Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Tsuki No Tragedy ❯ Disguises ( Chapter 1 )

TM!R: Tsuki No Tragedy

Chapter 1: Disguises

 

This story is set in a mix of Tenchi Muyo! Ryo-Ohki OVAs 1-3, the Tenchi Muyo! Manga and a bit of Tenchi Universe. It's also a TR pairing so if you don't like this pairing then please, don't read it. Or if you do choose to read it, then please don't get on my case about writing this pairing.

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Ryoko sighed to herself as she floated up to the roof, her tail twitching as Misaki and her daughters reunited below; the shrill cries of the women sending chills down the length of her spine. The Queens and Azusa had come to Earth in order to witness the Masaki shrine's Obon festival*, as well as to attend the two year anniversary of their daughter's stay on Earth.

 

Ryoko had felt changes in herself recently, she felt less inclined to fight against Aeka when it came to getting Tenchi's affection. This was not due to any lack of interest in getting the princess riled or in any way related to her feelings towards Tenchi, she had been feeling tired easier; as Aeka put it `old age'* was catching up on her.

 

But she quickly realized her short tolerance for Misaki had remained the same, growling to herself the space pirate flattened her body to the tiles of the roof and listened to the events unfolding beneath her favored perch. “Oh you are just so cute Tama-chan! And you too little Washu!! Tell me where is sweet little Ryoko-chan?” Misaki asked from below, her excitement never wavering. Ryoko flinched inwardly as she heard Washu pull one of her evil genius cackles.

 

But before Washu could even begin to pick on her daughter Tenchi spoke up in a calm voice, “Yeah… Where is Ryoko? Mihoshi, didn't you say you were going to tell her about our guests?” He asked the blonde began to trip over her words as she realized he was speaking to her.

 

“B-but Tenchi I did! She said, well erm… Now what did she say? Something about `Oh great, here comes the grumpy ass king and his glomp crazy wife…'” Mihoshi mumbled, blushing as Azusa and Misaki made varied facial expressions at her reenactment of Ryoko's statement.

 

Feeling the tension building below Ryoko hung her head at Mihoshi's uncanny ability to make her life a living hell, she raised her head slowly as the voice of Funaho reached her ears. “Should I take it as a complement that Miss Ryoko had not mentioned me?” The elder queen asked with a soft chuckle, feeling at a loss Ryoko ran a fidgety hand through her wild mane of hair.

 

“Okay, okay, I'm here…. God, what would you people do without me?” The young cyan haired woman grumbled as she phased into existence between Tenchi and Washu. “….Look, I didn't mean anything bad by what I said… I was stupid to say it, no hard feelings?” She asked, casting Azusa and Misaki a sideways glance. As if in response to her `apology' Misaki latched onto her in one of her breathtaking bear hugs.

 

“Oooh! You're just…. Too cute!!” She cried rubbing her cheek into Ryoko's as the poor girl frantically gasped for air, Tenchi rubbed the back of his head nervously watching the huge get together. He got the strangest feeling that this would be one of the most interesting years for their Obon festival.

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Ryoko watched the family below her interact from her vantage point on the rafter overlooking the living room, her feline like eyes narrowed slightly as numbing pain sliced through her arm. Grunting slightly the woman sat up clutching at said arm and moved quickly to the safety of her room.

 

For most of the night her absence went unnoticed, it was only when everyone was saying their goodnights that Washu took note to her daughter's missing presence. Shrugging it off and bidding the others a good night's rest the genius moved towards her lab door for some alone time.

 

Tenchi bowed to the Queens, who had voted to stay in his home instead of up on Azusa's ship Kirito as he exited his room which they would be using for the night. As he moved to go back to the couch the Jurian Prince paused at the top of the stairs, it worried him that Ryoko had gone off to bed without a word to anyone. Making up his mind he turned on his heel and headed off towards her bed room. If one could even call it that, he had never thought about it before now…

 

Ryoko's room was on a floor of its own, it was devoid of windows being located in the very center of the home. Before the girl's had arrived the room had been used for storage as well as the room for drying herbs and vegetables that were grown in the fields and from what Tenchi could remember they hadn't done much to change the room to be made into a suitable sleeping chamber.

 

He remembered his father had cleaned up his old study and offered his own room to Mihoshi, but Ryoko had readily accepted the room assuring the Masaki men that it was fine for its purpose.

 

The Jurian Prince soon found himself standing before her door, he knocked gently before sliding the door opening case she was asleep. “….Ryoko?” He whispered, smiling slightly as two amber eyes glowed from the darkness of the room.

 

“Tenchi?” Ryoko questioned incredulously as she raised herself up on her good arm, “W-what do you need?” She whispered in a small voice, she hated being around people when she was weak or in pain. Her eyebrow arched slightly as she heard him fumbling around in the darkness beside the door, the young woman sat up completely her sharp eyes following the silhouette of Tenchi as he continued his search.

 

“Don't you have a light…?” He asked before pushing the door open wider to allow more light from the hallway into the large room.

 

“I do but the bulbs burnt out a while ago, and I really don't need them… Besides, if I did I'm sure you wouldn't still be talking to me.” Ryoko stated flatly as she pulled her blanket up around her nude form in case Tenchi's eyes adjusted to the light enough to see her.

 

The young man chuckled slightly as he realized why she had said that, scratching the back of his head nervously he began to speak again. “Oh well, I just wanted to say good night… I was a bit worried since you came up to bed without saying anything, it just didn't seem like something you'd do… Which reminds me, you've been acting somewhat strange, is everything okay, Ryoko…?” He asked in a worried voice.

 

“Yes, I've been feeling a bit off lately, but its no biggie Tenchi. I think I may just need some time to relax and get better, just a little cold or something.” She said smiling at the thought that he was worried about her.

 

“Oh, well maybe you should go see Washu. I'm sure she has something that can make you feel better Ryoko.”

 

“… I'd rather not, besides you know how she is. You go in for a chat or whatever and then she grabs you with those damn metal tentacles and… Urgh I hate it when Washu does her little experiments!” She growled but her mood quickly changed as she felt another twinge of pain shoot through her left arm. “Well, I'm feeling rather sleepy… It was really sweet for you to think about me though Tenchi, thank you for that.”

 

“Oh I'm sorry Ryoko! Good night! I hope you feel better! Oh and… If you are feeling better, don't try hovering over my bed… I am not sleeping in there for now, Lady Funaho and Lady Misaki are using my room while they stay here and I'd rather not have any odd situations arise from our normal routine… Okay?”

 

“Sure thing Tenchi and good night.”

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A week had passed since the arrival of the Jurian royalty and Ryoko had found the pain in her left arm was less apparent, now the annoying limb felt more numb than anything.

 

The young cyan haired woman teleported down from her perch to where Tenchi was struggling with a box filled with chouchin* and other assorted decorations to finish up the decorating of the shrine grounds. “Here Tenchi, let me help you with that… And by the way I have a question for you.”

 

“Ah, thanks Ryoko… And okay, shoot.” Tenchi said with a smile as she took the box from his tired arms.

 

“Isn't Obon a Buddhist festival? I thought the Masaki shrine was a Shinto shrine…” The ex-pirate asked, a slender eyebrow arched ever so slightly.

 

“Wow Ryoko, yes it is. But you see… Many shrines here in Japan are willing to share their beliefs with the other religions and their different festivals and celebrations. Just like how we also celebrate Christmas. Where'd you learn that?” He asked attempting to raise one of his eyebrows with little results.

 

Ryoko chuckled as Tenchi made several odd facial expressions as he attempted to arch one of his stubborn eyebrows above the other. “Books, I get bored a lot so I grab books from your dad's collection and bring them out here to the trees and read. Some of his books are good, but I would say most of them are junk.” She admitted with a slight smile.

 

 

“Ah, Tenchi there you are.” Katsuhito said with a nod, “Hmmm…? Now why is it that this pretty young lady is doing all the lifting?” The elder Misaki asked clicking his tongue in disappointment.

 

“Oh, don't worry Grandpa, I offered. I wouldn't want Tenchi tiring out his arms too much… I want to help him with that later…” She said with a wink, Katsuhito chuckled slightly as the young woman's forward comments never ceased to amaze him.

 

“Well, in return for your hard work I believe you are deserving of a reward, Ryoko. If you would stop by later tonight before the festivities begin I will have something for you.” The old man said with a smile before turning and heading back into the Shrine house to finish some paper work and start a fresh batch of tea.

 

Tenchi and Ryoko glanced at each other before shrugging, “Speaking of festivities… What exactly is going on with this festival anyway?” Ryoko asked as she set the box down on the deck to the shrine house.

 

“Well… I was meaning to talk to you and the other girl's about that… No one can use ANY powers because this place is going to be crawling with people. Dad went and put fliers up in town because someone he knows volunteered to bring a bunch of professional firework equipment and so we've got more to offer than the other local shrine this year… There's also going to be food, a folk dance and Grandpa said he wanted to do a play but I don't know if that's going to happen or not.”

 

Suddenly the Jurian Prince's body stiffened as he felt Ryoko's arms loop around his neck and her breath hot on his ear, “Tenchiiiiii… How `bout you watch the fire works with me… Please?” She whined, nuzzling his neck for good measure.

 

“S-sure Ryoko, but could you not do t-that?” Tenchi barely managed, his face was steadily growing darker at the proximity of the ex pirate.

 

Before the seductive response Ryoko had for him could even fully process the cyan haired woman found herself on the ground clutching at her eyes and nose a broom lying not far from her now ailing head.

 

“OY! What the hell?!” She cried venomously spitting out a few strands of straw that had forced their way into her mouth.

 

“M-miss Ryoko!! Have you no respect? Please leave lord Tenchi cleansed of your demonic touch for the festival tonight—“

 

“You damn bitch!! Mind your own business Aeka! I was just asking Tenchi to watch the fireworks with me…”

 

“What?! Lord Tenchi is this true? Please tell me you said no…!” The princess squeaked her nose wrinkled ever so lightly in disgust.

 

“Well, yes Aeka it is and I agreed to watch them with Ryoko but… I think it would be good to watch them with the whole family, don't you agree Ryoko?” Tenchi asked rubbing the back of his head nervously, the cyan haired woman stared at him sadly his oblivious nature ever present.

 

Before Ryoko could respond or even; before Aeka could add insult to injury Katsuhito caught the three youth's attentions, “Tenchi, I believe you owe Ryoko an apology. You will honor her wish to watch the fireworks with her since you have already given your word.”

 

Both Ryoko and Aeka gaped at the older Misaki, “EH?! But brother! How can you say tha—“ The princess silenced herself immediately as Katsuhito raised his hand and turned without another word to his younger sibling.

 

“Ryoko, why don't you come up her now and get that reward I mentioned earlier, and then I would very much appreciate it if you could teleport the both of us to Washu's laboratory.” Katsuhito said casting her a quick glance over his shoulder, the young woman nodded a dumbfounded expression smeared across her typically mischievous features.

 

“Lord Tenchi… What was brother referring to?” Aeka asked in a mystified voice, Tenchi shook his head and shrugged his shoulders as he watched both Ryoko and his grandfather disappear into the Shrine House.

 

“Lady Aeka, I wish I knew… Anyway, would you mind helping me hang the rest of these decorations? We only have about five hours until the people start piling in for the festival… This place is going to be a mess after three days of festivities.”

“Of course Lord Tenchi! You don't even have to ask! Mihoshi is probably finishing up the sweeping of the steps as we speak so I will be more than happy to help you!”

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Washu hummed to herself happily as she clicked a transparent key on her holotop, “There! The last of the security cameras are in place… The special set for our play still needs some work; I can finish that tonight though… Huh?” The short scientist glanced over her shoulder as the distinct sound of Ryoko teleporting erupted from not far behind her. “Why Katsuhito, Ryoko; what a surprise! What brings you two here?” Washu questioned jumping down from her floating cushion to greet the two rare visitors.

 

“Washu-san I wanted to speak with you about some disguises for tonight's festivities… There will be many people at the shrine that would become very suspicious of so many women with such… Odd hair, not to be rude.” Katsuhito stated bluntly adjusting his glasses with a slender finger before continuing.

 

“I also wanted to make sure we all have our positions in the families figured out, if you wish to be known as Ryoko's mother than it might be wise to revert to your more mature form.”

 

“Ah, I see. Well it should be easy for me to whip of disguises like yours highness, and big Washu needs to get out and have some fun every now and then I suppose.” The red head said with a chuckle as she clicked another button on her holotop, she then cast a quick glance at her daughter who was grinning to ear clutching something tightly to her chest.

 

“Enh… Ryoko? Earth to R-Y-O-K-O! There now, listen to your mom will ya? Go and fetch the other girl's and try to be nice about it `mmkay?” Washu ordered as she pushed her still daydreaming daughter through the exit of her lab before giving her a sharp slap on the back end. “You savvy?!”

 

“OY! Yes, yes okay? God damn woman you bug the hell outta me!” Ryoko growled teleporting with a short hiss, the package she'd received from Katsuhito still clutched tightly to her breast.

 

“Hmm…? Looks like I'll have to run some tests on her again… Do you know what that thing was she had?” Washu questioned the first Prince of Jurai; he nodded taking on his true form and standing before her his unwrinkled face much more appealing than his earthen form.

 

“She's been much better behavior wise as of late so I decided she deserved to have a good Yukata* for the Obon festival, or should I say date with Tenchi?”

 

“Heh, the latter would probably please her ego more, so that's why she was so happy… Was it Kiyone's?” Washu questioned as she once again went over the schematic she was making based off of Katsuhito's ability to disguise himself so completely.

 

“Yes it was; I figure she would rather have it used by one of the girls trying to woo Tenchi, than have it collect dust in my Shrine office. Besides, Ryoko's birthday is coming up, in another year she'll be of age by Earth's standards for marriage and will probably be able to use Kiyone's furisode* then as well.”

 

“Thank you… Yosho, for being so kind to her, it means a lot to me. And I'm sure it means a lot to her as well though I doubt she'd ever fully admit it. Are you finally starting to feel guilty over locking my poor innocent little Ryoko away for seven hundred years? Oh my!” The diminutive scientist said with a devious chuckle, Yosho sweat dropped at the elder woman's behavior but before he could defend himself she spoke out again.

 

“Oh! Ha~! The greatest genius in the universe strikes again!” Washu cried with pride as she clicked a button off to the far right of her holotop smirking all the while as Yosho reverted back into the form of Katsuhito once more.

“W-washu… You truly are the greatest scientific genius in the universe.” The man said with a nervous laugh as the genius eyed him with an almost Ryoko like fanged grin.

 

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“…. Washu? Where are you at? Ryoko said you wanted to see us!” Sasami cried as she peeked around the huge laboratory, “Now Mihoshi-san please stay close to me, we don't want to break anything and it's really dark in here…” The little girl said clutching the blonde's arm tightly.

 

“Oh Sasami dear I doubt little Washu would have anything dangerous in here!” Misaki said giving her daughter a reassuring smile, Funaho nodded in agreement with her fellow queen.

“Heh, you'd be surprised what Washu keeps in here gals.” Ryoko said with a sly smirk as she hovered above them her tail twitching with amusement.

 

“Little Ryoko… You play nice now; I don't want a fight starting in here. Lady Aeka, you first come `ere Princess!” Washu ordered as she appeared before them holding open a dimensional door, her small finger pointed towards a large and rather comfortable looking chair.

 

Aeka blanched at the thought but slowly moved forward to comply to Washu's orders, “Washu, what may I ask… Are you going to do?”

 

“Oh don't worry your pretty little head! We're just getting some disguises for the three days that Obon will be going on, Katsuhito said he wanted us to blend in more and most people on Earth don't have purple hair Princess.” Washu said as she began to input a bunch of data, periodically glancing at Aeka before returning her gaze to the keys before her.

 

“Now, since we're in Japan I am making most of us have black hair and brown eyes. We've also got a specific family structure here ladies. I am going to be in my adult form and I will be Professor Hakubi Washu, and you daughter… Are Hakubi Ryoko, you understand? Aeka and Sasami you two are still sisters and Funaho you and Misaki will have to be sisters for now too, I suppose Azusa should stick with Misaki and the others for this one…”

 

“That's fine Washu, we all know that I am Azusa's wife and that's all that matters. I suppose I am the easy one out of all of us…”

 

“You most certainly are! I am guessing that Aeka will look a bit like you milady.” As she said this Washu hit the same key she had pressed earlier to revert Yosho back to Katsuhito a collective gasp arose from the on looking women.

 

“…. How do I look? I don't feel any different…” Aeka mumbled a blush quickly making its way across her features, Washu grinned as she helped her out of the extremely comfortable chair.

 

“To be honest you don't look all that different, your hair was pretty dark to begin with you were probably the easiest of the girl's I have to disguise Lady Aeka. Well, Sasami you're next dear!”

“Oh! Okay Washu, say… Do I have to get rid of my freckles too? I kind of like them…” The little girl said with a blush, Washu smiled at Sasami and ruffled her hair before heading over to her computer.

 

“Oh don't worry Sasami, you can keep them. You and Misaki will both keep your freckles; I am also setting you two for more of a dark brown hair color since your hair is so light. I studied up on Asian blood lines, there are people in Japan with freckles, but they're not full blooded Japanese. We can say you guys have some Western influence in your family… Okay here goes nothin'!”

 

Washu smiled as she watched the process repeat itself for Sasami, the little girl blinked several times and pulled one of her long pigtails forward to examine it. “Oh wow! It's so much darker! Do I look okay guys?” She asked blushing slightly as she jumped up from her seat, her mother ran forward and embraced her.

 

“Yes Sasami! You look adorable!” She squealed crushing her daughter to herself tightly in her excitement.

 

“Lady Misaki, you're next it's safe to say you'll look pretty much the same as Sasami.” Washu said allowing Sasami to catch her breath as her mother reluctantly released her and made her way to the chair as her daughter's had previously done.

 

When at last the three finished woman were standing together comparing their new looks Washu once again spoke up, “Now Misaki, I'm sure you can help Aeka and Sasami get ready. Here are your outfits for tonight, they're simple kimonos but the summer heat will get you if you where anything too elaborate. I'm sure by the sizes you can tell who's is who's. Lady Funaho, would you mind staying here to help me get Mihoshi and Ryoko ready??”

 

Funaho bowed her head with a smile, “It would be an honor Washu, I will see you three later then. Have fun and come down here when you're finished I can't wait to see you in your Yukatas.”

 

Washu turned towards Ryoko, “You're next kiddo, Mihoshi can pass as an American but you… Cannot. Come on little Ryoko, time to tame that hair of yours!” The red head said with an evil smile as she activated a shield around her lab that would block Ryoko's powers when she attempted to escape but to her surprise Ryoko shrugged and started towards the chair.

 

“Sure thing Washu, but you'd better make it only temporary or you will be bald.” Ryoko countered as she flopped onto the chair her cat like eyes following her mother as she moved back to the holotop…

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So? How was it? Any good? This is my first Tenchi fanfiction so I would really appreciate feedback and critiques

Obon festival:The 13th through 16th of August is called Obon in Japan. Obon is a Buddhist event and one of the most important traditions for Japanese people. It is the period of praying for the repose of the souls of one's ancestors. People believe that their ancestors' spirits come back to their homes to be reunited with their family during Obon.

Ryoko's Age:Ryoko is technically 5017 in Earth years, but she often refers to herself by the smaller number of 2000 (galactic calendar years) when she gives it out herself because she is self conscious that Aeka is younger. Though technically going of their family back grounds I believe Ryoko is actually “younger” than Aeka because she can live much, MUCH longer. But that's just my opinion. (Kind of like dogs live shorter lives because they age faster… Did I explain that right?)

~ = These little page breaks are to show skipping from one scene to another, but the single ~ means that its happening at the same time just another place.

~~ = A scene that is taking place after a period of time, can be a few hours to perhaps a few days, and maybe if I am feeling lazy enough… Years.

Chouchin:Paper lanterns, often red for Obon, on the last day of Obon the special chouchin with the family crest painted on them are hung outside to show the wandering spirits their way home.

Yukata:Japanese summer garment. People wearing yukata are a common sight at fireworks displays, bon-odori festivals, and other summer events. The yukata is a casual form of kimono that is also frequently worn after bathing at traditional Japanese inns. Though their use is not limited to after-bath wear, yukata literally means bath(ing) clothes.

Furisode:A style of kimono. It is the most formal style of kimono worn by unmarried women in Japan. The furisode is made of very fine, brightly colored silk, and is commonly rented or bought by parents for their daughters to wear when celebrating Coming of Age Day the year they turn 20. By wearing a furisode, a young woman signifies that she is both single and a legal adult, and thus available for marriage. In this sense, a furisode might be likened to the formal gowns worn by debutantes in the West. Furisode are distinguishable by their long sleeves, which average between 39 and 42 inches in length. The name "furisode" literally translates as swinging (furi) sleeves (sode). The furisode is generally worn for formal social functions such as the tea ceremony or wedding ceremonies of relatives. As a furisode can be very expensive, many women rent them as needed rather than purchasing them.

Yosho/ Katsuhito:Okies… I think any fan knows that they're the same person; I will use each name when he is in the respective form, so when he's younger he's Yosho and when he's the dirty and humorous old Shinto Priest? You guessed it, Katsuhito.

Ryoko's tail: I'm sure a lot of you already know this but just making sure… Ryoko's tail is only an accessory found on what, three of her outfits? I believe the power of the gems is what makes it move and since my story has placed a lot of significance on the gems later on you'll see why I bring her tail up now. heh. I can't wait to get to the more serious part of this story.

OVA and TV Crossover: As I stated above, I am mixing some characters from Tenchi Universe into the OVA story line as well as some characters from the manga, who you ask? Well so far we've got Tama Washu's little helper that was once Dark Washu. And I was considering throwing Mayuka into the fray but then decided against it, not only will I be making it harder on myself to write the story but it will be much more difficult for the gang to fight and worry about a lil' baby. Besides, I am not sure what point in time Mayuka appeared in Tenchi since it's a cannon idea for the OVA but it has no real relevance to the overall true story. So sorry Mayuka fans!! I will also be cutting some things out, I was very un happy with the change in Kiyone for the TM! Ryo-Ohki OVA3 and I refuse to support the idea that she was a complete loon. I like the mother they portray in the ending of the manga with the adorable journal entry to her only son.