A/N: Just to make this known, This fic takes place after "Indiana Jurai and The Holy Sword of Tsunami". Therefore, Ryoko is back at her job as a C.I.A. agent (obviously), Washu is involved with a dig in Africa (and therefore not involved in this fic.) and as for Tenchi…you'll see. The others are reprising roles from the first fic, with the exception of Kiyone. Enjoy! I do not own Tenchi or Indiana Jones.
Ch. 3 From Russia With Love
Indiana landed in Moscow in a foul mood. She'd had an argument with her aunt before she'd left about her little sister Sasami. Indiana and her aunt always had this argument before Indiana left for an expedition. Due to the fact that Misaki Jurai, her mother, had dedicated her life to locating the Master Key, Indiana had pretty much raised her little sister, but left Sasami with her Aunt Funaho when she had to be at a dig. Even though Misaki and Indiana had found the Master key last year, Misaki still had no time for family. She'd moved to England to do a study on the legends of the Master Key, so Sasami still lived with Indiana. Funaho always thought that Indiana was abandoning her sister every time she left, just like her mother, despite the fact that Indiana rarely left for digs.
Indiana sighed and headed for a small office in downtown Moscow. Inside there was a young man in his twenties sitting at a desk. He was wearing a black button-down shirt and brown slacks. He had short back hair with a small ponytail and brown eyes. Also he was asleep at his desk. Indiana chuckled, and snuck up behind him. He was still fast asleep, so Indiana could wake him up the polite way or the fun way. She chose the fun way, which consisted of yelling in his ear, "TENCHI!" He jerked back, wide awake, and fell backwards. Looking up, he saw Indiana standing over him, grinning, "Morning, sleeping beauty. Long time no see."
Tenchi stood up, rubbing his butt, "Good to see you Indy, but did you have to wake me up so abruptly?" "A little scare never did anyone any harm. Did you get my message?" "Yeah, I did, so we're to locate this Ark before the Kawazis do, that right?" "Yeah, pretty much. After the whole deal with the Master Key, we had to avoid them for a while. I doubt they've stopped looking for us, but we need to do this. You're still in?" "Yeah, of course, but you know, I could have just met you in Jerhtara." "I came because I know someone who has something that could help us. You go get your stuff together and I'll go get it from him. Meet me at the airport in an hour okay?" "Sure, good luck."
Indiana headed from Tenchi's office to a less savory part of town. Pulling her jacket tighter, she headed into a seedy pub called the "Black Dragon". Inside was dark and smoke stained, with low hanging lights that looked like they were from the 1920s and iron-wrought candelabras on the tables for extra light. There was a wooden bar to the back of the establishment, which served both the long tables in the center of the room and the small tables along the sides of it. In the center, there were a group of men who looked like they were part of a gang sitting around one end of a long table with one guy sitting at it. At the other sat a young man in his late twenties. He had long black hair that reached to his waist and violet eyes. In front of both men were stacks of empty shot glasses. They both had ones full of Vodka sitting in front of them.
The young man picked up his glass, downed the shot, and slammed the glass down onto the table. The Russian tried to do the same thing, but the shot glass only made it halfway to his mouth before he passed out. The young man stood up and the others applauded. As the gangsters carried their friend out (probably to dump him into the snow to sober him up.) Indiana walked over to the young man and said, sarcasm dripping from every word, "Congratulations, you can outdrink a gangster. Your father would be very proud indeed, Yosho." Yosho turned and glared, "Well, if it isn'the infamous Ayeka "Indiana" Jurai. What great misfortune brings you to this place." "I was looking for you actually. Do you still have your father's Medallion?"
Yosho turned back to the table, "So that's what you came for? You honestly think that I'd let you have it? It's your fault I'm stuck here!" "How is it my fault!" "You were the one that dragged my father off on those expeditions!" "If I may be blunt, he would have left even if I hadn't spoken to him. He wasn't the sedentary type. Now listen, I really need that medallion." Yosho turned to face her and leaned on the table, "How about a trade then?" "Trade?" "Yeah, you get me out of this rathole, and I give you the medallion." "You want to come with me? That's not a really good idea, we're going to be dealing with Kawazis." 'I really don't care, it's either yes, and I'll give you the medallion, or no and you don't get it."
Indiana glared at him for a moment before sighing in defeat, "Alright, fine. You can come with us on the conditon that you THINK before you ACT, okay!" Yosho grinned and nodded, "Give me a minute to pack." Indiana watched him run into the back room, "Tsunami, what did I get myself into?"
It took Yosho a grand total of four minutes to get his meager belongings together, and another twenty for the two of them to ge to the airport. There was a large amount of snow on the ground, and Tnchi was standing at the door. He watched the two of them come towards him and called out to Indiana, "Is that what took you so long?" "Yeah, Tenchi this is Yosho Takabe, son of Akira Takabe a famed archaeologist who was also one of my instructors. Yosho, this is Tenchi Masaki, an anthropologist and my partner in crime." Yosho looked at both of them, "So…is it you finally found a guy?" "Shut up, Yosho." "Considering the fact that your blushing I assume the answer is yes?" The answer he got was a face full of dirty snow.
Tenchi cleared his throat, "Shouldn't we get going?" Indiana immediately turned away from her task of trying to strangle Yosho within an inch of his life and said, "Yeah, sorry about that. Let's go." Tenchi and Indiana headed inside, but Yosho stood out side for a minute longer. Indiana turned around and asked him, "Is something wrong?" Yosho smiled, "Nah, just saying good riddance to bad rubbish." He got another face full of snow for that, and Indiana made a mad dash for the plane with him yelling death threats behind her.
Well, is it good? Bad? Let me know! Comments are always welcome, and you can flame me…I guess, I won't reply to any of them though. Oh, and Kasuhito Masaki and Yosho are two separate entities for the point and purpose of these fics.