Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Ah My Tsunami Muyo! - The Human Sphere Saga ❯ Part Eight - (Version 8.4): The Shoals of the Immortal Sands. ( Chapter 11 )

On the beach at night,
Stands a child with her father,
Watching the east, the autumn sky.

 

Up through the darkness,
While ravening clouds, the burial clouds, in black masses spreading,
Lower sullen and fast athwarth and down the sky,
Amid a transparent clear belt of ether yet left in the east,
Ascends large and calm the lord-star Jupiter,
And nigh at hand, only a very little above,
Swim the delicate sisters the Pleiades.

 

From the beach the child holding the hand of her father,
Those burial-clouds that lower victorious soon to devour all,
Watching, silently weeps.

 

Weep not, child,
Weep not, my darling,
With these kisses let me remove your tears,
The ravening clouds shall not be long victorious,
They shall not long possess the sky, they devour the stars only in
apparition,
Jupiter shall emerge, be patient, watch again another night, the Pleiades
shall emerge,
They are immortal, all those stars both silvery and golden shall shine
out again,
The great stars and the little ones shall shine out again they endure,
The vast immortal suns and the long-enduring pensive moons shall
again shine.

 

Then dearest child mournest thou only for Jupiter?
Considerest thou alone the burial of the stars?

 

Something there is,
(With my lips soothing thee, adding I whisper,
I give thee the first suggestion, the problem and indirection,)
Something there is more immortal even than the stars,
(Many the burials, many the days and nights, passing away,)
Something that shall endure longer even than lustrous Jupiter,
Longer than sun or any revolving satellite,
Or the radiant sisters the Pleiades.

 

(On the Beach at Night - Walt Whitman)

 

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(Ah My Tsunami Muyo! - Part Eight (Version 8.4): The Shoals of the Immortal Sands..)

 

“~ A.. are you sure... that... ~”

 

“~ Kiyone, just relax. It'll go great, you'll see! ~”

 

Kiyone twitches an eyebrow at her clutch mate. “~ You said the same thing during that one bug hunt a hundred years ago. I'M STILL GETTING BUG DROPPINGS OUT OF MY MANE FROM WHEN YOU PUSHED ME INTO THAT PILE!! ~”

 

Mayuka looks at Misaki quizzically, as Mihoshi just giggles and flusters. “~ Oh, you were fine! And I said it was an accident. ~”

 

“~ *FRAZZLE!!!* IT WAS A VIRUS HIVE DIMWIT! WHAT DO YOU MEAN `IT WAS AN ACCIDENT'!!! I'M LUCKY I WASN'T DATA DECOMPOSED!!! ~”

 

“~ Oh........ I thought it was just a data dump port. Oh well, *bonks head* silly me. ~”

 

It's only with Mayuka's deft strength and speed as a Gray Angel, that Kiyone doesn't ruin her Terran dress and make-up, in MURDERING Mihoshi right there and then!! “~ LEMME GET HER!! I'VE `HAD' IT WITH HER!!! ~”

 

“~ Kiiiiiiiiiooooooooonyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeee!!!! *GRUNT!! Settle down! He's almost here already!! ~” Mayuka cries back! Mihoshi still only giggles, despite her cognitive abilities as a Goddess, her wisdom as a sister remains... detached. (Not unlike Mihoshi's brain.)

 

“(~ And we worked so hard on this set up too. Lord Takahasi will be here as Lady Mayuka says, in mere moments.. In fact. ~)”

 

From their respective position upon the residence overlook, just outside the abode overlooking a clear and soft warm evening, as the light of the city of Tekomi meld with the sparkling jewels of the stars above, now starting to glimmer, as the horizon melts with the last of the sunset, speckled with clouds that will soon vanish. It's deep crimson and pink slowly becoming dark blue and raven with the crest of the Orbital Ring melding and meshing out of it, and running overhead as usual, with moving twinkles of star traffic above.

 

As they look, in the direction of the road that runs to the residence, below the horizon to the south towards Gizina, where a Climatized storm rages with the need to equalize airborne static and such. Underneath this display, the telltale glimmer of an approaching hover vehicle, weaving with the hillside it caresses.

 

Kiyone sees and... well.. “~ AHHH!! He's HERE!! *FLUSTERING MADLY!!* HOW'SMYMAKEUPISMYHAIRJUSTRIGHTISBLUSHTOOSTRONGISHOWSMYSKIRTLINING.... ~”

 

And on and on.

 

Misaki and Mayuka just teardrop endure this, for like the seventeenth time on this long day of preparation. Mihoshi just giggles. “~ You're fine Sister. Mr. Kiyrosa will love you in that attire! ~” She comments on Kiyone's `choice' of a evening dress, conservative, yet respectful, though it hints at romance underneath. A white and light blue number, the hem of the dress is laced in blue, at the middle of the lower leg. A sash of white lace adorns the waist. The hem of the arms are set at the slender biceps, yet flowing as freely as the dress itself. The dark sea teal, glowing mane is left mostly free, with only a braid down behind the right ear. A silk sash adorns the hair only to add effect, which also sways it's tendrils freely, extending to the waist. The touch of the usual goddess accouterments, with a hint of perfume borrowed from Tsunami's own stash, a light rose flair.

 

Add this with the Goddess markings upon the forehead. And.. well..... =^^=

 

Mihoshi is more than well correct, right folks? (Asking the males that is.) Kiyone though sneers at Mihoshi like a straining demon. “~ That's simply Kiyrosa to YOU `Sister'. ~” Mihoshi just giggles again. “~ Oh okay! *WINK!!* `Kiyrosa' it is. ~”

 

Misaki and Mayuka giggle as well with this inflection used. Kiyone just feels like running back to Jurai Core and forget this whole deal. Misaki of course intercedes. “(~ Like Nay to thus, in the Sensei's tongue. You will do this.. um... date right? Very good.. and you will like it. Besides, it's a good example to the rest of Heaven what a relationship between a Mortal and Dimensional, without a Contract, can be like. ~)” Misaki puts, acting proper like.

 

Kiyone considers blasting the Council Member, if for a minuscule moment. “~ Gee. Make it sound like I'm under a Report `too', why don'tcha. ~”

 

Misaki looks blandly back, one eye closed. “(~ Don't tempt me. That tone may get such a response. ~)” She finishes, looking dryly, and fully at Kiyone. Kiyone suddenly: “~ *Waving hands defensively!!* Oh nono!! I think this will go splendid, without added constraints Lady Misaki. ~”

 

Misaki keeps the same look and pose, though Mihoshi and Mayuka are fighting a losing battle to keep from busting a gut. Just then, and `thankfully' so, a hover vehicle pulls up over the hill crest. Kiyone's heart skips a beat. “~ Oh my. *heart fluttering.* ~”

 

Misaki then just looks slyly at Kiyone, and then at the approaching guest. The sound of the vehicle also brings others coming. “{~ Hey, he's here I see. ~}”

 

“~ Wow. So this is him huh? ~” Tenchi adds with Ryoko's voice, as Ayeka and Caladeni emerge with them from the front hatch. They then gather, and see the vehicle, a gray Naisthan Rolaa SUV, come to a halt just a few meters away. Kiyone's heart beats yet moreso.

 

The vehicle hatch opens, and with the dark sky shadowing and framing his head a bit, the subject of all this emerges, head over the vehicle hood. And, if it weren't needed to say so, a strange sense of calm settles over, as two sets of eyes meet once more. The guest rounds the vehicle, and comes into the dusk light of the residence. When they see the newcomer. “~ Wow. Handsome. ~” Mayuka comments from reaction.

 

“G... good evening.” A deep and handsome voice comes out, nervous as it is. Immediately, everyone can tell this one is genuine. “~ Welcome to the Kerensky residence Lord Takahasi. ~”

 

Said `lord' suddenly fidgets. “Um.. just Kiyrosa, okay?”

 

The others giggle lightly, though Kiyone takes this more than intended. She turns to the others and SPIKES. “~ Yeah, and you guys remember that! ~”

 

The `others' suddenly make in a mass defense of waving hands. “~ Okay okay, you win. ~” Tenchi says, though Ryoko just huffs. “{~ Another one falls to the spells. ~}”

 

Ayeka just flicks Ryoko's ear, as Kiyone turns back to a blank looking guest. “~ S.. sorry about... that.. are.. are you..? ~”

 

Kiyone takes a `moment' to.. um.. look over her date. Kiyrosa Takahasi, Detective of the Tekomi Security District, wears a simple set of tan slacks, white shirt, a tie of swirling green and black, brown slip shoes, and a sport coat of black leather. The raven hair is long but kempt, ending in a mini-tail behind, just upon the small of the back. She notes the light blue eyes in the glow of the lights behind them, and immediately considers him an Adonis upon Earth. A simple sport watch is the only accouterment.

 

It's only with a `cough' from nearby, that Kiyone suddenly `wakes up', and realizes.. “~ How's the view..? ~”

 

When Kiyone hears these words from same Mayuka.

 

“~ Huh? ?_?

 

HUH!!?! OH GODDESS!!!!!! ~" *SPINS around.. blushing Volcanically!!*

 

"(~ OH MY GODDESS!!! HOW COULD I DO THAT TO HIM!!! STUPIDSTUPIDSTUPIDSTUIPD!!!! ~)" Kiyone, realizing her `folly' is basically close to shearing her hair out, along with head attached to it. "(~ Clutch Mom would ~ KILL ~ me if she saw me doing that!! ~)”

 

Kiyrosa just rubs his head with blushing, as the others remain blave, though `knowing'.

 

“~ This seems familiar huh? ~” Tenchi comments thoughtfully. Misaki answers. “(~ It's the same as the first chapter. Author's trick.. ^_^ ~)”

 

“~ Really? ~” Tenchi asks with awe, as Misaki nods cutely. Tenchi and Ayeka speak with awe, and clap.

 

“{~ I still like the part where Al broke his nose in the first two chapters. ~}”

 

“~ Huh?! How did you know THAT!?! ~” Ayeka `responds'. “~ We didn't show up until chapter three!! ~”

 

“{~ SO I CAN READ! WHAT'S IT TO YOU TWIT!! ~}”

 

“~ READ THIS DEMON!! ~” *Universal `celestial' guesture!*

 

“{~ NOT FOR LONG TWAT!! ~}” *SPARKLING Hex energy*

 

“~ :: CAN WE GET BACK TO THE STORY ALREADY!!!! :: ~”

 

Tenchi and Misaki are still impressed. “~ Wow, way to go again Mayuka. *clapping* ~” Ayeka and Ryoko are deadpan stunned. (I think a new theme is forming here folks. =^^= )

 

“~ Thanks Daddy. ~” Mayuka then giggles, though Tenchi pips his eyes at this. “~ Still not used to that. ~” Caladeni in the midst of this, just watches on. She then passes the others and comes up to a jittery Kiyrosa. “On behalf of my Brother, whom is not here at the moment. Please make yourself a guest of this abode, so long as Lady Kiyone wishes it.” She puts with a graceful bow. Kiyrosa returns a deep and respectful, traditional Japanese bow. “I'm honored to be a guest of the famous residence of so many stories among the township. A gift for the owner of the hold.” Kiyrosa then presents a small diorama of a holographic display of the Wing Angel. (Common trinket of the town. =^^= )

 

Cal takes the gift gracefully. “My Brother and Lady of the abode will be find this generous.” ..she bows again with. Kiyrosa then bows again, and closes upon a heart struck date. “My lady.” Kiyone's heart flutters, as Kiyrosa presents.. “A token of my awe of your beauty Kiyone.” The extended palm present a small pink rose. Kiyone's celestial heart melts. “~ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... ~”

 

It's all she can muster, as she watches her date slip the small floral unto her right earlobe, settling it beside the braid gently. “There. As my mind sees you.” Kiyone loses all consideration of the others, as she takes Kiyrosa's hand. As such, it's Kiyrosa that has to say the goodbyes as a `result', though the family more than realizes. As the Rolaa starts to pull away into the now deep midnight sky of glimmering jewels, the others see them fade away.

 

“(~ They're doomed. ~)” Misaki comments accurately. The others nod, and start to break up, though Tenchi sees two appendages accosted suddenly by Ayeka and Mihoshi, and is drawn inside. One however stays behind outside.

 

“{~ Hmmmmm. After what I saw today? I.... ergh.. ~}” ..a `Demon' then thinks.. “({~ This `could' be fun to meddle a bit in. Wonder if my old Love Hex still works. ~})”

 

A minute later, Tenchi emerges, calling Ryoko's name, though she is nowhere to be found. This attempt is cut off short, as Ayeka re-accosts an arm. “~ Forget that celestial trash Lord Tenchi. ~”

 

Tenchi however has justified fears as he's dragged back in. A Demon is `loose'.

 

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*Heaven....*

 

“...............................*fidgeting.* ..................”

 

Two twin teal sisters say nothing, serenely/celestially garbed as they are, as they move into the Holy Core Zone. The heart of the System, as the bulk of the Great Tree melds with the ivory, gold/silver/jeweled, marble, and whatever else immaculate walls and surfaces, though some are... `not' there..... yet they continue to walk forward `anyway'.. uh, or all that comprises this place of infinities.

 

Aleaic just hopes in his meager mind, that these `open' areas, are the sheerest crystal he's EVER seen, and not what the other option he `considers' for these spots. (The falling through to screaming doom kind. Which actually...)

 

And still the twins of Happiness and Culinary continue forward, knowing Al will keep with them from sheer latching on, since if Al found he became lost here, um... saying he'd `freak' would be the ironclad understatement. But at the same time, despite this mind numbing fear and awe, is a thick underlay of appreciation. For the first time, since he doesn't have to worry about being killed, seeing reality tear apart, or feel a Demon's bite, he can actually just `look' at the surroundings.

 

Which makes him feel like a stupid looking mortal tourist, in the last vacation spot ever needed to be seen!

 

“~ Oh, it's not really what I'd call a tourist trap beloved. ~” Tsunami comments back, finally adding a voice to this ethereal atmosphere. Al can't `quite' respond vocally, and uses his mind instead. “(Personally, I don't even want to KNOW if you could leave this `trap' if you wanted!)”

 

Tsunami and Sasami just giggle. “~ That was funny Sensei. ~”

 

Al stops for a moment.. “Huh? Funny? That wasn't exactly a `joke' you two know.”

 

The twins stop.. “~ We know. ~” They both only say at once, which makes Al wonder. “(`Now' I'm freaked.)”

 

They move on down to an untold point Al recognizes zilch, upon which they then pass a TITANIC arch of Pearl, inscribed in the most beautiful of scripts Al's ever seen! They shimmer and change constantly, even rewriting itself at a whim, they pass into the Inner Sanctum of the Core. Al immediately notes a certain ethereal network node closet feel to this chamber. Smells, sounds, they `feel' all there.

 

Everywhere, the same ethereal script act with the same characteristic upon the immense walls, ones that curve and arc more and more serenely as they progress. The `materials' now include both ethereal walls, clouds that meld and dissipate with a need of some kind, and endless layers upon layers of swan arched stations, where major sections of the System are governed. And for once, where `outside', their journey had been.. well.. lonely, here souls of the celestial vein flitter and flutter, floating to an `actual' apparently endless numbers of Admin stations and ports.

 

There is no real sense of order in the shape of these levels, either held up by titanic pillars and columns, swan arches or plain arches, or just... floating on it's own. Some of the stations seems to spiral, others block together, with each and all swirling from all vectors, and even seemingly into the chamber walls, if the walls are even such! Sets of them also look like plates upon each other, though broken up like staggered pie section charts. Yet the chamber hardly feels cloistered, as a palatable sense of openness permeates, giving easy access to whomever needs a destination with a need to fulfill. There are also easily seen open zones, despite such numerousness, where the obvious High Admins are located. Here, the zones meld, and become a single platform, with more sloping shapes that are inlaid with the innumerable Core Code scripts that bind the whole Core together. Al notes the pigmented glows from light green, soft blue, and to deep red, and even colors that he can't recognize with a mortal mind, that rainbow serenely in all directions.

 

As he takes this all in, Al doesn't even realize his progression with his hosts, such are the incredible views that assault his senses continuously. How a mere human can see and comprehend all this, is it's own fathomless mystery in his meager mind. Trying to settle such thoughts down fail with each passing arch and script he sees. (And never mind the `operators' around him.)

 

He even wonders if this is just one of at least many truths. For all Aleaic knows, this is all set up just for HIS mind to comprehend, as if it could be utterly different for an other mortal. (One can't help but thing so conceited if thinking as such and so and... uh... wait, headache coming.)

 

“~ Wow. Interesting thought. ~/~ Crazy notion though. ~/~ But that's what makes him so `celestial' to mind read about. ~/~ .Wow, what a hunk for a mortal though. ~/~ That Report was on aim about him though. ~” ..this and more such voices suddenly cross Al's earlobes, as he then stops and.. “Huh? What the?!” ..he says, spinning and looking around quickly!

 

He then realizes he has a LOT of celestial eyes upon him. “Oh lordy.”

 

“~ Hey, he `is' cute when he gets scarred. ~/~ Wow! I can feel his pulse rate from `here'! ~/~ I'd like to take his pulse. ~”

 

Al gulps, and catches up with his hosts quickly, both whom Al notes, are giggling. Al also notes, there's an inordinate amount of `female' voices among the comments that keep floating around him. Not to mention apparently every eye that comes across his notice, staring at him intently. Some... “Tsui... tell me something before I have a conniption. Why are they looking at me `this much'?!”

 

Tsunami and Sasami fall back, and flank their mortal guest. “~ Sensei. ~” Sasami answers instead. “~ I think you should know something. ~”

 

“~ Now now Sasami, no need to make him faint here. ~” Tsunami puts with a slightly `sly' tine to it. Al stops DEAD suddenly. “Okay. `What' the heck are you getting at!?”

 

Sasami just sighs and faces the mortal. “~ You wana `really' know? ~” Al nods stupidly. “~ Fine. Let's just say... you're `famous', in Heaven.”

 

Al just blinks. “'Famous'? What? Like I'm a vid-screen star or something?”

 

Tsunami's reply makes Al... “~ `Worse'. ~” ...cringe.

 

“Worse... as in what? `Race-pilot' worse? `World-leader' worse? `Famous name in History' worse!?”

 

“~ `All the above and more' worse Sensei. ~” Sasami remarks, and drops a hole in Al's mindset. “*Weak* Really?”

 

A noticeable number of giggles suddenly float from all angles above, front and behind. Al just hides his face behind a hand. “Father help me. Wait, now way! I'm just one guy!”

 

Sasami shrugs. “~ We can spell out what one `guy' did for us all. Among other things. ~”

 

Al feels his blood pool in another reality somewhere.

 

*SMAK of hands!!* “~ Okay ladies! Break up the adoration bit of the mortal, there's still work and such you all know! ~” Al cringes at the voice.. “Oh no.”

 

“~ Yes Lady Tokimi, we know! ~” A torrent of celestial voices rings back from all around, as at least a `few' male tones can be heard now. (Thanks gods.) Al though it looking for the Exit fast and quick like! “AIEEE!! NO! NO MORE WISHES!!”

 

A `huff' plays back at this. “~ Well, the wimp returns to the Plane of the Holiest. ~” This as Lady Tokimi parts between the teal sisters. “~ Hello Lady Tokimi. ~” Tsunami puts cheerfully, and Tokimi smiles back. “~ So, been taking care of our best progeny, eh mortal? ~” Tokimi only puts, with a heavy accent of slyness underneath. The last time Al heard such a tone, he almost had his flower `plucked' no less than on twenty-nine attempts back at the residence. And NO amount of locks, dead bolts, and laser grid traps could get Al to stop Tokimi from continuously accosting him each and EVERY BLASTED BLOODY DARN HECK TO HEAVEN.. *ahem* ..morning of her `stay' upon the Mortal Realm, during Tokimi's mission to Earth!

 

Al though straightens and nods to Tokimi, trying to defuse the tone heard. “A pleasure to see you again milady goddess. And `yes', they are still being well taken care of. Which is presumptuous, since they take care of me `way too much' as it is. All such appreciated.”

 

Tokimi blinks in slight awe, as Tsui and Sasami look at Al with googily eyes. “~ Ohhhh. ~” Both put, which then makes Tsui looks at Sasami in surprise. “~ Huh? Sasami? ~” Sasami quickly catches herself with embarrassment. “~ Oops. Sorry. ~”

 

Tsui looks back, and sees Al frozen with age old fears, as Tokimi has draped herself over Al's right shoulder, and is twirling her right hand of gloved/tattooed lavender, tipped in silver nails, a bit too `low'. “~ What say, now that you are a `man', we try that Deluxe Package out I promised. ~”

 

Al ekes out. “Tsui.......... help.”

 

Sasami sees and blushes heavily, as Tsui ports Al from Tokimi's `clutches', whom looks blandly at Lady Tokimi. “~ Administrator of Jurai Core. Be it know, that I claim my mate in truth. ~” Tsui says, which to Tokimi only shrugs. “~ So you say. ~”

 

“Woooooooo... *THUD* ...ow.”

 

Everyone looks down, to see Al with the confused anime eye look. “Still... not used, to teleportation. *looking pale* .” Sasami and Tsunami help Al at the same time, as Tsunami uses a quick Stabilization Spell to recompose him. Tokimi just chuckles. “~ Well, what brings you three gems into the center of paradise? ~”

 

Tsunami explains. “~ I came to check on the status of my responsibility in Heaven, and then take my beloved to Meh`benth. ~” Tokimi's lavender eyes PERK upon hearing this. “~ Heaven's Shoal! Yes, The Beach would be great!! ~”

 

Al hears a large amount of murmuring, which makes the mortal ask. “Is `that' what it's called? Sounds better than `The Beach'.” Which Al receives a glance back by Tokimi. “~ You don't know the `fraction' of it boy.

 

There's Paradise you mor6tals dream of.

 

And then for `us', there's `Paradise'. ~”

 

Al thinks loudly. “A `Heaven' in Heaven? Weird concept.” Al says, scratching his melon.

 

“~ Wow, mortal minds are sheen when they think. ~/~ Meh`benth would be GREAT to go to today! ~/~ I call dibs on the trans going there! ~/~ Wow, some Cloud Candy would be splendid to have! ~” ..and on and on it seems, as Al looks at nothing in particular. “Do they always do this?”

 

Tsunami giggles. “~ Usually. Heaven is the cheeriest place to be when seen at the right time. ~”

 

“~ And like our mirror opposite world, when times are not `cheery'. ~” Tokimi comments with a banter to Tsunami's own. Al just gulps. “I call for cheery.” This makes even Tokimi giggle. “~ Agreed. ~”

 

And then for the next short while, Tokimi accompanies the trio, as Tsunami and Sasami reach their respective Responsibility Stations. Happenstance, they're next to each other, a level near the Main Core Platform. Al sees Tsunami, (now garbed in her original goddess attire, the same as with Sasami, both which had made Al blush heavily upon their entry into Heaven as such,) enter her terminal station. Sasami does the same for hers, both Al see are greeted by respective attendants. Al takes a spot behind Tsui as expected, as Tokimi floats up to her Primary station above.

 

Aleaic has to marvel that for the first time, he gets to see his beloved at work for `real'. He sees Tsunami work with a serene yet spirited pace, as she works with what looks like a gleaming harp of some kind. One made of crystal, gold and silver, with apparently strands of sapphire silk like `strings', these under the control of a sliding bar of some kind, one that seems to shift in pattern in response to Tsunami's actions. A series of shimmering waves of white and green mesh out from the points Tsunami slides onto. Tsunami meanwhile conducts incredible amounts of complex calculations, her operations done mostly in her own `virtual' mind, a separate world where her mental actions connect with endless others that work in the same area. Her actions on her `harp', give variations and vectors to shift processing needs for her tasks, shared from the Superprocessor and Large Scale Memory allocations. Given her station, she is allotted `much' more resources than nominal, and not just because of her status. (Hey, she needs to get this work `done'.)

 

Aleaic meanwhile on his limited mental end, then notes the Primary platform nearby, which is centered upon an immense holographic orifice of some sort, with a gleaming pillar of light extending out from it. Sections of the `pillar' are either heavily aglow of holy white, or upon any pigment and hue imaginable to the same holy hues and aura. Upon all this, a `layer' surrounds the whole of the `pillar', as it apparently displays a representation of the System diagram, linked to the Mortal Plane, if Al's understanding of the Dimensionals explanations is true enough.

 

The code line scripts and icon representations continuously swirl and change, but Al notes a certain pattern soon enough. There are bridged sections and clusters that seem to harmonize together. A series of blinking patterns also seem to have a `pattern', as in a clock cycle of sorts. Al pieces enough together with his understanding of computer networks, and comes to the conclusion that these are all primary nodes, linked together with cyclic formatting to communicate with each other. Then Al notes the gray spinning discs between the nodes. “(Ah. Something like Routers and Switches, I guess.)"

 

Al realizes it's CRUDE to consider this all in such a vein, probably insulting even, but Al thinks to himself it's what his mind simply does for something like this. Then Al crosses his arms, and decides to become playful with itself for no real reason. “(Wonder what the true data representations of whole worlds are, and what it breaks down like from there.

 

If this is a System, does that mean individual lifeforms are like bits, and families are like bytes? And are these codes the same for just humanity, and different for another species like the Gardon, and then maybe others? Huh.. maybe we could discern that another race would be like a new code string. Another world would be like a new `node' to display upon this... um... monitor. ((I guess. =oo=;;;)) What about other galaxies and then further? Wonder how much this all can translate for them too?

 

Wow...... if Dad could think of his job in these kinds of terms... we would... uh.. ..eh?)”

 

Al realizes he `did it again', as celestial eyes are GLUED to him from all over and about! “*Gulp* .......Lords........ *sweating* .”

 

“~ Wow. I never realized the System could be configured in such a way. What an intriguing process to consider. ~” Al notes, as Tsunami comments from beside him. Al wants to respond, but is cut off, as a bevy of clapping comes like a strange invisible rain shower upon him. “Can I hide now?”

 

Tokimi actually makes a note. “~ Perhaps we should consider that. ~” ..nevermind she had wondered about the rest of the Universe the System governed. She had heard of other `Sectors' that handled such matters within the System, but the workload of just upkeeping this section of Heaven just didn't give time to consider such ideals and realities. And the workload was `not' just simply magnified. It could make it's own universe, in the name of bureaucracy.

 

Something for later indeed. There was a smaller concern at hand first, such as what Al sweats under.

 

Tsunami giggles, and returns to her console. Aleaic looks over at this, and.. “Wow, looks like a crystal harp.”

 

“~ Indeed. An icon of Heaven, used for Mortality's benefit. ~” Tsunami puts euphemistically. “~ Here, I can check the strength and structure of my Portfolio, that which I govern. I can also cross reference code sets and command needs, with requests as I require, with other related Portfolios, or though the Primary Admins, access unrelated Portfolios with case basis requirements.

 

We can also download and view Spells, Upgrades, messages, and more from our Portfolio station. ~” Tsunami speaks, as she dances her hands across the angelic interface, a beam of light from a small blue crystal is linked to her forehead Sigil. A slight glow from her silver-blue interface clasp in her mane is also noticeable, as occasionally, a beam of light jets from the clasp, bends and weaves to the appropriate section intended, or to the Admin as Tsunami described. “~ I also can relay reports and such to update as required for my Portfolio, and Certification standing. See that up there? ~” Tsunami looks `way' up, as Al does so and...

 

“Eh? They look like transparent holo-status screens.” Aleaic comments, as his sight meets a NUMBER of enormous floating screens, `orbiting' around the `pillar'. Then Al sees a number of smaller such `screens' further outside the inner circle of screens. They all are chalk `filled' with unreadable (for a mortal anyway,) code data that continuously pours into them. Occasionally, a screen will float over to a station, or before the Admins, before heading back up, the information apparently relevant of need. The larger ones however are what's indicated. “~ Indeed. They are the summary datafiles that The Father, and the Holy Council view, way up there. ~”

 

Al whistles `very' much impressed. “Talk about a way to know `Everything'.” Tsui and a number of Admins nearby giggle at this. Al wants to just go back home again. Tsui decides to alleviate to another tidbit. “~ Here. ~”

 

A screen then `drops' right in front of them both. Al notes it's a pretty basic looking three column setup. It's a long list of some sort, with the ones near the top blinking in gold, the rest in dull silver. A number are blinking red for some reason, and one is blinking even moreso than the rest. “What is it?”

 

“~ Remember that List I mentioned? ~” Al's eyes go WIDE! “This.. this is the Wish list for Mortals!? Whoa!!!” Aleaic SMACKS his forehead `really' hard, which a few of the same nearby Admins cringe in reaction. “Wow. Then it really was all true? The engineering and all that stuff?” Al says, instinctively placing a hand on Tsui's right shoulder, which to she moans slightly. Al misses this of course. “But ...but.......... wait a tic.” Aleaic says, taking the same hand from Tsui's shoulder, and pointing to the inordinately flashing entry. It's at the top of the list, but slightly apart from the main list.

 

Al's heart skips when he realizes. “....th.... this is me......... isn't it.”

 

Tsunami suddenly stops what she's doing, as Al rubs his head with a sigh. “Sorry...... guess I couldn't help... but..”

 

“~ It's alright. ~” Tsui starts with a sadness hinting in her voice. Al responds by caressing the crystalline interface with a finger, noting the perfect smoothness. “~ I.. I should have realized better. Is this why...? ~” ..and she then feels Al squeeze her shoulder. She reflexively rubs her chin upon it.

 

“As I should have, when I made that call a few days ago. I... I had no right to mess things up again. I'm sorry. But... I `do' promise to set all thing right when we get back.” Al looks deeply into Tsui's pink eyes, and then kneels to hold her hands softly, yet intently. “It's `you' I want to spend my eternity with, and no one else. It's always been you, more than even I think I know why. And since I'm in Heaven to swear by this, you know my words are truthful then.”

 

Sasami nearby, twinges with a sad look, hidden by her angle from her Sister and Aleaic. Tsunami though takes Al's hands, and kisses them. “~ That.... is why I love you so much Beloved. ~”

 

Al smiles, before a TON of contented sighs ply the heavenly air just then. Al considers his room again for the PERMANENT vacation spot yet again. “Aw come on!!”

 

Tsunami giggles, and turns back to her work. She got what she wanted.

 

Al stands, and then looks around again, daring not move from his spot for anything! He sees the Admins and Support staff float and mull about on tasks, even a few that Tsunami interacts with, with most being female, and every (female) winking at Al no less than five time at least. Al can only think, and STOPS that train of though, before a flurry of celestial eyes either goes googily over him, or `very' disdainful. (He swears he can even feel such as tactile and all.)

 

“(Reminder to self: Never think like a `man' when in Heaven. It's `unhealthy' just to the imagination.)”

 

Al also notes more the apparent support `staff' of Tsunami's, and even Sasami's own, as a trio of lower level Goddesses each help with ancillary tasks for both higher level goddesses, with one even conjuring Al a seat when they note he's standing longer than is healthy. “Thanks.. *OW!* ..leg cramps.”

 

And for awhile of this, Al just sits and keeps looking, taking a drink of scenery now and again, though never with a need to hit the `john', as it were. “(Why is that.)”

 

“~ Um... it's heaven dear. We don't require of... `such'. ~” Tsui puts perfectly simply, which Al just lets go with a nod with. “Lucky.”

 

And more of the same, and more of Admins and such. Finally, the awe begins to wear a slight bit. Even with Heaven as it is, a sense of... monotony, begins to permeate. Al keeps his trap shut, les he be offending, but even after a `while' of this. “Um... I... not to be... you know.. rude.”

 

“~ I understand dearest, but you must realize, it's been three and half years since I was last at my station. My updates are quite lengthy. If you wish, you may rest in that seat until Sasami and I are done. It should not be too long. ~”

 

Al only nods, and stretches, wondering `how' long it's been since he entered Heaven. (Another twist of the mind there.) “Maybe I... I...”

 

He never realizes the Sleep Spell that one of Tsui's aides uses from behind him. Apparently reading her mistresses mind perfectly. Al slowly drowns into a fade of soft darkness, crested by the holy light. “I could use a.... nice.... ZzZzzzz.” Al zonks out. At least in Heaven, you don't snore, sorta. And all for good reason.

 

On Earth, only a half day has passed.

 

Heaven: Two days.

 

Al would awaken in another `three' heavenly days, which is what Tsunami requires to compete her updates. Sasami completes a bit before her, due to less time on Earth, though only a Mortal `day' at most. Tokimi comes over regularly for business. All goes rather smoothly.

 

And when all `is' finally done. Al never sees `this' all coming by a Parsec.

 

---------------

 

*The Lab.*

 

“~ Well, at least he left out the annoying adjectives. ~”

 

(note: The author currently is burning `pics' that could have been used against him, in response to the `adjectives' used in describing the... Realm..)

 

“~ Note this. ~” Washu hits a button, and the author... um... crispy. “~ Ok! Back to the story. ~”

 

“~ WHO are you `talking' too?! ~”

 

Washu arcs her head backwards over herself, and sees Yosho and... Ket? “~ I'd tell, but then I'd have to reformat ya both. ~”

 

Keturia sweats a tic. (Buckets such.) “I imagine the pain would be `noticeable'.” Which to Washu giggles roughly through white teeth. (Or is it fangs..) “~ It could be. ~”

 

Washu then looks down, and notes that one pair of hands are held rather tightly. “~ I see Lady Funaho was direct once again. Not to mention insightful. ~” Which to Yosho and Keturia BLUSH like an instant sunburn. “~ Y.. you could say that. ~”

 

There's another slight `detail' noted. “~ I also see you were `changed' back. ~”

 

There's something to be said about ultra-highly polished floors. One: Vampires are easy to detect this way. (Hell Core silliness and all,) and two: It displays Yosho's `youthful' features, akin to Ketira's equally youthful. Washu's plain `old' either way.

 

***Author was replaced by a new one at this point in the series.***

 

Washu: *Breathing maniacally/insultedly* “~ `Old' just means I kill quicker!! ~” ..holding some Fourth Wall mega-blaster. Yosho and Keturia have backed up to the exit by the way. “She's...... fun.”

 

“~ After a few eons, yes indeed such can be said. ~” Yosho puts in. They soon feel safe enough to return near the Red One of Destruction, whom finishes straightening out her mane, with Infinite Facet's help. “~ Um.. so I hear you found something with Achika's Program? ~” Yosho starts to divert the story back to something internal. Keturia still smells something cooking off topic. “Ick. Author flesh.”

 

“~ Oh. The Axis Template. Yep, I sure did.. And to be blunt. I haven't been this worried since the Bug Incident of the Bronze Age. ~”

 

Ket thinks better of asking. “~ Wise my dear. ~” .. “Thanks.”

 

Washu chuckles. “~ Well, can't say I didn't lose my betrothed to someone I didn't like. ~”

 

Keturia then turns a shade embarrassed, with worry and guilt dashed in. “Am I meddling too much again? I just couldn't hide my feelings anymore, I just..” Ket's worries are met with Yosho's `young' comforting hand on her shoulder. Washu though speaks. “~ Hey. If Lady Funaho saw this coming, I cannot complain. If you haven't noticed, your Brother started a trend around here. ~”

 

Ket more than comprehends. “And I thought it was only Kiyone that was smitten.”

 

“~ `And', I think it may have something to do with the Axis Shift I got going here. The Drift has enough to attest to what is becoming what I think Father was telling Lord Tenchi earlier today. Mortals and Immortals may start to grow intimate relationships, which may be the signal for the next Evolutionary Phase for the System. This isn't just some coincidental story plot to move us to start getting `busy' either. Heh, Love can even move Systems it seems. ~” Washu gains a good bit of humor from this. The two newly revealed lovers laugh in tune as well. Yosho then looks softly upon Washu. “~ I fear Ryoko may not have taken this one well, when she found out. ~”

 

Washu sighs, and Ket turns introverted a bit again. “~ And with your `secret'? ~” ..mentioning the fact that Yosho hid his true façade, as Ketira found out, when Funaho all but forced Yosho to dump the disguise, with the Hand in presence as well. All this prior to Kiyone's date, so attention was well centered with Tsunami/Sasami and Aleaic away.

 

Tenchi was as shocked as Keturia was, when he revealed his `true' form. The `unintended' part, was when Ryoko, going Tenchi-hunting, ended up phasing into the Office, the setting of this soap-suds opera, just as Yosho was dropping the disguise. The intended present, didn't note Ryoko's entry, until the HARSH yell of surprise (ear splitting quite,) Ryoko suddenly made.

 

Tenchi btw still had a `hum' in his ears when Kiyrosa arrived for Kiyone. Probably will still have it in Version 9.0 of this series. Needless to say, Ryoko didn't stay long. Tenchi had only been around long enough for the truth to be told, as Funaho in her Match-Making Portfolio role, enforced Yosho to be as Truthful as his station requires. (The disguise even had been borderline approaching an etiquette breach by Heaven's standards, and Funaho intended that `more' than one truth was dealt with. (The other Funaho, as a Mother with access to Yosho's Network, was nowhere as fooled as the readers had been at that point. Not that `we' were expected/intended to know.) When Tenchi learned, he was reserved some concerning Yosho, but was easily tempered by Ket's now known love for the god. Blessing was easily given, as was from Funaho. After, Tenchi left to find Ryoko, singularly this time at that, while Funaho saw her `damage' was done, and bade them both tidings.

 

After she left well...

 

**The blueprint for the `mugging' that followed, was set in Part Two, Page Twenty-Six [mussed hair and all..]**

 

Their lips are still a tad `sore', needless said. “~ I believe our daughter will live. ~” Yosho just remarks.

 

Washu haughts out a laugh. Then before Yosho or Ket can ask an obvious `next' question of Washu. “~ Oh don't worry you two. I already got a few `candidates' lined up myself. Can't go without plying the Garden of Father's works no? I was ready to move on anyway. ~”

 

Ket for once, has an imagination, as livid as her Brother's, which Yosho gulps a bit, not used to such imagery. “~ I... guess per nor, and devices replete. ~” Washu just `chuckles' her evil bit. Ket just sighs. “What have I begotten into?”

 

Just then, Achika and Misaki enter the Lab, both chatting away like a Class-Three Typhoon. When they reach eyesight of the Axis `Chamber'. “~ Oh Washu. I hear the results are Compiled. ~” Washu nods to the Mother of Happiness, Culinary, and the Hand, as well as to the Mother of Royalty, and Eternity, the latter a Council Member of high regard to boot.

 

“~ Indeed lover girl. ~” Washu snippets, which Achika blushes (though hardly ashamed,) before.. “~ Forget ye not of it Lady Washu. ~” Achika blandly puts in a mock defensive tone, which Misaki add a giggle unto Washu's, Yosho's, and Ket's own laughter chimes. In fact, Washu can't help, but remember the TERRIFIED face of the mortal still clutched to, when Washu `requested' of Achika earlier that preceding morning. That bed sheet was never held tighter. (Or revealed more. Poor Nobuyuki. =^^= )

 

One mind wipe of a mortal later, and Achika finally saw the initial results of the Tracing Program. And now, the initial sight of the Program Compile, the others see for the first time, is added to with Achika's stark GASP! “~ H... how could it be off by THIS many degrees?!? Are the diagnostics for the Tracing Program, still within specs? ~”

 

Washu pops up a holo screen in front of Achika, which Misaki looks at over the Portfolio of Destiny's shoulder. “~ `Too' accurate I fear in truth. The Axis is that much off angle, and while the act of new relationships between certain celestials and mortals are affecting this, in percentage, it's only three percent, verses the sixty-eight degree off balance shift, between the Mortal and Celestial Axises. Something is `definitely' causing the bleed of celestial energy into the Mortal Plane. ~”

 

Achika though.. “~ But...... it was only thirty-seven percent when I saw this, this morning before Sensei and my daughter left! *Looking cutely thoughtful..* Could it be that Sensei is `that' big a hit in Heaven? ~”

 

Washu would have responded with a quip, but in EERY Aleaic-like fashion, except Keturia then makes a strange sound of disdain. “Knowing Brother, if that happened, we'd seem him screaming past us any moment now.”

 

“~ Quite true. ~” Washu uses instead. “~ But nay. Sensei may be a hit in Heaven, but this is based on separate parameters completely. In fact, the rise in the Drift acts more like a door slowly being opened. And more to this fact.. ~” *displaying numerous display holos in front of everyone, though Ket gives off a bleah look of confusion next to Yosho's `screen'* “~ ..the energy composition of the Drift seems to `blurt' a door, or Gate of somekind, starting to open.

 

The numbers though, I suspect with calculations, may run the Ratios into the percentages of thousands before the `door' opens completely. Something doesn't open something like `that' without reason. I'd like to know whom could cause this in the first place. ~” Washu adds ominously. “~ Misaki. ~”

 

“(~ Aye? ~)” Said Mistress of Support responds. “~ I think I'm going to need to have a talk with Father, once I nail down the particular energy patterns used. I have a `bad' feeling as to the cause of all this. ~”

 

“(~ You and me both Goddess. ~)” Misaki pipes in.

 

Keturia, for her part, tries to ask. “Um, for the unknowing mortal in attendance here. What is....?”

 

Yosho is the one that answers. His face when he says it, even youthful now, is chiseled with worry. “~ Something I fear, we more, that may make worry of Hell Core moot. ~”

 

Ket readily gulps.

 

---------------------

 

*Tekomi. 2136 Hrs.*

 

“{~ *BORED yawn...* Shoulda robbed a sake' arcade before staking out here. ~}”

 

Ryoko, the occupant of the top of an antenna spire, has been tracking the progress of the `date'. So far, for her mind's eye, it's been boring. It was supposed to be all better than thinking of what she saw, and then learned from Tenchi later about Yosho. The face alone brought back `bad' memories. She just dropped it all like lead, and returned to the `game' at hand instead. Not that she was seeing anything much.

 

“{~ How come he had to be as wimpy as Sensei. Man, just make a `move' on her already. ~}”

 

Ryoko, with her Hexvision, is watching the `slow' progress of a simple date. So far, a dinner in a wholesome restaurant, a romantic vid-flick, walks with the usual banter and chatting, a normal, wholesome date. Ryoko got more bored, when Kiyone began acting normal even, instead of being a nervous wreck. Now they are window shopping, as Ryoko easily reads the mind of the mortal detective. She soon concludes that Aleaic apparently had a long lost twin.

 

“{~ This is like Part One in Spades for livid's sakes. Maybe I should find a hoodlum to terrorize. Would make me feel better. ~}” Ryoko smirks, guessing that messing around here, would only get a lecture from Tenchi, assuming Kiyone didn't overreact alone. (After Eons around Mihoshi, ANYONE would be a short fuse to a nuclear detonator. Especially if done during her very first Earth-Sphere style date.)

 

As such, Ryoko guesses staying would be a waste of time. She'd have more fun using her Mother's potion stock to mess with Kiyone GREATLY on the second date. It'd be far less innocent then. “{~ Heh. I can cook a Spell or two for you two. ~}” The Hybrid quips to only the cool wind.

 

Despite, the couple continue to window shop, oblivious to anyone else at all. Ryoko then yawns again, stretches, and then `stands' upon the Spire, and looks around. “{~ Okay. Where's some fresh mortal meat at? *Rubbing palms* ~}”

 

Ryoko is too intent looking around, that she fails to note another slowly closing in on her. Then, a moment later..

 

“{~ What do `you' want?” ~}”

 

“{~ The blood of a Traitor. ~}”

 

Ryoko never looks back to acknowledge, as the wind swirls a bit around her now.. “{~ Took you long enough to track me down eh? ~}”

 

“{~ No. Just this long to feel like dealing with you Ryoko. ~}”

 

Ryoko does bother to turn. “{~ Nagi, you may think you were better than me. But the last time we fought, I wasn't a Hybrid. I was still better than you as a mere Demon. As hybrid, you can forget it I think you should leave. `Now'. ~}”

 

The wind starts howling between the two sudden hostiles. The next words... “{~ Then I won't bother to tell you about the bounty Lord Kagato put on your head afterwards. One I can still collect on. ~}”

 

“{~ Whatever Demon. ~}” Ryoko says, flying her hands about unimpressed. “{~ It's not like he's amounted to much since the Incident anyway. You both are pretty pathetic nowadays. ~}”

 

“{~ SAYS YOU TRAITOR!!! ~}”

 

Ryoko finally has to react, as two Hex Blades are BARELY blocked in time by a `vicious' throw from the Alpha Demon Agent! Bare heartbeats later, the Blades are locked together in a equally lethal parry! Ryoko sees the bloodlust in Nagi's eyes, and decides to match it.

 

“{~ You picked on the WRONG Demon to mess with tonight Nagi! I'm already PISSED enough today!!! ~}”

 

Nagi is the one suddenly THROWN back, as Ryoko SLAMS her back with a barbaric blow, and then quickly follows up!!

 

------

 

*Below*

 

The one thing that floods Kiyone's mind through the entire date, up to this point, is: “(~ Father, I hope I don't do something stupid. I don't want him afraid of me. ~)” ..her mantra even.

 

At the very least, the amount of this train of thought has diminished greatly, as she realizes that Kiyrosa has been harboring about exactly the same feelings. The fact of whom he is with isn't the cause. Her echo mine reading of his mind has leaked enough of a strong desire for companionship, and if anything, the whole evening was intended to be as non-forward as possible. (Hard to believe they're both hard-nosed cops.)

 

And it's when they are in the middle of window shopping, that Kiyone decides to open into the mind of her companion, and be more aggressive. If anything for `her', she all but doesn't want to go back to the residence tonight if possible. And then at this point, she decides to find out how far she can go to achieve this simple result.

 

She wants the companionship as badly as he does.

 

That's when she finds out, as they look at a jewelry boutique, that he's imagining how Kiyone would look in several necklaces, and even semi-planning which `to get'.

 

“~ I like that one. ~” Kiyone pegs in, trying to be helpful, with one she already noted what he'd like to see on her. Strange twist he then thinks. “It would look.... beautiful.. on you.”

 

Kiyone can't help but blush. “~ If... you say so. ~”

 

“I `know' so.” Kiyone gets to experience the `heart skip' for the REAL first time. “~ Wh.. why do you...? ~” ..which beats suddenly fast when Kiyrosa's hand take Kiyone's.

 

“Because I can imagine you being beautiful. And this would be moreso.”

 

The tone in his voice suddenly tells Kiyone, that he `turned a corner' as well apparently. Though the look on his face is chiseled in `goofy' instead. Course Kiyone can imagine her face is about the same. So she musters out..

 

“~ Thank you. I truly am. ~”

 

*BLAM!!!*

 

They, along with the semi-busy traffic in the area, suddenly are forced to look up, as a series of oddly colored explosions suddenly FLARE up in the sky, over the tallest of the buildings! The path it takes begins to move across the roofs and tops of antennas in the said area. A series of loud screeches can be heard soon after.

 

“What in?!” The mortal Detective shouts up, though the immortal version is seething through her teeth. It's coincidentally that because of Kiyrosa's presence, that Kiyone hasn't already gone up and dealt with this matter. Which by Dimensional signature alone, tells her whom is responsible. “(~ Damn them both! If they hurt anyone here... ~)”

 

Suddenly, Kiyone sees Kiyrosa quickly move past her. “I have to call in the Squad Kiyone!”

 

“~ Wait!! ~” Kiyrosa stops suddenly as much as he started, when Kiyone pulls something out of the simple, yet dimensionally deep purse she is carrying. “~ Use this CPU to call! It'll be too slow otherwise! ~”

 

Kiyrosa is impressed. “Thank you Kiyone.”

 

Strange moment for touching hands, when Kiyrosa takes the CPU from Kiyone, but halts when her silken skin makes contact. Then.. “Sorry.” Kiyrosa says, and then swiftly opens the CPU and dials his Security Squad unit.

 

“~ N.. No... problem. ~” Kiyone belatedly says, and then grips her feelings from enamoration, to deft fury, as she looks back up. “(~ Ryoko. I swear... ~)”

 

--------

 

*Above*

 

The vicious exchange of Hexfire also starts a prolonged chase. Ryoko gives as good as she gets, as Nagi tries to puncture past Ryoko's Gem Hex Shields. Ryoko though finds Nagi's Hex Barriers are equally sufficient.

 

“{~ Damn, you Demons just can't take a HINT!! ~}” Ryoko spits, as she levels several Ring shaped Hexes at the former Demon Agent ally. Very former at that, as one of the Rings latches on at Nagi's Mid thighs, and Ryoko has the Ring SQUEEZE with all her hatred of a half Demon!!!

 

“{~ AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! ~}”

 

“{~ HAH!! SERVES YOU RIGHT DEMON HACK!!! ~}”

 

*SNAP-CRACKLE!!!!*

 

Hardly the cereal of ancient mode, as Nagi suddenly WRENCHES the Ring into a explosive fracture!! The Hex shards explode in midair before contacting any of the roofs, though an antenna takes a hard hit. “{~ SAYS YOU TRAITOR!!! ~}”

 

The next attack is so incredibly fast, that even Ryoko can't avoid it!

 

The sight is of a FIREBALL that engulfs Ryoko, for mere agonizing seconds, before she drops headlong into a dive!

 

“{~ What a weakling wench. ~}” Nagi insults before chasing QUICKLY after the Demon-Goddess!

 

-------

 

“Got em Kiyone! They'll be here in a few minutes!”

 

Kiyone nods, though her gaze is still trained upon the battle only `she' can see clearly from everyone's vantage. “~ They better get here fast. ~”

 

Kiyrosa is about to ask further, when Kiyone suddenly has a WIDE eyed look, and.. “~ AHHH!! GET DOWN!! ~” Kiyone screams, and tackles Kiyrosa to the ground, just before a LARGE FLARE buckles down through the area!!

 

The flames never reach the street level however, as Kiyone uses a hidden sent Spell Shield, silently thrown up at the last second, just as she was covering Kiyrosa! The Shield covers the whole of the nearby intersection, for about three floors up. She finds she overdid it when she realizes the effect, just as when Kiyrosa helps them both back up somewhat.

 

“Are you okay Kiyone?”

 

The Core Detective nods weakly. “~ Sorry... about that.... ~”

 

“Huh? About what?”

 

A LOUD energy screech bellows from above, as the fight suddenly starts to draw to ground level more.

 

Bad.

 

“~ We... better clear... out of here Kiyrosa. ~”

 

“Call me K. And you may be right.”

 

Just as they get up, seeing the formerly crowded area already utterly cleared of spectators now, and try to vacate themselves, ANOTHER Flare throws them back down!!

 

“AHH!!”

 

“~ NOOOO!!! ~”

 

-----

 

“~ WHAT IN!?!? ~”

 

Washu is reading the sudden spikes in energy coming from Tekomi proper all of a sudden, and quickly realizes the cause.

 

“~ WHAT IS THAT NITWIT DOING THERE!?!? AND............... eh? *SMACKS FACE!!* Tenchi, you noble minded Dope! ~”

 

Then she thinks for a second. “~ Wait a tic. What `is' a Demon Agent doing here anyway? ~”

 

The hands begin to FLY amid her holo-keyboards suddenly.

 

The others had already `left' by then.

 

-----

 

*Tekomi Downtown*

 

*WHAM-FLARE!!!

 

................CRASH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*

 

Ryoko becomes the first to taste high-modern human engineering surfaces, as she is HEAVED into the side of an office building, casing a cascade of fiber-optic and glasssteel particles to fly all about! Nagi quickly hovers near the caved in wall, with a Hex bolt ready to finish the job.

 

“{~ Who is the `pathetic' one, hmm?! Can't even last a short battle before you cave in. No wonder Kagato saw you as defective from the start! ~}”

 

Ryoko of course reacts by EXPLODING out of the wall, and SMASHING Nagi and herself into the opposite building!!

 

“{~ No more than you are now Agent! ~}”

 

Nagi swiftly reacts and arm throws Ryoko away, but not before Ryoko's Hex Blade cuts deep into the throwing shoulder, and sends a gush of Demon blood onto Nagi's garb. “{~ AUGGHH!! DAMN YOU WENCH!!!!!!! ~}”

 

“{~ Now you are less. ~}”

 

Nagi seethes. “{~ ERRRRRRRRRRRR..... and as will `you' be, with this entire CITY in a microsecond! ~}” Said as Nagi suddenly channels more then enough energy to level the TOWN!

 

“{~ Now WAIT a DAMN minute!! ~}” Ryoko suddenly protests.

 

“((~ Indeed. ~))”

 

Both turn suddenly, and see an fully armed and armored Angelhawk Avatar with Sword leveled at Nagi's head, all of a few inches away when Nagi turns and sees it.

 

“{~ By the..... ~}”

 

“((~ By `nothing'! I suggest you desist from this course Agent, les my Sword has to do so. ~))”

 

Nagi is BRISTLING with a terrible anger, but also with terrible fear. The RAW Power of the Hand AT first hand sight, is too much for Nagi to brunt or bear! “{~ If ....if .....if the Hand emboldens to `force' such. But I am not through here by FAR Core rejects. ~}” Nagi spits a last. This is retorted by Ryoko with... “{~ What, and lose flavor in this story? Wouldn't dream of it. ~}”

 

Tenchi levels a smirk at Ryoko, as Nagi animalisticly growls and then Hex Ports away in a ANGRY flash!! This leaves a Hand and Hybrid alone. “((~ Gee. Cheerful is she not? ~))”

 

“{~ I prefer rabid Class-Two's. ~}” Ryoko spits, and hovers rubbing her neck.

 

“((~ Gee, by the `way' Ryoko. ~))” Tenchi starts with an accusing tone used. Ryoko gulps and stops fussing over herself. “{~ Y. yes Tenchi dear? ~}”

 

Tenchi powers down to his normal state (for an immortal such.) “~ How come you are `out' here anyway? I was trying to find you around your usual places at Sensei's residence. Care to explain? ~” The tone is more pointed now. Ryoko groans and rubs her ginsu knife shaped, cyan mane. “{~ Oh... that... well you see. ~}”

 

Just then, a Spell can be felt, and makes both look down towards it's source and cause-effect. “~ A Temporal Spell? ~” Tenchi says with confusion. “~ Who..? ~”

 

“~ ME!! ~”

 

One word to SHOCK them all, immortal that is, as Kiyone suddenly is floating astride her counterparts of the residence of chaos, as Law of Hope hovers behind Kiyone, it's hands sparkling of the current Spell Program in progress. “{~ Oh. Lady Kiyone is here. Nice dress and Angel combo... ~}”

 

“~ Stifle it. ~”

 

Said Detective is `fuming' out the orifices of her melon, while below, all time has stopped, as well as motion. “~ For one thing. `Lady' is to be used only by my boyfriend down there, AFTER we mind wipe this mess out of their heads down there.

 

And TWO, concerning this `mess'. *Calm breath...

 

...well..* JUST WHAT THE HEAVENS WERE YOU `DOING' AROUND HERE ANYWAY?! I THOUGHT TENCHI WAS YOUR `INTEREST' RYOKO!!! ~” *...ya.* Tenchi catches his mindset after Kiyone's berating. (And nose..)

 

Ryoko then feels two (three technically) sets of less than pleased eyes settle dourly upon her.

 

“{~ Oh great. ~}”

 

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*Hillside.*

 

*PHASE!!*

 

“{~ *Fire-plomph* .....so? How did it go? ~}”

 

Minagi sees a TOTALLY peeved Nagi, holding her shoulder where she was cut deep, with a PEEVED façade. She then sees Nagi grab the pine cone Minagi just burned, as well as two more from the pile she has been burning all night, and.. “{~ GUESS!!!!! ~}” ...stuffs em down Minagi's demonic mouth!

 

Two Demon nights now ruined. (How much more `number one' can Nagi get? Jeeze.. =oO= )

 

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*Inside*

 

Around the vidscreen in the residence living area, Achika, Keturia, Funaho, and Ayeka watch the news of the apparent explosions that rocked downtown Tekomi a short while ago. Of course the `experts' say it's domestic terrorism by leftists that want a sovereign Japan from the rest of the Human Sphere.

 

Some things never change. =--=

 

In reality, the truth is known by these four, and the rest in residence that is either immortal, or Kerensky family. “Gee. And you say Kiyone already did the mind wipe on everyone there?” Keturia asks through her pastry of cheery filling. “(~ Indeed. Kiyone is renown as a thorough detailist. She's usually in charge of System overhauls when we need to do them at times. Duty was a fine Portfolio for her. ~)” Achika and Ayeka quickly nod to Funaho's explanation.

 

Just then, footsteps from upstairs. “So you heard about it too?”

 

“Father.” Ket turns around and gives a pleasing smile, as Terrai comes down from a shower. “Though the truth is...”

 

“I heard. Lady Mihoshi is... forward.” Terrai gruffs a partial chuckle/groan out. Ayeka groans purely. “~ Forward except in her primary duties apparently. ~” Achika giggles openly. “~ Something my son is learning differently I believe. ~”

 

Ayeka gives a `strained' look at her beloved's parentage, like straining a mop through a grinder. “~ I... I think.. that is not... you see. ~”

 

“(~ Time with a mortal has... what say I. Um, loosened thee? ~)” Funaho says with a sip of evening Darjeele. “(~ Mmm, good flavor. ~)” Achika gives a weak defense. “~ Blame Noby. I say he shouldn't be so forward with.. um, you know that. Uh.. ~”

 

Three females give the Alpha of Destiny a DRY look. “~ Someone must be `talked' too a lot each night as well. ~” Ayeka puts with a drawl of tea. Terrai just coughs after hearing all this, and decides to excuse himself. “Pardon. But business of the Sphere I believe. Indeed.” Terrai departs with, leaving well enough alone the facets of the female way. (..what? You `LEARN' stuff over 700 years man!!)

 

Then as this passes, Achika inevitable draws into a glazed, dreamy state. The other three leave her to her fantasies. “Um, she's gone again.” .. “(~ Verily. ~)”

 

“~ Any word from Sensei and his `day' at the `beach'? ~” Ayeka asks, which to Funaho giggles. “(~ Nay more than the nap he's still taking. Tsunami had a lot of tasks to complete, but she's about to finish shortly here. ~)”

 

Ket mulls the thoughts of her Brother actually in Heaven. “I'd hate to say it. But I'm still partially jealous he's up there right now. Though knowing him, he's fiddling with his mannerisms to the `hilt' up there. He's probably.. *starts to giggle* ..afraid, that he'd get zapped for simply forgetting his manners when he sneezes. *HEAVY giggling*”

 

Ayeka matches Ket's giggling. “~ While not so forward, he can be `reminded' his manners, if he forgets them Lady Keturia. We reform pardoned sinners many times you know. ~”

 

“Al will fit `right' in then.” Ket prods more.

 

Just then, the kitchen hatch slides open, and Misaki enters with a fresh tray of tea and snacks. “(~ These should be my best yet. ~)” Ket and Ayeka look gleefully at the new comings. “Are they peach this time?” Misaki nods cheerfully.

 

“(~ You have taken to the food preparation in Sasami's place well, Sister. ~)” Funaho says impressively to a gleeful Misaki. “(~ Of course. I don't get to do it much back in Heaven. ~)”

 

“~ As long as it's anyone but Ryoko. ~” Ayeka mutters out, trying to prod one in one an absent Demon-Goddess. Misaki.. “(~ Deeeeeaaaaarrrrrr. That wasn't `nice' Little Ayeka sweetie pie. ~)”

 

Ayeka bristles the `label', but doesn't stand for this reason. “~ Oh no Mother! Not in the realm of COOKING I `shan't' be so forgiving. The Demon could immolate a cold steak on the hoof, in an ice box, on Sol-Pluto! ~”

 

The rest blink their eyes, and nod. “Can't argue there.”

 

“(~ Afraid not. ~)” Funaho adds with Ket's bland approval. Misaki pucks her lips. “~ Then to be fair, I will inform Ryoko of that dearest. ~”

 

“~ I.... HEY!! MOTHER!!!!!! ~” Ayeka spikes back with a PAINED look!! Misaki just looks `innocent'. All of a sudden, Achika then suddenly PHASES from the couch! “Huh? Achika?!”

 

“(~ *Sigh.* Destiny is at hand for Nobuyuki, it would seem. ~)” Funaho `puts'. Ayeka and Ket look flat all of a sudden. “I didn't need to hear that.” .. “~ Agreed. ~”

 

Funaho giggles, and then perks her head up some, looking generally. “(~ Oh... Sensei has awoke. ~)”

 

“About time, the lazy bum.” Ket says, and enjoys the strudel flavor she wanted. That is, before Funaho suddenly giggles a bit more `heavy' than usual. Keturia looks. “Eh? What is it?”

 

Funaho keeps giggling, which is joined when Misaki suddenly does so, which makes Ayeka CRINGE. “~ She's freaky. ~”

 

Misaki manages out. “(~ Oh.. *hard giggle* ..my. Sensei is going to realize something I suspected all along. ~)”

 

Ket taps the coffee table impatiently. “For the rest that don't know, Lady Councilites.” Funaho gives a `knowing' look to Ket suddenly. This though confuses Ket greatly instead. “(~ It's a good thing Achika has her own `focus'. Because Sensei has a second he doesn't fully realize yet. ~)”

 

Ket and Ayeka just trade a `what?' look. =oO=??

 

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*Heaven, Core System Central*

 

“(...................................wh............. wha? ..........wow, it `is' Heaven to get a wake up call like this.)”

 

Aleaic quite slowly comes to, as the deep and warm fire he knows so well begins to flood his senses, as he regains them. As if the warmest blanket has suddenly and invariably wrapped it's wholesomeness around and about him, deeply entwining him with it's fathomless embrace.

 

His hands instinctively wrap around the face that comes into focus in his vision. Heaven within Heaven indeed he so dreamily believes. “(Talk about perfection.)”

 

He notes something a bit odd though, just as the face draws away from him. “(When did she change her forehead markings?)”

 

“Tsui?” Al mutters as the façade draws fully away. “Tsui did you...?”

 

“~ It's time to go Beloved. ~”

 

Al flutters with his eyelids, and wipes the cruddys from them. “Man. Guess I was pooped out.” He says, and then remembers his location. This time though, it's... eh? Deserted? “Huh? Where is..?”

 

The once bustling System Central is actually devoid of the activity he had fallen asleep to. The lights are dimmed to a dusk emerald green and bronze effect around the Central Information Spire. The rest of the chamber has only the same pigment illumination around the base of the main platform. The very highest area far above is totally dark.

 

“Tsui?”

 

Hands claps around his neck, and a nose nuzzles his right ear. “~ I'm here beloved. ~”

 

“Did I sleep though the `entire' shift or something? I thought you guys couldn't do weekends?” Al asks with only a teal strand and a slender nose in his right edge sight. “~ We can still do breaks. You could call `that' a weekend if you want. In anycase, the updates are completed, and we can go. ~” Tsunami puts with a cheerful tone. The sound of this tone makes Al forget everything else. “Ahhh... umm... oh the Beach right?”

 

Tsui giggles and pecks the top of Al's melon before he gets up, stretching. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yeah. That, is a comfy chair, I must attest to my compliments.”

 

“~ I will relay that to my assistants. ~” Tsunami helpfully offers. Aleaic only chuckles. He looks around then. “Where's Sasami?”

 

“~ She went ahead with Lady Tokimi just a bit ago. ~” Tsui says simply, but with `something' in her tone that is kinda off key somehow to Al. “Okay.” Al says with a cocked eye, but can't discern more from Tsui's perfect smile.

 

Al flat forgets all this when as they leave the Central Platform, as they have to float down, which Al forgets with a PANIC for a moment, of the weightless nature of this realm to the mind. Al still thinks with his feet planted conventional, and panics from such a vein. =^^=

 

After Tsunami helps him by assisting them both down with a float.. “Gee.. heheh... now I know how Wendy felt with Peter that first flight. Though, am I in `Never-never land' here? Kinda feels such to me.”

 

Tsunami giggles her golden voice. “~ You are funny beloved. ~” Though Al still rubs his skull at this. “My mother was the only one that ever said that about me before you. Everyone else thought I was a flat comedian.” Tsui just looks at Al softly anyway. “~ Then everyone else is missing out. ~”

 

From here, they continue on, floating that is, to the outside, where a strange soft spring like effect is in the Heavenly air and scenery. “Did I miss something? Are we in Maine?”

 

“~ No silly. This is how Heaven looks when we are on break. Everything takes a softer feel when we relax. Keep in mind the landscape is malleable to the large scale mood of it's residents here. Reside here and you'd even see swamps on our dourest days. ~” Tsui says with a clench of a hand over Al's own. Aleaic just lets it all go after this. “Um.. swamps? Uh, not really all that. This I can work with though. Oh yeah.”

 

They then soon approach a wide bowl shaped area of pearl and swirling embedded veins of jewels of many varieties. This apparently is a branching point to several other wider platforms, through either tunnels or rises with steps leading to these platforms. They end up taking an upper rise, and reach a series of shimmering portals, embedded in pearl and marble, rounded depressions. A ethereal haze of white floats amidst these portals, where there are by Al's count, twenty-three. “What, a non-standard number?” ..of those he can see.

 

“~ What? Heaven can be flexible. ~” Al belches out a GOOD laugh here. “Now THAT was funny.”

 

Tsunami giggles, and then suddenly just pulls Al towards the left central portal. “Is that where...?”

 

Al never finishes his query, as Tsunami literally yanks him with her, through the portal! Al's experience with the portal, is like walking through the finest silk door arch curtain `ever'! “Shhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrr.”

 

That thought DIES though, as his next vision.

 

And it IS.

 

“By............ our Combined Father in Grace.”

 

And it is...

 

.................Meh`benth........

 

......................................Heaven's Shoal.

 

“~ Welcome to The Beach, Beloved. ~”

 

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Journal Entry - 24th April 3420

 

*Recording Terminal / Module 1276F* (I think.)

 

I `had' to write this all down as soon as I got back from Meh`benth, since the sheer SPECTICALE that I was greeted with, simply was too much to believe, without writing it down here! (I had Tsui and... uh.. can't believe her too. Well, they helped.)

 

I just don't know where to begin with this description. But the one thing I should point out as the apparent cornerstone of this place, was that it was all with an effect of the most ethereal softness the eyes can imagine, yet with the ultimate clarity of detail with it. This is not double talk. This is what I SAW! Blurry yet sharp somehow! Incredible!

 

Well, for a first, my eyes were greeted by the sight of a PURE white beach of... sand, I guess. It had the consistency of silk, and the texture and effect of sand grains of all jewels, precious metallics, crystals, pearls, and marbles, all which gave off this prismatic effect as the.. um, sun, or something of a light source, gleamed upon the `sand'. And since this was Heaven, the sand wasn't hot to the touch, rather a cool-warmth feel that was pleasing to the foot touch. And kinda ticklish too, almost as if it was alive itself. =oo=;;;

 

The `beach' ran up to a sea of, well... ah... sometimes blue as sapphire, to sometimes white as holiest, to sometimes silver as a sheen chrome glean, to... well, if it had a color of perfection to meld in from one second to the next, it DID! The waves generated out of this chromatic sea of beauty, were always giving off sparkles of blue, green, and white with each crest struck upon the `sand'. It was gorgeous. I cried a bit seeing it.

 

The horizon of the `sea' ran with the beach to the ends of eternity apparently, as since the eye was shown the run of the sea-beach meld, to a perfect crescent bend in both directions, indeed into forever. And the actual `horizon' lent to a sky that words pale unto! The sky had the most perfect pearlalescent clouds, that partially covered the `sky' behind, which was at the horizon, `the' perfect sapphire blue.

 

This melded into... my goddesses... a midnight sky that shown beyond the clouds, into a starscape that made my jaw DROP!! I swore there were actual galaxies and other major celestial bodies in the stellar scape that extended over a titanic section of the sky, well above our heads!

 

And then, behind us, was an apparent extension of the Core Superstructure, as great templesc like structures of pearl, with crystal, gold/silver, and jewel that ran great bands upon the holy white surfaces, seemingly sculpted from a dream, as much as from perfect aesthetic beauty, floated here and there! They even extended at places, well over the `beach', and well over the sea, as if they were like some floating hotel resorts or something, even city like things that were meant to be there! Tsui then helped in explanation, that all this, was apparently an enormous complex of water park type slides, some that ran right into the sea! They even ran in.. well.. runs, towards a LARGE series of pool like lakes, ones that were sculpted of the same angelic materials. Some behind the beach line, and others `amidst' the floating cacophony. It could easily be noted, that along with the massive structures, some of the branches and roots of the Great Tree itself extended to the sea here, as this made the `sea' a major Holy Water source. (Nope, no demons about either. Forget Neo-Undead or other such. =^^= )

 

I didn't argue this point either.

 

And then as the theme suggested, great swaths of Palm Trees grew hither and tither, with the leaves the most emerald green I had ever seen on such plants! Then I saw structures that jutted out from the `coast' behind, with those large `lakes', that could be immense piers, though these were as sculpted as the rest of the structures were. It all seemed nearly alive, as if a massive angel had stretched it's immense wings over and amid this sea of the holiest. The breathtaking sights didn't stop there man!

 

Then I saw portions of this `one' structure, apparently floating amidst the other more static ones, as separate platforms, with most having a rounded and stretched out look, like they were built around a pocket of air or something, all that seemed to hold them up! Each had at least one rounded spire, and several lower vanes each. Their physical makeup matched the main superstructures exactly.

 

And then the sight of the Great Tree seemed to grab view even more than I first noticed! Great patches of what seemed a canopy of sorts, along with other smaller tree laden structures, these separate from the `others' already mentioned, all helped to cast in waves, quite enormous palls of shade that cast a cool light blue over areas, for whatever need of shade from whatever comprised `too much' sun here. Heck, I'm not fully certain how it can get `hot' here! Maybe I can think it, but the feel of `real' heat doesn't seem to happen here. It's hard to explain. I'll move on here.

 

I then noted that many of the structures, while all rounded and sculpted to have a nearly living quality to them, also has an apparent function. If you ever had been to Miami Beach, or any tourist beach with all the immense super hotels along the beach fronts, then take that and multiply the effect a trillion fold or something, one `might' come close, as least fractionally, to what my eyes were showing my overawed brain. Many of the portions of the superstructure apparently acted as gargantuan hotel fronts, and many of the structures that stretched forth, were tourist type flavor functionaries. Even arcades and shoppes that catered to the lay god or goddess that was of want!

 

I could even `see' a sea shell shop version as soon as I recognized it as such!

 

But despite all this massive cacophony of sight and sound, the place has as open a feeling as one could get. One did `not' feel enclosed in, with all these immense structures, organic and celestial alike. The heavenly blue sky (or starry where noted,) could be easily seen with a glance just as easily wanted. And all of this, these marvels, just on the grandiose scale of sight, and on first sight at that!

 

And then Tsunami floated me up a distance, and to my amplifying shock, the `ground' level hid something else extraordinary! There were apparently `three' seas. There was this one `ocean', that actually tiered over two more!! These gave off actual waterfalls WITH EACH even!!! How I couldn't see this from ground.. er.. sea level, just BLOWS my mind even now!!

 

But then I was told this was the multi-faceted-dimensional nature of Meh`benth. If apparently I could somehow go high enough, there could be seen just whole swaths of tiers and crescent extensions of ocean and beach, all set up in a broken up, multi-faceted and tiered `Plane'. Sorta like an actual plane of existence created by the Goddess of Beaches. (And there is one even! =Oo= ) The `center' of this `sky' that all of this surrounded, in a 360 degree arc apparently of all imaginable distance, turned out to be a `window' unto a primordial Genesis of sorts. The more `central' one looked here, the more you came closer to the `Big Bang' area. (If one still held to the original term, though `Ultima Event' is a term used for this these days. Yeek!)

 

But of course, one can't have a Beach in Heaven, without the particulars themselves.

 

You want Goddesses, oooooooooooooooooooooohh boyo.

 

You want Dimensionals, oooooooooooooooooooooohh, yeah yeah.

 

You want Celestial, name the flavor and facet you have in mind.

 

You want Avatar? There were those too, though something `here' was disturbing to note.

 

You had Alpha Class, Beta, Gamma, Admins and Support Goddesses and Avatars, Trainees, Seraphim, Templars, Angels with said Goddesses everywhere, Angels of their own being. Arch-Angels, Solars, Planetars, Laterns, Guardians, Guardinals, Holy Beings, Heroes, Gods, Dimensional Beings, (and I mean ACTUAL living pockets as ACTUAL beings!! Ahem..,) Messengers, and even beings from mixed pantheons, (some stranger than the next,) some I never could imagine could have existed. (Even with all the Uber Sci-Fi novels and vids I had read/seen up to now!! The ones with some weird belly popping creature can't compare to THIS!!!

 

I hate documentary films btw. Usually.)

 

Meanwhile, they all (the residents here at present,) took to the expansive Beach, the equally expansive Sea, as well as the superscape behind/over/around us. They took to the Sky, to the ocean tiers all around, and even took to the `SKY' as if an Ocean of it's own make, to swim in apparently! They all, flitted and floated about, as such higher evolved beings apparently do. (I felt small for some reason.)

 

But I come back to the disturbing fact, that whether by chance or design, I found out that an impressive majority of the celestials (collectively I will call here,) were of the feminine nature. The male Avatar quotient apparently, was `bulked' some by the Immortal Heroes quotient, but this still only made the fractions, as... uh... how did Tsui put it to me?

 

A ratio of 7:1.

 

That's `females' verses `males' want you have. (Yeah, eyyup, you got it.) I wasn't very comfortable after hearing this somehow. But I then simply considered by that point, that I was a pathetic and lowly mortal type scum pus bucket, beneath such notices of this swath of enormous and incredible majesty. So I thought it'd be a LOT of ignoring as a result, and thereby alone time with my Beloved. I even planned it for all to be such. I mean not `all' of Heaven could bother with the likes of shrimpy moi and all. Not a problem.

 

Yeah.

 

How `wrong' could one mortal get. What happened in Core Central should have made a CLEAR warning of what I received soon next. Not to mention my current `problem' I have to deal with.

 

Heaven's help me........... no WAIT, Heaven's DON'T HELP ME, PLEASE!!!!!!!!!! AGGGHHH!!!!

 

*End datarecording.. 0349.23..*

 

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*Present... err, one supposes.*

 

“~ Well, what do you think Beloved? ~”

 

Aleaic, after managing back a semi level of sentience from having his mind ASSAILED by all these ultra-majestic sights allayed unto and before him, can only... well...

 

“Duuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.......... .......... urp.”

 

Tsui ever giggles and just kisses Al on the forehead, which has a Calming Spell Program within, that does the trick as advertised, as Aleaic finally gains sense back enough to be coherent. “Eh? Oh! Heheh... sorry, guess this all blew my mind. Somewhere between completely and oblivion.”

 

Tsunami giggles some more. “~ Then you are impressed, such as the compliment displayed. It's not without notice. ~” Al clasps Tsui's hand softly. “Only for you it shalt is..”

 

Tsui beams a smile that equals the sunshine here, and they start to take a few steps (or is it `floats') towards the beach, still clad as before, both staring at each other intently, when...

 

“~ *YELL!!* ~”

 

“EH!?” Aleaic SHOOTS his head towards the beach again, and... “They look happy...

 

..and............. approaching? Ah ..Tsui? What's going.. *stepping BACK!* ..on!?” Tsunami is a bit surprised also, as a throng of celestials are suddenly approaching them!!! (GAWD!!! =@@=!!!)

 

It's not long before they are surrounded by said bevy of said celestials! “~ It's really them! ~/~ Can we get your autographs?! ~/~ What a hunk! ~/~ Like wow! ~/~ How angelic can you get? ~/~ Can I grant you a wish? ~/~ Wow, a real mortal. ~/~ Is it true they were the only ones left? ~/~ Yeah, It sounded `so' romantic! ~/~ You both look great together! ~/~ Can I borrow a kiss!? ~”

 

The crescendo clamor continuously clash cascades completely as the crowd literally surrounds them both!

 

“Tsui! I think they like us for some reason!”

 

“~ Apparently. ~”

 

“::~ HEY HEY HEY!!!! Give em some space already! ~::”

 

Sight goes to the sound on above, as Tokimi floats down, in something of a number, that makes Al's face turn a BEET red! “(That... is skimpy.)”

 

“~ Of course it is. ~” Tokimi says, as she hovers above Al and Tsui, as the rest of the throng give space, though most are eyeing Al intently. “~ It is The Beach, which means my best swim suit. Remember this number mortal? ~”

 

Al gulps and half shivers. “How could I `not'? I didn't think such a suit could actually break with decency codes, given how `few' there are on Sphere beaches.” Tokimi just smirks. Tsui just teardrops.

 

It's a shimmering strip of `something' silk like in nature, that acts as a bikini two piece, one that runs from the lower cut, and attaches to the upper, with both making sharp `cuts' around the curves, making for a `lethal' sight of amber, bronze and emerald, with a large red gem upon the cleav... um, area. Al remembers it TOO clearly, as it was used when Tokimi had accosted a date off of him. One which ended up being `attended' with Tsunami, Tenchi, Sasami, and Achika as well, so as to give `shielding' to the situation. (Thank you Achika!!)

 

Which actually didn't help much, when they were at the local Tekomi Water Park (strange back flash for the current place noted,) and Tokimi tried to `pretend' to save Al by tripping him into the pool. This was dumb really, since Al swam like a fish. But the `weight' of suddenly heavy water on Al at that moment, could have sunk an Super Deluxe Space-Sea Liner with the force used, if however brief. (Dang you Tokimi!!!)

 

Tsui of course saved the day, when she used a quick Tidal Spell to shunt the water out of the pool he was in. This meant a pool of the size of six Olympic pools was flushed out ALL at ONCE!! Tokimi, and then rest of the community for a three block radii were quickly DRENCHED!!! (Al still chuckles about that result still.)

 

“~ Funny eh? ~”

 

“YEAH!? SO? You nearly DROWNED me that day, darn it all! I like breathing!”

 

Tokimi just shrugs. “~ Yeah yeah, so bill me. But you still lived. And everyone here gets to see one of the architects of the Reinitialization in person. Oh, and you too Tsunami. ~”

 

Tsunami nods genuinely, not taking offense. Al though is a bit put off. “'Oh and her' nothing. WE did it, and if not for her, I certainly wouldn't have been able to help her! The heck with the notions I had much to do with all that! Thank `her' before you ever thank me!”

 

Tsunami is blushing fiercely from this display, as much as everyone celestially-`else'-wise is oohing and aahing in reaction. Tokimi is giggling like mad.

 

“~ Oh dear me. You shouldn't have really done that mortal. ~”

 

Al looks from Tsunami to Tokimi in turn. “Um, why pray tell?”

 

“~ Because mortal. Around these parts, nobility is considered an aphrodisiac. Might as well put celestial armor on you. ~”

 

Al gulps, and looks anime thoughtful (teardropping/sweating as well.) “Um, can I be lewdly disgusting to counteract this? I can do that.”

 

Tokimi shakes her head, her shimming, honey brunette mane swaying in the holy sea breeze. “~ Nay. You'd be acting cute then to us. ~”

 

Al then notes that as noted ratio wise before, most of the facades present, are feminine in creation. (Uhboy.) They also tend to have a sultry blush plastered on most of their perfect faces, not to mention their array of skimpy clad swim wear. Al reacts to all this by moving closer to Tsui. “Can I `really' go home now? Pleas........ eh?”

 

Tsui then turns her head, and Al looks over, whom is struck with the fact, that Tsui's façade now has an even `deeper' blush upon it, and is looking at Al with a `very' sultry after look with it. It's in the angle of the eyes that Al's known for three plus years, that gives him the indicator, that he's in SERIOUS danger.

 

“Guys. You.. you're all freaking me out here. (Hewlp.)”

 

“~ He's even sexy when petrified. ~/~ I wonder what else is. ~/~ Should we find out? ~”

 

Al tries to act tough. “OKAY!! STOP!! ONE WOMAN... er... GODDESS MAN HERE!! GIMME MY SPACE WILL YA!?!” Said with a strong stance, and a finger in the air. Striking pose.

 

It doesn't work.

 

“~ Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh... talk about a `strong' will. ~/~ My face just gets warm hearing him shout like that. ~/~ Can you do it again? ~”

 

Al steps behind Tsui when they look like they're closing in a tic. “~ Uh.. Tsui, Tokimi. Stop this please? ~”

 

“~ Hon? ~” Tsui starts by wrapping her arms behind her, and around Al's head, pressing her body upon his. “~ You should know something... else. ~”

 

Al gulps, and tries to step away, only to be blocked by Tokimi suddenly when she appears behind `him'! “HEY!!”

 

“~ A Mortal in Heaven... ~” Tokimi continues, and Al begins to sweat heavily. “~ ...is a rarity here. The only ones that ever come here alive, are the most worthy.

 

And `such' is completely arousing to us. ~”

 

Al suddenly finds himself in a goddess sandwich of sorts. (This should be more enjoyable than it is!) “~ Indeed Beloved. And I no less am affected, by your human nature here Aleaic. ~”

 

Al's will breaks at this point, as it's CLEAR that he's in such a predicament, that his next action is from TOTAL animal instinct!! “Okay....... I think I understand. I get ye.

 

Cya.”

 

“~ EH!? ~/~ How? ~” Tokimi and Tsunami blink, and see that Aleaic SOMEHOW is GONE!! Everyone is looking around frantically! “~ Where did..? ~/~ How did.. ~/~ WHERE did..!?! ~”

 

“~ THERE HE IS!! ~”

 

One Beta Class with an ebony Angel extended from her, both point to the far way to everyone's left, as Al is running like a BAT OUTTA YOU KNOW WHERE!!!!

 

“I *HUFF* DON'T *WHEEZE* LIKE *HAFF* IT *HORSE WHEEZE* HERE!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

Tokimi suddenly is RILLED! “~ OUR QUARRY IS ESCAPING!! AFTER HIM DIMENSIONALS!! HE MUST BE PLEASED!!! ~”

 

Aleaic hears this from afar, and yells from FARTHER! “LIKE HECK I WILL!!!!!!!!”

 

Suddenly Al looks behind him, as a WAVE of a celestial beach going Host crescendos after him in a MASS of angelic FORCE!!

 

“WAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

SOMEBODY HELP ME IN LORDS NAME!!!!!!!!!!!! GAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWDDDDDDDSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!! Whataworldwhataworldwhataworld!!!!”

 

Tsunami is left alone, as she giggles this situation. She knows Aleaic is in no real danger. Not even the very Beach landscape itself would dare harm him. The matter comes down to when his legs will give out. (Or if the Beach intercedes upon him. It `is' a living entity of a goddess after all.)

 

“~ My poor beloved. *giggle* ~” This as the sight of one pitiful mortal being chased by a beach clad heavenly HOST continues back and forth over the white beach in an anime display of such a ridiculous looking chase, Tsunami continues to watch just as Sasami comes up behind her.

 

“~ So, Al found one of the `perks' of being a hero in Heaven huh? ~”

 

Tsunami nods, though the voice that talks to her, is nearly a perfect mirror to her own golden voice. This though doesn't surprise Tsunami for some reason. Rather, when she looks over.

 

“~ So. How does being Ascended feel Sister? ~”

 

Across from her, a `mirror' smiles back. “~ Bigger. ~”

 

“~ Care to change in the angel stalls with me Sasami? ~”

 

The suddenly grown up `Sasami' nods cheerfully. “~ Sure. ~”

 

Just before they head off, they look to where Al is still being chased all over The Beach and back. “~ Should we save him Big Sis? ~”

 

Tsunami just giggles. “~ Beloved will be fine. This all will do good to drive such feelings out, before the wedding commences. Tokimi suggested this herself. ~” Sasami however cocks an eye. “~ You sure that's wise? You know how `she' is. ~”

 

Tsunami shrugs. “~ Tokimi knows her place as much as I do. She can be `reminded' of she pushes it. Shall we? ~”

 

They head off, leaving Al to fend for himself. (Father art thou his Name help him. =--=;; ) Just as they reach the changing stalls though, Sasami asks Tsunami something that actually jolts her, though Tsunami had been expecting this question ever since they were merged as one, back prior to, and even during the Reinitialization.

 

Which makes this no less complicated.

 

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Something can be said about a Heaven made sunset on The Beach.

 

One: It gives off the most replete romantic atmosphere possible.

 

And Two: Shadows of a Host mob can stretch a good ways. Not so much as for the lone mortal still running for eternal LIFE!!

 

“GET AWAY FROM ME DANG IT ALL!!! WAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAHAAAA!!!

 

TSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII III!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

 

(End Part Eight (Version 8.4) ...)