Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Tenchi Muyo: The Clone Chronicles ❯ New Beginnings ( Chapter 2 )

Author's Notes (9-3-2004): Every chapter from this one forward will be in its original context from around the time I began to write. Furthermore, there could possibly be half-ass editing and so forth from when I attempted to improve these things, which means you'll see something that's properly done, but then scroll down and find three people speaking within one paragraph. There WILL be hideous mistakes in punctuation, formatting, and what some have said to be too many … "sound effects." I'm uploading these all for one of my oldest readers, who's probably been my most vocal supporter and who also doesn't seem to mind the hideous look of these old chapters. Looking back at it, I can at least tell I've improved somewhat, and I hope you, the readers, can see that too.

Tenchi stood on the stage and couldn't help smiling. Unfortunately, the women didn't seem to see the humor in the situation as clearly as Tenchi did.

"Just so that I'm sure that I'm not losing my mind," Ryoko said, and then took a few deep breaths, "were there just six Tenchi?"

Everyone answered the question with one word: "Yes."

Still, Tenchi looked at them and tried to stifle his sporadic laughter.

"Tenchi, I'm not seeing the humor of this situation, so why are you smiling?" Ayeka asked, looking at him sternly. He attempted to answer, but there was only one problem with his answer-and that was the fact it was more laughter. Tenchi almost doubled over with it.

"It's bad enough you've strung us all along like this. Now, to just sit there and laugh at us in our faces, that's cruel Tenchi. More cruelty than I ever thought I'd see from you." Washu's words seemed to blaze a trail right through the laughter with a frightening clarity. The precise effects of her words were only made clearer in the abrupt manner which Tenchi stopped laughing. He didn't ebb in his journey from humor to serious quietness; there was just an animal-like jaunt from one end of the spectrum to the other.

Placing himself in their shoes, Tenchi clarified his position. "I wasn't laughing at you; I was laughing at the fact none of you figured my decision out yet."

"It was pretty obvious, Tenchi," Mihoshi said calmly. "Even old 'me' could see that."

"Then 'old' you would have been wrong. Just as I-and believe me, I hate the way this sounds-just as I 'chose' Sasami, I chose you. I chose you all."

The collective response to that was one word: "What?"

"Tenchi, I ... we all love you, but I don't think the six of us could share you six ... ways." Ryoko fell silent, her mouth hung slightly slacked as she solved the number game.

Meanwhile, Tenchi stood there amidst her abrupt silence with nil a word; he knew she was starting to get it, even if Ryoko herself couldn't give voice to what it was that she got. They were all beginning to understand now, as one by one the women of the Masaki household lost the ability to hold their mouths closed.

"Ryoko, why did you stop? You were right, we can't all share him six ways," Ayeka said, unabashedly brimming with complete and utter idiocy.

Her comrades simultaneously tipped over on their faces in lieu of the brazen stupidity.

Ryoko got back to her feet with all the grace of a cat, using all of her will to resist drop-kicking the princess.

The former space pirate took a deep breath and explained things to the simpleton with words.

"Ayeka, if we couldn't share him six ways and there were just six of Tenchi ..." she just let the statement hang there and hoped the princess wasn't as dense as her last statement made it seem.

"I ... see," was all the now stunned Princess Ayeka could say.

Tenchi figured he'd end the silence with an explanation of sorts. It had been so long in the making that the explanation he'd prepared was now little more than ethereal mist. Despite the feelings of dread and, possibly, an apprehension towards feeling like a child telling a grandiose lie, Tenchi had to remember one thing: These were six women from outer space. There was nothing he could say that would be unheard of by them or too grand to believe. Thus, he began with the simple things first.

"As I said, I 'chose' or rather I finally accepted the fact that I loved you all for a while now. Sure, at first I kind of wanted you gone when things started blowing up." He shot a quick glance and smile at Ryoko and Ayeka, who both smiled, but shuffled nervously under the shift in attention onto them. "The only problem with my little revelation was that it was all equal. I didn't favor one of you above the other, and every time I tried to find some favorite thing about one of you, it would immediately become present in the rest. All beautiful, all intelligent, all loving, all caring, all ... hell, you're all perfect. Now, the way I saw it, I figured I had a shot with you all at some point or another, but the aspect of hurting the rest of you just kept me in limbo.

"It was like having six people of equal strength, standing at six different spots, with six different ropes tied around my heart, and then having each one pulling to gain it. Of course being equals in every way, in terms of my feelings for you, no one could single-handedly claim me as hers. So, my heart, in effect, was choked. It was trying to run six different ways at the same time. I knew I had enough room to share my heart with all of you, but I also knew that couldn't be enough and it wasn't enough; you had to have the whole me." He looked reminiscent of the way they had grown accustomed to seeing him for so long-sad with a thin veneer of happiness slapped across it for cover. Tenchi cleared his throat and hoped what he said next would make it so he never had to hurt one of them again. "That was why I kept pressing you about the cloning thing, Washu. I had to do something to make you all happy, not just one of you. I'm sorry for making you feel used." The scientist simply nodded in response to his apology, though, that was more of her scientific mind being intrigued by his little revelation than the woman whom that apology would've meant something more to. Tenchi returned the nod and continued by saying: "The further I got into the cloning thing, the more I thought it might come up where one of you wanted to know who had the 'real' me. This posed an even bigger challenge. Another problem with cloning was the clone would more than likely develop its own personality. It wouldn't have any of my memories or experiences, and something tells me just a body without my emotional attachments to each of you wouldn't be very rewarding. So, here in lies the dilemma: How do I get my personality and feelings about you all into six identical bodies? I came out of my lab to think a little more clearly, and that's when genius struck. More to the point, Ryoko struck." To this, Tenchi smiled.

"I struck? What do you mean I struck? I didn't tell you how to do this; I'm pretty sure I would have remembered something like that," Ryoko interjected, confused, but obviously trying to remember if she'd missed something this damn important in one of her stupid alcohol stupors.

Tenchi attempted to explain. "Not you 'you,' I mean that doppelganger thing you do."

"Oh ... I think," she said, still just as confused.

"It's like this," he began again, ruffling his eyebrows together for a better way to explain. "I came out of my lab and you and Ayeka were fighting. She appeared to have the upper-hand when you grabbed her from behind and pushed her to the floor. I had gotten used to the fighting, seeing as you two never really tried to hurt each other ... I think. Anyway, after you pulled your other self up, Ryoko, I noticed you and … yourself talking. That's not interesting, but the thing is you both seemed to have the same personality. You looked the same, talked the same, and there were no discernable differences. I waited for you to leave before I searched the ground where the brawl had happened. Luckily, I found a few pieces of your hair and my barely-there plan was off running."

"You know, Tenchi," Ryoko cooed, "I would have gladly given you some hair ... some blood ... or whatever bodily fluid you could have needed."

Ryoko slightly licked her fangs, and Tenchi smiled much to her flirtatious delight. The smile turned into a frown all too soon, though, leaving the former space pirate a bit perturbed.

"Why are you looking like I did something wrong, huh, Tenchi?" To this query, Tenchi merely pointed at the women around her, all of whom looked slightly annoyed. She understood the point immediately.

Glazing past that little excursion, Tenchi went on with his explanation. "I knew a little about your genetic make up from my sessions with Washu. Luck was on my side, because your little division of self ability was on your father's side. Had it come from Washu's chemical make up, I would've been up the river, because her genetic code was too advanced for her to even figure out--"

"What he meant to say was I haven't figured it all out yet," Washu added with a stern look at Tenchi for his honesty. And despite her cross look, he smiled at her, an action that saw Washu's hostility relent and twist into a smile of her own.

"Washu showed me how to do most of the splicing and cloning with the Masses, so I was pretty much set with the hair samples and genetic maps I'd made." He paused, knowing Washu was likely to blow her lid after the next words left his mouth. "And so, for the next few years, I tried my best to combine that ability into my own physiology."

As expected, Washu piped in fully panicked.

"You did what!" Her eyes were the size of saucers, as she resisted the urge to shake Tenchi's brain back into a working order. "Are you insane? Do you know the risks, the countless ways you could've mutated?" And despite the apparent danger in whatever it was he'd done, to everyone involved, Tenchi didn't seem at all concerned.

"I felt the risk was worth the gain," Tenchi replied bluntly. "As I was saying, I didn't have the benefit of a part-human, part-Juraian guinea pig, so I became my own. It wasn't a very painful testing process, but it did hurt. So, day in and day out, in my free time, I tried and tried. I didn't think I would ever be able to accomplish it. Then about six months ago, I was examining the situation at hand again when I made a trip to Washu's lab to get her for breakfast, which was something I hadn't done in a while.

"Upon entering the lab, I saw you standing, coincidentally, in front of seven giant cylinder-like tanks. Despite feeling used, you went ahead and explained the invention.

"'In other words, they're used to combine raw energy and living tissue,' I remembered that line above all else. After finishing the explanation, Washu left me standing there in her lab. The next thing is kind of embarrassing to admit, but I stole the plans to the machine. It was one of the few things she wrote down, which was a blessing.

"I made a quick run to my lab to make copies and hopefully return the originals before she got back and saw them missing. I barely made it back in time. So, from there, I went back to my room and my lab, which, for those still wondering, is in a pocket dimension in the back of my closet. Being the simpleton that I am, I actually tried to study the Great Washu's Plans like normal book work. Naturally, it all went beyond my comprehension.

"Ah, however, the robots she gave me were able to process the schematics and mathematics in her plans. Hence, they created me a set of tanks of my own. I still didn't know how to work the console that operated the things, though, but as if Fate had a hand in all of this, Washu was a step ahead of me with her robots' design. The things were seemingly designed to simplify advanced scientific theorem, but also the mechanics by which said science needed to operate. Basically, I had a console that I could use after they were done.

"I still didn't know the repercussions of my next action, but I didn't care. I probably should have let Washu show me more about the machine, but my plan was just too needed to wait any longer. I stepped into the center cylinder after telling the robot to hit the big shiny button when I said now. My plan was this: The Light Hawk Wings were energy. My body and Ryoko's hair, some of which I took into the tube with me, was still alive despite its separation from her scalp, would act as the tissue. I was banking that Ryoko's doppelganger ability would merge with the wings' energy, which would then merge with me, since I was the biggest amount of living tissue, which would allow me to separate the way she did. If everything went as I hoped, there would be six Tenchi at the end if I repeated the process with a single different wing in bloom in each time."

"But, Tenchi, with all the possibilities you left open, you could have very well ended up a mix of Ryoko, a blob yourself, or just ... dead." Washu looked at her feet as she understood just how close he came to dying. The rest of the women just sighed inwardly, understanding it, but never seeing the failed experiments the scientist among them had.

Tenchi nodded his head knowingly, understanding his decision in ways they never would. It was easy up until that point to say he'd risk his life to save them, but it was another thing to stand there and confront the possibility, his doubts, and his fears that, even if this went right, it didn't guarantee any of these relationships would work. There was also the selfishness that he harbored in secret. They were his friends, his maids, his, his, and he couldn't keep hurting them. So, what if death did claim him in a subspace laboratory in a pocket dimension at the back of his closet? That would mean they'd all move on and be free of his indecisiveness. All in all, Tenchi got what he wanted no matter how it turned out. But he couldn't tell them that. That would just cause more sadness, more headaches, and more pain.

"I couldn't let you all sit here waiting anymore, not with the solution to our problems that close!" he shouted unintentionally, shaking his head some. "So, in my cylinder, I summoned a wing and looked at the image before me. I looked at the robot and said now. The robot hit the button, and then I felt the tug, as though something was pulling me apart at the soul. I focused on the first wing and the pain stopped as suddenly as it began, and the wing was gone. The only side effect so far appeared to be fatigue and a noticeable loss of love towards one of you.

"It wasn't extreme, but just enough to be noticed. I repeated the process four more times, bringing the total Tenchi count up to six-three to the left of the center tube and three to the right with no one left in the middle. After the fourth time, I passed out. Unfortunately, I'd forgotten to set my robotic helpers in place to help us in case of something like that. When I awoke a few hours later, I was still in the cylinder ... better yet, I was in the cylinders.

"Six of us were laying there naked and barely moving, but slowly our strength returned. After another hour or so, we finally managed to get up and out of the tubes. Each of us possessed the same mind, which was fantastic to find out. Now, all we had to do was inspect each other for possible mutations. And, I'm proud to say, there were none found," Tenchi announced to his stun spectators, who clapped before even realizing it.

Alas, it was Washu, again, who leapt in with a firm dose of reality to this extreme science project.

"Do you know what the probability of you doing that with a 100 percent success rate is?" the flabbergasted Washu asked.

"Nope," Tenchi replied. "I honestly don't care. I did it. Yay," Tenchi said with a thick air of sarcasm, which silenced Washu for a time if only to let her seethe and look on in disbelief. "Once we were sure there were no visible mutations we got dressed. Hey, don't look at me like that!" Tenchi whined as the women gave him some rather suspicious looks about all this inspecting.

"You said this happened six months ago, right, Tenchi?" Kiyone asked.

He nodded.

"Then why did you wait until now to tell us about it?" Mihoshi asked on the heels of his reply.

"That's where the problem came in," Tenchi sighed, holding his hand up to indicate silence to Washu before she went bananas and demanded testing. "After about two hours of being separated, we began to get very tired ... too tired, in fact. Of course, something else I overlooked was asking Ryoko how she rejoined. We all knew, although I don't how we knew, but we knew we needed to rejoin. So after about fifteen painful minutes of slamming into each other like Muppets, we got it. I decided that was enough for the night and went to bed.

"On the next day, and every day after, we practiced holding our separate forms. The first few times met with the same results, but slowly, gradually we started to get stronger without merging into one being to keep strength. Before long, we got the aspect of it down to where we could live without each other, literally and figuratively. Some of us even stayed in the lab while others came here and went to school, all with no ill effects. Still, we had to be certain that everything was in order, so we figured it was time to see if we could call forth the wings. The minute we did it, something was off and you could see it." Tenchi took a moment to catch his breath, leaving his spectators' minds to wander and interject possible outcomes.

"You couldn't call them?" asked Ayeka.

"No, they were too strong for you to command and you lost them to a crazy clone that got away!" Ryoko shouted, her imagination obviously having run roughshod like a dog with rabies.

Laughing Tenchi responded: "No, nothing like that at all. Each Tenchi had seven wings, six smaller ones and the seventh as big as when I formed them a few minutes ago. We presented the reverse of the wings to ourselves and it was obviously nothing. You see, we all had designated favorites among you all, as the largest wing had the face of the woman that that particular Tenchi loved most. The smaller wings still possessed all of the other women's faces, but not as clear or as large as the main woman of interest.

"However, one of the wings is remained blank. Anyhow, all this show-and-tell proved to be a draining process on us, so we all had to retreat back into one body. The Light Hawk trials played out for next couple of months without interruption until we were finally able to not only be apart without each other, but also have the Light Hawk Wings available if necessary. Now, here in the present, I just want to ask and hope that you will accept my apologies for not figuring this out sooner and keeping you all waiting for so long." Even after all the stuff he'd done, they were amazed Tenchi still felt compelled to apologize to them.

"You don't have to keep apologizing," Sasami said with a small laugh from her spot still near the kitchen door, as her contemporaries nodded their agreement.

Tenchi laughed himself, but finally agreed to stop apologizing.

"Without further hesitation, come and get your Tenchi!" he shouted like a carnival barker.

The blinding glow appeared from his skin again, and, for the second time that day, there stood six smiling Tenchi. No one made a move. His story seemed so complicated, but so simple. It was something off a TV screen, but they all came from different sections of different galaxies. Even with that, it was a little hard to comprehend the reality.

Tenchi, all of him, took the initiative. All six Tenchi Masaki's made their trip down the stairs off the stage and stopped side by side in front of the statuesque women. Ryoko had been waiting too long for this, and the body heat radiating off the guys said this was real enough for her. Immediately, she warped in front of a Tenchi she thought was hers, grinning from ear to ear.

"Hmmm, I bet you're mine," she said.

And to this, the Tenchi replied, "Nope."

Confused, Ryoko said, "But you smell just like Tenchi."

"I am Tenchi, just not your part of him."

The Tenchi on the far right waved to her and she phased to him and took a sniff. "You smell like Tenchi, too." She wanted to groan as the words left her mouth, but her senses were trying to establish points of reality and working around her common sense.

"We'll all smell like Tenchi, Ryoko," her Tenchi told her, "because we are Tenchi. And I'm yours."

Everyone watched as Ryoko stood there for a moment, soaking in his smile. It wasn't his "Ryoko, you did the right thing" smile. It wasn't the "I'm proud of you for not eating Ayeka's food" smile or the dreaded "You're my friend" smile, which he gave them all. This was the "I'm yours" smile. This smile was Ryoko's. She didn't have to share it. It was hers at last, all hers! She grabbed him and hugged like it was for dear life. And then she tensed up, and waited. This was normally the part where'd he wriggle away and leave her to lick her emotional wounds.

"Don't worry; I'm not going to push you away anymore," Tenchi whispered in her ear as he returned the hug with as much strength as he could.

Twenty something years she waited for this day and it was here, she would have cried if her overwhelming happiness had given room to. Instead she just smiled looking into his eyes, not the dark looming eyes he wore for so long. Not the fear ridden rabbit about to be killed look he had when she first "moved in." Instead, the eyes she looked in shined with love, love for her, and only her.

"Would you like to go some where and talk Ryoko? You pick the place," he said looking down at her.

She floated a little ways off the ground to be eye level with him before answering, "Sure." And she knew the place to, a place she wanted to be for a while but never got invited, and that place was his room. "Let's go to your room," Ryoko said, a bit surprised that it came out more simplistic and less seductive than she wanted it to.

"Okay," Tenchi replied, as Ryoko floated behind him with her head rested firmly on his shoulder and both arms around his neck.

The rest of the women watched Ryoko and Tenchi exit rather angrily; they were still focused on the stairway when a cough cut in.

"As we said earlier, we're here for you," the center Tenchi said. "But, seeing as how we seem to slip your minds so, we'll have to remind you that we're here."

They all began to walk at their respective love interest. The women just sort of looked at them apprehensively; they weren't as sure as Ryoko, but they weren't exactly ready to dismiss this either. Kiyone was "caught" by her Tenchi first. More to the point, he was close enough to her that she couldn't convince herself he was a fake or illusion. His close proximity was having its affects rather immediately.

"I'd like to make it up to you for looking so down when you admitted you loved me," Tenchi told her, playing on the specific instance to prove he was real. He had a look of hope on his face as he waited for her response. Unfortunately, her mind wasn't really clear, because she was still highly attracted to his physical appearance. She knew she just watched him walk up stairs with Ryoko, but here he stood asking her for forgiveness

"There's to make up for, okay?" Kiyone said with an impish grin.

"Okay," he answered simply, before hugging her.

Kiyone tensed up at first at the suddenness, but quickly loosened up as the familiar calm he brought her to that day so long ago took hold. Multiple Tenchi or not, this was definitely real. "Those arms, that chest, and that dick pressing against my thigh ..." Her thought process paused to assess that last bit of information. It was kind of weird at first but she remembered his height. He wasn't erect or anything, but their respective outfits--her sundress and his gi, which were both obviously meant to be light, airy, and at the same time warm--meant she wasn't having any trouble feeling a living version of the toy at her apartment that she had grown to call friend. "Tenchi, would you like to come back to my apartment ... so we could talk there?" she asked, trying to keep her obvious ulterior motive a secret.

"Sure," Tenchi agreed, before they walked towards the ladies bath, which he'd long since had access to. At the back of the bath, Kiyone knocked three times on the wall and a door appeared, which they both disappeared through. Ah, the convenience of localized wormholes, as Washu would say.

Meanwhile, back in the living room, four women and four Tenchi remained.

"So, Sasami, shall we finish our talk in the kitchen?" Tenchi asked, as if nothing had just transpired.

"Huh? I mean, I guess, but you are the one who picked me right?" It came out a lot more ridiculous than she thought it would in her mind.

"No, I'm the lucky one you picked a very long time ago." He took her hand in his and she seemed as pleased as punch. They walked into the kitchen, much how they walked out, Sasami planted firmly against his side with a big smile on her face.

Mihoshi, Ayeka, and Washu exchanged glances back and forth between the three Tenchi afterwards. One of the Tenchi began his approach towards Mihoshi. She got all of what he said earlier. Still, it just seemed weird for three of him to be standing there.

"Mihoshi," Tenchi began, once again close enough to touch, and letting that justify his existence for her.

While all the other women had some form of physical contact with Tenchi, all of Mihoshi's came while she was unconscious, falling from that dimensional rip or him holding her hand to help her to her feet after she fell down. She was unsure if she should touch him or not. Mihoshi figured if she'd try to caress his cheek, she would more than likely poke out his eye or something along those lines, despite her newfound confidence.

Sensing her apprehension, Tenchi whispered, "You can touch me. I won't break, I promise."

Mihoshi felt slightly hurt that he would even think she would "break" him after all the hard work and steps of progress she'd made. She then noticed that he wasn't looking at her with pity. He just knew that she was thinking along those terms herself and that she couldn't break him. With that knowledge in mind, the blonde detective jumped at him--literally. He quickly caught her; she threw her arms around his neck and just reveled in him holding her while she was awake to feel it. He walked towards the women's bath, Mihoshi still in wrapped around him, as now both legs were locked around his waist. Following an alternate path, thanks to her specific DNA, Washu's portal sent Mihoshi to her own apartment rather than Kiyone's.

Now there stood two Tenchi, one rather ticked off princess, and Washu. As had been the pattern, Tenchi started to walk towards the woman of his choice. However, this time, every step he took towards Ayeka, she took one back.

"Is something wrong, Ayeka?" he asked, a little worried by her reaction.

"You may have fooled them, but I can see through this little ... this little trick!" she shouted at him.

"What trick?" Tenchi asked, almost demanded. "I split myself in to six people for all of you. It's still Tenchi. It's me with the feelings I had for you, just without the ties to all of them. My love for you isn't a trick; it's as real as we are both standing here having this discussion."

Ayeka still looked upset, but she didn't look at him. Instead, she held her head arched back and aimed to her left, as though trying to avoid smelling something foul. He walked towards her again noticing she wasn't backing away now. Tenchi was inches away from her and she still wouldn't even acknowledge he was there. He decided to risk physical contact to hopefully make her see he wasn't just some falsity. Tenchi took her lower jaw in his hand gently, the sudden contact caused her to momentarily open her eyes but she quickly shut them. He pulled her face around to face him and he began to talk.

"Ayeka, I love you. Not Ryoko. Not Sasami. Not Kiyone. Not Mihoshi. Not Washu. I love you, Ayeka. If you can look me in the eye and tell me you don't feel anything for me, the 'me' that is right in front of you, I will rejoin the others and never bother you again," he said softly.

She could feel him staring at her. Slowly she opened her eyes her mind screaming at her this was a cruel joke and love was obviously for the weak and she was a fool for waiting for him this long. Her eyes finally reached his and her heart kicked her mind so hard she almost fell down. "I would like it very much if you... you..." She fell against him crying. He slowly hugged her. She sobbed a very low cry in to his chest. She seemed to be calming down after a few seconds though. Unknown to him, she was remembering this embrace. The same one he caught her in when she slipped off the stepping stones when she first arrived. It was the same embrace; no flimsy "clone" could hold her like this. "You know princess I wish I could hold you like this forever. But I think we should let them talk." Ayeka had forgot anyone else was even there, she looked and saw Washu and of course Tenchi, the other Tenchi. She sniffled a few times and said, "Yes, I think we should let them be alone." With that they excused themselves and made their way outside for a walk.

Washu took the initiative this time in coming towards him. "So. You figure you'd just split your being, manage to figure out the Light Hawk Wings, and offer yourself as some kind of gift huh?" She said walking around him as if she were looking at a car. He was almost floored by her sarcastic yet slightly angered voice. "I figure I've apologized enough today. Even though my words can't express how truly sad and hurt I feel for hurting you like this. As he told Ayeka, I will leave if you'd like. Just say it and I'm gone." "Oh and now you're giving me an ultimatum? So I guess I should BE HAPPY, even ecstatic you risked killing yourself in some pocket dimension? BE HAPPY you didn't ask me to at least help you so you didn't kill yourself or become some kind of mutant? Or Maybe I should BE HAPPY you loved me enough to do this?" A few tears ran down her face, but she kept her angry look. "What?" was all Tenchi could come up with. "If I had only stayed locked on his damn ship. If I never met you, never loved you. You wouldn't have risked killing yourself..." Her crying was tearing at him, she thought this was all her fault. He covered the ground between them in a few steps and tried to hug her but she put her hand on his chest to keep him at bay. She stared at the floor, but her hand was still planted on his chest. "I don't care if you know the secret to the wings, but why did you think I was worth this? I just don't see why..." He moved her limp arm from his chest and pulled her into a warm, inviting hug.

"I asked myself the same thing when you build new parts on to the house, make new dimensions, enlarge furniture and heal me after those brutal sword practices. Why do you think I'm worth all that?" His forehead was resting against hers. She finally lifted her tear stained eyes to meet his. He just stared into the two emerald green seas that she called eyes and waited for her response. "Because I love you is why I do it." She sniffled out. "And now you see why I did what I did." Came his reply. "But Tenchi, fixing some minor damage and healing a few wounds is one thing, risking life and possible mutation is another. Besides the robots do most of the construction." Was her logical reply. "True. But making all of you happy is something greater than death or mutation in my eyes. I knew you'd try to talk me out of it or even erase my mind of the idea if I told you, so please don't be upset. Can we just start from here and go forward?" Her answer came in the form of a kiss. It surprised him at first but soon he returned it with equal heat. "I guess that qualifies as a yes." He said looking into her now smiling face. "You catch on quickly my little guinea pig." They stood there holding each other before Washu spoke. "Come down to my lab for a while, I think it's time we "test" you for some things." He could tell by the way she said it, she was going to try and get that sample from him again... and today seems like her lucky day.

Across town in a very nice one-bedroom apartment, Tenchi Masaki sat holding his teal haired girlfriend. He loved the sound of that. They had been watching TV for the past hour since returning through the portal and it was almost lunch. Not eating breakfast they wanted food and they wanted it soon. They ordered in and continued watching TV... well he watched TV. Kiyone watched him and planted firmly on his lap was more interested in his neck and chest than the TV show. She had been lightly kissing both since they had sat down to watch. Finally Tenchi took the remote and clicked the TV off. "Hey I was watching that, what gives Tenchi?" She said kissing his neck again smiling ear to ear. "Sure you were." He looked at her with a grin that promised he was thinking exactly what she was. She put one of her legs on the other side of his lap so she was effectively straddling him. Apparently she wanted to see him shirtless again, because she ripped it open and just stared with a wicked little grin. "Thank you Mihoshi! When you crash you crash good." She thought, thinking back to her partner's crash landing on this planet.

Tenchi reached down and pulled her dress off over her head in one clean motion. "Love that teal don't you Kiyone?" He said admiring her matching underwear set. She didn't say anything instead she just kissed him. He felt her tongue pushing against his lips asking for entrance, which he happily complied with. Their tongues examined their mouths more thoroughly than any dentist could ever hope to. Tenchi's hand began to explore one area he had wanted to for a long time, her breasts. He admired the soft, but firm flesh. Even though the bra hampered his hands he continued. He was starting to pull the straps off her shoulders when... *DING-DONG* the food had arrived. Kiyone's head just collapsed onto his shoulder. "I'll get it." She said with about as much enthusiasm as a dead cow. She threw her dress on, answered the door, paid the guy and brought the food back. They sat at her western like table and dug in. Finally finishing off the food Tenchi offered to clean up, walking the empty cartons and boxes to the trash. "Well now that that's done..." The sight of Kiyone standing there in only her underwear cut his sentence short.

"Shall we finish where we left off?" She asked with more seductiveness than he thought was possible. He slowly walked towards her pulling his shirt the rest of the way off. "I'd like to, but I spilled some soy sauce on my shirt. Do you think you could get the stain out?" "WHAT?" His blatant stupidity was killing her. He laughed and before she had time to sort it all out he was kissing her full on. She tensed at the sudden boldness of it all, but quickly relaxed. Again his attention went to releasing her breasts, he all but ripped the bra from her body, and she was too caught up to even realize. She was now trying her best to undo the knot on the belt that held his pants on. The fact his chest was rubbing back and forth across her nipples and his other hand working her pussy over with the skill of a master, she couldn't think let alone master the simple knot. Her hands eventually gave up all together as he slid a digit into her. "Mmmm. Tenchi, oh god Tenchi." The only words she would or possibly could utter every time their lips parted for air. Slowly backing her against the table, she lifted herself on to it despite her euphoric daze.

Tenchi continued his move southward, finally releasing her mouth so he could better hear her moans and to get a better go at her breasts. He slowly took one into his mouth and he felt her body tighten as she moaned from deep inside her throat. He began to move his tongue in slow circles around her nipple, biting down gently as he finished each tongue treatment. Kiyone was starting to become suspicious of him, as he seemed to be hitting all her erogenous zones and driving her to depths of pleasure with just his tongue and fore finger that made her "friend" seem like a bitter enemy. Of course her thinking was crushed as her first orgasm began to wash, or better yet drown her. "Teeeeeenchi! Oh god! Yes, oh fuck yeah!" Appeared to be her orgasmic battle cry. Tenchi smiled inwardly as he felt her juices slide down his fingers and slightly pool in the palm of his hand. His rhythmic fingering continued until her screams and shouts became more low moans and gasps for air.

Finally releasing her from his "finger of love" he spoke, seeing as all she could do was lean on his shoulder and pant. "I guess that means I did something right." Tenchi said with a slight smirk. Taking a little more effort than usual, Kiyone leaned back and looked at him with a little smile of her own. "How many times have you done that? Because... well... WOW is really all I can say." She heaved forth. "Once and that was it." A still smiling Tenchi mused. Kiyone wasn't buying it though. "No way. Come on, tell me and I won't get mad." Her paranoia starting to kill the mood. "I'm telling you the truth. You're it. I've never done that before, but I have studied it. Grandpa schooled me on one sword and Dad schooled me on another." He said slightly laughing at the sound of that. "Of course I preferred studying dad's books to grandpa's but that's another story." He looked at her seriously for a moment, before her face appeared to accept the story.

"Well then, let's see if you're as good with "that" sword as you are with a finger my dear Tenchi." Kiyone said slowly pulling him down on top of her. The mood apparently restored he began to undo the simple knot in his belt that moments earlier perplexed her. He let his pants drop to the floor quickly followed by his underwear, finally freeing a rather painful erection. Tenchi with all the speed of a water logged buffalo, began to slowly remove Kiyone's panties. A little too slow for her, she grabbed the soaked garment and ripped it from herself. "I need you in me NOW!" Were her urgent words. Tenchi climbed his way on top of her and the rather large oak table. She could feel the heat of his member as it hovered at her opening. Tenchi waited until she was starting to get slightly frustrated, not out of cruelty. Because he loved the way she looked angry. "Tenchi, what are you waiting FOOOOR!" As she reached for, he rammed into her like a Mack truck. He noticed and rather enjoyed the hot tightness of her being. His first few strokes almost did him in, it took him a while to settle into a good rhythm that promised pleasure for both of them and not just him.

Alternating between short fast strokes and slow deeply penetrating ones seemed to make her come to life. "Tenchi, oh shit! Faster! Faster! Harder! Oh god harder! I'm almost there, come on come... ON!" Tenchi this time felt the muscle contractions around his penis rather than his finger and the added tightness was almost too much, but he just slowed his rhythm to keep this going for as long as possible. "Mmmm Tenchi." The spent Kiyone managed to mumble out. Tenchi however just continued his thrusting. He was starting to feel himself slipping after awhile, but by then she was almost at her peek again as well. Determined to out last her just one more run. He fought off the impending orgasm and thrust into her with everything he had over and over until he felt her tighten. This time locking her legs around his butt she held him and it felt as though she was milking him. The spastic convulsions of her walls around his member sent him spilling over the edge. "OH, OH KIYONE! UUUUUUUUUH!" Tenchi managed to say through gritted teeth. The sudden feeling of his hot seed cascaded Kiyone into another rush of ecstasy. Tenchi collapsed onto her, panting covered in sweat they lay there exhausted on her table. "I... guess... whoa, that answers that question." Kiyone said before surrendering to sleep, Tenchi rolled off to her right and laughed a little before sleep claimed him as well.

Back at Masaki central, Ryoko seemed to be in her own personal heaven rolling around on Tenchi's bed. Her and her Tenchi had basically talked the majority of the time they were alone. Now she occupied herself with studying his room, she'd seen it before but was usually drummed out by either him or Ayeka but now she could stay and look at everything without fear or worry of being kicked out. Tenchi just sat at his desk looking as Ryoko flew and phased around his room poking and looking at everything his room had to offer. After she had scoured virtually every inch of the room she phased onto Tenchi's desk. Tenchi swiveled his chair around to face her and she was propped up on her elbow stretched long ways across his desk. "You know Tenchi, there is something I've wanted to do for a long time with you." Ryoko said in her usual seductive voice when it came to him. "Really? What's that?" He pretended to be as thick as he always was.

She phased out. Once she came in she was sitting on his lap, her legs dangling at either side of him with her arms draped over his shoulders. "This." She kissed him, very soft at first. But soon the deep, primal like love for him that she possessed got the better of her and she soon began to kiss him like his lips possessed the last bit of water on a desert planet. Slowly she slid her tongue into his mouth, with no resistance from him. He traced the inner workings of her mouth and more importantly, her fangs. He admired them, licking back and forth across their sharpness. Meanwhile Ryoko's tongue mimicked her previous actions in his room. Meaning it just went over every inch of his mouth, in extreme detail. They continued this for a good while. She was happy to finally have him, but this kiss was something more. It felt good, almost too good to be possessed legally. Ryoko thought as her mind began to cloud over, lost in a kiss that she had dreamed about for years. Eventually he needed air, so with a sigh of disapproval she released the lips she had wanted for so long.

"Mmmm. Teeenchi that was incredible!" Ryoko said still loving her place in his lap and a new found or previously unnoticed stiffness pressing against her bottom, she wasn't sure which. Tenchi simply smiled and tried to regain his breath. "Now there's something else I've always wanted to do with you Tenchi... wait right here." Ryoko phased away and phased back in, in her red and black one-piece battle suit. "Uh Ryoko? You want to fight me?" Tenchi asked in disbelief, with some of the fear he once held against her returning. "No silly. I'll show you." She took Tenchi by the hand and from his perspective the room swirled. Once it straightened out they were standing in front of her old tomb, the cave.

"Why'd you want to bring me back here? I thought you hated this place." Tenchi said still just as confused as ever. "I DO hate this place, but there was something I wanted to DO with YOU here when you first came in to release me." Ryoko said looking at him with her usual seductive gaze and voice returned to her. He still looked confused as he went over her words in his mind a few times "I wanted to do with you here, I wanted to DO with YOU here." He kept repeating that part over and over because it seemed to hold the meaning. Finally it clicked. "I wanted to do you here." He said aloud, still not fully getting it. Then he said it louder as if he just figured out the answer to a question on a game show. "YOU WANTED TO DO ME HERE!" Then his momentary triumph was interrupted as the reality set in. "Ooh. I get it." Ryoko just looked at him smiling; she loved his naïve, almost stupid responses to sexual innuendo. Taking him by the hand she floated, leading him back into the place she called home for seven centuries. As they got deeper into the darkness of the cave Ryoko formed an energy sword to light the way. Tenchi also noticed her grip appeared to tighten around his hand the further they went it almost felt as though her hand was sweating. Needless to say that was an oddity in itself.

"Ryoko, we don't have to do this here, I know how you feel about this place..." She cut him off. "No. I'll be fine; I have to do this. This place still holds a part of me and I need to do this to be rid of it once and for all." She said pulling him along faster now. Finally they reached the center of the cave. A nice hole in the cave's ceiling gave a nice spotlight of pure sunlight. Extinguishing the sword, Tenchi led her back down the slope to her former cell. Standing in front of the bottom lit tomb, Ryoko and Tenchi said nothing they just stared. Ryoko materialized the white robe/dress outfit she usually wore in her astral form. The form she watched Tenchi in for so many years. She then stepped into the casket like holding area; Tenchi didn't say anything he just stared at her in confusion. "You said if I looked the way I do now back then you wouldn't have ran. Prove it." Once again she grabbed his arm and held on as if for salvation as he put it. Pulling him toward her. This time of course, he willingly stepped into the light with her.

With her free hand taking its place upon his cheek slowly tracing his jawbone, the one that was used to make sure he didn't run began to undo his shirt, seeing as it was a martial arts gi, it easily drifted open. He stared into her golden eyes unblinking as she undressed his torso, her gaze focused more so on the skin she was unveiling than his eyes. She looked like a kid unwrapping a Christmas present that they had wanted for years. Once his shirt was gone she ran her hands over his chest and stomach as if she were making a mental map, finally her fingers drifted to the sash which held his pants on. Much like Kiyone before her, this is where things got difficult. Her hands began to shake and fumble with the simple knot like it was one of Washu's genius puzzles. Tenchi took her hands in his and guided her through the untying of his sash. Ryoko smiled warmly for the assistance, but her attention quickly returned to his pants as they slid from his waist to pool at his feet. "Two down, one to go." Tenchi said with a little laugh as Ryoko again watched her hands shake as they inched towards the waistband of his boxers.

Tenchi rather than assisting her in the removal just snatched his own underwear down to a slightly shocked Ryoko. "Like what you see?" Tenchi said smiling at her. Ryoko however just stared silently. She'd seen a penis before, just on TV or in a book. This one was here before her and was Tenchi's and she took her time staring. At present, it wasn't the biggest one she'd seen and it didn't seem as big as it did in the chair, but it would more certainly do better than her usual finger. "Am I going to be the only person here naked?" Tenchi said finally deciding to close the small span of distance between them. Ryoko finally snapping out of her trance now that the object of her affection was swaying and moving closer to her. "Huh? Oh what? Naked, yeah sure." She said shaking her head and phasing out of her clothes until she was as naked as he was. Now it was his turn to be awed. The body that was offered to him so many times, the body he had dreamed about the most, the body he had to push away because if he didn't he'd for surely give in and hurt the other women. The body he tried not to think about naked. Do to the fact when he did he would...

"Tenchi, what's wrong with "it"?" Ryoko's panicked voice cut his memories off. He looked around before finally looking at "it". "Oh. Don't worry that's the usual side effect of thinking about you naked." Tenchi said with an impish smile, Ryoko still looked a little nervous. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you or anything." Ryoko said quietly. "Hurt me? It doesn't hurt." He said laughing now. "It's all swollen now and I can see your veins. Are you sure it doesn't hurt?" Ryoko said still staring at his erect penis. It was now definitely bigger than her finger; hell it appeared to be as thick as two or three of them. It also seemed to be about three, maybe four inches longer than previous. "I'm positive." Tenchi said bringing his laughter to a stop. "We'll have to talk about this later." "Fine. I don't see how you walk around with that thing though." Ryoko answered... still staring. "I think you'll see and possibly like why I walk around with this "thing" in a little while." He said in his own seductive tone.

Again she focused on his face; the bottom lighting made him appear as he did then to her. She again pulled him towards her, with no hesitation he came forward. This time to kiss her, his warm chest pressed ever so gently against her rather large breasts felt great, to both of them. She was so enthralled in the kiss and the tongue playfully tracing the inside of her mouth, until she was oblivious to the fact she was slowly phasing into the ground. Tenchi having to bend forward, almost painfully so, opened his eyes to see Ryoko eyes fully closed sinking still holding on to him. "Mmmm. Ryoko *kissing* you're *kissing* going *kissing* through the floor." He said in-between being released and pulled into her kiss. Ryoko opened her eyes and realized Tenchi was bending over holding her. Blushing slightly, she phased back up. Slowly Tenchi and Ryoko made their way to the floor. Ryoko lying completely flat down and Tenchi propped above her noticing the floor, which was surprisingly soft considering what it was used for, asked a question.

"Are you sure you want to do this here?" Tenchi asked again, just to make sure this wasn't some how being done to please him. "I'm sure Tenchi." She said looking up at him. With those words he lowered himself on her body and resumed the kiss that was broken moments earlier. His kisses began to travel from her mouth and at first Ryoko seemed a little disappointed. He made up for that as he traversed his way down her neck, leaving small butterfly kisses along the way. Ryoko began to ask where he was going but quickly realized as his mouth latched on to one of her breasts. She never knew she could get such a feeling out of them, he took as much of her right breast into his mouth as he could. Nibbling and licking over and over again. He alternated the force of the licking and biting slightly one minute and greatly the next. The mixing and matching not to mention the back and forth play between the two breasts had Ryoko in a level of pleasure she'd never experienced.

A light sheen of sweat glistened on her body, as the light now seemed to reflect off of her body. Tenchi again started to move lower. Her hands quickly flew to replace his mouth on her breasts, squeezing and pinching her nipples trying to rekindle the exquisite feeling he just lavished them with moment's prior. Still she felt him kissing lower and lower and lower? She didn't quite get what he was about to do. Tenchi took a moment to notice, she in fact did grow her silver mane... then again "where the hell would she get dye locked in a cave silly?" He thought to himself as he moved to claim his prize. All while hoping his thorough reading of his dad's books would do him right in this situation. "Tenchi, what are you going to, AAAAAH! What are you ooh yes! Are you do mmmm, do oh shit! Doing to me? Oh, Ten, Ten, Teeeeeeenchiiiii! Don't stop! Please don't stop!" Were the last understandable words Ryoko uttered as Tenchi battered her womanhood with his tongue. The emptiness of the cave only served to echo his tongue's lapping and her emphatic screams, moans, and what he could only guess to be purr's.

Silently he counted the seconds until she came, not because he wanted to be done, just so he could know how long it took her to reach orgasm via his tongue. His answer, as well as Ryoko, came at the five hundred and thirty three-second mark. "TEEEEEEEEENCHIIIIIIIII!" Ryoko cried it out as if she wanted every single soul on Earth, in space, in heaven and in hell to hear the name of the person who gave her this pleasure. Tenchi administered a few more licks as Ryoko came back to earth purring like a giant cat. He snaked his way back up her sweat-drenched frame to look at her. She was smiling the biggest smile he'd ever seen. A few misplaced silver hairs stuck to her forehead, but she just looked at him smiling. "Tenchi, god that was... that was... I don't even know what to call that! It was the greatest thing in the world, no the universe thank you!" Ryoko said quickly and almost as emphatically as her shouts in orgasm. "Glad you enjoyed it." Tenchi said giving her a quick peck on the lips. She noted the taste, but didn't really care to study it. She just wanted more of that feeling. "Shall we continue, MY Ryoko?" Tenchi said with some of her usual seductiveness. It was odd hearing him speak like that, but the "MY Ryoko" part was easy to adjust to... real easy.

"Yeah, definitely continue!" She said shaking her head up and down in obvious enthusiasm. Then a thought occurred to her, "He probably thinks I've done this before, oh god what if I suck at this? I mean after what he just did, I'm going to have to work a miracle to compete with that. Damn I should have told him I'm as new to this as he is. Breath, breath I can do this, but what if he leaves me if I stink at it? No. NO. He's here for me, he wouldn't leave me over something as simple as bad sex... would he?" Her mental questions were starting to show on her face in the form of a slight grimace. Tenchi of course making it his mission to notice the slightest bit of unhappiness in the women noticed immediately. "Something wrong Ryoko?" His concern was obvious and sincere. Ryoko blinked and answered quickly. "No, no I'm fine let's go." She said with her previous smile restored. Tenchi propped himself over her and positioned his member at her entrance. "Here we go." Was all he said as he slid himself in, in one clean stroke.

Almost immediately he felt some resistance then something gave way under his force. "Ouch... Tenchi it hurts, OW! Please stop!" Ryoko screamed at the sudden feeling of her virginity being lost. Tenchi froze like a deer in headlights. He looked at her face tears beginning to form in the corners of her eyes. "Oh GOD! Ryoko I didn't know! I am so sorry!" He said removing himself from her a little quicker than he meant to; causing her to wince again as more new pain racked her body. She looked up at him through now tear filled eyes and noticed his sad look had returned again. Only it looked a thousand times sadder. "I should have asked if this was her first time. But oh no. Just had to assume she was experienced at it didn't you? You dumb ass. She obviously hadn't done this before if she thought an erection was painful. You know if she broke your head in right now you'd deserve it." He just sat there mentally kicking himself, so much so until he literally felt like kicking the crap out of himself.

"Tenchi it isn't your fault. I should have told you I'd never done this before. Please don't be mad at yourself." Ryoko said still slightly sniffling. "I still should have asked. I just thought you had done this before... the way you use to act towards me I just th... I'm sorry." Tenchi said in a defeated tone. "I just acted like that because that's the way the women on TV acted to get the men they wanted. It always worked so I figured I'd give it a shot. So don't be mad at yourself, please?" Ryoko said more upbeat seeing as the intense pain she felt earlier was finally starting to lessen. "Ok." Tenchi said quietly. "I guess we should get dressed and go back to the house then." A still defeated sounding Tenchi said with his eyes focused on the ground.

Ryoko was feeling better at this point and the idea of just going home after all this wasn't appealing to her at all. She was going to finish this even if it killed her. "NO! We're going to try this again, a little slower this time though. But we're trying again and we aren't leaving until we do!" Ryoko stated loud enough for it to echo throughout the cave. Tenchi looked up from the spot on the floor at the now sitting up Ryoko who was staring right into his eyes with intense... need? "Do you think we should be trying this again so soon?" Tenchi asked, his member answering a question that wasn't its to answer. Just staring at her naked did it to him every time, even now against his wishes. "I wouldn't have said it if I didn't think so." Ryoko said pulling Tenchi around to face her and ultimately on top of her. "Just go slow and everything should be fine." Tenchi still looked worried as he felt the heat from her pussy focused on the tip of his member.

Ryoko taking the same approach he took with her and his pants, she pulled his hips forward and sent his member into her. This time not hurting as bad or even at all, it was more of a dull stinging now. Tenchi just sat there with his dick inside her, trying not to focus on the heat or tightness. "It doesn't hurt Tenchi. Please do something." Ryoko said with a playful air about her voice. It made him smile and begin to thrust, just barely. On Ryoko's end of things the pain was slowly being replaced with a warm, not all together pleasurable feeling. Tenchi's thrusts began to quicken in pace as the pleasure began to influence his movements more than rational thought. Ryoko again noticed the slight pain was subsiding even more, now the feeling was definitely turning into pleasure. "Faster Tenchi. Go faster." Like a machine obeying instructions, he thrust faster.

Soon he got into a rhythm, which suited them both. Pain a distant memory in Ryoko's mind, she began to fall into a rhythm of moans and screams much like when he was giving her the tongue treatment. "Tenchi, oh fuck! Go YEEES! Faster! Faster! Give it to me Teeeenchiiii!" A grunt was his verbal reply and faster strokes were his action. The cave once again echoed with her screams and the new sound. A sound of him pumping in and out of her soaked sex. "Ryoko! Don't know oh god! How much longer I can, damn go!" Tenchi grunted out sweating pouring from both of them. "So close, just a little bit more Tenchi! Fuck ME!" He used the last bit of pure will and determination he had to let her achieve orgasm first. After a few more strokes he felt her body tense like a giant muscle. "TEEEEENCHIII! Gaaaaaawd! Yes! Yes! OH FUCK YES! Mmmm Teeeeenchiii." Ryoko shouted through her obvious orgasm. The new tightness, her screaming his name, it just sent him flying over the edge into an orgasm he never thought possible.

"RYOKO! Aaaaaah! Fuck!" All he saw was a white flash as he felt himself empty into her, over and over again. The last bit of sperm he held pumped into her he just collapsed. His landing was a soft one; he landed right on her breasts. He knew he'd have to get off her sooner or later or he'd crush her... then again with her strength he had a while. But until he got the energy to move, this is where he'd be. They both lay there sweat soaked, panting, and still joined just below the waist. Ryoko broke the silence of their panting with words. "Tenchi, I think "it's" having another problem." Tenchi managed to turn his head so it was positioned in between her breasts. "No, it's just softening up. It's fine. Remind me to talk to you about sex later." He said smiling as he realized where he was. Ryoko returned the smile, liking the image of him wedged in between her breasts as much as he did. She had another question on her mind, "Where did he learn how to do this so well?" Unfortunately sleep called her before the question could be asked or answered. The last image she saw before sleep claimed her was Tenchi's smiling face in between her breasts. Taking it upon himself he pushed himself over off of her and covered her with his shirt before falling asleep himself.

YAY! Sex. I know that's why you mainly read this long-winded drivel. Well of course, let me know what you think, at redknight2k@hotmail.com. I'll be dropping Chapter 3 off in a while, more sex abound so sit tight.