Hiyas again! I'm still sick, so I'm taking my absence from school as an opportunity to get some more written! Thanks to all you who are reviewing! The story gets off to a slow start, but this chapter should be more interesting.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ranma ½ characters. They are the sole property of Ms. Rumiko Takahashi, whom I hold in the highest esteem. I do, however, own Mongolian gerbils. They're so cute! ^.^
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***Flashback***
Mousse walked quickly down the pavement, hands tucked into opposing sleeves. He was, once again, late for his day job at the Cat Café.
"Cologne's gonna pound me." He muttered, distressed.
*WHAM*
Mousse's thick lenses flew off his face as somebody rushed past him, knocking him down onto the sidewalk, where he landed painfully on his backside. "Kuso!" he cursed, rubbing his injured rump. Squinting, he put on his large spectacles and was barely able to make out a figure rapidly disappearing into the distance.
"Shampoo?" he asked, confused. He lifted himself off the ground, and noticed the pavement was stained with water. "Tears...?" he asked, even more confused. "Why would Shampoo be crying...?"It took a few seconds before he came to a reasonable conclusion. "SAOTOME!!!!" he yelled, to no one in particular. "SAOMTOME YOU JERK!!!!!!"
***End Flashback***
Ranma stopped running momentarily to glance at his watch.
"3:59?!?!?" he exclaimed, disbelieving. "Crap! I'm gonna be late!" He set off again, this time at a quicker pace, stopping only to profusely apologize to the large number of elderly females he seemed to be knocking down. The martial artist finally reached his destination, and panted heavily as he leaned against the side of the building for support. The door to the restaurant jingled as he followed an elderly woman into the cafe.
"Saotome Ranma!!!" A voice called out, and a knife whizzed past Ranma, cutting him on the cheek. Ranma looked around, and spotted the person who had been waiting for him.
"Mousse! Nice to see you!" said Ranma, voice dripping with pseudo-cheerfulness. He rubbed his wrist against cut, assessing the damage. The pigtailed martial artist smirked. "Hardly touched me."
"Saotome!" Mousse yelled again, grabbing Ranma by the shirt collar. "Saotome, you disgust me!"
"Uh, Mousse-" Ranma ventured, before he was cut off.
"Shut your mouth, jerk!" Mousse snapped.
"Mousse," Ranma said again. "Mousse, I'm over here." The Chinese boy squinted, and shoved his spectacles further up his nose.
"Oh." Mousse said, gently releasing a dishevelled old lady from his grasp. He was rewarded with a sharp kick in the shins, a rap on his cranium with a weighted handbag, and flurry of curses coming from the mouth of the disgruntled, elderly woman whom he had assaulted. Ranma smiled cheerfully.
"She has such a colourful vocabulary!"
"Shut up." Said an embarrassed Mousse. Ranma smirked again, and took a seat at an empty table.
"So, what'd you want to talk about?"
"I believe there is only one thing concerning you that I am interested in." said Mousse, folding his hands into his sleeves and adopting a serious tone. Ranma mulled over his words his words for a moment.
"Shampoo?"
"Correct."
"What about Shampoo?" asked Ranma. Mousse's eyes took on a deadly glare.
"Don't play dumb with me, Saotome. I believe you know perfectly well."
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"Ukyo!"
Ukyo didn't bother to even glance up from all the okonomiyaki that she was frying. She unsheathed several spatulas, and dexterously flipped the multiple pancakes. Her hands were blurs as she generously ladled them with sauces.
"Hey, Ryouga." She responded. Taking out her large spatula, she adroitly slid the okonomiyaki into a box, leaving one out for Ryouga. "Whatcha want?" she asked, and glanced up from the shrimp she was frying. Ryouga's ripped, muddy clothes and dirty face spoke for themselves. "In a kingdom with no sense of direction." she began. "You'd be emperor."
"Keh." Ryouga mumbled, annoyed. "I didn't come here for small talk"
"Then what did you come here for?" she asked. Ryouga blushed crimsom.
"I-I- I want-t you to set me up on another d-date w-w-w-with A-a-ak-k-kane." he stuttered. Ukyo smiled.
"Anything to keep her away from my Ran-chan."
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"Delivery for Tendou Akane!" Ukyo yelled cheerfully.
"What?" said Akane, pushing aside the screen door to the Tendou dojo. "Oh. Hey Ukyo. What do you have for me?" Ukyo grinned mischievously.
"Just a gift from an admirer."
"It'd better not be Ranma playing any tricks on me." grumbled Akane. She took the insulated package in her hands and opened it, revealing and okonomiyaki with a message written on it in sobi sauce.
'Akane,
Meet me at the park 1 o'clock on Saturday
-Ryouga'
Akane stared at the pancake for a second.
"I bet somehow Ranma's behind this..." she began.
"No, no." said Ukyo. "I can assure you Ryouga himself came into my stand and asked in person." Akane mulled over this for a second. She had mixed feelings over Ranma, as well as Ryouga. Sure, she liked Ryouga as a friend, but, did she really want to date him? What would Ranma do if- Her thoughts cut off.
"Ranma" she muttered darkly.
Ranma was probably planning to ruin the date, as well as ruin Ryouga's life. She'd go on the date with Ranma, and make sure nothing would happen to ruin it.
"What did you say?" Ukyo inquired, derailing Akane's train of thought. Akane smiled cheerfully.
"Me? Oh, nothing, nothing. Thanks for stopping by!!!"
"No problem." said Ukyo, jumping down from the dojo deck, and shutting the screen door. When Ukyo had left, Akane clutched the Okonomiyaki note in her hands walked up the stairs towards her room.
I'm not gonna let Ranma keep doing this to Ryouga! I'll show him! He's never gonna mess with Ryouga's life, or my life, ever again!
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Cliffie! Heh heh. Okay, not as much action in this chapter as I had planned, but, that's because I changed the story layout. I would've liked to make this chapter longer, but, in order to achieve my desired suspense effect, I'm gonna stop it here. ^_^ What? ACKKKK!!!!! NOOO DON'T KILL ME! GOMENAISAIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!! Oh, and, don't for get to tune in next time to see: What Mousse wants to talk to Ranma about, how Ryouga and Akane's date begins, plus, a changce to peer into the mind of *trumpets blaring* RANMA SAOTOME!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Ranma ½ characters. They are the sole property of Ms. Rumiko Takahashi, whom I hold in the highest esteem. I do, however, own Mongolian gerbils. They're so cute! ^.^
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***Flashback***
Mousse walked quickly down the pavement, hands tucked into opposing sleeves. He was, once again, late for his day job at the Cat Café.
"Cologne's gonna pound me." He muttered, distressed.
*WHAM*
Mousse's thick lenses flew off his face as somebody rushed past him, knocking him down onto the sidewalk, where he landed painfully on his backside. "Kuso!" he cursed, rubbing his injured rump. Squinting, he put on his large spectacles and was barely able to make out a figure rapidly disappearing into the distance.
"Shampoo?" he asked, confused. He lifted himself off the ground, and noticed the pavement was stained with water. "Tears...?" he asked, even more confused. "Why would Shampoo be crying...?"It took a few seconds before he came to a reasonable conclusion. "SAOTOME!!!!" he yelled, to no one in particular. "SAOMTOME YOU JERK!!!!!!"
***End Flashback***
Ranma stopped running momentarily to glance at his watch.
"3:59?!?!?" he exclaimed, disbelieving. "Crap! I'm gonna be late!" He set off again, this time at a quicker pace, stopping only to profusely apologize to the large number of elderly females he seemed to be knocking down. The martial artist finally reached his destination, and panted heavily as he leaned against the side of the building for support. The door to the restaurant jingled as he followed an elderly woman into the cafe.
"Saotome Ranma!!!" A voice called out, and a knife whizzed past Ranma, cutting him on the cheek. Ranma looked around, and spotted the person who had been waiting for him.
"Mousse! Nice to see you!" said Ranma, voice dripping with pseudo-cheerfulness. He rubbed his wrist against cut, assessing the damage. The pigtailed martial artist smirked. "Hardly touched me."
"Saotome!" Mousse yelled again, grabbing Ranma by the shirt collar. "Saotome, you disgust me!"
"Uh, Mousse-" Ranma ventured, before he was cut off.
"Shut your mouth, jerk!" Mousse snapped.
"Mousse," Ranma said again. "Mousse, I'm over here." The Chinese boy squinted, and shoved his spectacles further up his nose.
"Oh." Mousse said, gently releasing a dishevelled old lady from his grasp. He was rewarded with a sharp kick in the shins, a rap on his cranium with a weighted handbag, and flurry of curses coming from the mouth of the disgruntled, elderly woman whom he had assaulted. Ranma smiled cheerfully.
"She has such a colourful vocabulary!"
"Shut up." Said an embarrassed Mousse. Ranma smirked again, and took a seat at an empty table.
"So, what'd you want to talk about?"
"I believe there is only one thing concerning you that I am interested in." said Mousse, folding his hands into his sleeves and adopting a serious tone. Ranma mulled over his words his words for a moment.
"Shampoo?"
"Correct."
"What about Shampoo?" asked Ranma. Mousse's eyes took on a deadly glare.
"Don't play dumb with me, Saotome. I believe you know perfectly well."
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"Ukyo!"
Ukyo didn't bother to even glance up from all the okonomiyaki that she was frying. She unsheathed several spatulas, and dexterously flipped the multiple pancakes. Her hands were blurs as she generously ladled them with sauces.
"Hey, Ryouga." She responded. Taking out her large spatula, she adroitly slid the okonomiyaki into a box, leaving one out for Ryouga. "Whatcha want?" she asked, and glanced up from the shrimp she was frying. Ryouga's ripped, muddy clothes and dirty face spoke for themselves. "In a kingdom with no sense of direction." she began. "You'd be emperor."
"Keh." Ryouga mumbled, annoyed. "I didn't come here for small talk"
"Then what did you come here for?" she asked. Ryouga blushed crimsom.
"I-I- I want-t you to set me up on another d-date w-w-w-with A-a-ak-k-kane." he stuttered. Ukyo smiled.
"Anything to keep her away from my Ran-chan."
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"Delivery for Tendou Akane!" Ukyo yelled cheerfully.
"What?" said Akane, pushing aside the screen door to the Tendou dojo. "Oh. Hey Ukyo. What do you have for me?" Ukyo grinned mischievously.
"Just a gift from an admirer."
"It'd better not be Ranma playing any tricks on me." grumbled Akane. She took the insulated package in her hands and opened it, revealing and okonomiyaki with a message written on it in sobi sauce.
'Akane,
Meet me at the park 1 o'clock on Saturday
-Ryouga'
Akane stared at the pancake for a second.
"I bet somehow Ranma's behind this..." she began.
"No, no." said Ukyo. "I can assure you Ryouga himself came into my stand and asked in person." Akane mulled over this for a second. She had mixed feelings over Ranma, as well as Ryouga. Sure, she liked Ryouga as a friend, but, did she really want to date him? What would Ranma do if- Her thoughts cut off.
"Ranma" she muttered darkly.
Ranma was probably planning to ruin the date, as well as ruin Ryouga's life. She'd go on the date with Ranma, and make sure nothing would happen to ruin it.
"What did you say?" Ukyo inquired, derailing Akane's train of thought. Akane smiled cheerfully.
"Me? Oh, nothing, nothing. Thanks for stopping by!!!"
"No problem." said Ukyo, jumping down from the dojo deck, and shutting the screen door. When Ukyo had left, Akane clutched the Okonomiyaki note in her hands walked up the stairs towards her room.
I'm not gonna let Ranma keep doing this to Ryouga! I'll show him! He's never gonna mess with Ryouga's life, or my life, ever again!
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Cliffie! Heh heh. Okay, not as much action in this chapter as I had planned, but, that's because I changed the story layout. I would've liked to make this chapter longer, but, in order to achieve my desired suspense effect, I'm gonna stop it here. ^_^ What? ACKKKK!!!!! NOOO DON'T KILL ME! GOMENAISAIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!! Oh, and, don't for get to tune in next time to see: What Mousse wants to talk to Ranma about, how Ryouga and Akane's date begins, plus, a changce to peer into the mind of *trumpets blaring* RANMA SAOTOME!!!!!!!!!!