Akane smiled as her husband walked towards her, his eyes shining with love.
They were in a cold, sterile, hospital room, hardly a romantic setting. But
the couple looked at each other in such a way that it was apparent any
place they were was romantic by default. A smile came across the woman's
face as she grasped her husband's hand. Her voice wavered; she could barely
contain her elation.
"Hi.Daddy."
Her beloved took their new baby boy up his well-muscled arms and said "Aw wow! Great job Akane! He ain't defective or nothin! I guess you can do stuff right!"
Needless to say, the Kodak moment was halted.
"Excuse me dear?" Akane stressed the word dear.
Ranma looked at his wife in fear and held his palms out in front of his chest in a defensive manner. "Hey, don't go getting all out of- Oh crap! I dropped the kid. That's okay, we can make a new one right? Akane?"
"AAAAAAHHHH!"
*********************
Akane woke up with a gasp. She glanced at her alarm clock and rubbed her temples.
"Just a dream, Just a dream. I'm far away from any fetus."
"Nice visual sugar." Ukyo Kuonji walked into her friend's room and plopped down on the bed. "What exactly were you dreaming about?"
"You don't want to know.
"Probably not. Nabiki called. She wants us to be down at Miko's in an hour to screen some new doormen applicants."
Akane got up with a groan. "She always was an early riser. What do we need a doorman for anyway?"
"She said something about keeping up appearances." Ukyo shrugged and started towards the living room.
Akane sighed and began to get ready. She couldn't remember everything that had happened after work last night, but drinking had definitely played a part. Once she was ready to capri diem, Akane walked to the kitchen where Ukyo was having some breakfast.
"Do you remember anything about last night?"
Ukyo looked Akane over. "Probably more than you do. We were at someone's party, and I carried your drunk ass home."
"Whose party?"
"Why, a party held by one of our oldest and dearest friend's!"
"You got no clue either?"
"Nope. Now throw on some sunglasses. We've got work to do."
******************
Nabiki looked at the doorman applicants as a feeling a power swelled within her. It was good to be the boss. "Alright boys, I need you to stand in a line. Thank you. Now, shirts off. Excellent."
Akane and Ukyo walked into Miko's and briefly glanced at the line of shirtless men. Akane pointed to one on the end.
"You there? What's your name?"
The applicant looked up hopefully. If Akane Kimiko liked him, he was in!
"M-Mike! Nice to meet you Ms. Kimiko!"
"Nice to meet you too. Go get me a bottle of water." Mike nodded and ran out the door.
Nabiki smiled at Akane and held her arm out to her sister and Ukyo. "Gentleman, as I'm sure you all know, these are two of the owners of this fine establishment, Akane and Ukyo. I know Ukyo's gained a reputation as the sweet one, but she's as vain as they come, so watch out."
True to Nabiki's word, Ukyo stared pointing to men and giving them the heave-ho.
"You, come back when you grow some chest hair. You, come back when you shave some of that chest hair. You, You, You and you, just don't come back. I'm disgusted that I ever had to see your chests." The victims of Ukyo's selective nature walked out of the bar dejectedly while she sat down with a smile.
Nabiki rolled her eyes and looked the men over once again. "Alright, shirts down. Thank you."
Akane looked around impatiently. "Where is that boy with my water?" At that moment, Mike came running inside with three bottles of water. He looked at Akane apologetically.
"I didn't know which brand you preferred."
"It's not a problem. We'll be in touch with you Mike." Mike smiled gleefully, and left the room while Ukyo and Nabiki cringed inwardly. Akane saying 'We'll be in touch with you' was as good as a big old reject stamp on an applicant's forehead.
Akane shrugged. "Too eager to please. Where's Kasumi?"
Nabiki shrugged. "She's- Oh. Speak of the Angel."
Kasumi blushed as she walked into the room and made her way towards the table her family was sitting at.
"Gomen-" Kasumi paused when she realized what language she had started to speak. "I mean, Sorry guys."
Nabiki nodded and put a comforting hand on her sister's shoulder. "No problem. Boys, this is Kasumi. I know she looks very nice in that tank top, but don't try anything. Her fiancé's hotter than anyone here. Now let's finish this up. Most of you are very attractive. Even attractive enough to be on TV or whatever your medium of choice is."
Kasumi cut in. "But unfortunately, we need a doorman that wants to be with us for a long time, not until an agent in the bar notices him."
Nabiki nodded. "So, we need someone who's attractive, but still not hot enough to be offered a role in a move or anything. And the only person who's passed all of our tests and still come close is.You." Nabiki pointed to a rough looking man towards the left end of the row. "What is your name?"
The man didn't even smile as he spoke, something that infuriated the doorman rejects and thrilled Nabiki. "Jones. Casey Jones."
Akane smiled and kicked back in her chair. "Well Casey, welcome to Miko's. You start tonight."
Casey sighed under his breath. "Of joy of freaking joys."
Authors note: Yeah, here's chapter two. Thanks to those who reviewed. I'll try my best not to get a big head.
"Hi.Daddy."
Her beloved took their new baby boy up his well-muscled arms and said "Aw wow! Great job Akane! He ain't defective or nothin! I guess you can do stuff right!"
Needless to say, the Kodak moment was halted.
"Excuse me dear?" Akane stressed the word dear.
Ranma looked at his wife in fear and held his palms out in front of his chest in a defensive manner. "Hey, don't go getting all out of- Oh crap! I dropped the kid. That's okay, we can make a new one right? Akane?"
"AAAAAAHHHH!"
*********************
Akane woke up with a gasp. She glanced at her alarm clock and rubbed her temples.
"Just a dream, Just a dream. I'm far away from any fetus."
"Nice visual sugar." Ukyo Kuonji walked into her friend's room and plopped down on the bed. "What exactly were you dreaming about?"
"You don't want to know.
"Probably not. Nabiki called. She wants us to be down at Miko's in an hour to screen some new doormen applicants."
Akane got up with a groan. "She always was an early riser. What do we need a doorman for anyway?"
"She said something about keeping up appearances." Ukyo shrugged and started towards the living room.
Akane sighed and began to get ready. She couldn't remember everything that had happened after work last night, but drinking had definitely played a part. Once she was ready to capri diem, Akane walked to the kitchen where Ukyo was having some breakfast.
"Do you remember anything about last night?"
Ukyo looked Akane over. "Probably more than you do. We were at someone's party, and I carried your drunk ass home."
"Whose party?"
"Why, a party held by one of our oldest and dearest friend's!"
"You got no clue either?"
"Nope. Now throw on some sunglasses. We've got work to do."
******************
Nabiki looked at the doorman applicants as a feeling a power swelled within her. It was good to be the boss. "Alright boys, I need you to stand in a line. Thank you. Now, shirts off. Excellent."
Akane and Ukyo walked into Miko's and briefly glanced at the line of shirtless men. Akane pointed to one on the end.
"You there? What's your name?"
The applicant looked up hopefully. If Akane Kimiko liked him, he was in!
"M-Mike! Nice to meet you Ms. Kimiko!"
"Nice to meet you too. Go get me a bottle of water." Mike nodded and ran out the door.
Nabiki smiled at Akane and held her arm out to her sister and Ukyo. "Gentleman, as I'm sure you all know, these are two of the owners of this fine establishment, Akane and Ukyo. I know Ukyo's gained a reputation as the sweet one, but she's as vain as they come, so watch out."
True to Nabiki's word, Ukyo stared pointing to men and giving them the heave-ho.
"You, come back when you grow some chest hair. You, come back when you shave some of that chest hair. You, You, You and you, just don't come back. I'm disgusted that I ever had to see your chests." The victims of Ukyo's selective nature walked out of the bar dejectedly while she sat down with a smile.
Nabiki rolled her eyes and looked the men over once again. "Alright, shirts down. Thank you."
Akane looked around impatiently. "Where is that boy with my water?" At that moment, Mike came running inside with three bottles of water. He looked at Akane apologetically.
"I didn't know which brand you preferred."
"It's not a problem. We'll be in touch with you Mike." Mike smiled gleefully, and left the room while Ukyo and Nabiki cringed inwardly. Akane saying 'We'll be in touch with you' was as good as a big old reject stamp on an applicant's forehead.
Akane shrugged. "Too eager to please. Where's Kasumi?"
Nabiki shrugged. "She's- Oh. Speak of the Angel."
Kasumi blushed as she walked into the room and made her way towards the table her family was sitting at.
"Gomen-" Kasumi paused when she realized what language she had started to speak. "I mean, Sorry guys."
Nabiki nodded and put a comforting hand on her sister's shoulder. "No problem. Boys, this is Kasumi. I know she looks very nice in that tank top, but don't try anything. Her fiancé's hotter than anyone here. Now let's finish this up. Most of you are very attractive. Even attractive enough to be on TV or whatever your medium of choice is."
Kasumi cut in. "But unfortunately, we need a doorman that wants to be with us for a long time, not until an agent in the bar notices him."
Nabiki nodded. "So, we need someone who's attractive, but still not hot enough to be offered a role in a move or anything. And the only person who's passed all of our tests and still come close is.You." Nabiki pointed to a rough looking man towards the left end of the row. "What is your name?"
The man didn't even smile as he spoke, something that infuriated the doorman rejects and thrilled Nabiki. "Jones. Casey Jones."
Akane smiled and kicked back in her chair. "Well Casey, welcome to Miko's. You start tonight."
Casey sighed under his breath. "Of joy of freaking joys."
Authors note: Yeah, here's chapter two. Thanks to those who reviewed. I'll try my best not to get a big head.