SR: *dances around* Yes yes yes yes YES!! Finally, my unbelievably evil
Document Manager has started working again!! I cannot begin to apologize; I
am almost 4 months overdue on posting because of said Document Manager.
This said, I don't think I'll be promising on release dates, as fate never
allows me to keep them.. .__.;;
Tasuki and Ryoko: *beginning to remove Sessy's awards from the mantle*
SR: Don't touch those!! x
Tasuki and Ryoko: Yipe. o.o *scuttle away*
SR: Anyway. I still don't own Fushigi Yuugi or Tenchi Muyo!, because if I was, I would actually have my installations of said series out on time. ^_^ Seeing as I am done groveling for your forgiveness, onto my humble ficcie! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 8: Connection of Worlds: Part I
Last night was not a good night. When Ryoko woke up the next morning, she felt like she had been hit by a truck. Her head hurt, every limb ached, and her mouth was coated with a disgusting metallic taste that water wouldn't wash away.
She had tossed and turned all night; her curled position had left her back sore. It didn't feel like she'd had any sleep at all. The demon's head had been plagued with nightmares all night. Most of the contents she had long since forgotten, but Ryoko did know that most of them ended in her killing one of the Suzaku warriors or their miko with her bare hands. She had woken up screaming several times, having only herself for comfort, as no one else seemed to be awake.
Now it seemed she was alone again, waking to find a note from Sasami and the others saying they were out to town with Tenchi. Even the boy's name brought on a wave of hurt. Trying to convince herself to not care, the space pirate decided to go and get some air. Shaking her head to clear her eyes, Ryoko headed towards the gazebo. Unconciously grasping at her necklace, she stared out at the small lake, eyes fogged over as she drifted back to revisit old memories. *****************************************************
Washuu was watching once more, staring at the screen, the picture of Ryoko projected upon its screen. Her brow furrowed, the genius got up and rubbed the back of her head. Letting loose a sigh of apparent unhappiness. Seeing her "daughter" like this was making HER depressed.
Her mind made up, she headed further into her lab to work on something very important. ***************************************************
Ryoko snapped out of her thoughts sometime later, and it wasn't for a very pleasant reason. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the railing for dear life as an incomprehensible pain shot up her body. Spots danced before her eyes, every muscle in her body seemed to be aching. It even hurt to keep her eyes open. The world was spinning, she instantly felt nauseous, and she had to crouch with her head buried in her knees to avoid falling. It was a feeling that she reasoned was similar to what Miaka felt when she was being devoured by Suzaku. But this was different. Very, very so. Gritting her teeth, she vaguely thought.. /It's that feeling./
Indeed, it was. It was that same, sickening, horrible, dark feeling that she had experienced only some twelve hours ago. Clutching her ribs, she gave small pants, as the world around her seemed to be flashing green. Claws continuously grew and contracted, digging into her side with each regrowth. "Stop it.." She thrust a hand forward onto the ground to steady herself, as her headache got worse. Eventually, Ryoko's strength failed her and she slid to ground.
Washuu's eyes widened as she rushed out the sliding door to the motionless demon. "Ryoko!!" The space pirate gave a soft moan in reply. Washuu moved to place a hand on her shoulder, only to quickly withdraw it as a throaty snarl was emitted from Ryoko's bared fangs, slitted green eyes glaring dangerously. Frowning in thought, the genius stood up and backed a good safe distance as Ryoko fought herself. Washuu was struck with an idea, and she rummaged in her pockets before retracting a small metallic cube. The vicous look in the demon's eyes died, claws disappearing back into her hands, fangs replaced by gritted teeth as Ryoko clutched at her still aching temples.
Smirking in triumph, Washuu crouched down to eye level with her.
"Feeling better now, are we?"
"S-shut up..I'm seriously not in the mood...."
Giving a look of mock hurt, Washuu placed hand on her cheek. "Why, I'm appalled! And here I came to help you."
"...What?" ************************************************
Fifteen minutes later found Ryoko in Washuu's lab, beholding yet another machine. It was a large sort of box shape, intricate wires leading to what appeared to be a glass orb, which was about six feet in diameter.
"And this is..?"
The genius smiled proudly and placed her fists on her hips. "A creation that could only be made by the universe's greatest scientific genius!! It's the Multiple Dimension Transportation Device!"
Ryoko nearly raised an eyebrow in question, but her eyes were too wide to do such. "You.....you mean..."
Washuu nodded, pride of her invention replaced with seriousness. "I constructed it about four weeks ago." Not stopping to let the demon reply, she continued. "Its original purpose was to help me further explore different dimensions, but when I found out what happened between you and Tenchi, that cause was quickly abandoned."
Ryoko was struck with realization. "So, you mean to tell me, that you were the one that sent me to The Universe of the Four Gods, then."
The genius cast her eyes downward. "I knew you felt horrible, and when I found out that it was the book that you were taking comfort in, I blindly tried to help. It was only afterwards that I realized that the Universe of the Four Gods was far more complex than I had thought, and you would be caught up in such an ordeal."
Ryoko clenched her fists and hung her head slightly, eyes narrowed grimly.
"I only wanted you to be happy, Ryoko. I..I'm sorry."
"Well, great job, Washuu. You've succeeded in f****ing things up even more. I don't have anything here, and I can't go back there."
"That's what I wanted to tell you. I think I can help with *that* matter."
Rising her head, the demon's eyes once more widened. "How so?"
Washuu suddenly gripped her fist, in thought. Would she help Ryoko go back, possibly to never return? The mother side of her said no, the friend in her said yes. There were people that cared about Ryoko in the Book, there was nothing for her daughter here. Decision made, she snapped out of it and grinned mischievously.
"Why, with another one of my inventions, of course! C'mon!" She trotted off down the hallway, gratified by the sound of Ryoko's hesitant steps behind her.
/Be happy, Ryoko.../
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SR: I hope it was worth your unreasonably long wait! ^_^;; Be prepared! The end is coming!! Of the fic, that is. I'm planning on doing maybe three more chapters. I'd rather not just have this keep going and going and going and going. It'd get even lamer than it is already. ^^
Thank you for your compliment, Shiroi Hikari! It is much appreciated. I'll be sure to review Kiniro Sakura soon. I've read the first three chapters! ^_^
Tasuki and Ryoko: *beginning to remove Sessy's awards from the mantle*
SR: Don't touch those!! x
Tasuki and Ryoko: Yipe. o.o *scuttle away*
SR: Anyway. I still don't own Fushigi Yuugi or Tenchi Muyo!, because if I was, I would actually have my installations of said series out on time. ^_^ Seeing as I am done groveling for your forgiveness, onto my humble ficcie! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chapter 8: Connection of Worlds: Part I
Last night was not a good night. When Ryoko woke up the next morning, she felt like she had been hit by a truck. Her head hurt, every limb ached, and her mouth was coated with a disgusting metallic taste that water wouldn't wash away.
She had tossed and turned all night; her curled position had left her back sore. It didn't feel like she'd had any sleep at all. The demon's head had been plagued with nightmares all night. Most of the contents she had long since forgotten, but Ryoko did know that most of them ended in her killing one of the Suzaku warriors or their miko with her bare hands. She had woken up screaming several times, having only herself for comfort, as no one else seemed to be awake.
Now it seemed she was alone again, waking to find a note from Sasami and the others saying they were out to town with Tenchi. Even the boy's name brought on a wave of hurt. Trying to convince herself to not care, the space pirate decided to go and get some air. Shaking her head to clear her eyes, Ryoko headed towards the gazebo. Unconciously grasping at her necklace, she stared out at the small lake, eyes fogged over as she drifted back to revisit old memories. *****************************************************
Washuu was watching once more, staring at the screen, the picture of Ryoko projected upon its screen. Her brow furrowed, the genius got up and rubbed the back of her head. Letting loose a sigh of apparent unhappiness. Seeing her "daughter" like this was making HER depressed.
Her mind made up, she headed further into her lab to work on something very important. ***************************************************
Ryoko snapped out of her thoughts sometime later, and it wasn't for a very pleasant reason. Her knuckles turned white as she gripped the railing for dear life as an incomprehensible pain shot up her body. Spots danced before her eyes, every muscle in her body seemed to be aching. It even hurt to keep her eyes open. The world was spinning, she instantly felt nauseous, and she had to crouch with her head buried in her knees to avoid falling. It was a feeling that she reasoned was similar to what Miaka felt when she was being devoured by Suzaku. But this was different. Very, very so. Gritting her teeth, she vaguely thought.. /It's that feeling./
Indeed, it was. It was that same, sickening, horrible, dark feeling that she had experienced only some twelve hours ago. Clutching her ribs, she gave small pants, as the world around her seemed to be flashing green. Claws continuously grew and contracted, digging into her side with each regrowth. "Stop it.." She thrust a hand forward onto the ground to steady herself, as her headache got worse. Eventually, Ryoko's strength failed her and she slid to ground.
Washuu's eyes widened as she rushed out the sliding door to the motionless demon. "Ryoko!!" The space pirate gave a soft moan in reply. Washuu moved to place a hand on her shoulder, only to quickly withdraw it as a throaty snarl was emitted from Ryoko's bared fangs, slitted green eyes glaring dangerously. Frowning in thought, the genius stood up and backed a good safe distance as Ryoko fought herself. Washuu was struck with an idea, and she rummaged in her pockets before retracting a small metallic cube. The vicous look in the demon's eyes died, claws disappearing back into her hands, fangs replaced by gritted teeth as Ryoko clutched at her still aching temples.
Smirking in triumph, Washuu crouched down to eye level with her.
"Feeling better now, are we?"
"S-shut up..I'm seriously not in the mood...."
Giving a look of mock hurt, Washuu placed hand on her cheek. "Why, I'm appalled! And here I came to help you."
"...What?" ************************************************
Fifteen minutes later found Ryoko in Washuu's lab, beholding yet another machine. It was a large sort of box shape, intricate wires leading to what appeared to be a glass orb, which was about six feet in diameter.
"And this is..?"
The genius smiled proudly and placed her fists on her hips. "A creation that could only be made by the universe's greatest scientific genius!! It's the Multiple Dimension Transportation Device!"
Ryoko nearly raised an eyebrow in question, but her eyes were too wide to do such. "You.....you mean..."
Washuu nodded, pride of her invention replaced with seriousness. "I constructed it about four weeks ago." Not stopping to let the demon reply, she continued. "Its original purpose was to help me further explore different dimensions, but when I found out what happened between you and Tenchi, that cause was quickly abandoned."
Ryoko was struck with realization. "So, you mean to tell me, that you were the one that sent me to The Universe of the Four Gods, then."
The genius cast her eyes downward. "I knew you felt horrible, and when I found out that it was the book that you were taking comfort in, I blindly tried to help. It was only afterwards that I realized that the Universe of the Four Gods was far more complex than I had thought, and you would be caught up in such an ordeal."
Ryoko clenched her fists and hung her head slightly, eyes narrowed grimly.
"I only wanted you to be happy, Ryoko. I..I'm sorry."
"Well, great job, Washuu. You've succeeded in f****ing things up even more. I don't have anything here, and I can't go back there."
"That's what I wanted to tell you. I think I can help with *that* matter."
Rising her head, the demon's eyes once more widened. "How so?"
Washuu suddenly gripped her fist, in thought. Would she help Ryoko go back, possibly to never return? The mother side of her said no, the friend in her said yes. There were people that cared about Ryoko in the Book, there was nothing for her daughter here. Decision made, she snapped out of it and grinned mischievously.
"Why, with another one of my inventions, of course! C'mon!" She trotted off down the hallway, gratified by the sound of Ryoko's hesitant steps behind her.
/Be happy, Ryoko.../
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SR: I hope it was worth your unreasonably long wait! ^_^;; Be prepared! The end is coming!! Of the fic, that is. I'm planning on doing maybe three more chapters. I'd rather not just have this keep going and going and going and going. It'd get even lamer than it is already. ^^
Thank you for your compliment, Shiroi Hikari! It is much appreciated. I'll be sure to review Kiniro Sakura soon. I've read the first three chapters! ^_^