called us down. Probably to keep the party a surprise."
Ryoko sighed, "Hasn't Ayeka learned that we know when the surprise parties are, and we never like them." She emphasized 'never'. Tenchi chuckled.
"That's not entirely true. I do enjoy some part of it." Ryoko's brow hinged up. He tilted his head and smiled, "I like Sasami's food."
"Yeah, you're right."
"Glad to hear it," Sasami walked in the room, "Sorry I over heard. Ayeka said to come get you." Tenchi and Ryoko looked at each other and back to Sasami.
"Alright," Ryoko said walking out with Sasami holding her hand. Tenchi smiled and walked after them. They walked to the top of the stairs knowing what was about to come, they just hoped they where good actors.
"SURPRISE!" The family cheered. Ryoko and Tenchi tried to put on a shocked expression. They hoped it looked real.
"This is great Ayeka! Did you come up with this idea by yourself?" Tenchi asked trying to keep the sarcasm out of his voice as he followed Ryoko and Sasami down the stairs.
"Yes, Lord Tenchi . . . Well, with the help of the rest of the family. Are you surprised?"
"Yes, very!" He lied. Ayeka smiled, nodded, and went over to help Sasami with the food.
"You're not a very good liar, Tenchi." Ryoko teased as she grabbed a beer. Not a fancy beer, but she wasn't a fancy lady. Probably just got it out of a vending machine down town.
Ryoko popped the can open and sat down on the couch. Tilting the can the bitter beer sung her taste buds. Quite frankly, she didn't care how bad it tasted. Tenchi, whom didn't care for the taste of beer just grabbed a soda and took a seat next to Ryoko with a plate of food for both of them. The family also sat around them to talk about upcoming events and what time Ryoko and Tenchi where leaving.
Tenchi was getting more tired by the minute and Ayeka's stories weren't helping. His eye began to flutter and soon he was off to sleep. Ryoko just looked at him and smiled. The first princess of the distant planet reached to wake him. "Let him sleep, he needs his rest," Tenchi's grandfather and teacher told the woman.
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A/N: Hello, next episode will be a good one, I hope. It's about Tenchi and his dream. He dreams he left someone he loved, and all goes to hell. Let's have Ryoko explain, I'm sure she's better at it . . .
Ryoko: No regrets about the woman who ran away but a small thorn still pricks the heart. Letting one flow along with time itself, living all alone from that day to this. But to the sounds of waves that come and go, the migrating birds find their hearts drawn. Next episode: "No Need for A Dream". Tenchi will sing it up full of soul.