Numbero Dos: I'm incredably frustrated with my drawings. Do you know how blooming hard it is to get Akane's face right?!
# 3: I have this incredable urge to write something silly involving Konatsu and Joey...
WSJ: So that's the reason's I'm writing this. ^_^; I hope you enjoy! Oh, and just so I warn you again, Konatsu and Ryoga are my favorite characters, although I do bash Konatsu a bit...
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PCHANGE
Chapter 6 -- Cross-dressers and Hot Water, Joey's in Hot Water
"Aaarg! Okay, that's it, we're going in! It's too cold out here!!!"
Akane glanced over at Ranma-chan. "How? All the doors are stuck shut witht he snow, and the hole in the roof was magicly fixed when WSJ opened that rift we fell through."
Ranma pondered this. "We could blast out way in,"
Akane shook her head. "No good! I doubt WSJ would take kindly to someone blowing her house apart..."
"You guys want in?"
The two turned in surprise to see Katya leaning out the livingroom window, which opened inwards and was above the snowline to boot. "Sure!" They chorused, scrambling up and over the sill.
At the moment, the only ones in the room were Katya, Yami-Malik, Mokuba, and Rosie. Everyone else were off doing their own thing. WSJ wandered in cuddling a small black piglet. A small, black, familiar piglet.
"Ryoga?" Ranma-chan asked at the same time Akane exclaimed "P-chan!"
Ryoga gave them annoyed looks, and WSJ grinned. "I was wondering when you two would get inside. Here Ranma, take Ryoga and you two go get changed back to guys."
Ranma nodded and headed out of the room, gathering Ryoga's clothes from the heap on the floor where they'd been dropped.
Akane turned questioningly to WSJ. "So, who're all these other people?"
WSJ groaned and pulled a small legal pad and a pen out of HammerSpace. "I really hate doing this, but it's gonna take too long to explain, and I do have a plot to get on with..." She scribbled something on the pad, and then tossed it back into HammerSpace. "There. All the YGO crew know about you guys, including your curses, and know you know all about them, including their Millenium Items." She grinned. "Cheap plot device I know, but it works."
Akane blinked, shrugged, and wandered off to talk to Mai. Rosie walked over to her best friend, a vaugly worried look on her face. "WSJ, I can't find your sister or brother anywhere."
WSJ snickered. "I know,"
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"Hey Feline, where do you think we are?"
"I dunno, but you might want to watch your-"
^SPLASH!^
"-step..."
"{Oh... I sorry sir...}"
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There was a crazed scramble from the kitchen, and suddenly the door banged open. Ryou, Hotaru, Yugi, Chibi-Malik, Bakura, and two unfamiliar people rushed out, and then stood warily at opposite ends of the room, regarding each other.
"They came through the window!" Hotaru accused with a shaky finger.
"So?" one of the women asked.
WSJ sighed. "Hotaru, it's all right, really. Ranma, Akane, and Ryoga are already here, so I expected that Konatsu and Ukyou wouldn't be far behind. Now all we need is little miss b*tch..."
"Someone mention Shampoo?"
WSJ chuckled at Akane. "Yeah, her."
Ukyou's eyes lit up. "Ranchan's here?!"
"Yep, he and Ryoga are, er, getting into something more comfortable. Thank you Konatsu," WSJ added as the ninja grabbed the back of Ukyou's collar, preventing her from running into the bathroom to find Ranma.
At that precise moment, Joey wandered into the room, munching on a candy cane. He spied Konatsu and his eyes lit up. "Why hello pretty lady!"
Akane, WSJ, and Ukyou stopped short. "But Joey, he's not-" Akane began.
WSJ held out a hand, grinning from ear to ear. "Stop right there Akane. It's much funnier this way."
Akane sighed. "If you say so..."
Konatsu bristled at Joey's words, especially when the blond tried to pinch Konatsu's rear. That was the straw that broke the ninja's back. Konatsu grabbed Joey by the collar and tossed him across the room. "Kuso you! I'm so sick and tired of being mistaken for a frickin' girl!!!"
"Konatsu,"
The ninja looked over at WSJ. "Hai?"
"Why don't you just stop dressing like one then?"
Konatsu looked away. "It's not that easy," he muttered.
"It's not? Are you sure? Konatsu, come with me for a minute," Konatsu shrugged at Ukyou, who was giving him a questioning look, and followed the authoress to her room.
Once there, WSJ motioned for Konatsu to sit in the computer chair, and took the bed. "Before you say anything, let me speak. You're scared to stop dressing and acting like a girl, because you don't know how to act like a guy. Your feminity scares you, but it's the fact that you're not macho that scares you even more, am I right?"
Numbly, Konatsu nodded.
WSJ smiled sympatheticly. "Ko-chan, it's Christmas Eve. No time for an identity crisis. So just have fun and be yourself, whether it be girl or boy." She leaned forward, and before Konatsu could do anything, she'd placed a gentle kiss on his cheek. And then she was gone, back to her guests with the soft russle of her blue jeans and the faint hint of the lavendar perfume she was wearing.
Konatsu was in slight shock, and for a long time sat staring at the wall of WSJ's bedroom. Can it be that- No! I love Ukyou! I love Ukyou! I love Ukyou!!! Just because one girl comes along and gives me a kiss, makes me feel understood, I am not going to go and throw away the love of my life!
[She doesn't love you,] a small, traitorous inner voice said. [Ukyou doesn't love you. She loves Ranma. But maybe, just maybe, WSJ loves you,]
Insane! Konatsu mentally yelled back. I'll make Ukyou love me! I AM NOT FALLING FOR WSJ!!!!!!!!!
[Yes you are,]
Am not!!!
"Am not what, Konatsu?"
Konatsu looked up to see Ranma-kun hovering in the doorway, Ryoga just behind him. Konatsu blushed, not having realised he said the last part outloud. "Oh, nothing,"
Ranma shrugged. "If you say so..."
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WSJ: *sweatdrops as she looks at her own traitorous hands* How does everything I write become a soap opera? Believe me, this'll only get more tangled... Okay, has anyone besides me noticed that the chapter summeries are getting less and less accurate? *sweatdrops again* I try my best, but sometimes these hands type what they want without asking me...
Chapter 7: Christmas Eve night. Konatsu tries to come to terms with his feelings for himself, Ukyou, and WSJ, and ends up having a talk with Ranma. Santa arrives with presents, but it isn't quite who you think... The presents are good though. Everyone tries to find somewhere to sleep, and the sleeping arrangments are rather... Humerous, to say the least.
*Warning: I cannot be held responcible for the inacuracy of the above staments* ^.~
God bless minna-san!