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(Yoyo. Just so ya know "It Moves the Plot" was meant to move the plot, that's why it wasn't very funny (that's also why it was part 2 1/2) those are gonna come around every now and then and in this case since the heroes are oblivious to Saizo's existence I had to focus on her more than I originally intended, and make her seem more hateful and evil so you'd really wanna see her get beat down. But I apologize if the chapter was to 'dark'. I didn't mean for it to be, this is supposed to be a humor fic after all.)
A/N: This chapter may raise some questions about Saizo and Sakon, but it may answer a few as well (if you have a keen mind) also if you want to turn this into a mystery fic, I'll hint you that Soun got some parts of his story wrong. The first would be how Sakon, Saizo and Yuki died. Oh, also important, Saizo isn't the only villain in this story, you'll meet the next one soon.
Part 3
Mysterious Love
Sakon Hidetatsu finished putting another coat of lacquer on his dark red armor. The wars were over, and this armor and his sword would serve no further purpose . . . but as he thought of the fighting, and the things he had gone through for his lord he almost regretted what he had to do now. He placed the armor into the large wooden box. He pulled his Katana from the wooden box, he pulled it from it's sheath for the last time, listening to it cut through the air as he moved it.
An old friend, who had saved his life more times than he could count. That is what he thought of this sword. But his terrible sin was that it'd ended more lives. Sakon hadn't been a hero, but he had been a decent warrior. Decent, what a word for a warrior.
He placed the Katana back into its sheath, then placed it reverently in the box. He held his long dagger in his hand next. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer. Something told him he'd need it still, and he hoped and prayed that it was just warrior's suspicion. Still, he placed in his shirt close to his chest and out of sight.
He walked out of the small shed, dragging with him with trunk that held his weapons. He came to the place where his family had been buried for generations. He came to the deep hole, the hole that was meant for his son Yume. Yume had been captured in the war, Sakon wept bitter tears as he thought of how powerless he was to save his son in the heat of battle. He threw the chest into the hole. "Never will I don arms again." He said. He clenched his fist.
Ryoga sat in the common room of the Tendo home with Akane and Ranma. He forced himself to laugh at Akane's unfunny joke. She'd become quite a comedian lately, she was experimenting he supposed. It's been during his stay in Nabiki's room (Four days ago, in which time Kasumi cooked two rat stews and Ryoga visited Hawaii. How he got there, no one knows) that he learned why. There would be a school talent show and Akane was planning on entering, or so Ryoga gathered.
"Okay, lets try this one." Akane said.
"Let's not," Ranma said. "Why are you trying to be a comedian? Why not just wow them with your martial arts?"
"Because I want everyone at school to know that there is more to Akane Tendo than martial arts!" She cried.
"But there isn't!" Ranma said.
Ryoga boxed Ranma's head. "Don't listen to him Akane, I think you're very funny." He said.
"I know!" Ranma said, apparently taking Ryoga's blow in stride. "Cook for them! If they don't give you a ten out of ten, you can make them eat it!"
Ryoga almost laughed but caught himself. Akane didn't seem amused at all. "How about if I force *you* to eat something I cook?" She asked.
Ranma made an over dramatic show of dying. Ryoga on the other hand was shameless. "I'd be happy to eat anything you cook!" He said. "I don't want to offend your sister, but you are a superior cook to Kasumi!"
"She's WHAT!" Kasumi screamed from the kitchen.
"Er . . . I mean to say that your at an even stride with your sister Kasumi, but with experience-er I mean lots of experience and several miracles you *could* be superior to Kasumi." Ryoga said, not wanting to suffer the wrath of Kasumi.
"Really Ryoga? Well in that case why don't I cook you and Ranma dinner tonight?"
"Count me out." Ranma said. "If Ryoga has a death wish that's fine, but I'm not gonna-" Akane boxed him on the head.
"Oh you'll eat what I cook alright." She said with a wry smile. "And you'll like it too."
"Eh . . . if you say so." Ranma coughed.
"Lethal cooking?" Saizo coughed. "I think I like this one. Sakon, can we please watch the family keel over when they eat her food?"
"I'm quite sure it's just a joke." Sakon sighed.
"Please?" Saizo pleaded.
"If you promise not to continue scaring the eldest daughter with rats." Sakon said. "Permanently." He added.
"Oh! Forget it then, I don't care about the rats, she's building an immunity to them anyway! Last time she didn't scream nearly as much, and she grabbed the hammer."
Sakon shook his head. "You know, a new group of campers visited the swa-forest today. A lovely young couple, so happy to be together." Saizo perked up at this news. "The woman has a nice long neck, ideal for-"
"As I've said before Sakon, I'm no fool. You detest my murdering fun and you try to hide every couple that comes to our forest. You and that Jasper."
"Leave Jasper out of this." Sakon said.
"I have been meaning to ask where Jasper came from." Saizo said.
"It doesn't matter." Sakon said. "The important thing is that Jasper is there, and so long as she is you wont be claiming anymore lives." He shook his head. "Or at least that's what I thought. Why these ones Saizo?"
"Because they bug me." Saizo said. "Something . . . in the back of my head is telling me . . . well I don't know what it's telling me but it only happens around this family. It's funny, I tried following the boy with fangs and I didn't feel it. I tried following those girls-the ones I don't like-and I felt nothing beyond a bit of anger when they acted like whores with that stupid boy-"
"I get the picture." Sakon said sourly. "So you hate these girls?"
"And their father." Saizo said. "But you and I both know I can only possess girls my age or younger." She scoffed. "That's why I can't get to that cooking girl." Saizo giggled. "Imagine their shock when their quiet cook goes psycho!"
Sakon's hand wondered to his dagger, Saizo promptly stopped laughing. "Relax." She said. "I promised I wouldn't kill them. Come now Sakon, why not let me haunt this place? It saves the people visiting our forest."
"Because I have the same feeling you have in the back of my head. Only difference is I feel like these ones may break our curse."
That was actually nothing like what Saizo felt. She didn't think the curse could be broken, and she wasn't sure if she wanted it broken. Sakon was bound to her for eternity, she liked that. Sure he often threatened her, but it was better than nothing, and it was better than Yuki who spent the last five hundred years sulking.
Later that day, at dinner time
Nabiki sat quietly at the dinner table. Akane had made two thirds of the dinner tonight, the strange shapes and colors made it obvious. Of course with Kasumi too afraid to cook properly the amount of Akane Cuisine might be much less she thought. Still, there was little to nothing she saw that looked edible.
"Gee. This looks great Akane!" Ryoga said. "Really great!"
"Down boy." Nabiki sighed.
"What is this? Crab?" Ranma asked, poking at the main course.
"You idiot Ranma, it's obviously a salad." Ryoga said.
"It's tuna casserole." Nabiki said.
"It's a rat!" Kasumi cried.
"That would be my beautiful thanks giving turkey!" Akane said indignantly.
". . . And it is LOVELY!" Ranma said as he saw Akane preparing to hit him.
"B-beautiful!" Ryoga said.
"I looked better as a tuna casserole." Nabiki sighed. Akane gave her a deadly look. Nabiki gave her little sister a challenging smile. "I bet if you tried to make a casserole it'd come out looking just like a beautiful thanks giving turkey."
"Why you-"
"Akane!" Tendo cried. "It's lovely, Nabiki is only joking, and to show how much she loves your turkey she'll have the first bite."
"Like fun she will!" Akane laughed wickedly. "I want Ranma to have to first bite."
'Thank you Buddha, God, and capitalism.' She sighed.
"But wasn't it Ryoga who said you rivaled Kasumi as a cook?" Ranma asked.
"Yeah!" Kasumi said, giving Ryoga a hurt glance. "Were you serious? Tell me you weren't serious!"
"I eh . . . I mean . . ." Ryoga said.
"Well Ryoga?" Akane said coldly. "Who's the better cook?"
"I . . . I uh . . ."
"Here! He should taste some of your cooking Akane, and some of Kasumi's!" Ranma said with a smile.
Nabiki had a thought. She smiled weakly. Was it worth it? Sure . . . eh . . . would it be worth it? Nothing was worth her own money, not even Ryoga's plight. But she was hungry and she sure wasn't going to eat Akane's food.
She'd have to make a sacrifice. "Oh my god Kasumi! Is that a rat?"
"WHAT!?!?" Kasumi screamed, jumping up and throwing the whole table out the door. She took a pan from some unseen fold of her apron and began hitting Ranma on the head screaming "It's in my hair! It's in my hair! Kill it! Kill it!"
Saizo would have died laughing if she wasn't already dead. "By the demons that was great!" She cried. "How did I ever not like that girl? Oh that's rich! In her hair eh? Oh that's not a bad idea eh Sakon?"
Sakon sat morosely in the corner. "What? Did you say something . . . Saizo what did you do!?" He cried, seeing the chaos ensuing.
"I did nothing! It was the one who looks like Yuki! She's my favorite! You should have seen that girl with the frying pan . . . eh . . . Kasumi! Yeah you should have seen her throw the table!"
"Oh . . . I have a headache."
"What? That's impossible, your dead." Saizo said.
"It's a bloody miracle then, because by god Saizo you're giving me a headache!"
"Hey, look Sakon, that Kasumi should have been a warrior not a house wife!"
"I don't think she is a wife."
"Ho-ho-ha?" Saizo frowned.
"Have you seen a husband?" Sakon asked.
"Well no . . . I eh . . . I thought he might be away or something. Like the boy with fangs, he's an adventurer or something? He's always far away. But I haven't figured out who he's married to yet, I think it's the youngest one, but then they keep calling the pig tailed boy her fiancée."
"We've been here for almost two weeks, are you telling me that your so called 'casing' has come up so short that you don't even know that Kasumi isn't married?"
"At her bloody age? What is she a nun?" Saizo exclaimed. "Eh, I mean of course I knew. I . . . oh hell I'm just starting to learn their bloody names Sakon give me a break!"
"Oh dinner is ruined!" Kasumi cried.
"Praise capitalism!" Nabiki cried. "Eh . . . I mean I'm very sorry Akane. I thought it was a rat."
"A rat! Oh! Oh! It's in my-"
"There is nothing in your hair." Ranma said, rubbing his head.
"Well, Kasumi is hysterical, and Akane is currently in shock." Soun said. "So what are we going to do for dinner?"
Ryoga waved his hand in front of Akane's face. "Hey!" He exclaimed. "She is in shock! I thought she was just being uncharacteristically quiet." He frowned. "Her eyes are still open . . . you don't think she's paralyzed with grief do you?"
"Paralyzed with rage is more like it." Soun said.
"Don't worry daddy, Ryoga and I will come back with a bucket of chicken . . . or something." Nabiki said.
"What?" Ryoga asked. "Why me?" Why was Nabiki volunteering his services? "Why not Ranma?"
"Ranma needs to stay here with Akane." Nabiki said. "As her fiancée he should be the one to comfort her when she gets back to normal."
"But I should be here too for . . . moral support!" Ryoga protested. "Akane needs me!" Why should Ranma be in the right place at the right time? Akane needed to see that he cared too!
"So do I, I'm not bringing dinner back myself." Nabiki said.
"Well if you take Ryoga, you won't bring it back for a week if at all." Ranma said. "I better go."
"No Ranma, you don't have any money-er I mean your just not strong enough. So uh . . . c'mon Ryoga."
"She's right." Soun said. "Ranma you should stay with Akane. Ryoga, you go with Nabiki and bring back food."
"Uh . . . yes sir." Ryoga sighed.
"Pizza!" Ranma cried.
"Chinese!" Genma said.
"CAKE!" Kasumi cried. "And chocolate! I need junk food I'm having a nervous break down!"
"Hey, Kasumi is that a rat in your-" Nabiki began with a snicker.
"AAAHHHH!"
Ryoga frowned, it was strange, for some reason he could hear some one laughing as Kasumi screamed and rolled around on the ground.
"We could use some money daddy." Nabiki said.
"Oh . . . eh sure." Soun said, handing Nabiki some money.
"Thank you!" She said. "C'mon Ryoga."
"I still don't see why you want-"
"Hey Ryoga!" Ranma whispered. Ryoga missed the menacing tone in Ranma's voice. "Don't ya see it? She's coming on to you. If she were serious about dinner she'd call out."
"Y-you think so?" Ryoga frowned. He sort of felt like Nabiki was coming on to him during the camping trip . . . no! No he loved Akane. "It doesn't matter, you go, I have to stay with Akane." He whispered back to Ranma.
"Ryoga!" Nabiki said angrily. "Are you coming or not? I'm not waiting all night."
Ryoga frowned and ran after Nabiki.
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Disclaimer: I don't own *anything*
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Disclaimer: Except Jack.
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(Yoyo. Just so ya know "It Moves the Plot" was meant to move the plot, that's why it wasn't very funny (that's also why it was part 2 1/2) those are gonna come around every now and then and in this case since the heroes are oblivious to Saizo's existence I had to focus on her more than I originally intended, and make her seem more hateful and evil so you'd really wanna see her get beat down. But I apologize if the chapter was to 'dark'. I didn't mean for it to be, this is supposed to be a humor fic after all.)
A/N: This chapter may raise some questions about Saizo and Sakon, but it may answer a few as well (if you have a keen mind) also if you want to turn this into a mystery fic, I'll hint you that Soun got some parts of his story wrong. The first would be how Sakon, Saizo and Yuki died. Oh, also important, Saizo isn't the only villain in this story, you'll meet the next one soon.
Part 3
Mysterious Love
Sakon Hidetatsu finished putting another coat of lacquer on his dark red armor. The wars were over, and this armor and his sword would serve no further purpose . . . but as he thought of the fighting, and the things he had gone through for his lord he almost regretted what he had to do now. He placed the armor into the large wooden box. He pulled his Katana from the wooden box, he pulled it from it's sheath for the last time, listening to it cut through the air as he moved it.
An old friend, who had saved his life more times than he could count. That is what he thought of this sword. But his terrible sin was that it'd ended more lives. Sakon hadn't been a hero, but he had been a decent warrior. Decent, what a word for a warrior.
He placed the Katana back into its sheath, then placed it reverently in the box. He held his long dagger in his hand next. He closed his eyes and said a silent prayer. Something told him he'd need it still, and he hoped and prayed that it was just warrior's suspicion. Still, he placed in his shirt close to his chest and out of sight.
He walked out of the small shed, dragging with him with trunk that held his weapons. He came to the place where his family had been buried for generations. He came to the deep hole, the hole that was meant for his son Yume. Yume had been captured in the war, Sakon wept bitter tears as he thought of how powerless he was to save his son in the heat of battle. He threw the chest into the hole. "Never will I don arms again." He said. He clenched his fist.
Ryoga sat in the common room of the Tendo home with Akane and Ranma. He forced himself to laugh at Akane's unfunny joke. She'd become quite a comedian lately, she was experimenting he supposed. It's been during his stay in Nabiki's room (Four days ago, in which time Kasumi cooked two rat stews and Ryoga visited Hawaii. How he got there, no one knows) that he learned why. There would be a school talent show and Akane was planning on entering, or so Ryoga gathered.
"Okay, lets try this one." Akane said.
"Let's not," Ranma said. "Why are you trying to be a comedian? Why not just wow them with your martial arts?"
"Because I want everyone at school to know that there is more to Akane Tendo than martial arts!" She cried.
"But there isn't!" Ranma said.
Ryoga boxed Ranma's head. "Don't listen to him Akane, I think you're very funny." He said.
"I know!" Ranma said, apparently taking Ryoga's blow in stride. "Cook for them! If they don't give you a ten out of ten, you can make them eat it!"
Ryoga almost laughed but caught himself. Akane didn't seem amused at all. "How about if I force *you* to eat something I cook?" She asked.
Ranma made an over dramatic show of dying. Ryoga on the other hand was shameless. "I'd be happy to eat anything you cook!" He said. "I don't want to offend your sister, but you are a superior cook to Kasumi!"
"She's WHAT!" Kasumi screamed from the kitchen.
"Er . . . I mean to say that your at an even stride with your sister Kasumi, but with experience-er I mean lots of experience and several miracles you *could* be superior to Kasumi." Ryoga said, not wanting to suffer the wrath of Kasumi.
"Really Ryoga? Well in that case why don't I cook you and Ranma dinner tonight?"
"Count me out." Ranma said. "If Ryoga has a death wish that's fine, but I'm not gonna-" Akane boxed him on the head.
"Oh you'll eat what I cook alright." She said with a wry smile. "And you'll like it too."
"Eh . . . if you say so." Ranma coughed.
"Lethal cooking?" Saizo coughed. "I think I like this one. Sakon, can we please watch the family keel over when they eat her food?"
"I'm quite sure it's just a joke." Sakon sighed.
"Please?" Saizo pleaded.
"If you promise not to continue scaring the eldest daughter with rats." Sakon said. "Permanently." He added.
"Oh! Forget it then, I don't care about the rats, she's building an immunity to them anyway! Last time she didn't scream nearly as much, and she grabbed the hammer."
Sakon shook his head. "You know, a new group of campers visited the swa-forest today. A lovely young couple, so happy to be together." Saizo perked up at this news. "The woman has a nice long neck, ideal for-"
"As I've said before Sakon, I'm no fool. You detest my murdering fun and you try to hide every couple that comes to our forest. You and that Jasper."
"Leave Jasper out of this." Sakon said.
"I have been meaning to ask where Jasper came from." Saizo said.
"It doesn't matter." Sakon said. "The important thing is that Jasper is there, and so long as she is you wont be claiming anymore lives." He shook his head. "Or at least that's what I thought. Why these ones Saizo?"
"Because they bug me." Saizo said. "Something . . . in the back of my head is telling me . . . well I don't know what it's telling me but it only happens around this family. It's funny, I tried following the boy with fangs and I didn't feel it. I tried following those girls-the ones I don't like-and I felt nothing beyond a bit of anger when they acted like whores with that stupid boy-"
"I get the picture." Sakon said sourly. "So you hate these girls?"
"And their father." Saizo said. "But you and I both know I can only possess girls my age or younger." She scoffed. "That's why I can't get to that cooking girl." Saizo giggled. "Imagine their shock when their quiet cook goes psycho!"
Sakon's hand wondered to his dagger, Saizo promptly stopped laughing. "Relax." She said. "I promised I wouldn't kill them. Come now Sakon, why not let me haunt this place? It saves the people visiting our forest."
"Because I have the same feeling you have in the back of my head. Only difference is I feel like these ones may break our curse."
That was actually nothing like what Saizo felt. She didn't think the curse could be broken, and she wasn't sure if she wanted it broken. Sakon was bound to her for eternity, she liked that. Sure he often threatened her, but it was better than nothing, and it was better than Yuki who spent the last five hundred years sulking.
Later that day, at dinner time
Nabiki sat quietly at the dinner table. Akane had made two thirds of the dinner tonight, the strange shapes and colors made it obvious. Of course with Kasumi too afraid to cook properly the amount of Akane Cuisine might be much less she thought. Still, there was little to nothing she saw that looked edible.
"Gee. This looks great Akane!" Ryoga said. "Really great!"
"Down boy." Nabiki sighed.
"What is this? Crab?" Ranma asked, poking at the main course.
"You idiot Ranma, it's obviously a salad." Ryoga said.
"It's tuna casserole." Nabiki said.
"It's a rat!" Kasumi cried.
"That would be my beautiful thanks giving turkey!" Akane said indignantly.
". . . And it is LOVELY!" Ranma said as he saw Akane preparing to hit him.
"B-beautiful!" Ryoga said.
"I looked better as a tuna casserole." Nabiki sighed. Akane gave her a deadly look. Nabiki gave her little sister a challenging smile. "I bet if you tried to make a casserole it'd come out looking just like a beautiful thanks giving turkey."
"Why you-"
"Akane!" Tendo cried. "It's lovely, Nabiki is only joking, and to show how much she loves your turkey she'll have the first bite."
"Like fun she will!" Akane laughed wickedly. "I want Ranma to have to first bite."
'Thank you Buddha, God, and capitalism.' She sighed.
"But wasn't it Ryoga who said you rivaled Kasumi as a cook?" Ranma asked.
"Yeah!" Kasumi said, giving Ryoga a hurt glance. "Were you serious? Tell me you weren't serious!"
"I eh . . . I mean . . ." Ryoga said.
"Well Ryoga?" Akane said coldly. "Who's the better cook?"
"I . . . I uh . . ."
"Here! He should taste some of your cooking Akane, and some of Kasumi's!" Ranma said with a smile.
Nabiki had a thought. She smiled weakly. Was it worth it? Sure . . . eh . . . would it be worth it? Nothing was worth her own money, not even Ryoga's plight. But she was hungry and she sure wasn't going to eat Akane's food.
She'd have to make a sacrifice. "Oh my god Kasumi! Is that a rat?"
"WHAT!?!?" Kasumi screamed, jumping up and throwing the whole table out the door. She took a pan from some unseen fold of her apron and began hitting Ranma on the head screaming "It's in my hair! It's in my hair! Kill it! Kill it!"
Saizo would have died laughing if she wasn't already dead. "By the demons that was great!" She cried. "How did I ever not like that girl? Oh that's rich! In her hair eh? Oh that's not a bad idea eh Sakon?"
Sakon sat morosely in the corner. "What? Did you say something . . . Saizo what did you do!?" He cried, seeing the chaos ensuing.
"I did nothing! It was the one who looks like Yuki! She's my favorite! You should have seen that girl with the frying pan . . . eh . . . Kasumi! Yeah you should have seen her throw the table!"
"Oh . . . I have a headache."
"What? That's impossible, your dead." Saizo said.
"It's a bloody miracle then, because by god Saizo you're giving me a headache!"
"Hey, look Sakon, that Kasumi should have been a warrior not a house wife!"
"I don't think she is a wife."
"Ho-ho-ha?" Saizo frowned.
"Have you seen a husband?" Sakon asked.
"Well no . . . I eh . . . I thought he might be away or something. Like the boy with fangs, he's an adventurer or something? He's always far away. But I haven't figured out who he's married to yet, I think it's the youngest one, but then they keep calling the pig tailed boy her fiancée."
"We've been here for almost two weeks, are you telling me that your so called 'casing' has come up so short that you don't even know that Kasumi isn't married?"
"At her bloody age? What is she a nun?" Saizo exclaimed. "Eh, I mean of course I knew. I . . . oh hell I'm just starting to learn their bloody names Sakon give me a break!"
"Oh dinner is ruined!" Kasumi cried.
"Praise capitalism!" Nabiki cried. "Eh . . . I mean I'm very sorry Akane. I thought it was a rat."
"A rat! Oh! Oh! It's in my-"
"There is nothing in your hair." Ranma said, rubbing his head.
"Well, Kasumi is hysterical, and Akane is currently in shock." Soun said. "So what are we going to do for dinner?"
Ryoga waved his hand in front of Akane's face. "Hey!" He exclaimed. "She is in shock! I thought she was just being uncharacteristically quiet." He frowned. "Her eyes are still open . . . you don't think she's paralyzed with grief do you?"
"Paralyzed with rage is more like it." Soun said.
"Don't worry daddy, Ryoga and I will come back with a bucket of chicken . . . or something." Nabiki said.
"What?" Ryoga asked. "Why me?" Why was Nabiki volunteering his services? "Why not Ranma?"
"Ranma needs to stay here with Akane." Nabiki said. "As her fiancée he should be the one to comfort her when she gets back to normal."
"But I should be here too for . . . moral support!" Ryoga protested. "Akane needs me!" Why should Ranma be in the right place at the right time? Akane needed to see that he cared too!
"So do I, I'm not bringing dinner back myself." Nabiki said.
"Well if you take Ryoga, you won't bring it back for a week if at all." Ranma said. "I better go."
"No Ranma, you don't have any money-er I mean your just not strong enough. So uh . . . c'mon Ryoga."
"She's right." Soun said. "Ranma you should stay with Akane. Ryoga, you go with Nabiki and bring back food."
"Uh . . . yes sir." Ryoga sighed.
"Pizza!" Ranma cried.
"Chinese!" Genma said.
"CAKE!" Kasumi cried. "And chocolate! I need junk food I'm having a nervous break down!"
"Hey, Kasumi is that a rat in your-" Nabiki began with a snicker.
"AAAHHHH!"
Ryoga frowned, it was strange, for some reason he could hear some one laughing as Kasumi screamed and rolled around on the ground.
"We could use some money daddy." Nabiki said.
"Oh . . . eh sure." Soun said, handing Nabiki some money.
"Thank you!" She said. "C'mon Ryoga."
"I still don't see why you want-"
"Hey Ryoga!" Ranma whispered. Ryoga missed the menacing tone in Ranma's voice. "Don't ya see it? She's coming on to you. If she were serious about dinner she'd call out."
"Y-you think so?" Ryoga frowned. He sort of felt like Nabiki was coming on to him during the camping trip . . . no! No he loved Akane. "It doesn't matter, you go, I have to stay with Akane." He whispered back to Ranma.
"Ryoga!" Nabiki said angrily. "Are you coming or not? I'm not waiting all night."
Ryoga frowned and ran after Nabiki.