No Need for Too Many Presents!

A Tenchi Muyo! Ryo-Ohki Christmas Fanfiction
by
Sinom Bre

Tenchi Muyo! Ryo-Ohki and all the characters therein are the 
property of AIC/Pioneer. This work is solely for entertainment 
purposes. No compensation has been or will be received.

C&C very welcome. Post to FFML or privately to sinom_bre@yahoo.com.

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NOTE: Mild lime/humor/WAFF.
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[Planet Jurai. December 25, 2007, Earth calendar.]

Light shone through the bedroom window, dappled by the foliage of 
a gigantic tree limb running across the view. Soft-edged and 
leaf-shaped shadows danced across numerous pieces of clothing 
strewn over the floor. The leading edge of the light crept up the 
foot of an oversized bed and threatened the repose of three 
figures. A young man of Earth-Asian heritage lay on his back, 
spiky black hair pointing in all directions and matted down in 
places from dried moisture. His body was cloaked in two wide fans 
of hair - the sky blue hair from the woman asleep across his 
chest and the teal blue hair from the woman snuggled up against 
his opposite side. He had placed an arm around each during the 
night.

The door to the bedroom creaked slowly open, and another woman 
with sky-blue hair, tied in a thick ponytail high on her head, 
moved smoothly to face the bed, her robes rustling. She had a 
manic smile on her face, and the irises of her burgundy eyes had 
expanded to nearly fill her sockets. She was, in fact, close to 
losing it. She mentally chided herself and brought a 
sophisticated camera to bear. The camera instantly processed the 
scene before it and beeped to indicate image capture. The cards 
the woman would send to her girlfriends later would have this 
image on the front, and it would cause no small embarrassment to 
the young man concerned. The woman secreted the camera and 
brought her hands together in front of her face. Little sparks 
twinkled in her eyes.

"Kaaa-waaa-iiii..." The woman's low and resonant voice caused the 
lightly sleeping man to crack an eye and look down the bed.

"Aaaaahhh!" Masaki Tenchi, the recently coronated Emperor of 
Jurai, would have jumped to cover himself if he hadn't been held 
down by woman flesh. As it was, certain parts were glaringly 
uncovered and suffering from a morning condition known to most 
humanoid males. Misaki noticed the condition waving around.

"Ooooooo..." She leered at Tenchi, and he bigsweated.

Masaki Kiyone, the sleepy new First Empress of Jurai, swept back 
her teal bangs, revealing a single round power rune on her 
forehead, and spoke to her husband, "Anataaaaaaaa! What's all the 
noise about?"

At the same time, a head of sky-blue hair rose from his chest, 
her forehead showing two round power runes. Masaki Sasami, the 
new Second Empress of Jurai and recently fully assimilated patron 
goddess of Jurai, looked up at her husband and grunted, "Huh?"

Tenchi frantically pointed between them. The women turned their 
heads to see.

"OKAASAMA!!" Sasami screamed.

"Lady Misaki, please!" Kiyone added. Misaki's smiling face was 
replaced by a dark scowl, and Kiyone shrank against Tenchi. 
Tenchi whispered something in her ear and Kiyone face-faulted, 
but she gathered herself and screeched in a little girl's voice, 
"OKAASAMA!"

"Ohayo gozaimasu, Okaasama," Tenchi said in a resigned voice.

Misaki grew even more kawaii than before. "Oooooh. Such GOOD and 
SWEET children." She promptly jumped onto the bed and gathered 
the three nude bodies into a bone-crushing bear hug. Faces were 
turning purple when a light knock at the bedroom door spared 
their lives.

"Is this a private party or can anyone join in?" Lady Funaho, the 
first wife of the recently retired Emperor of Jurai and Tenchi's 
great-grandmother, stood smiling in the doorway.

"You might as well," Tenchi gasped. "Pretty soon, everyone will 
be here."

"Oneesama!" Misaki jumped up and met her "sister" halfway, 
gathering her up in an uncharacteristically tender hug. Out of 
view, one hand sneaked down and squeezed a buttock. "Where were 
you last night? Anata came in and just went to sleep. I was bored 
and lonely."

"There was a communication from Washu that needed attention. I'll 
explain shortly," Funaho said and smiled. She pecked Misaki on 
the forehead. Misaki, forgetting their audience for the moment, 
dragged her co-wife's head down for a probing and passionate 
kiss. 

The audience stared, then Tenchi smirked. "If I'm ever away, at 
least I know you two don't have to be lonely," he said, grinning 
at his own co-wives. They promptly bonked him on the head.

"Hentai!" Kiyone said.

"What'd I do?"

Sasami just giggled and blushed. "Kiyone, I guess that wasn't 
entirely fair of us. I mean, we did have our own fun later."

"Oh HO!" Tenchi cried. "Call me a hentai, will you?"

"Sasami-chan," Kiyone declared, "and Tsunami-chan, too. The first 
lesson of being a wife is to not let your husband know everything 
that's going on." Sasami giggled again and nodded.

Tenchi sighed. "Great. I'm on the throne less than a month, and 
there's already a conspiracy afoot."

The commotion behind her reminded Misaki that she and Funaho were 
not alone. She broke the kiss and looked sheepish, but Funaho 
just smiled. "We'll finish this later," she whispered, "*without* 
Anata." Misaki blushed and nodded. They walked to the bed just as 
Tenchi finished with "conspiracy afoot."

"You should know, Tenchi-chan, that wives always conspire against 
their husbands," Funaho added, joining in the ribbing.

Tenchi studied the bed sheet as the laughter slowly wound down 
around him. "I guess I really wouldn't know," he mumbled to 
himself. The women looked at him in confusion, but the light went 
on in Funaho's head.

"Ah, Tenchi-chan. Gomen nasai. I wasn't thinking when I said 
that. I know how you miss Achika-chan." The other women 
understood immediately after Funaho's apology, and they began to 
pat him and coo over him.

"Daijobu, daijobu da yo!" Tenchi laughed, waving his arms. "I'm 
not upset or anything. All this talk just made me wonder what mom 
would think of me now." He sobered a little. "I hope she would 
have been proud," he said softly. "UURRRKK!"

Wailing and crying a river of tears, Misaki had grabbed Tenchi's 
skull in her trademark bear hug. His face was smashed into her 
left breast as she cried, "Waaaahhh! You poor thing. Let Okaasama 
make it better." She rocked his head back and forth like a baby 
as Tenchi's arms fanned up and down. This second session of 
oxygen deprivation was aggravated by the sensation of Misaki's 
firm nipple pressing through her clothes against his lips and the 
subsequent migration of his blood to various extremities. The 
sheet that Tenchi had managed to cover himself with earlier chose 
that moment to fall off, and now Funaho got an appreciative 
eyeful. She smirked at Tenchi's wives, who blushed and busily 
looked elsewhere. She turned and tapped Misaki on the shoulder.

"Anata."

Misaki looked up, tears still flowing down her face. Funaho 
pointed down to Tenchi's blue ears.

"Ara!" Misaki exclaimed and released the young emperor. Tenchi 
wavered on his knees and in a weak, delirious voice said, 
"Okaasama... what nice breasts you have," and promptly fell back 
dazed. The women howled, bringing Tenchi back to himself quickly. 
"What did I say?" he asked innocently. The women howled anew and 
then pointed at his midriff, damning evidence at attention.

"AAAAACCKK!" He slid underneath the covers, blushing furiously. 
"I'm sure there's got to be something written down somewhere 
about giving emperors a bad time," he growled.

"Yes," Sasami said. She grabbed the hard evidence through the 
sheet, causing Tenchi to twitch. "It's called the honeymoon." 
Tenchi moaned in delight. The women completely lost it and were 
rolling on the floor. Tenchi lay back and pouted.

Funaho was, of course, the first to regain her composure. 
"Tenchi-chan, we'll soon leave you three to your morning. First, 
however, do you remember what day it is?"

Tenchi scratched his head. "No. Um... the first day after our 
honeymoon?" he quipped.

"Baka," Funaho chided, "it's Christmas Day!"

Tenchi stared at everyone in horror. "I COMPLETELY FORGOT! Aww, 
maaaannn, this Juraian calendar has me completely screwed up. 
Gomen nasai, I didn't get anyone gifts."

Misaki smirked. "We forgive you... this time." Tenchi looked 
sheepish.

"It's Christmas," Sasami sighed, "and there's not going to be a 
family get-together at Nobuyuki-otousan's house. I miss Ryo-Ohki-
chan."

Funaho continued, "I, however, did not forget Christmas, but I 
was vexed with the question of what does one get the ruler of the 
known universe?" She paused for effect.

"And?" Tenchi asked, curious in spite of his shame at forgetting.

"You gave me the idea just now." Funaho adopted a serious tone. 
"Ladies, attend me!" They moved to the far side of the room and 
went into a huddle, and Tenchi took the opportunity to appreciate 
the bare bottoms of his wives. A burst of giggling erupted 
followed by a chorus of "Hai!'s" and one drawn-out "kawaii".

The ladies broke and moved back to the bed. Tenchi's wives 
settled to either side of him and gave him a big hug. Suspicious, 
he looked from face to face. "All right! What are you four up 
to?"

Funaho graced him with a dazzling smile. "Tenchi-chan, Achika-
chan can never be replaced in your heart - that is a given. But 
Misaki and I would very much like for you to consider us as, at 
the very least, foster mothers." Tenchi was dumbfounded. Funaho 
put on a kawaii face reminiscent of the best Misaki or Washu and 
said, "Ne, Tenchi-chan! Call us... OKAACHAN!" Tenchi face-faulted 
hard amidst gales of laughter and not a few tears.

Once he had regained his composure, Tenchi bowed low from his 
sitting position in the bed. When he straightened, tears were 
beginning to gather is his eyes, as well. "Domo arigato 
gozaimashita. You have no idea how much this means to me." He 
eyed the two older women. "Funaho-okaachan." Pause. "Misaki-
okaachan."

Misaki's eyes grew even more kawaii and watery, and she looked 
like she was about to plow into him again. Funaho laid a hand on 
her shoulder. "Anata, I think we've abused the poor boy enough 
for one day. We need to leave something of him for his wives, 
ne?"

Misaki just nodded her head, still watering the floor. "My first 
son," she warbled.

"Does this mean I get to call grandpa 'Oniichan?'" Tenchi 
deadpanned.

Funaho raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't worry about Yosho. He has 
enough problems of his own, right now."

"Oh?"

"As you know, when Tsunami-sama's and Sasami-chan's physical 
assimilation was complete, Yosho's disguise faded off and stopped 
working. While you three were gone on your honeymoon, Aeka 
finally forgave him... on the condition that he marries her. He 
backpedaled, of course, but she and Ryoko are teaming up against 
him. I expect he'll have a set of co-wives before all is said and 
done." Funaho sniffed and affected a hurt look. "Mothers 
shouldn't have boys. They move out, choose girls over their 
mothers, and don't visit for 700 years."

"Daijobu, Funaho-okaachan," Tenchi scowled. "As emperor, I'll 
order him to come visit you at least once a year." Funaho beamed.

"Masaka!" Tenchi shook his head. "Aeka and Ryoko working 
together! Jiichan doesn't stand a chance."

Misaki squealed, "I know! Isn't it great? Our children will be 
all grown up and married. Ne, Oneesama?"

"Hai! But there is another matter that needs addressing before I 
forget. I spoke with Washu last night, and, among other matters, 
she asked if the Holy Council would mind a momentary suspension 
of the agreement with her concerning the, um, 'creation' of Ryoko 
and Ryo-Ohki. Knowing the council's mind on the matter, I agreed 
with full confidence. As a wedding present, Sasami-chan, Washu is 
creating an ohki for you... an ohki for Kiyone-chan... and one 
for Tenchi-chan."

Tenchi and Kiyone were speechless, but Sasami glowed with 
anticipation. "My very own ohki?" she eeped.

"Hai! Washu said you three would have to come to Earth for scans 
before she could start in earnest and then again with your 
personal tree-ships when it was time to set the telepathic links. 
She thinks a three-way link is possible, although in your case, 
Sasami-chan, I suppose it would be redundant."

"True," Sasami agreed. "I AM my ship, after a fashion."

"Wow!" "Sugoi!" Tenchi and Kiyone found their voices at last, in 
awe of the significance of the gift.

"I know how much you all miss sweet Ryo-Ohki-chan, especially 
Sasami-chan," Funaho said. "That reminds me. How are you two 
doing in there, Sasami-chan? Tsunami-sama?"

Sasami's eyes shifted, abruptly acquiring endless depth and 
ageless wisdom. "We are fine," Tsunami intoned. "Thank you for 
asking, Funaho-dono. The merging of our personalities should be 
complete within the year." She noticed Tenchi's pensive look and 
her face grew soft. "Anata, don't worry. We both love you and 
Oneechan. That won't change, now or ever. Besides, I could never 
leave you, now."

Tenchi looked at her curiously. "Why is that?"

Tsunami blushed and hesitated. "Well, I haven't imparted this to 
Sasami, yet, as I wanted to wait until the honeymoon was over, 
but we are... with child--" the women squealed, "--twin girls, in 
fact."

The women screamed and rushed to hug Tsunami/Sasami. Tenchi just 
gaped at the spectacle.

"Twins are rare among Juraians," Funaho explained for Tenchi's 
benefit. "When they do occur, it is a blessed event. The people 
will consider this an auspicious start to your rule."

"MY BABY GIRL!!" Misaki wailed.

When she caught her breath, Tsunami laughed and said, "Don't 
spend all your joy on me. I'm not the only one expecting." She 
looked pointedly at Kiyone.

Tenchi fainted, and Kiyone looked at Tsunami with wide eyes. "How 
do you know? I haven't noticed any signs."

Tsunami smirked. "Being a higher-level dimensional being has its 
perks." Kiyone was stunned. "Do you want to know what it is?"

Kiyone fidgeted for a moment and then nodded her head. Tenchi 
struggled to awareness only to hear Tsunami say, "You're going to 
have a darling, teal-haired boy." Kiyone screamed. Misaki 
screamed. Funaho beamed, again, and said with much satisfaction, 
"Twins AND an heir! Indeed, an auspicious time for us all."

Tenchi was out, again, for the count, but hugs, kisses, and 
congratulations went all around.

"Before I retire to my corner," Tsunami grinned, "I want all of 
you and Sasami-chan to know that you should be very proud. The 
Jurai power runs amazingly strong in these children, even at this 
early stage - they are literally aglow with it. It is yet another 
good omen for the future." Tsunami faded from her eyes. Sasami 
jumped over and hugged Kiyone. "Kiyone-oneechan! Anata! We're 
having babies!" she screeched. Both women were in tears, hugging 
each other.

Misaki looked at the unconscious Tenchi. "Should we wake him?"

"It might be better to let him sleep it off," Funaho giggled. "I 
think he's suffering from an overdose of presents."

For not the last Christmas, the Masaki bedroom rang to peals of 
female laughter, snug in the warmth of love.

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Happy Holidays, all.