Subject: [FFML] [fanfic] [OMB/Tenchi/TtP continuity] No Need for 'Niichan part 1
From: "Christopher Angel" <c_j_angel@hotmail.com>
Date: 5/19/1998, 12:59 AM
To: "Fanfic Mailing List" <ffml@fanfic.com>

This one's ending up to be HUGE.  *shrug* Oh well.  It's a blast to write,
that's for sure.

No Need for 'Niichan!
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An Insert for Turn the Page

All characters the property of their respective owners, and are being used
without permission.  Please don't sue me.

***

If one was to look up in the sky at exactly 10:23:22 AM, on June 30, 1995,
in the Okoyama mountainous area, one would see a rather reassuring sight.

Empty sky.

However, if one could go into the state known as 'no-time' at that exact
moment, and happened to look up then, in that location, they would see a
rather odd sight.

A largish, stocky, North American male, wearing black jeans, a white dress
shirt, and a dark green trenchcoat, flying across the sky at incredible
speeds.

And if one listened very carefully, one would hear the following:

"...why is it that every single time I have a date planned He comes up with
something to ruin it?  Or my stupid sisters?  Or the other girl does!  Jeez,
what am I, their personal gopher?  Need to go somewhere?  Ask Oniichan!
Need an errand ran?  Ask Oniichan!  Christopher Angel, God of Moments, and
general flunky.  Sheeeeeeeeeeeesh...."

With that, he stopped and hovered in the air, pulling out a map.  "OK,
there's the mountain, so the tree should be..." he rotated in the air,
looking around, "...there!  Good...good...that means the place I'm looking
for is..." a largish house came into his line of vision "...THERE!"

Chris paused and stared at the house.  "NICE place...what is that, 1000
square meters?  It's freaking HUGE!"  He started to head towards the house,
stopping to place a quizzical glance on a field as he passed it.  "Somebody
likes their carrots."

As he flew towards the house at a lesiurely pace, Chris pulled the dossier
from his trenchcoat and read the instructions.  "Find the woman named Washu
Habuki, and read to her the letter placed herein."  He shook his head.
"Chris' Delivery Service.  When you want it there...NOW!"

Chris landed on the porch and scratched his head.  "You know, I've got to
have a long talk with one of the other healing-aspect gods, this talking to
myself thing can't be healthy."  He stepped out of no-time and prepared to
knock on the door, when it exploded outward in a burst of red flame.

Throwing himself back and summoning his armor, Chris stared in bewilderment
at the cyan-haired woman who stood in the wreckage of the doorway.  She held
a long sword that appeared to be made of nothing but light, and wore a black
bodysuit embossed with red flames.  A glowing red crystal was embedded in
her left wrist.  The lecherous portion of Chris' mind took quite an interest
in her rather buxom figure.

"Who the hell are you?" Chris and the woman demanded in unison.

***

"You listen up and listen good, Ayeka, I'm sick and tired of you getting in
the way between Tenchi and me!" Ryoko growled, poking the princess in the
sternum with every other syllable.  "Mind your own damn business!"

Tenchi sat at the dinner table, his head in his hands.  *Why me?  Which
deity did I offend to have to deal with this?*  He began to stand up to stop
them, and noticed Ayeka preparing her usual retort.  With a groan, he
slumped back to the table.  Ryo-Ohki, in her adolescent form, patted him on
the back.

Ayeka made her trademark laugh, holding her sleeve up to cover her mouth.
"As if Tenchi-sama would want to spend time with a bakemono like you!"

Sasami gave Tenchi a look of sympathy, then shared a giggle with Ichi over
the antics of the two fighting women.

"Sasami-chan?" Ichi murmured softly as he watched the two fight.

"Hai?" she replied, gazing deep into his eyes.

Ichi blushed and tried to stay focussed.  *I wish she'd stop that, it's hard
to concentrate.*  "In the three years I've been here, we've watched those
two fight day in day out, and I've decided something."  He looked at Tenchi
again.  "I am NEVER getting involved with more than one girl."

"Good plan," Tenchi muttered.  "Wish I followed it."

"You'd better not," Sasami said dangerously.  "I don't share."  She paused
and considered that statement.  "Unless it was someone I REALLY liked," the
barely teenaged girl giggled, and focussed her attention back on the
argument.  "She'll be grabbing Tenchi-niichan right about...now."

Ryoko growled and teleported to kneel beside Tenchi, wrapping her arms
around him in a sensual hug.  "Tenchi doesn't feel that way, ne Tenchi?  Ne?
Ne?"

The young man began to struggle out of Ryoko's grip, trying to not notice
Ryoko's assets.  "Aww, Ryoko..."

Ichi whistled softly.  "That's one Ryoko-neechan's better hugs."

Suddenly Ryo-Ohki yelped and turned to the door to the foyer, her wild mane
of hair rising as she hissed at something.

Ryoko looked at the cabbit-girl, some communication passing between them.
She then glared at the door.  Ryoko stood, gathered a ball of power in her
hand.  With a roar, she flew to the door and threw the energy blast.

***

"A summer's warm breeze
Winds through the rooms of my shrine
A lazy spirit."

Yosho grinned at the words on the page, savoring the feel of them on his
tongue.  "One of my better ones," he decided, folding the page and setting
it inside a drawer at his side.  He bent his head to write upon the page
once more.

Suddenly, he snapped his head up and stared towards the house.  A sick
feeling of dread shot up his spine.

"Dear Kami-sama, don't let them offend whichever one that is," he prayed,
and shot to his feet.  He sprinted out of the shrine at a pace that
completely belied his age.

***

Chris stared in astonishment as the woman walked warily towards him.  As she
got within a few dozen meters of him, he began backing up at the same rate.
"Now calm down!  There's no reason to be violent.  I'm just here to see
someone."

"Hah!" Ryoko snorted.  "Like I'm dumb enough to let someone with a power
level like yours wander around."  Behind her, Ayeka peered through the
wreckage of the door and stepped through it, followed by Tenchi.

Tenchi looked at the man in blue-green metaillic armor and activated his
sword, moving to stand between beside Ryoko.  "A friend of yours?" he asked
Ryoko.

Sasami and Ichi looked around the doorframe at the newcomer.  Sasami
suddenly gasped, turned, and ran towards Washu's lab. Ichi looked after her
bewildered, and move to stand beside Ayeka.  He summoned his own dark-blue
blade, but didn't move to join Ryoko or Tenchi.

"Look, I didn't come here to fight!" Chris insisted as he backed up towards
the docks.  "Can't you people understand that?"

"Ryoko," Tenchi began, not banishing his sword but no longer advancing, "why
did you attack him?"

"Can't you feel it, Tenchi?" Ryoko growled.  "He's practically reeking with
power!  Why else would someone like that be here than to cause trouble?"

"Would you believe I'm just delivering something?" Chris suggested.

"No!" Ryoko snapped, and charged.  She swung her sword in a vicious arc that
would have bisected the giant of a man...

...if he had been there.

***

Sasami ran to Washu's lab and opened the door, not even bothering to knock.
She frantically searched the huge sub-dimension, her voice filled with
panic.  "Washu-chan!  Oh, please, Washu-chan, where are you?"

At her terminal, Washu turned towards the voice that called her.  The only
time she had ever heard Sasami sound like that was when something was REALLY
wrong.  She stood off of her cushion and ran towards the girl.  A moment
later she found the girl, and was nearly knocked off balance was Sasami
hurled herself into her arms.  "Whoa!  What's wrong,  Sasami-chan?"

"There's this weird man at the door, and Ryoko-neechan is trying to kill
him, and every time I see him I feel so sad!" the girl sobbed.

Washu frowned, and held Sasami up, and looked deep into her tear-filled
eyes.  "Tsunami, come forth," she commanded.  Sasami's eyes seemed to blank
out, and then the bipart triangle on her forehead disappeared and was
replaced by two golden circles.  Tsunami blinked and took a step back,
trying to control her tears.  "I was right, it's you who's sad, not Sasami."

"Hai," Tsunami replied.  "That man reminded me of something that I had hoped
to forget."  She closed her eyes for a moment and took a deep breath.  "That
man is one of THEM, Washu.  He is one of His children, and Ryoko is trying
to kill him.  That CAN'T happen."

"What are you talking..." Washu began, and then trailed off as memories came
back to her.  Memories of a time long, long past, of her earliest years.
Memories of the one who created her and her sisters.  The first person she
ever loved, and the result of that love.  Other children.  Tears came to
Washu's eyes and she fell to her knees.  "My baby girl," she sobbed.  "My
little baby girl."

Tsunami knelt, wrapped her arms around Washu and held her tightly.  "I know,
Oneesama.  I know.  But we need to save that poor man before your other
daughter kills him and brings down His wrath."

Washu nodded, rubbed at her eyes a bit, and stood, sniffling.  "Hai."  She
shrugged off Tsunami's hands and walked back to her terminal.  She punched a
key, and a black doorway appeared.  Washu nodded to Tsunami to proceed her.
"Go on."  The azure-haired girl ran through the doorway, and Washu started
to follow her.  Before entering the door, she stopped, and looked off into
space.  "This time, Kami-chan, I'm not going to let it go."

***

In no-time, Chris stared at the energy blade mere inches in front of his
face and tried to avoid fainting as he tried to maintain the jump at this
close proximity to another person - and one of power at that.  "Tyr's
testicles," he swore, "that's one nutso babe."

He carefully stepped away from her, giving her a good lookover as he did so.
"Bah.  Ami with a nasty streak," he decided, then cocked his head and
considered that statement.  "Wait, she already has a nasty streak.  OK, a
VICIOUS streak."  He chuckled to himself and walked over to the young man
who accompanied 'Ryoko' - Tenchi, he recalled.

Tenchi was a remarkably handsome man, with an obviously lithe, muscular
build that reminded him of Baldur's.  His sword was much like the energy
blade Ryoko used, except it was light blue and seemed to be coming from an
odd wooden hilt in his hands.

Chris frowned.  For a mortal, this guy was giving off a LOT of timestream
interference.  He could barely come within a meter of the man without having
to strain to stay in no-time - a figure almost on the order of the gods.
Ryoko's radius was similar, he realized, as he moved back towards her, only
the adrenaline in his system allowed him to stay in no-time when he was that
close to her before.

His curiosity aroused, Chris moved on towards the two people who were
watching.  The regal-looking young woman with purple hair had a half-meter
radius, while the young man with green hair and a blue energy blade was the
same, if not a bit more.

Walking towards some steps he saw leading up to a shrine, Chris sat down and
stared at the quartet.  "Who the hell are these people?" he wondered.  "I
mean, that Tenchi guy and that Ryoko chick have near-deity magnitude power
figures...and those other two have levels FAR beyond those of normal humans,
not to mention those bloody lightsabers they're all using."  He suddenly
frowned and squinted at the people.  "Waitasec.  Cyan hair?  Purple?  NEON
GREEN?  Have I missed a fad somewhere?  That other girl - the one Skuld's
age...she had azure hair!  By Saturn's beard, these people CAN'T be human!"

He stepped back into the timestream.  "Would you PLEASE stop that?  I don't
want to hurt you!"

***

Tenchi's surprise at seeing the man disappear was short lived - in fact, it
was quickly replaced by a sort of dismay as he heard the man's words, and
turned to face him.  "You REALLY shouldn't have said that."

"Hurt ME?" Ryoko growled, and laughed coldly.  "You should be more worried
about me hurting YOU."  She flicked out of existence, and appeared a few
meters above Chris' head, her sword ready for a deadly blow.  "DIE!" she
screamed as she fell towards him, but the man dove out of the way.

"CRUD!" Chris yelled and threw up his left arm.  Ryoko's blade impacted the
shield with a sizzle, and she hung there for a moment, almost as if she was
being held up by that merest contact alone.  With a roar, she pulled back
her blade and swung it in a sideways, only to have it slam against the
sword-blade on Chris' right arm.  Chris made a feint with the broad left
blade, and Ryoko teleported away.

"That's it," he growled.  "I tried to be nice, I tried to be an easygoing
guy, but I've had ENOUGH!"  He winked out of existence again, and reappeared
above and behind Ryoko.  Just as he began to fall, the flat of his blade
ready to strike Ryoko's head, Tenchi's voice rang out.

"RYOKO!  BEHIND YOU!"

Ryoko whirled, her arm outstretched in a strike that took Chris in the left
side of his torso, cutting a good two inches into his body before the power
of his armor stopped the blade.  With a scream, Chris collapsed to the
ground, cluthing his side as crimson blood streamed out of the wound.

***

"Hmm...I need to adjust the feedback on this circuit," Skuld muttered to
herself as she worked in her room.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her side that nearly sent her into
unconsciousness.  "Oniichan!" she gasped.  She worked herself to her feet
and stumbled out her room, heading down the hall to the living area.

There, she found Belldandy crumpled in Keiichi's arms.  Urd was kneeling in
front of the TV, her right hand clamped to her left side while she poked at
the screen with her left.  "Why the hell can't I teleport?" she demanded.

"We have to go to him!" Skuld cried.  Tears formed in her eyes, partly from
the sympathetic pain and partly from worry.  "He's hurt!"

"Don't you think I know that?" Urd snapped.  "Something stopping me from
teleporting!"

The phone suddenly rang.  Urd stormed over and picked it up.  "WHAT?!" she
growled, then paled.  "Gomen," she said quickly, and began to frown and
flush as she listened to the voice on the other end.  "Now just wait a
minute-" she took the phone from her face, stared at it in disgust, and
slammed it back to the reciever.   She walked back to the couch, flopped
down, and proceeded to curse.

"What did He say?" Skuld demanded.

"He's prevented us from teleporting," was Urd's sullen reply.  "'It's well
in hand,' He said.  'Trust Me,' He said."  She snorted in disgust.

Skuld simply gave her sister an agast stare.  "But...but..."

"I know, but what can we do?"

"Skuld?" the two sisters turned to look at Belldandy, who was now awake,
although still pale.  "Do you think you'd be able to make a tracking
device?"

The youngest goddess gaped at her sister blankly for a moment, and then a
gleeful cast came across her face.  "You bet!" she cheered, and ran off to
her room.

"I'm surprised, Bell," Urd said with a sort of smug smile.  "Disobeying
Kami-sama?"

Belldandy stood with Keiichi's help and smiled back at her sister.  "We may
not be able to teleport, but we have other means at our disposal," she said,
and then she scowled.  "Oniichan needs us.  I know it."

***

Ryoko brought her blade up for a finishing blow, when a hand caught her arm
in a steely grip.  Looking over, she saw Yosho holding her, a grim look on
his face.  "I cannot let you do that, Ryoko-san."

The skies began to thicken with clouds.

A black portal opened in the air midway between the stairs and the house,
and Tsunami jumped out, followed a second later by Washu.  Tsunami took a
frantic look around, and then spotted Chris laying on the ground, a scarlet
stain spreading beneath him.  "Iie," she whispered.  "This can't be
happening!"

Washu placed her hand on Tsunami's shoulder.  "Panic later, Tsunami.  Right
now, we have a young man to save."  Together, they ran over to the injured
man and the two people struggling near him.

The sky, now thick with grey-white clouds, began to darken.

"Let me go!" Ryoko howled as she twisted and tugged in Yosho's grip.  "He's
got to die!  Can't you see?  He's evil!  He's dangerous! He's-" she suddenly
collapsed, and Yohso looked in surprise at Washu.

"Kagato's work," she explained, disgusted.  "I should have known he'd have
arranged for something like this."  She over her shoulder at Tenchi.  "Take
her inside and put her to bed," she ordered.  "Ayeka, call your guardians,
we need them."

Washu turned to her many-times-great-grandson.  "Ichi, I want you to go to
my lab and ready that big table near my medical room."  The young man nodded
absently, but didn't move.  Instead, he was staring at Tsunami with a
confused look.  "ICHI!"  He jumped and began running towards the portal,
stopping jsut before he entered to look at Tsunami again.

She walked over to the wounded man, and knelt at his side.  She carefully
pulled his hand away from his wound, and winced at what she saw.  Feeling
aorund the plate that was bound to the man's torso, she frowned.  "No
latches, no attachments, it's seamless.  I wonder how he gets it off?"

"Tsunami!"  The azure-haired girl was at her side in a flash.  "I'm going to
try to get him to lose this armor.  Once it's gone, you're going to have to
hold this wound together.  Got it?"  Tsunami nodded and moved to position by
the gash.

Thunder rolled and the air, once calm, began to pick up in a brisk breeze.

Washu moved to the man's head and lifted the helmet from his head.  She
placed her hand on his cheek, feeling how cold he was and cursed.  The last
thing she needed was him going into shock, and he was.  She slapped his
cheek gently.  "Hey, you, wake up!  Come on," she slapped him a bit harder,
and he stirred a bit and looked blearly up at her.

"Skuld?" he whispered, and then looked down his torso at Tsunami. "Bell?"
He blinked a few times and squinted up at Washu.  "Not Skuld."

"Iie, I'm not your Skuld," Washu said kindly.  "We need you to get rid of
your armor, OK?"  He nodded and closed his eyes for a second, and the
blue-green armor sort of shimmered, and faded away.  Immediately, Tsunami
pressed a piece of her clothing against the vicious slash in his side,
holding it shut.  He gasped in pain, and Washu slipped her hand in his and
gripped it tightly.  "I know.  I'll make it better.  I promise."

"Was sure it was Skuld..." the man murmured as he fell back into
unconsiousness.

Lightning began to flash about the sky, and the wind started blowing dust
and leaves into the air.

"Washu-san," Ayeka said tentatively.  "I've brought Azaka and Kamidake."

"Good," Washu said, and extracated her hand from the man's grip.  "I want
you two to put your force field around this man and Tsu-er...Sasami. Pick up
them, the ground everything.  Move them back though the portal to my lab."

"HAI!" the guardians responded, and positioned themselves at opposite sides
of the pair.  A misty filed came into existence, and with a jerk, they
lifted Washu's patient up off the ground.

"GENTLY!" Washu roared.  "Gently!"  She shook her head as the two gaurdians
started to carry their burden at a more sedate pace.  "I've got enough work
as it is."  She supervised as they went through the portal and then turned
to Ayeka and Yosho.  "Get eneryone inside," she said, just as a heavy,
driving rain began to fall.  "This is gonna be one hell of a storm."

--
Christopher "God-boy" Angel
c_j_angel@hotmail.com
http://www.geocities.com/~ca_godboy

Washu: It's impolite to ask a girl's age.
Chris: Since when was I polite?

                            -No Need for 'Niichan/Turn the Page