Author's note: I know… I've been a bad bad writer…
This was a hard chapter… Mostly filler and cute, almost too OCC for my taste. Plus I didn't check it so expect lots of grammar and spelling mistakes… Bad bad author…
Hope you're not too disgusted by it. Especially since I introduce a character of my own. Nothing to major… I hate it when authors create some Mary Sue character that saves the day and is an incredible martial artist... so common
Anyway… Enjoy!
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"R…Ranma! Ah!... No…Stop… Ran…ma… Ah…We…We're never getting there… if you… ah! If you don't stop!"
Ranma sighed against Akane's neck. His hand was up her blouse, caressing her through the top she wore underneath. He was holding her up against a tree with his body.
"But it's been so long since we made out…" he complained, looking at her with an annoyed look. She giggled at the sight. He was pouting like a kid whose mother denied him candy.
"We're not even completely out of the city yet and you're already on the honeymoon…"
He huffed and buried his face against her neck again. "I can't help it…" came his muffled voice.
"Come on" said Akane, pushing him so her feet could touch the floor.
"No…" he complained, but let her push him. "I don't want to go… Let's stay here"
She giggled again. "You were the one who wanted to be alone on the honeymoon, remember?"
"We're alone now…" he mumbled, but knew there was no way to convince Akane when he noticed she was picking up the bags he had thrown away carelessly.
Ranma sighed deeply. "Okay… But I'm going to second base the moment we reach the Hotel!"
"Ranma!" exclaimed Akane scandalized, but he could notice humor in her voice.
"What? It's the last you can do after interrupting my make out session!"
She smiled again, lifting an eyebrow, "Your make out session?"
"Well… Yeah!" He was blushing now.
"Come on, pervert! The sooner we get there, the sooner you can continue with your make out session"
That thought was encouraging for Ranma,
"Okay!" he said with emotion, a determined look on his face.
The pig tailed boy took the huge backpack from his wife, "What are you doing?" she asked when she saw him balancing it on top of his own.
"Getting there faster" he replied while he picked her up, bridal style.
"Ranma!" she exclaimed when her feet left the floor,
"Besides…" he added, and Akane noticed he was blushing, "It's our honey moon… I'm supposed to carry you, aren't I?"
"Ranma… I guess…" His wife answered with a small smile.
She relaxed in his arms, and he smiled down at her.
"Okay… Hold on!" he yelled and began running.
"Ranma! That's too fast! No… Argh… I think I ate a bug…"
"Just spit it out!"
"Sigh… this is so NOT romantic…"
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The hotel looked Japanese. It had a garden by the entrance, where a pond with lots of koi fish were swimming. But it wasn't like the one in the dojo. It had a small cascade, filling the garden with a soothing sound.
There were flowers scattered all around the stone bridge on the grass, and their smell was making Akane feel more and more relaxed. Especially where she was.
"This is kinda embarrassing… You should put me down…" she muttered against her husbands chest. Ranma smiled at her, looking how her actions were saying the opposite.
"You look very comfy to me" he answered, but she just moaned against him. "Maybe at the entrance"
"Maybe"
When Ranma looked up, he saw a woman wearing a Kimono. She was wearing her black hair in a knot and a flower was resting on her right ear. She had a perfect face, almost like a Japanese doll, with only two small wrinkles below her black eyes that showed her years.
"Oh, hello" she said smiling, "You must be the Saotome's"
'The Saotome's?" thought Akane with shock on her face.
"Ah! Yes!" answered Ranma, now feeling slightly embarrassed to be carrying his wife, "And.. er… Who are you?"
The woman smiled gently again, "Oh, I'm sorry… I'm Fujiwara Yoko. Your mother called me."
"Yes!" he said. Akane seemed so quiet.
"Please, follow me to your room" Mrs. Fujiwara had a small naughty smile on her face, "I would've help you with what you're carrying, but I bet you don't want the bellboys to touch the most precious weight"
The short haired girl blushed at that. Ranma smiled at the older woman.
"Not in a million years"
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"To go to the hot springs just go towards the end of that hall and turn left. Dinner will be served in your room at 8 sharp, so be ready. And here we are…"
Mrs Fujiwara opened the door to their room.
Akane's eyes went wide. It was Japanese, but meant to please foreign tourists. It had Japanese art on the walls and a dinner table by the balcony's glass door.
'Perfect for tea' she thought, as her eyes roamed the room.
"Is it okay?" the lady in kimono asked.
"It's perfect!" said Akane with a big smile, talking for the first time to her.
The older woman seemed surprised, but then smiled gently, "Mr. Saotome, you sure have a beautiful wife. Especially when she smiles."
The short haired girl blushed while she smiled embarrassed. It wasn't often that somebody called her beautiful.
"I know" answered Ranma, and her wife turned to stare at him with wide eyes. He was being extremely nice today.
The woman giggled at the girl's expression.
"Well then. I will leave now. Enjoy your stay here, and remember, you can ask for anything to me. Your mother was so nice to me when we were younger, I believe I owe her."
And with that, the woman left, leaving the two newlyweds alone.
"Maybe it's time for me to put you down…" said Ranma, feeling a little shy. When Akane was on her feet, she looked up at him, wondering.
"Um… Maybe we should…" she started to say, but Ranma suddenly took her face on his hands and kissed her.
The kiss was sweet, but full of heat, and she answered with passion.
"It was hell having you so close and not kissing you" he gasped once he broke the kiss.
Akane felt herself blush.
"Ranma…" she gasped, and realized just then how agitated she was after the kiss, "Maybe now… Maybe now we can…"
Akane stopped seeing as Ranma was nodding constantly, telling her he understood.
"Yes" he said, and went back to kiss her.
It wasn't long before they were on the floor, just were the futon was supposed to be.
Ranma turned them, so he could be on top. He balanced himself with his arms, staring down at her.
"She was right…" he murmured.
Akane opened her eyes and stared at him in wonder.
"Ah?" she managed.
"You are beautiful" he murmured smiling and letting himself down to kiss her again.
Suddenly a loud bang was heard against the wall.
"What was that?" Akane asked against Ranma's lips. His hands were trying to unbutton her blouse and didn't seem to be paying attention.
Someone started yelling outside.
"Uh?"
Another loud bang. Some people talking.
"That noise…"
"No… that won't do!" said a voice outside.
"Who cares…" he moaned, and went back to kiss her.
"I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK! I WANT THE ROOM RIGHT NEXT TO THEM!"
They both freeze as they recognized the owner of the voice.
"No way…" gasped Ranma, while getting off Akane to open the door.
"Calm down Ukyo!"
And Ranma saw with desperation how Ukyo, Ryoga and Konatsu stood on the hall talking to Mrs. Fujiwara.
"Oh no…" he said, and Akane went next to him, to see what he was watching.
"Oh no" she repeated, but her voice attracted the newcomers.
"Ranchan! Akane!" yelled Ukyo while waving. "What are you doing here?"
"What are YOU doing here?" he asked angrily, walking towards her.
"Oh, I just thought I could give my employees a little vacation" she said smiling.
"Your employees?" asked Akane, who had followed Ranma. "I didn't know Ryoga worked for you."
"Hello, Akane…" he greeted, with an embarrassed and sad smile.
If looks could kill Ryoga would have died a thousand times from the ice Ranma's look was giving him.
"You.. ah… you chose this specific hotel…" said Akane bitterly, turning to Ukyo, "The one outside of town"
The Spatula girl just smiled innocently, "I just wanted new walls, you know? And with Ryoga here talking about this little nice hotel just out of town, it just seemed nice"
"Oh miss Ukyo…" sighed Konatsu, knowing his boss was lying.
"YOU suggested this?" asked Ranma angrily. Akane looked at the pig boy with disappointed eyes.
"I… I didn't! She… she was crazy and…hmp!" started to blabber Ryoga, but the long haired girl quickly put her hand on his mouth.
"He means to say I agreed that it was a great idea to have a little vacation!"
"So…" started Mrs. Fujiwara, "You know them?"
"Unfortunately…" said Ranma.
"Oh, I am his fiancée!" exclaimed Ukyo, while she hugged his arm.
"Fi…Fiancée?" asked Mrs. Fujiwara, "But I thought…"
"It's a long story…" interrupted Akane, before the older woman could say anything.
"And you're okay with this?"
"I'm used to it…" answered the short haired girl, while pulling her husband's cheek with force.
Mrs. Fujiwara blinked at the girl a couple of times, the she smiled, "I understand dear… He is, after all, the son of that horrible Genma"
"Hey!" complained Ranma, but it was hard to defend himself with a girl attached to his arm, and his wife pulling his cheek so hard it was beginning to hurt.
"So there is no problem if we stay with you then!" exclaimed Ukyo
"What?! No!" Yelled Ranma.
"Of course…" said Mrs. Fujiwara, "That room has another one right next to it. You can sleep there"
"Yay! Thank you so much! Isn't that great, Ranchan?"
"Great…" muttered Akane.
"Oh dear…"
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"Wow! This room is nice!" exclaimed Ukyo when she entered.
"Yeah… We know" muttered Ranma moodily, and glared at Ryoga again, but he didn't seem to notice. He was once again talking to Akane.
"I'm really sorry, I didn't mean to intrude" the lost boy was saying.
"It's okay, Ryoga," smiled Akane, "I know it wasn't your fault…"
Ranma was now extremely annoyed.
"Why the hell are you here!" he yelled, making everybody in the room to quiet.
"Well… I'm saving you from an obviously boring trip," answered Ukyo as if it was the most common answer, "No offence, Akane"
"None taken…"
"A BORING TRIP?!" Ranma exclaimed.
"Hey, who wants tea?" asked Konatsu.
"OH! I'll like some please!" answered the short haired girl with a pleasant smile.
"Akane!" complained her husband, "Aren't you angry by this?!"
"Um?" asked the girl after gulping the green tea.
"You're not helping…"
"Oh, Ranchan. Relax. The more the merrier!" said Ukyo, while accepting a cup of tea from Konatsu.
"This is so unfair! And I was about to…"
"About to what?" asked the long haired girl when Ranma stopped talking.
"Idiot…" muttered Akane, while retuning to her tea, thinking he could handle this.
"Train!" said Ryoga suddenly, trying to help "Ranma wanted to come here to train!"
"Train?" asked Ukyo, "Here?"
"Yes…" said Ryoga in the same high tone, which proved how bad he was at lying.
"Yes! Train!" added Ranma, talking in a high tone too, "Hot springs are good… for... you know… circulation!"
The three sitting by the table stared at him incredulously, one of them thinking what a lame liar he was.
"Oh! There are Hot springs here? They do wonders with dry skin! I definitely need a bath" Konatsu started talking, and the girls and the boy started talking about beauty secrets and such.
"Saved you there" muttered Ryoga next to Ranma, "You owe me"
"I'm SO going to kill you"
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"Ptsss…Akane… Ptsss"
Ranma started pocking the mess that was Akane on the floor, trying to wake her up.
Truth is, he was missing her terribly. Ukyo insisted that girls were supposed to sleep together, and after some arguments (Especially with Konatsu, trying to convince him he couldn't sleep with the girls and that the guys wouldn't try anything 'funny') they arranged the girls would sleep in one room and the guys next door.
It had been a long day, and after beating down Ryoga, the pig tailed boy was really tired.
It was three in the morning, and Ranma got tired of tossing around on the futon.
Who would have thought sweet girly Konatsu could snore like that?
"Akane…" he tried again, praying Ukyo wouldn't wake up instead. He had to admit it was a pretty sight. His best friend and his wife looked fairly cute while they sleep, Akane in a more… messy way. He smiled at the thought.
Akane always seemed to calm down once she was hugging him, her head pressed against his chest, one leg over his. Truth is, he was used to it.
His wife's soft snores were soothing, and she could actually sleep over HIS own terrible snores. The only thing he had gotten from his father (Or so he thought)
"Ranma?" asked the sleepy voice of the short haired girl, "Why are you here?"
"I miss you" he muttered in a cute tone and Akane smiled at him.
"We can't sleep together… Ukyo would notice…"
"I know… But I can't sleep…" he complained, "Let me stay just for a minute"
"Ranma…" she sighed, but was actually happy he had missed her.
"Please?" Ranma's big blue eyes filled with hope as he saw her smile.
"Okay… Just one minute…"
"Five"
"Okay five. Just hush. I don't want Ukyo to wake up on us"
Ranma smiled as she turned to let him get under the cover, her back to him. She was trying to get back to sleep when she felt his hands slip under her pajama top, caressing her stomach.
"Ranma! Stop. We can't do this here" she hissed, trying to keep quiet. Ukyo just turned to her side.
"I missed you… So much" he gasped against her neck.
Akane closed her eyes as a shiver traveled from her neck to her lower back. "Ranma, please… Just stop…"
"Okay, but tomorrow, I don't know how we do it, or where we do it; but I'm really going for second base"
Akane just giggled at that.
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Author's note: This was a weird chapter, wasn't it? I wanted to portray Ukyo in a nice way… for now. I've always liked her. I think she's better than Shampoo anyway. Anyhow, I hope it wasn't too OCC…
Read and review! See you soon, I hope!