Chapter Two
Side by side Ranma and Ryoga depart from their campsite and head towards the Business District. It was a wonderfully cool and crisp morning, nicely lit by the steadily rising sun. It mirrored the bandana clad boy's current mood. By helping his previous (or current, depending on his mind set) opponent, he was getting rid of almost all of the compitition. It was quite sad really, knowing that Ranma was doing it for Akane, and that Ryoga would have enjoyed that for her before. He now wanted Ranma to himself. He scowls. Okay, perhaps he wasn't in such a good mood after all. He was now thuroughly confused. Didn't he still like Akane? 'Yes, yes I do.' Didn't he still picture Ranma as a rival? 'I do, don't I?' Then why was he yearning for another go in his tent? The pig-tailed boy's powerful embrace...their lips locked together... Ryoga blushes. 'Yeah, I'm confused.'
Ranma on the other hand was beyond frightened. He didn't want to screw up again, but knew that the chance of things going his way were very slim. Having Ryoga at his side, the bumbling oaf that he was could be some relief if he thought of it hard enough...but that was another piece of his fear. He just had the most wild sex filled night of his life with Ryoga and while he was more sobered up this morning, Ranma felt like he had a sign flashing above his head that said "We had wild animal sex", and he was kind of turned on by it. 'Think of Akane.' He flinches. 'Yeah, that's right. The girl who has me running loops. The girl who I hate one moment and love the next. Where am I today?' Confused. Very confused.
"Er, Ranma."
"Hu-what?" He looks up, shaken from his jumbled thoughts.
"We're here."
The Nekohaten loomed up beside them, its doors open like the gates of hell, and the purple haired waitress within it's demon spawn.
Ryoga throws an arm over his friend's shoulder and feels him jump. "Calm down Ranma. Just go in there and vent. Just like you did last night, only not so...er...heh-heh... You know."
Ranma rolls his eyes, feeling a blush come over his cheeks. "Yeah, I know."
"I'll wait here."
"Okay.."
"Don't worry."
"Okay."
"Just don't screw up."
Ranma shrugs the arm off him. "Oh go shove it..I...I can do it."
"If you want, I can call the ambulance ahead of time..or-"
"Wait here."
"Nihoa Ranma!" Shampoo bounds across the restraunt in two jumps and straight into her beloved's arms. "Ranma come see Shampoo?? Ai ya! You want Shampoo's soup?"
He peels himself from her embrace and holds her at arms length. "Nice to see you too.."
"You hungry?"
"No. Not really." From experience he and many of his friends learned not to accept food from a Chinese Amazon who owned a garden of poisonous herbs. "I came to talk to you."
Her eyes widen. "Ranma tell Shampoo he want marry her?"
The pig-tailed boy grimaces. "Well, um..."
"Wo ai ni!" She glomps him again.
"No!" Ranma pushes her away. "Not that. I DON'T want to marry you."
"It because of stupid macho cook and stupid Akane."
"No that's not it!"
"You marry Shampoo!"
"No I can't..."
"You no like Shampoo.."
"I do but.."
"So you marry?"
"-NO-. I will not -ever- marry you. But it doesn't mean I hate y-"
The amazon tears up, her eyes narrowing. "Shampoo make you love her!"
'Oh great, this is not what I was aiming for.' "You can't make me love y-"
"Oh hey there...Ranma.." A familiar arm wraps around his waist. "I've been looking all over for you."
The young martial artist stiffens, and slowly looks up. "Ry-o-ga...???"
The bandana clad boy laughs nervously, his face -very- red. "We were going to go to breakfast, remember?..Oh! Hey Shampoo! Er, did you get rejected well?"
Shampoo clenches her fists. "Stupid pig boy did this!"
"Yeah I did. Can I help it if I can sweep him off his feet and rock his world more than you and Akane??"
Ranma suddenly finds a high pitched ringing in his ears. This was not at all what he wanted. Not at all. How dare Ryoga do this? Broadcast their sex life to out of all people -her-??? Act so casual when his life was on the line? When Akane and Ukyou's were being threatened by an enraged psychopathic amazon? This was so not happening.. So not...
"Er, Ranma?"
"...n..."
"-Ranma-."
The pigtailed boy blinks. He was outside again. How? Why?
Ryoga watches him amusedly. "She's somewhere crying and asking herself why she was beaten by a guy. I'll worry later."
"How could you?!"
"Well she was taking it rather hard..."
"That's not your choice!" Ranma pulls away. "You said I...and that you...and...geez Ryoga! Where have you been?? Now she'll try and kill -you-!"
"Think of it this way, at least she isn't mad at Akane or Ukyou now."
Ranma throws his head back and sighs. "Damn. And I still have one more to do."
"Care for breakfast?"
"Oh man, I think I'm getting a headache."
Side by side Ranma and Ryoga depart from their campsite and head towards the Business District. It was a wonderfully cool and crisp morning, nicely lit by the steadily rising sun. It mirrored the bandana clad boy's current mood. By helping his previous (or current, depending on his mind set) opponent, he was getting rid of almost all of the compitition. It was quite sad really, knowing that Ranma was doing it for Akane, and that Ryoga would have enjoyed that for her before. He now wanted Ranma to himself. He scowls. Okay, perhaps he wasn't in such a good mood after all. He was now thuroughly confused. Didn't he still like Akane? 'Yes, yes I do.' Didn't he still picture Ranma as a rival? 'I do, don't I?' Then why was he yearning for another go in his tent? The pig-tailed boy's powerful embrace...their lips locked together... Ryoga blushes. 'Yeah, I'm confused.'
Ranma on the other hand was beyond frightened. He didn't want to screw up again, but knew that the chance of things going his way were very slim. Having Ryoga at his side, the bumbling oaf that he was could be some relief if he thought of it hard enough...but that was another piece of his fear. He just had the most wild sex filled night of his life with Ryoga and while he was more sobered up this morning, Ranma felt like he had a sign flashing above his head that said "We had wild animal sex", and he was kind of turned on by it. 'Think of Akane.' He flinches. 'Yeah, that's right. The girl who has me running loops. The girl who I hate one moment and love the next. Where am I today?' Confused. Very confused.
"Er, Ranma."
"Hu-what?" He looks up, shaken from his jumbled thoughts.
"We're here."
The Nekohaten loomed up beside them, its doors open like the gates of hell, and the purple haired waitress within it's demon spawn.
Ryoga throws an arm over his friend's shoulder and feels him jump. "Calm down Ranma. Just go in there and vent. Just like you did last night, only not so...er...heh-heh... You know."
Ranma rolls his eyes, feeling a blush come over his cheeks. "Yeah, I know."
"I'll wait here."
"Okay.."
"Don't worry."
"Okay."
"Just don't screw up."
Ranma shrugs the arm off him. "Oh go shove it..I...I can do it."
"If you want, I can call the ambulance ahead of time..or-"
"Wait here."
"Nihoa Ranma!" Shampoo bounds across the restraunt in two jumps and straight into her beloved's arms. "Ranma come see Shampoo?? Ai ya! You want Shampoo's soup?"
He peels himself from her embrace and holds her at arms length. "Nice to see you too.."
"You hungry?"
"No. Not really." From experience he and many of his friends learned not to accept food from a Chinese Amazon who owned a garden of poisonous herbs. "I came to talk to you."
Her eyes widen. "Ranma tell Shampoo he want marry her?"
The pig-tailed boy grimaces. "Well, um..."
"Wo ai ni!" She glomps him again.
"No!" Ranma pushes her away. "Not that. I DON'T want to marry you."
"It because of stupid macho cook and stupid Akane."
"No that's not it!"
"You marry Shampoo!"
"No I can't..."
"You no like Shampoo.."
"I do but.."
"So you marry?"
"-NO-. I will not -ever- marry you. But it doesn't mean I hate y-"
The amazon tears up, her eyes narrowing. "Shampoo make you love her!"
'Oh great, this is not what I was aiming for.' "You can't make me love y-"
"Oh hey there...Ranma.." A familiar arm wraps around his waist. "I've been looking all over for you."
The young martial artist stiffens, and slowly looks up. "Ry-o-ga...???"
The bandana clad boy laughs nervously, his face -very- red. "We were going to go to breakfast, remember?..Oh! Hey Shampoo! Er, did you get rejected well?"
Shampoo clenches her fists. "Stupid pig boy did this!"
"Yeah I did. Can I help it if I can sweep him off his feet and rock his world more than you and Akane??"
Ranma suddenly finds a high pitched ringing in his ears. This was not at all what he wanted. Not at all. How dare Ryoga do this? Broadcast their sex life to out of all people -her-??? Act so casual when his life was on the line? When Akane and Ukyou's were being threatened by an enraged psychopathic amazon? This was so not happening.. So not...
"Er, Ranma?"
"...n..."
"-Ranma-."
The pigtailed boy blinks. He was outside again. How? Why?
Ryoga watches him amusedly. "She's somewhere crying and asking herself why she was beaten by a guy. I'll worry later."
"How could you?!"
"Well she was taking it rather hard..."
"That's not your choice!" Ranma pulls away. "You said I...and that you...and...geez Ryoga! Where have you been?? Now she'll try and kill -you-!"
"Think of it this way, at least she isn't mad at Akane or Ukyou now."
Ranma throws his head back and sighs. "Damn. And I still have one more to do."
"Care for breakfast?"
"Oh man, I think I'm getting a headache."