Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Therapy: Tenchi Style ❯ Washuu ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own Tenchi Muyo. Nor do I own Dr. Phil. I did however own that wonderful cup of heaven.

 

A/N: Well, we have reached the end of the story. I hope this chapter sufficiently wraps up some loose ends for ya'll. And as always, I sincerely hope you enjoy this chapter.

 

“Um, I think I'd like a Grande Mocha Frappachino,” I told the young man behind the counter. Summer in Texas is not the time for warm drinks. Anything with ice is always a welcomed drink.

 

Scanning my debit card to pay for my beverage, I glanced around once again for a friend who I had yet to spot.

 

“Your drink, ma'am.” Pulled me back from my search and thoughts as I took my deliciously chocolately drink and started walking around the corner to view the rest of the lobby area.

 

As I peered around the dimly lit room, I saw several interesting groups of people. Some were in business suits, some had so many piercing that I doubt they could have fit any more on their bodies, and one person even had pink hair. Wait! Pink hair?

 

Smiling, I quickly walked over to the table and took a seat. “Sorry I made you wait.”

 

“No problem,” my friend replied. “I wasn't here for more than a few minutes. Besides, it gave me time to look over these blue prints again. Do you think the mistake was putting the transmission right there? Maybe I should have put it closer to the exhaust system.” My friend frowned as she contemplated one of her failed creations.

 

Smiling, I chuckled to myself. “You know I can't make heads nor tails of blue prints, Washuu.”

 

With a little laugh, she agreed, “That is definitely true.”

 

“Well,” I stuck my tongue out at her, “on you,” I eloquently stated.

 

Washuu once again laughed. “So, I heard Tenchi finally came to see you after hearing all the other girls talking.”

 

I nodded. “Yeah, he did.”

 

“And?” the pink-haired little scientist pried.

 

“And, I decided everyone in that house is beyond my abilities to help. I don't think even Dr. Phil could help them,” I admitted.

 

“That's what I've been trying to tell you since that first session you had. They're all a waste of time,” Washuu blatantly summarized her feelings on the matter of her roommates' issues and sanity.

 

“Washuu! Now you know that's rude,” I chided before adding, “even if it is true.” We shared a good laugh at that. “So, what is everyone up to now days?”

 

“Well,” Washuu reflected. “Kiyone seems to be a lot more at peace. I honestly didn't know if she and Mihoshi would be able to work things out, but it seems to be going well. Don't get me wrong, no one around can understand Mihoshi any more now than before, but I think the difference is that she's talking above most everyone's head, except mine, and I just tune her out as I always have done. And now that she's slowed down and thinks before she acts, she isn't nearly as destructive as before.”

 

“So, do you think Kiyone will be able to make Mihoshi into a decent officer now?” I probed.

 

“Honestly,” Washuu gave her opinion, “I think Mihoshi's going to be a great Intergalactic Police officer by the time Kiyone's through with her. They're going to be unstoppable now that Mihoshi doesn't seem afraid to think.”

 

“That's wonderful,” I smiled happily. It's always good to know you have helped someone; it gives you a very fulfilling feeling. “And what of the others?”

 

Washuu smiled. “Well, I can certainly say you helped Sasami a good bit. Before she came to visit you, she had gotten wound pretty tight. Since then, she just seems so much more at peace, like the old Sasami. She's much more pleasant when she's not about to snap.”

 

I nodded my agreement. “I'll bet. She was a sweet girl, but she definitely needed to let off some steam. I'm just glad I could help her. What about her sister? How's Ayeka doing?”

 

Washuu couldn't help but laugh. “You know Ayeka. She's-…well, interesting to say the least. When Ryoko left for her vacation, I thought Ayeka would go crazy without someone to constantly compete against. But then when Ryoko came back, it seemed almost as if Ayeka was a new person. She was very diligent about being nice to Ryoko and now the two of them seem to be getting along for the most part.”

 

“You're kidding me!” I exclaimed in surprise. Of all my patients, Ryoko and Ayeka's was the last relationship in which I had expected to see improvement. But the evidence was irrefutable. Apparently, I had made an impression on the two. “That's pretty amazing.”

 

“Yeah, you're telling me,” Washuu laughed. “I live with them, remember?”

 

“Yeah,” I agreed, shaking my head sadly. “Have I ever expressed my sympathies?”

 

We both shared a laugh as Washuu shook her head. “It's not that bad really. I have my lab, so I can escape the drama any time I like. Then sometimes, it's nice to have a show with dinner.”

 

“I suppose so,” I admitted.

 

Glancing around the lobby to see if anyone appeared to be listening to our conversation, Washuu leaned in closer and spoke in a softer tone. “I was wondering about something though. It was the main reason I asked to meet with you, though our talks have always been pretty fun.”

 

“Oh?” I tilted my head slightly to the side. “Okay then, shoot.”

 

“Well,” Washuu seemed to gauge the atmosphere before continuing, “I know Tenchi came to see you not long ago. I was wondering what that was all about, because he has been acting a bit oddly since then.”

 

“Oddly? How so?” I inquired.

 

“For starters, he's suddenly become very interested in helping me in the lab and learning about technology from other planets since Ryoko and Ayeka knocked off their squabbling over him. I was just wondering what you might have said to him.”

 

After blinking for a moment, I couldn't help but burst into laughter. “All right Washuu, I'll come clean, but you have to keep this between the two of us.”

 

“Don't I always?” Washuu said with a smirk and lifted brow at my response.

 

“Yes, you do. But I just wanted to make sure,” I explained before taking a deep breath. “You are going to just love this. The reason Tenchi is doing that is because he never really was that interested in Ayeka or Ryoko. The truth is, he has a crush on you?” I couldn't help but grin.

 

“Me?!” Washuu seemed taken aback. “You've got to be kidding me!”

 

I couldn't help but laugh. “No, I'm serious. Tenchi has the hots for you. He said something about finding intelligence sexy.”

 

Washuu frowned for a moment in thought. “Well, I can certainly see why he'd be interested then.” A grin graced her face as her old ego seemed to catch up to this new information, overriding her confusion. “After all, I am the greatest scientific mind ever, not to mention, one sexy momma!”

 

About to die laughing, I couldn't help but shake my head. “You know, I thought you were different from the rest of the group, but you are just as crazy as any of the others.”

 

“Don't you know it,” Washuu grinned. How else do you think I fit in so well with them. Besides, I made Ryoko. Of course I'm just as crazy as the rest of them.”

 

I nodded agreement. “Yeah, I never really thought of it like that. Just do me a favor and don't do anything rash with this new information.”

 

“I won't,” Washuu promised before glancing at her watch. “Unfortunately, it looks like I should head out. Sorry to cut our lunch short.”

 

“That's all right,” I smiled as we both stood and hugged good-bye. “You take care Washuu, and be sure to keep me informed if any of your roommates start having issues and start thinking about coming to see me again. I don't think I could have helped any of them without your assistance the first time around. The information you fed me was beyond helpful.”

 

Washuu simply laughed. “I know you couldn't. And don't worry; I will definitely let you know.”

 

And with that, she walked out into the sunlight as I sat back down to finish my beverage, watching a really cute guy who was definitely watching me, too. Maybe, just maybe, it was time to move on. And with that thought, I gave him a sweet, flirtatious smile. Oh yeah, it was definitely time to move on.

 

A/N: Well, what did you think of everything? Was this a decent ending at least? I hope I tied up some of the loose ends I had going. Anyway, please don't forget to review. I have appreciated all sincere reviews I have received. Don't worry. Just because your review wasn't glowing, doesn't mean it was any less well received. I thank everyone for their sincerity. Until my next story, I bid you all ado.