Ayeka was blocking Ryoko’s blows when Sasami noticed something that had gone unnoticed by everyone.
“Where’s Tenchi?” The question broke Ayeka’s concentration and her force field weakened enough for Ryoko to break through and get in a solid hit to Ayeka’s chin. Ayeka was thrown back by the blow and went flying out of the house via through the front door. She collided with the floor hard and skidded to a halt after a few seconds of sliding over the hard dirt ground. Stumbling to her feet, Ayeka shook her head to get rid of her wooziness. She glared over at Ryoko, who was standing in the doorframe to the front door.
“Getting a little slow princess,” Ryoko teased as she lazily looked at the downed girl with a smirk.
“Shut up, didn’t you hear Sasami? Tenchi’s gone.” Ryoko snapped to attention and rushed back into the house to find her one true love. Weakly, Ayeka followed, holding her back in pain from the rough landing she had taken. Ryoko floated up through the ceiling and came out through the floorboards of the second level of the house in Tenchi’s room. She looked franticly for him, but saw no Tenchi. Without a second to spare, she teleported herself back to the dinning room. When she without warning popped into the dining room, Mihoshi spit up her miso all over Kiyone. Sheepishly Mihoshi handed a napkin to her partner with an embarrassed smile. Kiyone sneered and ripped the napkin from Mihoshi’s hand and wiped the saliva and soup from her face
“Where’s Tenchi?” Ryoko franticly cried as she looked at everyone for an answer. Then she noticed that not everyone was here.
“Where’s my mother?” Ryoko practically hissed the word ‘mother’ as she looked copiously for the redheaded menace.
“I saw her drag Tenchi away while you were fighting,” Mihoshi said as she took another gulp of her miso. Before she could swallow, Ryoko zipped in front of her and hoisted her up by the shirt. The unexpected jerk made Mihoshi spit up her miso again. For some strange reason even though Mihoshi was face to face with Ryoko, the soup went flying past Ryoko’s face and splashed squarely onto Kiyone’s forehead.
“I’m out of here!” Kiyone screamed as she trudged out of the dinning room, not bothering to wipe the mess off her face. Everyone blankly watched Kiyone stomp past Ayeka who was just getting her bearings back after her wipeout. Ryoko’s attention returned to Mihoshi who was dangling from her hands a foot over the diner table.
“Where did that woman take my Tenchi?” Ryoko asked again, flames leaping from her eyes as she stared down Mihoshi. Seeing Ryoko in such a murderous rage, Ayeka decided to reframe from mentioning that Tenchi wasn’t hers.
“I think she took him to his room,” Mihoshi quickly answered. She may not of been as smart as a turnip, but even she could see the rage boiling in Ryoko.
“Then you think wrong dummy. I went to Tenchi’s room and you know what I saw? Zip, nada, nothing, it was empty just like your head.” Ryoko through Mihoshi to the floor, she wouldn’t get any helpful information from the ditzy blonde. Washu had taken her Tenchi so she could sink her claws into the poor unfortunate boy. She had to save her Tenchi before that bitch took his innocence by force.
“Come on,” Ryoko beckoned Ayeka to follow her. “She had to have taken him to her lab, we’ll find him and then Washu will wish that Kagato still had her imprisoned.” Ayeka followed behind as they ran to Washu’s laboratory, not aware that Washu had taken Tenchi to somewhere that even they could not get to.