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Kuno woke up feeling like death warmed over. "Feeling a little rough Kuno-Baby?" Nabiki asked, she wore only one of his white dress shirt (he loved this look on her) and held out a cup of tea to him. He gratefully took it, the warm liquid flowing down his throat felt like sweet ambrosia. "Looks like you really tied one on last night. What do Ryoga and Mousse look like?" she asked.
"I m sure we all equally look like crap this morning" he answered, studying her beauty with appreciation. He was happy that he'd listened to Akane and Ranma as it allowed him to really get to know Nabiki. He d discovered beneath her cynical nature, a loving woman who was the perfect life partner for him. He'd gone along with the pretense of buying photos from her, just to date her, until one day he told her that he didn't want Akane or the Pigtailed girl anymore. She'd looked at him like he truly was crazy and then he asked her to dinner for the next night. She'd come and that had led to them dating exclusively until he'd proposed when he took her to Paris. Now she was his and would be the mother of his children, he blushed slightly at this idea.
Nabiki studied her husband, even hungover he was still one of the most attractive males that she'd ever met.
"What are you doing today?" he asked her curious as to why his normally busy wife was just standing at the end of their bed half naked.
"I called in sick for both of us today. I told them that we caught a fever and were burning up." she said giving him a sexy smile. "I thought that you wouldn't be in any shape to go to the office today."
"Oh? You don t look sick to me Mrs. Kuno" he said, his eyes were glittering with interest.
"What do you mean? I'm feeling really hot" she said and slipped out of his shirt...and into bed with him "feel how hot I am" she purred. Kuno just smiled and literally loved his wife.
Somewhere in Portugal
Ryoga woke up in his tent in Portugal in his usual getting lost slash teleportation way of travelling. He had no recollection of how he got there or where he was. His head hurt and his mouth felt like sandpaper. He groaned and waited for Ranma to bring him a cup of tea as she normally did in the mornings, then she would climb into bed with him for some secret snuggles. They would kiss, this was the high point of his day, cuddling with the woman he loved and kissing her sweet lips. His eyes snapped open and he realized that there was to be no tea, no snuggles, no kisses and worst of all...no Ranma ever again. He loved Ranma, but he couldn't, she was a guy. A guy who was the best friend that Ryoga had ever had, a smart attractive person and also the woman he loved. He was in love with her and had hurt her horribly; he had denied what his heart already knew and denied her. For the first time in a long time Ryoga cried.
Across town Mousse was experiencing a similar state of morning-after-the-night-before hangover. He leaned forward in bed and groaned, then buried his head under the pillow to ward off the bright, sunny day and happy birds chirping merrily. "Have fun last night Airen?" an amused voice asked him.
He got out from under his pillow and said, "Yes and now I m paying for all the fun I had" he gratefully accepted a glass of water from his amused wife. He hardly ever went out, so it was kind of fun for her to see him like this. He looked at what she was wearing. She wore a simple white sun dress, belted at the waist by a wide, turquoise belt and matching sandals. She looked simple, yet elegant and her slim, still-flat belly didn't show a hint of her pregnancy yet. She had started wearing western clothes when not working and they suited her very well, she still wore her bells in her hair though. She was a beautiful girl who had grown into a beautiful woman.
"Where are you going?" he asked er.
"Restaurant is still closed today; they brought the wrong stove and won't be able to get it here until later tonight. So Kasumi and I are going shopping for fabric to make the curtains for the new restaurant." she explained.
"We re closed tonight?" Mousse said in surprise.
"Yes, so you just sleep off your nasty hangover and when I return we can go out for dinner and go see that sock movie you've been raving about." Shampoo said, tucking the blankets around him.
He looked at her mournfully, "A married man and father-to-be shouldn't going out drinking like he's single, I must be the worse husband ever!" he said.
"Don't be silly, you've only had two hangovers since I've known you, one was after a bachelor party for your friend and the other welcoming him back. You deserve to have some fun between running the restaurant, starting a new one, our catering business and your going to college part-time. Get some rest!" she said and gave him a kiss that melted his bones.
"You sure you have to go?" he asked.
"Yes, see you later Airen!" she said with a small giggle and a tender smile. She closed the curtains and watched while Mousse hugged back into his pillow with a groan. He was a good man and she loved him. As much as he counted himself lucky for marrying her, she felt the same way about him.
She walked down the stairs of their apartment and let herself out the back. She got into their hard top jeep, which was parked next to their catering van and tore off. She loved feeling the wind in her hair as she drove. She slipped on her sunglasses and felt a sense of happiness. Here she was the co-owner of a thriving business; they were well on their way of accomplishing their dream of turning the Nekohanten into a chain. Then there was their catering business that was in demand. She had not only a husband she loved to distraction, but their first child was on the way; not bad for a girl born in the jungle. She was supposed to go pick up Kasumi to take her shopping in Chinatown, but had to pick up her old sewing machine from the Tendo house first so that they could get started on the curtains.
She knocked on the door and was surprised when no one answered it, even with Kasumi, Akane and Nabiki gone from the home, there was usually Mr. Tendo, Ranma or Ryoga there. Her sharp hearing caught the sound of someone sobbing, concerned she looked in the direction of the sound; it seemed to originate from Ranma's room. Noticing that the window was open, she scaled the wall the same way she used to as a girl and swung through it.
She found the small redhead face-down on her futon sobbing with a half empty bottle of sake in front of her. She touched the back of her bright head, noticing that her hair was loose and wondered why. "Ranma, you are okay?" the Amazon woman asked her friend, Ranma raised her head to show a face of abject misery with blotchy red patches, swollen eyes and trembling lips. Shampoo said in a stunned voice, "You're wearing my clothes!" then added in a kinder voice "You look great in Shampoo's clothes."
"Oh, Shampoo!" Ranma said and lunged herself into her arms. She used to hate the forced hugs that the other woman used to give her, but now her motherly bosom and softly tinkling bells meant comfort to her.
Shampoo put her arms around her ex-fiancé "Ranma, its okay, let it out and then tell me what's troubling you so that we can solve this." she said kindly. Through her sobs and hitched breaths, Ranma managed to get the whole story out.
"Ryoga did that!" Shampoo cried in outrage. "How dare he be your first man and discard you like that!"
Ranma's face turned as red as her outfit "w-we never went that far" she assured her.
"Still I feel like digging out my chu and beating some sense into Ryoga" Shampoo said annoyed.
"I-I thought he loved me" Ranma said in a small voice.
Shampoo caressed her cheek "What is not to love?" she said fondly.
"I-I m a shape shifting freak..." she said.
"So is Ryoga, he's the last one who should hold that against you. So are Mousse and I, you don't know the nightmares that I'm having about us taking the baby out and a flash storm coming up." she said. Ranma couldn't help laughing at the image. "Don't give up on Ryoga yet, he's probably confused but he has a good heart and would never lead someone on" she advised her.
"Do you think it's weird that I'm in love with a man?" Ranma asked her.
Shampoo cocked her head "No you have the option to be a man or a woman and you've known Ryoga a long time, its not so crazy that you'd fall for him." she said.
"Like you fell for Mousse?" Ranma asked.
"That was a weird time, I was in love with him, but I was supposed to be in love with you. It's no wonder that we all acted a little crazy back then. All it took was one too many fights with you wiping the floor with him to make my decision" Shampoo said fondly.
Ranma laughed "Yes, how could I forget? Romantic proposal Shampoo style: Mousse yes I will marry you, you idiot, now just pass out already!" she said in imitation.
Shampoo smiled at her "It would have never happened if I had actually loved you, rather then deluding myself, but we would never have lasted. I'm glad that you found someone to love" she said.
"What if he never loves me back?" Ranma asked feeling like her heart was breaking.
"Ryoga's directionally challenged, not a fool. He'll look into his heart, find you there and come home" Shampoo promised.
"Until then?" she asked.
"You wait like the rest of us girls did, for our bullheaded men to realize what we want" she said. "It'll be over sooner than you think; come on a broken heart needs ice cream!" Shampoo said leading her into the kitchen. "Now don't tell any of this to the boys" Shampoo advised her.
"Because it would shock and disgust them?" Ranma asked.
"No because I have to be there to see the expressions on their faces when you tell them!" Shampoo said in amusement. "We're your friends; we want you to be happy. We don t care who you're with as long as they treat you like gold." She looked at Ranma again and had to admit that the outfit she wore looked great on her curves. "I still have plenty of outfits that I've been saving for my daughters, you should come over and we can try them on you to see what you like. I would recommend you take at least one dress, men like it when there are no pants in the way" she told her confidentially. Ranma just blushed at this.
Ryoga
Ryoga found himself in a dive bar drinking sake one night, he didn't even notice the bar fight that was going around him, even when someone broke a chair over his head. He only sighed and took a sip of his sake. Since he'd left Nerima, he had had trouble eating and sleeping. He couldn't get his fight with Ranma off his mind. Making him dinner like that was one of the nicest things that anyone had ever done for him. He also couldn't get the female Ranma out of his mind, the way her lips felt beneath his, how her hair glowed red-gold in the sunlight and that she had eyes that a man could drown in. As a counterpoint to this, the male him was funny, kind and a great friend. Between the two of them, they really did make a single, perfect being. But could Ryoga ignore the she was actually a he?
When they were both in boy form neither had the slightest bit of interest in the other physically. But when Ranma was a girl, Ryoga had a hard time keeping his hands to himself. How many times had he imagined making love to her when their trembling hands had nervously touched each other? Ryoga had thought that he'd loved Akane because she'd accepted him, but it was only his pig side that she had loved. When she'd found out who P-chan was, she'd been a little mad at his deception, but have eventually made it clear that she only liked him as a friend. Ryoga had been crushed and it was Ranma who comforted him, Ranma who accepted him...and Ranma who loved him.
Ranma loved him, and he'd been too stupid to see past her shifting forms and into her heart. Ranma did love him. He, Ryoga who'd searched for love everywhere and it always had eluded him. He'd almost settled for a girl who loved his cursed side more.
A life spent with Ranma wouldn't be normal by any stretch of the imagination, but he doubted that a guy who turned into a pig was her dream come true either. He didn't know if children would be possible, but so what? He'd have Ranma, the other half of his heart that he'd been searching for. He loved Ranma and he missed her. Another chair was broken and then the owner brought out a black market shotgun and shot a hole into his own roof to break up the fight.
"You okay?" Ryoga's waitress asked in concern when she discovered him hunched over his table with woodchips in his hair. He handed her some money.
"I am now. I have to go home to my girlfriend" he said. As he walked into the night, he remembered that he'd saved up money to buy an engagement ring for Akari. He had it in a separate bank account that he never touched. A plan formed in his mind about what to do with that money.
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I know... I'm awesome! Kidding... I thought that was awesome until I saw my latest amount of reviews on Ranma's Boyfriend. Guess people only reviewed knowing I was probably just gonna' make it a few one shots. So, if you're expecting a new chapter of my other story. Be prepared to wait. Because I was broken down harder than I've ever been.
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