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disclaimer, see previous chapters.
Thoughts are in 'quotations'.
"Shampoo, what are you doing here?" Akane stood up, putting her hands on her hips.
"I come bring ramen to airen. Nabiki Tendo tell Shampoo Ranma sick. Ramen help feel better." She took a bowl from the delivery case and handed it to him, along with chopsticks. "Here, for airen."
"Gee, thanks Shampoo. I was hungry." He started to eat the ramen. Yes, eat. Not inhale, not devour. Just eat like a normal human. Shampoo realized that he really was sick.
"Alright, he has the food. You can leave now." Akane pointed towards the door, not even trying to be discreet.
"What violent girl talking about? Shampoo will not leave husband when he need her. What kind of wife you think I am?" Shampoo stood defensively, glaring back at Akane.
"For one, you aren't his wife. And two, um, uh. . ." She didn't know what to say. She just needed to get those two away from each other. 'Think Akane, think!' Then an idea struck her. "He was just about to take an oatmeal bath."
Ranma gave her a strange look. "I was?"
Ryoga also thought the presence of Shampoo made Akane a little nuts. "He was?"
"Yes, he was," Akane folded her arms and grinned.
"What oatmeal bath?" Shampoo was confused, obviously not for the first time in her life.
"It is a bath with oatmeal in it. It helps when your skin is itchy. There is a box left in the medicine cabinet from a long time ago. We bought it just in case, but never used it. Now we can." She helped Ranma up before going to get the brown box from the medicine cabinet. "C'mon, Ranma. Time for your bath."
When Akane wasn't paying attention, Shampoo grabbed the box with the oatmeal powder in it. "Shampoo go make bath for Ranma."
Ryoga could tell that Akane could barely keep for screaming. Shampoo was ignoring him, giving him the perfect opportunity to get back the medicine from the young Amazon. "I'll make the bath for Ranma. Let's go." He walked away, dragging Ranma by the shirt.
"Hey, Ryoga."
"Yeah, Ranma?"
"The bathroom is the other way."
"Oh."
"C'mon, P-chan." Ranma lugged him towards the bathroom.
"Don't call me P-chan."
Akane and Shampoo squared off in a staring contest of wills. "You don't have to stay, Shampoo. I suggest you leave. I'm guessing you have never had the chicken pox. You wouldn't want to catch it." She said it all dryly, putting sarcastic emphasis on the last sentence.
"Shampoo no care. She sit right here and wait for Ranma." She sat on the floor of the Saotome room, looking superiorly at Akane.
"Fine then." Akane managed to get out through clenched teeth. 'I will not say what I really want to. I'm not that rude.' The two just sat in the room, their auras making it freezing. Even the window sill started to ice over.
"Wow, I actually do feel better. That bath really worked." Ranma and Ryoga came back sometime later. Both girls got up at the same time to reach him. Being closer to the door, Akane got their first.
She placed a hand on his forehead, then moved it down to his cheeks and neck. She frowned, a worried expression growing. "You are still burning up. I'm going to go find something that might bring down the fever." She left the trio, concerned at Ranma's health.
Akane returned to find a sickening site. Shampoo was rubbing the lotion into Ranma, always taking her good sweet time to massage it in. The worst part was, it seemed like Ranma was enjoying it. If the cup of water had been glass, instead of thick plastic, it would have immediately shattered. She regained self-control holding the cup and two aspirin out to Ranma.
"Thanks, Akane." He swallowed them, before quickly relaxing back into Shampoo's calamine massage. It was to Akane's joy when the purple-haired girl finally squeezed the bottle and nothing came out.
"Well, it seems that bottle is empty. I'll go get the other one." She skipped away, glad that she had been able to stop Shampoo from rubbing all over him. It made her nauseous and this meant that she got to finish. 'Why am I so jealous and protective? I don't wanna rub the lotion on him, do I? Am I actually starting to like that jerk?'
After Ranma was fully coated, the four teenagers sat in silence until Ryoga spoke up. "Don't you have to go back to the Cat Café? Won't that old ghoul be worried about you?"
Akane sighed in relief. 'Thank you, Ryoga. You are a genius!'
"Aiyah! You right! Shampoo be back later!" the girl left, ('Finally,' thought Akane), though not without making a huge destruction of a downstairs wall.
"I thought she would never leave! Good thinking, Ryoga." He beamed at her praise.
Unfortunately, they all thought 'Why do I have the feeling this will not be the last of today's visitors?'
A/N: Sorry if all you Shampoo fans thought I made her seem mean there, I'm just not one of you. In my opinion, she is a bimbo who should learn to speak Japanese. She may sound cute, but it makes her seem really stupid. I have to say that I like her hair and clothes though. I also have to respect her determination and power as a martial artist. Other then that, I don't care for her in the least, except maybe as comic relief. Questions, comments, reactions, and reviews are greatly appreciated.
Thoughts are in 'quotations'.
"Shampoo, what are you doing here?" Akane stood up, putting her hands on her hips.
"I come bring ramen to airen. Nabiki Tendo tell Shampoo Ranma sick. Ramen help feel better." She took a bowl from the delivery case and handed it to him, along with chopsticks. "Here, for airen."
"Gee, thanks Shampoo. I was hungry." He started to eat the ramen. Yes, eat. Not inhale, not devour. Just eat like a normal human. Shampoo realized that he really was sick.
"Alright, he has the food. You can leave now." Akane pointed towards the door, not even trying to be discreet.
"What violent girl talking about? Shampoo will not leave husband when he need her. What kind of wife you think I am?" Shampoo stood defensively, glaring back at Akane.
"For one, you aren't his wife. And two, um, uh. . ." She didn't know what to say. She just needed to get those two away from each other. 'Think Akane, think!' Then an idea struck her. "He was just about to take an oatmeal bath."
Ranma gave her a strange look. "I was?"
Ryoga also thought the presence of Shampoo made Akane a little nuts. "He was?"
"Yes, he was," Akane folded her arms and grinned.
"What oatmeal bath?" Shampoo was confused, obviously not for the first time in her life.
"It is a bath with oatmeal in it. It helps when your skin is itchy. There is a box left in the medicine cabinet from a long time ago. We bought it just in case, but never used it. Now we can." She helped Ranma up before going to get the brown box from the medicine cabinet. "C'mon, Ranma. Time for your bath."
When Akane wasn't paying attention, Shampoo grabbed the box with the oatmeal powder in it. "Shampoo go make bath for Ranma."
Ryoga could tell that Akane could barely keep for screaming. Shampoo was ignoring him, giving him the perfect opportunity to get back the medicine from the young Amazon. "I'll make the bath for Ranma. Let's go." He walked away, dragging Ranma by the shirt.
"Hey, Ryoga."
"Yeah, Ranma?"
"The bathroom is the other way."
"Oh."
"C'mon, P-chan." Ranma lugged him towards the bathroom.
"Don't call me P-chan."
Akane and Shampoo squared off in a staring contest of wills. "You don't have to stay, Shampoo. I suggest you leave. I'm guessing you have never had the chicken pox. You wouldn't want to catch it." She said it all dryly, putting sarcastic emphasis on the last sentence.
"Shampoo no care. She sit right here and wait for Ranma." She sat on the floor of the Saotome room, looking superiorly at Akane.
"Fine then." Akane managed to get out through clenched teeth. 'I will not say what I really want to. I'm not that rude.' The two just sat in the room, their auras making it freezing. Even the window sill started to ice over.
"Wow, I actually do feel better. That bath really worked." Ranma and Ryoga came back sometime later. Both girls got up at the same time to reach him. Being closer to the door, Akane got their first.
She placed a hand on his forehead, then moved it down to his cheeks and neck. She frowned, a worried expression growing. "You are still burning up. I'm going to go find something that might bring down the fever." She left the trio, concerned at Ranma's health.
Akane returned to find a sickening site. Shampoo was rubbing the lotion into Ranma, always taking her good sweet time to massage it in. The worst part was, it seemed like Ranma was enjoying it. If the cup of water had been glass, instead of thick plastic, it would have immediately shattered. She regained self-control holding the cup and two aspirin out to Ranma.
"Thanks, Akane." He swallowed them, before quickly relaxing back into Shampoo's calamine massage. It was to Akane's joy when the purple-haired girl finally squeezed the bottle and nothing came out.
"Well, it seems that bottle is empty. I'll go get the other one." She skipped away, glad that she had been able to stop Shampoo from rubbing all over him. It made her nauseous and this meant that she got to finish. 'Why am I so jealous and protective? I don't wanna rub the lotion on him, do I? Am I actually starting to like that jerk?'
After Ranma was fully coated, the four teenagers sat in silence until Ryoga spoke up. "Don't you have to go back to the Cat Café? Won't that old ghoul be worried about you?"
Akane sighed in relief. 'Thank you, Ryoga. You are a genius!'
"Aiyah! You right! Shampoo be back later!" the girl left, ('Finally,' thought Akane), though not without making a huge destruction of a downstairs wall.
"I thought she would never leave! Good thinking, Ryoga." He beamed at her praise.
Unfortunately, they all thought 'Why do I have the feeling this will not be the last of today's visitors?'
A/N: Sorry if all you Shampoo fans thought I made her seem mean there, I'm just not one of you. In my opinion, she is a bimbo who should learn to speak Japanese. She may sound cute, but it makes her seem really stupid. I have to say that I like her hair and clothes though. I also have to respect her determination and power as a martial artist. Other then that, I don't care for her in the least, except maybe as comic relief. Questions, comments, reactions, and reviews are greatly appreciated.