Written in Blood
A Tenchi Muyo- Sailormoon crossover. By Kellybug and Sailor Moonbrat (Partners-in-Crime).
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DISCLAIMER: None of the anime used or mentioned in this story are mine:
Tenchi Muyo is the property of its creator Kajishima Masaki, and its
distributor, Pioneer.
Sailormoon is the property of its creator, Naoko Takeuchi, and its various
distributors.
Card Captor Sakura is the property of its creators at CLAMP.
Pokemon is the property of Nintendo.. at least, the game is. Who lays claim to
the videos, I'm not sure! But, it's not me.
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PROLOUGE
I guess this started about six months ago. When I got online to help me
further my research into my family-tree. Boy, what a can of worms I opened up!
I was talking in a chatroom with my sister when suddenly... OH ! I forgot to
introduce myself! My name is Kelly Paul Graham ! Anyway, like I started to say..
I was busy in a chatroom when suddenly this other person pops in:
Caellach1961: How've you been doing, Moonchild?
SuperMoonBrat: I'm ok, how are you, Niisan?
Brain-chan has entered the room.
Caellach1961: I'm been doing well, Imouto-chan! I was digging into some files
on our family today! I'm trying to track down some asian ancestors :)
SuperMoonBrat: Asian ? How asian ? And how'd we get them ?
Caellach1961: Turkic nomads from the Yellow River in Northern China. They
finally moved into Hungary and married into the Royal family there.
SuperMoonBrat: KEWL!!! So, not only am I a Princess, but I'm a Oriental one?
Caellach1961: LOL !!!! Yep :) A horse-riding Xena !!! :)
Ceallach1961: Ah, pardon me :) Hello, Brain-chan !!! Didn't mean to ignore you !!!
Brain-chan: Domo Arigatou, Caellach-sama ! Apologies accepted :) So, you are
looking into horsemen of the Kumani, Caellach-sama?
Caellach1961: Yes I am, Brain-chan :) Would you happen to be related to them,
by any chance?
Brain-chan: Yes, I am, in a way !
SuperMoonBrat: Kewl... Hey, Niisan! We found another relative !!!
Caellach1961: We seem to, Imouto :) Is there some way we can share information,
Brain-chan?
Brain-chan: Yes, Ceallach, there is! What is your e-mail address?
Caellach1961: kgraham@wt.net
Brain-chan: I got it! I'll gather everything up and get it to you! Sayonara!!
Caelach1961: Sayonara, Brain-chan :)
SuperMoonBrat: Sayonara :)
That was the extent of my first conversation with Brain-chan, and
I was just expecting- if anything- that she would email me the info she had.
Little did I suspect what would happen next!
CHAPTER 1
The next morning was Saturday, so, I decided to sleep-in a
little bit late.. although, for some reason still unfathomable to me-
I didn't (as on Saturdays I rarely do). As I sat at the table waking
up to breakfast, coffee, and the radio, I started planning what I was
going to do for the day:
"Hmmm... check e-mail, watch a few cartoons, wash up, grab
some books, head to the library..."
DING-DONG !!
"Hmmm.. I wonder who that is at this hour?"
DING-DONG !!
"I'm coming! Hold your horses!"
DING-DONG !!
"Commmmiiiinnnng !"
I opened the door- to be met by a redhead that looked about
four-and-a-half feet tall, and dressed in what looked like silk pajamas
under a white lab-coat! Silk slippers seemed to finish the ensemble, and
she carried what looked like a backpack and a small cosmetics case.
"May I help you?" I asked quite innocently.
"Hai." The munchkin bowed and replied. "Are you Mr. ..
kgraham? from wt.net?"
"I am," I answered a bit hesitantly, trying to gauge my visitor,
"and.. you are..?"
"Hai, Graham Kelly-kun!" The pixie bowed once again and extended
her hand. "I am Hakubi Washuu-chan! Also known as Brain-chan, from
okiyama.jp!"
Never being a true morning person (except for between Midnight
and 1 am), it took about ten seconds for the Pixie's introduction to
truly sink in. "Hakubi Washu.. from Okiyama? Isn't that.. in Japan?"
"It takes you a while to wake up, doesn't it?" Washuu-chan (her
favorite form of address, I learned later) smiled.
"Yes.. er," I start to stammer, "si.. er, hai!" Then, I remember
the manners Mom tried her best to teach me so long ago. "Care to come
in, Washuu-chan?"
"Arigatou, Kelly-kun!" Washuu-chan smiled then stepped inside
the house.
My brain then decides to finally kick back into gear after being
stunned by Washu's introduction. My mouth then starts to move at
machine-gun speed. "Weren't my sister and I on the computer talking to
you last night? Weren't you in Japan then? You must have just gotten here!
Are you tired? Can I get you something to drink?"
Washuu started chuckling. "You remind me of a cross between Mihoshi
and Sasami! Kowaii! As for the questions, You were, and I was! No, I am not
tired, but I could use a drink! Do you have coffee or tea?"
To its credit, my brain was now processing what I was hearing when
I was hearing it. I immediately put what Washuu had just said on rewind.
"You're not tired? But flying from Japan in a long trip! Did you sleep on
the plane?"
"Iie!" Washuu-chan answered. "I did not fly. I just popped out here
a half-hour ago! Where's that drink?"
"Oh! Ummm.. Ahhh.. Ummm..", I start sputtering like an outboard-motor,
"Ammm.. Coffee's in the kitchen."
"I can smell it! I'll just follow my nose." With a sniff, Washuu zeroed
in on the kitchen.
"So?" I finally regain my senses. "What information do you have on our
Cumani ancestors?"
"With me?" Washuu replied between sips of Coffee, "Not much, just some
histories of the area of China they hailed from, plus descriptions of their
camp-life and warfare-style. Most of what can help you is back home!"
"'Back home'?" I ask instantaniously. "As in.. home, as in Japan?"
"Hai!" Washuu bowed again with a smile. "Would you care to go back with
me? I'll run some tests to see if what was written of the Cumani's westward
movements is true!"
"Go back? with you?"
"PLEEEEASE" Washuu looked at me with those big, wet puppy-eyes that ought
to be declared lethal weapons! "It will be FUN!!!!"
I felt trapped between a rock and a hard place. And in such a spot, I did
what any sane person would have done:
"Imouto? Hey, AMANDA!! Could you get out here for a second? I seem to have
a problem here!"
"WHAT!!??!" Amanda yelled from the kitchen.
"I said come out here!" I yelled back at my sister.
"Why?!?" She yelled back in a very annoyed tone.
"Damnit! Would you just get your butt out here!??!" Now I was pissed at her manners.
"Fine Mo-ther!!! She said loudly, coming out of the kitchen with bowl of cereal
in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, "What do you want??!?! I'm eating you know!!!"
"I can see that but we have.." I said just before she cut me off.
"Who are you? And what the hell are you doing here this early on a Saturday morning??!"
Amanda said pointing at Washuu.
"AMANDA SERENA GRAHAM!!!!!"
Amanda went on without paying attention to me, "I asked.. who..are..you???"
"Why I'm the great Washuu from Okiyama!!! I'm also known as Brain-chan!!"
Amanda, or Serena as she makes us call her, started to walk away.
"Where are you going Imouto??"
"Bed. This is one bad dream and it's too *Yawn* damn early. Nity nite!"
"Amanda is it?? I have a question for you!" Washuu exclaimed making my very sleepy sister
turn around looking very pissed that she might be taken away from her precious "beauty sleep".
"Yes."
"Can you and your niisan come with me to Japan so I can run some tests on you guys??"
Then my sister said something I never thought she'd say, especially in her sleepyish bad
mood:
"Will there be a plane involved??"
"No."
"Then I'm not interested."
"But why must there be a plane involved??" I asked my sister, a little peeved at her
attitude this morning.
"Duh! So I can go to sleep on the plane!"
Both me and Washuu-chan sweat-dropped. "Oh."
"It'll only take a few minutes to get there and I'll let you take a nap later!"
Washuu-chan said with a huge grin on her face.
"OK! Let's go! Wait! Lemme get dressed first!"
"I swear! Sometimes!"
Serena yells from back of the house, "Hey Niiissaaan!!! I don't know what to wear!!!"
Once again, both me and Washuu-chan sweat-dropped.
Closing my eyes, I start trying to calm myself:
"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six.."
Washuu-chan weatches me a bit strangely. "Kelly-kun? Why are you counting backwards?"
"Five.. Four.. Three.. Two.. One.. AMANDA SERENA GRAHAM! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT ROOM!
NOW!"
"Serena-chan!" I could hear Washuu-chan call into my sister's room, "I think you best
get..."
Washuu needn't have bothered with the warning. My sister may be scatterbrained sometimes,
and anti-social just about all the time, but she knows when I suddenly change moods someone is
in for trouble! And, as is on cue, I hear the pounding of footsteps on a wood floor and see my
Imouto, breathless, leaning on the doorway leading to the kitchen!
I smile. You'd never know this was just a six-room house from the way my sister's panting.
"You ready to go, Imouto-chan?" I ask Serena, who's still in her pajamas.
"Do I look like I'm ready to go?" Serena growled. My little sis had a growl that's as
blood-chilling as mine. It's been said to be as effective as a rattlesnake's buzz! "You never
gave me a chance to put anything on, Hentai! How am I gonna make it though the airport in this?"
"No need for worries!" Washuu-chan smiled. "No one will see you!"
"What?" Amanda Asked. "Do you have some way to make me invisable?"
"Iie." Washuu-chan answered. "We just won't be going by plane!"
"WHAT ???" My sister and I yelled at the same time.
"Here!" Washuu-chan proceded to pull out what looked like a bunch of pick-up sticks from
her lab-coat pocket. The pick-up sticks suddenly unfolded and grew into what looked like a
good-sized doorway! The area within the "door" started to darken until it was blacker than
night.. maybe even blacker than Hell. I was intrigued with this thing of Washuu's- and a little
bit scared!
"Have you got everything with you, Kelly-kun?" Washuu asked with a smile.
"Hmmm..." I started thinking. "Glasses? Check! I.D.? Check! Testicles? Check! Sanity?
What's left of it? Check!"
Washuu-chan started to chuckle. "You sound like an old Professor of mine! But, what I
meant was, do you have the books you were taking to the library with you?"
"Check!" I replied. "I even have a floppy disk with me!"
"Aha!" Washuu smiled. "Semper perpatus! Good for you!" She than motioned for Amanda
Serena and I to walk through her doorway.
"Are you CRAZY!?!" Amanda yelled, backing away from the porthole. "This could be a
freakin' TRAP!!!"
"A.. man.. da...!" I say through gritted teeth.
"Fine! Fine. But I warn you!" She said, pissed-off once more, "If I die, I will
PERSONALLY come back and KILL YOU!!!!!"
Now, hear me offer a word in Amanda's defence right here! My little sister loves me,
as I do her. But- well, sometimes we get on each other's last nerve! And, well, she DOES
worry about me.
"Alright, you two!" Washuu-chan said, interrupting our sibling rivalry, "Are we gonna
go or what?"
"Are you sure I can't change into.."
"Just go!" I said gritting my teeth still. She just stuck her tongue out at me.
"VERY mature, 'Usagi-chan'!" I say to my Imouto in an annoyed tone. "And rather poetic
since we're going to the land of Anime, Sailorgoofball."
"What did you call me, Niisan?" Amanda said in that high-pitched little-girl voice
Seiyuu seem to worship and I can't stand.
"You heard me, Amanda Serena 'Sailorgoofball' Graham!" I snap out, taking off my belt.
"Not that!" Amanda yelled. "BEFORE that!"
"Oh!" I slowly grin up at her as I wrap our wrists together with the belt. "'Usagi'?"
"That's it!" Amanda starts to scream. "You.. are.. DEAD! I'll kill you NOW! At least,
I'll die happy!"
I raise our joined-wrists. "If I go, you go!" I grin.
"I swear!" Washuu-chan said as she sweatdropped, "You two fight as must as Kiyone and
Mihoshi!"
"Kiyone?" I asked. "Mihoshi?"
"Maybe as much as Ayeka and Ryoko!" Washuu continued.
"Ayeka?" Amanda responded. "Ryoko?"
"You will meet them soon enough!" Wasahuu-chan said. "We are home!"
We stepped out of the portal.. and into World War 3 !!!
A Tenchi Muyo- Sailormoon crossover. By Kellybug and Sailor Moonbrat (Partners-in-Crime).
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DISCLAIMER: None of the anime used or mentioned in this story are mine:
Tenchi Muyo is the property of its creator Kajishima Masaki, and its
distributor, Pioneer.
Sailormoon is the property of its creator, Naoko Takeuchi, and its various
distributors.
Card Captor Sakura is the property of its creators at CLAMP.
Pokemon is the property of Nintendo.. at least, the game is. Who lays claim to
the videos, I'm not sure! But, it's not me.
-----------------------------------------------------------------------
PROLOUGE
I guess this started about six months ago. When I got online to help me
further my research into my family-tree. Boy, what a can of worms I opened up!
I was talking in a chatroom with my sister when suddenly... OH ! I forgot to
introduce myself! My name is Kelly Paul Graham ! Anyway, like I started to say..
I was busy in a chatroom when suddenly this other person pops in:
Caellach1961: How've you been doing, Moonchild?
SuperMoonBrat: I'm ok, how are you, Niisan?
Brain-chan has entered the room.
Caellach1961: I'm been doing well, Imouto-chan! I was digging into some files
on our family today! I'm trying to track down some asian ancestors :)
SuperMoonBrat: Asian ? How asian ? And how'd we get them ?
Caellach1961: Turkic nomads from the Yellow River in Northern China. They
finally moved into Hungary and married into the Royal family there.
SuperMoonBrat: KEWL!!! So, not only am I a Princess, but I'm a Oriental one?
Caellach1961: LOL !!!! Yep :) A horse-riding Xena !!! :)
Ceallach1961: Ah, pardon me :) Hello, Brain-chan !!! Didn't mean to ignore you !!!
Brain-chan: Domo Arigatou, Caellach-sama ! Apologies accepted :) So, you are
looking into horsemen of the Kumani, Caellach-sama?
Caellach1961: Yes I am, Brain-chan :) Would you happen to be related to them,
by any chance?
Brain-chan: Yes, I am, in a way !
SuperMoonBrat: Kewl... Hey, Niisan! We found another relative !!!
Caellach1961: We seem to, Imouto :) Is there some way we can share information,
Brain-chan?
Brain-chan: Yes, Ceallach, there is! What is your e-mail address?
Caellach1961: kgraham@wt.net
Brain-chan: I got it! I'll gather everything up and get it to you! Sayonara!!
Caelach1961: Sayonara, Brain-chan :)
SuperMoonBrat: Sayonara :)
That was the extent of my first conversation with Brain-chan, and
I was just expecting- if anything- that she would email me the info she had.
Little did I suspect what would happen next!
CHAPTER 1
The next morning was Saturday, so, I decided to sleep-in a
little bit late.. although, for some reason still unfathomable to me-
I didn't (as on Saturdays I rarely do). As I sat at the table waking
up to breakfast, coffee, and the radio, I started planning what I was
going to do for the day:
"Hmmm... check e-mail, watch a few cartoons, wash up, grab
some books, head to the library..."
DING-DONG !!
"Hmmm.. I wonder who that is at this hour?"
DING-DONG !!
"I'm coming! Hold your horses!"
DING-DONG !!
"Commmmiiiinnnng !"
I opened the door- to be met by a redhead that looked about
four-and-a-half feet tall, and dressed in what looked like silk pajamas
under a white lab-coat! Silk slippers seemed to finish the ensemble, and
she carried what looked like a backpack and a small cosmetics case.
"May I help you?" I asked quite innocently.
"Hai." The munchkin bowed and replied. "Are you Mr. ..
kgraham? from wt.net?"
"I am," I answered a bit hesitantly, trying to gauge my visitor,
"and.. you are..?"
"Hai, Graham Kelly-kun!" The pixie bowed once again and extended
her hand. "I am Hakubi Washuu-chan! Also known as Brain-chan, from
okiyama.jp!"
Never being a true morning person (except for between Midnight
and 1 am), it took about ten seconds for the Pixie's introduction to
truly sink in. "Hakubi Washu.. from Okiyama? Isn't that.. in Japan?"
"It takes you a while to wake up, doesn't it?" Washuu-chan (her
favorite form of address, I learned later) smiled.
"Yes.. er," I start to stammer, "si.. er, hai!" Then, I remember
the manners Mom tried her best to teach me so long ago. "Care to come
in, Washuu-chan?"
"Arigatou, Kelly-kun!" Washuu-chan smiled then stepped inside
the house.
My brain then decides to finally kick back into gear after being
stunned by Washu's introduction. My mouth then starts to move at
machine-gun speed. "Weren't my sister and I on the computer talking to
you last night? Weren't you in Japan then? You must have just gotten here!
Are you tired? Can I get you something to drink?"
Washuu started chuckling. "You remind me of a cross between Mihoshi
and Sasami! Kowaii! As for the questions, You were, and I was! No, I am not
tired, but I could use a drink! Do you have coffee or tea?"
To its credit, my brain was now processing what I was hearing when
I was hearing it. I immediately put what Washuu had just said on rewind.
"You're not tired? But flying from Japan in a long trip! Did you sleep on
the plane?"
"Iie!" Washuu-chan answered. "I did not fly. I just popped out here
a half-hour ago! Where's that drink?"
"Oh! Ummm.. Ahhh.. Ummm..", I start sputtering like an outboard-motor,
"Ammm.. Coffee's in the kitchen."
"I can smell it! I'll just follow my nose." With a sniff, Washuu zeroed
in on the kitchen.
"So?" I finally regain my senses. "What information do you have on our
Cumani ancestors?"
"With me?" Washuu replied between sips of Coffee, "Not much, just some
histories of the area of China they hailed from, plus descriptions of their
camp-life and warfare-style. Most of what can help you is back home!"
"'Back home'?" I ask instantaniously. "As in.. home, as in Japan?"
"Hai!" Washuu bowed again with a smile. "Would you care to go back with
me? I'll run some tests to see if what was written of the Cumani's westward
movements is true!"
"Go back? with you?"
"PLEEEEASE" Washuu looked at me with those big, wet puppy-eyes that ought
to be declared lethal weapons! "It will be FUN!!!!"
I felt trapped between a rock and a hard place. And in such a spot, I did
what any sane person would have done:
"Imouto? Hey, AMANDA!! Could you get out here for a second? I seem to have
a problem here!"
"WHAT!!??!" Amanda yelled from the kitchen.
"I said come out here!" I yelled back at my sister.
"Why?!?" She yelled back in a very annoyed tone.
"Damnit! Would you just get your butt out here!??!" Now I was pissed at her manners.
"Fine Mo-ther!!! She said loudly, coming out of the kitchen with bowl of cereal
in one hand and a cup of tea in the other, "What do you want??!?! I'm eating you know!!!"
"I can see that but we have.." I said just before she cut me off.
"Who are you? And what the hell are you doing here this early on a Saturday morning??!"
Amanda said pointing at Washuu.
"AMANDA SERENA GRAHAM!!!!!"
Amanda went on without paying attention to me, "I asked.. who..are..you???"
"Why I'm the great Washuu from Okiyama!!! I'm also known as Brain-chan!!"
Amanda, or Serena as she makes us call her, started to walk away.
"Where are you going Imouto??"
"Bed. This is one bad dream and it's too *Yawn* damn early. Nity nite!"
"Amanda is it?? I have a question for you!" Washuu exclaimed making my very sleepy sister
turn around looking very pissed that she might be taken away from her precious "beauty sleep".
"Yes."
"Can you and your niisan come with me to Japan so I can run some tests on you guys??"
Then my sister said something I never thought she'd say, especially in her sleepyish bad
mood:
"Will there be a plane involved??"
"No."
"Then I'm not interested."
"But why must there be a plane involved??" I asked my sister, a little peeved at her
attitude this morning.
"Duh! So I can go to sleep on the plane!"
Both me and Washuu-chan sweat-dropped. "Oh."
"It'll only take a few minutes to get there and I'll let you take a nap later!"
Washuu-chan said with a huge grin on her face.
"OK! Let's go! Wait! Lemme get dressed first!"
"I swear! Sometimes!"
Serena yells from back of the house, "Hey Niiissaaan!!! I don't know what to wear!!!"
Once again, both me and Washuu-chan sweat-dropped.
Closing my eyes, I start trying to calm myself:
"Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six.."
Washuu-chan weatches me a bit strangely. "Kelly-kun? Why are you counting backwards?"
"Five.. Four.. Three.. Two.. One.. AMANDA SERENA GRAHAM! GET YOUR ASS OUT OF THAT ROOM!
NOW!"
"Serena-chan!" I could hear Washuu-chan call into my sister's room, "I think you best
get..."
Washuu needn't have bothered with the warning. My sister may be scatterbrained sometimes,
and anti-social just about all the time, but she knows when I suddenly change moods someone is
in for trouble! And, as is on cue, I hear the pounding of footsteps on a wood floor and see my
Imouto, breathless, leaning on the doorway leading to the kitchen!
I smile. You'd never know this was just a six-room house from the way my sister's panting.
"You ready to go, Imouto-chan?" I ask Serena, who's still in her pajamas.
"Do I look like I'm ready to go?" Serena growled. My little sis had a growl that's as
blood-chilling as mine. It's been said to be as effective as a rattlesnake's buzz! "You never
gave me a chance to put anything on, Hentai! How am I gonna make it though the airport in this?"
"No need for worries!" Washuu-chan smiled. "No one will see you!"
"What?" Amanda Asked. "Do you have some way to make me invisable?"
"Iie." Washuu-chan answered. "We just won't be going by plane!"
"WHAT ???" My sister and I yelled at the same time.
"Here!" Washuu-chan proceded to pull out what looked like a bunch of pick-up sticks from
her lab-coat pocket. The pick-up sticks suddenly unfolded and grew into what looked like a
good-sized doorway! The area within the "door" started to darken until it was blacker than
night.. maybe even blacker than Hell. I was intrigued with this thing of Washuu's- and a little
bit scared!
"Have you got everything with you, Kelly-kun?" Washuu asked with a smile.
"Hmmm..." I started thinking. "Glasses? Check! I.D.? Check! Testicles? Check! Sanity?
What's left of it? Check!"
Washuu-chan started to chuckle. "You sound like an old Professor of mine! But, what I
meant was, do you have the books you were taking to the library with you?"
"Check!" I replied. "I even have a floppy disk with me!"
"Aha!" Washuu smiled. "Semper perpatus! Good for you!" She than motioned for Amanda
Serena and I to walk through her doorway.
"Are you CRAZY!?!" Amanda yelled, backing away from the porthole. "This could be a
freakin' TRAP!!!"
"A.. man.. da...!" I say through gritted teeth.
"Fine! Fine. But I warn you!" She said, pissed-off once more, "If I die, I will
PERSONALLY come back and KILL YOU!!!!!"
Now, hear me offer a word in Amanda's defence right here! My little sister loves me,
as I do her. But- well, sometimes we get on each other's last nerve! And, well, she DOES
worry about me.
"Alright, you two!" Washuu-chan said, interrupting our sibling rivalry, "Are we gonna
go or what?"
"Are you sure I can't change into.."
"Just go!" I said gritting my teeth still. She just stuck her tongue out at me.
"VERY mature, 'Usagi-chan'!" I say to my Imouto in an annoyed tone. "And rather poetic
since we're going to the land of Anime, Sailorgoofball."
"What did you call me, Niisan?" Amanda said in that high-pitched little-girl voice
Seiyuu seem to worship and I can't stand.
"You heard me, Amanda Serena 'Sailorgoofball' Graham!" I snap out, taking off my belt.
"Not that!" Amanda yelled. "BEFORE that!"
"Oh!" I slowly grin up at her as I wrap our wrists together with the belt. "'Usagi'?"
"That's it!" Amanda starts to scream. "You.. are.. DEAD! I'll kill you NOW! At least,
I'll die happy!"
I raise our joined-wrists. "If I go, you go!" I grin.
"I swear!" Washuu-chan said as she sweatdropped, "You two fight as must as Kiyone and
Mihoshi!"
"Kiyone?" I asked. "Mihoshi?"
"Maybe as much as Ayeka and Ryoko!" Washuu continued.
"Ayeka?" Amanda responded. "Ryoko?"
"You will meet them soon enough!" Wasahuu-chan said. "We are home!"
We stepped out of the portal.. and into World War 3 !!!