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[Tenchi Muyo!] different flowers from the same garden (Aeka gen)
Title: different flowers from the same garden
Fandom: Tenchi Muyo!
Length: 910 words
Prompt: Written for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
trickortreatex 2014 as a treat for Fallen4Cas.
Pairing: Aeka gen with mentions of Aeka/Tenchi and Ryoko/Tenchi
Other: Set mid-canon. Also archived at AO3
Excerpt: "That doesn't make it any better!" Sasami says, and now her face is streaked with tears. "They never got to fly! They don't have someone to help them!"
The first time Sasami sees a forest fire on the news, her knuckles whiten and she drops the bowl that she is holding. Rice spills all over the floor and Aeka turns to scold her, but she stops when she sees the look in Sasami's eyes. Sasami is not the one looking back, and the Goddess's pain is more than a mortal can bear. It worries Aeka sometimes-- often might be a better word. Sasami is still a child, but how can she be with that inside her?
Tenchi is staring at Aeka hopelessly, unsure of what to do. Aeka gets up, steps around them mess in a dainty way, and takes her sister upstairs. She puts Sasami to bed and holds her hand.
"So many trees," Sasami says. "I could hear them dying."
"They are not..." Aeka tries to figure out the best thing to say. "They are not our trees, you know. They were never spaceships, never sentient."
"That doesn't make it any better!" Sasami says, and now her face is streaked with tears. "They never got to fly! They don't have someone to help them!"
Sasami reads books and she knows the furniture here is made of dead wood. It took Aeka some time to adjust, herself. She still wonders how her brother could have brought himself to this dead place. It is still a young planet, but it does not feel like one. It is hard for Aeka too, but she's seen this before. The fire has been burning for days, but usually Sasami is in the kitchen around dinnertime and doesn't watch the television.
Aeka strokes Sasami's hair until she stops sobbing. Downstairs, she hears Ryoko come in, graceless and loud as ever, until someone hushes her. It sounds like Washu, which surprises her. Once she goes downstairs later she'll realize why: the rice started sprouting in the floorboards, and that surge of energy did not go unnoticed.
Aeka dozes off and when she wakes up, stiff from kneeling on the floor, it is even quieter in the Masaki household. She knows where everyone is: Mihoshi and Kiyone are doing nighttime patrols this week, Mr. Masaki is on a business trip, Washu has slipped back to her cocoon of a lab, her brother is meditating. Ryoko is probably napping in the rafters, and Ryo-ohki is snuggled under Sasami's arm. Tenchi will be in his room. Aeka knocks at the door.
"Come in!" he calls, but he is surprised to see her when the door opens. He has a book open and a half-filled notebook beside it, diligent as ever.
"We left some food for you guys downstairs," he says. "Is Sasami okay?"
"She is homesick," Aeka says, and she smiles a little bit. "She will be alright."
Tenchi scratches the back of his neck. She knows that he is thinking that it is his fault that they are stranded here, like she couldn't commandeer a passing ship and go back to her life. The seed would grow without her presence; Yosho could tend it. He doesn't believe they want to stay.
"She seemed pretty upset," Tenchi says, finally.
"Yeah, how is the little brat?" Ryoko says, phasing through the door without warning. She returns Aeka's scowl with a grin.
"Fine!" Aeka says. "Like you care."
"Why wouldn't I?" Ryoko says, almost sounding a little hurt. "Who else is going to cook around here?"
Aeka fights down the impulse to argue. That is always what Ryoko wants, and she will not give it to her. She clenches her fists until it hurts.
"I was thinking," Tenchi says, interrupting their thoughts, "Sasami might like to go out to the fields with me tomorrow and plant something. What do you think?"
And he doesn't believe we want to stay? Aeka nods. "I think that sounds like a perfect idea."
Ryoko yawns theatrically and Aeka can't take the rudeness any longer. The ensuing argument wakes the whole of the sleeping household. Washu jerks awake at her screen and shifts her lab a little sideways in space so she doesn't have to listen. Sasami follows the shouting to her family.
"What's going on?" she asks sleepily. Ryo-Ohki is a comfortable weight on her head, and she can hardly remember the earlier incident; it seems very far away.
"Well!" Aeka huffs, but before they can rehash the argument, Sasami says, "I'm hungry," and goes downstairs.
The next morning, Aeka wakes early, but Sasami isn't in her bed. She hurries into her clothes and down the stairs, but there's a note besides a cold breakfast. Tenchi took Sasami out to the fields with him this morning; they'll be back for lunch.
Aeka decides to go for a walk to check their progress, and she finds them quickly. There is a wobbly row at the edge of the carrot field, and Sasami is crouched down beside it planting seeds.
"Grow, grow," she is whispering to them when Aeka gets close enough to hear her. It makes Aeka smile.
"Tenchi says it will take months before they get big enough!" Sasami tells her sister. She looks a little worried. "But he can water them for me if we have to go back to Jurai. Do we have to go back soon? Ryu-Oh won't be ready."
"We can stay as long as you like," Aeka says. Sasami smiles brilliantly. The grin is all hers, a child's and not a goddess's. Aeka smiles back.
Fandom: Tenchi Muyo!
Length: 910 words
Prompt: Written for
trickortreatex 2014 as a treat for Fallen4Cas.Pairing: Aeka gen with mentions of Aeka/Tenchi and Ryoko/Tenchi
Other: Set mid-canon. Also archived at AO3
Excerpt: "That doesn't make it any better!" Sasami says, and now her face is streaked with tears. "They never got to fly! They don't have someone to help them!"
The first time Sasami sees a forest fire on the news, her knuckles whiten and she drops the bowl that she is holding. Rice spills all over the floor and Aeka turns to scold her, but she stops when she sees the look in Sasami's eyes. Sasami is not the one looking back, and the Goddess's pain is more than a mortal can bear. It worries Aeka sometimes-- often might be a better word. Sasami is still a child, but how can she be with that inside her?
Tenchi is staring at Aeka hopelessly, unsure of what to do. Aeka gets up, steps around them mess in a dainty way, and takes her sister upstairs. She puts Sasami to bed and holds her hand.
"So many trees," Sasami says. "I could hear them dying."
"They are not..." Aeka tries to figure out the best thing to say. "They are not our trees, you know. They were never spaceships, never sentient."
"That doesn't make it any better!" Sasami says, and now her face is streaked with tears. "They never got to fly! They don't have someone to help them!"
Sasami reads books and she knows the furniture here is made of dead wood. It took Aeka some time to adjust, herself. She still wonders how her brother could have brought himself to this dead place. It is still a young planet, but it does not feel like one. It is hard for Aeka too, but she's seen this before. The fire has been burning for days, but usually Sasami is in the kitchen around dinnertime and doesn't watch the television.
Aeka strokes Sasami's hair until she stops sobbing. Downstairs, she hears Ryoko come in, graceless and loud as ever, until someone hushes her. It sounds like Washu, which surprises her. Once she goes downstairs later she'll realize why: the rice started sprouting in the floorboards, and that surge of energy did not go unnoticed.
Aeka dozes off and when she wakes up, stiff from kneeling on the floor, it is even quieter in the Masaki household. She knows where everyone is: Mihoshi and Kiyone are doing nighttime patrols this week, Mr. Masaki is on a business trip, Washu has slipped back to her cocoon of a lab, her brother is meditating. Ryoko is probably napping in the rafters, and Ryo-ohki is snuggled under Sasami's arm. Tenchi will be in his room. Aeka knocks at the door.
"Come in!" he calls, but he is surprised to see her when the door opens. He has a book open and a half-filled notebook beside it, diligent as ever.
"We left some food for you guys downstairs," he says. "Is Sasami okay?"
"She is homesick," Aeka says, and she smiles a little bit. "She will be alright."
Tenchi scratches the back of his neck. She knows that he is thinking that it is his fault that they are stranded here, like she couldn't commandeer a passing ship and go back to her life. The seed would grow without her presence; Yosho could tend it. He doesn't believe they want to stay.
"She seemed pretty upset," Tenchi says, finally.
"Yeah, how is the little brat?" Ryoko says, phasing through the door without warning. She returns Aeka's scowl with a grin.
"Fine!" Aeka says. "Like you care."
"Why wouldn't I?" Ryoko says, almost sounding a little hurt. "Who else is going to cook around here?"
Aeka fights down the impulse to argue. That is always what Ryoko wants, and she will not give it to her. She clenches her fists until it hurts.
"I was thinking," Tenchi says, interrupting their thoughts, "Sasami might like to go out to the fields with me tomorrow and plant something. What do you think?"
And he doesn't believe we want to stay? Aeka nods. "I think that sounds like a perfect idea."
Ryoko yawns theatrically and Aeka can't take the rudeness any longer. The ensuing argument wakes the whole of the sleeping household. Washu jerks awake at her screen and shifts her lab a little sideways in space so she doesn't have to listen. Sasami follows the shouting to her family.
"What's going on?" she asks sleepily. Ryo-Ohki is a comfortable weight on her head, and she can hardly remember the earlier incident; it seems very far away.
"Well!" Aeka huffs, but before they can rehash the argument, Sasami says, "I'm hungry," and goes downstairs.
The next morning, Aeka wakes early, but Sasami isn't in her bed. She hurries into her clothes and down the stairs, but there's a note besides a cold breakfast. Tenchi took Sasami out to the fields with him this morning; they'll be back for lunch.
Aeka decides to go for a walk to check their progress, and she finds them quickly. There is a wobbly row at the edge of the carrot field, and Sasami is crouched down beside it planting seeds.
"Grow, grow," she is whispering to them when Aeka gets close enough to hear her. It makes Aeka smile.
"Tenchi says it will take months before they get big enough!" Sasami tells her sister. She looks a little worried. "But he can water them for me if we have to go back to Jurai. Do we have to go back soon? Ryu-Oh won't be ready."
"We can stay as long as you like," Aeka says. Sasami smiles brilliantly. The grin is all hers, a child's and not a goddess's. Aeka smiles back.