Messing with Washuu's Inventions Has Advantages
Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this?
Anime Characters: YES!!!!!
Tsumi: Fine! I don't own Tenchi Muyo! or Fushigi Yuugi. There, you got what you want, and if you want my heart, you can find it at the bottom of your shoes. *goes to corner and cries*
Kurama: *takes pity on Tsumi* I'm sorry we had to make you say that, Tsumi-san . . . *hugs Tsumi*
Tsumi: *looks at audience* Whaaaaaat? He's my favorite bishounen!
Summary: Think back to episodes 11-13 : Time and Space Adventures Parts 1-3. What would have happened if things went slightly . . . different?
Tsumi: Hello, back again with another chappie! I have to thank both of my very first reviewers: SessyRyo and Goddess Bijou! Thank you, thank you, thank you! This is out because of you two!
Okay, one last thing: My other favorite character from Tenchi Muyo! will be making her appearance in this chapter. Wanna know who it is? Then read!
Chapter Two: The Suzaka what? and Washuu's Favorite Line!
"Who's she?" Miaka repeated the question, seeing that Tasuki seemed to be in a minor state of shock.
"Maybe I should be asking you." Ryoko said, hands on her hips.
Tasuki snapped out of his mini-shock and felt as if his jaw hit the ground. /Who does she think she is?! Talkin' to the Suzaku no Miko like that!/
Miaka just blinked, stunned that someone in Konan didn't know who she was. "I'm Yuuki Miaka, the Suzaku no Miko." she said, walking over to join the two.
"The Suzaka what?" Ryoko replied, blinking innocently.
Tasuki fell to the ground, a large sweatdrop running down his scull. Jumping back up, he faced Ryoko, frowning in such a way that both of his fangs were pointing out of the corners of his mouth. "What's wrong with you?! Don't you know who the Suzaku no Miko is?!"
Ryoko growled. "Listen you little weasel, how the hell am I supposed to know who the hell this Miko person is when I don't even know where the hell I am!"
"Ne, you . . . aren't from around here?" Miaka pipped up.
/Finally! Someone who get it!/ Ryoko thought in relief. /Maybe she's not as dumb as I thought she was . . ./ She shook her head.
Miaka clapped her hands together. "Maybe you're from my world!" She exclaimed.
Ryoko blinked. "Your world?" She asked.
Miaka nodded. "Hai. There are two worlds; this world and our world." She was now face to face with Ryoko and she stuck out her hand. "As I said, I'm Yuuki Miaka."
Ryoko looked down at the outstretched hand. "I'm Ryoko. At least you have manners, unlike this fire-haired idiot over there." She glanced briefly at Tasuki, who was about two seconds from whipping out his Tessen and frying her into oblivion. She smirked briefly before turning her attention to Miaka, who was tugging on her arm.
"So, you found the 'Shi Jin Tenchi Sho' too?" She whispered in Ryoko's ear.
"The what?" Ryoko asked.
"The book that transported you here." She explained in a little more detail.
"Er . . . I didn't use that book to get here." Ryoko said quietly.
"What?" Miaka blinked. "Then how did you get here?" She asked.
"Me and the other girls were messing around with Washuu's Dimensional Time and Space Machine, then there was some bright light, then I landed on Tasuki over there." Ryoko briefly said, looking incredibly thoughtful as she recalled the events that occurred earlier. She growled. "I really have to give it to Washuu when I see her again . . ." She vowed, clenching her fists.
"Who's Washuu?" Miaka asked.
Ryoko was shocked. "You haven't heard of the self-proclaimed 'Greatest scientific genius in the universe'?" Miaka shook her head. Ryoko looked thoughtful before shrugging her shoulders, dismissing whatever thought she had. "Oh well. I guess it really isn't important. What's important is me getting back home . . ."
Miaka frowned in thought. "I know!" She yelled, making both Tasuki and Ryoko jump. "I can wish you back!"
"You can wish me back." Ryoko repeated slowly.
Miaka nodded. "As the Suzaku no Miko, after I gather the Suzaku Shichiseishi and I summon Suzaku, I get three wishes. I could use one to wish you back to your world."
"Really?" Miaka nodded again. "Okay! How many Shichiseishi do you need?"
Miaka smiled. "Just one more!"
"Then let's get going!" Ryoko said.
"Hai!" Miaka marched off back to where the other seishi were with her head held high.
Tasuki blinked. "That was really odd . . ."
Ryoko looked at him from the corner of her eye. "I'm going to let that one slide, Tasuki, as long as you do something for me."
Tasuki gave a cocky grin. "And what would that be, woman?"
"I'll let it slide as long as you call me Little Ryoko!" Tasuki hit the floor again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Short Interlude
Washuu: Ryoko! How dare you take my line!
Ryoko: I always wanted to try it!
Tsumi: *sweatdrops* Ne, Ryoko-san, Washuu-san, don't fight over such a small thing . . . *shutters seeing the glares Ryoko and Washuu give to each other* Kowai . . .
Kiyone: Maybe you should finish up the story, Tsumi-san.
Tsumi: Good idea . . . *shakes and continues typing*
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Kiyone groaned as she came back into the waking world. /Where in the world?/ She thought, sitting up from her undignified position on her stomach. Looking around the room, she saw really nothing but water . . . and one big ass statue of a dragon. Gasping, she jumped up, backing away from the gold statue. /What is this? I know I asked to be as far away from Mihoshi as humanly possible, but this is going just a little too far . . ./
She suddenly backed up into something-or someone- else. Turning around, she came face to face with a blond-haired man with ice cold blue eyes, who glared down at her; a decidedly *not* too pleasant expression.
"Who are you?" He asked coldly. Kiyone felt herself pale as the bottom of her stomach disappeared; it took everything she had to keep from screaming hysterically. The man's eyes narrowed and he held out his palm. Kiyone's eyes widened and she screamed as she was hit with a massive chi blast. As Kiyone passed out, Nagako smirked.
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And that's what you get when I write around one in the morning. Sorry if it sucked, that's what sugar does to me (I just finished a thing of Yan Yan, vanilla flavor. ^_^) So, um, read and review and if you want, flame me, just remember that I'm the type of person to severely mock bad flames (yet if you tell me my fic sucks *nicely* . . . then I won't tease it too badly)
Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this?
Anime Characters: YES!!!!!
Tsumi: Fine! I don't own Tenchi Muyo! or Fushigi Yuugi. There, you got what you want, and if you want my heart, you can find it at the bottom of your shoes. *goes to corner and cries*
Kurama: *takes pity on Tsumi* I'm sorry we had to make you say that, Tsumi-san . . . *hugs Tsumi*
Tsumi: *looks at audience* Whaaaaaat? He's my favorite bishounen!
Summary: Think back to episodes 11-13 : Time and Space Adventures Parts 1-3. What would have happened if things went slightly . . . different?
Tsumi: Hello, back again with another chappie! I have to thank both of my very first reviewers: SessyRyo and Goddess Bijou! Thank you, thank you, thank you! This is out because of you two!
Okay, one last thing: My other favorite character from Tenchi Muyo! will be making her appearance in this chapter. Wanna know who it is? Then read!
Chapter Two: The Suzaka what? and Washuu's Favorite Line!
"Who's she?" Miaka repeated the question, seeing that Tasuki seemed to be in a minor state of shock.
"Maybe I should be asking you." Ryoko said, hands on her hips.
Tasuki snapped out of his mini-shock and felt as if his jaw hit the ground. /Who does she think she is?! Talkin' to the Suzaku no Miko like that!/
Miaka just blinked, stunned that someone in Konan didn't know who she was. "I'm Yuuki Miaka, the Suzaku no Miko." she said, walking over to join the two.
"The Suzaka what?" Ryoko replied, blinking innocently.
Tasuki fell to the ground, a large sweatdrop running down his scull. Jumping back up, he faced Ryoko, frowning in such a way that both of his fangs were pointing out of the corners of his mouth. "What's wrong with you?! Don't you know who the Suzaku no Miko is?!"
Ryoko growled. "Listen you little weasel, how the hell am I supposed to know who the hell this Miko person is when I don't even know where the hell I am!"
"Ne, you . . . aren't from around here?" Miaka pipped up.
/Finally! Someone who get it!/ Ryoko thought in relief. /Maybe she's not as dumb as I thought she was . . ./ She shook her head.
Miaka clapped her hands together. "Maybe you're from my world!" She exclaimed.
Ryoko blinked. "Your world?" She asked.
Miaka nodded. "Hai. There are two worlds; this world and our world." She was now face to face with Ryoko and she stuck out her hand. "As I said, I'm Yuuki Miaka."
Ryoko looked down at the outstretched hand. "I'm Ryoko. At least you have manners, unlike this fire-haired idiot over there." She glanced briefly at Tasuki, who was about two seconds from whipping out his Tessen and frying her into oblivion. She smirked briefly before turning her attention to Miaka, who was tugging on her arm.
"So, you found the 'Shi Jin Tenchi Sho' too?" She whispered in Ryoko's ear.
"The what?" Ryoko asked.
"The book that transported you here." She explained in a little more detail.
"Er . . . I didn't use that book to get here." Ryoko said quietly.
"What?" Miaka blinked. "Then how did you get here?" She asked.
"Me and the other girls were messing around with Washuu's Dimensional Time and Space Machine, then there was some bright light, then I landed on Tasuki over there." Ryoko briefly said, looking incredibly thoughtful as she recalled the events that occurred earlier. She growled. "I really have to give it to Washuu when I see her again . . ." She vowed, clenching her fists.
"Who's Washuu?" Miaka asked.
Ryoko was shocked. "You haven't heard of the self-proclaimed 'Greatest scientific genius in the universe'?" Miaka shook her head. Ryoko looked thoughtful before shrugging her shoulders, dismissing whatever thought she had. "Oh well. I guess it really isn't important. What's important is me getting back home . . ."
Miaka frowned in thought. "I know!" She yelled, making both Tasuki and Ryoko jump. "I can wish you back!"
"You can wish me back." Ryoko repeated slowly.
Miaka nodded. "As the Suzaku no Miko, after I gather the Suzaku Shichiseishi and I summon Suzaku, I get three wishes. I could use one to wish you back to your world."
"Really?" Miaka nodded again. "Okay! How many Shichiseishi do you need?"
Miaka smiled. "Just one more!"
"Then let's get going!" Ryoko said.
"Hai!" Miaka marched off back to where the other seishi were with her head held high.
Tasuki blinked. "That was really odd . . ."
Ryoko looked at him from the corner of her eye. "I'm going to let that one slide, Tasuki, as long as you do something for me."
Tasuki gave a cocky grin. "And what would that be, woman?"
"I'll let it slide as long as you call me Little Ryoko!" Tasuki hit the floor again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Short Interlude
Washuu: Ryoko! How dare you take my line!
Ryoko: I always wanted to try it!
Tsumi: *sweatdrops* Ne, Ryoko-san, Washuu-san, don't fight over such a small thing . . . *shutters seeing the glares Ryoko and Washuu give to each other* Kowai . . .
Kiyone: Maybe you should finish up the story, Tsumi-san.
Tsumi: Good idea . . . *shakes and continues typing*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kiyone groaned as she came back into the waking world. /Where in the world?/ She thought, sitting up from her undignified position on her stomach. Looking around the room, she saw really nothing but water . . . and one big ass statue of a dragon. Gasping, she jumped up, backing away from the gold statue. /What is this? I know I asked to be as far away from Mihoshi as humanly possible, but this is going just a little too far . . ./
She suddenly backed up into something-or someone- else. Turning around, she came face to face with a blond-haired man with ice cold blue eyes, who glared down at her; a decidedly *not* too pleasant expression.
"Who are you?" He asked coldly. Kiyone felt herself pale as the bottom of her stomach disappeared; it took everything she had to keep from screaming hysterically. The man's eyes narrowed and he held out his palm. Kiyone's eyes widened and she screamed as she was hit with a massive chi blast. As Kiyone passed out, Nagako smirked.
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And that's what you get when I write around one in the morning. Sorry if it sucked, that's what sugar does to me (I just finished a thing of Yan Yan, vanilla flavor. ^_^) So, um, read and review and if you want, flame me, just remember that I'm the type of person to severely mock bad flames (yet if you tell me my fic sucks *nicely* . . . then I won't tease it too badly)
