Eloping
By JoPa-kun
I don't own Ranma, or any of its chast. They belong to someone else. Really. I swear.
This is a continuation of sorts. I will try not to let the characters get to much out of character, but then again I'm lazy. I tried more to bring the story on paper, then spending time developing characters.
chapter 5 Taidam
"hEy yOU twO! wAkE Up!"
"Uhn." They both said intelligently, still asleep.
"yOU nEEd tO wAkE Up. It Is tImE."
"Time for what? And could you stop that?" Ranma said rubbing his eyes with his free arm.
"tImE fOr trAInIng. stOp what?"
"That, the way you talk it gives me headaches."
"I'm sorry. Is this better?" The god asked his weird pronunciation now gone talking perfectly understandable.
"Err." Ranma blinked "Yeah Thanks"
"Good you and your wife should get ready, my brother isn't the most patient of Kami."
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A Mountain range west of the Tsaidamsink. On the side of a snow covered mountain, a figure is standing on a self constructed sled. It was a 2 meter Spatula, its handle bent up, so the passenger could stand on the flat metal square, and still hold on to the handle. A quack sounded from above, and she turned to see her temporarily animal companion circling an area a hundred yards in front of her, a little to the left. She leaned to her side, stirring her sled towards a new campsite. When she came close enough she saw the snow in front of her dropping abruptly, she kept going. As soon as she went over the edge she flipped her makeshift sledge from underneath her, and landed softly on her feet.
She looked around her it was a secluded area, on all sides there were snow walls at least three meters high. The ground she was standing on was bare scarce plant life covering it, steam rising from it. She turned around and sure enough there was a hot spring there.
"Good Job, Mousse." Ukyo took her backpack of and started rummaging through it. She pulled out some white robes and bathing bag, and dropped them near the spring. "Here you go Hun'. Don't take to long me and Shampoo need a bath too." The duck nodded and waited for Ukyo to turn her back to him, as she walked of he could hear a silent Mew. He slid into the hot water, to change.
Ukyo looked down at the cat which was laying in a cloth folded in half then slung around Ukyo, next to her bandolier of throwing Spatulas.
"Don't you complain you got us in this mess you know? Without Mousse we would've never had made it, he deserves to have first dips on the bath." She got a sly smile "Or you can go in there with him. Show him your gratitude and all."
The cat looked at her angrily, and hopped out of her cradle.
"Oh, one time's enough, huh?"
She laughed and pulled out their tents, and started to put them out. Shampoo got the stakes and dropped them next to the appropriate places. She was about to finish putting the first one up, when somebody tapped her shoulder.
"You and 'her' can take your baths now." Mousse told her.
"Thanks." She stood up and walked past him, picking up her pack in the process. The purple haired cat ran ahead of her and immediately dived into the waters.
Ukyo undressed and slid in with the now human Amazon. She sighed. It felt so good.
"Now why the hell did you offend them?"
"Shampoo no know. Cat Shampoo walking in village, monk come by and give Shampoo hot water, Shampoo turn back and man give clothes. Sit down and watch as other villagers go by, Shampoo see tree behind Shampoo, and take orange, then man started shouting and everybody pull sword. We flee."
Shampoo sighed. She had no clue what she had done, to offend the friendly people in the Tsaidamsink. It had been nice there, and they had had a chance to relax, and use at least something halfway civilized to clean their clothes. Sure that stone mill monstrosity was not a washing machine like the one in the Nekohanten, but it was better the cooking their stuff then drying them over a fire. They always smelled after smoke, and were a little saggy, when they did that.
The village had reminded her of her own, Mousse had said the Tsaidamian Wash mill, was almost the same one they had back in the Juketzuku village. She wouldn't know, as a female it was not her place to do minor labour, but Mousse would know, Amazon boys helped with minor labour, like the wash, as soon as they turned 9. She turned to Ukyo, who had a thoughtful expression.
"An orange tree?" Shampoo nodded.
"How many orange trees have you ever seen, before?"
"First Shampoo see. Why Ukyo ask?"
"Well they don't usually grow here they need a warmer climate, to grow. It must have been a special tree to grow out here, even if the whole plain was warm."
"So tree sacred or so?"
"I think so. You shouldn't've been so careless, Shampoo. I mean you are from a small secluded Chinese Village yourself, don't you know about such things?"
"How Shampoo know this? Shampoo Joketzuku no know about silly traditions of backward village. Shampoo not responsible."
Ukyo grinned, Shampoo had played right in to her hands.
"You mean like Ranma, and his father coming to your village."
"No. Joketzuku famous proud Amazon warrior tribe, not silly mountain village."
"If you say so Hun'. If you say so."
They were silent for a minute before Ukyo spoke again.
"So what happened between you and Mousse. I mean I know you have . done it . , but ever since he is giving you the cold shoulder. I thought he would be hanging all over you, demanding you marry him."
Shampoo looked lost for a minute, then frowned.
"Silly Duck boy being stupid. Has no reason to behave like that, ignoring superior female."
"Shampoo you do know, that whatever it was you have done it has hurt him badly."
"Why What Shampoo do, maybe stupid duck do something."
Ukyo got out of the water and started pulling a fresh set of clothes out of the backpack. "Because I know how you look at him, when you think nobody is watching you." She dressed and went to help Mousse.
"Was your bath enjoyable, Kuonji-san?"
"Yes, thank you, and I told you my name is Ukyo, call me that."
"Very well Ukyo-san."
"Ukyo without the honourifics."
Mousse looked at her and nodded.
"So what have you and *her* talked about?"
"Who?"
"*her*"
"I have no clue who you are talking about, whomever could you mean, Mousse?"
"Don't do this Ucchan, you know who I mean."
"Ucchan it is know, we went awfully fast from Kuonji-san to pet names, Muu- Muu-chan. You are not trying to make a new conquest are you?" She slid closer to the boy, leaning slightly into him.
"I didn't . You said you don't like honourifics, and. I'm sorry Ukyo, I didn't mean to disrespect you." He slid away from her. Ukyo erupted in laughter.
"I know Mousse I'm not offended, jut wanted to pull your leg."
"You are a cruel woman."
"Aww. Come on I'm sorry. So now that we are so good buddies, why don't you tell me what Shampoo did to you."
"Overly sensitive and subtle, are we?"
"You are too intelligent for me to pull that stuff, you know it? So what happened?"
"Nothing." He turned away from her, but did not leave.
"Hell yeah something happened I know you and Shampoo have finally done it, but something must have happened and I want, no need to know. It is affecting two thirds of this party, and also its efficiency."
"It was nothing, something stupid like plucking an orange from that sacred tree."
"You knew it was sacred?"
Mousse nodded. "A perfectly round park, four rivers one from North, south, west, and east each, meeting in a small center ring in which the only orange tree for at least 500 miles around stands. Twelve warriors, standing around it like numerals on a clock, the sand and sparce grass around them woven in andala patterns. Only a total ditz wouldn't've recognized it." The last part he directed to behind the tents.
"Shampoo no ditz, you inferior male take back, Shampoo great Amazon warrior" She screamed jumping from behind the tents.
Mousse had expected that, and moved closing the distance between him and her in less then a hundredth of a second, and poked her sleep point.
"Woah. Okay I really have to know what happened, I won't stand by to watch you two killing each other, either I get some answers, or you two are on your own."
Mousse looked at Ukyo, frowning, but eventually saw that she was not joking.
"Sit down" He cleared his throat "Do you remember when we started to."
".make out?" she supplied helpfully.
"Yeah. Anyways, she kept on calling, moaning and screaming, that wetches. I mean Saotome-sans name." It really wasn't Ranma's fault anymore, he had chosen, his two companions just did not want to see that. It was easier to blame everything on Ranma, this might have never happened if he still had Ranma to blame.
"Well I wasn't exactly pleased, so I told her. She got angry telling me I was supposed to be quiet, it would be my only chance to have her, I was only means to get relief, a tool, inferior male. I pushed her away that was not what I wanted, she stared at me and got even angrier. From somewhere, I don't know from where, we were both totally undressed at the time, well she pulled out a knife, I was an inferior male, if I wanted to be respected as female, she could arrange that, she grabbed me." he motioned to the place below his navel "and twisted it hard, it hurt more because I was still aroused. She was about to use her knife when I freed myself, tossing the knife away, I was scared, and I didn't want to hurt her, so I started to half walk half crawl away, that's when she took that stick . Lets say that was the reason I couldn't sit for a couple of days."
"She didn't!" she half yelled, this was bad and on some level even funny but mainly it was seriously bad. Mousse nodded.
"If I didn't want to be a woman, she could make me feel like one, she said."
She pulled him down to her, hugging him as tears started to spill from his eyes.
Shampoo slowly awoke, she didn't feel sore, which meant she didn' get knocked unconscious during a fight, and she was still dressed, that was always a good sign, and Ukyo was next to her.
"He's flying around to find the best way to get down from this mountain." The okonomiaky cook said. Shampoo idly wondered, who she was talking about, but then remembered Mousse.
"I finally managed to get the whole story out of him."
"What story?" she was not fully awake yet.
"What happened when he did you." That woke her up.
"Aiyaahh. What he say?"
"You wanted him to make, or at least let him feel womanly, after you hurt the _inferior males_ feelings, by calling out another mans name."
Silence.
"Is it true?"
"Yes. Shampoo sorry, but Mousse no listen."
"Would you? He doesn't hate you I think. He just doesn't care about you anymore."
"How you know?"
"I suggested we tie you up naked, and I leave you and him alone for half a day, so he could extract some revenge. He declined my friendly offer. If he ever wants to do that though, I will help him."
Shampoos eyes grew wide and she swallowed.
For Shampoo the next few days went by in a blur. She would stay in her cat- form most of the time, only changing back to fulfil her share of chores, soon after heading almost straight west for a few days, they got of the mountains, and into the Takla Makan dessert. At first it was a welcome difference, from the cold of the mountains, but after the second day all of them hated it. They were now heading east, towards the Tarim river, where they stayed for two days.
They all sat around the campfire that night. A pot was set on it, soup boiling within.
"So what are you going to do now?"
"What Mousse talk about?" Both girls waited for an answer, when it was apparent that he didn't intend to answer, Ukyo rolled her eyes.
"Mousse, what ever are you talking about?"
"I mean we haven't seen any sign of Ranma and his wife, [both girls screamed denials] since setting a foot in china. It is apparent he has escaped. So what will you do now?"
"Shampoo look for Ranma, and bring husband back home." She said it, as if she was reading it of a hidden cue-card, her usual drive and eagerness gone.
"Well we can't leave poor Ran-chan in that tomboy's clutches can we?"
"Then I suggest that we keep looking, and return to Nerima for Christmas."
"Why?" both girls asked in unision.
"Well I still have a mission to fulfil for elder Cologne, and us returning for Christmas would do that. Besides if I remember Ranma's letter he said he'll be with his family for Christmas."
Both girls looked at each other, a 'Why haven't I thought of that' look on their faces.
"We go home now!"
"We return to Nerima right away."
"Hold it right there." The boy broke their glees of hope. "We still have time before Christmas, and wouldn't it serve your purpose more to find them before, without witnesses?" Both girls sat back down, and nodded. "Good. Can I have some soup now?"
Ukyo scooped out some soup and poured it in a bowl. "Careful. Hot." She then served herself and Shampoo. Mousse set the bowl to his lips and sipped.
"Ouch hot." He was sucking at his burned lower lip.
"Told you." She took the bowl from his hands, and set it down. Ukyo got out a small tin of cream from behind her bandolier, and spread it on his lips with her finger. "Now just wait for the soup to cool down, okay sugar?"
Mousse nodded. She had helped, him like she had always done on this trip, taking care of him. She treated him like an Equal, not like inferior trash. A smile spread across his face as he touched his lips. Her finger had been so soft, and he couldn't help, but feel that her fingers softly brushing his lips had felt good, and the act had something erotic. He blushed.
"Something wrong Mousse?" Ukyo brought him out of his reverie. He looked into her innocent expression, and shook his head free of the pleasing thoughts he had. This was Ukyo she loved Ranma, he would never persue a girl again whose heart was set.
"No everything's fine," he offered with a tentative smile.
Shampoo had watched the whole exchange. How she had served him, how she helped _poor little_ Muu-Muu-chan, as Ukyo, no Ucchan had taken up calling him. How her fingers brushed his lips, and how he blushed, maybe longing for even more. Shampoo frowned. She was jealous, she knew that, but about what she did not know. She was Ranma's wife and the stupid duck meant nothing to her, yet still.
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Nabiki leaned back on her bed. She was exhausted. Since she had returned from that attempt to follow Ranma and Akane, the Kuno's were pestering her almost daily for information, regarding their whereabouts. And there was her sister and Auntie, they had behaved oddly lately. Auntie, bugged Genma all the time about Ranma and Akane, but she sometimes seemed joyful doing that, not that Genma would notice. He was to busy sweating and hiding. Kasumi wouldn't stop calling her blackmailing sibling, or worse blackmaily- chan. Cologne would come over almost every other day, or Kasumi and Nodoka would visit the Nekohanten. Then there was Happosai, he had returned half a week after her, and without Ranma, he was terrorizing every girl in Nerima and at least five other districts. She stood up and pulled her drawer open. It was full of Ranmas boxers, she grabbed inside, hooked her finger around a hole in the bottom board, and lifted it, and she pulled a clean pair of panties out of the hidden compartment. The used men's boxers kept the old man away, and maybe, just maybe it served to thrill her a little. She dressed and went downstairs.
By JoPa-kun
I don't own Ranma, or any of its chast. They belong to someone else. Really. I swear.
This is a continuation of sorts. I will try not to let the characters get to much out of character, but then again I'm lazy. I tried more to bring the story on paper, then spending time developing characters.
chapter 5 Taidam
"hEy yOU twO! wAkE Up!"
"Uhn." They both said intelligently, still asleep.
"yOU nEEd tO wAkE Up. It Is tImE."
"Time for what? And could you stop that?" Ranma said rubbing his eyes with his free arm.
"tImE fOr trAInIng. stOp what?"
"That, the way you talk it gives me headaches."
"I'm sorry. Is this better?" The god asked his weird pronunciation now gone talking perfectly understandable.
"Err." Ranma blinked "Yeah Thanks"
"Good you and your wife should get ready, my brother isn't the most patient of Kami."
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A Mountain range west of the Tsaidamsink. On the side of a snow covered mountain, a figure is standing on a self constructed sled. It was a 2 meter Spatula, its handle bent up, so the passenger could stand on the flat metal square, and still hold on to the handle. A quack sounded from above, and she turned to see her temporarily animal companion circling an area a hundred yards in front of her, a little to the left. She leaned to her side, stirring her sled towards a new campsite. When she came close enough she saw the snow in front of her dropping abruptly, she kept going. As soon as she went over the edge she flipped her makeshift sledge from underneath her, and landed softly on her feet.
She looked around her it was a secluded area, on all sides there were snow walls at least three meters high. The ground she was standing on was bare scarce plant life covering it, steam rising from it. She turned around and sure enough there was a hot spring there.
"Good Job, Mousse." Ukyo took her backpack of and started rummaging through it. She pulled out some white robes and bathing bag, and dropped them near the spring. "Here you go Hun'. Don't take to long me and Shampoo need a bath too." The duck nodded and waited for Ukyo to turn her back to him, as she walked of he could hear a silent Mew. He slid into the hot water, to change.
Ukyo looked down at the cat which was laying in a cloth folded in half then slung around Ukyo, next to her bandolier of throwing Spatulas.
"Don't you complain you got us in this mess you know? Without Mousse we would've never had made it, he deserves to have first dips on the bath." She got a sly smile "Or you can go in there with him. Show him your gratitude and all."
The cat looked at her angrily, and hopped out of her cradle.
"Oh, one time's enough, huh?"
She laughed and pulled out their tents, and started to put them out. Shampoo got the stakes and dropped them next to the appropriate places. She was about to finish putting the first one up, when somebody tapped her shoulder.
"You and 'her' can take your baths now." Mousse told her.
"Thanks." She stood up and walked past him, picking up her pack in the process. The purple haired cat ran ahead of her and immediately dived into the waters.
Ukyo undressed and slid in with the now human Amazon. She sighed. It felt so good.
"Now why the hell did you offend them?"
"Shampoo no know. Cat Shampoo walking in village, monk come by and give Shampoo hot water, Shampoo turn back and man give clothes. Sit down and watch as other villagers go by, Shampoo see tree behind Shampoo, and take orange, then man started shouting and everybody pull sword. We flee."
Shampoo sighed. She had no clue what she had done, to offend the friendly people in the Tsaidamsink. It had been nice there, and they had had a chance to relax, and use at least something halfway civilized to clean their clothes. Sure that stone mill monstrosity was not a washing machine like the one in the Nekohanten, but it was better the cooking their stuff then drying them over a fire. They always smelled after smoke, and were a little saggy, when they did that.
The village had reminded her of her own, Mousse had said the Tsaidamian Wash mill, was almost the same one they had back in the Juketzuku village. She wouldn't know, as a female it was not her place to do minor labour, but Mousse would know, Amazon boys helped with minor labour, like the wash, as soon as they turned 9. She turned to Ukyo, who had a thoughtful expression.
"An orange tree?" Shampoo nodded.
"How many orange trees have you ever seen, before?"
"First Shampoo see. Why Ukyo ask?"
"Well they don't usually grow here they need a warmer climate, to grow. It must have been a special tree to grow out here, even if the whole plain was warm."
"So tree sacred or so?"
"I think so. You shouldn't've been so careless, Shampoo. I mean you are from a small secluded Chinese Village yourself, don't you know about such things?"
"How Shampoo know this? Shampoo Joketzuku no know about silly traditions of backward village. Shampoo not responsible."
Ukyo grinned, Shampoo had played right in to her hands.
"You mean like Ranma, and his father coming to your village."
"No. Joketzuku famous proud Amazon warrior tribe, not silly mountain village."
"If you say so Hun'. If you say so."
They were silent for a minute before Ukyo spoke again.
"So what happened between you and Mousse. I mean I know you have . done it . , but ever since he is giving you the cold shoulder. I thought he would be hanging all over you, demanding you marry him."
Shampoo looked lost for a minute, then frowned.
"Silly Duck boy being stupid. Has no reason to behave like that, ignoring superior female."
"Shampoo you do know, that whatever it was you have done it has hurt him badly."
"Why What Shampoo do, maybe stupid duck do something."
Ukyo got out of the water and started pulling a fresh set of clothes out of the backpack. "Because I know how you look at him, when you think nobody is watching you." She dressed and went to help Mousse.
"Was your bath enjoyable, Kuonji-san?"
"Yes, thank you, and I told you my name is Ukyo, call me that."
"Very well Ukyo-san."
"Ukyo without the honourifics."
Mousse looked at her and nodded.
"So what have you and *her* talked about?"
"Who?"
"*her*"
"I have no clue who you are talking about, whomever could you mean, Mousse?"
"Don't do this Ucchan, you know who I mean."
"Ucchan it is know, we went awfully fast from Kuonji-san to pet names, Muu- Muu-chan. You are not trying to make a new conquest are you?" She slid closer to the boy, leaning slightly into him.
"I didn't . You said you don't like honourifics, and. I'm sorry Ukyo, I didn't mean to disrespect you." He slid away from her. Ukyo erupted in laughter.
"I know Mousse I'm not offended, jut wanted to pull your leg."
"You are a cruel woman."
"Aww. Come on I'm sorry. So now that we are so good buddies, why don't you tell me what Shampoo did to you."
"Overly sensitive and subtle, are we?"
"You are too intelligent for me to pull that stuff, you know it? So what happened?"
"Nothing." He turned away from her, but did not leave.
"Hell yeah something happened I know you and Shampoo have finally done it, but something must have happened and I want, no need to know. It is affecting two thirds of this party, and also its efficiency."
"It was nothing, something stupid like plucking an orange from that sacred tree."
"You knew it was sacred?"
Mousse nodded. "A perfectly round park, four rivers one from North, south, west, and east each, meeting in a small center ring in which the only orange tree for at least 500 miles around stands. Twelve warriors, standing around it like numerals on a clock, the sand and sparce grass around them woven in andala patterns. Only a total ditz wouldn't've recognized it." The last part he directed to behind the tents.
"Shampoo no ditz, you inferior male take back, Shampoo great Amazon warrior" She screamed jumping from behind the tents.
Mousse had expected that, and moved closing the distance between him and her in less then a hundredth of a second, and poked her sleep point.
"Woah. Okay I really have to know what happened, I won't stand by to watch you two killing each other, either I get some answers, or you two are on your own."
Mousse looked at Ukyo, frowning, but eventually saw that she was not joking.
"Sit down" He cleared his throat "Do you remember when we started to."
".make out?" she supplied helpfully.
"Yeah. Anyways, she kept on calling, moaning and screaming, that wetches. I mean Saotome-sans name." It really wasn't Ranma's fault anymore, he had chosen, his two companions just did not want to see that. It was easier to blame everything on Ranma, this might have never happened if he still had Ranma to blame.
"Well I wasn't exactly pleased, so I told her. She got angry telling me I was supposed to be quiet, it would be my only chance to have her, I was only means to get relief, a tool, inferior male. I pushed her away that was not what I wanted, she stared at me and got even angrier. From somewhere, I don't know from where, we were both totally undressed at the time, well she pulled out a knife, I was an inferior male, if I wanted to be respected as female, she could arrange that, she grabbed me." he motioned to the place below his navel "and twisted it hard, it hurt more because I was still aroused. She was about to use her knife when I freed myself, tossing the knife away, I was scared, and I didn't want to hurt her, so I started to half walk half crawl away, that's when she took that stick . Lets say that was the reason I couldn't sit for a couple of days."
"She didn't!" she half yelled, this was bad and on some level even funny but mainly it was seriously bad. Mousse nodded.
"If I didn't want to be a woman, she could make me feel like one, she said."
She pulled him down to her, hugging him as tears started to spill from his eyes.
Shampoo slowly awoke, she didn't feel sore, which meant she didn' get knocked unconscious during a fight, and she was still dressed, that was always a good sign, and Ukyo was next to her.
"He's flying around to find the best way to get down from this mountain." The okonomiaky cook said. Shampoo idly wondered, who she was talking about, but then remembered Mousse.
"I finally managed to get the whole story out of him."
"What story?" she was not fully awake yet.
"What happened when he did you." That woke her up.
"Aiyaahh. What he say?"
"You wanted him to make, or at least let him feel womanly, after you hurt the _inferior males_ feelings, by calling out another mans name."
Silence.
"Is it true?"
"Yes. Shampoo sorry, but Mousse no listen."
"Would you? He doesn't hate you I think. He just doesn't care about you anymore."
"How you know?"
"I suggested we tie you up naked, and I leave you and him alone for half a day, so he could extract some revenge. He declined my friendly offer. If he ever wants to do that though, I will help him."
Shampoos eyes grew wide and she swallowed.
For Shampoo the next few days went by in a blur. She would stay in her cat- form most of the time, only changing back to fulfil her share of chores, soon after heading almost straight west for a few days, they got of the mountains, and into the Takla Makan dessert. At first it was a welcome difference, from the cold of the mountains, but after the second day all of them hated it. They were now heading east, towards the Tarim river, where they stayed for two days.
They all sat around the campfire that night. A pot was set on it, soup boiling within.
"So what are you going to do now?"
"What Mousse talk about?" Both girls waited for an answer, when it was apparent that he didn't intend to answer, Ukyo rolled her eyes.
"Mousse, what ever are you talking about?"
"I mean we haven't seen any sign of Ranma and his wife, [both girls screamed denials] since setting a foot in china. It is apparent he has escaped. So what will you do now?"
"Shampoo look for Ranma, and bring husband back home." She said it, as if she was reading it of a hidden cue-card, her usual drive and eagerness gone.
"Well we can't leave poor Ran-chan in that tomboy's clutches can we?"
"Then I suggest that we keep looking, and return to Nerima for Christmas."
"Why?" both girls asked in unision.
"Well I still have a mission to fulfil for elder Cologne, and us returning for Christmas would do that. Besides if I remember Ranma's letter he said he'll be with his family for Christmas."
Both girls looked at each other, a 'Why haven't I thought of that' look on their faces.
"We go home now!"
"We return to Nerima right away."
"Hold it right there." The boy broke their glees of hope. "We still have time before Christmas, and wouldn't it serve your purpose more to find them before, without witnesses?" Both girls sat back down, and nodded. "Good. Can I have some soup now?"
Ukyo scooped out some soup and poured it in a bowl. "Careful. Hot." She then served herself and Shampoo. Mousse set the bowl to his lips and sipped.
"Ouch hot." He was sucking at his burned lower lip.
"Told you." She took the bowl from his hands, and set it down. Ukyo got out a small tin of cream from behind her bandolier, and spread it on his lips with her finger. "Now just wait for the soup to cool down, okay sugar?"
Mousse nodded. She had helped, him like she had always done on this trip, taking care of him. She treated him like an Equal, not like inferior trash. A smile spread across his face as he touched his lips. Her finger had been so soft, and he couldn't help, but feel that her fingers softly brushing his lips had felt good, and the act had something erotic. He blushed.
"Something wrong Mousse?" Ukyo brought him out of his reverie. He looked into her innocent expression, and shook his head free of the pleasing thoughts he had. This was Ukyo she loved Ranma, he would never persue a girl again whose heart was set.
"No everything's fine," he offered with a tentative smile.
Shampoo had watched the whole exchange. How she had served him, how she helped _poor little_ Muu-Muu-chan, as Ukyo, no Ucchan had taken up calling him. How her fingers brushed his lips, and how he blushed, maybe longing for even more. Shampoo frowned. She was jealous, she knew that, but about what she did not know. She was Ranma's wife and the stupid duck meant nothing to her, yet still.
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Nabiki leaned back on her bed. She was exhausted. Since she had returned from that attempt to follow Ranma and Akane, the Kuno's were pestering her almost daily for information, regarding their whereabouts. And there was her sister and Auntie, they had behaved oddly lately. Auntie, bugged Genma all the time about Ranma and Akane, but she sometimes seemed joyful doing that, not that Genma would notice. He was to busy sweating and hiding. Kasumi wouldn't stop calling her blackmailing sibling, or worse blackmaily- chan. Cologne would come over almost every other day, or Kasumi and Nodoka would visit the Nekohanten. Then there was Happosai, he had returned half a week after her, and without Ranma, he was terrorizing every girl in Nerima and at least five other districts. She stood up and pulled her drawer open. It was full of Ranmas boxers, she grabbed inside, hooked her finger around a hole in the bottom board, and lifted it, and she pulled a clean pair of panties out of the hidden compartment. The used men's boxers kept the old man away, and maybe, just maybe it served to thrill her a little. She dressed and went downstairs.