Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Spirits Seven ❯ A Time of Wind ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

The Lady Spirit Mage of the sacred crest Flower stormed down the hall of the Council Courthouse. through countless halls little with partraits of ancient people long forgotten adorning crimson walls with deep, forest green panelling. Gold stripes lined the wall about two inches from the marble black floor. Huge oaken doors flew past the woman as she continued her quest, how this woman knew her way through this maze of halls could only be discovered through experience, or living one's whole life in this council house, which could be called a palace for how big it was. Violet locks flew behind her as graceful legs carried crimson, now utterly angered eyes swiftly down these halls toward her destination.

Upon reaching her destination, the Lady Spirit Mage Flower stopped immediately, with the grace only years of practice would be able to achieve. Ayeka certainly was worthy of her title.

The Lady Spirit Mage stood before two huge oaken doors, much larger than others she had passed and more ornately designed. A woman with wind-blown hair was carved toward the right side of the doors so that one could only see her shoulders and an arm bent with her hand near her face. The woman held a happy gaze as she was depicted in the action of blowing leaves and petals softly frm her hand. Wind wisps wer carved into the left door along with more leaves and petals. The solid gold door knobs betrayed not the inhabitants status.

This day however, the designs and appearance of the doors did not amuze Lady Ayeka, her business concerned the woman within these door. The Lady Ayeka scowled before swinging the surprisingly light doors wide and entering a lavishly decorated rooom. Light and dark blues, and hard wood adorned much of the room with velvet wall hangings and plush sofas. Glass tables were scattered here and about and few oil lamps were set atop applewood shelves posted on whitewashed walls. Light blue curtains blew in the breeze of open windows which were about the size of the threshold doors.

From somewhere in this huge commune room, Ayeka heard a light laughter that seemed to have come from the breeze itself. Again Ayeka scowled and made her ways through the main to a slightly smaller, plain oak door, much like the ones she had passed in the halls, which was slightly open. As Ayeka crept closer, she could hear the sounds of other woices in the room, she listened intently.

"I got so drunk last night, I could barely see straight, and I'm sure I went to bed with at least three different guys, all good though!" One voice inside the door said as more laughed.

Ayeka burst through the door, "Lady Spirit Mage Wind! Are you drunk?! Did you get drunk?" Ayeka glared at Ryoko hard.

"Geez Miss Spirit Flower or whatever relax! I didn't do anything to hurt YOUR repurtation," Ryoko said stumbling towards her.

"And further more, your reckless wind is destroying my beautiful flowers," she steamed, "the trees are abut to tumble and the plants of the plane are in horrible shape, all thanks to horrendous winds!"

Upon hearing Ayeka's tirads, the other people of the room left. The Lady Spirit Mage of the Crest of Wind lay down on a huge, plush bed facing the illuminated white ceiling. It was close to night, the hardest time to control the extremely playful wind and Ryoko knew she would have to be careful tonight, for the Spirit Mage of Water and the Spirit Mage of Fire had warned her in advance of an impending storm.

'Stupid Ayeka,' she thought, 'she should know of this!' Ryoko wouldn't go and get TOO drunk on such and important night. If she let her winds get out of control, they could have a hurricane on their hands, and that was not in order right now. If she lost control, Lady Supreme Spirit would discharge her from the Spirts Sever and she wouldn't be able to see Tenchi anymore.

Ryoko pulled a blanket, soft and silken to the touch and dyed carefully of light blue, up to her. She could smell the water on the air. Mage Water must be working on the storm now.

Ayeka noted Ryoko's adamate silence and redoubled her tirade, "I demand you secase your winds and allow my flowers to grow! Or shall I be faced to speak with Master Mage Tenchi about this?"

Ryoko cringed, she couldn't stand anyone going near Tenchi, he may be Master Mage, but she was the untamable wind, not the grounded flower, forced to be beautful, the Spirit of the Wind had her own wild beauty, her wild cyan mane, spiky yet soft, looking as though forme by the wind itself. Her amber/gold eyes reflected the sun magnificently and her body, wrapped in a soft baby blue tunic, held an exotic beauty unmatched by any. As with Ayeka, Ryoko seemed t ofit her title perfectly, just by her physical self, untainted by her powers.

Ryoko turned to the Mage Flower and scowled, "No need to go to Tenchi, I'll calm them down as best I can, quit PMS'in!"

Ayeka cringed and growled, 'How disgusting. How dare she inhabit any position of immediate importance!' Ayeka knew she wasn't very close to the Mage Wind, after all, wind had only little to do with plants except carry pollen. The Spirit Mage Flower was closer to the Lady Spirit Mage Water, Sasami, and the Lady Spirit Mage Earth, Ryo-ohki. Sasami happened to be Ayeka's little sister, and she smiled at the thought of pride in her sister for being able to take on such a responsibility at such a tender age. Ryo-ohki was also very young, and Ayeka was proud of her as well, despite being related to Ryoko. Ayeka had never thought much of the Wind Mage, be it because of her ever-reambunctious attitude, or her irresponsibility, or, Ayeka would never admit it to anyone, but perhaps ti was because of her beauty and ample body, plus the fact that Master Mage Tenchi always seemed to be looking more Ryoko's way. They both were in love with him, but Ayeka always convinced herself ryoko wanted him for her selfish gain, after all, she always spoke of having men every night. Maybe she just wanted to try Tenchi out, why couldn't he see that? But no, he was the typical male, always more concerned with her ample body and firm brazier. Ayeka shook her head, she had started to zone out on. . .she blushed, how in the universe could she be caught thinking of such things? It was unacceptable, unpermittable!

Ryoko cocked an eyebrow at Ayeka and crossed her arms, "Alright if that's all, I believe my personal life is none of your concern. Now, I really must ready myself for the incoming storm and I'm sure you must as well. See you at the next council, or meal, whichever comes first."

Ryoko's words knocked Ayeka off her trance. She nodded and scampered out of the door, her heart beating loudly in her chest. Slowly, she began to walk back to her room.

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