jbowles@occ-uky.campus.mci.net (Joshua Bowles) Tenchi Muyo! and characters are property of Pioneer and AIC, they are not mine, please dont sue... blah... blah... blah... This is my first attempt at Fanfic. I REALLY would appreciate comments and suggestions. This part (Part 1)is pretty much an introduction. It will be developed more. Once again thanks for reading, comments are VERY MUCH appreciated. Fanfic by Seabhac Part 1: A Perfect Day Ryoko sweeps across the room in a slow dance of delight. She hums to herself, eyes shining in a state of dreamy ambition. Caught in her dance is a long white dress, smooth as silk, light and flowing as gossamer, as elegant and innocent as a wedding dress yet hinting at a more sensual nature. Ryoko pauses, looks at the dress, and gives a content sigh. The dress is everything she wants, delicate and feminine, beautifully simple yet possessing a look that creates an air of grace and majesty. She had spent all morning working on it with Washu making sure it was perfect in every way. Ryoko carefully takes the dress and hangs it to admire. The long wait until tomorrow will be almost unbearable. She can't wait to go down to the garden where Tenchi would be working planting the new crop. She would be wearing her beautiful new dress and carrying a picnic full of food she would learn to cook today from Sasami. "Tenchi," she would say "will you have a picnic with me? It's such a lovely day won't you join me?" He would agree and they would go to a place near a stream in a clearing that offered shade and a cool breeze. She had found this spot yesterday after many hours of wandering around in the woods looking for the perfect setting. They would eat, and talk the afternoon away content with each others company. She was determined not to do anything to make him uneasy or embarrassed, she wanted him to see that she could be serene and demure just like it appeared he wanted. When the day began to make its transition to night she would take him to a grassy hill overlooking a forest of ancient trees that would catch the dim rays of the setting sun and glow with a rich golden light. After the silent revery they would take a long stroll back to the house through the cool peaceful woods along a trail she had planned days before. They would look at the trees and flowers that were most beautiful in the dim light of dusk. When they reached the house she would smile and thank him for the pleasant day, bow, and leave him to consider the days events and his feelings towards her. "Oh Tenchi, my Tenchi, tomorrow will be a perfect day." Comments? jbowles@occ-uky.campus.mci.net