A knock comes upon the door of the Tendo Dojo one fine summer afternoon. Akane makes her way down the hallway and greets their visitor. It was Shampoo. She looked a little depressed, well, she's looked that way ever since Akane and Ranma finally got married. After the invitation inside, they go into the dinning room to sit at the table for a cup of tea and small-talk.
"What brings you here, Shampoo?" Akane asks.
"Shampoo just wanted to stop by." Shampoo replies.
Ranma comes in after a while. "Oh…Yo, Shampoo."
"Nihao, Ranma." Shampoo finally smiles, but goes back to her tea with a scowl. "Going back to China tomorrow."
"You are?" Ranma said.
Shampoo nods. "Great Grandmother staying. She don't want to go back. So Shampoo just go back with Mousse."
"Mousse is going back too? Well, that will make him happy."
"Mousse has nothing to do with Shampoo, Akane." Shampoo snaps back.
"I didn't mean it that way, Shampoo." Akane replies. "He just has tried to go back to China a few times now and hasn't. He seems to be a little homesick lately."
Shampoo finishes her tea and gets up to leave. "Great Grandmother say come to Neko Hanten. Sayonara."
"Good-bye." Ranma waves awkwardly.
"Wow. I never thought Shampoo would go back to China." Akane says. "Not that I wouldn't mind her staying, but maybe China will be a good change for her."
"Yeah."
Shampoo gets on her delivery bike and rides back to the Neko Hanten. She parks it in front of the sliding door and enters, nose high in the air. Mousse had just gotten to the bottom of the stairs with his traveling bag full.
"I'm glad you're coming with me, Shampoo. But are you sure you want to go back?" He asks.
"Shampoo made up her mind. Shampoo going back to China. Has nothing better to do here." Shampoo replies. "Ranma no love Shampoo anymore."
Mousse smiles to himself secretly and goes to prepare further for the leaving. They head out later that afternoon and make it to their old Chinese Amazon Tribe grounds by the next day at nightfall. They were home and it didn't look like they'd be going back to Japan any time soon.
"Big Sister Shampoo!"
Shampoo was greeted one day by her two little sisters, Ling-Ling and Lung-Lung. She dare not tell them she never killed the girl-type Ranma, or never married the boy-type Ranma. They still looked up to her, so to make them shut up, Shampoo told them of the fictional gruesome death of Ranma. Mousse on the other hand went to more intense training. If Shampoo wouldn't take him, he'd train harder so he could finally defeat a woman and marry.