(continued from part 1)

Freyja, chief goddess of love and fertility and patroness of the
Valkyries, lay back, sunning herself and drinking a pina colada. Her
hair was pale blonde and tied in a single ponytail that, had she been
standing up, would have reached down to her ankles. The briefest of
French-cut swimsuits made a valiant but mostly-futile attempt to cover
a body which was a perfect combination of Swedish bikini model and
adolescent wet dream.

She had a few of those running right now, as a matter of fact -- 65535
of them, having maxed out her allotment on Yggrasil's background
process queue. One terminated. She checked the pending list and
launched another. She wished she had some macros to handle tedious
tasks like this. But the last time she'd written one of *those*, she'd
forgotten to put in a terminating condition for one of the loops.
Tailhook91 had continued running way past the point where it should
have, and crashed embarrassingly.

It wasn't her fault. She was just a user. Other people were supposed
to perform the system admin stuff. Speaking of whom, she noticed
someone walking up to her.

"So, how are things progressing with Keiichi and your sister?" Freyja
asked.

"Still working on it," replied Urd, hiding her annoyance. "I, uh, need
to borrow the Brisengamen for a project."

Freyja's eyebrow arched. "I see," she said icily. "My falcon cloak,
too, I suppose?"

Urd grimaced. This wasn't going to be easy. "No, just the necklace.
Kami-sama said that..." 

She was interrupted by the sound of tramping boots. A troop of
Valkyries daemons, their chainmail and white tunics fitting tightly on
their bodies, marched up to Freyja, snapped to attention, and raised
their swords in salute.

"What is it, Svanhild?" asked Freyja.

"Air strike in Asran," answered the Valkyrie in front.

"How many?"

"Twenty-three. Our share's twelve -- we won the coin toss."

Urd smirked. *'Doesn't play dice with the universe,' my rear end!*

"Think you can handle it?"

"Yes. No problem. Here are the details," she said, handing Freyja a
report.

Freyja gave them her usual speech. "Remember, ladies, these men just
experienced terrifying, painful deaths in heroic combat. Make them
forget that. Show the boys a good time." She paused for a moment,
checking the report. "Especially Boris. It seems he's been extremely
depressed lately. Lost a lot of friends on the battlefield. He'll feel
better when he meets them again, but before that, Svanhild, I want you
to take care of him *personally*." She picked up the sword that lay
next to her and saluted. "Fetch `em, ladies!"

The Valkyries returned the salute. The light gleamed from their blades
like the Aurora Borealis. Which it was. Then they were gone. After
watching them depart, Freyja turned back to Urd.

"Now, what was it you were saying about needing me to loan you the
Brisengamen?" She smiled. "This isn't something Loki put you up to, is
it? I've heard you two have been *very* close recently."

Urd gritted her teeth, trying to ignore the comment. It was one of the
stock jokes in the Heavens lately. Ever since the time Loki had gotten
drunk at a party and insulted everyone, none of the goddesses would
have anything to do with him. 

"I need it for a *project*," she said. "Really. You can ask Kami- sama
about it."

"Oh, I don't doubt that," responded Freyja. "I'll agree to loan it to
you, on one condition."

Urd started to sweat. She hoped what came next wouldn't be too
humiliating.

"There's a macro that I want you to write me."

Urd let her breath out. "What for?"

"I need something to do a real-time update for the nocturnal emission
server."

"One wet dream control program, coming right up!" promised Urd, going
to work. As she wrote the macro, she considered leaving in a back door
so that she could use it against Keiichi. A week or so of XXX-rated
dreams starring him and Belldandy playing in his head all night long
would certainly move things in the right direction. She grinned. It
would be *easy*. One special secret password in the startup code
and...

"Urd...!!" warned a voice in her head again.

"Heh heh. Uh, just kidding, Kami-sama."

She compiled and installed it. "Ready to go," she announced.

"Thank you. Here," said Freyja, handing her the Brisengamen.

Urd put the necklace on and smiled. Design complete. Now on to the
implementation phase. She started to depart, then paused and looked
back. "So, how's that Charles and Diana project of yours going?" she
asked.

Freyja glared as Urd's receding back, her gaze colder than the wind
off the fjords.

Late that evening, after Sasami had gone to sleep and Ryo-oh-ki had
earned her promised second basket of carrots, Ryoko and Aeka exchanged
angry looks as they arrived at the door to the baths at the same time.
After a brief standoff, Ryoko opened it and made an exaggerated bow.
"Oh, after you, your highness," she said sarcastically. Aeka turned
her nose up and walked in. Ryoko followed and shut the door after her.
Both of them stopped, staring at the bath.

Tenchi sat in the water at the opposite site, apparently asleep.

"How did Tenchi-sama get in here?" asked Aeka, looking down at him.
"Washuu said that men couldn't get into the women's bath."

"Beats me," answered Ryoko. 

The two of them quickly went over and slid into the water next to him.
Each girl grasped one of his shoulder's and shook him a bit to see if
he was alright, and each responded with a furious glare at the sight
of their rival touching him.

Tenchi awoke with a start. He glanced left and right and saw Ryoko and
Aeka on either side of him. He was just about to say something to them
when he noticed the almost-tangible anger of their gazes directed at
each other. Then he remember that why he wasn't speaking to them, and
stopped himself.

Unseen by them, mini-Urd walked out from behind a stack of towels. She
noticed that her sleep spell had been broken, and watched for a moment
to see how things were going. Then she transformed into her
normal-sized self with an audible "POP!" Three pairs of eyes turned to
the source of the sound.

"You!" said Tenchi.

Urd's lips pulled into a seductive smile. "Hello, Tenchi," she
breathed lustfully.

"Uhhh..." was all Tenchi could say in response.

Aeka and Ryoko looked at each other for a few moments. Then they
nodded. In lock step, they stood between Urd and Tenchi like Secret
Service agents placing themselves in front of an assassin's bullet.

Urd took a few bouncy steps towards a point opposite the bath from
Tenchi, and stood directly in his line of sight. She stripped,
revealing every inch of her impossibly lush bronze curves.

For a moment, Ryoko very much regretted all the jokes she'd made about
Aeka's chest. "Who're *you*?" she demanded.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" added Aeka.

"It doesn't matter who *I* am, girls. But I'm here to take *him* for
myself. You just don't appreciate him."

Instantly Urd was surrounded by Aeka's force field and struck by one
of Ryoko's energy bolts. She shrugged off both attacks and laughed.
Then she beckoned with her finger at Tenchi. "Come and get it, lover,"
she husked, her voice oozing sex. His eyes glazed over and he started
slowly moving towards her. Several more zaps from Aeka and blasts from
Ryoko had just as little effect as before.

Ryoko snarled and bared her fangs. "Hold off a second, Aeka," she
growled, as her sword appeared in her hands. "I'm going to teach this
bitch a lesson." 

She leapt just as the princess' force field vanished. Her fiery blade
slashed at Urd's neck and glanced off without leaving any wound. Urd
blew a kiss to Tenchi, and ran her tongue around her lips. Seeing this
made Ryoko even angrier. She hacked at the goddess repeatedly, still
causing no harm at all. Urd chuckled and her eyes stared down at
Tenchi's crotch as he closed despite Aeka's attempts to hold him back.

"I'm going to *love* sucking on *that*," said Urd, turning to look at
Ryoko.

"SUCK ON *THIS*!!!" screamed Ryoko, thrusting her sword at Urd's face.
It still didn't seem to faze Urd at all.

"And I hear he likes to be tied up," she said, looking at Aeka. "I'm
going to enjoy that, too."

Ryoko barely had time to back away before the princess' force field
surrounded the goddess again, futile bright blue light arcing and
zapping. Then Aeka cried out in distress. "Ryoko, help me!" Ryoko
turned and saw that Tenchi was steadily dragging Aeka forward. She
rushed to assist, but he seemed stronger than he'd been before.

Urd smiled. "Too bad, girls. You had your chance, and you've lost. Now
he's mine, and I'm going to enjoy him. Care to watch how a *real*
woman handles a man?"

Tenchi kept wading through the water, still making progress despite
both Ryoko and Aeka trying their best to stop him.

"What are you worried about, girls? From what I've seen, you care much
more about hurting each other than being with *him*. You should thank
me. I'm taking him off your hands, and your little war can go on
without him distracting you."

Aeka turned to Tenchi. "Ten-chan, please stop! I won't fight with
Ryoko any longer."

Ryoko nodded in agreement. "And I won't fight Aeka, either."

The goddess shook her head sadly. "Nice try, girls, but it won't work.
Even under my spell, he knows you won't keep that promise. As long as
he thinks that, you don't stand a chance. And I know there's no way
you'll change his mind."

They held Tenchi back as he did his best to escape their grasp and get
to Urd. Then Aeka spoke in a low voice. "I think I have an idea, but
it's... disgusting!" she said.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing, princess," answered Ryoko. "I'll
do it if you'll do it."

Both of them closed their eyes and clenched their teeth.

"This is for Tenchi. Don't get any weird ideas," Ryoko said.

"Don't think that I'll enjoy it either," Aeka replied.

"Arrogant bitch!" accused Ryoko.

"Criminal slut!" retorted Aeka.

Then they embraced each other and kissed.

Tenchi eyes bulged as he watched for a moment. Then they rolled back
in his head and he started to collapse. The girls pulled away from
each other, grabbed him, and gently lowered him into the bath. They
pressed up against him on either side and started kissing him. Ryoko
and Aeka each put a hand between Tenchi's legs and started stroking
him under the water, trying their best not to flinch whenever one's
fingers brushed against the other's.

Urd looked on, approving, then decided she should join in. The sight
was making her quite horny, and those three amateurs obviously needed
some important techniques demonstrated. She put her toe into the
water, considering whether it was more urgent that they learn about
anal sex, or deep throating, or if she should show Tenchi how to
eat...

"Urd...!!!" boomed a familiar voice in her head.

"Just a joke, Kami-sama," answered Urd, sweating and clenching her
fists in frustration. "Honest!" She put her clothes back on, and
turned her eyes skyward. "Mission accomplished," she whispered. 

Implementation had been completed. Hopefully the maintenance phase
would be nice and quiet. She turned and noiselessly let herself out.
It was several minutes before Aeka or Ryoko noticed that she'd gone.
The two of them sighed with intense relief, and rested next to Tenchi
to recover from their ordeal.

After a while, Aeka looked over at Tenchi. "Who was that woman? And
what did she *do* to poor Tenchi?" she asked.

"I don't know." Ryoko waved her hand in front of his face. Tenchi
didn't seem to see it. "Maybe he's in shock or something. He doesn't
*look* like he's hurt."

"Perhaps whatever she did takes a while to wear off," suggested Aeka.
She kissed Tenchi on the lips and whispered to him. "Please wake up,
Ten-chan. I am here for you." She noticed an angry look. "And so is
Ryoko."

Ryoko smiled. "Come on, Tenchiiii, snap out of it!" she cooed. "Aeka
and I are getting *bored*."

"I think we should just take him to his room and let him rest. It may
be that all he needs is some sleep," said Aeka.

Ryoko shook her head. "Uh-uh. *I* think one of us should fuck him."
She thought for a moment. "You, or me?"

"We need to come to some sort of agreement, so we can choose who gets
him when. Without having to fight over it," Aeka observed.

"Does alternating nights sound OK to you?" asked Ryoko.

"That will be sufficient," replied Aeka. "But there's still the matter
of the first night." She paused and thought. "Jan ken?"

"Fine by me," said Ryoko. "Let's go!"

They both flashed hand gestures several times before Aeka's rock
smashed Ryoko's scissors. Ryoko frowned for just a moment, before
bowing slightly and backing away from Tenchi.

"Just go easy on him with the whips and chains stuff, Aeka?" she
asked. "Please? OK?"

"Of course. You needn't be concerned," replied the princess. Then she
giggled. "After all, there's not much I can do with him when he's
unconscious."

Ryoko's thoughts went back to a recent morning in Tenchi's bedroom
that now seemed star-lives ago and parsecs away. The morning it had
all started.

"You know, you're wrong about that."

Urd walked out of the house. Hopefully the night air would cool her
blood a bit. It had taken all of what little self-control she had not
to try in earnest what she had only been pretending to do. "Why'd he
make me stop," she grumbled out loud. "I deserve *some* thanks for all
that trouble."

As she went along, she noticed a shrine, and decided that recharging
her energy would do her some good. So she headed towards it. When she
got there, she saw an old yet still-handsome man staring up at the
stars. He looked over at her, a bit surprised.

"You're not *another* one of my grandson's girlfriends, are you?" he
asked.

"Not quite," she answered. Then she recognized his face and his voice,
remembering it cry out defiant words of manly heroism.

"I wonder if he got his wish," wondered Katsuhito aloud.

Urd sweated and looked at him. "Wish?"

He smiled. "Oh, it's just that the other day I happened to see that
Tenchi had painted in the first eye of a daruma doll. I wonder when it
will time for him to do the second one."

Speaking of eyes, there was a knowing glint in Katsuhito's that might
of been, but didn't seem to be, light reflecting off his spectacles.
Urd moved a bit closer to him.

"Would you mind if I went inside your shrine for a while?" she asked,
giving an exaggerated shiver that made her jiggle a bit. "It's very
cold out here."

"Not at all," he answered. "Right this way."

As they walked, Urd leaned against him. "Excuse me, but I'm freezing,"
she said.

Katsuhito nodded. "No apologies necessary. It does get cold around
here at night sometimes." Then his arm went around her waist and his
hand slid down towards her butt. His eyes gleamed, and this time it
definitely had nothing to do with his glasses.

"You're going a little too fast, Aeka," Ryoko warned. "Slow down a
bit. Take your time. Enjoy it. OK, now lick it. That's it. Not bad.
For you. Good. Now, switch back. Mmmmm.... just like that. Ooooo... a
little bit further down. No, further. Yesssss! Right *there*. I think
you're getting better at this. Now, use your.. Hey! What are you
stopping for, you baka?"

"Is it really necessary to... you know... when he...?" asked Aeka,
raising her head from Tenchi's lap. He was lying on his bed, his knees
at the edge of the mattress and his feet on the floor.

"But he *likes* that!" protested Ryoko. "You love him, don't you?"

"Of *course* I love him," answered Aeka immediately.

"Then, why? It's only natural to..."

"I really think I'd rather not," interrupted Aeka. She paused and
thought for a moment. "Not right now, anyway." She smiled. "Perhaps
later."

"Well, then, nothing's stopping you from backing off if you want,"
pointed out Ryoko. She got up and stood next to Aeka, coaching her as
the princess's head began to bob up and down between Tenchi's legs
again.

Finally, Aeka could tell he was about to climax. Hastily she started
to rise.

Her eyes bulged in shock as Ryoko's hands pushed down hard on Aeka's
head and shoulders and pinned the princess' face against Tenchi's
crotch, trapping his spurting penis in her mouth. Her sounds of
protest were muffled as Ryoko forced her to stay that way until
Tenchi's body stilled and his breathing quieted. Then Ryoko let her
up.

She coughed and spluttered, then spat repeatedly, as Ryoko doubled up
with laughter. Aeka turned and glared venomously at her.

Ryoko threw her a towel. "Here, wipe your face off, princess," she
chuckled. "You're a *mess*!"

Aeka caught it and started to clean herself up. "You almost *chocked*
me to death!"

Ryoko looked up with a puzzled and innocent expression. "Oh? I thought
that since you took it away from *me* the other day, you wanted it for
*yourself*." Ryoko smiled as Aeka continued to glare at her.

"Enjoy yourselves," she said, passing out through the wall and into
the night.

Tenchi started to stir slightly, as if waking up very slowly. Aeka
briefly considered trying again, so she could prove to Tenchi that she
could be every bit as good for him as Ryoko. Better, even. Then she
shook her head, realizing that it was a bit silly. She wasn't going to
simply follow in Ryoko's path trying to match or exceed her. They were
different. And different could be the same as better, in a way.

She gently rolled Tenchi over onto his stomach and centered him in the
bed. She reached onto the floor, picked up her kimono, and out of the
inro pulled a length of silk the same color purple as her hair. She
tied it in a bow about his wrists. Lying down next to him she began to
massage his back. Then she started to tenderly kiss each place where
she could see her whip had touched his skin.

She smiled as she waited for him to wake up, thinking of the things
they would do when he did.


Preview of Next Episode:

Hesitantly, Tenchi opened the door to Washuu's lab and slowly went
inside, followed by Ryoko and Aeka. They stopped for a moment when
they heard what sounded like several people engaged in loud, energetic
sex. Sweating, the three of them crept towards the noise. It was
coming from the other side of a wall of lab equipment. 

When they reached the wall, the trio paused again. They all knew 
better than to jostle anything in Washuu's lab. It might blow up the 
house, the planet, the Solar system, the galaxy, or the universe. 
Maybe several universes, if it was a really complex experiment. With 
great care they made their way around the end and looked to see what 
the source of the sound was. When they saw, they all blushed blue and 
froze in terror.

It was not a sight for the faint of heart.

...

As always, C&C is definitely solicited. Even if you don't have any 
comments, a message saying "I read it" would be appreciated.

Specific topics I'm interested in hearing on:

1. Did I overdo the Norse mythology and computer stuff with regard to 
Urd? The former is a minor hobby of mine, and the latter is my job, 
so I want an external check to be sure I didn't go overboard with it.

2. Is the ending status of the Tenchi/Aeka/Ryoko triangle, and how it 
is arrived at, at least semi-plausible for a temporary basis? My 
premise, as I more or less explicitly state, is that Urd is 
deliberately acting as a lemon equivalent of Kagato in OAV#6: an 
external threat that Ryoko and Aeka will unite to combat. And, in so 
doing, the two of them have to think a bit about where their 
priorities lie.

3. Am I portraying Urd as too competent compared to how she usually 
is in the manga and anime? As I state at the start of the story, she 
might be a bit more capable when the subject was someone other than 
Belldandy. After all, if Urd didn't succeed occasionally, she 
wouldn't have been sysadmin of Yggrasil. Or so I would expect.


Hassheen!