Everyone fears writer's block, but none I suspect more than I. I happen to
contract this condition for months at a time, and in that time my resolve
and my optimism for future endeavors slips further and further. I
apologize for the delay in my update.
I would also like to make something clear right now, this is not in fact purely the Tenchi in Tokyo Universe; this is the Tenchi Muyo universe in which Tenchi goes to Tokyo after the end of the OAV.
Chapter 1:
Resurrection of the Heart
()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() Can't seem to recognize,
That stare behind those eyes...
Who is this man I see..?
Who's looking back at me? Can't focus through grey,
And I am fading into nothing...
Reflection must get clearer than it appears to be right
now... ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
Tenchi stood at the top of the stone steps of the Masaki shrine, gazing longingly into the sky, lit a beautiful golden shade from the dying afternoon sunlight. Time spent in somber reflection had whittled away the hours of the day. He seemed to be doing that quite a bit for the past four years, looking to the sky as if beseeching the heavens themselves, asking for the one thing that mattered to him to return.
He had given his heart to her, and just as quickly as she came she was ripped from his grasp like a leaf to the winter wind.
Judging by the time that had passed Tenchi surmised that it must be about dinner time. Picking up the broom that lay against a nearby tree, Tenchi made his way back to the Masaki home.
"Tenchi?"
The broom that rested so surely in Tenchi's grip fell onto the shrine steps with a clatter, and all at once his heart and throat seemed to be occupying the same space.
A soft hand entwined its fingers with his.
Time stood still.
Ryoko stretched tiredly from her perch on the roof of the Masaki home, letting the warmth of the sun soak through her clothing and caress her back; soberly she stared at the horizon where the golden-tipped trees met the setting sun. The events that had transpired throughout the last four years had been a cruel blow to the normally cheery Masaki family. Tenchi's depression had taken it's toll on everyone, never showing his face unless he had to, practicing for hours on his swordplay or developing his innate Jurai power and hardly speaking unless spoken to...
It had even reached the point where Ayeka had given up...
It was true. After about a year of Tenchi being the way he was, the crown princess of Jurai could no longer stand it. She left Earth one day with barely a goodbye to anyone. Sasami of course refused to leave, she had grown attached to this planet and even went as far as to forsake the decreased aging effects of Jurai's trees and water, growing up along with the people she cared about.
'Come to think of it, she didn't even show up when Sasami merged with Tsunami.' Ryoko thought grimly
'I doubt she'd even recognize her own sister now'
'Gods Tenchi, do you see what you're doing to us? All of us?'
Ryoko checked herself then, Tenchi had suffered greatly for the sake of their safety and happiness, and it pained her to think of balming him for his current state.
'Well, he did suffer a lot... And it's not like I lost the one I loved to some mysterious girl who appeared out of nowher-' Ryoko stopped short.
'Now that's Ironic'
If anyone had been listening outside near the Masaki home, they would have heard a short, humorless bark of laughter.
Followed by sobs.
I would also like to make something clear right now, this is not in fact purely the Tenchi in Tokyo Universe; this is the Tenchi Muyo universe in which Tenchi goes to Tokyo after the end of the OAV.
Chapter 1:
Resurrection of the Heart
()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() Can't seem to recognize,
That stare behind those eyes...
Who is this man I see..?
Who's looking back at me? Can't focus through grey,
And I am fading into nothing...
Reflection must get clearer than it appears to be right
now... ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()() ()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()()
Tenchi stood at the top of the stone steps of the Masaki shrine, gazing longingly into the sky, lit a beautiful golden shade from the dying afternoon sunlight. Time spent in somber reflection had whittled away the hours of the day. He seemed to be doing that quite a bit for the past four years, looking to the sky as if beseeching the heavens themselves, asking for the one thing that mattered to him to return.
He had given his heart to her, and just as quickly as she came she was ripped from his grasp like a leaf to the winter wind.
Judging by the time that had passed Tenchi surmised that it must be about dinner time. Picking up the broom that lay against a nearby tree, Tenchi made his way back to the Masaki home.
"Tenchi?"
The broom that rested so surely in Tenchi's grip fell onto the shrine steps with a clatter, and all at once his heart and throat seemed to be occupying the same space.
A soft hand entwined its fingers with his.
Time stood still.
Ryoko stretched tiredly from her perch on the roof of the Masaki home, letting the warmth of the sun soak through her clothing and caress her back; soberly she stared at the horizon where the golden-tipped trees met the setting sun. The events that had transpired throughout the last four years had been a cruel blow to the normally cheery Masaki family. Tenchi's depression had taken it's toll on everyone, never showing his face unless he had to, practicing for hours on his swordplay or developing his innate Jurai power and hardly speaking unless spoken to...
It had even reached the point where Ayeka had given up...
It was true. After about a year of Tenchi being the way he was, the crown princess of Jurai could no longer stand it. She left Earth one day with barely a goodbye to anyone. Sasami of course refused to leave, she had grown attached to this planet and even went as far as to forsake the decreased aging effects of Jurai's trees and water, growing up along with the people she cared about.
'Come to think of it, she didn't even show up when Sasami merged with Tsunami.' Ryoko thought grimly
'I doubt she'd even recognize her own sister now'
'Gods Tenchi, do you see what you're doing to us? All of us?'
Ryoko checked herself then, Tenchi had suffered greatly for the sake of their safety and happiness, and it pained her to think of balming him for his current state.
'Well, he did suffer a lot... And it's not like I lost the one I loved to some mysterious girl who appeared out of nowher-' Ryoko stopped short.
'Now that's Ironic'
If anyone had been listening outside near the Masaki home, they would have heard a short, humorless bark of laughter.
Followed by sobs.