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Nightfall's Rain	By : Mike256bit Category: +S to Z > Tenchi Muyo Views: 15455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tenchi Muyo, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Her
soul was fed by the pain, strife and machinations of a madman, her life held
together only by the whims of her mother.
When Washu's efforts fail her, however, what consequences, exploration
and solutions will birth from Ryouko and her family trying to rise from the
shambles?

Nightfall's
Rain

Mike
Toth [mike.toth@gmail.com]

A
Tenchi Muyo! based fanfic.

ACHTUNG!
:

Note as
of 03.26.05: This is the absolute final revision. It's been YEARS since I finished on this piece,
and frankly, I can't keep looking at it. Any mistakes henceforth will be
recognized, but I won't change them. So don't say a damn thing. :D Also, I
might finish this fic's sequel this year. If I don't, I probably won't finish
it at all. I'm growing up, after all. :( But I'm not old enough for stupid
emoticons! As long as they no longer look like this: ^^ Ew. Get that away from
me. On with the old stuff!

New disclaimer:
I own one character. Pioneer owns Tenchi and the gang.

New warning:
[NC-17] EXTREME LEMON. Copious
amounts of hardcore sex. So much variety that there's too much to list. I don't
wanna ruin the story. Seriously. If you can't take it or if you're too young,
back off. Unless of course you were lead
here by accident, but I don't think either of us will buy that one.

Title
17 is in effect, so no intellectual property effect, young man!

A final
word (warning?):

The actions herein are controversial at times, but it's all there to tell a
story. You won't sound smart by telling me I suck just because you don't
morally agree with something. There are things in here that I absolutely cringe at. This isn't WAFF,
(though I do like the occasional feeling). Keep an open mind. If you made it
this far, then you're probably going to be okay. Have fun.

Here we
go.

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Nightfall's
Rain

Prologue

A splash hit the roof of the Masaki home,
stationed way out in the peacefully untouched reaches of Okayama.
The scattered stars shone down as Ryouko looked out towards the city of Kobe, lights blazing far, far out on
the horizon. They flickered in and out
like small candles set in the hills by God above. Her vision blurred again as
another tear streaked down her face in a soft, shimmering path. It fell off her cheek and spiraled down to
the roof, disintegrating as the clouds began to gather above.

Ryouko cried out again as her eyes spilled
over with a pellucid glow, bringing more salty tears to run down the silky,
satin like skin of her face. It was her determination that her skin was that of
satin; no one else seemed to want to verify.
More drops came down upon the roof, however, not from her apparent
agony. The girl looked wearily up to the
sky as the clouds merged, stealing away her starry nightlights as quickly as
the rain cascaded down, slowly but steadily developing into a downpour.

Ryouko absently wiped her tears away, not
making a difference as the rain began to sheet down upon her. Although impervious to weather and
temperature, there was always something that made her uneasy about rain.

The thunder rolled across the hills and a
crack of energy came slicing down. It
was the lightning; Ryouko couldn't stand the fiery crack of the sky's wrath.
Once more, she sobbed out a hated name, briefly asking why she did this to
herself before cursing and phasing through the roof, the third floor hallway
and into the spare room below. Once
there, she stuck out her tongue in a shiver of discomfort as her wet clothing
gripped to her, generously outlining her voluptuous figure. Feeling rather "icky", as she might
say, she disappeared from the confines of her garments and sighed as the cool
air of the room ran over her nude form. She tipped her head, hearing the damp
slosh of her soaked blue and yellow dress tumbling out of the air and to the
floor.

Almost forgetting her troubles, she
grinned at the thought of Tenchi bursting in unexpectedly. It was something she
playfully toyed with night by night, knowing well enough that it would never
happen. Tenchi was as predictable as the alphabet. Had it been done, it would
usually be to yell at her, or, in her delusional perception of his feelings for
her, to just be a little naughty.

"Oh Tenchi!" she said to herself
as she covered her chest and nether regions, "what are you doing
here? Have you been spying on me? Oh you naughty little boy!" Caught in a
mid sly grin, she relaxed to the sight of a still-closed door and a still-darkened
room. She reluctantly realized the
improbability of this as it was two in the morning. Not so much that it was an impossibility, but
countless nights of watching told her that her Tenchi was a sound sleeper.
Dropping her lanky arms to her sides, she stood slouching a tad as the
remaining moisture rose from her warming body.

The solution? Get wet again, of course.

"I can't even give myself a
break," she mumbled irritably as she grabbed a towel and a few bath
supplies. What she needed was to relax.

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Ryouko stepped into the bath, taking in
the startlingly vast interior of the interdimensional onsen, sighing a deep,
long and apathetic breath. In her sour
mood, her favorite pastime seemed much drearier than usual. She waded into the
beach-like shore of the water and stared up at the night sky through the
transparent dome above her. She
unwrapped her towel and flung it onto a nearby plant. Admiring her figure a moment longer, she lay
down in the water and stared up to the moon's residence once again.

The hampered clink of the rain on the dome
above filled the room as thin rays of the Night Watchman made their way through
the thick gray clouds and to a sublunary resting spot. Ryouko flinched as dimmed flashes of lightning
pulled over the clouds, brightening the sky above. Her eyelids began to grow heavy as the
hypnotic sounds of the water washed over the glass high above mixed with that
of the streams flowing far below. She finally
closed her eyes with a soft breath, jerking them open a moment when thunder
rolled over the hillsides. She frowned,
shuddering slightly. Without a yawn or a stretch, she began slipping away as
her muscles relaxed to putty. Her head
dropped to the left side as she fell away to sleep, the water washing up and
stopping just below her eye. She
mumbled, exhaling ripples across the stilling waters, the sounds of the active
night draining away.

"Kagato. . ."
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