First Washu vanished and then Tenchi, Kiyone was dieing to know where the two had disappeared. Out of all the people living in the Misaki house it were those two that Kiyone could really stand and thought of as friends. Sasami may have been mature, but she was still a kid, so Kiyone couldn’t relate to her. Ryoko was too wild and her past as a criminal made Kiyone nervous about associating with her. Ayeka was too primped and refined to really talk with. Tenchi’s dad and grandfather were too old to have a real involvement with. And if anyone suggested Mihoshi as a friend to Kiyone, that person would be introduced to her fist quicker then you can say ‘Mihoshi you idiot!’ It wasn’t that she thought of Tenchi and Washu as better people then the weirdo of the Misaki house, she just felt that if she were marooned on a desert island, they’d be the best people for company. The fact that Tenchi was a cutie also played a small part in Kiyone’s affiliation with the boy. Don’t get Kiyone wrong, she wasn’t like Ayeka or Ryoko, pawing at the boy as if he were the last man in the galaxy. She just felt that I quick romp in the sack with the boy could be a blast for her. All that training he did in Kendo had given him a yummy body, with a six-pack that looked strong enough to break rocks on.
“Anyone seen Tenchi?” Kiyone asked the assembled people in the living room.
“I think I saw him head to Washu’s lab,” Tenchi’s father said thoughtfully. Nodding in thanks, Kiyone excused herself from the living room and walked to the door under the stairs that led to Washu’s lab. Cracking it open, Kiyone walked down the long dark stairway into the recesses of Washu’s lab. It still amazed her to see so many marvels of technology just lying around.
“Washu, are you here!” Kiyone screamed out expecting to hear a response from the engrossed brilliant mind. Hearing no response, Kiyone shrugged her shoulders. Washu was in a world of her own when she got into a working frenzy, she was probably so focused on her work that she didn’t hear Kiyone. Walking to the main area of the lab, where Washu worked on her latest experiments, much to Kiyone’s dismay she found no redhead.
“Where are you Washu?” Kiyone asked herself. Upon studying the empty room, Kiyone spotted some kind of strange gun lying on the floor. Wondering what it was, Kiyone picked the discarded firearm and inspected it thoroughly. It didn’t seem to have any cartridges, so it was probably not a conventional firearm. As carefully as she could, Kiyone turned the gun around, until the barrel was pointing at her. She was about to turn it around again when someone called out to her.
“Kiyone!” They screamed. Caught off guard, Kiyone fumbled with the gun and it went off in her face. The world disappeared and Kiyone found herself surrounded, in the nude by one huge clothe. Crawling out from the cloth, Kiyone found the world had grown around her, including the person that had caused the accident and was now walking to her.