Author's Note: Um, there's some chinese in this chapter, and I appologize for the butchering, but Ryoga just had to have his moment. My friends liked the idea, so, ya. ^^ If ya want to know what he's saying (which is actual stuff), its just hotel lingo mainly. :) And at the bottom is a special translation! Don't spoil yourself and read it first! Hope you enjoy, and please R&R! Much thanks for the ideas!
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Akane paces back and forth, glaring at the arrival chart above her. Their plane was three hours delayed and would not come for yet another. Something about fixing mechanics. She didn't care. She wanted on it now. The longer she had to wait, the worse she felt about the way she treated Ranma, and the angrier it made her.
Ukyou watches from a seat across from her, nervous and feeling terribly bad about the entire situation. 'I couldn't lie to her, but now, she may ruin things for Ranchan and Ryoga-kun.. why couldn't he have told her everything before he left? I'm going to make sure he's okay, but it wont do much good if Hurricane Akane sweeps through and tears apart everything he was able to build.' The only course of action Ukyou could think of was to delay her as best she could, and it wouldn't be that hard with the plane delay. Afterall, neither of them knew the exact location of the Cursed Springs of Jusenkyo. Only Ranma and Ryoga did. That would give the two boys plenty of time to get ahead of them.
"Uugh!" Akane stomps by.
"Hey, I'm hungry, do you want anything?"
The young Tendou stops and turns her stiff neck to face the chef. She blushes immediately and turns away. Why was she acting like such a bitch? What kind of company was she trying to be? Ukyou was being kind enough to pay her way, so the least she could do would be to calm down and be friendly. "Oh I'm so sorry. May I come with you?"
"Sure." Ukyou smiles. "Maybe we can get you some tea to calm those nerves?"
"Yes, that might help."
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"I forgot about the language barrier." Ranma confesses sheepishly.
"Don't worry, I know a little Chinese."
The two teens stand at the front desk of a hotel, the only one they would be using before they begin their long trek to Jusenkyo. The clerk behind the desk smiles at them in greeting.
Ryoga clears his throat. "Wei, wo men jiang shuo Zhong guo. Ding wei?"
"Ah," She giggles. "Ri ben ren?"
"Shi a."
Ranma stares.
"zhi shi er?"
Ryoga nods and takes out a travelor's check."Shi a. Yi ye li."
After paying they both follow the bellhop into the elevator.
"A -little- Chinese???"
Ryoga grins. "It was kinda choppy. But, Weren't -you- the one training in China?"
"Yeah, but we know how that went. The springs and cat-fu just a couple of the many problems Pops and I had here. Plus, we never stayed in a hotel. We were always camping."
The elevator opens on the seventh floor and they are led to room thirty three and let in.
"Xie xie." The bandana clad boy gives the man a couple of bills and closes the door.
Ranma looks around. "It's nice.." He eyes the one bed. "Hm."
Ryoga follows his gaze. "Hmmm. Bu cuo."
"What's that mean?"
"Not bad."
"Perv." Ranma jokes, tugging his shirt off. "Don't get any ideas."
"Why not?"
'Hm, yeah, we've already gone further than 'ideas' before...' He glances down at his feet. He felt awkward. Very out of place at the moment.
"Don't worry." Ryoga was beside him now, and puts an arm over his shoulders. "I'm not going to try anything I can't say in Chinese.."
"Hm." The young Saotome climbs onto the bed and crosses his arms over his chest. He watches his friend go about preparing for bed; changing into shorts, brushing his teeth, picking clothes for the next day. Ranma was thousands of miles away from Akane now. He could explore, couldn't he? These strange feelings he was having everytime Ryoga bent over showing him his ass, or stopped to stretch and yawn? They were confusing. The wanderer had been the first and only person he cared about to open up to him completely and give him what he needed. He had taken it too, without even batting an eye. By doing so though, Ranma felt like he had stumbled into another world altogether, still clinging to his feelings for Akane. There was something here though, an energy humming in the air similar to the night in the tent. He ached to feel his body close to him again. But would Ryoga let him?
"I'm turning the light off now." A small click and the room goes dark.
Ranma lays still, breathing baited. The bed beside him sinks with a new added weight. He turns to face his friend, still unable to see anything accept a faint silloet. He was hot, very hot, and needed Ryoga. He needed that magical feeling again. He needed the release. "Ryoga..?"
"Yeah?"
"-Can- you say anything in Chinese?"
A moment of silence. "Wo shi ni men de."
Two strong arms wrap around his waist and pull him close, his gasp is swallowed by a kiss. It was like a dream, the touching and sensations, exactly what he needed. He presses against Ryoga, his own hands grabbing the boy's hair.
Ryoga straddles him, never breaking their locked lips, and grinds their hips together. He had waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity! He needed it just as much. The air was full of energy. And they were far away from the problems that had plagued them before. This was the right time, the right place, and the right moment.
Their two bodies melt together in uncontroled passion. They were lost within each other.
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Author's Note: 'Wo Shi ni men de' roughly means 'I am yours'..very roughly. :) Hope you like! More to come!
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Akane paces back and forth, glaring at the arrival chart above her. Their plane was three hours delayed and would not come for yet another. Something about fixing mechanics. She didn't care. She wanted on it now. The longer she had to wait, the worse she felt about the way she treated Ranma, and the angrier it made her.
Ukyou watches from a seat across from her, nervous and feeling terribly bad about the entire situation. 'I couldn't lie to her, but now, she may ruin things for Ranchan and Ryoga-kun.. why couldn't he have told her everything before he left? I'm going to make sure he's okay, but it wont do much good if Hurricane Akane sweeps through and tears apart everything he was able to build.' The only course of action Ukyou could think of was to delay her as best she could, and it wouldn't be that hard with the plane delay. Afterall, neither of them knew the exact location of the Cursed Springs of Jusenkyo. Only Ranma and Ryoga did. That would give the two boys plenty of time to get ahead of them.
"Uugh!" Akane stomps by.
"Hey, I'm hungry, do you want anything?"
The young Tendou stops and turns her stiff neck to face the chef. She blushes immediately and turns away. Why was she acting like such a bitch? What kind of company was she trying to be? Ukyou was being kind enough to pay her way, so the least she could do would be to calm down and be friendly. "Oh I'm so sorry. May I come with you?"
"Sure." Ukyou smiles. "Maybe we can get you some tea to calm those nerves?"
"Yes, that might help."
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"I forgot about the language barrier." Ranma confesses sheepishly.
"Don't worry, I know a little Chinese."
The two teens stand at the front desk of a hotel, the only one they would be using before they begin their long trek to Jusenkyo. The clerk behind the desk smiles at them in greeting.
Ryoga clears his throat. "Wei, wo men jiang shuo Zhong guo. Ding wei?"
"Ah," She giggles. "Ri ben ren?"
"Shi a."
Ranma stares.
"zhi shi er?"
Ryoga nods and takes out a travelor's check."Shi a. Yi ye li."
After paying they both follow the bellhop into the elevator.
"A -little- Chinese???"
Ryoga grins. "It was kinda choppy. But, Weren't -you- the one training in China?"
"Yeah, but we know how that went. The springs and cat-fu just a couple of the many problems Pops and I had here. Plus, we never stayed in a hotel. We were always camping."
The elevator opens on the seventh floor and they are led to room thirty three and let in.
"Xie xie." The bandana clad boy gives the man a couple of bills and closes the door.
Ranma looks around. "It's nice.." He eyes the one bed. "Hm."
Ryoga follows his gaze. "Hmmm. Bu cuo."
"What's that mean?"
"Not bad."
"Perv." Ranma jokes, tugging his shirt off. "Don't get any ideas."
"Why not?"
'Hm, yeah, we've already gone further than 'ideas' before...' He glances down at his feet. He felt awkward. Very out of place at the moment.
"Don't worry." Ryoga was beside him now, and puts an arm over his shoulders. "I'm not going to try anything I can't say in Chinese.."
"Hm." The young Saotome climbs onto the bed and crosses his arms over his chest. He watches his friend go about preparing for bed; changing into shorts, brushing his teeth, picking clothes for the next day. Ranma was thousands of miles away from Akane now. He could explore, couldn't he? These strange feelings he was having everytime Ryoga bent over showing him his ass, or stopped to stretch and yawn? They were confusing. The wanderer had been the first and only person he cared about to open up to him completely and give him what he needed. He had taken it too, without even batting an eye. By doing so though, Ranma felt like he had stumbled into another world altogether, still clinging to his feelings for Akane. There was something here though, an energy humming in the air similar to the night in the tent. He ached to feel his body close to him again. But would Ryoga let him?
"I'm turning the light off now." A small click and the room goes dark.
Ranma lays still, breathing baited. The bed beside him sinks with a new added weight. He turns to face his friend, still unable to see anything accept a faint silloet. He was hot, very hot, and needed Ryoga. He needed that magical feeling again. He needed the release. "Ryoga..?"
"Yeah?"
"-Can- you say anything in Chinese?"
A moment of silence. "Wo shi ni men de."
Two strong arms wrap around his waist and pull him close, his gasp is swallowed by a kiss. It was like a dream, the touching and sensations, exactly what he needed. He presses against Ryoga, his own hands grabbing the boy's hair.
Ryoga straddles him, never breaking their locked lips, and grinds their hips together. He had waited for this moment for what felt like an eternity! He needed it just as much. The air was full of energy. And they were far away from the problems that had plagued them before. This was the right time, the right place, and the right moment.
Their two bodies melt together in uncontroled passion. They were lost within each other.
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Author's Note: 'Wo Shi ni men de' roughly means 'I am yours'..very roughly. :) Hope you like! More to come!