Ryouga Yagami
Forget the One-Shot thing, make it a two chapter story, please.
And Rumiko Takahashi owns Ranma 1/2. I own some socks, but I'm not selling them.
When Ryoga looked at the bright sky that night, he noticed things he couldn't before because of his anger. The stars were the same, he was sure, but today they had a different light. He was close to keep his word, after less than a month. The Ucchan's okonomyiaki restaurant was in front of him.
Movement outside caught Ukyo's attention. Could it be a thief or just someone passing by? She turned the lights of the restaurant off, so the person could not see her. After some seconds, she recognized the person right in front of her restaurant. It was him. And a week before than he had promised.
Several questions popped in his mind. Why he was doing that? What would he say? Would she offer pork okonomiyaki to him?
He didn't move. He looked at the sky, he looked at the ground and at the restaurant. She couldn't see his face very well, and was glad that he could see her in the darkness of the restaurant. The only light on was of her bedroom, but she would not care to turn it off now.
It was a risk, but he was willing to take it. After all, he didn't have anything more to do right now. Two steps after he decided, he retreated. Ok, maybe she wouldn't even remember what happened before. Ok, what happened? He hugged her after being drunk, so what? Wouldn't be better if he ran away from there and pretend he never was this close to her again? And wouldn't she be happier without him around?
What was stopping him to come inside? To knock the door? To bring some happiness to her boring life. It wasn't like cooking okonomiyaki all day was this fun. It was hell sometimes, some customers were very hard to deal with. She was expecting him to come all these weeks, maybe because she needed someone to talk. Maybe because she couldn't stand Nerima anymore.
Lots of questions and answers were very unlikely to appear out of nowhere to him. Only if he goes inside and talk to her. Alright, so he was afraid of the darkness around him at that moment. He turned his back to the restaurant, ready to go. But something stopped him.
She thought of opening the door to get him. But maybe he wasn't what she needed. A lot of maybes were driving Ukyo crazy and staying there in the darkness wouldn't solve anything. But she couldn't force him, if he comes, be his will.
It was a promise, right?
Ryoga wasn't one to break promises. It was a promise right?
Right, it was. Or better, it is until he keeps his word. She didn't ask him to promise, he made it alone. He was not forced to it, she didn't attack him with her spatula. It was him that started the whole promise thing. And she was there, he could see the light of her room, probably, on. Like she promised.
From inside, she watched him clench his hand. Probably joining forces. She knew he was shy, maybe it was it that stopped him to come in the first place. Ukyo sighed as it was another maybe that wouldn't be clarified unless he came.
He turned to the restaurant again, "Here I go", he said to the empty street and walked to the front door, like the strong warrior he always were.
He was decided to come. He turned very fast and was almost running to the restaurant when he stopped again. Ukyo ran from the window to the door and opened it, before Ryoga could even think on knocking. She smiled, but her face was enigmatic due the darkness around her.
"I knew you would come", she finally said.
Then her smile was bright. "I... thought on waiting the sunrise to come. Did I get here too late?", he asked and lied.
Her smile was even brighter to him and he knew she didn't buy that. He couldn't explain why, but she knew. "Don't worry, you made it on time"
And when Ryoga passed the door, he couldn't help, but feel strange. For a single moment, anger and depression weren't there.