Yep, this is it. Tenchi Muyo! is owned by AIC pioneer. This rends my very soul but I must concede that it is true. Oh, pain, pain, your golden needles do wound my heart, with evidence of things unseen and unattainable. Happiness but comes between the pinpricks, and this only serves to make the agony even greater. ...Where was I? Oh, right, don't sue me, kay? ' ' : thinking " " : speaking Final Chapter: Under Golden Skies The only music to accompany their wedding was the sleepy song of waking birds and the soft whisper of the breeze as it drifted through the waving grass. The stars grew dim as the sky gradually lightened into a soft pink hue, only the morning star, Venus, stayed bright and glimmering as it stood silent watch over the waking earth. The spaceship tree stood solemn in the middle of her softly rippling lake, her leaves dancing in contrast to her stalwart posture. Yosho stood somewhat nervously near the shore, constantly glancing up at the tree as though in need of her reassuring presence. Next to him stood Tenchi and Noboyuki, both in Jurian robes, borrowed from Azusa and altered with Ayeka's needle. With them was Kokuten, in his wolf form. Azusa, looking a bit petulant about the whole thing, stood a bit further to the side. Opposite them, Mihoshi, Ryoko, and Ayeka stood, lovely in gowns of pale green satin, with flowers crowning their hair. Yosho noticed that Tenchi and Noboyuki were unable to take their eyes off of them. Washu stood somewhat behind them, also gowned in green, but in a darker hue that matched her eyes perfectly. Yosho wondered why they weren't getting on with it, but he supposed that they were waiting for some obscure cue to tell them when the time was right. He was not mistaken. When the first sliver of sun appeared in the east, the figures of Misaki and Funaho emerged from the forest, they were followed by Sasami and Ryo-Ohki, who were both garbed in white. The two young girls carried baskets full of cherry blossom petals, which they used to carpet the grass. As the first rays of sunlight entered the clearing, so did Kyokki, her hair loose and flowing down her back. She was dressed in the same robes that she had worn the day before but as she stepped into the sun the rays wrapped around her in a shimmering cloth of gold. When the light dissipated she was transformed, instead of the robes, she wore a long flowing gown that puddled the ground around her feet with golden silk. Attached to her wrists and shoulders was a cape of softest rose and across her forehead was a tiara of gold made to emulate the twisting branches of the Tokoshie ring. Yosho was struck speechless at the sight of her; so awestruck was he that he didn't notice a new presence at his shoulder until it made a small noise. He glanced over and saw the man he had seen in the mists, Kyokki's father, his sapphire eyes dancing and his golden hair tossing in the wind. Kyokki reached them and leaned over to kiss her father's cheek. "Hello daughter, may I say that I have good taste in clothes?" He asked softly. She laughed, "Yes, you may." The god turned to Yosho, "My son, it is good to finally meet you face to face." He winked and Yosho knew it was time. He turned to Kyokki and looked deeply into her eyes, then, for the last time, he shed his disguise, and standing before the assembled was Crown Prince Yosho, looking exactly as he did on the moment he had left his home planet to fight Ryoko. Ayeka gasped, as did everyone else, with the exception of Funaho, who looked rather smugly at her handsome son. Yosho glanced back at the beaming god. "Let us get started," Tentousama said. "Here in the sight of witnesses and a holy tree, two have come." His voice rolled across the clearing. "They have come of their own will to declare their intention to remain together for all of eternity. Kyokki-sama, is this why you have come?" "It is, and with my fullest heart I wish it." She said strongly. Funaho produced a handkerchief for the sniffling Misaki. "Yosho Jurai, is this why you have come?" "It is, and to my deepest soul I wish it." Yosho replied in his soft voice. "These two have declared their intentions rightly. Kyokki-sama, raise the hand upon which the oath of undying love rests." Kyokki raised her left hand. "Yosho Jurai, raise the hand which hath given this token." Yosho raised his left hand. " Now place the palms of these hands together as your hearts and souls always shall be." The couple's eyes shone with unshed tears as their palms pressed together. "Kyokki-sama, do you hereby pledge, upon this oath and upon this holy tree, that your heart, soul, and life will belong to Yosho Jurai for as long as you live." "I do," she stated firmly. "Yosho Jurai, do you hereby pledge, upon this oath and upon this holy tree, that your heart, soul, and life will belong to Kyokki-sama for as long as she lives." Kyokki looked at her father sharply as Yosho responded, "I do." "Now do I call upon this holy tree to bless the union of these two souls, and to bind them together for all of eternity." They all looked at the tree Funaho. A tiny beam of light came from one of her leaves and chimed off of the silvery water, then another, then another, until the whole tree was surrounded by iridescent light. As the light formed, the ring on Kyokki's finger began to glow, and tiny branches sprouted and twined around Yosho's. When the light filled the sky with a brilliant tower of color, there were two rings, identical. One was to be worn by Kyokki for the rest of her life, and one was to be worn by Yosho. When the tower of light faded away, leaving only the soft tones of chiming bells filling the clearing, Tentousama stepped forward and took the couple's hands between his own. "These two are truly joined and blessed, may they know eternal happiness." He smirked, "And now shall I give my gift to the happy couple." From the spot where the god's hand touched his own Yosho felt pervading warmth. It spread through his entire body, filling him with wonder. When the god removed his hand, Yosho stared at Kyokki in awe; he could see a line connecting them. Kyokki laughed in delight, "I told you father would take care of it." She threw her arms around the startled man's neck and kissed him soundly. Later, they all went over to the house. Along the way, Kyokki explained to Yosho what her father had done. "You see, when he had us give our oaths, he changed it a bit. He said 'for as long as she lives.'" Yosho was still confused, "And that means?" "I am an immortal, silly." She reached up and touched his cheek fondly. "When father gave you a bit of his power, all it did was make it so you would live as long as I, forever." Yosho stopped walking and turned to face her, her took her gently in his arms. "Forever, I like the sound of that." She smiled up into his handsome face as he smiled down at her pale loveliness. Behind them Tentousama stood facing Washu. He opened his arms, and she hesitated not a moment before flying into his embrace. Epilogue Somewhere deep in space, in another dimension, one awoke. 'What is this I feel' the figure mused, her face expressionless. D3 shimmered into visual form, "It is coming from colonized planet 0315. The same planet where dwells the boy who can command the lighthawk wings." D3 paused, "Has something changed, Lady Tokimi?" "Yes, a new factor has entered the picture." She thought, on that higher dimensional plain, looking to past, present and possible future. "The child, man and god, will be born. She may be able to summon the wings as well." Lady Tokimi turned her eternally youthful face to the sky. "Do not change the plan, the future may yet be changed." "Yes, mistress." D3 shimmered back into the depths of space. Tokimi stayed a while longer, the profiles of her sisters glowing brighter for a moment. 'Sisters, why do you fight me?' Fin. Afterword Hi all, this is the author speaking. I hope that you have enjoyed my story, as I sure enjoyed writing it. I know that this last chapter is short, and if you feel cheated by the ending e-mail me and I'll make one up and send it to you. But really, I could have gone on with this but I felt that I needed to end the story where I did. If you wish me to continue with this series, again, e-mail me. Questions, comments, and concerns can be sent to kyokki21@yahoo.com. You can also send angry rants but I have it on good authority that they will be ignored. Watch for my next project, Every Princess Needs a Knight.