Full Ranma Panic
By Lisa Grey
Chapter 4: A Proposal
"Wow, Ranma, this is great," Kaname said as they finished checking out the small beachside bungalow that belonged to Tessa.
"Yeah, it is," Ranma said stepping up behind her and snaking his arms around her waist. She leaned back into him and sighed happily.
"Ranma? Are you ready to say it?" she asked, basking in his embrace.
"What? That I love you?" Ranma asked with a small gentle smile. "I've been ready to say it for some time now. I guess with as busy as we have been with the Seraph project, I was just waiting for the right time. Come on." Ranma led her out onto the porch and sat her on the porch swing. Kneeling before her, he looked deeply into her big beautiful sienna eyes and began putting to words the concepts that he had been dwelling on since that morning on the beach over a year ago. "Miss Kaname Chidori, I love you more than you'll ever possibly know, more than I have the words to describe. You're the sun that has finally risen in the darkness that was my life. You've brought me purpose to my life. You've shown me more compassion and more caring than I have ever known. With you, I'm a better man, a better person than I ever hoped I could be." As Ranma spoke, her heart began to pound and her cheeks flushed, sensing what was coming. His ocean blue eyes gazing so intently into hers shimmered with the intensity of his emotion. "In spite of all that, I don't have much. I'm a simple man who has led a simple life. It shames me, but I don't even have a name to give you. All I have to offer is my heart, my love, and my promise to always be there for you, to strive to give you the things you may want, and to support you in any way you may need. Kaname, would you consent to be this unworthy ronin's wife?" By this time, Kaname was shaking like a leaf in a wind storm, tears were running down her face as Ranma pulled the ring out of his pocket and held it up to her.
"Oh Ranma," she gasped. "Oh Ranma, yes." She grabbed the pigtailed young officer and hugged him to her tightly. "Oh Ranma, I love you so much. You've given me everything I need."
By this time they both had tears of joy rolling down their faces. She backed off a little and kissed him, trying to put every ounce of the passion and love she felt into it. He responded in kind. Eventually they broke the kiss and she sat back offering him her hand. He gently took it and slipped the ring on her finger and they both sat for a minute admiring it. It was a three stone ring with three diamonds set into a gold band.
"It's so beautiful, Ranma," Kaname said softly. He could still feel her hand tremble in his.
"And yet, it's hardly worthy to be graced by your hand," Ranma said. "It's a chunk of dirt next to the beauty of the woman who wears it."
"Ranma, don't you dare insult the symbol of our love like that," Kaname said firmly. "It's the most wonderful thing ever because of what it means, and because it came from you."
"Sorry," Ranma said meekly. "When you think of it like that, then, yeah, it's the second most beautiful thing I've ever seen."
"Come're, You," she said with a grin, pulling him up on the swing and climbing into his lap.
She proceeded to kiss him thoroughly and from there it turned into a steamy make out session that left them both aching with need.
"Ranma," she said huskily, her voice raw with desire, "I want you, right now, tonight. Several times."
"B...but, Kaname," Ranma said startled but extremely tempted, "shouldn't we wait until we're married?"
"I've given this a lot of thought, and even if you hadn't proposed, I was going to ask you anyway," she said. "Ranma, we are both soldiers on active duty. We both know what that can mean. Who knows when we will find the time to get married, and I really don't want my first time to be on a submarine, even one as homey as the De Danaan. I also don't want to miss the chance to have known the man I love more than anything ever in this way. No, to hell with waiting. We're engaged. We love each other. We can't afford to waste this chance, because we may not be given another."
"You're sure?" he asked. She smiled and nodded. "What about birth control? It wouldn't do for us to get pregnant now and I didn't...er...come prepared."
"I've been on Depoprovara since just after that time on the beach," Kaname told him.
"Wow, I guess you have thought about this for a long time," Ranma grinned.
"Uh huh," she agreed. "So whatcha you waitin' for soja boy? Do your duty."
Ranma chuckled and cradled her in his arms as he stood and carried her into the bedroom. Their cries of passion echoed late into the night before both fell asleep exhausted. After a short nap however, Ranma was awoken by a glass of cool water being dumped on him. A grinning Kaname then proceeded to prove, into the small hours of the morning, that her love and passion for Ranma had no limitations on his current gender by giving Ranma another reason to think of her transformation as a blessing instead of a curse.
OOOOOOO
Ranma stood leaning against a palm tree staring out over the water. He was thinking about how deliriously happy he was and how perfect his life had become. If all the pain, all the torture, and all the suffering that had come before was necessary to get him to this point, it was all worth it. He would happily go through it all again, even the Nekoken. Yet he knew, in their line of work, it could all disappear in an instant. It was exactly as Kaname had said. What they had was now. They had to make it count because in an instant it could all be taken away. He smiled as he thought about how well they'd 'made it count' last night. The fleeting thought traveled though his mind that he could go join her in the shower and 'make it count' some more, but he beat it back thinking she might be a little sore still.
"Ranma! Prepare to DIE! Erk!" Ranma heard from behind him. He jumped around and into a fighting stance...and nearly fell on the ground laughing.
Behind him stood Ryoga, umbrella raised above his head about to attack. However, he was standing stock still. The reason for this was that his left arm was in a hammer lock and a slender arm reached around his chest, under his raised right arm, pressing a Beretta 96 under his chin. The hammer was back and the finger was on the trigger.
"Move and you die," Kaname hissed at him.
"That probably wasn't the best thing to shout around here, Ryoga," Ranma chuckled. "It's okay, Love, he's a friend. You can relax."
Kaname removed the pistol from the lost boy's throat and released his arm. She stuck weapon in the waist band of her shorts at the small of her back as she stepped up to Ranma and slipped an arm around his waist. He draped his arm around her shoulders.
"What sort of friend greets you with a cowardly sneak attack from behind your back, Sweetie?" Kaname asked perplexed. Ranma laughed. Ryoga hadn't moved a muscle from the pose he had froze in when he felt the gun appear under his chin.
"He was just trying to keep me on my toes, Love," Ranma explained. "You're looking at the guy that was partially responsible for my skills being what they are. I couldn't have done it without him. Hmmm, it looks like we may need to reboot his brain. Yo! Ryoga, snap out of it man." Ranma snapped his fingers and Ryoga blinked.
"R...Ranma? W...why did she put a gun to my head?" Ryoga stammered.
"Well, Ryoga," Ranma said with a broad grin, "that would be because this amazingly beautiful, incredible, gorgeous, wonderful, fantastic..." Kaname pinched his side while blushing. "Oh, sorry, I get carried away sometimes. As I was saying, this lovely lady here is my fiancée and she doesn't react nicely to people yelling death threats at her future husband. She tends to respond lethally."
Ryoga put his hand behind his head and scratched while laughing nervously, "I...um...sorry about that."
"I won't allow anyone to hurt Ranma," Kaname said fiercely. "I love him too much."
"And I love you too, Sweetie," Ranma said easily. Kaname smiled up and him, scrunching up her nose cutely. "By the way, Ryoga this is Kaname Chidori, my future wife. Kaname, this is my old friend Ryoga Hibiki."
"It's nice to meet you, Kaname," Ryoga said, still eyeing the girl nervously. "I guess someone finally managed to corral the wild horse." Kaname smirked and gave Ranma a squeeze.
"You could say that," she said enigmatically causing Ranma to blush.
"So how are things, Ryoga?" Ranma asked.
"Same as it ever was, Ranma," Ryoga sighed.
"That bad, huh?" Ranma asked sympathetically. "I thought things would get better for everyone after I left."
"So did I, Ranma, so did I," Ryoga said sadly. "But they got worse. Akane went into a deep depression after you left. It got to the point that she would hardly leave her room. She would just sit there and look out the window, as if waiting for you to come home. Eventually, I got her to go out with me a couple of times. Then I told her about my curse. I think it was then that she started to go off the deep end. She was furious and beat me bloody, which I deserved, but she would have probably killed me if her father and Kasumi hadn't pulled her off of me. Then I found out from Nabiki that her father did something really stupid. He agreed to an omai between her and Kuno." Ranma winced in revulsion. "Anyway, she beat her father severely enough to require a doctor's attention, and what she did to Kuno wasn't pretty. After beating him badly enough to put him in the hospital, she went and got a katana. Nabiki said she didn't want to think about what would have happened if she hadn't managed to knock Akane out with the stun gun she carries. I blamed you for a long time. I thought that if you had been there, none of that would have ever happened. But then Nabiki decked me and told me told me to pull my head out of my ass. She told me that if you hadn't left, it would have been you she came after with the katana, probably in a fit of jealous rage. That sort of woke me up, and I realized that Nabiki was right. Anyway, the Tendo's forced her to get help and she was diagnosed with bi-polar disorder. She's been in therapy for a while now. They have her on drugs that keep her mood swings at bay, but it's like the fire has gone out of her. The drugs suppress the passion that made her Akane." Ryoga stopped as he saw something he thought he would never see. Ranma had tears running down his face and he looked stricken. Kaname pulled him close and hugged him supportively.
"I'm sorry," Ranma said the hurt evident in his voice as he clung to Kaname. "I'm so very sorry."
"It wasn't your fault, Ranma," Ryoga shook his head. "It was only a matter of time before the bi-polar disorder got out of control. "Kasumi, Nabiki, and even I think you did the right thing. Of course, Mr. Tendo holds you responsible for not marrying her and joining the schools, and Kuno still rants about the honorless ronin that corrupted the fair Akane, but at least he's terrified of her now and avoids her like the plague."
"At least she's getting help now," Ranma sighed deeply. "What about the others?"
"The Saotomes left about a month after you did, once it was clear you weren't coming back," Ryoga said. "Your mo...Mrs. Saotome was going to make the panda commit seppuku to restore the mess he made of the family honor. I never heard what happened, but my guess is the coward disappeared before she could make him perform the ritual. The Amazons are still looking for you, at least Shampoo is. Cologne went back to the village. She told Shampoo that she wasn't allowed to return without you. Where the hell are we anyway?"
"Somewhere you really shouldn't be," Ranma said seriously enough to make Ryoga nervous, "so don't ask."
"Oh," the lost boy said. "Well, anyway, the Amazons said you got on a helicopter and they lost track of you. They couldn't find out where you went no matter what they tried. Shampoo left about six months after you did and as far as I know she's wandering the country looking for any clue to your whereabouts. Mousse, being Mousse, I imagine is still following her like a puppy dog. Ukyo was a bright spot in the whole mess. What you did, going ronin and all, allowed her to return to her family with her honor intact. She was sad that you didn't choose her, but the last time I saw her, she was handling it and moving on. In fact, I dated her a few times, and we'd like to do it again. The last time was a week ago. Unfortunately, with my sense of direction, it's hard."
"Well, good for you," Ranma said with a smile. "I always thought you two would make a good couple."
"What about you?" Ryoga asked. "What have you been up to besides collecting more fiancées?"
"Hey!" Ranma laughed. "She's the only one. I asked and she said yes, rather emphatically. You remember what I said I was going to do when I left?"
"You said something about joining some anti-terrorist organization, if I recall," Ryoga said.
"Yeah, I'm a lieutenant now as well as an Arm Slave pilot," Ranma grinned. "Kaname here is my partner."
"An Arm Slave pilot, wow," Ryoga said. "You any good?"
"Well, you know how I don't like to brag," Ranma grinned and Ryoga sweatdropped.
"That's okay, Love, I'll do it for you," Kaname laughed. "We haven't seen any actual combat yet. We've mostly been training for over a year now, but we did take on the best three AS pilots in the organization in a three on two mock battle and we handed them their butts. We're the best."
"Gah, Ranma, she's as bad as you," Ryoga laughed. "I guess you really are perfect for each other."
"Yup," Ranma mentioned. "Tell you what, Ryoga, we were about to have some lunch. Why don't you join us for a meal, and then, don't take this the wrong way, but you need to get lost. You'd be in deep trouble if you were caught here."
"Thanks, Ranma," Ryoga smiled. "I understand. But after we eat, we're going to have a little sparring match. You better not have been getting soft on me, running around in a glorified suit of armor letting machines do the work for you, instead of relying on good ol' martial arts."
"Well, just so you keep in mind, we just started a three day pass before we go on active combat duty," Kaname said, narrowing her eyes. "I will be very upset if you damage him. I had more interesting plans for the next couple of days than nursing his injuries."
"You're probably right though, Ryoga," Ranma commented. "I probably have lost some of my edge. I keep up my training, but there's really no one here I can spar with that's in our league. Kaname, you're in for a treat. You get to see what two high level martial artists can do."
"Don't worry, Miss Kaname," Ryoga grinned. "I won't hurt him too much, except maybe his pride."
OOOOOOO
Later, Kaname held the hand of a bruised but not broken Ranma as they waved to Ryoga as he disappeared into the trees.
"You're right. That was amazing, Ranma," Kaname said happily. "I knew you were good, but you two are incredible. I have to say you've raised the bar on what I would call skilled." Ranma chuckled.
"That?" Ranma asked. "That was nothing. We were both holding back a lot. We didn't even use any special techniques. Although, either I am getting soft or he got stronger, cause his punches seemed to hurt more that they used to." Ranma winced as he rubbed his ribs. "That guy is built like a tank. Hitting him is like hitting AS armor."
"I'm sure he's feeling it too, Love," Kaname giggled. "Didn't you notice how he was favoring his right side where you landed that kick? Besides, after seeing that, I wouldn't find it hard to believe that you could both take on a rK-92 without an AS and come out on top."
"He would have won, though, had it went on," Ranma observed. "He knows it too. That's why he offered a draw."
"Is that okay with you?" Kaname asked.
"It's funny," Ranma smiled, "before I left Nerima, I wouldn't have been able to accept that. Now, it really doesn't bother me."
"It's called maturity, Honey," Kaname hugged him.
"Well, that, and I know something he doesn't," Ranma smirked.
"And that is?" Kaname prompted.
"I may have lost some of my edge in a physical sense, but thanks to the Seraph program, my ki is a LOT more powerful," Ranma said. "Remember, I said it was like a muscle. It gets stronger when you use it. Which reminds me, I wanna start training you more seriously than those workouts we do. Also, I would like to see if we can develop your instinctual ki use into the ability to consciously manipulate it."
"Not this weekend, Love," Kaname said softly. "I have other training in mind for us."
"Yeah, I was planning on 'making it count' as many times as you were up for before we have to go back," Ranma chuckled. "I love you, Kaname Chidori."
"And I love you, my wonderful Ranma," she said kissing him deeply. "Now go get changed, and put on your new bathing suit. We're going swimming."
"Ma'am, yes, Ma'am," Ranma replied coming to attention.
Later that night after several more rounds of 'making it count', a humorous thought entered Kaname's head.
"Ranma, do you think Sousuke and Tessa have done it yet? Like maybe right here in this bed?" she asked grinning in amusement.
"I don't know, but I can just imagine how that must have went," Ranma laughed.
"Oh Susuke, you must make love to me, or...or...I will fall and hurt myself," Kaname said in an imitation of Tessa's voice.
"Roger, Miss Captain," Ranma said taking on Sousuke's analytical tone and cadence. "I am very well equipped for this assignment and I will do my best. I will penetrate the breech with my weapon at ready and charge up the pass as many times as it takes to secure the mission objective to the best of my unimaginative military precision."
"Oh Sousuke, you say the sweetest things," Kaname said in her 'Tessa' voice, before both of them started laughing so hard tears were pouring down their faces. "How do you figure she ever got through to him? He was always so clueless."
"Well, according to Melissa, she sat him down and gave him a mission briefing, complete with primary and secondary mission objectives, possible routes to the targets, a list of the best ways to strike them, rules of engagement and a summery of the significance, benefits, and desired outcome of the mission," Ranma explained.
"That figures," Kaname giggled. "I wish I could have seen that report. I bet it was a riot."
OOOOOOO
"Hello, Miss Kaname," Tessa said as Kaname entered the cabin. "Did you enjoy your leave?"
"Hey, Lieutenant," Melissa said waving her beer over the back of the couch from her prone position.
"Oh yeah, it was great," Kaname grinned. "Thanks so much for letting us use the cabin."
"You're welcome," Tessa said cheerfully. "There's something different about you. Did you change your hair?" Melissa sat up to see. As soon as she laid eyes on Kaname, she began to grin like the cat that ate the canary.
"Got laid, didn't you?" Melissa teased. "With that glow you have, you might as well have worn a sign saying 'I got laid'." This made Kaname blush and put her hands over her face. "Oh my GOD!" Melissa was over the back of the couch and had captured Kaname's hand looking at the ring on her finger. "Oh, girl, that's so beautiful!"
"What? What is it? Let me see?" Tessa said stepping up, not having seen what Melissa had from across the room. Melissa held Kaname's hand out toward Tessa displaying the ring. Tessa began hoping up and down, squealing with hands clasped in front of her chin. "Oh my god, oh my god, that's so cool!"
"Oh yes," Melissa said. "This calls for a celebration, handing Kaname a beer. Now come over here and sit. We want all the details! Then you can tell use if the wild horse lives up to his name!"
Kaname began to talk and the other two women listened with rapt attention occasionally giving words of congratulation and encouragement. By the time the story was done, Tessa had to ask.
"You at least washed the sheets, right?" That sent the three of them into a fit of laughter.
OOOOOOO
"So how are my babies?" Ranma asked as he walked along the mezzanine to where Kurz and Sousuke stood looking at the 'babies' in question.
"They have been competently serviced and are ready for action," Sousuke said crisply.
"Uh oh," Kurz said. "I know that type of cocky swagger. Used it enough myself. So has Lt Chidori 'been competently serviced and ready for more action'?" Ranma's smirk intensified a few notches.
"An honorable man doesn't give such details about his fiancée," Ranma said haughtily.
"Aw, come on, man," Kurz wheedled. "You gotta give us the...wait a minute, did you say 'fiancée'?"
"I'm proud to say that Kaname has done me the incredible honor of consenting to be my wife," Ranma said happily.
"Aw, man, some guys have all the luck," Kurz said glumly but brightened an instant later. "Congratulations, man." The blonde man pounded him on the back and pumped his hand.
"Yes, well done, Lieutenant," Sousuke added. "Allow me to commend you on securing your mission objective." Neither of the two Sergeants understood why the young officer was rolling on the ground laughing his guts up. Sousuke could have sworn he heard Ranma gasping something that sounded like 'many, many times'.
"Good afternoon, Gentlemen," a voice said.
"Atten-SHUN" Sousuke called out, snapping to and saluting. He was followed shortly there after by the other two who now identified their CO.
"As you were," Lt. Cmdr Kalinin said. "So, Lieutenant, can a assume from your high spirits that Lt. Chidori gave you the answer that you were hoping for?"
"Yes, Sir, most emphatically so, Sir," Ranma grinned.
"And did she like the ring?" the older man asked.
"Loved it, Sir," Ranma affirmed. "Thank you for your assistance in procuring it. That meant a lot to me."
"Well, we are all family here aboard the De Danaan," Kalinin said with something almost like a smile. "I was my pleasure. I'm also glad to see I wasn't premature in this." The Lt. Commander handed Ranma a slip of paper, which Ranma opened and read.
"What's this?" Ranma asked. "You inviting me to a party, Sir?" The older officer laughed.
"No, Lieutenant, those are your new quarters," Kalinin said.
"But, Sir, these are your quarters," Ranma said perplexed.
"Not anymore, Lieutenant," Kalinin disagreed. "They are yours and Lt. Chidori's now."
"But Sir, we don't have the rank to rate this," Ranma protested.
"Not to worry, son," Kalinin dismissed Ranma's objections. "Lt. Chidori has saved the lives of everyone on this boat. She has a great deal of respect and admiration and because she loves you, so do you. You may not have the rank, but the two of you are regarded highly enough that nobody will begrudge you accepting this, since I am doing it of my own free will. In the time you have together, you need to make it count as much as possible. In our like of work, everyone knows this."
It was quite perplexing to the three men why Ranma suddenly turned beat red and began stammering his thanks. This, however, didn't keep the men from dragging him out to celebrate. Nor did it keep Kurz from hatching a plan, surreptitiously calling a few colleagues, and implementing the plan.
OOOOOOO
Ranma and Kaname stood before the door to their new quarters and gawked. Someone had gone way over the top. Across the top of the door was written, in large gothic letters, the word 'Heaven'. Just below that in smaller letters, it read 'Home of the Angels'. This was followed by, apparently, their new unit insignia, a naked female form holding aloft a flaming sword long sword. Her feet were pointed down as if floating in the air, left knee slightly bent and left foot covering the right. Modesty was preserved by the angel's long flaming red hair which dropped down over her shoulders to cover her still evident breasts. Sprouting from behind her were six flaming red wings. The top two and largest were stretched up high to either side of the sword. The middle set were extended straight to the sides, while the lower pair wrapped around the angel's waist and crossed in front of her, thus preserving her lower modesty. Her face was slightly upturned and the expression on her face was serene and gave one a sense of peace. Whoever was responsible had a sense of humor too, since it looked more than a little like Ranma's female face but had Kaname's hair style. The artist was very talented.
"Beautiful," Kaname said in awe.
"Uh huh," Ranma agreed, but couldn't help but add, "a little pretentious, though, for a brand new untested unit, don't you think?"
"Oh, Ranma, I think it's very nice of the crew," Kaname chided. "They know we're a special elite unit, and they are giving us their vote of confidence. Can't you just accept it for the gesture of acceptance it is?"
"Sorry, Kaname," Ranma said. "I guess I just like to earn my respect and on this ship, I just kinda feel like I'm riding on your coattails."
"Well, look at it this way," Kaname suggested. "Now you have a good reason to go out and make sure you earn the respect of the crew."
"I guess your right, Kaname," Ranma sighed, then smiled. "I really do appreciate it. I guess I just don't feel like I've earned it yet."
Suddenly, Kaname spun him around and pinned him to the bulkhead. "Alright, where's my Ranma and what have you done with him?" she demanded forcefully.
"Kaname?" Ranma squeaked.
"My Ranma doesn't turn down a chance to have his ego stroked," Kaname said. "Therefore you can't be him." Ranma laughed nervously, scratching the base of his pigtail.
"I guess I grew up, Kaname," Ranma chuckled. "You're right though, we are the best. We'll just have to go out and prove it." Kaname smiled sweetly and released him.
"Now, shall we go make ourselves at home?" Kaname said, opening the door. "After we get settled in, maybe we can 'make it count' again." She gave him a smoldering smile.
"You're insatiable," Ranma laughed.
"Yeah, and?" Kaname asked as if you say 'what's your point'.
"And I love you for it, among the many other things," Ranma chuckled.
OOOOOOO
Omake!
Ranma and Kaname had set out to give their quarters a major cleaning. They had already completed the common room and had moved into the bedroom. Ranma was wiping down the walls while Kaname was cleaning the floor. Out of the corner of his eye he was watching her as she lifted the mattress so she could get the are under the bed. Suddenly she turned milk white and let out a shriek of the purest terror. She dropped the mattress and backed up against the wall, shaking. Ranma was instantly by her side asking what was wrong. She just stood the rubbing her shaking hands over her head mumbling "the Horror...the Horror" as eye eyes started off at some point about a thousand yards distant.
Ranma didn't know what could make his fiancée react like that but he was damn sure going to find out. Nervously he approached the bed. Reaching out with a cautious hand he lifted make the mattress...and shrieked like a terrified little girl. Soon he joined Kaname backed up against the wall, rubbing his head and he mumbled "the Horror...the Horror" in time with Kaname as they stared a that particular point some thousand yards distant.
Some moments later they looked at each other in wordless communication. In the blink of an eye they were both gone, leaving only a dust cloud. Before the dust had a chance to settle two figures reappeared shrouded in level 4 hazmat contamination suits and containment gear. A look at the face plates revealed Ranma and Kaname as they paused near the bed.
"Are you ready?" Kaname asked, her voice sounding muffled in her supplied air hood.
Ranma closed his eyes as if to gather his nerve and then nodded. Kaname pulled back the mattress and Ranma as quickly as possible gathered what was there into the containment vessel. The couple then moved quickly through the halls of the De Danan with Kaname in the lead to clear people out of the way. Soon the arrived at their destination, the torpedo room.
Kaname opened the torpedo tube and Ranma placed the containment vessel, a sealed plastic bag hanging at the end of a 10.3 foot pole, in the tube. Kaname slammed the hatch shut and Ranma urgently stabbed the launch button. There was a sound of air being expelled from inside the tube.
Outside the sub, a yellow bag with hazmat markings was ejected out a torpedo tube. Looking closer, the bag has come open and objects have drifted out into the surrounding water. The objects have writing on them and if one looks closely one can see they say things like 'Magical Girl Pretty Sammy' and 'Bishoujo Senshi Sailormoon' among others.
Back inside the sub, Ranma and Kaname have doffed the hoods of their hazmat suits and have breathed a sigh of relief.
"That was disturbing," Kaname shuddered.
"Yeah, no kidding," Ranma agreed. "Who knew Lt Commander Kalinin was into Shoujo manga."
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