Hi!  Well, here's the beginning of my newest fan-fic: a crossover of 
Tenchi-Muyo! and Ah! Megami-sama!.  Very interesting. . .
	I would appreciate any constructive C&C, but please send it to 
ffml@fanfic.com and send a carbon copy to me.  In fact, one of the reasons I 
joined this mailing list was *for* C&C, but I'm pretty much not getting any.
	ANYway, Tenchi-Muyo! and Ah! Megami-sama! are (c) someone else and 
anything pertaining to them (i.e., the anime, the manga, the characters, the 
storyline) is also (c) someone else!
	<Example> indicates a thought.
	*Example* indicates an accented word.


Ah! Megami-sama Muyo!
(Ah! No Need For My Goddess!)
~ Chapter 1: the Goddess of Kindness ~

	Jeez.  Why do I always get stuck doing this?  I hate answering other 
people's messages.
	"Yeah, ok, I'll tell my grandpa," I said into the phone.  The person 
on the other side thanked me, and hung up.
	It's not as if he (that is to say, my grandpa) didn't have a phone of 
his own in that shrine of his.  The Masaki Shrine.  My grandpa is the one who 
founded it.  He just liked to play jokes on my dad and I.  That's why he told 
everyone our phone number instead of his.  And now, look. . .  My dad's (who 
happens to be an architect) is sitting in his office designing houses on a 
weekend, and I'm stuck at home doing nothing.  Nothing but answering the 
phone and getting no calls for myself.
	Not like I'd want to, anyway.  My dad's always harping about me 
getting a girlfriend, and I think he wants one for himself.  He's what I'd 
call the complete opposite of a 'lady killer.'  Yeesh.  I'd rather he 
remember what Mom was like and forget about new love interests.  She died 
when I was very little.  Of course, I'm not totally against the idea of 
getting a girlfriend. . .  It's just my dad's sick ideas of peeping and stuff 
that bother me.
	Leaning against the wall, I picked up the phone again to call my 
grandpa.  He wouldn't like it if I didn't give him his messages.  I dialed 
his number from memory.
	"Hello!  You have reached the Goddess Technical Helpline," a feminine 
voice answered.
	What?  Did I dial one of the numbers incorrectly or something?
	"One of our associates will be with you shortly to grant your access 
request."
	"My request?  What the--"
	"Konbawa," a woman said, coming out of the mirror attached to the 
wall behind me.  "What is your desire?"
	I screamed and backed away.  What the heck was going on?  How could a 
woman come out of the mirror?  For all my efforts at escaping, I crashed into 
a bunch of stuff in our den and hindered my quick exit.
	"Hello?  Oh, dear," the woman said.  She had pink eyes and really 
pretty blue hair that looked like it was very soft, and lots of bangs.  Her 
hair was really long, too, and tied in two pigtails.  I thought her pink eyes 
looked kinda strange, but what made them look even weirder was the fact that 
she had pink irises and dark pink pupils.  "Are you all right?"
	I tried answering her to put her at ease, because she looked worried 
about me.  Unfortunately, all I could say was "W-wh-whaaaa. . . . . ."
	"Forgive me for not introducing myself.  I am the Goddess of 
Kindness."
	"G-g-g-g-goddess?" I managed to utter.  I pushed myself up and sat 
down at the coffee table.
	"Yes, my name is Tsunami.  Here's my card," she said, pushing a 
business card across to me.  "We specialize in helping people with problems, 
like you.  I am here because we received a system access request from you by 
telephone."
	"H-help me?  Uh, like how?"  A goddess with a business card?  Yeah, 
right!
	"By granting you a wish.  However, I must warn you that you may only 
receive one wish."
	"A wish?  For anything at all?!"
	"Yes, of course.  If you want to be a billionaire, we'll take care of 
it.  In fact, if you wanted to destroy the world, we could do that too.  
However, we prefer to avoid doing business with that sort of customer.  
Usually, the demons talk to those folk.  But I'm digressing -- go ahead, ask 
for something you like."
	Wow.  Was I dreaming?  I'll bet anything that this was a joke set up 
by my dad and grandpa.  Yeah, that had to be it -- they were so upset since I 
couldn't get a girlfriend that they sent this beautiful woman into my room.  
And as for the mirror, they must have drilled a hole in our wall and then 
replaced it when I wasn't looking.
	"Why do you believe this is a joke?  I'm quite serious, this is not."
	"Whoa!  How'd you know what I was. . . ?"
	"As a goddess, I'm incapable of lying.  Besides, why do you say you 
never have good fortune with women?"
	"Can't you tell by just looking at me?  At this house?"
	"No. . ."
	"Let's stand up for a second.  And come over to the window."  She 
followed me, and I gestured at the surrounding scenery.  "If you were a girl 
-- uh, scratch that part.  Well, if you were a *mortal* girl, would you come 
to a house built next to a shabby shrine deep in the mountains?  There's 
plenty of girls, all right. . .  82-years-old, that is.  Nothing but wrinkly, 
dried-up old mummies."
	". . ." she said.
	"I think you've got it," I said after a pause.
	"I'm sorry. . .  I still don't understand.  Why would that deprive 
you of luck with women?"
	<Oh, man!  She's not kidding!  She really doesn't get it?>
	"Well, then. . .  I may as well make my wish," I said instead.
	"Have you decided on one?" she said, her face lighting up with joy.
	"I want a goddess like you . . . to be with me, always!"  She gasped, 
and took a step back.
	<Heh. . .  Just as I thought.  It's all a joke.>  "Crazy wish, huh?" 
I said aloud.  "I knew this was all some big hoax."  I turned around.  "Even 
if you were really a goddess, I bet you couldn't grant that wish."
	She was silent again.  Oops, I must have offended her.  But then I 
heard some rumbling, and the house started shaking.
	"Huh?" I said, looking back at her.  She was illuminated in blue 
light, and was . . . floating?!  How the heck did she manage that?!  The two 
round circles on her forehead were glowing, too, and growing bigger and 
brighter, until a flash of lightning tore through our house.
	"W-wait!  I was just kidding!" I yelled, but the noise completely 
drowned me out.  The flash of lightning hit her forehead right where the two 
circles were, then disappeared almost as quickly as everything had begun.  
After every thing was over, she began to fall.
	"Hang on!" I called, then dove in to catch her.  Ouch.  Her eyes were 
closed, so I guess she must have fainted when all the stuff had happened.
	"Uhhhh. . ." she moaned, waking up.  "May I use your phone?"
	"Huh?  Sure, go ahead. . ."  
	She dialed at a rapid pace.  "Hello, this is Tsunami. . .  Yes, I 
know that.  No, it's about that last transfer.  It's final?  All right.  
Bye."  She hung up.
	"Er. . .  Is something wrong?" I asked.
	"No, actually, I'm happy to report that the wish you made has been 
accepted into the system.  Once a wish has been filed and archived, it 
acquires tremendous force.  Nobody can resist it."
	"Already accepted, huh?  That's. . .  WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'IT'S BEEN 
ACCEPTED'?!  THAT'S CRAZY!!  Isn't there some way you can cancel it?"
	"I'm afraid not, and I've already explained to you why.  I have very 
little power compared to your wish, but my power is very strong, anyway.  
Don't worry, my job for the Goddess Technical Helpline is over, now.  I'll be 
here with you from now on."
	"Uh, yeah, well, that's great. . ." I mumbled.  "But you see, there's 
a problem.  My dad and grandpa probably won't like you being here.  I don't 
know what their policy on bringing women into to the house is."
	"Oh, there won't be a problem.  Don't you see?"
	"There won't?  Why?" I asked.
	"I'm not a woman, I'm a goddess!" she replied.
	"THAT'S NOT THE POINT!" I yelled.  "Couldn't you just . . . make 
yourself scarce until I can talk to them about it?"
	"Oh, dear. . .  I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we can't be separated.  
That's the power of your wish.  It might cause trouble if we aren't together. 
. ."
	I grabbed her by the shoulders.  "What kind of trouble?!"
	Then, I heard the front door open.  "Tenchi, I'm home!  Is your 
grandpa still up in the shrine?  Boy, I had a hard day.  Tenchi?"
	"That's my dad!  C'mon, let's go."  I pulled Tsunami up into my room 
by the wrist.
	"But--" she said.
	"Shh!  Be quiet!" I said, shutting the door.  "Just . . . hide, or 
something.  He'll freak out when he sees an older woman in the house."  I 
left the door open to a slit so I could keep a lookout for him.
	"Older woman?  I can fix that."  I felt a breeze of wind in the room, 
and I knew my windows were closed.
	"What?  Where did that wind come--" I said, turning back to look at 
her.
	"How do you do?  My name is Sasami," a little 8-year-old girl (who 
was standing where Tsunami had been) said.
	"Aah!"  I fell over.  "Wh-where did you come from?"
	"Hey!  Keep the noise down up there!" I heard my dad call.
	"Well, you said your father didn't want older ladies in the house.  
I'm not an older lady anymore!  But I'm still a goddess."
	"That's not going to help at all!"
	"I thought you wanted us to be quiet?" she said.
	I kept my mouth shut this time.  Aw, jeez. . .  As if this wasn't bad 
enough. . .  Now my dad's going to think I'm hitting on a kid almost a decade 
younger than me!
	I hadn't known it at the time, but my dad had already peeped through 
the other side of the small slit between the door and the door frame I'd left 
open.  Later, he told me that if he was my mom, he would have barged in.  
Instead (and I quote), he 'left us alone so I could pursue my own destiny in 
the arts of. . .'  Well, never mind what he'd said.
	"I think we're safe. . ." I said, looking back through the door 
(after my dad had already left).
	"Ok, Tenchi," Sasami said.
	"How'd you know my name?"
	"Silly, I make it a point to know my customer's name before I arrive 
for a consultation.  Besides, your father called you Tenchi when he walked 
into your house."  She smiled.  She sure was cute as a little girl.
	"Yeah, well, there's gotta be a way to explain to my dad how you got 
here."
	"Don't worry, the power of your wish will keep us together forever, 
just like you asked."
	My lucky day. . .

~ End of Chapter 1 ~