C&C would be appreciated on this side story.  MSTings welcome always.

          Blood Red Moon Side Story: Ryoko's Heart
     This is a crossover fanfic including the characters from Tenchi
Muyo, and CastleVania, more specifically, the newest version out for the
N64.  All characters belong to their respective copyrights, and I take no
credit for them beyond their usage in this story.  Comments, quips,
insults, flames, and death threats can be sent to
Platinum_Dragon@usinternet.com
     This is based on the OVA characters in the Tenchiverse - but don't
be surprised if you hear one or two TV references.  The original concept
came when I noticed that Carrie Fernandez sort of resembles Ryoko in
powers and looks, save that Carrie is only twelve.  This side story takes
place roughly three months after Dracula has been killed, and assumes
that you have knowledge of the series up to that time.  Tenchi, Ryoko,
and Ryo-Ohki have been living with Reinhart, Rosa and Carrie.
     This is a lemon, folks!  That means detailed scenes of sex are
present.  Nobody under the age of eighteen may legally read this,
twenty-one in some places.  I take no responsibility if you get in
trouble for reading this work of fiction.  Just to be redundant,
I'll repeat that: I take NO responsibility if you get in trouble for
reading this work of fiction.

*****

     As Rosa came over, holding a brush, Ryoko once again pushed down the
butterflies crashing around in her stomach.  Zero had something to do
with that, she was sure.  She was still having trouble accepting and
understanding her more emotional half, but she also knew that without
Zero, she wouldn't have a clue of what to do today.
     "You're hair is amazingly soft, considering the style that you keep
it in," said Rosa, as she began to carefully brush out Ryoko's hair, so
that instead of her usual spikes, it flowed down her back.  The illusion
that it was a veritable waterfall of hair was enhanced by its light cyan
color.  She looked into the mirror, and wondered a moment at the woman
that gazed back at her.
     The woman wore a low cut white lace dress, the neckline plunging
dangerously low, and exposing the gentle curve of her breasts, but still
leaving much to the imagination.  A thin necklace of gold, with a
sapphire set in sliver, hung around her neck, a gift from Rosa.  The dress
followed the curves of her slim body, down to her waist, and then flared
out a little to cover her hips and the rest of her legs, stopping perhaps
a half foot above the floor, where white slippered feet peeked out.  Her
eyes traveled back up the woman's body, to her face.  Cheeks that showed
no trace of fat, a slightly upturned, small nose.  Full lips, and just
the slightest hint of smile creases at the corners.  Large, luminous
golden eyes looked back at her, a jumble of emotions reflected in the
mirror.  Disbelief, joy, shock, amazement, and just a hint of fear woven
through it all.
     Ryoko sighed.  As hard as it was for her to believe, she knew that
the woman in the mirror really was her.  Still, it was nice to confirm
that this was really happening to her, at long last.  Her greatest
fear, the fear that she could see reflected in that jumble of emotions,
was that she would wake up and find this to be just another of her
hopeful dreams.  Tenchi telling her that he loved her, that he wanted
her to be his bride.  She kept waiting for Ayeka to appear out of
nowhere, and laugh at her for actually letting herself believe that could
happen.
     But she didn't wake up, to find she was only dreaming, and Ayeka
didn't appear to laugh and goad her.  Rosa finished brushing her hair
out, and Ryoko stood, turning around once before the mirrors.  The skirt
part of the dress puffed out from the motion, and her newly combed out
hair swung back and forth a little before resettling.
     Rosa smiled at her.  The golden-haired woman wore a dress similar
to Ryoko's, although hers did not show nearly as much bosom as Ryoko did.
Ryoko returned the smile, and thought a minute about her new friend.
Reinhart had introduced the two of them, once she had managed to take
firm control of her emotions once again after Tenchi reappeared.
She had found herself liking the young woman immediately.  Though Rosa
was somewhat shy and quiet on the surface, quite the opposite of Ryoko,
they both shared one surprising and painful bond - They had both been
forced under Dracula's control.  Had that been all, though, they likely
wouldn't have gotten so close, both wanting to just forget that time.
But as Ryoko quickly discovered, Rosa had a quick wit, and a surprisingly
mischievous heart, and her easy laugh and quick smile greatly reminded
her of Sasami, whom she had always had a softspot for.  So the friendship
had bloomed.
     "You look as though you're terrified half out of your wits, Ryoko.
What's wrong?" asked Rosa.  The woman constantly surprised her.  She had
a knack for picking up on small things that most wouldn't have noticed,
for noticing when somebody was troubled.
     "I just keep expecting to wake up and realize everything was just
a dream.  I've loved him for so long, and then suddenly one day he
actually makes a choice, chooses me...  Its all my life's dreams come
true, and then some."  Ryoko had told Rosa some about their life before
coming to Romania.  The younger woman raised her arm, where a bracelet
carved of shimmering white ivory rested.  It had been carven to look like
several roses, their stems woven together.  That had been Ryoko's gift
to her, in return for the necklace, the product of several long,
sleepless nights of carefully cutting away the ivory, with help from
Tenchi.  He was surprisingly good at carvings, from most anything to be
found, and had made a small stand for Tenchi-ken to rest on.  Rosa
touched Ryoko's breast lightly, over her heart.
     "Ask this.  Your heart knows that this really is happening,
it's just that you aren't listening to its reassurances."  Ryoko looked
at her for a moment, and then laughed.  Some of the tension she felt
drained away.
     "I know, I know... I haven't had much practice listening to my
heart, but I'm learning."  In the back of her mind, she heard a giggle
from Zero, and smiled a little.  "Sit down, I'll get your hair for you,"
she told Rosa.   Her friend allowed her to guide her to the chair, and
seated herself.  She began to carefully brush out the long, carefully
tended tresses.
     "What about you and Reinhart?  I don't understand how I can be
practically going out of my mind with last minute worries, yet you be
utterly calm," she said.  Rosa grinned.
     "Who says that I'm not?  I'm just better at hiding it than you are.
I look at the mirror, and see this girl in a wedding dress, and wonder
how it could possibly be me.  I certainly never thought that I'd be
getting married - I was going to be out on my own, I didn't need any men
to keep me happy."  Ryoko paused in her brushing, surprised at how
closely their thoughts mirrored one another, and Rosa looked at her a
moment.  "Then I met Reinhart, and everything that I thought I was going
to do went clean out the window.  Half the time, I didn't know what I was
going to do, except that it was going to be with him.  You understand?"
Ryoko looked back at her.
      "Just exactly how I felt with Tenchi.  I was finally free of
Kagato, and I knew I wouldn't be trapped in the cave forever.  I was
going to go anywhere I wanted.  And then a young baby boy started coming
by the cave, and I watched him grow up.  I didn't know it, but he got a
greater claim on me than anything Kagato ever had."  Grinning, she went
back to brushing.  Another few strokes, and she was done.  Rosa stood
up, and took her turn in front of the mirror.
     She was just finishing up when Carrie came through the doors,
leading  Ryo-Ohki, in toddling furry human form.  She grinned at them
both, in a pink dress with a little trimming of white lace.  Tied around
her waist and just off center on her back was a blue ribbon.  Ryo-Ohki
came over to Ryoko, and put up her arms to be picked up.  Ryoko did so,
being careful not to disturb her dress.
     "Miya!"  Ryoko grinned.
     "Yes, you can carry the train," she told her, and then set her back
down.  The cabbit-girl smiled broadly, and made the mistake of jumping
up and down.  As she landed, she tripped and was turned back into her
normal form.  She miyaed in distress, as the dress that she had been
wearing fluttered down around her, a copy of Carrie's, only the fabric
was blue and the bow pink.  They shared a laugh, as Ryo-Ohki untangled
herself from the mess, and changed back into toddler form.  In a moment,
they had her back in the dress.
     "It's almost time, so we had better hurry," said Carrie, once they
were done.  With one last look into the mirror, at that strange, yet
familiar woman, Ryoko picked up her veil, and pulled it on.  That was the
reason that they had combed out her hair; otherwise, they wouldn't
have been able to get it on.  The long lace train reached the floor and
trailed behind about two feet.  Rosa donned hers, and they exited,
Ryo-Ohki holding Ryoko's train, Carrie Rosa's.  As they approached
the chapel, and the organ began to play, the butterflies began to use
jackhammers instead of just bouncing around.  The procession was to be
simple.  Ryoko would be led down the isle by Reinhart, as she didn't
have a father to do that, and then he would act as best man.  Rosa and
Carrie were her bride's maids.
     After the priest spoke the words, Tenchi and Ryoko would exchange
places with Reinhart and Rosa.  Rosa would be led down the isle by her
father to Reinhart, with Ryoko and Carrie as her bride's maids, and
Tenchi best man.
     They reached the doors, and Rosa gave her a quick hug.  She returned
it, and then took a deep breath, trying hard to push her fears and
worries out of her mind.  The organ music paused a moment, and then the
doors swung open, to show the vaulted, well lit chapel.  The organ began
to play the wedding march, and Reinhart came forward, offering her his
arm to led her down the isle.  But her eyes were glued to the dais, where
Tenchi stood, a gentle smile on his face, in a black coat and pants,
with a white shirt underneath.  She couldn't feel anything coming through
the link from him besides confidence.
     She would have stared for the rest of the day, but Reinhart gave her
a slight tug, and she jerked into motion.  Rosa touched her shoulder
lightly, and she forced herself to become less tense.  That walk seemed
to take forever, surrounded by people come far and wide to see the
wedding of the heroes that had saved them from Dracula.  But finally,
they arrived, and she stood next to him, her heart pounding.  She
wondered that it didn't shake down the place, so loud was it in her ears.
     "You look beautiful, Ryoko," came the thought through their link,
and she felt herself blush, but she smiled wider.  She also found herself
wishing that she hadn't had the wedding dress made quite so low cut as
she did.  Surrounded as she was, she could all be feel the stares on her
back.  She forced herself not to hunch down.  This was her wedding day,
and she was going to make it something to remember.  The priest, a
balding, chubby man that looked to be in his upper forties, came forward
a little, squinting at them.  He cleared his throat, and began to speak,
in a surprisingly deep bass voice that rang through the chamber.
     "Ladies and gentlemen, today I have been given the honor of joining
not two, but four great heroes of our land in holy matrimony.  This
sacred bond, one of the very things that they fought for, I gladly will
bestow," he said.  Pausing a moment, he smiled broadly at them.
     "Do you, Tenchi Masaki, take this woman as your lawfully wedded
wife, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in
health, for better or worse, till death do you part?"  The butterflies
began to frantically throw themselves against the sides of her stomach
in a last ditch effort.
     "I do"  The priest turned to her, and smiled gently.
     "And do you, Ryoko Hakubi, take this man as your lawfully wedded
husband, to have and to hold, to love and to cherish, in sickness and in
health, for better or for worse, till death do you part?"  She glanced
at Tenchi out of the corner of her eye, and, trembling, replied.
     "I do" The priest looked up at the audience, and Ryoko squeezed
her eyes shut, and prayed silently.  This was the moment of truth, then.
Would she wake, would Ayeka appear?
     "If there is anyone here that knows why these two should not be
joined in holy matrimony, than speak now, or forever hold your peace."
For a moment, her mind ran wild with her, and she thought that she heard
Ayeka shout that they shouldn't be married because she was a monster,
a demoness.  Then the priest intoned, "Then by the power vested in me by
the church, and in the eyes of God, I declare you husband and wife.  You
may kiss the bride."  She had time for a moment of shock - it had
actually happened - and then Tenchi raised her veil, and they kissed,
long and deeply.  She wished that the rest of their family could be there
to see this, and she felt Tenchi's agreement through the link.  Finally,
though, they broke the kiss, leaving both of them breathless, and
suddenly aware of the thunderous applause.  The looked around to see the
audience on their feet, clapping and shouting.  Ryoko soaked in the
attention, and then everybody hurried to reset things for Reinhart
and Rosa's wedding.
     Ryoko's mind was spinning as she took her place behind Rosa, and
looked in wonderment at the golden ring on her finger.  It had happened.
She was Ryoko Masaki, wife of Tenchi Masaki.  She felt positively
giddy, like- With a start, she realized the procession was moving.
Blushing furiously, she hurried to keep her place.  Rosa's father was a
very tall, older man that held a presence of authority about him that
reminded her somewhat of Katsuhito - her grandfather, she reflected
with a secret smile.  How ironic - if he hadn't have defeated her seven
hundred years before, then she wouldn't have this day to treasure with
his grandson.  Then she remembered that now she was related to Nobuyuki
too.  Ah, well, she thought, no marriage was totally perfect.
     She looked up as Tenchi handed Reinhart a small ring.  She found
herself struggling not to cry in joy, and she had to actually make an
effort to not literally float off.  Considering the belief system of
these people, she didn't think that would endear her to them very much.
     "Do you, Reinhart Schnider, take this woman..." began the priest.
Reinhart confirmed the vow, and the priest turned to Rosa, asking her the
same.  She said yes, and the priest once again asked if there were any
objections.  There were, of course, none.
     Ryoko watched with interest as Reinhart kissed Rosa.  Had she and
Tenchi looked like that?  She joined in the applause, and saw Tenchi
out of the corner of her eye.  She remembered once when Tenchi's
grandmother had brought him by the cave.  He had been very young, and had
asked her if they could get married when he grew up.  It was a child's
question, the sort any young kid might ask.  She had laughed, and told
him that she was flattered, but that she wouldn't be able to.  She had
told him that she was certain he would met a girl when he grew up, and
Ryoko remembered that she'd be glad to marry him if she ever got away
from the cave.  His face had screwed up in distaste, and he had asked
why he'd want to marry a girl.
     His grandmother had laughed, and asked him what he thought she was.
He had told her that she was a grandmother, of course, and she had
laughed.  Simple child's logic, yet Ryoko had been a little surprised
at the sting that it had caused in her heart.
     That had been only a few weeks before his grandmother had passed
away.  When the young child had arrived at her cave, tears streaming
down his face, she had tried so hard to comfort him, but of course in her
astral form she couldn't touch him, nor could he see or hear her.  She
had sworn to watch him as best she could, and as she did, he had slowly
stopped crying, and looked straight at her.  Even though she knew that
he couldn't see her, she felt a little hope blossom in her breast.  Was
this her chance, then, to make good on that promise?  Whether it was or
not, she was going to keep it, no matter what.
     Slowly, the applause died down, and she went over and hugged Rosa.
They looked at each other and laughed.  She saw Tenchi and Reinhart
look at each other and shrug.  Ryoko grinned a little at Rosa, and then
they both walked over to join their new husbands.  Tenchi put his arm
around her waist.  It still surprised her sometimes when he did that.
In the months since defeating Dracula, and Tenchi accepting her, they had
grown physically closer.  Tenchi no long cringed when she glomped onto
him; in fact, he even seemed to enjoy the contact.  She snuggled in a
little closer to him, enjoying that warmth that she could feel emanating
from his body.  She craved that warmth, she knew, needed it with
something more basic than just the human want for company.  She had been
locked away in the cave too long, hidden from the sun and the warmth
of others, before that controlled by Kagato.
     She felt suddenly exhausted, not physically, but emotionally.
All of her dreams finally becoming reality had drained her, and she was
glad for the support of Tenchi's arm.  Rosa looked similarly tired,
leaning against Reinhart's shoulder.  The silence stretched out, and she
felt that something should be said.  She searched for words, but could
find none that could fit the moment.  Ryoko looked at her husband - her
husband!- and decided that she was content to just enjoy the moment.
She leaned into the embrace, soaking in his warmth.
     The party moved out of the chapel, and into a huge ball room, where
a small orchestra played music.  Most of the guests began dancing,
but Tenchi, Ryoko, Reinhart and Rosa held back, just watching the
festivities.  Various people came up to them, and congratulated
them on the union.  Rosa's father came up, smiling, and kissed her on the
cheek, and her sisters each hugged her and teased her a little, saying
that she'd have to watch Reinhart carefully, or they'd steal him away
when she wasn't watching.  She laughed, and said that they were welcome
to try.
     The hours passed, and slowly, people began to leave.  Looking
around, Ryoko saw Carrie over near one of the walls, watching the events
but not taking part in them.  She gave Tenchi a peck on the cheek, and
then slipped out of his embrace.  Stamping down a tiny complaint that
rose from her body as she left his warmth, she crossed the room to the
young girl.  Carrie looked at her, and smiled faintly.  Her pale skin
seemed to shine a little in the light.
     "Hey.  Why not join us out there, instead of just watching?"
asked Ryoko.  Though she knew that Carrie hadn't trusted her at first,
they had gained a... budding friendship.  She wasn't sure if it could
bear fruit, yet, but given time...  Carrie sighed.
     "You know, ever since my parents died, I always thought that I'd
never have any real loved ones again.  Then, I fought and killed my own
sister, one that I didn't even know that I had, and when I found out, I
was only more certain of that fact.  It seems that everybody that I love
dies, but though I struggled against it, I'm finding that I love Reinhart
and Rosa both as family.  But I don't want to - I don't want to take the
chance that my curse will happen to them too."  Ryoko looked at the young
girl a moment.  She knew that she wasn't the best person to give advice
like this.
     "I don't really know much about family, Carrie.  I was created,
not born, and soon after my mother was trapped, and I was placed under
control.  For more than a thousand years, I ravaged and pillaged for my
master, and he treated me like I was simply waste material, fashioned
from useless bits and pieces.  Then Yosho caught me, and captured me,
locked me away into the cave.  I stayed there for seven hundred years,
able to do nothing more than project my spirit only as far as ten feet
away from the entrance to my prison."  Carrie looked at her, surprise
on her face, but listened.
     "Imagine my surprise when one day I found Tenchi and his grandmother
outside the cave.  I hadn't seen anybody in so long that I was frightened
of them at first.  But I watched, and slowly began to like Tenchi, who
was only five years old.  Maybe it was just me locking onto the one thing
that I had seen in my imprisonment, but I let myself think that he came
to the area so often because he could see me.  Years went by; I watched
him grow up, until one day he came, a young man, and said goodbye to the
cave."  She paused, as her heart clenched a little with the memory.
     "I found myself alone again, scared and lonely in the dark.  I
stopped looking outside, because it only reminded me of what I had lost.
I was almost ready to just let go, just let my body die so that I could
go on to where ever, when I suddenly felt the seal lifted.  And then
Tenchi slid down, older, the most beautiful thing that I had ever seen.
He came toward the pool that my body waited in, and I was able to tug the
sword out of his hand.  When he bent over to pick it up, I was able to
touch him.  I really can't describe what it was like to feel the warmth
of another human being after so long.  The sword shocked me before I
could tell him anything, and he ran in fright.  But he was there, for
that short time, he had freed me.  It took awhile to gather the energy
that I needed to reflesh my body, and leave the cave, and when I did I'll
admit that I wasn't exactly in a good mood - I almost ended up killing
him."  Carrie stared at her, startled.
     "If you loved him so much, why did you try to kill him?"
     "Try to imagine being in love with someone for a long time, and then
when you finally get the chance to tell them, they run in fright.  And
part of it was just that I had built up a lot of anger over my stay in
the cave, and he was the first thing that I saw.  But that's beside the
point.  After, one by one, more girls appeared.  Ayeka, the princess
of Jurai, Yosho's half-sister and fianc�e, and her little sister Sasami.
After that, Mihoshi joined us, a Galaxy Police officer - think City
Watch, only she does it in the stars.  Last, after Kagato found us, my
mother, Washu, and all of us ended up falling for Tenchi.  But in a crazy
sort of way, we were all one big family.  Ayeka and I are almost always
quibbling.  Sasami does most of the cooking.  She's everybody's
kid sister.  Mihoshi tries hard to keep us from fighting - sorta the
older, wiser sister in the family, except that she's a complete bubble
head.  Just recently, we added Mayuka, who is Tenchi's daughter.  Sorta.
Its hard to explain.  But the point is, we are a family.  Things have
happened, but we've stuck together.  And although there can be pain
involved in it, in the end it's better to take the chance on being hurt,
and get all the other things that come with it.  I promise you that it's
worth it."  Carrie looked at her for a few moments, and then slowly
nodded.
     "I guess that you're right.  I'm being given a chance to have a
family again.  I won't pass that up," she said, looking at Ryoko.  A slow
grin spread, and Ryoko suddenly realized just how much alike they really
looked.  Her eyes were much the same color of gold, her hair only a shade
or two darker than Ryoko's own cyan.  She grinned, and wondered if the
world was ready for another Ryoko.  They walked back over to where Tenchi,
Reinhart and Rosa were still speaking to guests.  Tenchi had a definitely
uneasy look on his face.  He didn't like being the center of attention.
He wasn't used to thinking of himself as important, something that Ryoko
intended to change.  Because he was important, especially to her.
     As they reached them, Reinhart grinned, and ruffled Carrie's hair.
She ducked back, laughing.  Ryoko smiled.  Maybe she would get the hang
of this friendship stuff after all.  The party continued on for a while
longer, and then finally things petered out.  As the last guest left,
they looked around the room. The orchestra began to pack up.  Ryoko
realized that the night had fallen.
 They left the hall, and into a cloudless, beautiful night.
Strange, but she noticed that the stars in this world were the same as
they were in hers.  Was that true of all dimensions, then?  Did they all
share the same sky, or did some have their own skies to shine at night?
 Tenchi placed his coat around her shoulders, and she noticed that
there was a slightly chill breeze in the air.  She snuggled up next to
him, smiling.  They walked through the streets.  Reinhart and Rosa had
invited them to stay as long as they needed to, and they had been glad to
accept the offer.  Carrie walked between the two couples, Ryo-Ohki curled
up on her head in cabbit form.
     She realized that even if they never got home again, she wouldn't
mind living here.  She had Tenchi, and she had Reinhart and Rosa and
Carrie as friends.  Maybe it wasn't as crazy a family as they had on
their own world, but she knew that it was a family in its own right.
That was what had become important to her.  That sense of belonging
to something, being a part of something more than just herself.  Her
soul, starved from the years of not having any contact with anything,
could no longer go on without it.
     They walked toward the house that Reinhart and Rosa had gotten,
more as a gift from Rosa's father than by their choice.  It was large,
a two floored place with careful scroll working.  It sat on the edge of a
forest, and it did have a certain beauty.
     Laughing, as they reached the threshold, Reinhart picked up Rosa,
and carried her across.  Ryoko looked at Tenchi, who grinned, and she
floated into his arms.  He cradled her against his body, and she leaned
her head against his shoulder as they entered the house.  He carried
her up to their room, noticing that the others seemed to disappear.
     With a start, Ryoko remembered what generally followed a wedding
on a wedding night.  It surprised her that she had completely forgotten
that the marriage would be consummated.  After all, wasn't that what she
always had wanted with Tenchi?  To join with him in the ultimate
expression of one's love?
     She realized that she had absolutely no idea what to do, beyond
what she had seen in one of Nobuyuki's books.  Even with all of her
flirting, all of her innuendo, she had never lay with a man.  Kagato
was never interested in such, he wanted nothing to do with 'waste
material' as he had so quaintly put it, and locked in the cave she had
had no contact with anybody, physical or otherwise.
     She really didn't know anything about making love.  The thought
brought a thrill to her spine, yet at the same time, she realized that
she was a little afraid.  She didn't like not knowing what was going to
happen.  It made her feel like she didn't have any control at all on the
situation.  She looked up into his face, and knew that she would have to
trust him.  He glanced down at her, and smiled gently, as they reached
their room.  It was spacious, with a decent amount filled by a large,
double bed.  It struck Ryoko as ironic that while they had shared the
same bed for the last three months, they still had not been together.
The thought had just not entered their minds.  He set her down on the
bed, closing the door behind him.
     "Ryoko... I want you to know that you were beautiful today," he said
quietly, sitting down next to her.  "You really have never looked more
beautiful to me before, and that I'm sorry for making you wait on me for
so long.  You didn't deserve that.  I promise you that I'll make it up to
you."  Ryoko stared at him.  He was sorry for making her wait?  She
turned to face him.
     "Tenchi...  I've got you.  You don't need to make up for anything.
I've already got everything that I ever wanted.  I've got you."  She
leaned forward, then, and kissed him gently.  She felt a moment of
indecisiveness through their link, and then, slowly, his arms went around
her, and he pulled her closer to him, kissing her more deeply.  Her heart
fluttered a little in her chest, as she wrapped her arms around him as
well.  Here, she thought to herself, with Tenchi holding her, she felt
safe.  She didn't want to lose that feeling ever again.
 They broke the kiss, Ryoko extremely aware of just how close they
suddenly were.  She knew that they had never really been this close
before, not just physically, but emotionally as well and it felt like
nothing she had ever felt before.  Deep within his eyes, she saw the
flicker of something that she had never seen before.  Desire, great
desire, and love.  He kissed her again, and slowly, fumblingly began to
untie the laces of her wedding dress.  As they came undone, she felt the
material begin to slide off.  For a moment, she panicked, as she
remembered her body doing the same thing not long after Dracula's
servant took it over.  Tenchi felt her distress through the link, and
stopped, looking her in the eyes and reassuring her that she was safe.
     She pulled herself tight against him, wanting little more than to
feel that warmth that he gave off for the moment, and he smiled gently,
holding him to her.  Slowly, though, she became aware of the fact that
she wanted more, that she was ready for more.  She squirmed around in his
grip a little, until she was facing him.  Kissing him, she ran her hands
over her shoulders, and down his sides.  She felt a little surprise
drift through their link, and then understanding.  His hands returned
to the laces with a new urgency, and he finished untying them.  She felt
the dress ready to slide off of her body, and she did just that, shucking
carefully out of it.
     Tenchi stared at her, as if really seeing her for the first time,
although she had walked around naked in front of him dozens of times
before.  She smiled, a little ferally, and then sat back down in his lap.
She could feel a bulge through his pants under her bottom, and wondered
how she had missed it while he was holding her before.  She squirmed
a little, and quickly unbuttoned his shirt.  His hands weren't idle
during this time.  She felt him lightly brush his finger tips up her
spine, sending shivers up and down her entire body, and then slide around
to her front, gently touching across her breasts.  She drew a sharp
intake of breath, as he came in contact with her nipples, which grew hard
at the sensation.
     She kissed him, and ran her fingers down his chest, and hooking
them slightly under the waist of his pants.  She tugged at them a little,
and then unbuttoned them.  Floating up a little, she tugged them down,
and off, leaving Tenchi as nude as she was.  She stared in appreciation
as his manhood arose, freed from its confinement.  Tenchi placed his
hands around her waist, and pulled her back down to the bed, kissing
her.  As she came to rest on the bed, she found that they were aligned,
the tip of his passion at the very edge of her labia... just barely parting
it. She shared a long, understanding look with him.  Emotions tumbled
through the link; love, desire, and laced through it all a sense of rightness.
     They pulled together, and his rod pushed into her.  She gasped in
pleasure as she felt him sinking deep within her.  The girth of his
phallus stretched the walls of her womanhood out, nearly to painful limits,
and slid slowly within her, and almost no lubrication to aide it.  He had
fully sheathed himself in her body, before surprise overtook him, and he gave
her a near confused, slightly embarrassed look.
     "There was no hymen?" he asked, his voice mirroring the confusion
apparent on his features.  She shook her head
     "Washu didn't bother putting one in," she answered, going a little
scarlet.  He grinned, and kissed her.  Slowly, he began to pull out, of
her, until little more than his head remained in her, and then pushed
back in.  Centering on where the lovers joined, waves of pleasure began to
wash out, suffusing her.  And then she realized that she was feeling more than
just her what her body was feeling.  She could feel him, feel it every time he
pushed back into her, feel it through the bond they shared.  It was startling
at first, and then it just became another fuel to the pleasure she could feel
growing inside of her.
 At first a little clumsy, they soon began to fall into a pace that kept the
rhythm going, and let it move a little faster.  As the dew of her passion
began to flow within her and outside of her, coating them both, it allowed
them to move a little smoother, a little better.  Soon, she felt a ball of
golden pleasure forming, filling her with a new kind of warmth.
     She wanted more of that warmth, and picked up the pace, panting.
She could feel that Tenchi was nearing his own climax, groaning every
time he reached the bottom of their stroke.  He brought up his hands to
her breasts, and began to squeeze them, gently at first, and then harder.
The sensations from there seemed to blast straight into that golden
warmth building within her, and she moaned aloud.  Then he drew forward,
and began kissing a path from her jaw line down to her breasts.  He
reached one of her nipples, and began to suck gently at it.  With a long,
wordless gasp, she felt that ball of pleasure explode, wracking across
her body.  Every muscle of her body spasmed, and she contracted down on
Tenchi's rod.
     Tenchi groaned, and pushed in deeply one last time, as his seed
rushed into her, a white hot stream that forced itself deep inside of her.
The feeling of it set off another, smaller orgasm in her body, and she
shuddered as it passed through her, and then they lay against each other,
still joined as one.  They panted, a thin slick of sweat on both of their
skins, and then Tenchi gently kissed her.  She looked at him, knowing that
the last of her dreams really had been fulfilled.  They separated, and Tenchi
looked at her as his now limp cock slipped wetly from her pussy.  She smiled,
and began to kiss a trail down his body.  He watched her with interest, as she
moved along, down his chest.  Reaching his pelvic region, she stared at his
rod in mute fascination, which was now starting to grow again.  It was
strange, watching it slowly expand, and stretch out as if trying to reach her.
     She looked up at him alluringly, and then opened her mouth wide and
engulfed him completely.  At first, it was strange - the texture was
unusual, and it was still hardening a little.  She could taste herself
on it, a strange, exotic flavor, mixed in with his semen, a salty taste
that seemed to compliment her own.  She quickly found that the sucker
analogy was quite correct, and began to swirl her tongue around the head.
She heard him moan softly, and push up and into her mouth.  She gagged
a moment, as he reached the back of her throat, and automatically pulled
her own head back in reflex, though she did not need to breath.  After
few moments, though, she found a rhythm .  She would lick at the head
for a little, while bobbing her head up and down.  Every once in awhile,
she would take him deeper while licking his shaft with her tongue.
     Although it was something that she had never tried before, she
quickly brought Tenchi to the brink, and then over it.  She was quite
surprised when she felt him spasm in her mouth, which was followed
by a torrent of his seed.  Caught off guard, her mouth, which was already
nearly filled with Tenchi, was quickly filled to overflowing.  Semen
spilt out from her mouth, and onto her breasts.  She swallowed as much
as she could, savoring its salty taste, and pulled her head back.  A last
spurt of his essence pushed out from his phallus, splashing against her
face and hair.  She wiped away a little, and made a show of licking it
off her finger.  She moved back up his body, and then kissed him.  A
little of himself slid from her mouth to his, and he jerked a little as
he recognized what it was.
     Breaking the kiss, Tenchi brought his hands up, and began to gently
squeeze and kneed her breasts.  She sighed in content, and leaned back,
giving him better access to the large, firm mounds.  He brought his mouth
down on her right nipple, and began to suckle on it.  His hands pinched
and teased at her other nipple, and she began to squirm in his grip as
she felt waves of pleasure beginning to pass through her again.
     Slowly, he brought one hand down her body, trailing his fingertips
down across her taunt stomach, and through the fields of her womanhood,
which was the same light cyan as the rest of her hair.  She wondered
a moment what he was doing, when suddenly she felt two of his fingers
slip inside of her, while his thumb gently stroked at her sensitive bud.
A loud moan escaped her lips, and she arched her back, grinding her pelvis
toward his hand, only wanting more of that feeling.  She felt him
wiggling his fingers around inside of her, pushing against her sensitive
walls.  Suddenly they brushed across something inside her, and she gasped
as a mini-orgasm flew through her.  Seeing her reaction, Tenchi plumbed
back, and found the spot again.  She began to shudder as what felt like
dozens of pleasure eruptions blasted through her body.
     It kept building, and when she was just at the brink of having what
she was certain would be the biggest orgasm in her life, he stopped
suddenly, pulling his fingers out.  She whimpered in frustration
as she felt herself teetering on the edge, and then slowly starting
to come back down.  It was a pleasant shock to her when she felt Tenchi blow
lightly on her labia.  A shiver rippled through her, and then new waves
of ecstasy began to ripple through her as he placed his mouth to her
sex and began to taste her in earnest.  He would push his tongue in,
run it around her walls, and then pull it out, to press briefly at her
bud of passion.  She was thrown over the brink, and screamed to any and
all who could hear as her ecstasy tore through her.
     As the waves of pleasure subsided, Tenchi drew himself back up, and
kissed her.  She tasted herself in the kiss.  He drew close, and she
could feel his manhood pressing against her entrance once more.  She rolled
him onto his back, and then straddled him, and lowered herself onto him.
His phallus pressed into her once more, much easier this time.  She gasped
as he slid into her, and their pelvises met.  Although the movements were
a bit different with her on top, they quickly found the rhythm, and were
soon pressing together, joined as one.  This time as the passion built, she
reached through their bond, and touched him.  It was more, much much more,
she found.  Every thought, every feeling that he had she thought, felt.
She felt the love, and as they both fell over the brink, combined not
only physically, but mentally, she knew that she really was part of
something more than herself now, finally.  The orgasm crashed into her,
and white hot light burst into her mind.
     Panting, they collapsed, and he wrapped his arms around her.
     "Never again, Ryoko.  I promise that I'll hold onto you for as long
as you want.  You were always a part of me, even if I didn't know it.
Always," he whispered into her ear.  She sighed, content, and fell asleep
wrapped in his arms, his love.  There were demons in the night, she knew,
but she trusted him to keep her safe from them.

*****

     "Miya?"  Ryoko stirred as she felt Ryo-Ohki jump up onto her.  She
opened her eyes to see Tenchi laying next to her, his eyes closed.  He
had a peaceful expression on his face.  She smiled as she remembered
the events of the past night.  Carefully, she extracted herself from his
embrace, so as not to wake him.  Circling around the bed, she found her
wedding dress, laying on the floor.  She carefully picked it up, and hung
it into the wardrobe.  Withdrawing a pale blue robe from the oak
wardrobe, she pulled it on, and walked through the door, not bothering
to open it.  She found Rosa on the other side, looking startled.
     "No matter how many times I see you do that, I'm never going to get
used to it," she said, grinning.  There seemed to be a glow about her
this morning, as she stood there in a darker red robe.  They walked down
to the kitchen.
     "You seem awfully perky today," said Ryoko, as Rosa began to collect
a few things for breakfast.  Rosa looked at her, and smiled.
     "And you look like you are still wondering if this is all a dream,"
she countered.  Ryoko grinned mischievously, and pressed on.
     "Come on now...  You two disappeared awfully quickly last night."
Rosa looked at her, startled, and went crimson to her hairline.  Ryoko
walked over and joined her in getting things ready.  She had been trying
to teach Ryoko how to cook, and had had a little success.  Ryoko started
a fire in the stove.
     "Well..."
     "Come on!"
     "Ryoko!"
     "I'll go first."  Rosa looked at her for a moment, and then sighed
finally, grinning.
     "You're on!"  While they got breakfast ready, they traded stories
about the previous night.  Ryoko grinned as Rosa told her about her first
night.  Comparing notes, they found that both men seemed to prefer more
drawn out experiences.  Rosa cracked open a couple of eggs, as Ryoko
mixed up some batter for what Rosa called pancakes.  They were actually
pretty good, Ryoko had found.
     They were just setting the last of things on the table when
Reinhart, Tenchi, and Carrie came down the stairs.  Of the three, only
Carrie looked like she had gotten any sleep.  Ryoko looked at Rosa and
they shared a grin, as they each went to their new husband and sat them
down on the table.  Reinhart and Tenchi looked at each other, with a gaze
that seemed to say, "Why is it that we can barely keep our eyes open,
and they're wide awake?"  Eating breakfast was an interesting ordeal,
full of stolen half grins and innuendo from Ryoko and Rosa, and Tenchi
and Reinhart doing their best to fend them both off.  Carrie just watched
with a half-way hidden smile, and took Ryo-Ohki outside for a little
bit.  After the meal was done, Reinhart and Rosa announced that they were
going to be running into town for a bit.  Carrie asked to go with them.
Tenchi and Ryoko found themselves alone in the house.  He helped her
clear away the dishes.
     "I wanted to thank you, Ryoko.  I enjoyed last night," he said
quietly.  She turned to him, and mock seriously frowned.
     "I give you my body, and all that you can say is that you 'enjoyed'
it?" she asked.  Tenchi grinned, and affected a worried face.
     "Well, um, I mean..."  She walked over to him, and hugged him close
to her.
     "No, my Tenchi.  Thank you.  You kept the demons away."  He looked
at her, understanding, and kissed her deeply.

*****

     The end.  For those of you that stuck around long enough to read
this, thank you.  I hope that you enjoyed it - lemons aren't exactly
my specialty.  Big, big thanks go to K'thardin, who did me a big favor
by going through the lemon scene and rewriting it a little so that it
didn't seem like nothing but screwing.  Hopefully this did a good job
of exploring what Ryoko was thinking as she was married, and finally...
ahem... got Tenchi.  Thanks to Sivus, on #Fanfics, Dalnet IRC for
prereading this.
     I'm outta here.

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  a newborn's life will fade.
  From sun to moon, moon to sun,
  Give peaceful rest to the living dead." - The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of
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