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fatlazikat: Don't be so evil... :D
Lady Mokodane: You're going to continue writing? Wonderful! Keep going!
Lonestar: Sure!
"Here you go, the tea, duchess," Akane said gently as she placed the tea into the old woman's wrinkled hands.
"Just call me Cologne. We've been friends for such a long time already."
"Three days, to be exact."
"Three days only?"
"I think it's three days..."
Fushika walked into the room, a tray tucked under her right arm. "Enjoying your tea, ma'am?"
"Yes, very much, thank you," Cologne strained her head out the window. "Where's that son-in-law of mine?"
"He seems to be a very irresponsible person," Fushika commented.
"He is not irresponsible," the duchess' voice hardened, her features turned cold, "if he was, I wouldn't ever let him go near my granddaughter."
Fushika was flustered by Cologne's reaction. She blushed a deep red; luckily, Akane broke the ice.
"Fushika regrets what she said, Cologne, now drink your tea before it cools," Akane said and retreated back into the rear room, and left Fushika alone in the presence of the old woman.
Just then the chimes tinkled musically, a pleasant sound. Fushika and Cologne's heads automatically turned to the door and saw a pigtailed boy at the entrance.
"Ah, son-in-law, you're here at last. You're fifteen minutes late," Cologne greeted the boy with a smile, which contained a hint of disapproval.
The boy ignored the old woman and plopped himself down onto a chair opposite her. He lifted his legs and put them on the table rudely.
"Son-in-law, stop that at once. That is considered vulgar. You're embarrassing me," Cologne scolded, but the boy paid no attention. Instead he hopped onto his feet when he saw Fushika.
Taking Fushika by the hand, the boy drawled. "I don't believe we've met before. I'm Ranma, Ranma Saotome. And you are...?"
Fushika nearly fainted. She only managed to stutter out, "Fu- Fushika."
Cologne kept quiet. She had a nagging suspicion that her son-in-law was doing this on purpose.
"You have the most wonderful shade of eyes, dear Fushika," he said before Cologne hit him on the head. She could not take it any longer. She had to make Ranma stop flattering the girl.
Ranma let Fushika's hand go and sat down. He looked around the shop, head occupied with thoughts.
Fushika poured more tea into the Cologne's cup. What a handsome son- in-law the duchess had!
Before the duchess left, she assured Fushika, "Don't worry, I'll provide the transport for the wedding. It'll come at around ten in the morning. Let's be off now, son-in-law."
Friday came sooner than expected. Akane and Fushika had borrowed a dress from the shop, courtesy of Sukiro. Fushika looked at her reflection in the mirror.
"No, really, Akane, he was the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen!" she gushed as she twirled around. Fushika had put on a pale purple gown and a ribbon surrounded her hair to keep it up.
Akane donned a blue dress with rosebuds sewn onto the bottom of the gown.
"I don't think any guy could be so handsome," she retaliated and when she tried to think of a more handsome boy, the image of Ranma came to mind and Akane immediately blushed.
"Come on, let's go. The carriages are out front already," Fushika said.
Before Akane left the room, she instinctively reached out to the vase and grabbed the pink rose. Pink symbolised happiness. Without knowing it, she placed it in her brown hair.
Sukiro was waiting at the door, dressed in a hazel brown dress and a matching brown receptacle. She was waiting impatiently. "Hurry, the two of you. We haven't got all the time in the world, you know," she growled out when she saw the duo stroll out.
They stepped into the carriage. And as the horses ambled forward, Fushika whispered audibly.
"The wedding awaits us all."
Tapestries were hung around the outsides of the Saotome House. Laughter and chatter drifted from the garden to the road. Glasses clinked together as people congratulated the lucky people. Akane stepped daintily out of the carriage, taking in everything around her. She had never been to a wedding before and as this was her first time, she could feel excitement pounding in her veins.
"Oh, look, Akane, they have a garden!" Fushika cried out so loudly that half the guests turned to look at them. Cologne, who must have heard Fushika's cry, came marching past the people who were all much taller than her.
"Welcome, Akane, Fushika. As you can see, this garden is the result of the creativity of my son-in-law's mother. Feel free to explore the place."
Fushika did not hesitate any further. She pulled Akane's arm after her, commanding her friend to follow her into the shrubs and bushes.
"Look at all these roses! I can barely breathe in here! Oh, there's a fountain!"
Akane followed Fushika here and there and couldn't help but wonder if she had been to the place before. The roses seemed to be just like roses she had seen before which were from another place, another world.
Time flew by so fast that it surprised the both of them to hear music floating in the air from the wedding area. The wedding was about to begin. Akane's hands flew to her lips. "We need to get seats! Hurry, Fushika!" They ran to the location of the wedding and saw Cologne standing next to her granddaughter, whose face was covered with a veil. Akane sat down and tried to catch her breath. The music became louder and louder and then everybody applauded as Cologne walked down the aisle with her granddaughter in arm.
"How lovely, ne, Akane?" Akane nodded silently as she gazed at the duo. She was glad that the wedding gown was perfect.
The granddaughter reached the end of the aisle and hands once linked with Cologne were now separated. The priest rambled on about how the couple would promise to be by each other's side, whether healthy or ill, and help each other out when the other was troubled.
"...your husband?"
The granddaughter answered in a pert, strong voice. "I do."
The priest repeated what he had said.
"...your wife?"
The man looked away and answered indifferently. "You know as well as I that I am being forced to marry her so don't ask if I'd take her to be my wife with all my heart."
The crowd gasped silently and Cologne let out a quiet but audible curse.
The priest cleared his voice. "Uh, Are there any objections to this marriage? If there aren't, I'll pronounce this couple man and wife."
The priest looked around. The granddaughter twirled her head, hidden eyes daring anybody to disrupt the wedding service.
The man turned around, eyes pleading as if he wanted somebody to object to his marriage.
Akane pitied him.
The man looked around with an urge in his eyes.
And Akane saw something which frightened her.
The man she saw before her was-
"Ranma?"
A/N: As exams are coming, I decided to update one more time before they start. I'm glad they last for only a week
I think I'm getting worse and worse in my studies. I'll just have to study harder. Had a debate against another group the day before yesterday. Nobody knows whose team had won but well, at least my group tried our best.
I just had a brainstorm! I just know what to do for my next story. Of course, not all stories end happily ever after but.... It's just so hard not to make Akane and Ranma end up together in the end! They were meant for each other. It'd be cruel to separate them.
See you soon, tata.
fatlazikat: Don't be so evil... :D
Lady Mokodane: You're going to continue writing? Wonderful! Keep going!
Lonestar: Sure!
"Here you go, the tea, duchess," Akane said gently as she placed the tea into the old woman's wrinkled hands.
"Just call me Cologne. We've been friends for such a long time already."
"Three days, to be exact."
"Three days only?"
"I think it's three days..."
Fushika walked into the room, a tray tucked under her right arm. "Enjoying your tea, ma'am?"
"Yes, very much, thank you," Cologne strained her head out the window. "Where's that son-in-law of mine?"
"He seems to be a very irresponsible person," Fushika commented.
"He is not irresponsible," the duchess' voice hardened, her features turned cold, "if he was, I wouldn't ever let him go near my granddaughter."
Fushika was flustered by Cologne's reaction. She blushed a deep red; luckily, Akane broke the ice.
"Fushika regrets what she said, Cologne, now drink your tea before it cools," Akane said and retreated back into the rear room, and left Fushika alone in the presence of the old woman.
Just then the chimes tinkled musically, a pleasant sound. Fushika and Cologne's heads automatically turned to the door and saw a pigtailed boy at the entrance.
"Ah, son-in-law, you're here at last. You're fifteen minutes late," Cologne greeted the boy with a smile, which contained a hint of disapproval.
The boy ignored the old woman and plopped himself down onto a chair opposite her. He lifted his legs and put them on the table rudely.
"Son-in-law, stop that at once. That is considered vulgar. You're embarrassing me," Cologne scolded, but the boy paid no attention. Instead he hopped onto his feet when he saw Fushika.
Taking Fushika by the hand, the boy drawled. "I don't believe we've met before. I'm Ranma, Ranma Saotome. And you are...?"
Fushika nearly fainted. She only managed to stutter out, "Fu- Fushika."
Cologne kept quiet. She had a nagging suspicion that her son-in-law was doing this on purpose.
"You have the most wonderful shade of eyes, dear Fushika," he said before Cologne hit him on the head. She could not take it any longer. She had to make Ranma stop flattering the girl.
Ranma let Fushika's hand go and sat down. He looked around the shop, head occupied with thoughts.
Fushika poured more tea into the Cologne's cup. What a handsome son- in-law the duchess had!
Before the duchess left, she assured Fushika, "Don't worry, I'll provide the transport for the wedding. It'll come at around ten in the morning. Let's be off now, son-in-law."
Friday came sooner than expected. Akane and Fushika had borrowed a dress from the shop, courtesy of Sukiro. Fushika looked at her reflection in the mirror.
"No, really, Akane, he was the most gorgeous guy I've ever seen!" she gushed as she twirled around. Fushika had put on a pale purple gown and a ribbon surrounded her hair to keep it up.
Akane donned a blue dress with rosebuds sewn onto the bottom of the gown.
"I don't think any guy could be so handsome," she retaliated and when she tried to think of a more handsome boy, the image of Ranma came to mind and Akane immediately blushed.
"Come on, let's go. The carriages are out front already," Fushika said.
Before Akane left the room, she instinctively reached out to the vase and grabbed the pink rose. Pink symbolised happiness. Without knowing it, she placed it in her brown hair.
Sukiro was waiting at the door, dressed in a hazel brown dress and a matching brown receptacle. She was waiting impatiently. "Hurry, the two of you. We haven't got all the time in the world, you know," she growled out when she saw the duo stroll out.
They stepped into the carriage. And as the horses ambled forward, Fushika whispered audibly.
"The wedding awaits us all."
Tapestries were hung around the outsides of the Saotome House. Laughter and chatter drifted from the garden to the road. Glasses clinked together as people congratulated the lucky people. Akane stepped daintily out of the carriage, taking in everything around her. She had never been to a wedding before and as this was her first time, she could feel excitement pounding in her veins.
"Oh, look, Akane, they have a garden!" Fushika cried out so loudly that half the guests turned to look at them. Cologne, who must have heard Fushika's cry, came marching past the people who were all much taller than her.
"Welcome, Akane, Fushika. As you can see, this garden is the result of the creativity of my son-in-law's mother. Feel free to explore the place."
Fushika did not hesitate any further. She pulled Akane's arm after her, commanding her friend to follow her into the shrubs and bushes.
"Look at all these roses! I can barely breathe in here! Oh, there's a fountain!"
Akane followed Fushika here and there and couldn't help but wonder if she had been to the place before. The roses seemed to be just like roses she had seen before which were from another place, another world.
Time flew by so fast that it surprised the both of them to hear music floating in the air from the wedding area. The wedding was about to begin. Akane's hands flew to her lips. "We need to get seats! Hurry, Fushika!" They ran to the location of the wedding and saw Cologne standing next to her granddaughter, whose face was covered with a veil. Akane sat down and tried to catch her breath. The music became louder and louder and then everybody applauded as Cologne walked down the aisle with her granddaughter in arm.
"How lovely, ne, Akane?" Akane nodded silently as she gazed at the duo. She was glad that the wedding gown was perfect.
The granddaughter reached the end of the aisle and hands once linked with Cologne were now separated. The priest rambled on about how the couple would promise to be by each other's side, whether healthy or ill, and help each other out when the other was troubled.
"...your husband?"
The granddaughter answered in a pert, strong voice. "I do."
The priest repeated what he had said.
"...your wife?"
The man looked away and answered indifferently. "You know as well as I that I am being forced to marry her so don't ask if I'd take her to be my wife with all my heart."
The crowd gasped silently and Cologne let out a quiet but audible curse.
The priest cleared his voice. "Uh, Are there any objections to this marriage? If there aren't, I'll pronounce this couple man and wife."
The priest looked around. The granddaughter twirled her head, hidden eyes daring anybody to disrupt the wedding service.
The man turned around, eyes pleading as if he wanted somebody to object to his marriage.
Akane pitied him.
The man looked around with an urge in his eyes.
And Akane saw something which frightened her.
The man she saw before her was-
"Ranma?"
A/N: As exams are coming, I decided to update one more time before they start. I'm glad they last for only a week
I think I'm getting worse and worse in my studies. I'll just have to study harder. Had a debate against another group the day before yesterday. Nobody knows whose team had won but well, at least my group tried our best.
I just had a brainstorm! I just know what to do for my next story. Of course, not all stories end happily ever after but.... It's just so hard not to make Akane and Ranma end up together in the end! They were meant for each other. It'd be cruel to separate them.
See you soon, tata.