Poke Muyo!
A Pokemon / Tenchi Muyo! Crossover
Written by Chris Robinson

- Chapter 3 -
No need for Discoveries

Ash finally made it back to Pallet Town. Now, they were standing on some insignifiacnt road on their way to Ash's house. His temporary companions, Tenchi, Ayeka, Sasami, Ryoko, Washu, and Mihoshi, would hopefuly get home with Professor Oak's help. Tenchi, Ayeka, Sasami, and Mihoshi were relieved. Ryoko could care less, except for the fact that Tenchi wanted to go. However, Washu didn't want to, and without her, they couldn't.

"What?" they exclaimed together.

"Nope," Washu shook her head no with her eyes closed. She looked back at her group, steadfast with her decision. "I don't want to go home."

Sasami walked up to her, with Ryo-ohki ever-present on her shoulder. Out of them all, she was scared the most. "Please, Washu? All of us want to go home."

She tried to comfort her with a smile, but the attempt was futile. "I'm sorry, Sasami. I would try and send you guys home, but I wouldn't be able to concentrate on making something for doing that."

"Miss Washu," Ayeka came up calm however firm. "And just what would you have us do? We don't have any place here to live and-"

Brock interjected. Odd, his face wasn't red before. "Oh, it's ok!" He put his arm around Ash's neck and pulled him in tightly and pointed a finger into the air. "I'm sure you could stay with us at Ash's house!"

Ayeka barely made a sound before Washu continued. "There, see? We can stay with him while we're here." There was something about the way she said while that caused them all to take notice. "What...? Did you think I'd just strand all of us here forever?" All those that knew her nodded in sync. She fell over. "I'll get us home eventually..." She straightened up. "Just, after I do the things I wanna do."

Brock lunged forward and clasped his hands around one of Ayeka's. I think his face is more red now than before. "And don't you worry, Miss Ayeka. I will remain ever vigilant by your side to see you through this terrible ordeal!" The smug look on his face gave him a hard slap by Ayeka's other hand.

As Brock laid on the ground with a river of tears flowing from his eyes, Misty stood where he just was, apologizing for him. "I'm really sorry for that, but you'll have to excuse him." They both looked at Brock simpatheticly. "He's got issues."

Over off the side of the road, Jessie, James, and Meowth were hiding behind three rocks. Even though noone noticed them, the fact that the rocks were cardboard cutouts made them stick out like sore thumbs. James peaked over the far left one. He laughed quietly as he ducked back down. "Twerps ahead, 12 o'clock." He gazed over to his two partners and then noticed the unsure look on Meowth's face. He didn't seem to be as focused on the brats as he thought he should be. "Meowth?"

"Does dis feel right to you guys?" He got a couple of blank stares. "I mean, we were just beaten and blown away, so why are we back so early?" They hmm'd. He was right. Something didn't feel right. What a nagging feeling. The three of them pulled out a book from behind their backs. Upon opening it, the title 'PokeMuyo! Script' was clearly seen emblazoned on the front.

They read for a bit before they gasped. James spoke up. "You're right! We're not even supposed to be in this chapter!"

Meowth scoffed. "How unfair is dat?"

They stood up and sighed. Grabbing their cardboard rock cutouts, they walked away downheartedly. "Looks like Team Rocket's been written off again..."

* * *

Ash could finally make out his house as he walked down the road. It's been almost a full year since he last saw it, and it looked just as welcoming and comforting as last time. He tried to suppress the urge to run, but he couldn't. He sped up to the house and onto the porch. Then he grabbed the doorknob and turned it. Or he would have, but it wouldn't move. He peered into the window as Brock and the others caught up.

"It's locked," Ash stated. "I guess we'll have to wait 'til my mom gets home." Everyone moaned. Their feet were dying from all the walking and stuff. They resigned themselves to sitting right where they were.

Washu also sat, but she was far from tired. She again looked at Pikachu, who sat next to Ash on his front steps. She still hadn't gotten her hands on him yet. She was being driven nuts by that fact. She stood up and walked over to him. She was going to attempt this again. "Hey Ash," she started calmly enough. When Pikachu realized where she was, he immediately jumped behind Ash, opposite her. He kept his head in view to watch her. Ash turned to her. "I tried to ask you before if," she hesitated, almost afraid of being told no. "If I could study your pokemon."

"Study my pokemon?" he wasn't so much afraid but more inquirious. "What for?"

"Where we come from, there are no such things as pokemon," she explained. "Also, I can sense something about him." She nodded towards Pikachu. "But I can't be sure of what that is unless I study it."

Ash and Pikachu looked at each other. There was obvious fear in Pikachu's eyes. Something that got Ash conerned. "What would you do with them?"

Dumb question. "I'd probably just check it's bio-molecular make-up, DNA code fragments, various fluid levels, and physical properties." If Ash could've looked more confused, it would be a miracle.

"Hey, don't worry," Tenchi chimed in. "She's done that to me. I'm still here, so there's really nothing to worry about." Ash met Pikachu's eyes once again. They no longer displayed the fear they once did, but he still seemed unsure.

* * *

The two seemed to be in a room that closely resembled her lab, except it was much more baren and smaller. Washu had Ash's five pokeballs setting in a tray over on a table, with some kind of readings being taken. Pikachu was hooked up to some crazy contraption that held him a few feet in the air. Something had his ears stretched out. There were a couple metal polls touching his electric sacks. Hey, are those supposed to go there? Ow, that can't be comfortable. Eww...

Washu sat on her floating cushion, typing away at her computer. "Hmm."

"Pika?" Pikachu could barely move his mouth to ask, as things were pulling his lips out.

Washu smiled at him. "You definately are a strange one." She got up and walked over. She looked at his body and poked him in the stomach a couple times. "Your moleculazation patterns seem to be more invariable than those of the others. One of those pokeballs would have difficult time reorganizing your body to fit inside it." She looked at his face, showing some slight simpathy. "I bet it must physically hurt you to be in one of them, huh?" He nodded, finally someone understood. She walked back to her computer and sighed. "But why?" Then she proceeded to type on her computer.

After a while, she turned to Pikachu again. "Okay. Now, I need you to do an electric attack." He complied, if only to get this done and over with quicker. The metal rods by his cheeks were able to absorb all the energy as he released it. With a new yellow light source, she looked at her computer again, watching the info on the monitor intently. "Hmm..." She eyed him before fixing her view back on the computer. "Very strange indeed." He stopped after being motioned too. She stood up, and walked over to the table. "Now, I have one more test to do." He stopped after being motioned too. She stood up, and walked over to the table. "Now, I have one more test to do."

She picked up a small cup, oddly labled 'sample', off the table and took the top off. She walked over to Pikachu, leaned down, and then she... What the hell!? I can't write that! Umm... And she, uh... does something.

Pikachu wasn't sure if he should like or dislike her actions, but he was most definately in awe about it. It was the first time anything like this has ever happened to him. It felt arous- Oops! I mean interesting... Yeah, that's it, interesting. "It's okay, Pikachu," she comforted over the panting and tiny noises that escaped from his mouth. As she continued, he started to get a funny feeling. Now what...? Umm. Aww, damn! There's no way I can write something like that in this story! *deep sigh* She waited while he finished, then popped the top back on the cup. Pikachu continued his panting while she walked back over and set the cup on the table.

Suddenly, a door appeared over on an otherwise normal wall. It opened up, revealing a slightly amazed Ash standing in front of Ayeka. As they walked in, Ash noticed Pikachu in the rather uncomfortable position he was in. "Pikachu!?" He ran over. "Are you okay?"

"Pika," he responded weakly with a grin.

Ash turned to Washu. "Are-are you almost done with him?" His worry coming to surface after seeing what he saw.

"I'm just finishing up now." She stepped over to the terminal and presssed some buttons. The contraption that had it's grip on Pikachu lowered then released him onto the ground. Because of the last 'test', he was too weak to stand, so Ash picked him up and craddled him.

"Washu," Ayeka started, looking around the facilities. "This looks like your lab." But she had said before that they couldn't get home yet. Confusion had set in. "But-"

Washu responded before she finished asking. "Yes, it does, doesn't it. Actually, this is just a storage room I had tucked away." Ayeka looked at her. "I don't have much in here, but it's kinda like a second lab to me." Washu picked up the tray of Ash's pokeballs and handed them to him.

"Oh, well, it's getting late."

"Yeah," Ash said. "My mom just got home from the circus and she's waiting to meet you."

* * *

Sasami had insisted that she make dinner for Mrs. Ketchum as a thank-you for her hospitality. The meal was Ash, Misty, and Brock's first taste of real japanese food, no thanks to 4Kids. She was pleased that they liked it. Pikachu consciously stayed away from Ryo-ohki. Ryo-ohki, by the way, hadn't eaten a single carrot all day. Something she wasn't at all happy about. Ayeka and Ryoko had their usual spat over Tenchi right afterwards that nearly destroyed the house and almost killed everyone in it. Nothing out of the ordinary, really.

* * *

That night, everyone had to sleep in the living room, seems how there was no internal structure left to the house. But by being in this new place, Sasami had hoped that it would help keep her nightmares away. She got lucky the first night, but alas, the second night was not so forgiving. She dreamt.

She knew she was dreaming, but there wasn't anything for her to see or hear. "Hello?" she called out, only to be responded to by an echo. After a moment, she heard something else.

"Pikachu!" It was Ash's voice yelling out. He and Pikachu formed in her view. Pikachu was laying down a fair distance away from Ash. Then she could see the ground. They were on an island, or more appropriately, a mountain sticking out of the ocean. It was verticaly smaller than the other two that could be seen behind them. All three were covered with snow. "Pikachu! Look out!" Pikachu raised his head and gasped. Sasami turned her head to see what they were looking at. She wished she hadn't.

She could see a bird, but it was bigger and darker than anything she'd seen before. Added to that, there was only one thing she could feel from it. Pure evil. It's eyes told horror stories of pain and anguish. Then it charged up, obviously for an electric-type attack. A thick thunder bolt shot out from it and hit Pikachu, full force. "Pikachu!" Ash cried out and Sasami screamed.

She snapped awake, gasping for breath. After a few deep breaths, she got herself calmed down. She hated those dreams. They were always a premonition for something. She looked over to Ash, with Pikachu curled up on him. There was something dangerous ahead for them. But what? She's didn't want to worry about things like this, being only a little girl and all. She layed back down and hoped to sleep the rest of the night peacefully. She did.

* * *

The next morning brought with it a familiar Dodrio call. Being the one with sensitive ears, Pikachu was the first awakened by it. He sat up and then realized that he was no longer on Ash. In fact, Ash didn't seem to be anywhere in the house. He looked out the front window and saw the back of a familiar red and white cap. He walked over and opened the front door. Ash was standing in the middle of the 'road', staring straight towards the sun as he let a small breeze push his hair and clothes backwards.

Pikachu took a hop to the edge of the porch. "Pikapi?" The only response Ash gave was a dip to his head. Pikachu leapt out the rest of the way to him. He watched for any sign of acknowledgement.

Ash just raised his head back towards the sun. "The Pokemon League is gonna start in a few months, Pikachu." Finally understanding, Pikachu looked to the sun also. "After we go to Professor Oak's later today, we have to start our training." Pikachu nodded.

Misty was the next one to wake up. She stood on the porch just watching the the two. There was no way she couldn't admire their determination. There really wasn't away anybody couldn't. "Ash?"

Her voice got him and Pikachu to turn around. The air in Ash's lungs made a quick escape. "Misty...?" He barely got that statement turned into a question. The way the sun reflected off the window behind her and how it lit her face... It was indescribable. He didn't know how or why, but the sun suddenly became ten degrees hotter. His face muscles immediately lost the ability to move and I think his skin tone went off a little. He immediately turned back around to try and let his facial features return to normal, or as close as possible anyway.

Pikachu continued to look at Misty until Ryo-Ohki came out onto the porch beside her. He spotted her and, instantly fearful, jumped away, behind Ash's legs. Ryo-Ohki kind of expected a reaction like that, so she wasn't too upset over it. Still, she gave him a friendly meow as a peace offering. Pikachu didn't respond.

Ash knew about his pokemon's feelings about her, so he picked him up and pet his head. "It's alright, Pikachu. I know that thing scares you."

"I don't know what he thinks is so scary about her," Misty said calmly enough before bending down and picking her up. "I think she's kinda cute." Misty giggled at it, to which it meowed happily back.

"Well, Pikachu doesn't," he retorted semi-snobbishly. "So don't bring her over here."

"Oh, come on, Ash," she replied setting her free wrist on her hip. "He's not gonna get over his fear by having you keep them apart!"

"And why should he get over it?" he yelled. "If he doesn't like her, there's no reason to push them together!"

As they continued yelling back and forth, Ryoko watched from inside the house. Every other time one of them would yell, they inadvertantly took a step towards each other. She smirked, before ending up with a giggle.

Ayeka walked up from behind, not at all pleased of her attitude. "And what's so funny about that, Ryoko?"

She looked to her. "I think it should be obvious, Ayeka." She turned back to the two outside and giggled again. "Just listen to what they're arguing about."

"If two people don't like each other," Ash continued, "they wouldn't want to hang around each other all the time!"

"I know that!" Misty returned. "But I'm sure he'd get along with her if he just tried!"

Full of surprise by what she was hearing, Ayeka couldn't help but giggle herself. "From what I know," Ryoko started. "I think they've just summed up themselves nicely."

Ayeka forced her giggles under control. "I agree. Too bad they can't see it themselves."

"Well, why don't we just go out there and tell 'em?"

Ayeka looked at her. "No. Just let them be."

"Why?" she responded with a hint of annoyance.

"Because it's not our place to interfere!" Ayeka added a bit of anger to the statement.

"And why not?" She shot back, fully enraged.

"Because I said so!" With that, Ayeka raised her hand up and brought it hard across Ryoko's face. SLAP! Ryoko gasped in complete shock. Then she returned the favor. SLAP! Thunder rumbled.

"So you wanna play rough, huh?" Ryoko floated towards the middle of the house, forming an energy ball between her hands. She shot it at Ayeka who promptly dodged, causing it to crash through the front window. The resulting explosion outside jarred Ash and Misty from the standing position they were in, effectively ending their argument. Ayeka charged out the front door while Ryoko flew through what was left of the window. From the air, she shot more energy balls at Ayeka.

While she was dodging, Tenchi, Brock, Mrs. Ketchum, Sasami, and Mihoshi ran out to watch the commotion. "Oh no," Tenchi muttered. "Not again."

After a few more shots, Ayeka tripped. Ryoko smirked, as Ayeka looked back up and glared at her. She was about to ready another energy blast, when numerous mini-logs appeared around her. Somehow, they managed to keep her from attacking.

Ayeka stood up. "So you dare to defy me, do you?" she sternly said. "Then you shall suffer the consequences!"

"There," Washu was heard saying from in the house. Everyone's curiosity forced them to look. "That should do it." Suddenly, a intense light shot out from every window and opening of the house. The mini-logs surrounding Ryoko disintergrated in the light. This let her float down to the ground to watch the house with everybody else. The light then slowly faded away.

Everbody just stared. The house was still there and there didn't seem to be any added damage, but the glare on the window blocked them from seeing inside. Wait, the window? What the-? Everyone ran up to the front door and Ash flung it open. What they saw made them gasp.

They saw walls, standing where they had been before, pictures on those walls, and furniture. All of which were in perfect condition. Washu stepped over and faced them. "Well, what do you think?" Everyone was speachless. "I think it's a pretty good job, if I do say so myself." She glared at Ayeka and Ryoko. "Next time though, I think you two should watch what you say at the dinner table. I can't go cleaning up after you everytime that happens." They gave her their traditional 'look-of-death'.

Washu walked over to Ash. "If you don't mind, I have one more favor to ask you."

"Uhh... Sure, what?" he asked slightly unsure himself this time.

She pointed to herself with both hands. "Will you call me Little Washu?" Everyone promptly fell over.

"Pipi-Kachu..." Pikachu whispered, stupified.

Now that everyone's heading towards Professor Oak's lab, will Washu be able to keep her promise and send everyone home? And now that Team Rocket can return, what trouble will they start? ...huh? Washu's going where? Next time:

Chapter 4: No need for an Ending
It's questionably the end