Three Weddings and a Courtship
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+S to Z › Tenchi Muyo
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
3,984
Reviews:
15
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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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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Disclaimer: i do not own Tenchi, nore any of it\'s characters. however, the plot for this story, and all guys (other then Tenchi himself) are mine...along with Asta.
sorry for the delay on getting this chapter out. i had lost the paper that told me what the guys looked like -.-\'\' but i eventually gave up and recreated them! and then...i found the origional paper...yeah, god hates me, lol.
anway, i hope you enjoy this chapter -- and if you find something you don\'t think fits, please let me know so i can fix it -- thanks!
Chapter Two
All four women sat in a line…of course; Ryoko and Castalia were seated a little farther away from Princess Ayeka and young Sasami. Something about them being a bad influence on such Sasami’s young, impressionable mind.
All four men stood in front of the women…in the order of their height and age, much to the two barbarian women’s amusement. Before the tallest, and eldest started talking, Asta and Ryo exchanged a knowing glance before the same smirk appeared on their faces. It took all the will power they possessed not to burst out laughing then and there. It was like grade school all over again.
The angry light blue eyed, midnight haired man stepped forward and cleared his throat. “I am Prince Bryn, the eldest and heir to the thrown at the age of 27.” And with that, he stepped back into the line.
The next man to step forward had hip long black hair and matching black eyes. He smirked and placed his hands behind his back. “Hello ladies. You may call me Drake – no need for that prince junk. I have hopes that we will all become very well acquainted. I am age 25, and should any of you have a fear of the dark, my door is always open…”
As he went back into the line, Bryn slapped him on the back of the head. The short brown haired man stepped forward next. His chocolate colored eyes radiated kindness and, in Castalia’s opinion, gullibility…
“Hi, I am Tenchi, age 23. Please forgive my elder brothers, they are not used to entertaining such beautiful women out side of the courts -” he stopped and waited until said brothers stopped making chocking sounds. “And should you need anything, please feel free to ask my assistance…”
“I pick him!” Castalia and Ryoko shouted at once, pointing at Tenchi. Turning to the other, they glared, blazing blue to smoldering gold. They stood and faced each other as one.
“Why him?”
“Because I said so!”
“And who said you get to chose?”
They glared harder, angry that the other seemed to be reading their mind. They both opened their mouths to talk at the same time again, and then both raised their hands as if to silence the other. Biting the inside of her cheek, Asta inclined her head slightly as a sign for Ryoko to go on. After all, even on there plaint the young were instructed to respect their elders.
“I want him because he’s the best out of all of the others.”
“Why the hell did you think I wanted him?” Castalia asked. Then, pointing to the Bryn and Drake she frowned once again. “That one acts like a fifty year old – and has the temper of a five year old. And the other one is a pervert! Which, from what I’ve heard, should suit you fine.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean!”
“I think you know what it’s supposed to mean!”
Forming a gold energy blade in her hand, Ryoko took a step closer to her. “You want to fight little girl?”
A smirk formed on her lips as she formed a blade of her own, the deep blue of it matching her eyes. “Only if you think you can keep up grandma…”
The blades despaired and they laughed, hugging each other. “You got spunk kid. I’ll play you for him – standard rock-paper-seizer rules.”
The laughter coming from the side of them stopped their arrangement. Tenchi’s face was bright red as his two elder brothers laughed themselves to the floor. The eldest sobered up the fastest, a cynical little smile spreading across his lips. “What gave you the idea that you were even aloud to choose your groom?”
“You trying to tell us something love? Because if you’re trying to tell me that we don’t even get to pick the guy we are going to be forced to spend -” Before Castalia could finish her threat; she felt a tug at her sleeve. Looking to her left, she saw the cutest boy she had ever laid eyes on. He had silver hair, much like Ryoko’s, and sky blue eyes.
“Am I aloud to introduce myself now?”
“Oh…sorry lovely, sure ya are. Ryo, sit down and let the little un have a turn.” And with that, the two out of control barbarians were…quiet. And in a non condescending way for once…
The boy smiled at them and stepped back into line. “I am Prince Dylan, age 15. and as Tenchi told you, please excuses our older brothers.” Tilting his head to the side, he smiled sweetly at Sasami. “Want to come on a walk with me wail the ‘adults’ pretend to discuses important things?”
“Can I Ayaka? Please!”
“Well, I suppose –“
“Thanks! You’re the best sister ever!”
And with that, the two young teens ran off.
“Now what are we supposed to do?” Ryoko asked; sarcasm and boredom coloring her words.
“Now, we go to see Washu.”
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“Look Mrs. Washu –“
“Oh I’ve always hated that Mrs. Stuff! Please, call me little Washu…”
Castalia blinked twice, unsure of how to react to the strange woman’s request. Frowning slightly, she nodded her head in agreement…similar to the node she would have given someone who was insane. “Ookay…little…Washu. As I was saying –“
The short pink haired woman giggled and patted Asta on the head just before locking her into the chair. “There is nothing to worry about. I just need a sample of you’re DNA to see who you are better suited to be with.”
“…DNA examination doesn’t tell you who you’d be better suited to be with!” Castalia bellowed, fighting with the bonds that were keeping her seated.
“Well, I thought telling you that would get a better response from you then telling you that I was going to measure your brain waves to see which of the princes’ were compatible…”
“Eh!”
And that’s when that small, insane woman laughed like the mad scientist she was, and turned on the machine…
sorry for the delay on getting this chapter out. i had lost the paper that told me what the guys looked like -.-\'\' but i eventually gave up and recreated them! and then...i found the origional paper...yeah, god hates me, lol.
anway, i hope you enjoy this chapter -- and if you find something you don\'t think fits, please let me know so i can fix it -- thanks!
Chapter Two
All four women sat in a line…of course; Ryoko and Castalia were seated a little farther away from Princess Ayeka and young Sasami. Something about them being a bad influence on such Sasami’s young, impressionable mind.
All four men stood in front of the women…in the order of their height and age, much to the two barbarian women’s amusement. Before the tallest, and eldest started talking, Asta and Ryo exchanged a knowing glance before the same smirk appeared on their faces. It took all the will power they possessed not to burst out laughing then and there. It was like grade school all over again.
The angry light blue eyed, midnight haired man stepped forward and cleared his throat. “I am Prince Bryn, the eldest and heir to the thrown at the age of 27.” And with that, he stepped back into the line.
The next man to step forward had hip long black hair and matching black eyes. He smirked and placed his hands behind his back. “Hello ladies. You may call me Drake – no need for that prince junk. I have hopes that we will all become very well acquainted. I am age 25, and should any of you have a fear of the dark, my door is always open…”
As he went back into the line, Bryn slapped him on the back of the head. The short brown haired man stepped forward next. His chocolate colored eyes radiated kindness and, in Castalia’s opinion, gullibility…
“Hi, I am Tenchi, age 23. Please forgive my elder brothers, they are not used to entertaining such beautiful women out side of the courts -” he stopped and waited until said brothers stopped making chocking sounds. “And should you need anything, please feel free to ask my assistance…”
“I pick him!” Castalia and Ryoko shouted at once, pointing at Tenchi. Turning to the other, they glared, blazing blue to smoldering gold. They stood and faced each other as one.
“Why him?”
“Because I said so!”
“And who said you get to chose?”
They glared harder, angry that the other seemed to be reading their mind. They both opened their mouths to talk at the same time again, and then both raised their hands as if to silence the other. Biting the inside of her cheek, Asta inclined her head slightly as a sign for Ryoko to go on. After all, even on there plaint the young were instructed to respect their elders.
“I want him because he’s the best out of all of the others.”
“Why the hell did you think I wanted him?” Castalia asked. Then, pointing to the Bryn and Drake she frowned once again. “That one acts like a fifty year old – and has the temper of a five year old. And the other one is a pervert! Which, from what I’ve heard, should suit you fine.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean!”
“I think you know what it’s supposed to mean!”
Forming a gold energy blade in her hand, Ryoko took a step closer to her. “You want to fight little girl?”
A smirk formed on her lips as she formed a blade of her own, the deep blue of it matching her eyes. “Only if you think you can keep up grandma…”
The blades despaired and they laughed, hugging each other. “You got spunk kid. I’ll play you for him – standard rock-paper-seizer rules.”
The laughter coming from the side of them stopped their arrangement. Tenchi’s face was bright red as his two elder brothers laughed themselves to the floor. The eldest sobered up the fastest, a cynical little smile spreading across his lips. “What gave you the idea that you were even aloud to choose your groom?”
“You trying to tell us something love? Because if you’re trying to tell me that we don’t even get to pick the guy we are going to be forced to spend -” Before Castalia could finish her threat; she felt a tug at her sleeve. Looking to her left, she saw the cutest boy she had ever laid eyes on. He had silver hair, much like Ryoko’s, and sky blue eyes.
“Am I aloud to introduce myself now?”
“Oh…sorry lovely, sure ya are. Ryo, sit down and let the little un have a turn.” And with that, the two out of control barbarians were…quiet. And in a non condescending way for once…
The boy smiled at them and stepped back into line. “I am Prince Dylan, age 15. and as Tenchi told you, please excuses our older brothers.” Tilting his head to the side, he smiled sweetly at Sasami. “Want to come on a walk with me wail the ‘adults’ pretend to discuses important things?”
“Can I Ayaka? Please!”
“Well, I suppose –“
“Thanks! You’re the best sister ever!”
And with that, the two young teens ran off.
“Now what are we supposed to do?” Ryoko asked; sarcasm and boredom coloring her words.
“Now, we go to see Washu.”
000
0000
000
“Look Mrs. Washu –“
“Oh I’ve always hated that Mrs. Stuff! Please, call me little Washu…”
Castalia blinked twice, unsure of how to react to the strange woman’s request. Frowning slightly, she nodded her head in agreement…similar to the node she would have given someone who was insane. “Ookay…little…Washu. As I was saying –“
The short pink haired woman giggled and patted Asta on the head just before locking her into the chair. “There is nothing to worry about. I just need a sample of you’re DNA to see who you are better suited to be with.”
“…DNA examination doesn’t tell you who you’d be better suited to be with!” Castalia bellowed, fighting with the bonds that were keeping her seated.
“Well, I thought telling you that would get a better response from you then telling you that I was going to measure your brain waves to see which of the princes’ were compatible…”
“Eh!”
And that’s when that small, insane woman laughed like the mad scientist she was, and turned on the machine…