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"Pssssssst! Akane! Over here!"
Akane jumped, startled. She found the tree where the voice came from and peered behind it. There was Ryoga, hiding. "Ryoga?!?! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to wandering around Europe somewhere?"
He stood up somewhat sheepishly. Embarrassed, he replied "I wanted to see Ukyo before..you know..."
"Ohhhhhhh..that! Don't worry 'bout it. It's taken care of." Akane said reassuringly. "I'm working out the details for your special date. The only thing left if for you to get Ukyo to agree." Ryoga's face fell. "What? Is something wrong?" she asked, confused.
"Ummmm, no.well, kinda. I'm not sure she'll agree to go out with me. What if.." Ryoga stopped, thinking of all the embarrassing ways she could turn him down.
"No 'what ifs'! She'll say yes! I'm positive she will. So come over on Friday and we'll sort everything out. Okay?" Akane asked, while planning the whole romantic date in her head.
"Um, okay..if you're sure.." Ryoga said hesitantly. He was about to leave when something occurred to him. "Um.Akane?"
"What?"
"Try not to get carried away with the arrangements."
"You don't trust my matchmaking skills?" Akane asked sweetly. Ryoga could hear the unmistakable hint of a threat under the honey sweet tone.
"Umm..hey! Isn't that Ranma over there?" Ryoga wandered off, glad of the distraction.
"Where?" Akane looked around, and caught sight of Ranma. There was a murderous expression on his face. *He looks ready to kill..wait; did he see me and Ryoga talking? Is he actually JEALOUS?* With that thought in mind, she walked causally toward him, hips swaying. She smiled when he swallowed hard and looked away, his eyes still straying back to her. "Hey Ranma. Where's your whore?"
"Hey tomboy. Shampoo's not my whore, she's my girlfriend and she's working in the Chinese restaurant today." Ranma tried to look at something other than Akane's body. She was wearing a body conforming spaghetti strap tank top and jean cut offs. *Why does she always affect me this way?!?! It's not like she's the only one who wears those clothes!* He answered his own question out loud. "She's the only one who fits those clothes like they're made especially for her." Just then, he saw Akane laughing at him. *Oh no! I said it out loud!*
"Looks like you're lusting after your little whore. Let's go visit her, shall we?" Akane dragged Ranma down four blocks and into the Chinese restaurant before he could say anything. They slid into a booth and waited to be served. Soon, Shampoo came to take their orders. As soon as she saw Ranma, her voice turned all gooey and became so sweet Ranma nearly gagged. Akane however, forgot her manners and actually did gag.
"Hi Ranma, did you come to visit me?" Shampoo slid into their booth and sat next to Ranma. Akane's eyes narrowed slightly. Shampoo started rubbing her body against Ranma's. It took all his self-control not to push her away.
"Well? Aren't you going to take our orders? Hurry up bitch." Akane snapped, angry at the fact that Ranma seemed to be enjoying the feel of Shampoo's body. Shampoo reluctantly detached herself from Ranma and pulled out a pad and pencil.
"So, what do you want Ranma?"
"Ramen, like always."
"Well, sl- what do you want? Ramen?" Shampoo was about to leave when Akane stopped her.
"I'll have the wonton soup and boneless spare ribs with white rice." Akane smirked at the look of shock on Shampoo's face. It almost made up for the sight of her rubbing against Ranma's body.
"I...I...I." Shampoo stammered, speechless.
"Well? Hurry up! I don't have all day you know." Akane smiled, enjoying the look of sheer misery on Shampoo's face.
"What's going on?" Mousse, drawn by all the commotion and Ranma, appeared.
"That bitch won't get me what I ordered." Both Mousse and Ranma winced at her tone and choice of words. *Wait, since when did Akane start cursing? Is she jealous?* Ranma didn't quite dismiss that thought as quickly as he did last time. Meanwhile, Mousse glanced from Shampoo to Ranma thoughtfully. *Hmmm....who should I go for? I still have feelings for Shampoo, but Ranma..* And with nearly everyone lost in thought, Akane sat, fuming, her anger (and hunger, but mostly anger ^,^) on the brink of an explosion. The customers who saw her expression scampered. Even Shampoo's grandmother ran. Soon, it was only Mousse, Shampoo, Ranma, and Akane. The others didn't even notice the intense anger and heat radiating from Akane. But when they did, notice, it was too late.
Please R & R! And I want to thank the reviewers and fans! THANKS! ^,^ And sorry 'bout the lateness of the story..O.o I was being lazy ^.^..bad habit of mine.
"Pssssssst! Akane! Over here!"
Akane jumped, startled. She found the tree where the voice came from and peered behind it. There was Ryoga, hiding. "Ryoga?!?! What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to wandering around Europe somewhere?"
He stood up somewhat sheepishly. Embarrassed, he replied "I wanted to see Ukyo before..you know..."
"Ohhhhhhh..that! Don't worry 'bout it. It's taken care of." Akane said reassuringly. "I'm working out the details for your special date. The only thing left if for you to get Ukyo to agree." Ryoga's face fell. "What? Is something wrong?" she asked, confused.
"Ummmm, no.well, kinda. I'm not sure she'll agree to go out with me. What if.." Ryoga stopped, thinking of all the embarrassing ways she could turn him down.
"No 'what ifs'! She'll say yes! I'm positive she will. So come over on Friday and we'll sort everything out. Okay?" Akane asked, while planning the whole romantic date in her head.
"Um, okay..if you're sure.." Ryoga said hesitantly. He was about to leave when something occurred to him. "Um.Akane?"
"What?"
"Try not to get carried away with the arrangements."
"You don't trust my matchmaking skills?" Akane asked sweetly. Ryoga could hear the unmistakable hint of a threat under the honey sweet tone.
"Umm..hey! Isn't that Ranma over there?" Ryoga wandered off, glad of the distraction.
"Where?" Akane looked around, and caught sight of Ranma. There was a murderous expression on his face. *He looks ready to kill..wait; did he see me and Ryoga talking? Is he actually JEALOUS?* With that thought in mind, she walked causally toward him, hips swaying. She smiled when he swallowed hard and looked away, his eyes still straying back to her. "Hey Ranma. Where's your whore?"
"Hey tomboy. Shampoo's not my whore, she's my girlfriend and she's working in the Chinese restaurant today." Ranma tried to look at something other than Akane's body. She was wearing a body conforming spaghetti strap tank top and jean cut offs. *Why does she always affect me this way?!?! It's not like she's the only one who wears those clothes!* He answered his own question out loud. "She's the only one who fits those clothes like they're made especially for her." Just then, he saw Akane laughing at him. *Oh no! I said it out loud!*
"Looks like you're lusting after your little whore. Let's go visit her, shall we?" Akane dragged Ranma down four blocks and into the Chinese restaurant before he could say anything. They slid into a booth and waited to be served. Soon, Shampoo came to take their orders. As soon as she saw Ranma, her voice turned all gooey and became so sweet Ranma nearly gagged. Akane however, forgot her manners and actually did gag.
"Hi Ranma, did you come to visit me?" Shampoo slid into their booth and sat next to Ranma. Akane's eyes narrowed slightly. Shampoo started rubbing her body against Ranma's. It took all his self-control not to push her away.
"Well? Aren't you going to take our orders? Hurry up bitch." Akane snapped, angry at the fact that Ranma seemed to be enjoying the feel of Shampoo's body. Shampoo reluctantly detached herself from Ranma and pulled out a pad and pencil.
"So, what do you want Ranma?"
"Ramen, like always."
"Well, sl- what do you want? Ramen?" Shampoo was about to leave when Akane stopped her.
"I'll have the wonton soup and boneless spare ribs with white rice." Akane smirked at the look of shock on Shampoo's face. It almost made up for the sight of her rubbing against Ranma's body.
"I...I...I." Shampoo stammered, speechless.
"Well? Hurry up! I don't have all day you know." Akane smiled, enjoying the look of sheer misery on Shampoo's face.
"What's going on?" Mousse, drawn by all the commotion and Ranma, appeared.
"That bitch won't get me what I ordered." Both Mousse and Ranma winced at her tone and choice of words. *Wait, since when did Akane start cursing? Is she jealous?* Ranma didn't quite dismiss that thought as quickly as he did last time. Meanwhile, Mousse glanced from Shampoo to Ranma thoughtfully. *Hmmm....who should I go for? I still have feelings for Shampoo, but Ranma..* And with nearly everyone lost in thought, Akane sat, fuming, her anger (and hunger, but mostly anger ^,^) on the brink of an explosion. The customers who saw her expression scampered. Even Shampoo's grandmother ran. Soon, it was only Mousse, Shampoo, Ranma, and Akane. The others didn't even notice the intense anger and heat radiating from Akane. But when they did, notice, it was too late.
Please R & R! And I want to thank the reviewers and fans! THANKS! ^,^ And sorry 'bout the lateness of the story..O.o I was being lazy ^.^..bad habit of mine.