Subject: [FFML] [Fanfic][TM] Tenchi Muyo! Exile #2: Farewell, Trakal/Hello, Naok
From: "Trakal" <trakal@map.com>
Date: 2/15/1998, 7:13 AM
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	Naoki didn't regain consciousness until later that 
evening. By then, everyone had had supper and most of them 
had retired to the living room to watch television.
	Tanaka and Yosho were in Naoki's room, sitting by 
his bed.
	Tanaka was holding Naoki's hand as he sat up with 
a yelp and looked around, hauntedly. "Naoki?" She asked, 
gently. "What's wrong?"
	"Bad dream." He told her. "Tanaka..."
	"Naoki, we're engaged. My first name is..."
	"Tanaka, I know we're engaged. But how do I know 
I'm not already	married? How do I know someone else isn't
out there looking for me right now?"
	"I can't tell you that, my darling." Tanaka told 
him. "But I can tell you that we love each other very much. 
Your heart must be telling you that."
	"It is." Naoki admitted. "But I feel I felt some 
type of deep devotion to someone else before I met you. I 
have to know who that was."
	Tanaka was in a bind, now. She couldn't tell Naoki 
about his life as Lt. Trakal of the Galaxy Police. They'd 
erased his memory for a reason. Even Kiyone and Mihoshi 
avoided talking about the Galaxy Police when they were around 
Naoki. But if she didn't tell him, he might postpone the 
wedding, even call it off, and she couldn't bear the thought 
of that.  		
	"I have to get some sleep." Tanaka said, which was 
true. The day in the city had exhausted her.
	Naoki seemed to sense she was avoiding a reply and 
spoke up as she reached the door. "What aren't you telling 
me?" He asked.
	Tanaka looked back at him sadly. "I can't tell you 
that." She told him. "Please, don't ask me again. I love 
you, Naoki. That's enough."
	Naoki was too tired and frightened to argue.
	Yosho spoke up. "Tanaka, go on to bed. I'll sit up 
with Naoki for a bit."
	Tanaka departed and went up to her room. When she 
got there, she flopped herself down on the bed, and 
burst into tears.
	"What's the matter?" Washu asked as she strolled 
into the room.
	"Washu!" Tanaka yelped, sitting up. She brushed 
a tear from her face. "I think Naoki's going to break 
off the engagement. He remembers his devotion to the 
Galaxy Police and he thinks its an indication that he's 
already married to someone else. And I think he thinks
I'm trying to hide that from him so he'll marry me."
	"Hmmm." Washu brought out her holoputer and 
tapped a few keys. After a quick calculation, she looked
up. "Well, I know what the Galaxy Police Commander said,
but according to my calculations, the Universe won't end
if Naoki gets his memory back."
	"But Washu..." Tanaka protested. "You promised 
the Galaxy Police..."
	"I only made that promise to get old lion-breath
off our backs." Washu grinned.