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Chapter 2 The Mushroom Powder
"I demand an explanation for this, Shampoo!" Akane angrily said as she kicked the door to Cat Restaurant (is it? Correct me if I'm wrong.) throwing the empty bowl to the ground.
"Aiyaa!!! 3000-years-0f-history spice not effective on violent girl's stomach! Why didn't it work? Even you're stomach is violent, Akane!" Shampoo retorted, thinking hard on her next plot.
"Look, Shampoo, I didn't eat the stupid ramen." Akane said calmly, trying hard not to kill anyone with her oh-so-famous mallet.
"Eh? Why didn't you!"
"Because. Knowing you. you must've placed something there and I think I'm too young to die."
"You don't trust Shampoo?" Shampoo asked with her puppy dog eyes.
"Hell no." Akane retorted.
"So what's the problem? You didn't eat Shampoo's ramen and nobody's hurt. No need to break door." Shampoo said pointing to the sabotaged door.
"And there's no need to break our walls when you go to our house!!!" Akane snapped back.
"It was just accident in Shampoo's case, while you meant to do it in restaurant of Shampoo's!"
"You call your wall breaking, accident when it happens everyday!!!"
"Yes, because Shampoo only want to see Airen!!!"
"Akane-oneechan." a little voice spoke.
'Oh! I almost forgot why I'm here!' Akane thought as she saw the little figure standing, grabbing her skirt close as if seeking for protection. "It's okay, don't be scared. We're just having a little discussion. We're not fighting." Akane said in a comforting voice as she knelt beside the figure patting it lightly on its back.
The little thing smiled, looking relieved.
"Ah, who's that?" Shampoo asked, staring hard and noticing a bunch of familiarities from the little figure that she knew so well.
Then suddenly train of thoughts came passing through Shampoo's mind.
'The pigtail.'
'blue eyes'
'red Chinese shirt'
'It can't be!'
Then suddenly Shampoo was on the verge of tears.
"It can't be." Shampoo said silently.
"I suppose you get the point now. Meet Ranma!" Akane introduced the little figure beside her, dressed in a Chinese shirt with the same pigtail, looking at Shampoo's shocked expression.
"Onee-chan?" Ranma asked Akane. "Who is that girl with purple hair? Your friend?"
'Friend? Ranma, are you crazy?! This girl is never ever gonna be my friend! You can never call a person who constantly tries to kill you a friend! Oh well..^sigh^' Akane thought hastily.
"Uh, yeah. We're fr.fri.frien.friends. " Akane lied, feeling a little bit disgusted by the thought and then flashed a fake smile at Shampoo. "Right, Shampoo. We're friends?"
"Aiyaa! Friends?!" Shampoo replied instantly, giving Akane the eye.
"Yes, Shampoo" Akane said emphasizing the Shampoo-part.
"Ah. yes. Ah. Whatever you say." Shampoo finally gave in.
While in their minds.
'Friends?! Shampoo and I? Friends? I've gotta be kidding. If I call her a friend, I would never have an enemy! Besides she's the one who brings trouble with those stupid rotten spices made millenniums ago! She'll pay for this!'
'How dare you do this to Shampoo's Airen! Stupid, Kawaii-kune baka tomboy! My next revenge would be sweeter! Next time, you won't stand chance!'
Then they laughed.
Evilly.
And scaring each other's wits with their horrifying.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
As they laughed in unison.
Meanwhile little Ranma, seated himself in one of the chairs, staring intently at the two girls smirking each other now, when Cologne arrived.
"Hello there young man! How may I help you?" Cologne asked in her kind and gentle voice as not to frighten the little boy.
The boy just continued to stare at Akane and Shampoo.
"Are you with Akane?" Cologne asked again.
"Hai. Oba-san." The little boy answered as he turned to face the old woman who was attached to her long stick.
"Nani!"
"Uh? Aiyaa! Grandmother! Okaeri!" Shampoo greeted, noticing the arrival of her grandmother.
"Shampoo, you didn't happen to use the 3000-years-of-history mushroom powder, did you?" Cologne asked as the expression in her face darkened.
Akane worriedly approached Cologne, her eyes asking if there is a cure for it.
"Mushroom powder was once used by Emperors and Empresses in our time" Cologne inhaled before continuing "especially when they think their children hadn't been properly brought up. They mix it with any food and then the powder does the all the job, turning anyone who has eaten it a 6- year-old. " Cologne factually said.
"And the cure?" Akane asked.
"There is no cure." Cologne answered.
"WHAT!" Shampoo and Akane screeched.
"That can't be. Ranma." Akane weakly said.
"It all depends on him now." Cologne added. "It is said that those who had tasted the powder had a chance to be free now it all depends on Ranma's will."
They stared hard at little Ranma and his baffled expression, wondering if he could ever surpass this trial of will.
And as Cologne left she silently thought to herself. 'The only solution to this problem is not only the will of the mind but also the heart. Ranma you must fall in love to get out of the curse.' Then Cologne looked back at Shampoo, feeling guilty for not saying the answer to the problem to her granddaughter. . 'I'm sorry Shampoo but this time Ranma needs to decide on his own and whoever he would pick would depend on his judgment. Good luck, Ranma-kun.' Then she continued with the dishes she had left on the sink before she left earlier.
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Shampoo stared at Ranma, feeling sorry for him while Akane was guilty of the trickery she had lured him into.
Akane looked down on her feet, almost in the verge of tears. 'I shouldn't have.' she thought as soft sobs began.
Then.
"Onee-chan? Daijobu?" Ranma approached him with his worried expression pasted all over his face.
Akane looked at him, kneeling in front of him. "Gomen Nasai. Ranma. I didn't mean to." she said in between her soft sobs.
Little Ranma wiped the tears in her cheeks softly and said meekly "I don't understand anything, Akane-oneechan, but I hope whatever it is, it goes fine."
Akane looked at him and followed her urge to hug him and as she did.
It all began.
Little Ranma's heart began to beat softly in response to her gentle touch.
^To be Continued^
There you have it! The second chapter! I hope you guys enjoy! And remember to read and review! By the way, the mushy stuff starts at the next chapter, so you better watch out! Thanks again and Merry Xmas!
Memento_mori09
Chapter 2 The Mushroom Powder
"I demand an explanation for this, Shampoo!" Akane angrily said as she kicked the door to Cat Restaurant (is it? Correct me if I'm wrong.) throwing the empty bowl to the ground.
"Aiyaa!!! 3000-years-0f-history spice not effective on violent girl's stomach! Why didn't it work? Even you're stomach is violent, Akane!" Shampoo retorted, thinking hard on her next plot.
"Look, Shampoo, I didn't eat the stupid ramen." Akane said calmly, trying hard not to kill anyone with her oh-so-famous mallet.
"Eh? Why didn't you!"
"Because. Knowing you. you must've placed something there and I think I'm too young to die."
"You don't trust Shampoo?" Shampoo asked with her puppy dog eyes.
"Hell no." Akane retorted.
"So what's the problem? You didn't eat Shampoo's ramen and nobody's hurt. No need to break door." Shampoo said pointing to the sabotaged door.
"And there's no need to break our walls when you go to our house!!!" Akane snapped back.
"It was just accident in Shampoo's case, while you meant to do it in restaurant of Shampoo's!"
"You call your wall breaking, accident when it happens everyday!!!"
"Yes, because Shampoo only want to see Airen!!!"
"Akane-oneechan." a little voice spoke.
'Oh! I almost forgot why I'm here!' Akane thought as she saw the little figure standing, grabbing her skirt close as if seeking for protection. "It's okay, don't be scared. We're just having a little discussion. We're not fighting." Akane said in a comforting voice as she knelt beside the figure patting it lightly on its back.
The little thing smiled, looking relieved.
"Ah, who's that?" Shampoo asked, staring hard and noticing a bunch of familiarities from the little figure that she knew so well.
Then suddenly train of thoughts came passing through Shampoo's mind.
'The pigtail.'
'blue eyes'
'red Chinese shirt'
'It can't be!'
Then suddenly Shampoo was on the verge of tears.
"It can't be." Shampoo said silently.
"I suppose you get the point now. Meet Ranma!" Akane introduced the little figure beside her, dressed in a Chinese shirt with the same pigtail, looking at Shampoo's shocked expression.
"Onee-chan?" Ranma asked Akane. "Who is that girl with purple hair? Your friend?"
'Friend? Ranma, are you crazy?! This girl is never ever gonna be my friend! You can never call a person who constantly tries to kill you a friend! Oh well..^sigh^' Akane thought hastily.
"Uh, yeah. We're fr.fri.frien.friends. " Akane lied, feeling a little bit disgusted by the thought and then flashed a fake smile at Shampoo. "Right, Shampoo. We're friends?"
"Aiyaa! Friends?!" Shampoo replied instantly, giving Akane the eye.
"Yes, Shampoo" Akane said emphasizing the Shampoo-part.
"Ah. yes. Ah. Whatever you say." Shampoo finally gave in.
While in their minds.
'Friends?! Shampoo and I? Friends? I've gotta be kidding. If I call her a friend, I would never have an enemy! Besides she's the one who brings trouble with those stupid rotten spices made millenniums ago! She'll pay for this!'
'How dare you do this to Shampoo's Airen! Stupid, Kawaii-kune baka tomboy! My next revenge would be sweeter! Next time, you won't stand chance!'
Then they laughed.
Evilly.
And scaring each other's wits with their horrifying.
"Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
As they laughed in unison.
Meanwhile little Ranma, seated himself in one of the chairs, staring intently at the two girls smirking each other now, when Cologne arrived.
"Hello there young man! How may I help you?" Cologne asked in her kind and gentle voice as not to frighten the little boy.
The boy just continued to stare at Akane and Shampoo.
"Are you with Akane?" Cologne asked again.
"Hai. Oba-san." The little boy answered as he turned to face the old woman who was attached to her long stick.
"Nani!"
"Uh? Aiyaa! Grandmother! Okaeri!" Shampoo greeted, noticing the arrival of her grandmother.
"Shampoo, you didn't happen to use the 3000-years-of-history mushroom powder, did you?" Cologne asked as the expression in her face darkened.
Akane worriedly approached Cologne, her eyes asking if there is a cure for it.
"Mushroom powder was once used by Emperors and Empresses in our time" Cologne inhaled before continuing "especially when they think their children hadn't been properly brought up. They mix it with any food and then the powder does the all the job, turning anyone who has eaten it a 6- year-old. " Cologne factually said.
"And the cure?" Akane asked.
"There is no cure." Cologne answered.
"WHAT!" Shampoo and Akane screeched.
"That can't be. Ranma." Akane weakly said.
"It all depends on him now." Cologne added. "It is said that those who had tasted the powder had a chance to be free now it all depends on Ranma's will."
They stared hard at little Ranma and his baffled expression, wondering if he could ever surpass this trial of will.
And as Cologne left she silently thought to herself. 'The only solution to this problem is not only the will of the mind but also the heart. Ranma you must fall in love to get out of the curse.' Then Cologne looked back at Shampoo, feeling guilty for not saying the answer to the problem to her granddaughter. . 'I'm sorry Shampoo but this time Ranma needs to decide on his own and whoever he would pick would depend on his judgment. Good luck, Ranma-kun.' Then she continued with the dishes she had left on the sink before she left earlier.
~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^~^
Shampoo stared at Ranma, feeling sorry for him while Akane was guilty of the trickery she had lured him into.
Akane looked down on her feet, almost in the verge of tears. 'I shouldn't have.' she thought as soft sobs began.
Then.
"Onee-chan? Daijobu?" Ranma approached him with his worried expression pasted all over his face.
Akane looked at him, kneeling in front of him. "Gomen Nasai. Ranma. I didn't mean to." she said in between her soft sobs.
Little Ranma wiped the tears in her cheeks softly and said meekly "I don't understand anything, Akane-oneechan, but I hope whatever it is, it goes fine."
Akane looked at him and followed her urge to hug him and as she did.
It all began.
Little Ranma's heart began to beat softly in response to her gentle touch.
^To be Continued^
There you have it! The second chapter! I hope you guys enjoy! And remember to read and review! By the way, the mushy stuff starts at the next chapter, so you better watch out! Thanks again and Merry Xmas!
Memento_mori09