Subject: [FFML] [fanfic][TM]Sketches of Tenchi 8: Old Rivals and New Discoveries
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Sketches of Tenchi 8:  Old Rivals and New Discoveries

    A Tenchi Muyo! OAV/MnE fanfic

        by HKMiller

            14 November 2000



Featuring characters created by Hiroki Hayashi and Masaki

Kajishima, also copyright AiC and Pioneer.



Incidental characters are from or inspired by other sources.

I'll try (harder) for complete credits in the notes.



And the usual lime warning applies.



- - - - - - - - - -

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN, I'M PREGNANT?" Kiyone screamed.



Tenchi twitched on the floor.  Aeka and Ryouko seemed uncertain

whether to comfort him or glare at Kiyone.



Mihoshi clapped her hands.  "Oh, my, you don't know what that

means?  It means you're going to have a baby, Kiyone!"



"I KNOW that, bubblehead," Kiyone got out between gritted teeth.

Turning to Washuu, she continued.  "But HOW?  Given the risks,

I've been taking my pills every day since the engagement!"



"We... we only did it the one time..." muttered Tenchi from the

floor.  "What are the odds?"



Washuu answered Tenchi as she waved a small wand over Kiyone's

body and started typing into her holographic laptop.  "Well,

Tenchi-dono, the odds were actually quite good, given that it's

Kiyone.  I guess you weren't paying attention to that part of my

lecture.  Unlike Earth or Juraian females, females from Kiyone's

planet are permanently fertile.  This is why her planet's culture

is so career-oriented; it's an attempt to keep the birth rate

down.  Kiyone has a roughly eighty percent chance of pregancy from

any act of unprotected sex, at any time."



Kiyone sat down on the sofa, head in her hands.



Washuu remarked, "No trace of any birth control measures in your

system.  Do you have a sample of these pills handy?"



Silently Kiyone produced a small bottle and handed it over to

Washuu.



"Oopsie..." Mihoshi murmured, her gaze fixed on the bottle.



After analyzing the contents, Washuu smirked.  "I'll give you one

guess, Kiyone.  The pills in your bottle are not what they're

supposed to be.  Also, the chemical formula for the residue on the

sides of the bottle happens to be a nearly irresistable sweet to

people from one particular planet."



Kiyone turned to glare at Mihoshi.  Aeka started giggling; Ryouko

cackled outright.



Mihoshi started bawling.  "Oh, Kiyone, I didn't mean to eat them,

but the smell was just driving me crazy!  They're just SOOO

delicious!  I just couldn't help myself!"



"GRRRR!"  Trying to calm herself, Kiyone turned back to Washuu and

unclenched her jaw enough to say, "And next time?"



Washuu was still typing.  "You understand, preventing conception

in your people isn't easy, Kiyone.  So far, every possible

chemical combination which might work is equally irresistable to

the bubblehead.  Looks like you're going to have a lot of

children."



"Do the pills at least prevent HER from reproducing?" asked Kiyone

between clenched jaws.



"Nope.  Actually, in Mihoshi they'll act as a mild stimulant to

her fertility."



Washuu turned to Tenchi and grinned.  "You're going to be QUITE a

father, Tenchi-dono.  Maybe they'll call you 'Father of His

Galaxy' a few thousand years from now."



"Oh, wonderful," Tenchi moaned.



- - - - - - - - - -

Outside in the yard, a hovering Washuu-bot returned various

colored gems on the ground to their normal appearance.  Many

young ladies, disgruntled, immediately beamed out to parts

unknown.



Shiria, Pikko, Teruzi, and Menori contemplated Prince Youshou,

unconscious, lying on the ground covered in sticky green stuff.



"Ughh!  He's been slimed.  I don't want to touch him!"



Pikko and Shiria analyzed the green slime with the instruments

in their bracelets.



"It's water-soluble; we just have to dump him in the lake,"

Pikko announced.



Nobody moved.



"ONE of us has to pick him up, you know."



"Let's all do it, on count of three."



"WAIT!  I don't want to get that gook on my clothes!" 



"Then take them off," said Shiria calmly, arms crossed.



"Let's ALL take them off," said Teruzi.  "And then Youshou's,

as soon as the slime has dissolved."



The suggestion met with universal approval.



Youshou started to grow nervous.



- - - - - - - - - -

Back in the living room, a green bubble of light appeared.  It

burst, leaving two short, slim figures.  The older of the two had

wild, light orange hair; the younger hovered upside down in

mid-air, then started slowly revolving, head over heels.



"Yume!  What are you doing here?" asked Ryouko.



"Washuu-sama!  What is this person doing here?  She nearly

caused a crisis of galactic proportions!" added Aeka.



Yume, the second most brilliant scientist in the universe, spun

one finger in the air.  "I was about to explain that..."



"Good," interrupted Washuu, "because this time, I didn't invite

you."



"...I have recently been appointed as a technical advisor to

the Juraian armed forces, as it happens," explained Yume,

"and as payment, my daughter here has been engaged to the

young prince you're all so interested in."  Yume gestured

towards Tenchi, still lying on the floor in shock.  Tenchi

revived enough to direct warding-off gestures at Yume.



The daughter in question, a spiky-red-haired, rubber-limbed urchin

wearing a loose t-shirt and stretch shorts, crouched and examined

Tenchi closely, almost nose-to-nose.



"Ooo-OOOO-oooh.  A Prince."



"Hi!  My name is Sasami!  What's yours?"  Sasami smiled and bowed.



The newcomer capered around Sasami on all fours, peering closely

at her from odd angles.  "Ooo-OOOO-oooh.  The avatar of Tsunami."



"I wonder if this is what Washuu was like at that age," said Aeka,

laughing in a lady-like fashion with a hand to her mouth.  Ryouko

guffawed.



Tenchi stood and glared at Yume.  "You can't just beam in here

and give me another fiancee like this!"



"Why not?" replied Yume coolly.  "Everyone else is."



Ryou-oh-ki scampered in and leaped to Sasami's shoulder.  The

new girl blinked.  "OooooOOOOOH!  Furry spaceship!"  She then

produced a two-handed, computerized aircraft steering device from

somewhere.  Ryou-oh-ki squealed in dismay when she found herself

levitating off Sasami's shoulder, then zooming about the room in

circles, accompanied by sound effects generated by the new

red-haired waif as she steered.  "Vrrrrr-OOOOOOMM!

Bah-bah-bah-bah vrrrooOOOOOOOOM!"



"Hmmm.  I didn't think it was possible to hack into Ryou-oh-ki so

quickly."  Washuu stared at the girl dubiously.  "And I don't

think I was ever quite like THAT."



"No!  My little Ryou-chan!  Stop doing that to her!" cried Sasami,

without visible effect on the newcomer's actions.



"What do you mean, everyone else?" Tenchi asked Yume worriedly.



"Just a premonition," replied Yume.



"TENCHI, I WISH TO SPEAK WITH YOU AGAIN," came a not-quite-voice

from all directions and none.



Tenchi accordingly folded over on himself, imploded, and vanished.



"Tenchi!"  "Tenchi-sama!"  "Tenchi-niichan!" came a chorus of

worried voices.



Washuu, sweating, pretended to analyze this event.  Unfortunately

for her...



"I'VE GOT IT!" Yume announced.  "Prince Tenchi has been taken

by a higher-dimensional lifeform!  And I've narrowed his

destination to just a few possible places!  Quick, everyone!

We'll give chase!"



"Uh-oh," Washuu muttered, alarmed.



Aeka, Ryouko, Sasami, and Mihoshi quickly placed themselves close

to Yume.  Kiyone, with a grimace, patted her abdomen and stepped

away.  Sasami saw Misao walk in the door and gestured to her to

join the rescue party.



"I think you're all being a bit hasty here..." Washuu got out

before the whole group vanished.



"Oh, excrement."



- - - - - - - - - -

Outside, the young-looking Youshou vainly tried to escape the

attentions of the remaining young ladies.  Hikaru, Fuu, and Umi

jumped into the lake and helped remove green goop-covered

clothing.



>From the shore, Asuka and Rei looked on.  "Prince Youshou looks

like a REAL man," Asuka sighed.  "Not one of these boring boys.

What do you think, Wonder Girl?"



"If I am ordered to marry him, I will do it."  After a pause, Rei

gave a tentative smile.  "I hope I am."



- - - - - - - - - -

"Don't stray from me, any of you; my force-field is the only thing

keeping you alive in this place."



In another dimension, Yume and the girls looked around.  Up and

down seemed somewhat arbitrary here.  They strained to focus their

eyes on a nearby four-dimensional castle sitting atop a peak.

Aeka and Ryouko glanced at each other; each seemed superficial

somehow:  three-dimensional surfaces in a four-dimensional space.



Yume looked at the device in her hand.  "Nope, wrong place.  Well,

we'll just go on..."



"Hold, intruders!" cried a young male voice.



A purple-haired young woman, a younger but obviously related male,

and a still younger girl appeared from nowhere, hovering before

the Tenchi Rescue Squad, all obviously natives of this place from

their very solidity.



"I am Ramia.  I rule this place.  By what right do you intrude,

Tsunami?"  The newcomer pointed at Sasami imperiously.



Yume, Aeka, Ryouko, Mihoshi, and Misao glanced at Sasami, then all

except Yume did a double-take.  Unlike the others, Sasami's

earthly self now appeared as but one surface of a four-dimensional

entity.  Misao squealed in fright, drawing the attention of the

native young man.



"Sasami!  Are you all right?  From one side you look like a tree,

from another as Tsunami..." Aeka drawled to a halt.



The Tsunami surface responded.  While its lips moved, the

lips on the Sasami and Pretty Sammy surfaces didn't move at all.

"Aeka-hime, you need not worry about your little sister.  She is

less likely to come to harm in this place than are you."



Turning to Ramia, Tsunami continued, "Ramia, it is not by my own

will that I intrude, and I will not infringe your prerogatives

while I am here."



"You had better not!  In case you've forgotten, your Office and

mine are rival agencies."  Ramia rubbed her hands together in

glee.  "And you are already in violation of Regulation

IV-42-GSXY-39 subparagraph A.  Accordingly, I am now permitted to

assign my brother and sister to intrude on the affairs of you and

your sisters' Office.  Rumia, Alielle:  follow them!"



Rumia, with an eye on Misao, nodded approval.  Alielle, glancing

back and forth between Aeka, Ryouko, and Mihoshi, squealed in joy.



- - - - - - - - - -

Back on earth, Washuu sat down, hard, and groaned.  "Oh, double-

damn.  Fecal matter.  Reproductive activities.  Tokimi isn't

going to like this..."



- - - - - - - - - -

Yume and her tag-alongs blinked out of one place and reappeared

in another.  Again, most of them appeared as mere surfaces, and

had even more trouble interpreting what they saw.  They appeared

to be in a long hallway, facing Tokimi and an inadequately-clothed

Tenchi.



"...when I get my hands on you..." they were just in time to

hear Tokimi say, looking over her shoulder.



Aeka and Ryouko focused on the sight of Tenchi, manifesting three

Light-Hawk Wings.  Turning back to Tenchi, Tokimi examined them

carefully.



"Hey, what are you all doing down there so small?" Sasami's voice

echoed through the vast, indefinitely-bounded hall.



"Interesting," Yume noted.



Mihoshi started, smiled, and clapped in delight.  "Sasami!  How

did you get so big?  And why are you standing behind Kotimi...

Motiki... whatever her name is?"



Aeka and Ryouko glanced around quickly.  Sure enough, while

Mihoshi, Yume, and Misao (not to mention Ramia and Alielle) were

still with them, Sasami was present only at the other end of the

hallway, behind Tokimi, animating one of a pair of still

outlines.



"Do you mind, pipsqueak?" snarled Ryouko, removing one of

Alielle's hands from her person.



"Oh, not at all," replied Alielle with a sultry smile.



Yume smirked.  "Well, well, well... looks like another of Washuu's

secrets falls to my genius..."



Aeka and Ryouko glanced at her, then back at Tokimi, then the two

simultaneously gasped as they recognized one of the other outlines

behind Tokimi.



"And isn't THIS a little on the phallic side?" asked Yume

rhetorically, gesturing at a nearby statue of Tenchi manifesting

five Light-Hawk Wings.  Upon closer inspection, Aeka and Ryouko

noticed that three of the Wings thrust boldly upwards, while the

other two, sticking out more to the sides, formed more of a

underpinning.



Yume continued to smirk.  "And now I wonder now just HOW higher-

dimensional immortal female entities ever manage to become

pregnant?"



Tenchi turned towards the group, sudden alarm in his eyes.



Tokimi tapped one foot and turned, glaring, to face the outline of 

Washuu.



...which suddenly animated itself, turned to the group, smiled

sheepishly, and shrugged.  "Okay, okay, so now you know.  Sue me."



Tokimi turned back to Tenchi and gave her verdict.  "Thank you

for attending me, my husband-to-be.  You are developing nicely."



- - - - - - - - - -

Later, back on Earth, Ramia gingerly approached the shy Misao and

tried to start up a conversation, digging one of his toes into the

ground.  Misao stood, holding her hands together in front of

herself and looking at Ramia's face.



Alielle scampered back and forth from Mihoshi to Aeka to Ryouko

to Kiyone.



Sasami chased after Yume's daughter Ed, trying to get her to

stop flying Ryou-oh-ki in circles.  Ryou-oh-ki herself continued

to 'myeow' in alarm.



"Well, Tenchi," said Kiyone, approaching him and taking one arm,

"JNN says you're officially down to nine fiancees now:  the six

of us, plus Tokimi, Yuzuha, and the pipsqueak.  Everybody else

either fled or attached themselves to Youshou."



"About time Grandpa had to deal with some of this," Tenchi

replied.



"I agree," added Aeka.  "Brother Youshou should carry his share

of the burden."



Ryouko leaned one elbow on Aeka's shoulder and smirked.  "And, of

course, the reduction in competition for Tenchi is merely

incidental."



"OOOHH!" Alielle squealed again.  "You two are like that, are

you?"



Aeka and Ryouko immediately backed away from each other,

red-faced and waving, and spluttered indignant denials.



"I'm sure going to like it here!"  Alielle announced cheerily,

then turned to Tenchi and impishly added, "So consider it ten!"



THE END (for now).





This and other fanfics (including parts 1-7) stored at:

    http://www.geocities.com/Tokyo/Dojo/5058



Hikaru, Fuu, and Umi were created by CLAMP;

Rei and Asuka are owned by Gainax;

Teruzi (Telzey Amberdon) created by James H. Schmitz;

Menori (Menolly) created by Anne McCaffrey.

Yume is a rival of Washuu's from the "No Need for Tenchi" manga;

her daughter, Radical Edward, is from "Cowboy Bebop" (which

I _highly_ recommend, for those who don't know it).

Ramia and Rumia are from Pretty Sammy;

Alielle from El Hazard.





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