The Mihoshi Incident 
A Tenchi Muyo/Star Trek crossover 
 
By : Derek Sherman (doppleganger@usa.pipeline.com or mondomage@aol.com) 
 
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As with all anime fanfics, the characters described herein are the 
copyrighted property of their creators, owners, production studios,  
and whoever else might decide to sue me if they thought I was worth  
the trouble.  ^_^ 
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Author's note : This fanfic is a rough draft, and as such is 
probably chock full of spelling errors and other insundry mistakes. 
If you spot any, or feel that something's just not right, don't 
hesitate to let me know. All I ask is that you be kind to me. I 
bruise easy. 
 
And now, on with the show! 
 
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Chapter 7 - Chaos, Mihoshi style 
 
 
"...by accessing specifically located storage matrices within 
sub-space." 
  Geordi glanced at the main screen, where Yukinojo's visage waited 
patiently. "It does so by utilizing a rectified positron beam, 
right?" 
  "Correct." Yukinojo replied. "Carefully tuned to the resonant 
frequency of the desired storage location." 
  "That explains it, then." Geordi said, turning to Captain 
Picard. "Mihoshi must have tried to access one of those sub-space 
storage matrices during the transport. Sensors registered a burst 
of positrons immediately before the matter stream was diverted." 
  Sasami, standing next Riker, shook her head slowly. "This is 
making my head hurt." 
  Riker smiled, laying a comforting hand on Sasami's shoulder. To 
Geordi, he asked "So what happened to Mihoshi?" 
  Geordi paused. "We're not sure. The matter stream remained  
intact, as far as we can tell, so she definitely rematerialized in one  
piece. We're just not sure where." 
  Picard nodded slowly. "Mister Worf, have our sensor sweeps of 
the area detected any trace of her?" 
  "No, sir." Worf replied. "But sensors *are* picking up  
fluctuations in the Warbird's shields and weapon systems." 
  "What kind of fluctuations?" Picard asked. 
  Data half-turned. "The readings indicate some sort of imbalance 
in the Warbird's power systems, sir. Their weapons have been 
rendered inoperable by the imbalance." 
  "Could have something to do with why Captain Kila was called 
away." Riker commented. 
  "Indeed, Number One." Picard replied. "But what's causing it?" 
 
--- 
 
Captain Kila stormed onto the bridge, glared momentarily at the 
flickering lights, then turned to her first officer. "What's going 
on, Marik?" she growled. 
  "The primary power distribution systems has been damaged,  
Captain." he replied. "Disruptors and torpedo launchers are down." 
  "And the shields?" 
  "Still functioning, barely. We're attempting to determine the  
cause of the damage." He pointed to the main screen, where a  
schematic diagram of the ship was displayed. "Damage seems to 
be concentrated on deck 6." 
  "Deck 6?" Kila muttered, "That's where..." Her eyes narrowed. 
"Is the Federation spy still in the holding cell?" 
  "Internal sensors are non-functional, Captain." Marik walked to 
a nearby intercom. "Holding area two, report on the prisoner." 
  "Sir!" came the frantic reply. "The prisoner has escaped!" 
  "WHAT?!" Kila shouted. "How is that possible?" 
  "Apparently she forced open an access panel, Captain." the 
guard replied nervously. "She shorted out the force field, and 
damaged several other systems as well." 
  "I see." To Marik, she said "Inform security that we have an  
intruder on board. She is to be apprehended at all costs. If she  
resists..." she smirked, "Kill her. See to it yourself." 
  "Without internal sensors we'll have to conduct a deck-by-deck 
search, Captain." 
  "Then you'd better get on with it." Kila growled. "Now." 
  "Immediately, Captain." Marik responded, heading for the turbo- 
lift. 
  Turning her gaze back to the main screen, Kila hissed through 
clenched teeth. "It seems we have underestimated this Federation 
saboteur... she's more clever than I thought." 
 
--- 
 
"Why is it that you can never find a toilet when you really need 
one?" Mihoshi sobbed, standing with legs crossed and tears streaming 
down her face. "Would it be so hard to put up signs or something?" 
  Glancing around the empty hallway, Mihoshi sighed. "Where did 
every go, anyway? How am I supposed to ask directions if there's 
nobody to ask?" Her eyes fell on a doorway at the end of the hall. 
Legs still crossed, she shuffled quickly towards it. 
  The doors swished open, to reveal a turbo-lift. Stepping inside, 
Mihoshi looked around. "This looks like one of those elevators 
they have on the Enterprise." She scratched her head. "How did 
they... ummmm... computer? Hello, computer?" 
  "State desired destination." a mechanical, sexless monotone voice 
replied. 
  "I need to get to a toilet!" she blurted. 
  "That is not a known deck or section. Please restate request." 
  Mihoshi blinked. "Toilet! I need a toilet!" 
  "That is not a known deck or section. Please restate request." 
  "Restate request? I don't understand. I just want to find a 
toilet!" She began to sob. "Why don't you understand what a 
toilet is?" 
  "That is not a known deck or section. Please restate request." 
  Mihoshi put her hands to her head and leaned forward. "Oh, I give  
up." Her head bumped against the wall. "Ouch!" 
  "Manual input accepted." 
  Mihoshi blinked as the turbolift began to move. "What? B-but I  
didn't..." She glanced at the spot where she had bumped into the 
wall - a panel covered with buttons. "Um... I guess I did." 
 
--- 
 
"We've completed searches of decks one through seven, Captain." 
  "No sign of her?" Kila asked. 
  "None, Captain. We're proceeding to deck eight." 
  Kila thumbed an intercom. "Engineering! How long before internal 
sensors are operational again?" 
  "At least an hour, Captain. The interface circuitry has been 
fused." 
  Kila slammed a fist down onto the console. "Where can that 
damn woman be?" 
 
--- 
 
Stepping through the door, Mihoshi found herself standing in a 
moderate-sized room, packed full of panels and monitors. Near 
the far wall, a lone Romulan was studying the inside of an 
open panel. "Um.... excuse me?" Mihoshi said. 
  The Romulan looked up, startled. "What the... who are you? What 
are you doing in here!?" 
  Mihoshi took a step back. "This isn't the toilet, is it?" 
  "The what?" The Romulan raced over to an intercom. "Security 
alert! We have an intruder in Engineering!" 
  "There's really no need for that, I mean I can find the toilet 
all by myself if you just give me directions." Mihoshi sighed. 
"Boy, all this walking around is wearing me out." She leaned back 
against a console. 
  "What are you doing!?" The Romulan Engineer screamed, rushing 
towards her. "Don't touch th-" 
  Without warning, the room lurched downward, knocking Mihoshi 
and the Romulan crewman off of their feet. Instead of falling as 
she expected, Mihoshi found herself floating several feet above 
the floor. 
  "You've shut down the gravity controls!" the Romulan yelped, 
rocketing past Mihoshi and slamming into the wall. 
  "Oh, my! I'm so very sorry!" she gushed, moving her arms and 
legs in an attempt to swim over to him. "I didn't mean to do that.  
Honestly, it was an accident." Finding herself next to the 
panel she had sat on initially, Mihoshi smiled. "Here, let me  
see if I can fix it." She reached out and pressed on the console. 
  The Romulan's eyes widened. "NO!" 
 
--- 
 
"Captain!" Worf reported. "Something's happened to the Romulan 
vessel!" 
  "What? On screen." Picard commanded. The image flashed to show 
the Romulan Warbird. 
  Riker jumped to his feet. "What in the world?" The Warbird had  
rotated so that it was standing on its nose, spinning in a slow  
circle. As they watched, the left warp nacelle flashed and went 
dark. "Data, what's going on?" 
  Data's hands flew over his console. "The Warbird's shields have 
failed. I'm detecting strong fluctuations in their artificial gravity  
systems, as well as their drive system." 
  "What the hell's happening?" Riker asked, walking over to stand  
beside the android. 
  "Unknown." Data replied. 
  Picard turned to Worf. "Hail them." 
  "Aye, Captain." Worf paused, checking his displays. "No response." 
  "Keep trying." Picard ordered. He turned to look at Beverly and 
Sasami, who were standing by the turbolift. "Beverly, you had 
better take Sasami back to sick bay." 
  Sasami shook her head. "I want to stay right here, until you 
find Mihoshi." 
  Beverly knelt down. "Sasami, that's not a good idea, not right 
now." 
  "I'm staying." Sasami stated firmly. 
  "Captain." Data interrupted. "I have located Mihoshi." He looked 
at Picard. "She's on board the Romulan vessel." 
  "How did she get over there?" Riker asked. 
  "We'll deal with that later," Picard commented, "First, let's 
get her back." 
 
--- 
 
"Engineering!" Captain Kila's voice reverberated through the 
room. "Report! What's going on down there!" 
  The Chief Engineer was floating near the ceiling. "Gravity 
controls damaged, Captain. Attitude controls as well. Further, 
the warp core is off-line." He glared at Mihoshi. "Our intruder 
has rendered us impotent, Captain." 
  "I said I was sorry!" Mihoshi cried, performing a slow cart- 
wheel around the compartment. "What more do you want?" 
  "Your head on a stake!" The Engineer spat. "Or perhaps a  
disruptor, set on full." 
  "No need to be rude." 
  Kila's voice blared out again. "How long will it take to repair 
gravity control?" 
  "I've yet to determine the extent of the damage, Captain." 
he replied. "The rest of my crew were out assisting in the 
search for the intruder when this occured." 
  Mihoshi, who had come to a rest near the floor, waved. "Excuse me." 
  "Enough excuses." Kila retorted. "Just get to work." 
  The Engineer sighed. "Right away, Captain." 
  "Excuse me?" Mihoshi repeated, slightly louder. "Please?" 
  Shooting her an evil look, the Engineer growled "What do you 
want now?" 
  She blushed. "I... well.... I have to go." 
  "Look at the damage you've caused!" the Chief Engineer shouted. 
"You're not going anywhere until Security gets here!" 
  Mihoshi giggled. "No, I don't need to go, I need to *GO*." 
  "What are you babbling about?" 
  "I need to use the toilet." Mihoshi explained, blushing. "All 
this floating around is.... well... I mean..." She shifted  
uncomfortably. "I *REALLY* need to use the toilet." 
  "You must be kidding me." The Engineer frowned. "What kind of  
saboteur are you?" 
  Mihoshi blinked. "Sabo-what?" 
  "Oh, never mind." He motioned towards a door on the far wall.  
"It's over there." 
  "It is? Oh, thank you so very much! I really appreciate this!" She 
reached out and pulled herself along the wall. Unexpectedly, she  
began to drift upwards. As she scrambled for a handhold, her hands 
brushed across a button-encrusted panel and she grabbed a large 
red handle. 
  The Engineer paled. "What are you... DON'T!" 
 
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Heh. Mihoshi strikes again  ^_^ 
 
Derek