The Tale of the Duck
A/N- Ah...yet another fic! I love writting! Anyway, this will be my first Ranma Fan Fiction so I hope it works.
I also do not own Ranma 1/2 so no sues! Get me?!
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this!
Prologue: It's Over
The mud was cold and slimy, rubbing his eyes franticly, Mousse struggled to sit up.
'I don't understand what went wrong, I had Ranma right where I wanted him, but he still beat me. What is it that I keep doing wrong?'
While Mousse busied himself with cleaning his glasses, he failed to notice the angered Amazon behind him. An Amazon, that just so happened to have a bucket of ice cold water.
"Quack!"
Having dropped his glasses mid transformation, Mousse was now completely blind to his surroundings. Using this to her advantage, Shampoo gripped Mousse by the neck while gathering his glasses as well, "Dumb Mousse, Shampoo no want you, Shampoo want Ranma why can't you get through skull?!"
"Q…uaaackkk…" struggling in Shampoo's grip, Mousse tried to see her and only ended failing miserably. Giving up after a few moments of thrashing about, Mousse waited for what always came next.
This, after all, was their typical routine.
Shampoo would take him back to the Nekohanten and tie him to a table while teasing him with that night's dinner. Then, after an hour or two, Cologne would free him and return him to his human form. About a week would pass before Ranma would walk in the doors and Shampoo would go flying after him, causing Mousse to chase after them demanding to challenge Ranma, which he would and then be beaten as always. The cycle would then repeat from there, just as it always had.
But Mousse was in for a rude awakening this time, when Shampoo carried Mousse him home with her, she tied him to the table again but didn't tease him. Instead she just sat there staring at him until she disappeared for a few moments after returning his glasses, when she returned she was holding a box and packaging tape, her expression unreadable.
Mousse looked up at her, hope and slight confusion shining within his eyes, but Shampoo only set the box down and then untied Mousse.
"Stupid Mousse, you cause trouble many time, now you go home!"
Before Mousse could even react, Shampoo stuffed him into the box with a change of his clothes and shut the lid, he heard the sounds of the tape being used to seal the box with him inside.
Mousse struggled within the box, his panic building as he tried to get out, which he found completely useless. Curling up as best he could, Mousse waited to see what would happen with great distress and soon fell into a deep sleep, not knowing what was going on with the outside world.
When Mousse finally awoke he found that he was no longer within the box but in a plain looking room, one that seemed strangely familiar, 'it's my room…I…I'm home?'
He was about to voice his thoughts, when a noise at his side caught his attention, whirling, Mousse stuttered to a halt when he saw his mother and three little sisters standing in the doorway while smiling ruefully down at him.
'Wait a minute…down at me? Oh no!' A loud quack came from his mouth and he hung his head in total defeat, 'I'm still in my cursed form…'
A gentle touch on his side caused him to look up again, his mother was kneeling next to him, "it's alright Mousse…Natski, Natsu, Natren, please fetch me some water and heat it. You're brother and I have to speak."
Immediately, all three of his sisters scurried from the room, leaving him and his mother sitting alone. Mousse looked up at his mother expectantly but she only gave him a solid stare before she turned to look at the still open door.
"Mousse…why…why do you chase after that girl so? You know by law and by her own heart that she will never return your feelings…so please…let it go…" his mother's voice was low and broke slightly, it was apparent that she had been dwelling upon this a lot and that it hurt her terribly.
A crash sounded nearby and Mousse knew that his sisters would be back at any moment to enable him to transform back, but as he looked up at his mother, he knew that she was right and that he had been completely selfish this whole time.
'I can't believe that I have been so foolish as to worry my own mother so…yes…I must give up my pursuit of Shampoo, she could never love me…' but as Mousse thought this, he felt that he was somehow off from the truth of the matter. As his sisters came barreling into the room carting a swaying pot of hot and steaming water, Mousse shook off that thought, shoving it away as just a pathetic excuse his mind was concocting to keep him from giving up on Shampoo after such a long time.
When his sisters neared him, they all worked together to tip the pot over, feeling the change take place Mousse knew that a new chapter in his life had now begun.
Two years later…
It was just as he remembered it, walking towards the building before him, Mousse shook his head ruefully. He still couldn't believe that it had been two whole years since he had last been here, letting out a sigh, he approached the door and pressed the doorbell.
It was time that he face his past and finally put it behind him, but as he was soon to find out, it wouldn't be as easy as he first thought it would.
A/N- There it is! Anyway, the first chapt is already half done, so it should be up soon, so I hope you guys look foreward to it! Ja!
