Well, you've seen this before, but I've rewritten some stuff thanks 
to Doug (dougmacd@dougmacd.net), and I think it's better, though I'm still 
having a hard time describing things.  That's another reason why I joined 
this list.  I think the main reason is because I write like it's an anime or 
manga, which need no descriptions at all because you can see the scenery for 
yourself.  I'm really trying to work on that part. . .  I need a thesaurus!  
If you want to send your own C&C to me, I am on vacation mode (to avoid 
overloading my inbox) so please send me a carbon copy.
	Another thing: Doug (is it OK if I use your name?) commented that I 
shouldn't use -- at the beginning of a line, but I'm afraid that's what 
happens when AOL stuff gets sent through the FFML.  It looks different on my 
website.  And for the other thing you said, Tenchi-Muyo! Ryo-oh-ki means "No 
Need for Tenchi! This End Up".  I don't know why Ryo-oh-ki translates to 
that, because it's supposed to be a pun off Ryoko's name, "Demon Caller," 
because Ryo-ohki means "Demon Carrier".
	Plus, I wasn't sure what Tenchi-Muyo! and Ah! Megami-sama! were (c) 
by, but I have them now, so please don't sue!
	Tenchi-Muyo! (c) AIC * Pioneer LDC, Inc.
	Oh My Goddess! (c) by Kousuke Fujishima, Kodansha, TBS and KSS Films.
 

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 Grandpa," I said into the phone.  The man 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.  Grandpa's the one who 
founded it.  He just liked to play jokes on my Dad and me.  ***I've always 
thought if someone said "my dad," it meant you weren't supposed to capitalize 
it, only when someone says something like "Yeah, Dad's cool."  Oh well.***  
That's why he told everyone our phone number instead of his.  And now, look. 
. .  My Dad, who's 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, although 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 female 
voice answered.
	What?  Did I dial a number incorrectly or something?
	"One of our associates will be with you shortly to grant your access 
request."
	"My request?  What the--"
	"Good evening," 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 a mirror?  For all my efforts at escaping, I crashed into a 
bunch of stuff in our den and hindered my quick exit.  Getting rained on by 
heavy objects doesn't feel that great.  It was all my Dad's crap, mostly.  
Piles of books, magazines, boxes, papers...  He's not exactly a neat-freak.
	"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 short bangs 
that parted from the middle and curled directly above her eyes.  Her hair was 
really long, too, and tied in two ponytails.  Her hair was the color of the 
sky, but perhaps a bit greener.  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 alright?"
	She looked worried, so I tried answering her.  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 stutter.  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 will 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.  But 
I'm digressing -- go ahead, ask for whatever you'd 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, it isn't."
	"Whoa!  How'd you know what I was...?"
	"As a Goddess, I can hear your thoughts.  I am also incapable of 
lying.  And why does your father wish for you to have a girlfriend so badly?"
	"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, alright...  82-years-old, that is.  Nothing but wrinkly, 
dried-up old mummies.  He's worried I'll never find anybody."
	"..."
	"I think you've got it."
	"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 *really* were a Goddess, I bet you couldn't even 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 brighter, 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 groaned, waking up.  "May I use your phone?"
	"Huh?  Sure, go ahead..."  
	She dialed rapidly.  "Hello, this is Tsunami...  Yes, I know that.  
No, it's about that last transfer.  It's final?  Alright.  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."
	"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?  Change 
it?  Give me a refund?  An exchange?  ....Do I even get a receipt...?"  Ok, 
Tenchi, calm down, you're losing it!
	"I'm afraid not.  Once a wish has been filed and archived, it 
acquires tremendous force.  Nobody can resist it.  Though my power is strong, 
it is nothing when compared ***or how 'bout "in comparison"?*** to your wish. 
 As for a receipt...  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 are gonna think I've been luring women into the 
house and seducing them...  Plus, my Dad might want you for himself."
	"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.
	"Oh, dear...  Do you mean he might want to take me away from you?  
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.  "Trouble?!  What kind of trouble?!"
	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 hits on all the older women I know, so I gotta keep you safe 
from him."  I left the door open to a slit so I could keep a lookout for him.
	"Older women?  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 yelled, falling 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 one 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 Mom had seen the two of us, she 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 now," 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