' someone thinking
"someone talking
A distraught looking teenager is running around the streets of Nerima. He looks disheveled, and he keeps looking back, as if someone is following him. He keeps on running and suddenly makes a sharp turn on a corner, and keeps on running, then he stops and jumps over the gate's of a house. There is a sign outside the gate.
Tendo Dojo
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Just Another Project
Chapter 6
Ranma was sitting on one of the boulders in front of the koi pond. Hewas
pondering his current situation. Yesterday he had once again messed
up, and Akane had gotten angry, and although there was nothing unusual with
that, this time Akane had ended their engagement and accepted Mousse's offer.
She was now officially Mousse's girlfriend.
'Why did duck-boy suddenly get sweet on the tomboy? I thought he was
in love with Shampoo!!" Pondered the one known as Ranma.
Akane had returned home that night wearing the cutest outfit hehadever seen, making Ranma realize that he had underestimated Akane's feminineattributes. She had been laughing when she came in, carrying shopping bags. She hadn't seemed as heartbroken as she usually was when Ranma screwed up,which had really worried him. They had not said one word to each othersince their fight. It seemed like Akane was avoiding him and, to tellthe truth, Ranma didn't know how to approach her either. One thing was forsure, though, next time Ranma saw duck-boy they would have a nice, long chat.
It was at that moment that Ranma saw someone jump over the gates of the
Dojo. Ranma stood up and assumed a combat position in case the guytried
to kill him for some reason. It took a moment for Ranma to recognize
the disheveled teenager with the low ponytail and earring.
"Mousse??!!" He questioned.
Mousse looked at Ranma with wild eyes. "Oh, it's you Saotome, would
you mind informing me of the whereabouts of my lovely lady?"
"What?" Questioned again our intelligent hero.
Mousse rolled his eyes in exasperation. "Akane, where is she?"
Ranma's eyes narrowed "What do you want with her?" Yet another question.
"That is none of your concern, Saotome." Mousse declared.
"I think it is, duck-boy."
"I think not. Will you tell me where she is or should I ask Kasumi?"
Asked the one Ranma called duck-boy.
"She's in her room." Ranma stated.
"Thank you."
As Mousse walked towards the house, Ranma 'accidentally' pushed him intothe
koi pond.
"Whoops!! Sorry Mousse, my man, I guess I'm just too clumsy!"
Mousse glared at Ranma and quaked angrily, trying to peck him.
"Ranma, what are you doing to Mu-mu-chan?" A feminine voice asked.
Ranma froze waiting for the Mallet of Doom, while Mousse quaked pitifully,
putting on his most 'I'm-a-little-defenseless-ducky' expression, complete
with the waterworks.
Akane looked at Ranma with a face that promised eternal pain and suffering
and closed her hand tightly. A small metallic noise could be heard.
Ranma dropped Mousse on the floor and patted him on the head. Mousse
tried to peck his hand, and Ranma smiled tightly while he tried to pry Mousse
off his hand by moving it up and down furiously.
Akane sighed and rolled her eyes, then she walked towards the boys and took
Mousse away from Ranma. She cradled the duck in her arms and hugged
him tightly, making sure not to put him too close to her breasts.
"My poor, poor Mu-mu-chan!! What did mean old Ranma do to you?" She asked.
"Quack!!" Mousse did that teary-eyed thing again.
"Hey!! I didn't do anything!!" Ranma responded to the accusations.
"Whatever." said Akane as she walked back towards the house.
Ranma just looked after her, mumbling something about uncute tomboys.
Unfortunately, he wasn't quiet enough and Akane stopped. Ranma gulped
audibly as Akane walked back to him and stood in front of him, their faces
just inches apart.
"Now, Ranma, be nice. You wouldn't like me to get rough, would you?"
Questioned the one Ranma called "Tomboy".
Akane closed the distance between their faces and Ranma backed away abruptly,
falling into the koi pond. Ranma-chan resurfaced, coughing, while Akane
and Mousse laughed (Well, as well as a duck can laugh).
"That will teach you not to mess with my Mu-mu-chan." She stated.
Akane picked up Mousse's wet clothes and went back inside the house. Ranma
just stared at them, angry.
As they left, Mousse remembered the metallic sound he had heard when Akane
had closed her fist and he looked curiously at her hand. He saw two small
metal balls, about one inch in diameter.
'What are those?' Mousse pondered.
~0~
After putting Mousse's clothes to dry, Akane took him into her room, grabbing
a kettle Kasumi had saved for Ranma on the way.
'The jerk can heat his own water.' She decided.
Akane gave Mousse a set of clothing she had saved 'just in case' and walked
out of the room.
As Mousse changed, he saw an open notebook on Akane's desk. He became
curiousand read what it said.
Day 6
Method: Stress Balls.
'So that's what those balls were for!!' He realized.
Mousse turned towards the door. "A-chan, you can come in now."
Akane walked in and sat on her bed, Mousse sat on a chair in front of her.
"A-chan, we need to talk."
"Uh? about what?" She asked confused.
"Well, you know how you asked me where I got all the money for the flowers
and stuffed animals?" He said while he motioned to said items in Akane'sroom.
"Yeah, you didn't tell me. How DID you get that money?" She asked curiously.
Mousse cleared his throat. He was going to die, he knew it. Well, at
least people could say that he was very brave at his funeral.
"A-chan I need you to relax and be calm after I tell you."
Akane got that bad foreboding feeling in her stomach. "Why?"
"Do you promise?" He asked.
"Mu-mu-chan, what did you do?" She asked with a hint of worry on her voice.
"Promise." He pressed.
"Okay, fine, I promise, now tell me, what did you do?" Asked Akane.
Mousse breathed in deeply and began to talk.
~0~
"WHAT!!!!" A feminine scream was heard.
Mousse gulped, but forced himself to speak.
"A-chan, you promised."
"DON'T YOU DARE A-CHAN ME!!!! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID????!!!!" Akane continued
shouting in the same fashion.
Mouse heard a loud, metallic noise, followed by a horrible breaking sound
and saw sparkles coming out of Akane's hand. Akane stopped for a moment
in shock and looked at her hand. She opened it carefully and a thin,
delicate, silvery dust fell to the ground. Mousse saw her turn to look
at him, and his bravery melted. He fell to his knees in front of Akane.
"You are right. Completely right. I'm sorry!!! I'm sorry!!! Please!!
Pleasedon't kill me, I beg you!!! I have a family to support!!!" Mousse
begged.
Akane was taken aback for a moment. "Family?"
Mousse did a double take. "Uh... not yet, but someday I might!!!! Please,
in the name of my unborn, not yet conceived children, spare me!!!!!"
Akane looked at Mousse disgusted. "Stand up, I won't kill you. But you
have to buy me another pair of stress balls!!"
"Anything you say A-chan"
"Honestly, that was pathetic, I expected that out of my dad and Mr. Saotome,
but not you." She remarked.
"Hey!! I'm alive aren't I?" Said he.
"And you'll shut up if you want to keep being that way!!" Akane exclaimed.
"Anything you say mistress." Mousse cowered.
Akane rolled her eyes and sat on her bed, massaging her temples. She leaned
on to her drawer and took out a small chinese box. She opened it and
took out another pair of stress balls. Mousse was about to say something
when he saw them, but Akane's glare stopped him and he went back to his worshipping
position.
"It's always good to be prepared, but you still owe me another pair!!!" She
screamed at the cowering boy.
Mousse just nodded frantically.
Akane began to move the balls in her hand, the clinking of the metal calming
her down.
"Okay Mu-mu-chan, let me see if I understand. You needed money to impress
everybody, right?" Mousse nodded. Akane continued and the clinkingof
the balls grew in strength "So you went out and did the stupidest thingpossible."
Mousse was about to debate the issue but Akane's glare stopped him again.
"You borrowed money from the Japanese Mafia." She stated in a contained voice.
"Uh, actually, it was the Italian Mafia." He corrected.
Akane's eyes widened. "YOU BORROWED MONEY FROM THE ITALIAN MAFIA IN
JAPAN????!!!!!!"
"Uh... yeah???" Mousse responded in a small voice.
Akane realized how close her stress balls were from breaking and calmed herself
down. She took a deep breath.
"Okayyyy, make it the Italian Mafia. Are you not convinced that you are an
idiot yet?" She asked him.
Mousse nodded frantically again.
"How did that happen anyway??? I mean, what would the Italian Mafia be doing
in Japan?" Akane asked, confused.
"Umm... Well, they are a global organization, you could say, they have at
least one office open in each big city in the world, sort of like McDonalds,
or Citybank."
"McDonalds... right... So, let's move on. How much did you borrow?" She inquired.
"Um.... fifty thousand dollars?" He answered.
"Fifty thousand... what??? Did you say dollars?" Akane asked again.
"Yeah." Said he.
"Why would you borrow in dollars?" She asked .
"It's the only currency they would accept, something about being carefulin
case the Yen devaluates." He responded.
"Right... So where is the rest of the money?" Akane asked.
"It's in a bank." He said.
"How much is there left?"
"About ten thousand?" He stated.
"Ten thousand!!! Where did the rest go???" She asked, perplexed.
"Um... well, that lovely ring you are wearing was about fifteen thousanditself,
the flowers, stuffed animals, shipping and delivery was about tenthousand
more, the clothing was about five thousand, dinner afterwards wasa thousand,
and the rest was miscellaneous stuff."
"Fifteen thousand for a ring!!! Ten for flowers!!! Five for clothing!!! A
thousand for dinner!! Where exactly did you buy this stuff??" Akane exclaimed.
"Hey, that ring is a work of art!! And most flowers are exotic from the farthest
corners of the world!! That is one of a kind designer clothing that
you are wearing!!! And the dinner was in the most expensive restaurant in
Japan!!" He tried to defend himself.
"Mu-mu-chan, you're an idiot." She remarked.
"I know!!!" Mousse broke down crying and Akane patted his head comfortingly.
(Or as comforting as she could be at the moment, which, truth be told wasn't
a lot. Just a lil' bit. Okay, she was basically whacking himon
the head. Happy now?)
"Never mind that, Mu-mu-chan, what is the real problem?"
Mousse continued sobbing on Akane's lap.
"Mu-mu-chan?"
Mousse went on undisturbed.
"MOUSSE!!!"
Mousse stood up completely in control of himself. "Okay, okay, I had
hoped you wouldn't get to this part" He sighed and continued "Well you know,
I had to return the money in three years, but Lazaro lost a bet and.."
"Lazaro??" Mousse left Akane confused again.
"The guy who lent me the money, anyway, he lost a bet and now he has to pay
it off, so he came to me for the money.."
"How long ago did you borrow the money??"
"Two days ago." He stated.
"And he's asking for the money already??"
"Hey, its the mafia, what did you expect?" Said he, as if it was obvious.
"For you to have more brains?" She declared.
Mousse grimaced but continued "So anyway, I have to pay the money by tonight,
and I don't know what to do!!! And just to make it worse, they are stalking
me!!!"
"So you want me to hide you." Stated Akane.
"Yeah, that and help me find forty thousand dollars." Mouse added.
Akane sweat dropped but then smirked. 'Oh, boy, you're going to pay dearly
for this Mu-mu-chan.'
"We can't go to Nabiki, It'll be worse than the Mafia." Akane stated.
Mousse nodded.
Akane smiled broadly "I know just how to hide you!!" She continued.
Mousse suddenly got nervous. The last time Akane had smiled like that
he had found himself with an earring an hour later. He inched awayfrom
her slowly, but Akane grabbed his hand before he could escape.
"Oh no you don't Mu-mu-chan!!"
~0~
Akane waited outside the door as Mousse once again changed his clothing.
The same broad smile was still on her face.
"Mu-mu-chan? Are you done?"
"NO."
"Aw, come on, you've been in there for fifteen minutes." She told him.
"I don't care, I'm not coming out." Mousse said, decided.
"You have to, don't you want us to go find the money you owe?" She asked.
"The Italian mafia can kill for all I care!! I am not coming out!!!!" Heresponded.
"Well, I can call Ranma and make him force you out."
There was a rustle of clothes and Mousse came out. Akane burst in laughter.
Mousse was not amused.
"A-chan, this is not funny." He declared.
"Yes it is, Mu-mu-chan."
"I hate you." He said.
"Oh, that's too bad, I love you." She remarked.
"If you loved me you would not do this to me." He pressed.
"Au contraire, I love you enough to want to keep you alive."
"There are other ways." He said, pleadingly.
"I don't think so." Akane said, grinning.
"A-chan, you make a horrible best friend."
Akane stopped laughing "Best friend?"
Mousse twiddled with his fingers "Well, yeah, I mean after all we have shared
I have grown fond of you."
"It's been less than a week since we started actually talking." She remarked.
"Well, I have never met anyone who would have helped me like you have insucha
short time."
Akane's eyes watered and she hugged Mousse tightly "Aww, Mousse you are so
sweet!! You are my best friend too, you know?"
Mousse hugged her back and they stayed like that for a while.
"Sooo... Can I change now?" Mousse asked Akane while still in her embrace.
"No."
"Damn." He cursed.
That was when Ranma walked into the scene. He had been worried when
he heard Akane shout in anger, but considering the tone on her voice, hehad
decided (along with every other member of the house) to stay as far awayas
he could. When everything had quieted down, though, he had cometosee
if Akane was fine.
Keep in mind that this was Ranma Saotome, who had fought demons, legendary
princes, near-gods, and similar things. You could not surprise himtoo
easily. But what he saw that day he never forgot.
There was Akane, his EX-fiancee, hugging Mousse. A very 'different' Mousse.
Well, let's get to the point, shall we? Mousse was dressed as a Drag
Queen. A very attractive Drag Queen at that. He was wearing Akane's
biggest oversized clothes, which were ridiculously tight on him. His
hair was arranged in a lovely hairstyle (Or at least it would have been on
a woman), and he had too much makeup on. In fact, the only way Ranma
recognized him was because of the earring on his left ear.
Ranma's eyes widened and he fell to the floor in shock. The two other
teenagers looked at him. He stood up and backed away from them, holding
his hands up and waving them defensively.
"I didn't see anything, I swear, really!!!!" He turned and ran down
the corridor and stairs.
Akane and Mousse watched the whole display, motionless.
"That wasn't good." Mousse declared.
"Nope." Akane answered.
~0~
Mousse and Akane had decided to deal with Ranma later, so they left the
house quietly (On Mousse's account).
"A-chan, why are you being so mean to me?"
"Mean? I'm never mean."
"You just made me dress as a Drag Queen!!!!" He wailed.
"But you look sooo beautiful!!"
"I don't WANT to look beautiful!!" He said angrily.
"Calm down, Mu-mu-chan, no one will recognize you this way."
"You could have just gotten a wig or something!!"
"I didn't have a wig at the moment!!! And anyway, no one will ever recognize
you like this. I mean, who would believe that you would dress in woman's
clothes? Akane stated with a giggle.
"Mumble, Ranma, mummble, right, mumble, tomboy, mumble." Grumbled Mousse.
"What did you say?!" Akane's voice gained a dangerous tone and the little
metal balls were tinkling again.
"Nothing!!" Mousse held his arms up defensively.
"That's what I thought."
The teens kept on walking until Akane stopped in front of a large, festive-looking
building. Akane walked in followed by Mousse.
"Um... A-chan... Where are we?" asked Mousse as he looked all around himin
awe.
"In a casino."
"A casino." Mousse kept on staring.
"A-chan?"
"What?"
"Why are we here?"
Akane gave Mousse a 'Are-you-really-that-stupid?' look. "We're here because
SOMEONE is in debt with the Italian Mafia and we need money. Lots of
it. Fast."
"Oh, yeah..." He said.
Akane finally spotted what she was looking for. "Come on Mu-mu-chan."
Akane dragged Mousse to a ATM. She looked at Mousse expectantly.
Mousse looked at the ATM up and down, as if he was sizing up an opponent.
Akane became impatient. "Well??"
"What?"
"Are you going to do something?!!!!" She told him impatiently.
Mousse was thoughtful for a minute, then he turned to Akane. "What do you
want me to do?"
Akane put her head in her hands. "Idiot" She then took her head out of her
head and sighed, while she searched through her purse for her stress balls.
When she found them she held them strictly in her hand while she got ready
to speak.
"Okay Mousse, here we go again. Mousse, meet Mr. ATM. Mr.ATM
specializes in taking money out of your account and giving it to you when
you need it. You have money in an account, you need money now,Mr. ATM
can help you."
"You could have just said 'Mousse, take the money out of the ATM', you know?"
Mousse replied, shaking his head.
Akane stared at Mousse. "So you DO know something! We're making progress.
Now get the money."
Mousse murmured something about not being appreciated and took a card out
of hammerspace (Hidden Weapons, very useful) and took five thousand dollars
out of the bank.
"Take three hundred more." Instructed Akane.
Mousse looked curiously at Akane but did as she said. Akane took the
money and put it in her purse. Then she headed for a boutique nextto
the casino.
"I thought you said we were going to gamble."
"We are, but first we need some things." She answered.
They walked into the boutique, and Akane began inspecting the dresses.
"We need to look good in order to attract men's attentions."
"Why do we want men's attention?"
"Because the men in there are perverted idiots and they have money to spare."
She stated.
"You have the MOST ingenious plans." Said Mousse sarcastically.
"Shut up. I'm helping you aren't I?"
She grabbed a short black dress in the plus section and held it out to Mousse.
"So, what do you think Mu-mu-chan?"
"Um, isn't it a little big?"
Akane frowned and inspected the dress. She held it up in front of Mousse.
"No, I think its just right. Why don't you go try it on?"
"WHAT??!!! B-but it's a dress!!"
"And what are you wearing right now?" She asked.
Mousse looked at himself and sighed. "A dress..."
"Bingo! Now let's go see how it looks on you, ok?"
"Grumble grumble."
"You are walking on dangerous territory Mu-mu-chan..."
Mousse stopped grumbling and walked into the woman's fitting room. He
walked into a stall and changed while Akane waited for him outside.
When he came out Akane resisted the urge to laugh again.
"You look great Mu-mu-chan!"
Mousse shot her a dark look.
"No, you really do!"
Mousse looked at his reflection in the mirror.
"Well, it's better than what I was wearing before. I do think it makes
my thighs look big, though." He stated.
Akane looked at Mousse nervously.
"What?" He asked.
"You are worrying me Mu-mu-chan."
"Why?"
Akane shook her head and walked out of the fitting room. "Never mind. Sow
what do you think I should wear?"
Mousse looked around the boutique and grabbed a short, form-fitting black
dress. There was an evil glint in his eyes.
'I'm not the only one who is going to suffer, A-chan' thought Mousse.
Aloud he said "Try this one A-chan..."
Akane looked at the tiny, slinky piece of black fabric and the cleavage it
was designed to show and her eyes widened.
"No way!"
"Come on A-chan, you'll look ravishing!"
"No Mu-mu-chan."
"Please??!!"
"No!"
"Well then... I guess I don't have to cross dress either." He said slowly.
"You can't do that Mu-mu-chan! The mafia will recognize you!"
"Yeah, but if I have to suffer, then you should also suffer!" He exclaimed.
"Oh so that is it? Revenge?" She realized.
Mousse at Akane with an 'Isn't-it-obvious' look. "Well.. yeah..."
"I won't do it!"
"Well then." Mousse began to walk back to the fitting rooms "I should change
into some more comfortable clothes"
Akane bit her lip nervously 'Honestly!! That idiot! He will get himself killed'
"Wait Mu-mu-chan, I'll do it." She gave in.
"Good."
Akane walked into a stall and changed. She looked at herself in the
mirror and she decided she couldn't walk outside on those clothes.
"Come on Akane!!! We have to get to the casino someday, you know!"
"I can't come out Mu-mu-chan!"
"Sure you can! Just unlock the latch and open the door."
"It's not funny Mu-mu-chan! This dress doesn't even pass for underwear!"
Mousse sighed. He took out a key from hammerspace and unlocked thedoor.
When he saw Akane his jaw hit the floor.
The short dress accentuated Akane's long legs and showed a bit of cleavage,
while the fabric clung to Akane's slender body. The darkness of the dress
turned her skin into pale marble. It looked sexy, yet elegant. Overall,
the dress made Akane look like a very elegant and seductive young woman.
"Mu-mu-chan?"
Mousse tried to compose himself. "Akane, you look beautiful!!" A small voice
in his head whispered that she would attract a lot of hormone crazed billionaires.
"You HAVE to wear it!"
"Are you kidding?!! No way." She exclaimed.
"A-chan" he said as he 'gently' ushered her out of the fitting room "Money,
remember?"
"Yeah, I remember, money YOU owe!"
"But you promised to help me!" Mousse did the teary-eyed thing again,
for good measure.
Akane sighed in defeat "Fine, but you seriously owe me, Mu-mu-chan."
"Yes! Of course!"
Akane frowned and fussed with the dress, trying to cover some more skin.
Mousse shook his head and rearranged the dress so it showed the ideal amount
of skin. "Really A-chan, so many girls would die to have your looks."
He took a brush out of hammerspace and brushed her hair carefully, thentookout
a makeup kit and told Akane to put on enough to accentuate, but nottoomuch.
When they were ready they paid for the clothing and a pair of delicate, tasteful
earrings. Then Mousse took out some fake id's (hammerspace) and walked
to the front doors of the casino. They stopped and breathed deeply,
preparing themselves for the event to come.
~@~
Hi!! It's time for the author's note!
*General grumbling and groaning
Hey! Quit that! *Looks around disapprovingly Okay. well, first off, I should
apologize 4 how long it took me to complete this chapter. I have my
excuses:
1)I was quite angry 4 some time b/c SOMEONE stole my calculator in math STATE
exam week. (Those things are $34, u know) AND my smelly, old gym clothes!!
(Who would do something like that?) That's right, some person broke
into my gym locker and stole my gym clothes 4 no apparent reason. Well,
whoever u are, u are now responsible for some deductions in my gym grade(the
teacher refused to believe my story, and it was TRUE 4 once!) and ur now
the owner of a whole, used, gym outfit. (lucky u!!)
2) State Exam week. I got a 99 in the Spanish exam!! YAY!! (pretty good considering
my spelling) And yes, I know I'm Mexican and it's NOT cheating b/c I hadto
learn English, so there! I'd rather not talk 'bout my other grades (Ipassed,
but not with flying colors)
3) This chapter is a lot longer b/c of those of u who asked 4 it.
4) Some of my proof readers were not able to send me back the fic quickly
4 reasons of their own.
5) I'm a slow writer.
Now that I'm excused, It's time 4 the thank u's:
Thanks to my loyal proof readers Ranma-Chan, Otaku King, and Shampoo (I finally
found out her name!!)
Thanks to those who sent me emails encouraging me and giving ideas.
Thanks to u, the one's reading my fic's ('specially those who actually review
the story, I'm sooo thankful)
And thanks to:
HashBrown 4 helping with this chapter's method.
My bro the D@rkk Mann 4 crossdressing Mousse (If u don't like it, flame him
at Cabrincabron@hotmail.com)
My friend AuthorUnknown 4 giving me ideas.
Well, that's it 4 now. This is obviously not the whole story, I split
it up because it was getting too long. I'm sort of unsure of what to do next.
I have some ideas, but nothing concrete, so 4 those of u who care, couldu
maybe help out a poor author?
*I hope u like the answer to u'r previous question, Ghost ^_^*
Meztli