Hello again readers. Once more I must inform you that I do not own Tenchi Muyo or Dune. Also, I am afraid I failed to mention the self-created planet of Cyrn, where Mihoshi originates from in this fic. So, I'm mentioning it now. Nevertheless, enjoy.......
Silver and Gold
Part 2: Awakening of an Aristocrat
Mihoshi was tired. Tired to the point of exhaustion. Anyone would be if they hadn't slept for three whole days. Many would say that to do such a thing is foolish, but she knew she had a worthwhile reason. She was keeping a vigil on her fantasy love as he clung to the barest thread of life. she thought desperately Trinth was still unconcious. His body was reforming at a steady pace thanks to Washu's regeneration chamber but there was still the possibilty that something could go wrong and Mihoshi had taken it upon herself to make sure everything would be done to prevent that. Washu and herself had lucked out once in Trinth's treatment and it wasn't bound to happen again.
Meanwhile in the lab, Washu was checking the sensor readouts on the regen chamber's computer.
Archduke Trinth Milodon looked at Detective Mihoshi Kuramitsu. He smiled. Author's Notes: Well, sure looks like things are starting to get interesting between our boy, Trinth, and Mihoshi. Ne? Again, I hope that you send me much news on what you thought about part two. Also, if anyone is interested, Cyrn is a planet much like Arakis in the book/movie Dune. (already said I don't own Dune or anything related to it. HA!) The main difference is that Cyrn has many rivers and oasises, making it a lovely planet that I would heartily recommend vacationing at, that is if Earth had intergalactic travel capability and if the planet existed. Anyway, thanks for reading all of this and wait for part 3.
Tallgeese Forever
Mihoshi shuddered as she recalled the diagnosis aboard the Yagami that the red-haired scientist had given Trinth.
"It was definitely a disintegration bullet. I designed those things during an attack by the masses on the Academy. I never thought they'd be used like this." Washu had said with a touch of regret, "The bullet creates a minature black hole when it hits its target. The black hole exists only for a split-second, just long enough for it to suck in all that it can that exists in a ten centimeter perimeter. In this case that perimeter was Archduke Milodon's stomach. If this was a normal wound of this nature, caused by explosives or a blade, then a regen chamber could take care of it no problem. Unfortunately, disintegration bullets leave an anti-matter residue on the wound after the black hole disippates, thereby preventing any sort of recovery. If he's been like this for longer than a week, than the anti-matter will have dissolved and he'll be fine for regen. Any less......."
Mihoshi couldn't even bear to remember that scenario. Luckily, Trinth had been like that for long and he could enter regen. The problem was the blood loss he had sustained during his period of injury. He might heal physically, but his mind may not function properly, or at all! Mihoshi paced as she tried her best to keep that thought out of mind.
"Open your eyes Trinth." she pleaded to the floating figure, "Show me that you're still with me. Please join me." she begged as she settled back into her chair alongside the tank and slowly succumbed to the sandman's demands.
As if on cue, the eyes of the man in the chamber began to open.
Mihoshi awoke with a start. She wheeled around to face the sound that had interrupted her sleep and found herself looking at a now very lively Calab aristocrat.
"Washu! Come quick. He's awake!" Mihoshi shouted, barely containing her joy .
"Mihoshi." Washu's voice called to her. "Thanks for staying and monitoring him, but now you should go to sleep. I'll take care of everything from here. You need sleep and you will go get some now." Washu's tone was that of maternal concern. Mihoshi dared not to argue. Instead she made mental note to greet Trinth as soon as she woke the next morning.
"I'll go Washu," the blonde said with a little yawn, "but I'm just going to catch a nap on the couch. I want to talk to Archduke Milodon about what happened to him." Mihoshi then vacated the lab.
"Looks like you're doing okay." she said gleefully into the tank. "I'm going to start draining the solvent. You'll be out in a jiffy." With a few keystrokes, the scientist made good on her word as the vat began to drain.
As soon as the tank was empty, Trinth removed the respirator and pointed to the vacuum-sealed hatch. Washu nodded and pulled the decompression lever on the chamber's side. A hissing sound accompanied its opening. Milodon climbed out quickly.
"Thank the falcon for modern technology." he mused. His voice rang out smoothly and clearly. It was deep and with a gentle, yet exciting, tone. He leapt down from his perch atop the machine down to the middle of the lab floor with catlike grace. Once upon the floor, he tested his different joints. Legs, arms, neck, back, all were in perfect order. Washu stood closely by, observing carefully and enjoying every movement of the knight's body. Apparently noticing her scrutiny, Trinth turned his gaze from his body to lock with her stare.
"Madame Hakubi." Trinth said with just a hint of a grin on his face, "I am flattered by your interest. However, I would appreciate some sort of covering for my body so that I may go retrieve my travel apparel from my ship."
Washu blushed for a brief moment, then laughed heartily. "No problem." she said. Grinning at the Calab. "Just give me a second and I'll go grab something." She ran off as she finished the sentence.
Washu returned, clothes in hand, to the medical section of her lab. To her delight, Trinth was practicing some of his combat skills. She stood quietly in the doorway and watched intently as he went through his technique. He'd leap then dive, making slashing movements with his clenched fists at shadow opponents. His muscles tenseded and his body contorted with extraordinary flexibility.
"Traditional dagger battle skills of Calaban." Washu spoke, "It never fails to impress me how beautiful that deadly art is."
"Why thank you Madame Hakubi." Trinth replied, stopping his routine. "The House Milodon is the one house that still practices dagger combat in its purest form." He noticed the clothing she had draped over her arm. "Would it be presumptuious to believe those are intended for me?" he asked.
"Of course and you can just call me Little Washu." she said in a high, adorable voice.
"I owe you my life. I suppose that is fair enough a trade." he said slowly as he took the t-shirt and jeans from her. "If you wouldn't mind to much, Little Washu, I would prefer to dress in private."
Washu shrugged. "Oh, you're no fun." she pouted. "In case you're interested Trinth, your ship's in the main hangar by the lake. I haven't got around to repairing it yet, but the subspace generators are all intact and working fine."
"That's all I needed to know. Thank you for all your assistance. You and your friend, Detective Kuramitsu, have been all to kind."
"No problem. Just holler if you need anything." she called as she left the room.
After about ten minutes of struggling with getting the pants over his robust leg muscles, Trinth left the lab to retrieve basic items from his ship.
His thoughts continued in this fashion as he exited the lab. He found that the lab was connected to a small, rural home's living room.
Trinth's thoughts were interrupted by the call of his name rising from the sofa.
"Trinth." a worried girl's voice called. The puzzled Archduke walked over to the couch from where the voice came. He looked. It was the same girl who had rescued him from the wreckage of the Gilded Talon. She was sleeping and rather restlessly at that.
"Trinth!" her voice called again. The words were soaked in pain and desperation.
"Trinth! Don't die! Please. Don't go from me. No you can't kill him. Don't die. Trinth!" the young girl continued her pleading.
Dream or not, the kind-hearted knight couldn't stand watching this girl torment herself so much. Particularly on his behalf. He reached out and gently shook her shoulder.
"Wake up, dear lady." he spoke soothingly. "Please wake up." The girl's eyes fluttered open and met his own concerned gaze.
"By the falcon." he whispered in awe. Her eyes were the most brillant blue he'd ever seen. A pair of flawless sapphires, glowing with innocence and affection and, to his dismay, filling with tears.
"Trinth. I'm so glad it's you. I was afraid something had happened to you. There was this man and he'd come for you and there was nothing I could do an..."
"My dear lady. I believe you were in the midst of a nightmare." he mildy inferred. He extended his arm to her trembling form and stroked her furrowed brow. "You needn't fret over me. I am in perfect health, thanks to the impeccable work of you and your friend and I haven't any enemies in this system who know my location. So please, cease your tears." His words carried gentle, but firm orders. "Now, if my memory serves me, your name was Mihoshi. Correct?"
She nodded. "Good then. Now I must go to the main hangar to inspect my ship and retrieve some items from it. Unfortunately, I've not the least idea where the main hangar is. Would you mind taking me there?"
"Not at all." Mihoshi replied, "I'd be glad to help you in any way I can." Mihoshi could hardly believe what was happening. He was indeed the gentleman Grandfather had told her of. She rose up off of the couch and began to walk towards the front door. "This is the way. Follow me." she called to Trinth, motioning excitedly with her hands.
Trinth followed intently. Normally, he'd be wwary of such treatment. However, these two seemed genunine in their intent to help him. Their names also seemed to be familiar. He knew he'd heard them somewhere before. Just where was the question.
Mihoshi led him towards Funaho's lake. "Hangar open." she commanded. As she spoke there was a small buzzing noise that was soon accompanied by the opening of a large bay door.
"Hidden hangar. Not to shabby if I dare say." he commented.
"Come on." Mihoshi beckoned, "Your ship is right next to mine."
The pair walked down the hangar's hatchway into its main room. The room was brightly lit and was filled with the form of Mihoshi's ship, the Yagami which was dwarved in turn by the massive shape of Trinth's battle cruiser, Gilded Talon.
In the bright lights of the hangar, Trinth got his first truly good look at the girl who had saved his life. His first encouter with her was hazy in his memory. What he saw mesmerized him. She was incredibly beautiful. Golden blonde hair atop deeply tanned skin that flowed in generous, lovely curves. The more he looked, the more he found that enticed him. Long shapely legs, pert rounded breasts, inviting smile with sharply pointed teeth, pointed ears, and of course those wondrous jewel-like eyes.
Mihoshi caught his eyes traversing her figure.
Trinth noticed her uncomfortable appearance.
Mihoshi blinked. She did not expect that at all. She looked at the flustered knight. He was trying to focus on his ship. "Why don't we save that for later. For now let's take care of getting your stuff. Okay." she said, walking over to the Talon. As she passed him by she leaned over and gave him a small kiss on his cheek. "Thank you." she whispered into his ear.
Craeyst Raygal
