Subject: [FFML] [Fanfic][TM!] Tenchi Muyo!: Exile #2: "Farewell, Trakal/Hello, N
From: "Trakal" <trakal@map.com>
Date: 2/14/1998, 3:16 PM
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Tenchi Muyo! Exile: Episode 2 "Farewell, Trakal/Hello, Naoki"

The Karaoke Hall...

	Tanaka's voice rang out like perfectly tapped chimes.
Each note resonated with her deepest emotions. Her heart beat 
swiftly as the lyrics sprang from her lips, each one rich with
the love she felt for Naoki. 
	Funaho and Misaki listened. "She's quite good, don't 
you think, sis'?" Funaho asked.
	"Very good." Misaki agreed. 
	Tanaka's song ended and the machine's electronic 
scoring system awarded her a score of eighty-nine out of a
possible one-hundred.
	Misaki took her turn next. She sang pretty well as far as
Tanaka and Funaho could hear. The machine, however, had another
opinion and gave her a sixty-two. Naturally, she tried to stare
down the machine, but it wasn't a Juraian machine, and it simply 
sat there until finally Misaki gave up and sat back down, glaring
at the machine every now and then.
	Funaho took her turn, scoring in the mid seventies. 
	"I can do better!" Misaki declared, grabbing the microphone,
paying the required amount, and getting a seventy-one five minutes 
later.
	"Let me show you how its done, sis." Funaho laughed, paying
her fee, and scoring a seventy-two.
	The two of them went on and on until their last yen had been
spent. They were about to leave when they noticed that Tanaka wasn't
there.

	Tanaka sat quietly in the booth, next to Yosho and Nobuyuki.
Naoki was so busy singing, that he hadn't noticed that she was there.
There was a dreamy look in her eyes as she watched him. 
	Naoki finished and turned to hand the microphone to 
Yosho. When he saw Tanaka standing there, he blushed. He had been 
singing a love-song about how deeply he cared for her and she'd 
probably heard every word of it.
	"Sing a duet!" Nobuyuki suggested, cheerfully.
	"What an excellent idea." Yosho agreed.
	"My son is right." Funaho said from the door. "You two are
engaged, after all. I'd love to hear you two sing together."
	Naoki shrugged. "I guess we don't have any choice.
	"I guess not." Tanaka agreed.