Heaven and Eternity by K'thardin Standard Disclaimer: If you don't know what these say by now, you probably never will, but here goes. You will never win! Muhuhahahahah! Sorry. Anyway I don't own Tenchi Muyo! I do own my characters! There! Oh, by the way; feel free to reprint this, just remember to credit me. Authors Forward: Lemon Warning! Just so you know, that means it has graphic depictions of sex and stuff in it. I would like all present to know I am not a pedophile (despite the title). This one came about in a discussion we had about whether or not Tsunami's feelings and needs seep into Sasami and Vice versa (It was part of that same discussion). It should be noted this story idea is the 'birth' of Cyraqs 'ip K'thardin. It should also be noted that it has been toned down from it's previous version, in that I use Tsunami (the original version we used Sasami). A cousin of mine proof read the original draft and said it might be a better idea to use a grown form for this. I had to agree. Well rather than bore you further may I present... Passionate Sasami "Why is it, in Marvel Comics, they can't keep their characters changed; they always have to go back to the original design or what not?" -Nolen's book of quotable quotes and observations (rev) "I'll be fine mother...really!" Cyraqs said from the examination table; trying to placate Washuu. She didn't even look up from her terminal, when she replied with a "No. You're not." "YES I AM!" He shouted with a burst of power. A burst of power that destroyed that part of the lab that is. "Well let's review the facts; shall we? Fact one: This past week you have been growing short and snappish with everyone. A very distinct deviation from your normal emotional patterns. Hell, you even snapped at Sasami!" He didn't like being reminded of that. It was stupid, what had happened, and he apologized profusely (getting down on his knees and begging her forgiveness was a little much though) afterward. That he had done something like that, to someone who hadn't even deserved it, was unforgivable. "Fact two: You have been loosing control of your power this past week. Especially when training Tenchi. You almost killed him today!" That was the biggest reason she had asked (like all mothers ask their sons things) him to visit her lab for a check up. Even he couldn't believe he had focused that much power at Tenchi, who was a little fried, but otherwise fine. So rather disgusted with himself he had agreed to her request. "And if that's not enough; Fact three: Look around you now." He already had. He was getting really angry, not something that happened very often. Why was this going on? He couldn't afford this now. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME? he raged silently. He might have grown more angry and done something else stupid had not a sudden surge of pain and weakness flared through him; nearly knocking him unconscious. As it was, he was barely aware that his mother (she's rather strong for a little girl, heh) had lifted him back onto the examination table; repaired by Washuu's Lab Self-Regeneration System (tm). His mother hovered over him, worriedly, tapping at her keyboard. The test devices had finally been repaired and began moving over him; scanning him again. The pain finally passed and he smiled up at Washuu; trying to reassure her that he was fine. She's kind of cute in her little girl form. His eyes widened in shock when he realized what he had just thought. It was true, but sons should not think things like that about their mothers. Especially the way he thought it. Where in the FUCK did that come from? So shocked was he that he almost didn't catch her question. "Did you know your life signs have converged on this dimension?" As a matter of fact, he had noticed his extradimensional senses diminishing. Strange that he hadn't been worried, but then again he had been on an emotional roller coaster ride this past week so he really wasn't paying too much attention. "Then again you're pretty strange anyway. According to known laws of physics; beings like you are now, can't exist. Good thing I never much paid attention to the known laws." she grinned, "But now you seem to have condensed your form into this singular dimension, instead of your normal...now what's this?" she asked ominously. This was really scaring him. This had never happened to him or any of the others like him before. "What is it?" "A condition that I've seen in only one other individual. A condition totally Tetranian." Curious he leaned over the shorter (but not by much) woman's shoulder and looked at the readout on the holoscreen. His eyes widened behind his glasses. "You've got to be shitting me." "Nope. No mistaking it. I take it this hasn't happened since your transformation?" He nodded an affirmative. But why is this happening now? "I theorize you've been subconsciously holding it back with your power. So it has built up over the eons until even you can no longer contain it." Damn now she's reading my mind too. "I mean lets face it; you may have changed significantly when you became a whatever the hell you are now, but you have a lot of your Tetranian characteristics still intact. This just seems to be one of them." Great. Just Fucking great! "Tell Tenchi that he is to refine what he has been taught until further notice. I am going to my cabin." Don't want to risk a much farther teleportation. "Tell no one to enter. If all goes like this usually does, the Rage will run it's course in another week." I hope nobody does anything while I'm out of it. "Make sure no one goes there. Especially of the female persuasion, which goes for you too mom." He didn't even wait for a reaction before teleporting to his cabin. She was not happy, but his tone brooked no argument. Besides, he was right. Once he entered the latter stages in a couple of days, it wouldn't be a good idea to be a girl and be near him. It's his own damn fault. It might have been controllable if he had made the effort to get some more often. 'Course that's another thing that makes him so loveable. He couldn't do something like that unless he cared about the girl in question. Then again, she reasoned, it would still be pretty bad with his power amping it. I HATE BEING HELPLESS! "Umm...What's going on with Cyraqs-sensei, Washuu-chan?" She hadn't even noticed that Tenchi, Sasami, Ryouko, Ayeka, Drakhenn, Ryo-ohki, and Mihoshi had entered her lab. After she dropped down from the ceiling she got the mad professor look on her face (you know the one). "That is a very excellent question, Tenchi." The collective cast groaned when they realized what came next. This humble author will spare you the long and involved explanation of what happens next, but if you really want to see it, watch OVA (or is it OAV) ten. An image of a long blond-haired humanoid male appeared on the screen. "You just had to use this picture, didn't you?" Washuu asked the author. Wait a minute...So what if I used that picture. Get back to the story. "Rigghht. This is a Tetranian male." She emphasized the fact by striking the image roughly with her pointer. "By nature they are immortal, but due to their sociopolitical structure they have a penchant for killing each other off; therefore, their average life span is about 2,000 years. Though there are documented cases of those living 100,000 years or more." Collective oohhs from the class. "Also by nature they have extraordinary psionic powers. Some of their most talented can rip apart a world the size of Earth." The screen shows an image of the Tetranian's power flaring up around him and a force wave of incredible power is sent from the figure on the screen; crumbling the generic class M planet that sprung up behind him. "Cool!" Ryouko was obviously impressed. "Now as to our mutual acquaintances problem..." and internal image of the Tetraninan was shown along with a strand of his DNA. "All Tetranians at a certain age undergo what is known as The Rage. It happens once a year for about three weeks. During this time their bodies produce massive amounts of hormones. This has the effect of increasing their sex drive exponentially. In men this also causes semen production to increase; in women it causes them to ovulate. Any questions so far?" For once everyone seemed to get it. Those that were awake that is. Washuu continued. "This is why they are married at a very early age. Once married the couple's cycles synchronize to maximize childbirth probability. Problem: Usually it is only a mild increase in sex drive assuming they have an active sex life. If they do not...the Rage becomes a rage and throws their emotions out of whack; even causing physical pain in the worst cases." Ayeka raised her hand. "Yes Miss Ayeka?" She stood demurely. "Question Professor: So what you're saying is Cyraqs is now going through this Rage; even though he was only half Tetraninan originally, and is now something else besides." "Yes, the traits of the Tetranians bred mostly dominant. I should know I scanned him quite thoroughly as a child." she mumbled that last part to herself. Fortunately it seemed only Tenchi heard that (he was concealing a laugh with his hand). Goddamn enchanced senses. "Anyway due to his unique circumstances as pointed out by Miss Ayeka," who was beaming at this, "the situation is both a little better and a whole hell of a lot worse at the same time (and if I explained it, it would take up the time allotted to this story)." Didn't I tell you to stay on the story plot Washuu-chan? Washuu grew sheepish. "Sorry." she said; turning her attention back to her class. "O.K. everyone here is my question. Whoever answers this one gets an A for the semester. How do we take care of this problem?" She looked across the room; coming surprisingly to Ryouko, who had her hand raised. "Miss Ryouko." she called. Ryouko stood, also demurely. "Seems to me we just get big bro laid." This elicited a repressed chuckle from around the room; except for Sasami who was wondering what she meant by 'laid'. "Close. Can anyone tell me why this won't work?" "Because he would never forgive himself if he did that with a girl he both didn't like, like that or that didn't like him like that. It must be a mutual thing in his case." "Correct Tenchi, but raise your hand first next time." He inclined his head in apology. "Professor Washuu! Professor Washuu!" This one came from the back; from a most surprising source. "Miss Mihoshi. You have a suggestion?" "It seems to me that well...well..." "Well what?" the professor asked irritably. "That we should find a girl like that, explain the situation, and have her go to him." she finished. I'm surprised she figured that much out. "Good idea, but does anyone know a woman like that?" Tenchi raised his arm slightly; she inclined her head towards him giving him permission, "I know of one. But there is a problem with that one." "Who?" Washuu asked. Then it hit her. Yes that would be a problem. Tenchi watched her changing expression and nodded his head when she came to the right answer. For many reasons that would be a problem; she thought, glancing at Sasami. "O.K. That option is closed for many reasons. Anyone got any other ideas?" Cheep, Cheep went the cricket. Cheep, Cheep. * Sasami's sleep was troubled. She kept tossing and turning; seeing Cyraqs in her nightmares in great pain. she heard a voice call her. "What is it?" she asked groggily waking up. "Tsunami." she whispered "What's going on?" "Alright." she complied. Quickly she threw on some shoes and a light coat, and quietly tiptoed outside. "I'm here Tsunami." she announced; she didn't have long to wait. "Sasami," she said softly as she appeared before her. "I need to ask a favor of you. A big one." She didn't even hesitate. "Whatever you need." "You will want to hear what it is before you agree to it." I still don't believe I'm asking this of you. "I don't care. If you need something I am here." she said adamantly. Tsunami felt a wave of relief wash over her. "Thank you." She became very serious then. "Sasami...I need to borrow your body." Why would she...OH! Her eyes grew wide when she realized what Tsunami was asking of her. She wasn't that young that she didn't know a few of the facts of life, but that she was being asked this...It quite literally blew her mind. Tsunami felt the emotions that ran through Sasami when she figured it out. There was fear there, but it was under control for now. Sasami's expression turned to one of mild disbelief. She cranked the disbelief up by one thousand percent. Sasami replied. She gave the impression of taking a deep breath before continuing. Sasami considered the implications of what was being asked of her. Her? A ten year old girl? It wasn't the physics of it that had her taken aback (she got this feeling that would be taken care of). It was that just like Tenchi, she wasn't ready for that! She also knew that if he were placed in a similar situation with the roles reversed, he wouldn't have hesitated. But he had one big advantage; he was seventeen and had the time to become used to the idea. She was only ten; still way too young. But if it will help Cyraqs...she looked at Tsunami intently and gave Tsunami her answer. she added wryly, Tsunami's mind fell silent within Sasami, and then Tsunami disappeared in a shimmering of light; the light entered Sasami. In time lapse fashion Sasami grew larger; more mature; her clothing changing to what Tsunami usually wore. As she grew the True Power Runes on her forehead changed to the double circles signifying Tsunami's power. She was done in moments; her face (and other attributes) had grown wiser more mature, but there was still a smattering of freckles on her cheeks (which she did not like, heh) and a smile on her face that was somehow a mix between the two. she replied, With that, the Sasami/Tsunami being shifted her presence to Cyraqs' Cabin. Tenchi stepped out of nothing and silently thanked his sensei for teaching him how to be undetectable. I hope you know what you're doing you two. The consequences otherwise could be...bad if not. * "Dear God (oh sorry) Kami-sama!" Sasami exclaimed in disbelief. The reason for her exclamation was that the humble abode of the being of impossibility was in an entropic state of disorder; most likely caused by said semi-metaphysical being, normally existing simultaneously in all dimensions, congealed into one, and was now on a massive hormonal imbalance that was amplified by his universe shaking power. Translation: Cyraqs had trashed the place in the Rage. Parts of the three couches were all over the living room, the table was put through the far wall, and there were various pot marks and foot shaped impressions along with various blast marks all the places she scanned. Carefully they stepped over the various pieces of furniture on the floor; moving toward the master bedroom where they felt his life's force. The bedroom was relatively untouched, save for the crushed sunglass fragments scattered across the room. Idly Tsunami wondered why he had a bedroom, much less two, as he didn't sleep much more than maybe an hour a week, and then usually he crashed on one of his couches. This did not really concern them as they scanned the room they saw Cyraqs huddled in a corner, his face a mask of pain, and his eyes...they glowed a tortured red color in the darkness. Their heart went out to him; instantly they were at his side. "Do you know how many ways I have thought to fuck the shit out of the women here? I could drive them out of their mortal minds with pleasure." He laughed, but there was no humor there. "Nine-hundred sixty-two so far. And I'm not even close to being done yet." They couldn't bear the tortured sound of his voice; the look in his eyes. Slowly they bent down and kissed him on the lips; it was tentative, but it got his attention. "Tsunami is that you?" he asked as they pulled back. "Not possible, you're real. Can't work unless I shift my being to pure energy too, like we did those centuries ago. Which I can't do now!" This caused another fit of tortured laughter; which they silenced with another kiss; this one much harder. Something dreadful occurred to him through the fog of pain and emotion. "Sasami! NO! Don't do this! You two needn't do this! Will be over in a week! No need..." They placed a finger on his lips; silencing him. "Maybe." they said, "But you'll be weak for a month afterward and you are in great pain now. We can ease your suffering." They kissed him for a third time silencing all lingering protests. He grasped them in a furious embrace, almost crushing them against him. Sasami couldn't believe the emotions and sensations that were rushing through her at this simple act. Tsunami could, she had felt this, done this with him in the past. It had happened a few times in the many thousands of years, for some reason or another. Both had laughed about it later not taking it too seriously. Both knowing in their souls it was really the effect of something more. It was so different in this state of being, but just as intense as she remembered. They gasped sharply as he stood them to full height. Slowly, almost reverently, he undid the formal overcoat Tsunami always wore, and let it drop to the floor. Freed of that constraining piece of clothing he began to gently stroke their body through their clothing. He moved up their arms, and down over their shoulders. As his hands moved she felt the tracing of little lines of electric fire over the area where his fingers touched. Which is exactly what was happening. His body and eyes began to glow a soft blue, no longer in torture, but in desire. Where he touched he deposited small amounts of power; amplifying the sensations of already excited nerves. Their nipples grew hard and intolerably hot as he reached her breast. Running his finger tips over the expanse of her bosoms he finally reached their nipples. Already sensitive to his ministrations on the rest of them; his direct touch on the more sensitive parts of them almost caused them to faint. No longer satisfied with touching them through their clothing; he deftly loosened their outer and inner kimono with a few quick motions of his hands. By this time their minds were almost perfectly synchronized, and it contained one burning thought: I want...need more! Desperately they reached around and pulled at his red T-shirt; struggling to take it off. It was coming off, but not quick enough to suit them. So with a mighty tug they ripped the shirt clean off, and casted it aside. Sasami stopped them momentarily when she took in his bared chest. He was not what most women would call attractive in this area. Scars crossed and criss-crossed his entire upper torso. He could get rid of them at will, but he kept them for sentimental reasons. Tsunami remembered that he had gained a few of them in her defense; many thousands of years ago. Also every muscle here was defined; severely so. That stood to reason, as his muscles had only one purpose, that being speed and power. Now, though, they were being adapted to the purpose of pleasuring them, and were doing so admirably. He reached up and pulled them down into a passionate kiss; while he worked on loosening their feminine Juraian undergarments (Does anyone know what the name of those things is?). During the process they felt his tounge run along the edges of her teeth; hot, demanding. Curious, they allowed his tongue entry into their mouth, their own tongue reaching into his. They almost giggled when their tounge ran over his teeth. I never knew he had fangs, thought Tsunami. For the next minute or two he taught them how to French kiss, still working on their undergarments. Finally he loosened it enough so the top part fell open. He broke off their kiss, much to their annoyance as they were really enjoying that, and pulled the armlets of her undergarment down exposing their breasts. "Oh my.." he managed to stammer out as he beheld them. Their breasts were large; just shy of voluptuous, perfectly rounded and formed, with cute little pink rosebuds for nipples. They were quite easily the most beautiful he had ever seen. With great care he began to slowly runs his fingers over their breasts; softly stroking them, eliciting a soft moan from them. Moving his lips toward hers; they began kissing again. This wasn't quite what they had in mind when they complained about wanting more. So far the pleasure giving was almost one sided and they were so wet right now they could actually feel their juices running freely between their legs. They wanted to do much more for him. Sasami made a suggestion, shocking the hell out of Tsunami. she replied sheepishly, She almost laughed; I'm going to be a hentai when she grows up. Still that would definitely solve that problem. Breaking their kiss momentarily, they pushed him down to a sitting position on the bed, and began tracing a line from his mouth, down his neck, and down further still; drawing their own lines of electric fire. Cyraqs was too far-gone to consciously understand what they were doing. The part of his mind that was still working did, however, and was quite content to let them continue. As they kissed him down his chest they began fumbling at the belt to his blue jeans. They barely maintained their composure when they saw what sprang free from the boxers he wore. "Oh my..." they said in rapture; mimicking his earlier comment. It wasn't the largest rod they had heard of, but still a fully erect 25- cm was enough to give them pause. And we're about to what with this now? they asked themselves in disbelief. Cyraqs watched in mute fascination as they kissed his rod haltingly a few times, causing shocks of pleasure to course through his body. Finally they took the big plunge (pun intended) and began swallowing his cock to the hilt. He could hardly stand it! Their moist mouth and throat was burning his penis right to the core. He began to shudder and clench convulsively at the covers. Realizing if they kept this up he would probably cum right in their mouth in a very short amount of time. Tsunami and Sasami were smiling at his reaction; both very happy they could bring such pleasure to him. And once they had turned off their gag reflex, they found it to be quite fun; causing him to squirm like that. Suddenly they felt themselves forcibly dragged up on the bed, flat on their back. A little startled they relaxed almost instantly when he kissed them full on the lips, and after that began moving his mouth to her neck, his beard tickling her as he continued on to her breasts. He was still doing the blue aura thing as he was doing this; 'twas magnified further on them now that he was touching their bare skin. Reaching their left nipple he gently bit at it while his hand ran up her inner thigh. It was hard, very hard, to keep from cumming right then and there. Their willpower was rapidly giving way under his skilled hands; causing them to moan and squirm in earnest. It was an exquisite torment what he was doing to them. Silently Tsunami both cursed and blessed the Deneign's for training him so well in these arts; that he could do this on instinct alone. Noticing how well they were responding to this, the functioning part of his mind guided him down between her legs. He left one hand on her breasts to continue his work there, and the other one was put to the task of pulling aside the cloth covering what was between her legs; satisfying his curiosity about that. She was water-blue down there too. Using his two fingers he separated the lips of their vagina causing them to bite their lower lip as the wonderful sensation ran through their body. He then ran his tongue along the inner walls of their sheath; his beard tickling their inner thigh. Their lower lip began to tremble; tears of intense pleasure formed at the corners of their eyes. They had almost lost all control...his tongue had reached their sensitive center; he stroked once...and with a loud cry of "OOOOHHHHHH!" every nerve in their body exploded at once. Every muscle in their body clenched tightly as wave after wave of pleasure that was indescribable rocketed through them; their legs grasped Cyraqs' head tightly as they rocked back and forth. Any normal man would have had his neck broken in an instant, but Cyraqs was hardly normal. Still he found it hard pressed to suck up the enormous amount of juices that flowed from her; like he was really complaining. So that was an Orgasm! they both thought at once. It was the first one Tsunami had experienced in the physical realm, and Sasami's first ever. It was overwhelming, but they realized with a shudder of pleasure, that there would be many more before this night was done. They moved their body and were surprised that they were completely nude, their long hair was completely undone, and flowing freely beneath them. They giggled a little; so engrossed in the sensations they had been experiencing, they hadn't noticed Cyraqs completely divesting them of all clothing. He pulled back and admired them with a hungry gaze. Truly, they were perfect in every way. His eyes roved over them to the pink eyes that spoke of her pleasure. To the blue hair that softly framed their lightly freckled face. To their breast lightly topped by her cute little pink rosebuds. To her legs that went from here to there back to here again, via the scenic route. And to the perfectly formed blue diamond contained between those beautiful legs. He wanted...needed that right now. Shucking his pants and boxers, light speed, he slowly pulled himself between their legs; which widened instinctively at his approach. They had watched him in anticipation; there was no fear now, just raw naked desire. Desire mirrored in Cyraqs' eyes as they continued to glow a soft blue. Cyraqs seeing this knew that they were ready. With that he pushed past their initial tightness, but stopping when he encountered their hymen. His brow furrowed slightly, and he pushed through the obstruction, burying himself completely inside them. They tensed when they felt him at their virgin barrier. Bracing themselves they tensed in anticipation of the pain his final thrust inside of them would cause. It never came. He did something to us! they thought, but that was the last conscious thought they had for quite some time. This was even more pleasurable than before; each stroke driving them to new levels of ecstasy. Cyraqs was long beyond any thought; beyond anything, but what he was doing with the woman before him. Only his need for them existed now. The feeling and sensations that his penetrations were causing, were growing intolerable; growing beyond even the first time, beyond...with an inhuman cry they climaxed all around his cock; vaginal muscles pulsating and clenching tightly. Still he continued his pumping movements; only now he had pulled their legs up and was pinning their knees to their chest with each thrust. His endurance was very high, but even he had his limits that he was rapidly approaching now. Approaching and, with two quick thrusts, beyond; with an animal like cry, sent his seed shooting inside of her. Suddenly they felt him stiffen, and then felt his white-hot stream of semen being forced deep inside of them. They were already being built up again, but the knowledge of what just happened excited them more than enough to drive them into another grand orgasm. Dismayed, they felt him go soft inside of them momentarily, but were pleasantly surprised when they felt him grow longer and thicker almost immediately after. Sasami had an impulse then, which they both followed through on. Grasping Cyraqs tightly with their legs they twisted violently; throwing Cyraqs on his back, and they on top. The force used drove his phallus deep inside of them, and his pelvis to hit theirs hard. The combination of pleasure and pain almost caused them to loose consciousness, but they quickly recovered and began moving on top of him. They found the movements were a little different on top, but they quickly adapted and were just as quickly building themselves up again. Cyraqs found the sight of them rocking on top of him, breasts swaying in front of his face, very exciting. He wanted to feel them; hold them as they were driving him toward the edge again. They felt his hands reach up and begin caressing their well-formed breasts. The double stimulation, coupled with the strange amplifying of their senses he was causing, was driving them out of their minds. Oh my GOD! IT'S HAPPENING AGAIN! they thought together. Yes, it wouldn't be long now...wouldn't be... They didn't even bother to repress the scream that tore loose from the very core of their being as they were driven beyond their limits yet again. He felt their muscles clench in ecstasy again, but this time he was trapped under them, unable to move. The feeling of being nearly crushed inside of them was too much for him to bear, and crying out loud enough to match them, he climaxed with them. Slowly they came out of it, and already he was hard inside of them again. Suddenly they felt him shift under them and now, in this new position, they were face to face with him. They were pulled into a passionate kiss; which they threw themselves into in abandon. They began move on him; tongues dancing in each other's mouth (it can be done if you are careful). They really didn't know how long they continued on like this, but finally sometime before dawn, they finished for a final time, and he rolled her on top of him, going dormant in exhaustion. Sasami quickly followed. It was with an amazing amount of will that Tsunami kept from fainting along with them. Reluctantly she pulled herself out of his arms and out of bed. She used what was left of her power to will both of their clothes on, and the bed cleaned up. She did this because it was unlikely he would remember any of this through the fog of The Rage, and she didn't want him going into a massive guilt trip over this (even though both she and Sasami enjoyed it immensely). She slowly stumbled out of the bedroom, through the living room; carefully stepping over the debris, and into his spare bedroom. She then scanned herself making sure there would be no ill effects from their activities; after all it wouldn't do for such a young girl to get pregnant. Satisfied that there would be no such...consequences... she let their body and clothes flow back to that of Sasami's body and clothes. She barely managed to get them to the bed before she too passed out in blissful exhaustion. * Cyraqs awoke and felt...odd. It was the only way to describe it, odd. Good though. He also found that while The Rage was still there it was muted, and for some reason he was fairly certain it would stay that way 'till it ran it's course. He also noticed most of his senses had returned, and he felt someone in his cabin. He recognized her life signs instantly and was scared out of his mind that she had come in before he lost consciousness. FUCK! SHIT! DAMNIT! He didn't even walk, just shifted his presence to the spare bedroom. His fears were alleviated when he saw Sasami wrapped up in the blankets, and a beatific smile on her face. With a gentle expression he reached out and traced the contour of her face with his fingers. Keeping that smile intact she awoke; pink eyes widened when she saw him. She blushed a very deep shade of red. "Is it cold?" he asked, "Here let me warm it up a bit." The room's temperature climbed a few degrees in the next few moments. "Sasami, it was very dangerous for you to be in here last night." he reprimanded her. "I was just worried about you. Are you alright now?" she asked, pink eyes now wide with concern. He couldn't stay mad at her when she looked at him like that. However much she may deserve it. "Yes. I'll be fine now." he said, "Seems I fought off the worst of it last night." She laughed outright when she heard that. You were right, Tsunami. He doesn't remember anything. He was very puzzled by her reaction, and was very surprised when she threw herself into his arms. I hope that covers that up. It did, he suspected nothing of what had occurred last night. "I'm so glad you're feeling better!" she said in sincere relief. It felt good that she was so concerned about him, but there was something a little weird about her last statement. Did she sound just a trifle regretful? End 8 Afterward: This one will probably piss quite a few of you off. I say so what? If you think about it Sasami is quite mature for her age, and I believe she would do something like this if necessary. Not to mention she is only one half of a dual being, and that other half is ancient beyond anything most of us could probably conceive. Not to mention if you watch Sailor Moon and think this is screwed up; you are a hypocrite. This is a very strange situation, and who is to say this couldn't happen. Questions? Comments? Flames (try to keep the four letter words to a minimum in response to this one)? And believe I can explain further if you need me too. I'm at kthardin@geocities.com.