A Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction. A Passion Satisfying, Ground Shaking, Glass Breaking. . . By Peter Suzuki. The series "Tenchi Muyo" is owned by Pioneer LDC, AIC, and its contributors. All rights reserved. WARNING: Mild LEMON! Nothing TOO graphic, but younger (or immature) readers should not be reading this. In fact, I don’t know why I’m even explaining to you, ANYTHING after the word "Lemon" because if you didn’t want to read something ‘sexually explicit’ then you would have hit the "Go-back" button by now, right? Anyway, on with the show. ####################################################################### EARTH: 4:00a.m. Yosho was up early this morning. He did not even really know why, other then out of habit. And now he could not even get to see the sun rise because of the overcast. It looked like yet another gloomy, autumn morning. He let out a bored sigh, and continued to drink the tea that he made. No sense in letting it go to waste. Then he heard it, or rather FELT it. A slight tremor shook the shrine. Even the birds stopped chirping. An earthquake? No, it could not be so. In all the seven hundred years of its existence, the Masaki shrine was never effected by earthquakes. Besides, this felt as if it was caused by something close by. Something that shook the very earth that the shrine sat upon. As Yosho got up to investigate, the shaking started again, and did not stop. This could not possibly be an earthquake. It was more of a slight vibrating, rather than a quake. Yosho slowly made his way to where the shaking felt strongest. For the first time in a long, LONG time, Yosho was genuinely shocked. The trees were causing the shaking, or more specifically; the Funaho tree, the Ryu-oh tree, and the trees born from the Funaho tree’s seeds were causing the shaking. Yosho did not move, even as a sapling that had been placed in a pot, gently vibrated across the ground like one of those tabletop football games. "Washu." Yosho mumbled. "If she’s not the cause of this, then she must at least have some kind of explanation for this." Yosho then ran as fast as he could, toward the Masaki house. His expression was somewhat reminiscent of how a little child would look, after hearing a big dog bark at him. Yosho came to a screeching halt at the door of the Masaki home. He briefly turned his head toward the front gate, as he heard a slight humming coming from that direction. He had a very bad feeling of what he would see. Azaka and Kamidake hovered in mid air, spinning like tops, and shaking like maracas. The mail man walked by, muttered something about ‘it getting weirder every day’, and managed to stuff some envelopes into Azaka on one of the revolutions, before continuing on his way. A large sweat-drop formed on Yosho’s head. Yosho then heard one of the girls scream from the bedroom window. Without another thought, Yosho rushed into the house. If Yosho would have stayed a minute longer he would have heard Kamidake moan, "S-S-S-o-o-o-G-G-G-o-o-o-o-o-o-d-d-d-!" In every sense, Washu was not having a good day. First, last night’s experiment ended in disaster with only herself to blame, then she was woken up by Ayeka, at this unruly hour, about something happening to Sasami, and when she got to the bedroom she saw THIS. Sasami lay on the floor, flopping like a fish on dry land, moaning like a banshee. . . and seeming to be enjoying every minute of it. "Ahh! AAAH! Oooh! Mmmm-YES!!" "And when did you find out about this?" Washu asked Ayeka. "Well, I got up to get a glass of water. Sasami then told me that she felt slightly cold. When I got back with a blanket, I found her like this." Responded Ayeka. "Did you check her for symptoms of sickness?" Washu asked, as she materialized her computer. Ayeka looked a little bit distraught about it. "Well. . . I DID try to check her for a fever, b-but when I placed my hand on her forehead she. . . she. . ." Ayeka seemed reluctant, and slightly scared to mention what happened next. Just then Ryoko phased in through the wall, and Ryo-oh-ki toddled in from the hallway. Ryoko said, "Hey, why are the windows shaking like. . ." Ryoko then noticed Sasami jerking around on the floor. "What the? Washu! Did you do something to Sasami!?!" Ryoko said in her most menacing tone. "No! Now get out of the way, I’m trying to find out what’s wrong." Washu snapped. Tenchi, from his bedroom, Nobuyuki, from the library, and Mihoshi, from wherever she passed out last, entered into the bedroom. They each saw Sasami, and said, "Washu!! Did you do something to Sasami!?!?!" "WHY IN HELL DO YOU ALL THINK THAT I’M THE ONE WHO’S CAUSING SASAMI TO BE LIKE THIS!?!?!?!" screamed Washu. "I’M TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT’S WRONG, DAMNIT!!!" Ryo-oh-ki approached Sasami, and gently nuzzled the arm of her best friend. Suddenly, Ryo-oh-ki found herself in the bone crushing embrace of the blue hared princess. Sasami rubbed the cabbit all over the front of her body. "S-so warm, fuzzy! AH! Feels so good! Ooooh!" Sasami seemed to really enjoy the feeling of the small furry body on her own. Ryoko went over to free her cabbit from Sasami’s remarkably strong grip. When the former pirate pulled Sasami’s arms away, Ryo-oh-ki rolled off of the princess, and passed out a few feet away. Suddenly, Sasami quickly embraced Ryoko, kissed the shocked young woman fully on the lips, and began to hump her body. Ryoko let out a muffled scream of surprise as she was embraced in a hug that was strong enough to push all of the air out of her lungs. Sasami continued to moan softly into her kiss, and every so often let out a cry of pleasure on the upbeat of her humping. "Ayeka, would this be similar to what happened to you, when you tried to check Sasami’s temperature?" asked Washu. Ayeka, ghostly pale as she watched the scene unfold, simply nodded "Uh-huh." Yosho then marched in from the hallway. "Miss Washu, the trees from Jurai are shaking, I think Azaka and Kamidake are trying to do ‘The Macarena’ again, and. . ." Yosho noticed Ryoko & Sasami, and regained some of his usual composure. "Miss Ryoko, could you two at least wait until Sasami is older?" "mrrrph! Himmph! Grrmn-himph!" Ryoko’s muffled screaming held more panic, than actual anger. "Trust me Yosho, it wasn’t Ryoko’s idea." Said Washu as she turned back toward her computer. "Oxygen intake, increased by fifty percent. Blood pressure, increased by twenty percent. Hormone balance. . .up one hundred and twenty percent!?! How can that possibly be?" "Miss Washu!" Mihoshi interrupted. "I think Ryoko’s having trouble breathing!" "What are you talking about?" said Washu. "Ryoko was made to withstand environments with zero oxygen. . ." Washu noticed that Ryoko was indeed turning blue. "Oh. . . Help me separate them." Tenchi, Mihoshi, and Washu managed to pull Sasami’s arms from around Ryoko. The cyan-hared one then jumped back away from Sasami, and started gasping for air. "I *PANT* really *GASP* wish *WHEEZE* she *GASP* didn’t *PANT* slip *HUFF* me *GASP* the *WHEEZE* tongue!" Ryoko managed to say, as she got air back into her body. Ryoko’s three saviors stepped back before Sasami could get a hold of them too. The blue-hared girl let out a slight disappointed moan at the loss of sensation, but quickly resumed her previous actions. Mihoshi then realized something. "You know, Kiyone used to do something similar to this all of the time. Only she usually had her hands between her legs when she was doing it. But if you come within arms reach of her during that time, she’ll grab you and-" Mihoshi did not notice the shocked stares coming from everybody else. . . Except of course for Sasami, who was gyrating her hips, and Ryo-oh-ki, who was still passed out on the floor. Washu decided to check the hunch that what was happening WAS similar to what Mihoshi was referring to. Needless to say, it solved one mystery only to lead to another. "This can’t be right." Muttered Washu. "There’s no outside stimulus, no internal stimulus. This shouldn’t be happening on its own, especially at this level of magnitude." "What’s wrong, Miss Washu?" asked Tenchi. "Don’t call me ‘Miss’, and according to my readings, Sasami is about to experience pubicloital, fricative sensation, sensory overload." "Huh?" remarked six voices, eerily in unison. "She’s going to have an orgasm." Washu explained. "Oh, that’s all." Said the six, sounding relieved. Then they realized what Washu said. "SHE’S WHAT!?!?!" Even Ryo-oh-ki woke up at that realization. Washu decided to continue. "And according to the psychological readings, she’s reacting to all outside stimuli as if it was causing the sensation." Nobuyuki was the only one who understood that. "So whoever she’s hugging, she imagines that THEY are having sex with her?" "That’s correct." Said Washu. Nobuyuki quickly left the room, and then returned with the camera. "Uh, what are you planning to-" "Tenchi!" exclaimed Nobuyuki. "Go over there and hug Sasami." "OVER YOUR DEAD BODY!!!" shouted four girls, and one boy. "Miya! Miya! Miya!" chirped Ryo-oh-ki. "No, you may NOT go over there and let Sasami hug you again." Snapped Ryoko. Ayeka then realized something. "Miss Washu, if Sasami reacts that way to any stimulus, then when she hugged. . ." both Ayeka and Ryoko reached for the wet spots on their clothing. The warm, sticky, wet spots right were Sasami had been rubbing that special spot between her legs, on them. "Yes, Ayeka. When Sasami had you in her hug, she was imagining that you were copulating with her." Both Ayeka and Ryoko turned white as pale as ghosts. Ayeka quickly made her way toward the bathroom, and threw up. Ryoko looked very depressed. "S-Sasami thought that she and I. . . Oh, I feel so violated!!!" cried Ryoko. Ayeka walked back into the room and muttered, "If mother ever found out about this, she would laugh until she lost bladder control." Ryoko cried on Tenchi’s shoulder. "Oh, Tenchi! I’m sorry. That’s probably how it’s like for you, too, isn’t it? I’ll never try to seduce you again, unless you want us to make love, I promise!" said Ryoko. "Miss Ryoko!" Ayeka snapped. "You know perfectly well that Lord-Tenchi has never made love to anybody, especially to a woman like YOU!!!" Ryoko glared at Ayeka. "Oh, get your mind out of the gutter, will ya! I mean WHEN he wants to make love." She lovingly gazed into Tenchi’s eyes. "Right, Tenchi?" "Ryoko, will you please not grab my rear-end like that." commented Tenchi. Ryoko looked perfectly innocent as she said, "Okay, Tenchi. How do you want me to grab it?" Ayeka slapped Ryoko’s hand off of Tenchi. "OW! Hey!" "Miss Ryoko! Lord-Tenchi did not mean what he said in THAT way, and you know it!" Ayeka then lovingly gazed into Tenchi’s eyes. "That monster woman did not molest you too badly, did she Lord-Tenchi?" "Don’t worry Miss Ayeka. I’m fine." Tenchi then frowned slightly. "I’d feel even better if you would now get YOUR hand off of my rear-end." Ayeka managed to pull her hand away before Ryoko could slap it. Mihoshi scratched her head. "Miss Washu, shouldn’t we move Sasami to your lab, or something? I mean there has to be something that you can do." Washu shook her head. "For the last time, it’s LITTLE-Washu, not ‘Miss’ Washu, and it would not be a good to move her at this time." "Why?" questioned Ryoko. "It’s not like she’s going to explode." "In a way, she IS." Replied Washu. Then they all realized something. "Ohh! Ahh! OOOOOHHhhh!! EEEahh!! AAAh!! OOOoooh!!! OOOOOAAA!!!" Sasami’s moaning was getting louder. "What’s going on!?!" Tenchi yelled over the noise. "She’s reaching climax!" replied Washu. "Whatdowedo!?!? Whatdowedo!?!?! Whatdowedo!?!?!?!" Mihoshi panicked. "Pray I don’t run out of video tape!!" said Nobuyuki. "Mr. Masaki, I would greatly appreciate it if you would NOT record the embarrassment of my little sister reaching the ‘Clouds and Rain’, thank you very much!!!" Ayeka shouted at Nobuyuki. Ryoko arched an eyebrow in confusion. " ‘Clouds and Rain’? What the heck is that?" Everyone else stared, shocked at what Ryoko just said. "You. . . Really don’t know, do you?" stated Ayeka. Ryoko did not get a chance to respond. Washu realized that if Sasami’s voice kept getting louder at its rate, well. . . "EVERYONE, GET DOWN!!!" Washu shouted. Everyone else started making ‘Rap Music’ noises. "I MEAN, DUCK!!!" Washu shouted. This time everybody understood, and listened to Washu’s orders. . . Well, almost everyone. Ryoko and Ayeka flapped their arms and called out, "Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack!!" Upon Washu’s angry glare, the princess and the pirate stopped fooling around. "AH!!! OH!!! OOOOOHH!! YES!!!! AAAAAAAH!!!" At that point, Sasami finally climaxed. Her INTENSE screams rocked the very earth itself. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!! YES!!!!!!! YES!!! YES!!! YES!!!!!!! AAH!!! AAH!!! OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!" ####################################################################### JURAI: About the same time. It was a very bad day in the Jurian royal palace. Almost all of the soldiers, servants, and officials were in a panic. Almost all. "Hey, Karu." Said an old, retired Jurian night, who sat in an old rocking chair. "Yeah, Taro?" responded another retired Jurian night, in a similar rocking chair. "Ain’t never been a panic like this one in a long time, has there?" said Taro. "Well I don’t know, Taro. The royal trees shaking like they are don’t seem so terrifying ta me." said Karu. "Oh, yeah? Well, name one time that there was this much panic in the troops." Said Taro. "Well. . . There was dat time when the Emperor found Misaki and Funaho, in bed together." Replied Karu. "Yeah, I guess ya got me there. Nutting was like that day!" said Taro. Both old men shared a very good laugh. Yes, the Jurian empire was in an uproar because all over the galaxy, all of the Jurian royal trees, weather guardian, ship, or just plain tree were seeming to shake enough to rattle the universe itself. The ships were bouncing around the docking bays, Jurian officials were getting motion sick in their space vessels, the guardians were actually succeeding in keeping intruders away from the palace. . . including everyone else for that matter. It was like all of the trees had gone bonkers, at once. Queen Misaki woke up to the feeling of the palace shaking. Still half asleep, she decided to do something about it. She kicked her sleeping husband, Emperor Azusa, out of bed, and told him to do something about the shaking. Grumbling and groggy, the emperor picked up one of the alarm clocks in the bedroom as he plodded out the door. He continued down the hallway, to the main hall, past the throne room, through the mob of panicking soldiers and servants, by two retired Jurian nights, "Good morning, Taro." Said Azusa, in monotone. "Good day, my lord. Lovely day for a stroll." replied Taro. "Good morning, Karu." Said Azusa, in monotone. "You are aware that you’re still in your pajamas, right?" replied Karu. around the corner, through the arches, following the yellow brick road, up the hill, down the hill, up the hill, down the hill, around the McDonald’s, over hill and over dale, past the Denny’s, nothing but net. . . oops, wrong bit. . . through the double doorways, past that weird guy they found on Earth, "Good morning, Elvis." Said Azusa, in monotone. "Lemmie outta here, man!!!" Screamed the overweight, greasy-hared musician. past a couple of jerks who were caught in the palace gardens lighting their farts, "Good morning, Beavis. Good morning, Butthead." Said Azusa in-ah you know how he says it!! "Huh-huh, he said ‘butt’." Chuckled the brown-hared one. "Heh-heh, Fire! Fire!" said the blond-hared one. through another pair of double doors, past the Clocman Diamond, and finally to the place that housed the garden for the royal trees of Jurai, and where a great amount of the shaking was coming from. When Azusa opened the doors, he saw ALL of the trees shaking like crazy. In the distance, he could swear that he heard a woman’s voice. The emperor shouted, "HEY!!! WHOEVER IS DOING THIS!!! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT TIME IT IS!?!?! IT’S. . ." Azusa noted that the clock he took required a power outlet, not that it mattered since its cord was ripped out. "WELL, NEVER MIND EXACTLY WHAT TIME IT IS!!! IT’S STILL EARLY IN THE MORNING, AND ROYALTY NEEDS TO SLEEP YOU KNOW!!! SO STOP IT RIGHT NOW, YOU HEAR ME!!!" The royal trees stopped their shaking momentarily, to make way for what was to come next. A massive wave of orgasmic pleasure ripped through the melee, causing the trees to shake even more violently then before. Azusa was knocked over as the force nearly shook the entire dome off its foundation. Then, although it had nothing to do with the emperor’s threat (like that would stop him from taking credit for it), the shaking stopped. Azusa congratulated himself on a job well done, and left. Meanwhile, at the center of the garden for the royal trees, Tsunami sat in front of her tree. Her hair was a mess, her robes were undone, there was a puddle of something forming between her legs, clear goo covered her left hand and trailed down her arm, but she looked VERY content with herself. "That was FUN!!" cheerfully thought Tsunami. "I can’t believe I never thought about doing this before." She then licked her cum off of her hand, and reentered her tree. ####################################################################### BACK ON EARTH. Fragments of broken glass lay on the floor, from all of the shattered windows. Nobuyuki’s camera lens was cracked, as was his glasses. Mihoshi still was crouched down, covering her ears and face. Yosho was just wearing a mangled piece of metal on his face, for that was all that was left of his spectacles. Washu’s computer had a large fissure going down the monitor. Ryo-oh-ki uncurled her ears, Ryoko and Ayeka tried to stop the ringing in their heads, and Tenchi checked to see if he still had the ability to hear. And where was Sasami? The second princess of Jurai lay in the center of the room. Both of her pigtails had come out of their buns she tied them in before she went to sleep. Her pajamas were stained near the bottom, with a warm, sticky, fluid that could only be her dew of passion. And aside from being very worn out, she looked very, VERY happy with the whole situation. Tenchi was the first one to speak. "Washu, do you think it’s over?" "Yes it is, Tenchi." replied Washu. "Whatever it was, it has now run its course, and is finally over." Sasami then sat up, and wiped some of the sleep from her eyes. With a cute smile she stated, "Whatever it was, I hope that it happens again! ^_^" And to all, a good face-fault. THE END. AUTHOR’S COMMENTS: I’VE POURED GASOLINE ALL OVER MY BODY, SO DON’T FLAME ME!!! O_O Now that I got that out of the way, I wish to defend my Fan Fic. Weather you like it or not. Wow, my first lemon. . . And it’s (kind of) funny. I don’t know when I decided to make this a lemon. It just CAME to me all of a sudden. >_< Yes, I know that this is a Sasami lemon, and that everyone says that they all should be burned in some great funeral pyre, with their writers. Hey, I hated "In The Carrot Patch" (sorry, don’t know the writer’s name. But it is rumored that some other Fan Fic writers us his name as an alternative to cursing now) as much as the next guy, but I tried something different (I hope) from the usual ‘Sasami-Lemon-Fic’. If you paid attention, you would have realized that I didn’t make this the usual "Oh my god!! That was sick AND perverted!!!" lemon Fan Fic. I tried to make this one kind of cute. ^_^ . . . . . . I should be worried, shouldn’t I. -_-; Well, if you still hate it so much then do a MST on it. I certainly won’t stop you. In fact you could do the same for ALL of my Fan Fiction stories, and I won’t stop you. Go ahead, make my day! Just remember, I can also do an MST of a MST. BWA-HA-HA-HA-HA!!!!!!! Oh, by the way. I’ve finally found an answer for why there are so many Sasami lemons, but no Nobuyuki lemons. Sasami is the cutest ‘humanoid’ character in the series, and gains some sexual attention from some respectable Fan Fic writers (You know who you are.), and MOST non-respectable Fan Fic writers (Same thing. You know who you are.). Weather you like it or not, Sasami is cute, sweet, and more desirable then MOST people would like to admit. Nobuyuki is another story entirely. Being a pervert is not the problem, if perversion was a problem then there would be no lemon Fan Fic, right? The problem is that Nobuyuki looks, and acts like a Japanese version of ‘Homer Simpsion’. And if you get the English dubbed versions of the Tenchi Muyo series he even SOUNDS like him. Also here’s something to consider; Who in their right mind would want to see Nobuyuki having sex? Just a thought. Oh well, until next time. Adidas! Peter Suzuki.