Here's Part 2, after a looooooong delay.  Part 1 is available
at Karsten's site, http://www.io.com/~ksethre/fics/uytsy.htm
and 2 will go there when I've sent it to the rest of Fred's
list.

Please give C&C.  I know this isn't a popular series, and the 
continuity's a bitch, but wtf.

And so...


Urusei Yatsura - The Senior Year:  "Alternate Lum-san III:  Repercussions" 
Part 2
by Sean Gaffney
gaffney@iconn.net
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Edited by James Bateman, Fred Herriot, E.B. Kushnir, Nicholas Leifker 
and Sebastian Weinberg
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A side story based on the fan fiction stories in turn based on "Urusei 
Yatsura", created by Rumiko Takahashi
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IN THE FIRST PART OF "ALTERNATE LUM-SAN III:  REPERCUSSIONS", we discover 
that if you take the second letter of the third word of each paragraph, 
you get an extra scene featuring Tobimaro Mizunokoji, Yuukiki Seishin, and 
a large summer squash.  Really.  But you didn't hear it from me.

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And so...ON WITH THE SHOW!!!

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	Benten sat on the couch and forced herself not to move.

	Over the past few hours she had moved in an ever decreasing circle.  
She had gone from staring out of the window to waiting at the front door to 
checking on Kokeru, and then back again.  Finally, she threw herself on the 
couch, wrapped her arms around her legs, and forced herself to be still.

	The Ataru from the other universe had thrown her life into such 
turmoil.  It was not especially wonderful, but...it wasn't all that bad 
either.  She had eventually realized what a good person Ataru was, his 
kindness and his caring.  What made it even more amazing was that she came 
to this realization during the liberation, when the *saikoo jinseijitsu* 
had slaughtered so many.

	She shuddered, thinking of the other Ataru, the one she had met 
recently.  She had spotted the differences right away, but was unsure if he 
had just experienced another memory loss.  This Ataru, however, shook her to 
the very core of her being.  There was so much life in him.  It seemed to 
flow out of every pore.  In quick succession, he pulled Benten out of her 
mind-numbing rut; he restored Lum and Shinobu to life; he gave Sakura back 
her mind.  And, for his final act, he was attempting to convince the 
Niphentaxians to leave this planet in peace.

	Benten sighed.  Her Ataru, the one she addressed as "Darling," 
copying Lum's term for him, would have done none of this.  He permitted the 
past to influence him, living here in this tiny box, when he could have 
anything he wanted.  Benten suspected that his routine was one of the few 
things that held him together.

	She wondered what it would be like when he returned.

	As if in answer to her thoughts, the door opened, and Ataru strode 
in.  He was alone, so Benten flew into his arms.  "Darling, you're safe!"  
Suddenly she remembered that this was not her Ataru.  She pulled back and 
looked away in embarrassment.  "Sorry, Ataru-kun, but I..."  Then she 
noticed the pain in his eyes, pain that had never really gone away.  She 
gasped.  "It's you, isn't it?  I mean..."

	Ataru finished for her.  "I know what you mean.  Yes, it's me."

	Delighted, Benten hugged him again.  "Oh, Darling, don't ever do 
that to me again!  I was worried sick about you!"

	Ataru hugged her back briefly, but it was clear that his mind was 
elsewhere.  "Pack," he told her.  "Bring enough for a week or two."

	Benten was stunned.  Was this really her Darling, who had not been 
out of Tomobiki since the trials?  "Wh-where are we going?"

	Ataru sighed.  "Lum has been taken into custody.  She's going to 
be tried at the Hague for her war crimes.  We're going to make sure that, 
in spite of feelings against her, she's given a fair trial."

	"Is that possible?  There are so many people who want Lum dead...
and justifiably, too!" she added, looking at Ataru's glare.  He never let 
her forget her own part in the invasion, even though she was no longer 
the young, cocky girl she was then.

	"I'm hoping Lum's help in getting the Niphentaxians away from 
Earth will reduce her sentence a bit.  I'll suggest that they make her 
my servant, as they did with you."

	Benten gasped as if she had been slapped.  She quickly turned 
away, not wanting Ataru to see her face.  "I...of course, I understand.  
Well, if you'll excuse me, I'll get Kokeru ready for the trip."

	And with that, she fled the room.  Misery washed over her as she 
left, one thought echoing through her mind...*He doesn't love me!*

                *    *    *

	The plane flew over the Pacific, heading for America.  Ataru 
tapped his feet impatiently.  Even with the fastest jet available, it 
would take eighteen hours to get to the Netherlands.  *I wish we could 
fly over Russia,* Ataru thought.  Some things stayed the same, even 
after an alien invasion.

	Ataru looked over at Benten, who slept on a couch on the other 
side of the plane, near Kokeru.  She had been strangely silent since 
they began this trip and she had fallen asleep soon after lift-off.  
Watching her face. Ataru could see that her sleep was not a peaceful 
one.

	He sighed.  Benten was just one of his problems.  What was he 
going to do now?  No matter how hard he fought to avoid it, life was 
catching up with him.  Perhaps he needed to move on, to establish a new 
future for himself.

	But he did not want to go it alone.  So who would come and 
share his future?  He had wanted it to be Shinobu.  But she found 
reasons not to discuss it with him, promising to talk later.  That left 
him feeling confused.  So he decided to ask her again.  However, he 
found her locked in an embrace with another woman, the Vosian Ataru had 
seen on the bridge earlier.  He left before they could see him.

	His memories of the *saikoo jinseijitsu* had never gone away, 
even during his worst memory lapse.  The database program had taken 
great delight informing Shinobu of his bond with Lum, and suggesting 
that Ataru never loved Shinobu in the first place.  It was a lie, but 
the pain in Shinobu's eyes had been devastating.

	So, he could not begrudge Shinobu her choice of someone else.  
He did, however, want to talk to her, to assure her that he would 
always love her.

	He then turned to Benten.  He had no idea what to do with her.  
She could not return to her home planet and it was too dangerous for 
her to live unprotected on Earth.  Ataru remembered his first major 
memory lapse.  At the end of those six days, his body had collapsed in 
shock.  Benten had taken him to a hospital, where the medical personnel 
had drawn the wrong conclusion.  Ataru had awakened just in time to 
prevent Benten from being strung up for attempted murder.  It took him 
a while to convince the authorities that she had not tried to kill him.

	So Benten had to remain with him, for the time being at least.  
He sighed.  This was not going to be easy.

	Ataru drifted off into sleep and dreamed, for the first time 
in over a year, of a green-haired girl with horns.

                *    *    *

	Disembarking, Ataru and Benten were surprised to find Nassur 
waiting for them.  Although he talked directly to Ataru, he avoided 
looking at Benten.

	"Ataru, come quickly," he said.

	"What's the matter?  The trial isn't for another three days!"  
Ataru could sense the worry behind the voice, though it was disguised.

	Nassur just moved off, forcing Ataru to follow as best he 
could.  Benten struggled to keep up.  To make matters worse, Kokeru 
stirred and began crying in her arms.

	"Lum's been poisoned."

                *    *    *

	The hospital room was stark, almost empty of personnel.  
"Where is everyone?" Ataru asked.

	"The staff refuses to treat Lum," Nassur reported.  "She would 
have died if Junba hadn't found an antidote from 'Renegade's' computer.  
When I asked a nurse to help, she said that everyone the world over 
would rejoice when Lum died.  The only reason she's here at all is that 
Shinobu picked up a desk and threatened her with it."  Nassur's voice 
sounded bleak.

	Ataru was stunned.  He had not realized it could get this bad.  
It suddenly occured to him that even if Lum were not sent to prison, 
she would probably have to spend the rest of her life guarding against 
attacks like this.

	"Dar...darling...?"  A faint voice sounded from the bed.

	Ataru was at her side.  Lum was pale and listless.  Nevertheless, 
her eyes clearly focused on him.  Maybe it was not as bad as it looked.  
Her hair had been cut very short and it did not suit her.

	Ataru's emotions warred within.  He wanted to see Lum as the 
evil dictator ruling over Earth, but that image was getting harder to 
maintain.  He looked back at Benten and Nassur.

	They got the point.  "Um...I think Kokeru-chan needs changing.  
I'll just be in the next room."  Benten quickly left.

	Nassur straightened up as well.  "I'm need to coordinate some 
security to guard her.  Ideally, Shinobu, Junba or myself should be 
watching her at all times."

	Ataru had not taken his eyes from Lum.  "Sounds good."

	Nassur shook his head and left.

	Ataru said nothing, just looked at Lum's face.  She struggled 
to keep her eyes open, as she obviously wanted to talk to him.  He 
didn't know what to say.  What could he possibly say to the woman 
whose orders had seemed to destroy his world, yet also saved it.

	Lum gathered the energy to speak.  "Hello, Darling."

	Ataru smiled weakly.  "Hello, Lum.  How are you feeling?"

	"Very weak.  Whatever it was they used did a very good job.  
They must have done their research; I'm immune to most Earth 
poisons."

	Ataru inched over onto the bed beside her.  "Lum, what the 
hell are we going to do?"

	Grimacing, Lum replied, "I don't think you'll have to worry 
about me for too much longer, Darling.  I'll be in the hands of the 
World Court."

	"And I'll be testifying on your behalf.  That's one of the 
big reasons why I'm here.  Saving the world from the Niphentaxians 
is a big point in your favor, but it won't be good enough for them.  
Someone's already suggested that you and Oogi planned this from the 
start to pull public opinion on your side."

	Lum's eyes flashed.  "I would never cooperate with Oogi on 
*anything!*"

	"Perhaps not, but we don't know anything about your history.  
Nassur told me about the two of you, and I can accept that you might 
despise him.  But I'm not the World Court.  Benten got off easy 
because she hadn't actually killed anyone, as opposed to Ran and 
Oyuki..."

	To Ataru's surprise, Lum actually giggled.  "Oyuki?  Darling, 
Oyuki would never hurt a fly."

	It was Lum's turn to be surprised, as anger flashed across 
Ataru's face.  He rose quickly.  "I thought you were taking this 
seriously.  I'll be leaving now."

	Lum was shocked.  "Darling, what did I say?"  But Ataru was 
already halfway to the door.  Lum actually tried to get up.  
"Darling!"  In her struggle to get out of bed, she slid out of her 
bed and dropped to the floor.

	Ataru looked back at her.  She was attempting to crawl 
across the floor to him.  There was no trace of guile in her eyes, 
only pain and confusion.  He sighed, and helped her onto the bed.  
He then sat down and took her chin in his hand.  "You don't know, 
do you?  Is it a mental block, or could it be that they never told 
you?"

	Lum looked confused, but now there was a bit of fear in her 
eyes as well.  "Told me what?"

	Ataru knew she was not lying.  Lum just did not have the talent 
to lie convincingly.  "When Benten was tried, she confessed everything 
to the court, in order to reduce her sentence.  She told them that there 
were three ways of dealing with Earth's freedom fighters."

	Ataru paced, not wanting to look at Lum for this next part.  The 
memories of the occupation were flashing coming back to him now.

	"Benten dealt with the minor irritants.  Anyone judged a 
nuisance.  She tickle-tortured whatever she could out of them, and then 
released them."  *What Benten didn't realise, of course, is that we 
executed them as traitors,* Ataru did not say aloud.  *The war made us 
all far too cruel.*

	"Anyone who didn't have any planning skills to be a leader, but 
had the fighting skills to be dangerous, went to Ran.  She handled all 
of the public executions.  She loved that job.  I was amazed they didn't
execute her.  She was sent to Spandau instead."

	His voice got very quiet, almost a whisper.  "The true leaders, 
those in our party who could plan and strategise...Oyuki met with them.  
They would walk into her office...and they would never leave.  Very neat 
and efficient.

	"She would use her space warp on them.  One end was hooked up 
to Earth, but the other side never went to Triton.  We've been searching 
the asteroid belt and we're starting on Saturn's rings.  If we could 
even find a corpse, it would tell us something.  However, I think 
there'll be nothing there.  I think they were just warped to nowhere.  
Unpersons."  He turned back to Lum.  "*That* is what your sweet, 
innocent Oyuki did to our people."

	Lum trembled, her mouth open.  "No...gods, no, I can't believe 
it."

	Ataru partially succeeded in holding his temper.  "Why is it 
so hard to believe?"

	Lum was crying now, ready to collapse again.  "Oyuki was the 
only one of us not affected by the war.  She was the one who was able 
to stay sane while the rest of us gave in to the madness that surrounded 
us.  I...I can't..."

	Suddenly, Lum collapsed onto the bed, exhausted.  She dropped 
into a mind-numbing deep sleep.

	Ataru tried to understand what Lum had just told him.  She 
honestly had no idea what was done in her name.

	At last, he gave in to his anger, letting it blaze.  He was 
unable to throttle Ran or Oyuki, but he could still vent his rage on 
one of them.  He stormed out of the room.

                *    *    *

	The others were startled as Ataru slammed out of Lum's room, 
livid.  He shouted instructions at people.

	"Junba, watch Lum.  Nassur, tell the court officials that Lum 
will stand trial in three days."

	Nassur began to protest.  "She'll never be recovered by then..."

	Ataru turned.  "If we want the whole Niphentaxian debacle to end 
in our favour, then we need this trial immediately.  She'll be able to 
stand and talk by then; that's all we need."

	Striding over to Benten, he tore Kokeru out of her arms.  
"Shinobu-chan, will you watch our son for a moment?"

	Shinobu was so shocked at Ataru's anger that she nodded dumbly 
at his request.

	He slammed Benten against the door, hard.  "I want to talk to 
you.  **Now!!**"

	Benten stared at Ataru, horrified.  What could she possibly have 
done now?  "Of course, Darling..."

	Ataru merely stared back at her.  "You will not use that name 
again.  Call me Ataru.  I don't care what it means."

	To her astonishment, Benten began to cry.  She thought she had 
no tears left, that they had vanished with the final remnants of her 
fighting spirit.  She lowered her eyes.  "All right, Ataru."

	They plunged through the door to the next room, Ataru slamming 
it behind him.  The other three stared in open-mouthed shock.

                *    *    *

	Ataru roared at Benten.  "Why didn't you tell Lum about what 
you did?!  About Oyuki, about *any* of it?!  Didn't you trust her?!"

	Suddenly Benten knew what Ataru was talking about.  "Of course 
we did.  We trusted Lum with the most precious gift of all.  That was 
why we couldn't tell her."

	Ataru sputtered.  "What gift?"

	Benten held up her hands as if entreating him to understand.  
"Our innocence.  Lum needed to be kept safe from the true horrors of 
war.  Of the fact that war isn't clean, or easy, or safe.  There was 
always a part of Lum that believed that this could be resolved peacefully, 
and that we'd return to our homes and live happily ever after.  All of 
us, even Ran, wanted to leave that with her.  So we never told her about 
what was really done.  Because if she lost that, if she lost her dream, 
then all of us would be lost."  She tried to smile again.  "I sound like 
some old anime or something."

	Ataru stopped pacing.  He stood silent for over ten minutes, 
working at understanding what Benten had just told him.  Finally, he 
spoke.

	"I'm sorry, Benten.  The three of you failed.  And you failed 
big time.  I've just talked with Lum.  There are lots of words that you 
could use to describe her, but innocent isn't one of them.  Not anymore."

	Benten turned away from Ataru.  "I know."

	Ataru turned to leave.  Benten's voice stopped him.  "Ataru, Lum 
may no longer be innocent.  But she still dreams.  I would do anything 
to keep her dreaming.  For some of us, the dreams have long since 
stopped."

	Ataru looked back at Benten's tear-streaked face.  "I...It will 
take a while before I even begin to forgive you.  But I will try."

	Benten gasped.  "Bensaiten's Grave, why?"

	Ataru's face was shrouded in darkness.  "Because your intentions 
were noble, if misguided.  And...because you are still my friend.  And we 
forgive things of our friends that we wouldn't forgive in other people."

	And with that, he left the room, leaving Benten leaning against 
the wall in semi-darkness.

	She whispered, almost silently, "Thank you, Darling..."

                *    *    *

	Ataru entered the doctor's office, where Shinobu was just putting 
Kokeru down to sleep.  He watched this calming scene, observing her 
complete ease with a child in her arms.

	Finally she got him to sleep, and looked up.  "Ataru-kun."

	He noticed a wary look in her eye, probably from the giant temper 
tantrum he had thrown a few minutes ago.  "I think I'm all yelled out, 
Shinobu-chan."

	She smiled.  "Good.  Being angry just doesn't suit you."

	He grinned at that, then turned serious again.  "Are you ready to 
talk now, Shinobu-chan?"

	The wariness slipped back to her eyes, and he realised that this 
was not going to be easy.  "Shinobu, one of my regrets is that I remember 
everything that happened when I was possessed by the *saikoo jinseijitsu*.  
Everything.  So please, believe me when I say that it lied to you.  I do 
love you.  It seems I always have, and I know I always will."  He looked 
in Lum's and Junba's direction.  "Even if we aren't meant to be together."

	Shinobu flushed.  "Ataru-kun, I...I do love you.  But I love 
Junba-chan as well.  And with her it's totally different."

	Ataru was curious.  "What do you mean?  Aside from the obvious..."

	Shinobu's mouth quirked up.  "Ecchi.  It's not the fact that we're 
both women.  It's...when a girl is married to you, she becomes Mrs. 
Moroboshi.  *You* were the dominant person in our relationship.  I loved 
you, and still do.  But it's very difficult to stand in your shadow, 
Ataru-kun.  You're such a forceful presence.  Perhaps that's why Lum is 
bonded to you, she's the same way."

	Shinobu turned towards the door.  "But with Junba-chan...it's so 
different.  Everything we do, we do as a pair.  We're equal.  I'm not 
saying that you treated me poorly, Ataru.  You're one of the most loving 
people I've ever known.  Junba-chan is just different, in every way.  
It's as if I've woken up."

	Ataru cocked his head.  "Or perhaps grown up."

	Shinobu looked puzzled.  "Hm?"

	"Shinobu-chan, we've been the closest friends since we were 
children.  And we'll always love each other.  But it's just possible that 
we weren't meant to be married.  We were married at sixteen.  That's way 
too young, even by Japanese standards.  And I think a part of it might 
have been the war.  When your world is torn apart, you hold on to what 
you have.  We had each other."

	Ataru took her in his arms.  "But now you're growing up, and 
realising that your life is taking you on a path apart from mine.  It's 
not such a horrible thing.  You have a loving partner, and a beautiful 
child."

	Shinobu looked at Kokeru.  "He's your child as well, Ataru-kun.  
Never forget that."

	"Of course not.  I love him so much it hurts sometimes.  I do 
think it would probably be better for you to take care of him, though."

	She turned to face him, shocked.  "Ataru-kun, why?"

	Ataru looked at her seriously.  "Because I'm still growing up, 
still changing.  I have no idea what type of person I'll end up being.  
You've made the journey that I'm still on.  And Kokeru should grow up in 
a loving, stable family.  Until I find that stability, I want him to be 
with you."

	Shinobu remained silent for a long time.  Finally, she said, 
"I'd been dreading this talk ever since you came back on the ship.  I 
feel so much lighter now, though."  She took Ataru's face in her hands.  
"Ataru-kun...I'll always love you."
    
	Ataru moved his face right next to hers.  "And I will always 
love you, Shinobu-chan.  Never forget that."

	Their lips met in a kiss, one last kiss before their worlds 
grew farther apart.

	Then Ataru broke it, and got up.  "I need to do some 
strategizing with Nassur.  Stay here.  I think Junba needs someone to 
talk to."

	Shinobu looked up, puzzled.  "What makes you think that?"

	Ataru grinned.  "Well, for one thing, she's been listening at 
the door since I got back in."

	There was a muffled thud coming from the direction of Lum's 
room.  Both Shinobu and Ataru laughed.  "I suppose I should  comfort 
her," Shinobu wryly added.

	"Not too loud, or Lum will wake up."

	Shinobu blushed.  "Ataru-kun!"  But he was already gone.

	The door opened, and Junba came out.  "I'm sorry, Shinobu-chan."

	Shinobu smiled, and turned to her lover.  "Don't be.  You had 
every right to hear that conversation.  And best of all, I don't feel 
guilty anymore.  I don't feel as if I'm betraying him."

	Junba smiled.  "Good."  Then the smile turned into a grin.  
"So, when will you make me an honest woman?"

	Shinobu blushed again.  "At least wait until we're out of the 
World Court!"

	"Aw..."

                *    *    *

	Ataru stood at a set of double green baize doors, ready to give 
his testimony.  Nassur stood by him.  "Now remember, Ataru, your 
testimony is going to be thought of as biased.  Your bond with Lum 
isn't exactly a secret, and there are those who don't hold with the 
whole 'Saviour of the World' thing."

	Ataru smiled briefly.  "Me included."

	Nassur did not smile back.  "Are you ready, Ataru?  Lum's life 
depends on your testimony..."

	Ataru straightened his shoulders.  "Don't worry.  I've got a 
strategy that can't fail."

	"What will you do?"

	Ataru turned back to Nassur once more and winked.  "I'm going to 
tell them the truth, and see if they fall for it."  Then the doors opened, 
and he went into the court.

                 *    *    *

	Benten paced while Shinobu and Junba sat calmly on the couch.  
"Dammit, what's taking them so long?"

	Junba was perfectly calm.  "Lum was the leader of the invasion.  
Her trial is quite naturally going to take longer than yours did."

	Shinobu quietly added, "Yes, but is that a good or bad thing?"

	Suddenly the doors opened, and Ataru and Nassur entered.  Benten 
almost pounced on them.  "Well?  What happened?"

	Ataru smiled slightly.  "Victory...of a sort, at least.  She's 
not going to get the death penalty, and she's not going to Spandau.  
Because of her actions against the Niphentaxians, and as well as her 
ignorance of certain crimes committed in her name," here, he looked 
sharply at Benten, "...the Court ruled that she be given the same 
sentence that you got.  Lum will, officially at least, be my personal 
servant."

	Shinobu sagged with relief.  "Thank the gods."

	Junba grinned.  "*Two* servants, Ataru?  How will you divvy up 
the chores?"

	Ataru turned back to Benten, still looking very serious.  
"That's the other thing.  I had the court review your case, based on 
your behaviour over this past year, as well as certain other factors.  
They decided that it would be best, now that Lum is my servant, to 
commute your sentence."

	Benten's eyes were wide open.  "What...what are you saying, 
Ataru?"

	"I'm saying you're a free woman, Benten.  Of course, you are 
welcome to stay at my house for as long as you wish, but you are no 
longer my servant."

	Benten had backed up against the wall, still staring in shock.  
"But... what am I going to *do*?  I can't build a life here!  Everyone 
hates me!"

	"We don't hate you," Shinobu said.

	Benten looked at Shinobu, and felt a momentary lift from her 
despair.  Then she looked over at Nassur, whose face was cold.

	"Don't expect anything from me, Benten.  You already know my 
feelings."

	Deep withing Benten, something snapped.  She had thought that 
her spirit had long since been quenched, but seeing the indifference of 
the man who had once been her mentor enraged her.

	She walked up to him, almost screaming in his face.  "Yeah, of 
course I know!  The cold, cruel bitches who didn't care about the Earth 
at all as long as they could inflict pain.  Tell me, Nassur, do you 
remember anything about the lessons you taught me and Lum?"

	Nassur glared back at her.  "I remember that you didn't take 
them to heart."

	"I remember one.  The one you said was the most important one of 
all.  The one about the value of friendship.  And that the most difficult 
decision a person would ever have to make was between friendship and 
principles."

	"I already explained to you the choices you were making..."

	"No, you didn't.  You tried, but we never took it in.  Nassur, you 
always took the time to explain things to me and Lum.  Why didn't you this 
time?  When it was *so* important?"

	Nassur was getting angry.  "I told you time and again..."

	Benten, however, refused to be cowed.  "Yes, you told us.  You 
didn't *explain!*  Nassur, we were fifteen!  What the hell did we know 
about taking over a world?  We were kids!"

	"And you refuse to take responsibilities for your actions as 
adults?"

	"If I had refused that, I wouldn't be here on Earth as his 
servant.  But you treat us as if we were going to Earth to kill all these 
people!  That wasn't it at all!"

	Nassur looked her right in the eye.  "I..."

	And then suddenly, his eyes flashed green.

	Everyone in the room froze.  Shinobu and Junba stared at the 
pair, their mouths wide open.  Ataru watched warily, waiting for someone 
to make a move.  Nassur simply stood in shock.

	Benten began to shake violently.  Her body recoiled in horror.

	"No...not now...not *now,* dammit!"   Finally, she let out a wail 
and ran from the room.

	Ataru sighed.  "I'll go after her."

	Shinobu and Junba said nothing, staring at Nassur's still 
expression.  Nassur, for his part, was remembering one phrase, the most 
sacred phrase his people knew, repeating again and again through his mind.

	*Recognition never lies...*

                *    *    *

To be continued...