Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Ryoko's Sacrifice ❯ Chapter Six ( Chapter 6 )
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By: RingPrincess 
Ryoko's pregnancy is taking a toll and now there are visitors!!!
Anime/Manga: Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.19.2003 | Pages: 5 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Ryoko's pregnancy is taking a toll and now there are visitors!!!
Anime/Manga: Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Drama / Comedy / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 01.19.2003 | Pages: 5 | Words: 1.9K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
A/N Nope don't own them. AIC and Pioneer do
however the ideas in this story are mine, if you wish to use them contact
me FIRST at either ring_princess@hotmail.com or ring_princess2001@yahoo.com the worst
I'll say is no.
Ryoko's Sacrafice
Part Six: The Royal Family of Jurai
by N. RingPrincess
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After Washu dumped a bucket of cold water on her daughter to wake her up,
and announced the arrival of the royal family to the rest of the household.
There was a frenzy of preprations to get ready.
In short, Washu began to lay empty dimensions over rooms and extended
places to add more room. Like she had done with the closet.
For instance, Tenchi had his room back and Ryoko had one, in the exact same
place in a different dimension. The next room also had two rooms on it, one
in the same dimension as Ryoko's, that was the nursery. The one easily accesable
was guest room, soon to be a room for the Emporer and his two wives.
All ran around, cleaning and arrangeing.
Ryoko usually sat on the coach and watched, having been banned from lifting
anything by Washu.
Aeka sighed, and wiped her hands off. "I hope that mother and father are
able to rest on this vacation."
Ryoko nodded. "I think that they would need to relax after awhile." She
shrugged. "I, however, will not be able too."
Aeka snorted and gave the once pirate a sideways glance. "The world does
not revolve around you."
Ryoko shrugged and smiled. "No, it is just that I am worried about this whole
pregnancy thing."
"Thing?" Aeka raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow.
Ryoko sighed. "Nevermind." Her shoulders slumped and she began to head up the
stairs. She looked down at Aeka from the top. "I just don't want May hurt."
Aeka flushed a bit. "I said I wouldn't say anything, Ryoko."
"I know. But, we can't keep it hid forever. I will start to show." She bit her lip.
"Sooner or later."
Aeka had to laugh. "I can not wait to see you fat in reality, pirate."
Ryoko laughed as well. "It will be quite a sight. Night, Princess."
"Night."
Ryoko made sure the door was closed before opening it, and stepping into her
own room.
There she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
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Ryoko slouched down the stairs, lately there seemed no way for her to get
enough sleep. She blinked her eyes slowly, trying to get the gummy feeling
to dissapiate.
"I am just so glad, little Aeka that we are here." Ryoko heard an enthusiastic
motherly voice babble from downstairs.
She inwardly cursed and shook her head to clear it. How could have she forgot?
Today was the day that princess' parents came.
She slowly walked into the living room. "Good Morning." She said, her voice
a bit forced. Exhaustion etched in every detail of her body.
"Morning Ryoko? It is past noon."
Ryoko's eyes widened and she frantically looked for a clock. "I. . .I
even set my alarm." She groaned, then her stomach growled and then she
flushed.
Sasami laughed. "I saved you some food."
Ryoko sighed. "You are a life saver, Sasami." She gave the occupants a
slight nod and headed towards the kitchen, at the doorway she turned
around and cocked her head. "Where is Tenchi?"
Aeka sniffed. "Guiding Aunt Funaho to the shrine."
Ryoko rolled her eyes. "She knows the way well enough." She muttered
something to the effect of, "She been to there and my cave often."
Aeka narrowed her eyes. "Stop being crabby."
"Excuse me, princess for living." Ryoko snapped and retreated deep
into the kitchen. A sharp "Ryo-ohki, out of the carrots." was heard,
along with the clanking of dishes against each other and the metallic
clang of silverware.
Tenchi returned as she was eating, his quiet voice mixing with hers. He
exited at a faster pace from the kitchen.
"Tenchi, that is MINE! You of all people should know better." She yelled
from the kitchen.
"Ryoko, stop being such a baby." Aeka yelled back.
"Then tell Tenchi to stop stealing my food." Ryoko bellowed. She sauntered
into the living room.
Tenchi snickered. "You had more than enough, you wouldn't miss that little bit."
"All right, that is it." She found the pillow she had been using before and
began to attack him with it. Her teeth bared.
Tenchi started to laugh and began to tickle her with one hand as he searched for
a pillow with another.
Sasami threw him one and he gasped out a "Thanks." before attacking the
pirate again.
Aeka put her head on her hands and shook the former. "Both of you."
Washu bounced out of her lab, and stopped short at the sight. She snorted.
"Ryoko Hakubi, Tenchi Masaki, unless you want to be repairing more pillows.
Desist."
The rolled in opposite directions. Ryoko glared at Tenchi. "Next time I am going
to stab you with my chopsticks."
"I am so afraid." Tenchi supressed chuckles.
Ryoko had to giggle. "Nah, I'll just start using a fork."
Tenchi crab walked backwards. "I'll leave your food alone. I swear."
She grinned. "Good idea."
Washu sighed. "Both of you need to settle down."
Tenchi bounced up and held out his hand to Ryoko. She levered herself up upon it
and Tenchi wrinkled his nose. "I have feilds to do."
"Don't forget not to kiss the dirt with your grandfather." Ryoko advised, adjusting
her clothes.
"You always say that."
"At least it is a double negative, Don't not. I could just say don't." She pouted.
Misaski bounced up. "He is training with me today, anyway."
Ryoko raised an eyebrow. "I might just drag myself up there to see this."
"Lazy."
"I'm exhausted, you. . ." She bit off the end of her sentence and shrugged. Her eyes
conveying the rest of her message.
Azusa gave her a sharp look and Ryoko avoided his eyes. "I need to take a nap."
"You just got up." Sasami pointed out.
"Then I'll go watch some TV or something." Ryoko said philosphically. She
hid a yawn. "I don't understand, why I am suddenly so tired?"
"You can nap in my lab." Washu opened the door and beckoned her foward.
"Sounds heavenly." Ryoko stumbled towards it and the door closed behind her
with a click and a soft shroom.
Sasami opened the door to see the old broom closet and narrowed her eyes.
"How is Ryoko?" Azusa asked suddenly.
Tenchi frowned. "Other than tired all the time, fine."
"She eats." Sasami piped up.
"Quite a bit." Aeka said drily. "Shall I show you two your room, you can show Funaho
later."
"No need to wait for later, sisters-daughter." Funaho's musical voice resounded
through the room. "Since Washu is unavailable."
Tenchi gave a slight smile. "You have lots of time to speak to her."
Funaho gave him an odd look. "You know something I don't, young Tenchi."
Tenchi shook his head. "Not in that area." He bowed and headed towards the
carrot feilds.
"I wonder." Funaho shook her head.
Aeka tensed slightly but headed up the stairs. "This, Tenchi is next door and a dimension
down and next to you is Ryoko."
The three nodded as Aeka opened the door. Misaski sighed and went in. "It is wonderful, don't
you think so, husband."
Funaho smiled softly at Aeka. "You must have put a lot of thought into this."
Aeka flushed. "I didn't, Ryoko did."
"Ooohh." Misaski cooed. "We must thank her, sister wife."
"Indeed."
"I'll leave you to settle in." Aeka backed out.
"We'll be down soon, Aeka." Azusa growled. "I need to see my son."
Aeka grimaced. "Yes father. I am sure he will be glad to see you too."
"I didn't get to talk to him last time."
"I am sure this time will be different Father." Yosho spoke from the doorway.
"Thank you Aeka."
Aeka brushed past her brother. "It wasn't a problem."
The door shut behind her.
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Yosho smiled at his parents and sat down on the carefully made bed.
"Things have changed, here." Azusa observed.
"Things always change in this household." Yosho said wryly.
Funaho sat down next to her son, and on a love seat under the window, Azusa and Misaski
sat.
Yosho sighed and removed the mask that Tsunami had given him. "I am thinking that you
have ulterior motives for being here."
"We must visit our children sometime, Yosho." Misaski chided.
Azusa grunted. "Not all of them are our children."
Yosho smirked. "True."
"So, what has changed?" Funaho placed a hand on her son's arm.
Yosho placed a hand on top of hers and patted it. "I am not the one to tell you."
"Tenchi seems to have relaxed." Funaho smiled. "He was talking non-stop on the way
up to the shrine."
"Really?" Yosho raised eyebrows.
"Basically reassuring me that there was nothing to worry about." Funaho shook her head. "I
told him that I wasn't worrying. He gave me the strangest look, but grinned afterwords."
"Ryoko didn't finish one sentence. It also isn't like her to be sick." Misaski piped
in.
"I am not the one to ask, or to tell. You must ask the people involved themselves."
"Son. . ."
"I can not father." Yosho gazed at Azusa. "They have trusted me with the secrets
they carry. I am a priest, and that trust is sacred."
"We will see."
Yosho gave his father the same look that Tenchi had given Funaho.
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Ryoko stretched as she left the lab. One hand unconciously rubbing her stomach.
'Just a minute and mommy will get you something to eat.'
"Ryoko, it is good to see you awake."
"Oh, hello Funaho." Ryoko smiled, her fangs peeking slightly over her lips. "How
has your day been? Settled in?"
"Very nicely, to both questions."
Washu bounced out. "I heard you wanted to talk to me your highness."
"Yes, it is about. . ."
"No."
"You have not changed your mind."
"I will never change my mind on that matter."
Ryoko looked between the scientest and the queen. Shrugging her shoulders she headed
towards the kitchen. "Need any help Sasami?"
There was a crash of dishes and a mumbling of apologies from Mihoshi.
Ryoko shook her head and entered the rest of the way. Carefully stepping around glass.
Washu glared at Funaho. "Next time," she hissed. "Do not talk about my daughter like
that in front of her."
Funaho blinked.
Washu snorted. "Perhaps a new form is needed." She advanced to her older self and proceeded
towards the kitchen. "What did you do this time, Mihoshi?"
Ryoko stuck her head out. "Only broke half the dishes."
"Oh, nothing serious." Washu waved a hand airily and an exaltant cry came from Sasami.
Ryoko grinned. "Mother, you should stop doing that."
Washu raised an eyebrow. "I have no idea what you are talking about Little Ryoko."
Ryoko rolled her eyes, and sat down next to Tenchi.
Funaho came in after Washu and sat to one side of Azusa. Misaski was already seated on
his other side.
Yosho eyed the gathering. "It is good to have all the family together." He nodded wisely
and picked up his chopsticks.
"Yes, it is good." Aeka agreed, on the opposite side of Tenchi. "And so is the food, Sasami."
Ryo-ohki miyaed agreement and they all laughed.
'Yes,' Ryoko thought. 'Life is good.'
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however the ideas in this story are mine, if you wish to use them contact
me FIRST at either ring_princess@hotmail.com or ring_princess2001@yahoo.com the worst
I'll say is no.
Ryoko's Sacrafice
Part Six: The Royal Family of Jurai
by N. RingPrincess
--------------------------
After Washu dumped a bucket of cold water on her daughter to wake her up,
and announced the arrival of the royal family to the rest of the household.
There was a frenzy of preprations to get ready.
In short, Washu began to lay empty dimensions over rooms and extended
places to add more room. Like she had done with the closet.
For instance, Tenchi had his room back and Ryoko had one, in the exact same
place in a different dimension. The next room also had two rooms on it, one
in the same dimension as Ryoko's, that was the nursery. The one easily accesable
was guest room, soon to be a room for the Emporer and his two wives.
All ran around, cleaning and arrangeing.
Ryoko usually sat on the coach and watched, having been banned from lifting
anything by Washu.
Aeka sighed, and wiped her hands off. "I hope that mother and father are
able to rest on this vacation."
Ryoko nodded. "I think that they would need to relax after awhile." She
shrugged. "I, however, will not be able too."
Aeka snorted and gave the once pirate a sideways glance. "The world does
not revolve around you."
Ryoko shrugged and smiled. "No, it is just that I am worried about this whole
pregnancy thing."
"Thing?" Aeka raised a perfectly manicured eyebrow.
Ryoko sighed. "Nevermind." Her shoulders slumped and she began to head up the
stairs. She looked down at Aeka from the top. "I just don't want May hurt."
Aeka flushed a bit. "I said I wouldn't say anything, Ryoko."
"I know. But, we can't keep it hid forever. I will start to show." She bit her lip.
"Sooner or later."
Aeka had to laugh. "I can not wait to see you fat in reality, pirate."
Ryoko laughed as well. "It will be quite a sight. Night, Princess."
"Night."
Ryoko made sure the door was closed before opening it, and stepping into her
own room.
There she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
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Ryoko slouched down the stairs, lately there seemed no way for her to get
enough sleep. She blinked her eyes slowly, trying to get the gummy feeling
to dissapiate.
"I am just so glad, little Aeka that we are here." Ryoko heard an enthusiastic
motherly voice babble from downstairs.
She inwardly cursed and shook her head to clear it. How could have she forgot?
Today was the day that princess' parents came.
She slowly walked into the living room. "Good Morning." She said, her voice
a bit forced. Exhaustion etched in every detail of her body.
"Morning Ryoko? It is past noon."
Ryoko's eyes widened and she frantically looked for a clock. "I. . .I
even set my alarm." She groaned, then her stomach growled and then she
flushed.
Sasami laughed. "I saved you some food."
Ryoko sighed. "You are a life saver, Sasami." She gave the occupants a
slight nod and headed towards the kitchen, at the doorway she turned
around and cocked her head. "Where is Tenchi?"
Aeka sniffed. "Guiding Aunt Funaho to the shrine."
Ryoko rolled her eyes. "She knows the way well enough." She muttered
something to the effect of, "She been to there and my cave often."
Aeka narrowed her eyes. "Stop being crabby."
"Excuse me, princess for living." Ryoko snapped and retreated deep
into the kitchen. A sharp "Ryo-ohki, out of the carrots." was heard,
along with the clanking of dishes against each other and the metallic
clang of silverware.
Tenchi returned as she was eating, his quiet voice mixing with hers. He
exited at a faster pace from the kitchen.
"Tenchi, that is MINE! You of all people should know better." She yelled
from the kitchen.
"Ryoko, stop being such a baby." Aeka yelled back.
"Then tell Tenchi to stop stealing my food." Ryoko bellowed. She sauntered
into the living room.
Tenchi snickered. "You had more than enough, you wouldn't miss that little bit."
"All right, that is it." She found the pillow she had been using before and
began to attack him with it. Her teeth bared.
Tenchi started to laugh and began to tickle her with one hand as he searched for
a pillow with another.
Sasami threw him one and he gasped out a "Thanks." before attacking the
pirate again.
Aeka put her head on her hands and shook the former. "Both of you."
Washu bounced out of her lab, and stopped short at the sight. She snorted.
"Ryoko Hakubi, Tenchi Masaki, unless you want to be repairing more pillows.
Desist."
The rolled in opposite directions. Ryoko glared at Tenchi. "Next time I am going
to stab you with my chopsticks."
"I am so afraid." Tenchi supressed chuckles.
Ryoko had to giggle. "Nah, I'll just start using a fork."
Tenchi crab walked backwards. "I'll leave your food alone. I swear."
She grinned. "Good idea."
Washu sighed. "Both of you need to settle down."
Tenchi bounced up and held out his hand to Ryoko. She levered herself up upon it
and Tenchi wrinkled his nose. "I have feilds to do."
"Don't forget not to kiss the dirt with your grandfather." Ryoko advised, adjusting
her clothes.
"You always say that."
"At least it is a double negative, Don't not. I could just say don't." She pouted.
Misaski bounced up. "He is training with me today, anyway."
Ryoko raised an eyebrow. "I might just drag myself up there to see this."
"Lazy."
"I'm exhausted, you. . ." She bit off the end of her sentence and shrugged. Her eyes
conveying the rest of her message.
Azusa gave her a sharp look and Ryoko avoided his eyes. "I need to take a nap."
"You just got up." Sasami pointed out.
"Then I'll go watch some TV or something." Ryoko said philosphically. She
hid a yawn. "I don't understand, why I am suddenly so tired?"
"You can nap in my lab." Washu opened the door and beckoned her foward.
"Sounds heavenly." Ryoko stumbled towards it and the door closed behind her
with a click and a soft shroom.
Sasami opened the door to see the old broom closet and narrowed her eyes.
"How is Ryoko?" Azusa asked suddenly.
Tenchi frowned. "Other than tired all the time, fine."
"She eats." Sasami piped up.
"Quite a bit." Aeka said drily. "Shall I show you two your room, you can show Funaho
later."
"No need to wait for later, sisters-daughter." Funaho's musical voice resounded
through the room. "Since Washu is unavailable."
Tenchi gave a slight smile. "You have lots of time to speak to her."
Funaho gave him an odd look. "You know something I don't, young Tenchi."
Tenchi shook his head. "Not in that area." He bowed and headed towards the
carrot feilds.
"I wonder." Funaho shook her head.
Aeka tensed slightly but headed up the stairs. "This, Tenchi is next door and a dimension
down and next to you is Ryoko."
The three nodded as Aeka opened the door. Misaski sighed and went in. "It is wonderful, don't
you think so, husband."
Funaho smiled softly at Aeka. "You must have put a lot of thought into this."
Aeka flushed. "I didn't, Ryoko did."
"Ooohh." Misaski cooed. "We must thank her, sister wife."
"Indeed."
"I'll leave you to settle in." Aeka backed out.
"We'll be down soon, Aeka." Azusa growled. "I need to see my son."
Aeka grimaced. "Yes father. I am sure he will be glad to see you too."
"I didn't get to talk to him last time."
"I am sure this time will be different Father." Yosho spoke from the doorway.
"Thank you Aeka."
Aeka brushed past her brother. "It wasn't a problem."
The door shut behind her.
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Yosho smiled at his parents and sat down on the carefully made bed.
"Things have changed, here." Azusa observed.
"Things always change in this household." Yosho said wryly.
Funaho sat down next to her son, and on a love seat under the window, Azusa and Misaski
sat.
Yosho sighed and removed the mask that Tsunami had given him. "I am thinking that you
have ulterior motives for being here."
"We must visit our children sometime, Yosho." Misaski chided.
Azusa grunted. "Not all of them are our children."
Yosho smirked. "True."
"So, what has changed?" Funaho placed a hand on her son's arm.
Yosho placed a hand on top of hers and patted it. "I am not the one to tell you."
"Tenchi seems to have relaxed." Funaho smiled. "He was talking non-stop on the way
up to the shrine."
"Really?" Yosho raised eyebrows.
"Basically reassuring me that there was nothing to worry about." Funaho shook her head. "I
told him that I wasn't worrying. He gave me the strangest look, but grinned afterwords."
"Ryoko didn't finish one sentence. It also isn't like her to be sick." Misaski piped
in.
"I am not the one to ask, or to tell. You must ask the people involved themselves."
"Son. . ."
"I can not father." Yosho gazed at Azusa. "They have trusted me with the secrets
they carry. I am a priest, and that trust is sacred."
"We will see."
Yosho gave his father the same look that Tenchi had given Funaho.
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Ryoko stretched as she left the lab. One hand unconciously rubbing her stomach.
'Just a minute and mommy will get you something to eat.'
"Ryoko, it is good to see you awake."
"Oh, hello Funaho." Ryoko smiled, her fangs peeking slightly over her lips. "How
has your day been? Settled in?"
"Very nicely, to both questions."
Washu bounced out. "I heard you wanted to talk to me your highness."
"Yes, it is about. . ."
"No."
"You have not changed your mind."
"I will never change my mind on that matter."
Ryoko looked between the scientest and the queen. Shrugging her shoulders she headed
towards the kitchen. "Need any help Sasami?"
There was a crash of dishes and a mumbling of apologies from Mihoshi.
Ryoko shook her head and entered the rest of the way. Carefully stepping around glass.
Washu glared at Funaho. "Next time," she hissed. "Do not talk about my daughter like
that in front of her."
Funaho blinked.
Washu snorted. "Perhaps a new form is needed." She advanced to her older self and proceeded
towards the kitchen. "What did you do this time, Mihoshi?"
Ryoko stuck her head out. "Only broke half the dishes."
"Oh, nothing serious." Washu waved a hand airily and an exaltant cry came from Sasami.
Ryoko grinned. "Mother, you should stop doing that."
Washu raised an eyebrow. "I have no idea what you are talking about Little Ryoko."
Ryoko rolled her eyes, and sat down next to Tenchi.
Funaho came in after Washu and sat to one side of Azusa. Misaski was already seated on
his other side.
Yosho eyed the gathering. "It is good to have all the family together." He nodded wisely
and picked up his chopsticks.
"Yes, it is good." Aeka agreed, on the opposite side of Tenchi. "And so is the food, Sasami."
Ryo-ohki miyaed agreement and they all laughed.
'Yes,' Ryoko thought. 'Life is good.'
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