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Summary: Two girls show up from the future, one claiming to be Tenchi's daughter and the other...well Tenchi's still trying to figure that out.
This is a fic written by both me and lil-strange-person.
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The sunlight filtered through the trees leaving bright spots on the ground. A soft breeze blew through the leaves making the light spots dance on the ground. The swish of the girls' skirts added to the movement and put on an amazing light show.
The taller of the two girls turned to face her friend. Her black hair was pulled up in a ponytail with a few wisps of hair hanging down the back of her neck. She had her jacket held over her shoulder and smoothed out her navy blue skirt, which went down to her knees. She had rolled up the sleeves on her white blouse and her foot, clad in a black shoe, stomped the ground in frustration.
"Just ask him out Sakura!"
"Sango, I can't. He reminds me too much of my dad."
Sakura answered. Her light blue hair put in two braids fell down to her hips and swayed gently in the breeze. She too had a uniform, similar to Sango's, but her skirt was much shorter and here jacket was tied tightly around her waist. She continued walking.
"So?" Sango raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"Never mind Sango, you wouldn't understand."
Sakura stopped short as the words left her mouth.
"I'm sorry..."
Sango held up her hand.
"No it's okay. I mean it's not your fault that demon killed my parents. My parents were demon slayers, just like I'll be someday," Sango's hand reached up and fingered the small pendent she was wearing, "I mean if we can hunt demon's than it's only natural that they'd hunt us."
"Sango! Ryoko was no demon. At least she wasn't when dad knew her."
"Yeah, well a demon killed my parents, and Ryoko defiantly killed them, which makes here a demon."
"Yeah...I guess so..." Sakura nodded slowly. Suddenly her face brightened and she turned to Sango. "But look on the bright side! If Ryoko hadn't killed your parents you and I would have never met."
Sango giggled and nodded.
"You're right. If I ever see her remind me to thank her before I kick her ass."
"SANGO!" Sakura giggled and the two girls bumped hips.
Their smiles disappeared as they rounded the corner of their driveway. THE normally beautiful Victorian house was in ruins. The smoke was unfurling its gray fingers in every direction. The attic and second story of the old house had collapsed completely blanketing the first story. The fire had burnt the once green window shutters and glass covered the ground like a layer of ice. Soot from the fire covered the house and the white walls that had survived were unrecognizable. The girls ran towards the ruins, Sakura with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Once they had reached the mass they began to call out in a desperate attempt to find Sakura's father. Sango was the first to find the glowing orb that protected both Sakura's mother and father. Sakura ran to it and concentrated hard on disarming the orb. Soon the glow faded and her father began to regain consciousness. Sakura threw her arms around her father and cried into his shirt.
"Oh, Daddy what happened?"
He placed his arms around her and used a comforting voice.
"Sakura...people...attacked the house just a few moments ago. They were looking for your mother."
"But the Light Hawk saved you right?"
Her father's face grew grim and Sango could immediately sense something was wrong.
"It saved me...yes...but you're mother..." He looked as if he was trying not to cry.
Sakura caught on to what he was hinting at.
"She's not dead is she?"
Her fathers face gave her the answer.
"No!" Sakura began to sob harder. Her father was crying as well. It was all Sango could do to keep herself from crying.
"Daddy," Sakura's voice was barely above a whisper, "why did the kill mom?"
"Because..."
Sango choose that moment to begin to cry and Mr. Masaki held out a hand for her to hold. Instead Sango ran and joined Sakura crying into his chest. This was odd for her because she usually had as little contact with people as possible. But he didn't say a word, he just held the two girls tight and told them the story, both knew so well.
An hour later Sakura found herself standing in front of the time machine Washu, a girl her father had known all his life and their next door neighbor, had built. Her father had explained what happened.
When her mother was a young girl she and fallen and her tree or Juri and saved her. She was merged with Tsunami. Or at least she should have been. Unfortunately the same person who attacked the house earlier had captured her and separated her from Tsunami before the two could be fully merged. Her mother was still the owner of the ship, which also happened to be the most powerful of all ships, which is why she had been attacked. But without her powers of Tsunami she had been helpless and was easy to kill.
But she and Sango were going to change all of that; they were going into the past before the incident happened so they could save her mother and stop her from being permanently separated from Tsunami. She turned to her right to face Sango. She nodded her head once and they both turned to the small animals behind them.
"Come on Rio-oki!" A small brown cabbit jumped onto Sakura's shoulders.
"Come on Kelala." A white cat jumped into Sango's outstretched arms.
"Ready." Mr. Masaki walked into the room.
Sango and Sakura nodded and stepped into the machine. Each girl took a seat and strapped herself in. Mr. Masaki showed the girls a picture of Sakura's mother when she was a girl and a picture of him. Then he pressed the red button and the girls were spinning out of control. Kelala held her claws tightly onto Sango's skirt. The wind began to lift her up and soon she was flying in circles around the sphere, ¾s of what had been Sango's knee length skirt still in her claws. They came to a sudden stop and both girls went flying out of their seats.
"Well, well what do we have hear?" A female voice asked from somewhere around them.
Sakura slowly sat up and began to open her eyes...
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