Tenchi Muyo
Private Bets: Arc 6- PenPen�s Pebble
by Shade

Disclaimer: Tenchi Muyo! is the property of Pioneer & AIC.
PenPen belongs to Gainex and his holy church of Penguins.
No profits made from this, it's just entertainment.

Part 1: No Need For Confusion 
(Or never alter reality after ingesting 12 bottles
of someone else�s alcoholic beverage)

�How�d he qualify for this?�

�Apparently in his universe after Third Impact 
wiped out humanity his race became the dominant
species on Earth. He�s their first legendary hero. 
We never said that non-humans couldn�t participate
in this after all.�

�But.....but...HE�S A PENGUIN!!! 
AND HE�S DRINKING MY BEER!!!�

�Wark!�

�No, you can�t do that. What is it with you 
and romances involving older women anyway?�

�WARK!!�

�I was just asking!! Geeze, the nerve of some beings.�

�Wark!!�

�Give me back my BEER!!!�

�WARK!!!�
~~~~~~~~

Tenchi Masaki.

Crown Prince of the Planet Jurai.

Warrior of Justice, Destroyer of Evil.

Bearer of the Light Hawk Wings and
the chosen of Tsunami.

With 5 beautiful women in house, he hasn�t even kissed one of them yet.

Tenchi Masaki, the biggest weenie in the Multiverse.

But that was going to change....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-Tenchi Muyo Universe

Today was the day.

After all the weeks of preparation and planning
her hard work would finally pay off.

It hadn�t been easy keeping this a secret from the others,
she�d had more then one close call while getting everything ready.

Her attempts to get Tenchi had always been foiled by 
her rivals before now. But this time she�d finally be 
able to win his heart, his soul, and that yummy body of his. 

Relaxing in the luxurious floating bath she blushed as she
dreamed of finally achieving her destiny.

Her sultry smile lit up her face,  �Just you wait Tenchi, 
This night is going to be one that you�ll never forget!�

This was not going to go over well with the other girls
when they found out about this. But it was worth it.

Mihoshi was finally going to get LUCKY!!!
~~~~~~~~~~

�Okay.....this is something I haven�t seen before.�
Rowan raised an eyebrow, this could be....interesting.

�Anybody here think Tenchi will be able to escape?�
Shadow asked rhetorically.

They all thought about it for a few seconds.

�Nope.� The Guardian shook his head

�Not a chance.� After having a similar situation happen 
to him numerous times before Rowan knew better then 
to hope Tenchi would escape the horrible fate that 
awaited him at the altar

�He�s going to be dragged to the altar faster
 then Ranma going through a bento.�
Shadow was ever blunt and to the point.

�I wish I was in his shoes.�
~~~~~~~~~~
-Subdimension of Tenchi Universe

Lady Tokimi smiled.

Everything was going according to plan.

Her chosen agent was in place, Tsunami 
and Washu would never know about what
would happen until it was too late.

�Sisters, the game is mine. As Tenchi Masaki soon will be.� 
~~~~~

>From within Herself Tsunami frowned.

�Shit.� The universe shook as the unthinkable occurred.

In a dimension far, far away several people watching 
the Holy Goddess of Jurai utter her first profanity ever all facefaulted.

This was not good.

It looked like she would have to take a 
more personal hand in things. Nothing could be 
allowed to interfere with Tenchi�s development.

She would have to talk to Sasami, it looked like it
was time to reveal that there was more to her
 then just a reflection.

A GREAT deal more......
~~~~~~~~

-Masaki House

Unaware of the plots centered around him the boy in question
simply enjoyed his breakfast.

It was going to be a beautiful day.....
~~~~~~

�Good morning Tenchi!�

�Morning Mi..ho...shi!�

Tenchi�s greeting stumbled and
the last part came out as a high pitched
squeek. His throat felt dry and constricted
as he got a good look at what the attractive 
Detective First Class was wearing. A t-shirt,
blue jeans and a black bra. He knew it was
black because the shirt was pressed so tight 
against it that he could practically see through
the white cotton from where he was sitting. 

A trickle of blood rolled from Tenchi�s nose
to fall unnoticed into his miso soup. Tenchi-ken 
started to power itself up, a fact that Tenchi 
was all too aware of as his pants rapidly 
became uncomfortably tight. 

�Are you alright?�

Innocent looking blue eyes suddenly
filled his vision as Mihoshi bent down 
in front of him, her face now only a few
inches away from Tenchi�s. Swallowing
nervously Tenchi looked down to avoid 
showing the hentai thoughts he knew 
were written all over his face.

Oops. Big mistake, now he had an unrestricted view of her....

The trickle increased to a steady stream, Tenchi�s breakfast was
rapidly becoming something unfit for human consumption.

His reaction did not go unnoticed. Ryoko and Ayeka
were shooting looks on setting �Terminate with 
EXTREME Prejudice� at Mihoshi. Rivals they might
be, but in the face of a common threat they would take
the evil they knew over the one they didn�t. 

�Ah hahaha...I�m fine Mihoshi!�  Tenchi might be an idiot 
when it came to women but he wasn�t suicidal. Fortunately
Mihoshi seemed to accept that and sat back down.

The girls� glares relaxed.....marginally.

Tenchi relaxed slightly, then tried to calm the rest of his 
uncooperative body down now that the immediate disaster
had been averted. It wasn�t easy, he seemed to have the 
image of Mihoshi leaning toward him permanently etched
into his mind. How could he think about such a sweet and 
innocent girl in that way?!

{Am I more like my dad then I believed?
 Brrrr.....What a scary thought!!}

Of all the space girls, Mihoshi had always been the nicest in 
Tenchi�s opinion. She didn�t a malicious bone in her whole body 
and didn�t know the first thing about being manipulative. Even Washu 
and Sasami had their darker sides. Part of his reluctance to accept the 
genius scientist�s affections was due to her often casual mistreatment 
of Ryoko. Washu�s cruelty to her own flesh and blood turned him off 
almost as much as her adult form intrigued him. The worst time had 
been after the visit by the Emperor of Jurai and his two wives.
~~~~~~~

 He�d stayed up late that night, expecting Ryoko to make her customary 
appearence over his bed and their usual song and dance that would 
end with him sending Ryoko to her own bed to get some sleep.

But when she never showed he had started to worry. The thought 
that she might have finally gotten his message that Tenchi was not 
interested never crossed his mind, the day that happened he�d 
be looking for the pod that had replaced her.

Tenchi had quietly checked all of the house, then gone to look outside.
Ryoko had been nowhere to be found. Finally he�d searched the one 
place he still hadn�t checked yet, Washu�s lab. With much trepidation 
he�d slowly opened the door that led to the deranged genius scientist�s lair.

The scene he found inside had shocked him to the core.

Ryoko, the strong and fearless pirate, the scourge 
of Kami only knew how many planets was...crying?

Imprisoned by a familar looking restraining device, 
the cyan-haired girl had broken down and was 
now sobbing like a little girl while she called out 
for her mommy.

Tenchi finally realized at that moment something that he�d never 
really thought about before. That in a sense Ryoko 
was still a little girl. In all the years that she had been serving that 
bastard Kagato or sleeping within her cave she�d never had a 
chance to grow up, during all that time she had either been a 
slave or trapped in her astral form. Some things started to make 
more sense with that realization, Ryoko�s teasing of Ayeka, her 
constant need to be around him, the uninhibited way she seized life 
to live to the fullest, all the behavior of a little girl who had 
had her first taste of real freedom and was reveling in it. 

And now with all the barriers down, the real Ryoko 
was revealed at last. The lost little girl who was 
afraid of the dark. 

Tenchi had brought her down, the sight of pure relief on Ryoko�s 
face, one that had nothing to do with her usual tricks and was just 
simply due to the presence of another living being, the fact that she 
was no longer alone, had brought a deep ache to his heart.

Tenchi had held her close, stroking her hair and 
mumuring soothing comforts as she had cried and 
sobbed into his chest. It had been the first time 
he had ever initiated such an intimate contact with Ryoko.
As her sobs had died down to soft hiccups he�d looked up......

....just in time to see Washu recording the whole thing.

He�d have been willing to bet everything he owned that 
she had been the one responisble for this and even worse, 
had been here and recording it the whole time too. A soft 
sigh brought his attention down to Ryoko, the fierce and proud 
young girl had fallen asleep after finally being freed from 
her ordeal, a heartwarming smile on her now peaceful face.

�Tenchi...� She�d snuggled closer, drawn by his body heat.

If Ryoko had been awake she would have seen a smile that 
she�d have sold her soul to have directed at her.

Tenchi had picked up the former space pirate and carried 
her out of the lab to one of the unoccupied guest bedrooms. 
But not before shooting a look back at Washu as he left.

It hadn�t been a glare of hate, or disgust, or anger. 
Washu might have wished for all of those because 
the look he had given her had been much worse.

In Tenchi�s eyes the crab-haired scientist had seen 
disappointment, hurt, and worst of all, pity. His stare 
seemed to bore into her soul, asking how could someone 
that could be so kind to a little child be so cruel to her 
own daughter? Where was the grieving mother that 
he�d tried to comfort as she mourned for a child 
20,000 years gone? What had happened to the 
intelligent girl who had faced down Dr. Clay and that 
he�d come to care for, her nurse�s outfit notwithstanding?

Why did you do it Washu, his look had asked her.

Numbly, Washu had dropped her recorder to the 
ground before erasing all of the tapes she had made
 of Ryoko�s confinement.

Then she collapsed on her floating chair cushion and wept.
~~~~~~~~~~~
(To be continued)

Author's note: Do not adjust your e-mail service. Yes,
 the Private Bets are being sent out of order. That's 
how I write and that's how they go, so do NOT send me 
complaints about it. 

As so many people have been asking,

Bets 1-4 are being edited.

The Haruka/Micheru/Ranma lemon sidestory 
is being written more easily then the rest of it.
Pretty scary.

Bet 5 is on hold, Some of Gregg's new stuff 
is very close to what I wrote so I have 
to think of a new one for it.

Bets 7-9 -Rough Draft only, not going to be 
ready for awhile

Bet 10: Chapter II part 4 is coming, don't worry.

Bets 11+: Ideas.....

As always constructive C & C is welcome.

*$*$*$*$*

"Hope springs eternal in the Human breast: 
Man never is, but always to be blest."

-Alexander Pope

Readers and listeners praise my books;
You swear they're worse then beginner's.
Who cares? I always plan my dinners
To please the diners, not the cooks.

-Martial

In Difficult Ground, Keep moving. 
In Pressed Ground, Make stratagems.
In Death Ground, Fight.

-Sun Tzu "The Art of War"

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