Hey, people. This is my first Tenchi Muyo fanfic, so bear with me. All I want is a lot of reviews. I know. It's kind of selfish. But isn't that what we all want? I mean, what's wrong with being selfish or wanting something? If you read this story, please review. I don't care if it's a flame, just review the story. Ok, on with the story.
Intro: I'm sure you've seen the Time and Space Adventures series where the gang gets to be in their own little fantasy. Well, when Ryoko has her fantasy of being a thief with Tenchi, why didn't they show Sasami in the story? They showed her in all the other fantasies, even though she had really small parts except in her own. They could have let her walk in on the conversation with Ayeka, Kiyone, and Mihoshi and get some hair shot off by the shotgun or something. Well, I've decided to do something about it. Why, because the people from Pioneer are too stupid to do it. (Sorry, I do like Pioneer, but that still makes me mad.) Now, I will have my revenge. MU-HAHAHAHAHAHA. (I'm kind of crazy. Can you tell?)
Disclaimer: I do not own Tenchi Muyo, Tenchi Universe, Tenchi in Tokyo, or any of the characters from the Tenchi series, although I wish I did. Don't we all? Please don't sue me. I'm just a poor farm girl in the middle of nowhere, which means you probably would never find me. Ok, on with the show.
The Life I Left Behind
Horror spread across the city as the scandalous Ryoko and Tenchi continued their crime spree. They had raided over fifty banks since their partnership had begun. As the couple drove down the road, Ryoko sighed at the site of the city ahead of them. She then turned to her partner in crime and smiled as he woke up from a long sleep. "Hey! Morning, sunshine," she said gleefully. He yawned and looked at the city on the horizon.
"Where are we?" he asked.
"Man, you have the worst memory in the world. You think you would at least remember this place. Doesn't it look familiar at all?" Tenchi's memory was suddenly jogged. He sighed at the city ahead of them. How could he forget this place? This is where he used to live. What had seemed like a lifetime had only been a little over a year since he had been kidnapped, or rather had joined Ryoko, and had set out on a life of sin. He breathed in the fresh air as they drove through the neighborhood he grew up in. 'The town had not changed one bit,' he thought. "You think that bitch Ayeka is still looking for you?" Ryoko smirked.
"You shouldn't call her that," he said sadistically. He finally calmed down after seeing the offensive look on Ryoko's face. "Yeah, she is. She's doubled your capture to two million dollars and one million for my return. She was really nice to me. I didn't want to marry her, don't get me wrong. She just was sweet." Ryoko didn't like the way Tenchi was talking. She hated the millionaire's daughter with all her guts. She had met Ayeka before. At first, she seemed nice enough. But after Ryoko had stolen her fiancé away, she turned into a spoiled antagonist.
"Don't worry about her. We're here to get some new dough. They would never expect us to come back after all this time. The banks will be easy picking." Ryoko looked at Tenchi who had regained comfort. "Let's get a hotel. We can plan out our activities in the morning and then hit the banks the next morning. It's almost Christmas. The banks will be loaded with money and jewelry. Maybe we'll even find some gold."
She started laughing. She didn't even notice Tenchi deep in thought. He wasn't thinking about Ayeka or about Ryoko or even the robberies they would make in the next few days. He was thinking about the little blue haired girl he left behind. The little girl he thought he would never hurt. The only girl he knew that could cheer him up. Tenchi regretted the day he had to leave his little sister behind for the new life he had chosen. 'One day,' he thought to himself. 'One day, I will return to you, Sasami.'
How was that for a first chapter? I thought it was cool. Please review. It is a really good story. If you don't review, I probably won't continue it. So please review.
