A/N Tenchi Muyo! is owned by AIC and Pioneer and not by me. (ending dry and dull disclaimer)
The ideas in this story are mine though and if you'd like to use or borrow them, contact me first at ring_princess@hotmail.com or ring_princess2001@yahoo.com
The Connection
Scene Two
By RingPrincess
Tenchi Masaki was a young man who could be considered very lucky or exceedingly cursed. Very lucky because using his chest for a pillow was a beautiful gorgeous cyan haired woman wearing one of his cotton t-shirts and she loved him absolutely for no reason that Tenchi himself could fathom. He was exceedingly cursed since he could 'hear' every thought going through her head. He also knew when she woke up those thoughts between their minds weren't going to go away.
One couldn't ignore them either, it was like ignoring someone singing off key, the noise of a construction site, nails on a blackboard and the segment of a song going through your head over and over and over.
"Ryoko, wake up." He shook her shoulder as she moaned, eyelids fluttering.
When they opened he felt pinned by their amber intensity narrowing in on him. Ryoko flared her nostrils, "Don't do that," she snapped, floating upwards through the sheet covering them and after a short teleport she was standing on the other side of the room.
Tenchi sighed, 'What have I done now?' he thought to himself with a bit of asperity as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.
Ryoko's head snapped around. "You ordered me awake!"
"What?" His jaw dropped. "I shook you, that's all."
She teleported over next to him and leaning down she tapped his forehead "And ordered me to wake up." She tapped her own forehead, "In here."
"Well, if you weren't chattering…"
"I don't talk in my sleep."
"That isn't what I mean and you know it." Tenchi stood up and crossed his arms, their noses almost touching.
"I don't know what you mean." She glared at him, phasing into her blue and gold dress the exact moment he reached out to touch her.
"I could hear you all night."
"So what?" She walked, 'amazingly,' Tenchi thought for a moment, to the door.
"Ryoko!"
"I don't get why this is such a big deal. All I know is YOU woke me up, on purpose." She glared at him once more before sliding the door open and stalking downstairs.
Tenchi sighed and sat back down onto the futon and began to play with the drawstring of his navy sweat pants.
::How dare he do that!:: He could still hear Ryoko, her thoughts simmering fast enough he couldn't get one in edge wise. ::I don't take orders from anyone and especially not from him. Damn where did..:: And it kept going on in that vein.
Tenchi rubbed his temples.
::Lil' Ryoko,:: Washu's nasal/ sultry mind voice punctured his brain. Tenchi groaned and stared around his bedroom, searching for any distraction from the conversation now going on between mother and daughter in his head.
The lighter colored walls of his bedroom seemed too overly bright with the rays of sun mocking him with their cheeriness from the window. He could see from his position a nearby mountain and hear with his ears, not his head the waves off the lake lapping on shore and against the dock. How could nature be so peaceful when he was so distraught? It wasn't fair.
::And Ryoko,:: Washu continued. ::Calm yourself, he didn't mean to wake you like that.::
::Mom, you stay out of this.::
::My, my she is cranky this morning.:: Washu said in an aside to Tenchi, he got the feeling that the thought was directed towards him only intuitively. ::Perhaps she didn't get enough loving last night,:: Washu's voice was speculative.
Tenchi turned red as Washu conjured up 'appropriate' images to go with the text of her message. The back of his nose felt clogged and he knew he was going to have a nose bleed.
::What's this? You mean she didn't get any, Tenchi?:: Washu began to laugh and Tenchi slumped, putting his head between his hands.
::Washu, please go away.::
::Ah, but Tenchi. The memories were about to get good and poof. That's it.::
::Stop snooping into my head.:: Tenchi 'shouted.' ::It isn't polite.::
::You're no fun,:: Washu pouted and sniffed like a spoiled child who hadn't gotten their way. ::And call me MOM!:: she reprimanded.
Tenchi felt her presence leave his head, a door figuratively slamming between their minds and for a few moments his brain was blissfully silent…
…only for a few moments.
--
END CHAPTER!
Questions and comments should be sent to one of the emails below! Check out my websites... and tell me what you think please.
RingPrincess
ring_princess@hotmail.com
ring_princess2001@yahoo.com
http://www.angelfire.com/ny5/ringprincess/index.html
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/tenchimuyofanfiction/
http://www.thetenchireviewer.net
The ideas in this story are mine though and if you'd like to use or borrow them, contact me first at ring_princess@hotmail.com or ring_princess2001@yahoo.com
The Connection
Scene Two
By RingPrincess
Tenchi Masaki was a young man who could be considered very lucky or exceedingly cursed. Very lucky because using his chest for a pillow was a beautiful gorgeous cyan haired woman wearing one of his cotton t-shirts and she loved him absolutely for no reason that Tenchi himself could fathom. He was exceedingly cursed since he could 'hear' every thought going through her head. He also knew when she woke up those thoughts between their minds weren't going to go away.
One couldn't ignore them either, it was like ignoring someone singing off key, the noise of a construction site, nails on a blackboard and the segment of a song going through your head over and over and over.
"Ryoko, wake up." He shook her shoulder as she moaned, eyelids fluttering.
When they opened he felt pinned by their amber intensity narrowing in on him. Ryoko flared her nostrils, "Don't do that," she snapped, floating upwards through the sheet covering them and after a short teleport she was standing on the other side of the room.
Tenchi sighed, 'What have I done now?' he thought to himself with a bit of asperity as he swung his legs over the side of the bed.
Ryoko's head snapped around. "You ordered me awake!"
"What?" His jaw dropped. "I shook you, that's all."
She teleported over next to him and leaning down she tapped his forehead "And ordered me to wake up." She tapped her own forehead, "In here."
"Well, if you weren't chattering…"
"I don't talk in my sleep."
"That isn't what I mean and you know it." Tenchi stood up and crossed his arms, their noses almost touching.
"I don't know what you mean." She glared at him, phasing into her blue and gold dress the exact moment he reached out to touch her.
"I could hear you all night."
"So what?" She walked, 'amazingly,' Tenchi thought for a moment, to the door.
"Ryoko!"
"I don't get why this is such a big deal. All I know is YOU woke me up, on purpose." She glared at him once more before sliding the door open and stalking downstairs.
Tenchi sighed and sat back down onto the futon and began to play with the drawstring of his navy sweat pants.
::How dare he do that!:: He could still hear Ryoko, her thoughts simmering fast enough he couldn't get one in edge wise. ::I don't take orders from anyone and especially not from him. Damn where did..:: And it kept going on in that vein.
Tenchi rubbed his temples.
::Lil' Ryoko,:: Washu's nasal/ sultry mind voice punctured his brain. Tenchi groaned and stared around his bedroom, searching for any distraction from the conversation now going on between mother and daughter in his head.
The lighter colored walls of his bedroom seemed too overly bright with the rays of sun mocking him with their cheeriness from the window. He could see from his position a nearby mountain and hear with his ears, not his head the waves off the lake lapping on shore and against the dock. How could nature be so peaceful when he was so distraught? It wasn't fair.
::And Ryoko,:: Washu continued. ::Calm yourself, he didn't mean to wake you like that.::
::Mom, you stay out of this.::
::My, my she is cranky this morning.:: Washu said in an aside to Tenchi, he got the feeling that the thought was directed towards him only intuitively. ::Perhaps she didn't get enough loving last night,:: Washu's voice was speculative.
Tenchi turned red as Washu conjured up 'appropriate' images to go with the text of her message. The back of his nose felt clogged and he knew he was going to have a nose bleed.
::What's this? You mean she didn't get any, Tenchi?:: Washu began to laugh and Tenchi slumped, putting his head between his hands.
::Washu, please go away.::
::Ah, but Tenchi. The memories were about to get good and poof. That's it.::
::Stop snooping into my head.:: Tenchi 'shouted.' ::It isn't polite.::
::You're no fun,:: Washu pouted and sniffed like a spoiled child who hadn't gotten their way. ::And call me MOM!:: she reprimanded.
Tenchi felt her presence leave his head, a door figuratively slamming between their minds and for a few moments his brain was blissfully silent…
…only for a few moments.
--
END CHAPTER!
Questions and comments should be sent to one of the emails below! Check out my websites... and tell me what you think please.
RingPrincess
ring_princess@hotmail.com
ring_princess2001@yahoo.com
http://www.angelfire.com/ny5/ringprincess/index.html
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/tenchimuyofanfiction/
http://www.thetenchireviewer.net