Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or ideas from Tenchi Muyo, Tenchi Universe, and or Tenchi in Tokyo and so on. They are copyrighted by AIC & Pioneer. I am only writing this for entertainment and the Ryoko and Hotsuma Legion. NOT for cash so please, please, pleeeeeeeeease don't sue me. I don't have much of value but my cute wittle puppy. A few graphic novels, and some Ryoko pics. If this story seems similar to your own or someone you know or you don't like it for some reason, don't tell me cause I just don't give a damn anymore.

What Only You Can Give

How much time had passed since Ryoko left Earth? She wasn't sure herself, and in truth she really didn't care to notice. Maybe a month or so passed since they had left that nameless frozen planet; time passed by so quickly when one's not alone.

Hotsuma dodged as Ryoko made a move of attack. She jumped towards him only to be stopped by his extended arm. "Hey gimme!" Ryoko commanded as she fought to crawl pass Hotsuma's outstretched arm to the last remaining slice of stuff crust pizza she had brought along with her.

Hotsuma tucked his legs beneath him on Ryo-ohki's floor. "Sorry my dear but this one is mine!" Hotsuma teased as he bit into the slice of pizza all the while keeping Ryoko away.

Ryoko's golden eyes tripled in size and began to fill with tears as Hotsuma pulled away the hot slice leaving behind a string of cheese bridging the cheese from his mouth to the pizza itself.

Ryoko pounced on him clawing at the hot slice of bread, three cheeses, and four meats. "Aw c'mon you already ate your fair share of the pie!" She whined as she attempted another lunge for the craved food.

Hotsuma laughed turning onto his side so that Ryoko had to struggle against half his back to achieve her goal. "You forget, my dear that I am a pirate and I take whatever it is that I want." He taunted taking another bite.

Ryoko pouted for a brief moment before a sinister smile worthy of a space pirate spread across her face. "And you forget that we space pirates don't fight fair either." Ryoko said before she scratched her fingers over Hotsuma's stretched side.

Hotsuma's body jerked from the touch. His eyes widened from behind his thin frames as he looked onto Ryoko who smiled onto him with a mischievous glint in her cat-like eyes. "You had better not dare." He said.

A fang pressed against Ryoko's bottom lip, "Tickle tickle!" She announced jumping onto Hotsuma running her nimble fingers vigorously over Hotsuma's sides.

All of Ryo-ohki's levels were filled with Hotsuma's deep laughter and Ryoko's sinister chuckles. Hotsuma rolled onto his side giving Ryoko the opportunity to straddle his waist.

"Ah ha!" Ryoko cried out snatching the remaining pizza from Hotsuma's fingers. "Mine!" She pronounced taking a bite and holding out her index and middle finger in a V for victory sign. Atop Hotsuma's strong belly Ryoko sat eating her spoils. 'It was never like this on Earth.' Ryoko thought as she chewed thoughtlessly on a pepperoni. It seemed to Ryoko that she had forgotten about the past between them. She had let go of the fact that he had been ordered to dispose of her, mainly because she could relate herself. Though the thought still lingered from time to time in her mind it only served as a reminder to never let her guard down so easily again.

Ryoko bit down excepting her teeth to sink into the soft cheesy stuffed crust, but instead her teeth snapped down on nothing.

"Hey!" Ryoko cried out as Hotsuma quickly devoured the crust.

Hotsuma licked his lips laughing. "Sorry but you shouldn't be daydreaming like that."

Ryoko balled her fist ready to fight. "You're going to pay for that." She said.

"How am I to pay," Hotsuma quickly grabbed hold of Ryoko's waist and rolled the both of them over until he was on top. "When you're on the bottom?" He asked.

Ryoko growled in her throat. "Do you think you stand a chance against the dreaded pirate Ryoko?" She asked flipping him above her head. She sat down on his back. "Ha ha! Victory!" She shouted.

"Don't get too comfortable." Hotsuma said deepening his voice then turned under Ryoko and pulled her down again. For the next few moments Ryoko and Hotsuma wrestled each other on the floor fighting for supremacy on top.

Finally Ryoko found her place on top again and sat high on Hotsuma's chest with her hands holding down his shoulders and her knees holding down his hand. Zero and Ryo-ohki sent mental cheers to Ryoko's mind applauding her for her conquest. "Thank you! Thank you!" Ryoko mocked bowed to the invisible audience.

Hotsuma made an attempt to move again but Ryoko held him down strongly. Ryoko shook her finger from side to side before Hotsuma's nose. "Tsk tsk tsk." She said lowering her head down towards his.

Hotsuma smiled. "This is a pretty picture." He said.

It was then that Ryoko took in their position, she atop of him with her face mere inches away from his. Her white dress hitched up almost to her waist revealing a great deal of her strong long legs and thighs under their red leggings. Both of them had their hair tousled from the little floor grapple and their chests were heaving as they tried to catch their breath.

"Well well well." Said a nasally voice. "Here I was worrying myself sick about you and you're having the time of your life with pretty boy here."

Both Ryoko and Hotsuma looked before them at the child-like face on Ryo-ohki's screen.

"Washu!" Ryoko growled but then smiled. "You remember Hotsuma don't you?" Ryoko asked motioning her hand towards the pirated trapped between her thighs.

Washu peered down on him. "Oh yes I remember him, he's the guy that supposedly saved you from Yugi when she attacked the house. Isn't he also the fellow that took you out into space and tried to kill you?" She asked raising a magenta eyebrow.

"Yep!" Ryoko said digging her knuckles into Hotsuma's scalp. "One and the same Hotsuma."

"Hey do you mind getting off?" He asked moving his head away from Ryoko's grasp.

"I do you're kinda comfy." Ryoko said looking down on him.

"Well you should know that you aren't light as a feather." Hotsuma said.

Ryoko's head snapped downwards towards Hotsuma. "What did you say?" She growled she grabbed him by his long ponytail baring her teeth. Hotsuma chuckled in his throat has he apologized. Ryoko gave his hair another hard pull. "Never joke about a woman's weight!"

"I'll keep that in mind." Hotsuma said making a mental note of it.

"You'd better." Ryoko threatened as she moved from her seat atop Hotsuma's chest.

Hotsuma sat up and took a long look at the party on the other line of their communication. He looked back at Ryoko to come up with a conclusion that they were related in some sort of way that revealed close bloodlines. Their eyes were almost the same if it weren't for the color, the same went for their hair only the girl's was longer, and they had the same nose.

"Ryoko you didn't tell me you had a daughter." Hotsuma said.

Ryoko fell forwards until her face connected with floor. She jumped onto her feet grabbing Hotsuma by the collar. "She's not my daughter!" She hissed giving him a firm shake.

"It's the other way around." Washu added.

Ryoko released Hotsuma when she felt she had given him a proper whiplash. "So what makes you call all the way out here?" Ryoko asked directing her attention to Washu.

Washu crossed her arms behind her head. "Well I agreed to help you with your farewell note as long as you stayed in touch with me. It has been almost two months and you haven't called." Washu removed a handkerchief from a small sub-dimensional space pocket and dabbed the corners of her eyes. "You had your poor mother worried sick."

Ryoko, seated in her hovering chair, sighed deeply leaning her head back. "And the real reason you called mom?" She asked waving her hand above her head.

Washu discarded the handkerchief then leaned forward on a balled fist. "There's a tiny bet here in circulation on how long you will stay out of trouble this time around."

Ryoko, with her head still leaning backwards on the chair frame, frowned. "Don't they have any confidence in me?" She asked. "I should go back to pirating just to piss them off."

Hotsuma interjected. "Miss Washu-" He began but stopped with the malevolent glare Washu was giving him. Ryoko looked towards Hotsuma and mouthed something to him. "My apologies Little Washu. I will see to it that your precious daughter does not get into any serious trouble."

The magenta mane scientist was readying to answer when the lab door opened in the background and the crab bell rang announcing the presents of the blonde haired detective.

"Oh little Washu Sasami says-" Mihoshi stopped short as she looked into the screen. "Oh wow! Hey Ryoko!" She shouted waving.

Ryoko sat up straight in her chair at the sound of the bell with her eyes wide. "Mihoshi you ditz." She moaned anticipating the oncoming events.

At the mention of Ryoko's name almost everyone of the Masaki home poured into the lab. "Ryoko, where?" Sasami asked running to the screen with her cooking apron still tied around her waist.

"Hey kiddo!" Ryoko waved happy to see the blue haired princess. "How's everyone enjoying the serene life without yours truly around to wreak havoc?" She asked.

Sasami smiled fondly at her friend. "Ryoko when are you coming home? It's too quiet around here." She admitted her sight shifting towards Hotsuma.

Mihoshi had seen the same thing. "Oh I see you have company with you."

Ayeka's face appeared on the screen. "Miss Ryoko what are you doing with HIM?" She asked in a high shriek.

Ryoko sneered. "Screaming like that will make your face wrinkle, old maid!"

Ayeka's face turned a peculiar shade of purple. "Old maid? I'll have you know that-"

Mihoshi's face popped up again. "Don't I know you?" She asked Hotsuma.

Kiyone grinded her fist into Mihoshi's head. "Don't you remember he was Ryoko's partner when she went off pirating again?" She asked.

"Oh! Um Ryoko went pirating?" She asked.

Kiyone slapped her hand to her forehead. "I need to lie down." She murmured walking away with Mihoshi following behind like a loyal puppy.

Ryoko was chuckling at the two's condition when Tenchi's concerned face appeared. "Ryoko what are you doing going off into space with him?" He asked.

Ryoko looked to the side at Hotsuma. "Why not? He's the only one besides Sasami who wanted to do anything with a lowly demon." Ryoko said coldly.

Tenchi ignored the knife in the heart Ryoko had just delivered. "Don't you remember the House of Eternal Pledge? When he attacked me?" Tenchi asked.

Ryoko was sort of grateful she never spoke to Tenchi of how Hotsuma tried to kill her. Not that Tenchi ever had the time or wanted to talk much about it. But whenever the others asked about how their partnership ended Ryoko merely berated the sound of his name and told the others what happened wasn't any of their concern.

Ryoko felt an anger rise within her, this was the first time she ever felt so angry with Tenchi. "You know Tenchi, you can say all you want about how selfish I tend to be but it's in no comparison to how truly selfish you are. Well I have to be self-centered or whatever because none of you really thought much of me with the exception of Sasami and Washu." Ryoko quickly corrected her statement before she offended her mother and friend.

"Ryoko don't you think you're exaggerating a bit?" Tenchi asked.

"No! Because you thought I could withstand it you treated me differently then all the others, when I tried to be with you you always pushed me away. When I tried to be nice you always thought I was up to something. Tell me Tenchi how many times have you gone out and got special things for everyone equally? How many times have you ever gotten me a gift for any simple reason besides a holiday? How many times have you yelled at me without giving me so much as a word in on my defense? How many times have Ayeka and I fought and you asked me if I were alright afterwards?" Ryoko stopped with her chest heaving and everyone staring aghast. "You see Tenchi. You treat the others as if they were glass dolls and you treat me...like some unfeeling monster."

Hotsuma watched as Ryoko's body trembled, it was barely visible in the dark ship but he had the advantage of seeing in the dark. He placed his hand on her shoulder giving it a small squeeze.

Ryoko's head turned towards him and smiled at the gesture.

Tenchi frowned at this. "Ryoko what are you doing with him?" He asked again.

Ryoko looked back at Tenchi. "All the things you never wanted to do with me." She hissed.

Hotsuma's urge to harm Tenchi for his treatment of Ryoko returned with vengeance. The plan formed quickly in his mind until he came up with one simple solution. He took hold of Ryoko's chin and looked deeply into her fragile eyes. "And she means everything." He said before he pressed his lips gently to hers.

Ryoko's eyes widened with surprise despite herself. 'He's not such a bad kisser is he?' Zero asked lightly in Ryoko's mind.

Ryoko closed her eyes and sighed deeply into the kiss. 'Not at all. Don't you dare tell him that!' Ryoko warned to both Zero and Ryo-ohki.

Hotsuma pulled away, his breath abandoning him in the simple kiss. He could see the same went for Ryoko.

"Um Ryoko." Washu called. The two turned to see that everyone except for Washu and Sasami had frozen before the screen. "I don't have enough smelling salts for all of them!" She said.

Ryoko smiled holding up a finger. "Look on the good side you now have six lab rats to experiment on!"

Washu smiled but the statement had knocked everyone out of their trance. "Every man for himself!" Noboyuki shouted making a run for the door followed by the others who fled from the mad scientist with a large syringe in hand.

"Call again soon, bye Ryoko!" Sasami called moments before the screen went blank.

"Hahahahah!" Ryoko burst into laughter as she fell backwards. "Did you see the look on their faces?" Ryoko breathed with tears rolling down her cheeks. "Ha! It was priceless, I wish I had a camera!"

Hotsuma sat down next to the overjoyed Ryoko. "I'm glad I was able to make you laugh Ryoko." He said with sincerity.

Ryoko sat up wiping the tears from her eyes. "Yeah right you wanted to get back at them just the same."

Hotsuma smiled. "Perhaps."

Ryoko looked side ways at Hotsuma. She relished at how handsome he looked. There was one thing about Hotsuma that Ryoko found a little unnerving, he had a fascination with bloodshed. It frightened her, and yet it attracted her. Like how some girls are attracted to the rebellious boy because they had that sense of defiance about them. His sense of desire for destruction and bloodshed made her remember some of the joy she had in her days as the destructive space pirate Ryoko. A small part of her that she didn't mind so much but she still feared it. If there's one thing she learned about life is that people are easy to kill. Kagato taught her that lesson. Life is so delicate, so fragile. Emotions are fragile. She was fragile.

"Hotsuma." Ryoko said standing.

"Yes Ryoko?" He asked watching as Ryoko removed her black and orange jacket.

"I want you to do something with me that Tenchi never did." She said.

Hotsuma looked curiously at Ryoko. What could she possibly want from him? "Dance with me Hotsuma." Ryoko said holding out her hand.

Hotsuma stood taking Ryoko's hand. He pulled her close to her snaking his arms around her waist as her arms snaked around his neck resting delicately on his shoulders. From nowhere a slow hunting tune filled Ryo-ohki's dome and by began to dance floating around in circles.

"Why?" Hotsuma asked not completely sure of his question.

He could feel Ryoko's face stretch into a warm smile as she brought her lips close to his ear. "Because it's something only you can give me right now." She whispered.

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End o' part 4

I've been wondering if I should end it here. Review and tell me beloved readers and nagging critics.