Disclaimer: The characters here don't belong to me, k?
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The Duchess did not return the day after that, or the day after that. But she did return on the third day.
Fushika almost cried as she saw the old lady walk up to the shop.
"Please, Akane, do me a favour!"
"No. Why should I?"
"Please!"
"No, and besides, I have to brush the furniture around here," she looked up at the wall, where a portrait of her stood proudly. There, beside her was Sukiro's face, which was accompanied by Fushika's picture on the right of Sukiro's portrait. "And, I'd want to brush my picture so that it would not be dirty."
"I'll help you do the pictures, and I'll even make sure your picture stands out among the rest."
"Polish?"
"What polish?"
"If you want to switch roles, you'll also have to polish everything."
Fushika heaved a sigh, "Yes, I'll do just that."
Akane crossed her arms smugly and left the rear room. The bell tinkled as the Duchess entered. She was alone.
"I thought you wanted to invite somebody along?" it was more of a question than a statement.
"Oh," the old lady chortled, "he'll be here soon enough."
But the old lady was wrong.
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"Have a good night's rest. You look so exhausted."
"But I had fun. And that is what counts."
"Don't exert yourself too much, though. It's bad for the health," Kasumi cautioned Akane, who was lying on her bed, half asleep already.
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"You will follow Cologne, boy, or you'll be in big trouble!" Genma warned his son, scolding him and hitting him on the head.
"I don't know what I am doing with her."
"You're her granddaughter's fiancée, for goodness' sake!"
"I didn't ask for the engagement."
Genma pulled Ranma's ears and twisted it. He shouted into his ear. "You listen to me. You go humour the old hag or I'll disinherit you."
"Go on, disinherit me. I don't give a care for it."
"You won't get a single cent out of it."
"That's good, I can learn to survive better."
Genma grew desperate. "You won't have any food to eat."
"I can work for my own meals."
Throwing his arms up into the air, Genma gave a frustrated cry. "I give up," he said before whirling around and ordering, "but you will follow the hag," and Genma left the room.
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"Oh my gosh!" Fushika gave a cry of horror and immediately pulled her head back in from the window, which gave her skull a good knock as it hit the windowsill. Fushika had been sitting at the window, idling of the time. Then after a few minutes, she felt bored and decided to look out and breathe in some fresh air.
The cry came a few minutes after she had been enjoying the welcoming scent of fresh air.
"What? What?" Akane snapped up instantly from the chair. She was sewing a piece of embroidery, and reflecting at the same time.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!"
"What?" Akane said exasperatedly. Fushika was getting her worked up and uptight.
"Look, look!" Fushika pointed out the window.
"Can't you just tell me what it is you saw?"
Fushika remained mute and answered by shaking her head furiously from side to side.
Akane sighed and made her way to the window. There, coming down the street, was the Duchess.
"Is that all? Is that the reason why you were screaming and waving your hands about frantically?"
Fushika looked at Akane as if there could not be any more sensible reason than Lady Cologne.
"She is only an old woman," Akane packed up her embroidery and tidied up her skirt. She had to look her best when a customer was at the shop.
The wind chime chimed musically; a pleasant sound to the ears. The bell had dropped off the door and was sent for repairs. Thus, Sukiro had improvised the bell with a wind chime.
"Good morning, Miss Akane, Miss Fushika. It's rather hot today, don't you think?"
"Y-yes," Fushika stammered and blushed at her
It was Akane who saved Fushika. "Fushika, if the duchess is hot, don't you think you should prepare some tea for her to quench her thirst?"
"I should?"
"Yes, if you want to get out of here, that is," she mumbled under her breath.
"Yes, yes, I really should do just that."
Fushika left the room, leaving Akane all alone.
"Has the wedding date been set yet?" Akane asked, trying to make conversation.
"You know it has. I told you the date the last time we met, don't you remember?"
"Oh yes. Your granddaughter's going to become a wife next Friday."
The old lady chortled when Akane congratulated her.
"I almost forgot," the Duchess gasped and reached into her purse. She took out three envelopes. "Invitations to the wedding."
Akane accepted the envelopes gratefully.
"Please wait a moment, I'm going to fetch the tea from the rear room."
Akane left the duchess to herself for a few minutes as she accompanied Fushika behind in the rear room.
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Ranma would meet up with Cologne later, yes, he would but he would turn up late just to annoy the woman, who would complain to his father.
Ryouga clambered onto the roof where Ranma was and lay down beside his friend. The two were silent as cherry blossoms floated down beside them Then Ryouga broke the silence.
"You've changed, you know."
Ranma ignored the statement and closed his eyes instead.
"Ranma, I know she left all of a sudden, but there must have been a perfect reason why Sazara did that." "There was not reason. She hated me for having followed Shampoo." "She does not, Ranma."
"Yes, she does. I know it. I can feel it."
"You're wrong, Ranma."
"You don't know what you're saying."
Ryouga kept his mouth shut tight when he heard Ranma contradict him.
"Maybe you're right. I don't know what I'm saying. I don't know anything."
"Yes, you know nothing."
"Neither do you."
"Nobody knows anything much about her."
"Yes, and neither do you," Ryouga stressed the last three words.
Ranma took the hint.
Yes. Neither do I."
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A/N: I know it's been such a long time since I uploaded. There just have been lots of things going on (homework; dealing with my really biased English teacher; struggling with Mother Tongue) and I didn't really have the time. My sister was also always using the computer.
fatlazikat: Nah, I don't really obsess over roses. I'm not a really great kurama fan.
Just had my 2.4km run also. It took place yesterday, Saturday. I was so nervous!!!
And exams are arriving soon *shudder*...
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
The Duchess did not return the day after that, or the day after that. But she did return on the third day.
Fushika almost cried as she saw the old lady walk up to the shop.
"Please, Akane, do me a favour!"
"No. Why should I?"
"Please!"
"No, and besides, I have to brush the furniture around here," she looked up at the wall, where a portrait of her stood proudly. There, beside her was Sukiro's face, which was accompanied by Fushika's picture on the right of Sukiro's portrait. "And, I'd want to brush my picture so that it would not be dirty."
"I'll help you do the pictures, and I'll even make sure your picture stands out among the rest."
"Polish?"
"What polish?"
"If you want to switch roles, you'll also have to polish everything."
Fushika heaved a sigh, "Yes, I'll do just that."
Akane crossed her arms smugly and left the rear room. The bell tinkled as the Duchess entered. She was alone.
"I thought you wanted to invite somebody along?" it was more of a question than a statement.
"Oh," the old lady chortled, "he'll be here soon enough."
But the old lady was wrong.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Have a good night's rest. You look so exhausted."
"But I had fun. And that is what counts."
"Don't exert yourself too much, though. It's bad for the health," Kasumi cautioned Akane, who was lying on her bed, half asleep already.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"You will follow Cologne, boy, or you'll be in big trouble!" Genma warned his son, scolding him and hitting him on the head.
"I don't know what I am doing with her."
"You're her granddaughter's fiancée, for goodness' sake!"
"I didn't ask for the engagement."
Genma pulled Ranma's ears and twisted it. He shouted into his ear. "You listen to me. You go humour the old hag or I'll disinherit you."
"Go on, disinherit me. I don't give a care for it."
"You won't get a single cent out of it."
"That's good, I can learn to survive better."
Genma grew desperate. "You won't have any food to eat."
"I can work for my own meals."
Throwing his arms up into the air, Genma gave a frustrated cry. "I give up," he said before whirling around and ordering, "but you will follow the hag," and Genma left the room.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
"Oh my gosh!" Fushika gave a cry of horror and immediately pulled her head back in from the window, which gave her skull a good knock as it hit the windowsill. Fushika had been sitting at the window, idling of the time. Then after a few minutes, she felt bored and decided to look out and breathe in some fresh air.
The cry came a few minutes after she had been enjoying the welcoming scent of fresh air.
"What? What?" Akane snapped up instantly from the chair. She was sewing a piece of embroidery, and reflecting at the same time.
"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh!"
"What?" Akane said exasperatedly. Fushika was getting her worked up and uptight.
"Look, look!" Fushika pointed out the window.
"Can't you just tell me what it is you saw?"
Fushika remained mute and answered by shaking her head furiously from side to side.
Akane sighed and made her way to the window. There, coming down the street, was the Duchess.
"Is that all? Is that the reason why you were screaming and waving your hands about frantically?"
Fushika looked at Akane as if there could not be any more sensible reason than Lady Cologne.
"She is only an old woman," Akane packed up her embroidery and tidied up her skirt. She had to look her best when a customer was at the shop.
The wind chime chimed musically; a pleasant sound to the ears. The bell had dropped off the door and was sent for repairs. Thus, Sukiro had improvised the bell with a wind chime.
"Good morning, Miss Akane, Miss Fushika. It's rather hot today, don't you think?"
"Y-yes," Fushika stammered and blushed at her
It was Akane who saved Fushika. "Fushika, if the duchess is hot, don't you think you should prepare some tea for her to quench her thirst?"
"I should?"
"Yes, if you want to get out of here, that is," she mumbled under her breath.
"Yes, yes, I really should do just that."
Fushika left the room, leaving Akane all alone.
"Has the wedding date been set yet?" Akane asked, trying to make conversation.
"You know it has. I told you the date the last time we met, don't you remember?"
"Oh yes. Your granddaughter's going to become a wife next Friday."
The old lady chortled when Akane congratulated her.
"I almost forgot," the Duchess gasped and reached into her purse. She took out three envelopes. "Invitations to the wedding."
Akane accepted the envelopes gratefully.
"Please wait a moment, I'm going to fetch the tea from the rear room."
Akane left the duchess to herself for a few minutes as she accompanied Fushika behind in the rear room.
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Ranma would meet up with Cologne later, yes, he would but he would turn up late just to annoy the woman, who would complain to his father.
Ryouga clambered onto the roof where Ranma was and lay down beside his friend. The two were silent as cherry blossoms floated down beside them Then Ryouga broke the silence.
"You've changed, you know."
Ranma ignored the statement and closed his eyes instead.
"Ranma, I know she left all of a sudden, but there must have been a perfect reason why Sazara did that." "There was not reason. She hated me for having followed Shampoo." "She does not, Ranma."
"Yes, she does. I know it. I can feel it."
"You're wrong, Ranma."
"You don't know what you're saying."
Ryouga kept his mouth shut tight when he heard Ranma contradict him.
"Maybe you're right. I don't know what I'm saying. I don't know anything."
"Yes, you know nothing."
"Neither do you."
"Nobody knows anything much about her."
"Yes, and neither do you," Ryouga stressed the last three words.
Ranma took the hint.
Yes. Neither do I."
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A/N: I know it's been such a long time since I uploaded. There just have been lots of things going on (homework; dealing with my really biased English teacher; struggling with Mother Tongue) and I didn't really have the time. My sister was also always using the computer.
fatlazikat: Nah, I don't really obsess over roses. I'm not a really great kurama fan.
Just had my 2.4km run also. It took place yesterday, Saturday. I was so nervous!!!
And exams are arriving soon *shudder*...