Until We Meet Again By: Zylle Summary: A young Tenchi visits his grandparents and an old friend... A young boy laughed, running along ahead of his grandmother. “Come on, Grandma! We’re almost there!” He said, slowing and looking back at her. She smiled warmly at the child, keeping her pace steady as they went up the tall stairway. “I’m coming, Tenchi,” she said. They soon reached the top, and the elder woman panted quietly. She was beginning to feel her age. It wasn’t a pleasant thought. Tenchi sprinted up to the house ahead easily and turned, waiting for his grandmother once more. She chuckled at his enthusiasm and followed. A minute or two later, Tenchi pulled open the slide-door and looked in, curious. “I’m back, Katsuhito-chan,” his grandmother said as she walked in. Tenchi hesitated, then walked behind her. “Ah, welcome back,” a tall man with long, gray hair said, greeting them. Tenchi looked up at him, as though honored to be in his presence. Above all the rest in his family, Tenchi respected his grandfather the most. He was a stern man, but knew when to have some fun once in a while. Tenchi feared him when he was angry, and loved to be around him when he was not. He told many tales of warriors from long ago that fascinated the boy to no end. Tenchi gazed at his weathered face with reverence and awe. “Tenchi Masaki,” he said in all seriousness, his ruddy eyes setting on his grandson. “I haven’t seen you since...I can’t remember when.” Tenchi grinned. “You saw me last month, Grandpa!” He exclaimed, catching on to the joke. “Ah yes, I remember now,” his grandfather replied, a smile playing on his lips. He set his hand on the child’s head softly and kneeled down to his level. His serious, maroon eyes settled on his large, brown ones. “My, but haven’t you grown.” Tenchi’s smile broadened. His elder added, “if I don’t watch it, you’ll be as tall as me one day.” Tenchi gathered up his courage and asked, “can I go to the cave, Grandpa?” His grandmother smiled. She remembered that “invisible friend” Tenchi had made there. Every time he visited from the suburbs, he would go to that cave and tell his imaginary friend everything he had done while he was away, and play games with it. She, rather. Tenchi insisted it was a she. He had told her once that she had large, cat eyes and big, spiky hair, but he didn’t know her name. She couldn’t talk. Yes, Tenchi was a creative boy. She had decided to humor him. He would one day grow out of it anyway. His grandfather was surprised for a moment, but the smile soon returned to his face. He knew how much Tenchi loved that cave, was captivated by it and its legend. Initially it had worried him, lest Tenchi should get too close, but he knew Ryoko would not be able to hurt him. She was a corpse by now, he reasoned. “Of course, boy! Now go along and be quick about it!” Tenchi laughed again, turned, and took his grandmother’s hand. “Come on, Grandma!” She giggled, allowing him to lead her to the small cave circled by large stones. He released her and ran to the entrance, looking around. “Kitty! Kitty, I’m back!” That was the name he had given her, because of her eyes and because -- his grandmother paused to think. Oh yes. It was because “Kitty” liked to make a cat for Tenchi to play with. Tenchi would make a wonderful writer or artist with a brilliant mind like that, she thought. Suddenly Tenchi looked up, as though looking up at a figure hidden from the human eye. He hugged the air and started babbling about how school was going and how the students treated him. Ryoko mutely smiled and stroked his short black hair fondly. He had saved her, in a way. This child named Tenchi was her life now, the only reason she was still sane. Such an appropriate name for an angel... “Amagazaki isn’t very nice to me, but Daddy says he just wants to be friends so I play with him sometimes...” She longed to carry on more than just a one-sided conversation with him, but she knew she was incapable of doing so. She simply listened, glad that he had ever seen her in the first place. It was such a -- she caught herself thinking the very word -- blessing. The first real thing in her life she could be thankful for. He looked up into her golden eyes and paused for a moment, studying her. “What’s wrong, Kitty?” He asked. She looked at him and opened her mouth to speak, but the words wouldn’t come. No, couldn’t. She shook her head and smiled at him sadly, getting on her knees in front of him. She held his small arms in her hands for a heartbeat, looking into those beautiful, laughing eyes of his. Now they were filled with doubt. He wondered why she was looking at him like that. He didn’t understand. He couldn’t. She pulled him into an embrace gently, his head resting near her neck. He was confused, but allowed her to hold him. *You’ll have to go soon, my little Tenchi,* she wanted to say. She merely thought it, hoping somehow he could hear. *And I’m not sure why, but I feel as if...this is the last time we will see one another. At least for a while. Goodbye, my sweet boy. Until we meet again.* She released him, brushing the dirt off his clothes (though there wasn’t any), and put her hands on his shoulders. “Tenchi, are you ready?” His grandmother asked softly, approaching him. Both looked up, then looked back at each other. Ryoko playfully ruffled his hair and stood. He ran to his grandmother’s side. “Bye bye, Kitty! See you soon!” He called back to his friend as she watched him leave. She stood there a few moments longer, even after he was out of sight. She hugged herself and looked up in the sky. *Soon is far too long, my friend.* ~Fin~ Author’s Notes: Wow...that was better than I thought it would be...hm...I hope this is completely accurate to the Tenchi Muyo story line. I’m pretty sure it is, I looked a few things up just to be sure of the facts. Um...what did ya think? I think my writer’s block will be gone soon! ^__^