Dancing in the Dark
Shadow Knight
Chapter 8: Foxtrot
Disclaimer: Oh how I wish. . .
~
Ah. . . young love. . .
Or was it?
Many of the citizens of Nermia were baffled at the youths today. Wasn't love something to be honored and treasured? Or maybe there was something different about the younger generation these days. Whatever it was, many people couldn't figure it out.
One particular couple that drew most attention was the companionship between a long-haired Chinese Amazon and a Japanese girl with short cropped hair. It seemed normal as they entered the theater, giggling in the darkness and tumbling quickly to their seats. Yet, as soon as the two had sat down, another pair burst onto the scene. Another Japanese and Chinese Amazon duo, but different sexes. And quite different from the giggling of the young lovers before.
An angry frown splashed across their faces as the screen flickered light about. Passing quickly through the aisles, they grunted and shoved their way to the seats behind the prior couple.
After a series of hugging, kissing, and snuggling between the lovely pair in the front, (but the dark can play tricks on you can't it?), the two behind them began to curse and throw trash at them. Forced to leave, the Chinese boy quickly ran with his date out the door, hotly pursued by the angry viewers. . . .
Yes, many did think there was something wrong with the teenagers these days. . .
~
"Uh-oh."
Checking his watch with a slight frown, the Amazon pulled back his hair with a tie. He quickly glanced across the table he was wiping down and smiled. There, darting with the breathless grace and agility of a ballerina was his love. Her emerald locks whipping around her pleasant face brought a silly grin upon his lips. "Shampoo. . ," he began to murmur.
Yet, with a jerk, Mousse brought himself back to reality and looked down at the dishes in his hands. With a sigh, he trotted off back to the kitchen.
Akane should be calling any minute, he thought to himself. .
RING~!
Sliding his slender fingers around the handle of the phone, he quickly snatched it up before Cologne's could.
"Neko Haten, home of the native Chinese gourmet, how can I help you?"
12:21. . . right on time. .
A soft voice whispered back. "Hey Mousse. This is Akane. Are you ready yet? Ranma should be done battling with Ryo-. . . uh. . never mind. I think he got lost. Anyways, everyone will be eating soon. I told them I ordered food. So hurry up over okay?"
"Yes, miss, I have your order and it will be delivered promptly."
As he slid the piece back into place, Mousse couldn't ignore the burning glance at the back of his head. Turning, he started, "Elder Cologne, that was an order-"
"I know that, stupid boy," she snapped, "Get the order ready and be back in 20 minutes. No more and no less. Can't stand the sight of you, but we need the extra help."
Mousse gulped behind his obsequious disposition. "Yes, ma'am."
~
KNOCK KNOCK
"Ranma? Could you answer that?"
Shuffling from his position on the floor, Ranma rambled over to the door.
"Hello, may I help y- WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE DUCK BOY?!"
The Amazon sighed, "Food. Remember? We have a restaurant."
Miffed at his reproach, Ranma reached out quickly and grabbed the bags from Mousse's hands. With a victorious sneer, Ranma glared at the Amazon. "Thanks, now bye."
With his foot he caught the door and slammed it shut. A mad chuckle rising in his chest at the simple but wonderful victory, Ranma turned around to bring the food to the kitchen. Unfortunately he wasn't about to get away with his little triumph against the duck boy when he suddenly ran into an angry Akane.
"Eh. . . What'd I do, you tomboy?" He asked, trying to cover up the lie with feigned innocence.
"Ranma. Open the door and let Mousse in. We still have to pay him, baka."
Staring at her dumbly for a minute, Ranma frowned, set the food on the ground and started for the kitchen. "Why don't you open the door for you little 'boyfriend' yourself? Nee-yah."
"Ugh! Fine then. Can't ask a jerk like you to do a simple task, can I? Geeze."
Opening the door, she let him in and smiled. "The money's in the kitchen, Mousse. Won't you come in for a moment?"
"Of course."
Ranma could only gape as he watched Akane take Mousse's hand (grabbing the food) and lead him to the kitchen. As he stood staring at their backs he noticed a peculiar box with some characters scrawled on the glossy cover.
"A. . Akane?"
When his eyes slipped to the left of the name, he began to see red.
A bunch of hearts next to her name was not a good sign.
~
"Mousse. . how long do you have until you have to get back to work?" Akane asked as she led the Amazon boy down the hall.
"20 minutes. We have to make this fast or Cologne will kill me."
Akane bit her lip in concentration. "All right, I'll tell Kasumi the foods here. Follow me to the roof."
Entering the kitchen Akane smiled as she deposited the bag of food. "Kasumi? Here's the food. I'm going to go eat mine outside, alright?"
"Okay, Akane," was the smiling reply.
Akane slipped out the box with her name and grabbed Mousse's hand, directing him outside.
~
"Hey. . . .Kasumi?"
"Yes, Ranma,"
"Why's it so quiet?"
Kasumi stopped scooping up her noodles for a moment and looked around. "Well, I suppose that's because you and Akane aren't fighting at the moment."
"Oh. . oh yea- Wait a sec! Where is that tomboy?"
"Oh, she and Mousse are eating on the roof together," Nabiki answered casually, flicking bits of her noodles aside in her bowl of ramen.
"wHaT?!"
Ranma leaped from the table and ran outside, slamming the door behind him.
"And he says he doesn't care about her. . feh," Nabiki whispered to Kasumi with a knowing glance.
"I must say, this is getting interesting," Kasumi smiled as she glanced at the door.
~
Meanwhile, up on the roof, Akane and Mousse were eating from their individual bowls
"I think he just ran out."
"Yea. . .I think that was the door slamming."
Both turned to one another with a grin.
"Mission, feed-and-tease-with-cuteness-until-your-sick, activated."
~
"Darn that stupid tomboy. Why am I running out here anyways? Who do I care if the tomboy wants to date someone else?! But. . ."
A flash of sadness went across his face. With a sudden frown, he punched at his head angrily.
"If I don't than her father will kill me. That's the ONLY reason. . .right."
Jumping up onto the roof, he heard giggling from the other side. Not wanting to get immediately malleted five miles away from town, Ranma decided to play it safe and spy on them, rather than just jump out.
Carefully, he flipped his laying body 270 degrees off the roof so that his fingers were clutching the edge, his feet clutching for footholds along the wall of the house. Like a scuttling crab, he made a mad dash to the end of the roof where the voices were coming from.
"Why that annoying little. . ."
There were Akane and Mousse, facing each other with blissful expressions on their faces. Mousse's chopstick gathered up another string of noodles from her bowl.
"My love, would you like some more?"
"Yes, please Mousse."
Parting her lips with a smile, she took the offered food from Mousse.
"Thank you darling," she said with a grin.
"Anything for my Aka-chan."
Ranma's ear went ears turned a bright red at the name. Oh no he didn't. . . "Duck boy's gonna eat those chopsticks if he doesn't shut up. Then I'll shove a pair up his a-"
"Akane. . . .," the aforementioned boy spoke softly, "your name brings light to my eyes, and erases all my sorrow. Leaving you makes me suffer, until I get to see the next 'morrow. Your beauty is only surpassed by your personality, with your kindness and caring, there is nothing I would not do for you, and never would I be forbearing. I love your smile, and I love your laugh. For everything about you, makes me go daft. . . with love."
"Oh. . . Oh Mousse. . . that. . . that was beautiful." Akane sighed and a heavy blush came to her cheeks.
A dark blush stained his cheeks as well. He gulped and smiled. "Your welcome, my dear."
Ranma felt like he was about to throw up.
"If this mushy gooshey crap doesn't end soon, I don't know how long I'll last."
He was stopped in his thoughts as he saw Akane reach over to Mousse.
~
"I'm glad that's over," Mousse whispered when Akane wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Yea, I know what you mean."
Both were still blushing lightly. Akane stared at Mousse's white clothed shoulder. "Mousse?"
"Hmm?" he asked from his face in her hair.
"That was nice. . . Did you write that by yourself?"
"Eh. . . yeah."
She looked up at him and smiled. "Even though it wasn't really for me, thanks."
Mousse genuinely blushed at the full force of her smile. "Uh. . .for what?"
She laughed lightly, "It made me feel like I was on top of the world."
He grinned and hugged her lightly, "That's cause your one of the coolest and nicest people I know."
"Thanks," was the muffled reply.
"Uh oh. . .I can feel Ranma blistering over there on the edge of the roof. We'd better stop our 'oh so passionate embrace.'"
Akane barely controlled a fit of giggles. "I wonder if this is the kind of world that Kuno must live in. Except. . I think his is a little warped."
"I think your right. . ," Mousse shuddered.
Akane smiled. . . and then suddenly blanched.
"Hey M. . Mousse?"
"Yes?"
"Wh. . . What. . .What was in that r. . . ramen?"
Mousse looked down at her with concern for a moment. "Just the normal things, a few spices, noodles, egg, and-oh no. . . ."
Akane stared at him sternly. "Wh. . What do. . y. . you mean. . .Oh. .oh- no?"
"I think I may have gotten some orders mixed up. You see. . .," he replied with a growing frown, "Shampoo was planning on delivering some food to Ranma today."
"A. . And?"
"I think you just ate it."
"Oh c. . crap."
"Yes. . I by the way your stuttering and lacking strength," he stated as he pulled her up into his arms in a hopefully convincing hug, "Shampoo must have put in a paralyzing component or something of the sort. Or maybe something else. . ."
"M. . . mousse. ."
"She's getting away from the normal drugs," Mousse said out loud.
"M. . Mousse. ."
He scrunched his forehead in thought. "At least she's getting away from the passion spices. ."
"Mousse!" Akane hissed.
"Eh? Oh, sorry about that Akane. I-Oh my. . I see. Your starting to drift into sleep, aren't you. Oh dear."
Akane struggled around the haziness in her mind, "M. . Mousse. . J. .ju. . just get me to . . my . . .room."
With that, she promptly fainted, slumping against his chest.
"Uh-oh. . ., the only problem is. . I don't know which one is your room. . ."
~
Something was definitely fishy about how Akane suddenly slumped against him. That was about the only thing that had suddenly cooled his furious aura.
"Now what is that idiot doing?"
He watched with more curiosity than anger as the Amazon lifted Akane in his arms, her face turned toward his chest.
"Okay. . ."
Ranma's eyes widened as Mousse slowly made his way toward the edge of the roof. "Oh sh-"
He would have finished his curse if his footing hadn't slipped, letting him fall to the ground. With a wild yell he flailed his arms until he flipped himself over onto his anterior side. . . only to land in the small koi pond.
A few bubbles and thrashing of confused fish later, Ranma popped out of the water and shook his now crimson mane of hair. Squeezing handfuls of water out of his clothes, he suddenly stopped and looked up.
"Dang it! Where'd they go?!"
~
After playing a quick game of enie-mine-mo, Mousse opened one of the windows to the rooms and was relieved to find it to be Akane's.
"Well, Akane," he whispered to her as he laid her body on her bed, "Sorry, about the food. I'll call you later when you wake up."
Pulling the covers up onto her unconscious form, he smiled at her for a moment and hopped out the window.
~
"Damn, damn, damn." Ranma muttered, rushing up the stairs, small pools left behind him with every step.
Reaching Akane's door, Ranma took a deep breath and threw open the door.
"Akane! I don't care if-. . . oh. . oops."
Ranma felt a slight blush cross his cheeks as he saw Akane's sleeping form, wrapped under the covers. A small smile crossed his lips. Walking across the room with his wet feet, he reached out a hesitant hand toward her shoulder.
"Sleep well, Akane."
After he left, Akane turned with a smile in her sleep. "Thanks. . . Ranma."
~
OKAY! That's the end of this chapter. PHEW! That took me forever. I'm sorry. My computer was broken for a while and now I'm back on track! So. . I'll HOPEFULLY get more chapters out soon. Sorry again.
AND THANK YOU for all you guys reviewing. I appreciate a bunch.
Anywho, I know the context of the chapter wasn't truly that long, but I hope you guys liked it.
_Bryakko_: Your welcome.
_akane_: No, I didn't know that. I just thought there was a huge fight at the end of the manga series. I'm not too sure about the anime. Thanks for the info!
_Blue Sonnet_: Thanks for the info. I hope this chapter was better.
_Minako-chan 4 and encarna_: Yes, I did your ideas somewhat. :P Thanks for them!
_Sorry, I couldn't find the name_ For the matter of making a summarizing what happened in between scenes, some I can't really do, but I hope this time it was adequate enough. Sorry.
Oh! As for ideas, I used some in here. I hope you guys continue to contribute more. The more the merrier. :P
Alright. I think that's about good. If there's anything I missed I'm sorry. But I've gotta get to bed.
Until the next chap,
Ciao.
P.S. Next chapter will contain more Shampoo/Mousse interactions. Oh also! The whole thing with the poem and them blushing. It wasn't a Mousse/Akane relationship thing, it was more just like a friendship blurb. But then, who wouldn't blush if you just had a love poem read to you, acting or not?
P.P.S. The whole dancing lessons will be coming in next chapter. So don't think I'm getting off track or anything. ^_^
Shadow Knight
Chapter 8: Foxtrot
Disclaimer: Oh how I wish. . .
~
Ah. . . young love. . .
Or was it?
Many of the citizens of Nermia were baffled at the youths today. Wasn't love something to be honored and treasured? Or maybe there was something different about the younger generation these days. Whatever it was, many people couldn't figure it out.
One particular couple that drew most attention was the companionship between a long-haired Chinese Amazon and a Japanese girl with short cropped hair. It seemed normal as they entered the theater, giggling in the darkness and tumbling quickly to their seats. Yet, as soon as the two had sat down, another pair burst onto the scene. Another Japanese and Chinese Amazon duo, but different sexes. And quite different from the giggling of the young lovers before.
An angry frown splashed across their faces as the screen flickered light about. Passing quickly through the aisles, they grunted and shoved their way to the seats behind the prior couple.
After a series of hugging, kissing, and snuggling between the lovely pair in the front, (but the dark can play tricks on you can't it?), the two behind them began to curse and throw trash at them. Forced to leave, the Chinese boy quickly ran with his date out the door, hotly pursued by the angry viewers. . . .
Yes, many did think there was something wrong with the teenagers these days. . .
~
"Uh-oh."
Checking his watch with a slight frown, the Amazon pulled back his hair with a tie. He quickly glanced across the table he was wiping down and smiled. There, darting with the breathless grace and agility of a ballerina was his love. Her emerald locks whipping around her pleasant face brought a silly grin upon his lips. "Shampoo. . ," he began to murmur.
Yet, with a jerk, Mousse brought himself back to reality and looked down at the dishes in his hands. With a sigh, he trotted off back to the kitchen.
Akane should be calling any minute, he thought to himself. .
RING~!
Sliding his slender fingers around the handle of the phone, he quickly snatched it up before Cologne's could.
"Neko Haten, home of the native Chinese gourmet, how can I help you?"
12:21. . . right on time. .
A soft voice whispered back. "Hey Mousse. This is Akane. Are you ready yet? Ranma should be done battling with Ryo-. . . uh. . never mind. I think he got lost. Anyways, everyone will be eating soon. I told them I ordered food. So hurry up over okay?"
"Yes, miss, I have your order and it will be delivered promptly."
As he slid the piece back into place, Mousse couldn't ignore the burning glance at the back of his head. Turning, he started, "Elder Cologne, that was an order-"
"I know that, stupid boy," she snapped, "Get the order ready and be back in 20 minutes. No more and no less. Can't stand the sight of you, but we need the extra help."
Mousse gulped behind his obsequious disposition. "Yes, ma'am."
~
KNOCK KNOCK
"Ranma? Could you answer that?"
Shuffling from his position on the floor, Ranma rambled over to the door.
"Hello, may I help y- WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING HERE DUCK BOY?!"
The Amazon sighed, "Food. Remember? We have a restaurant."
Miffed at his reproach, Ranma reached out quickly and grabbed the bags from Mousse's hands. With a victorious sneer, Ranma glared at the Amazon. "Thanks, now bye."
With his foot he caught the door and slammed it shut. A mad chuckle rising in his chest at the simple but wonderful victory, Ranma turned around to bring the food to the kitchen. Unfortunately he wasn't about to get away with his little triumph against the duck boy when he suddenly ran into an angry Akane.
"Eh. . . What'd I do, you tomboy?" He asked, trying to cover up the lie with feigned innocence.
"Ranma. Open the door and let Mousse in. We still have to pay him, baka."
Staring at her dumbly for a minute, Ranma frowned, set the food on the ground and started for the kitchen. "Why don't you open the door for you little 'boyfriend' yourself? Nee-yah."
"Ugh! Fine then. Can't ask a jerk like you to do a simple task, can I? Geeze."
Opening the door, she let him in and smiled. "The money's in the kitchen, Mousse. Won't you come in for a moment?"
"Of course."
Ranma could only gape as he watched Akane take Mousse's hand (grabbing the food) and lead him to the kitchen. As he stood staring at their backs he noticed a peculiar box with some characters scrawled on the glossy cover.
"A. . Akane?"
When his eyes slipped to the left of the name, he began to see red.
A bunch of hearts next to her name was not a good sign.
~
"Mousse. . how long do you have until you have to get back to work?" Akane asked as she led the Amazon boy down the hall.
"20 minutes. We have to make this fast or Cologne will kill me."
Akane bit her lip in concentration. "All right, I'll tell Kasumi the foods here. Follow me to the roof."
Entering the kitchen Akane smiled as she deposited the bag of food. "Kasumi? Here's the food. I'm going to go eat mine outside, alright?"
"Okay, Akane," was the smiling reply.
Akane slipped out the box with her name and grabbed Mousse's hand, directing him outside.
~
"Hey. . . .Kasumi?"
"Yes, Ranma,"
"Why's it so quiet?"
Kasumi stopped scooping up her noodles for a moment and looked around. "Well, I suppose that's because you and Akane aren't fighting at the moment."
"Oh. . oh yea- Wait a sec! Where is that tomboy?"
"Oh, she and Mousse are eating on the roof together," Nabiki answered casually, flicking bits of her noodles aside in her bowl of ramen.
"wHaT?!"
Ranma leaped from the table and ran outside, slamming the door behind him.
"And he says he doesn't care about her. . feh," Nabiki whispered to Kasumi with a knowing glance.
"I must say, this is getting interesting," Kasumi smiled as she glanced at the door.
~
Meanwhile, up on the roof, Akane and Mousse were eating from their individual bowls
"I think he just ran out."
"Yea. . .I think that was the door slamming."
Both turned to one another with a grin.
"Mission, feed-and-tease-with-cuteness-until-your-sick, activated."
~
"Darn that stupid tomboy. Why am I running out here anyways? Who do I care if the tomboy wants to date someone else?! But. . ."
A flash of sadness went across his face. With a sudden frown, he punched at his head angrily.
"If I don't than her father will kill me. That's the ONLY reason. . .right."
Jumping up onto the roof, he heard giggling from the other side. Not wanting to get immediately malleted five miles away from town, Ranma decided to play it safe and spy on them, rather than just jump out.
Carefully, he flipped his laying body 270 degrees off the roof so that his fingers were clutching the edge, his feet clutching for footholds along the wall of the house. Like a scuttling crab, he made a mad dash to the end of the roof where the voices were coming from.
"Why that annoying little. . ."
There were Akane and Mousse, facing each other with blissful expressions on their faces. Mousse's chopstick gathered up another string of noodles from her bowl.
"My love, would you like some more?"
"Yes, please Mousse."
Parting her lips with a smile, she took the offered food from Mousse.
"Thank you darling," she said with a grin.
"Anything for my Aka-chan."
Ranma's ear went ears turned a bright red at the name. Oh no he didn't. . . "Duck boy's gonna eat those chopsticks if he doesn't shut up. Then I'll shove a pair up his a-"
"Akane. . . .," the aforementioned boy spoke softly, "your name brings light to my eyes, and erases all my sorrow. Leaving you makes me suffer, until I get to see the next 'morrow. Your beauty is only surpassed by your personality, with your kindness and caring, there is nothing I would not do for you, and never would I be forbearing. I love your smile, and I love your laugh. For everything about you, makes me go daft. . . with love."
"Oh. . . Oh Mousse. . . that. . . that was beautiful." Akane sighed and a heavy blush came to her cheeks.
A dark blush stained his cheeks as well. He gulped and smiled. "Your welcome, my dear."
Ranma felt like he was about to throw up.
"If this mushy gooshey crap doesn't end soon, I don't know how long I'll last."
He was stopped in his thoughts as he saw Akane reach over to Mousse.
~
"I'm glad that's over," Mousse whispered when Akane wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Yea, I know what you mean."
Both were still blushing lightly. Akane stared at Mousse's white clothed shoulder. "Mousse?"
"Hmm?" he asked from his face in her hair.
"That was nice. . . Did you write that by yourself?"
"Eh. . . yeah."
She looked up at him and smiled. "Even though it wasn't really for me, thanks."
Mousse genuinely blushed at the full force of her smile. "Uh. . .for what?"
She laughed lightly, "It made me feel like I was on top of the world."
He grinned and hugged her lightly, "That's cause your one of the coolest and nicest people I know."
"Thanks," was the muffled reply.
"Uh oh. . .I can feel Ranma blistering over there on the edge of the roof. We'd better stop our 'oh so passionate embrace.'"
Akane barely controlled a fit of giggles. "I wonder if this is the kind of world that Kuno must live in. Except. . I think his is a little warped."
"I think your right. . ," Mousse shuddered.
Akane smiled. . . and then suddenly blanched.
"Hey M. . Mousse?"
"Yes?"
"Wh. . . What. . .What was in that r. . . ramen?"
Mousse looked down at her with concern for a moment. "Just the normal things, a few spices, noodles, egg, and-oh no. . . ."
Akane stared at him sternly. "Wh. . What do. . y. . you mean. . .Oh. .oh- no?"
"I think I may have gotten some orders mixed up. You see. . .," he replied with a growing frown, "Shampoo was planning on delivering some food to Ranma today."
"A. . And?"
"I think you just ate it."
"Oh c. . crap."
"Yes. . I by the way your stuttering and lacking strength," he stated as he pulled her up into his arms in a hopefully convincing hug, "Shampoo must have put in a paralyzing component or something of the sort. Or maybe something else. . ."
"M. . . mousse. ."
"She's getting away from the normal drugs," Mousse said out loud.
"M. . Mousse. ."
He scrunched his forehead in thought. "At least she's getting away from the passion spices. ."
"Mousse!" Akane hissed.
"Eh? Oh, sorry about that Akane. I-Oh my. . I see. Your starting to drift into sleep, aren't you. Oh dear."
Akane struggled around the haziness in her mind, "M. . Mousse. . J. .ju. . just get me to . . my . . .room."
With that, she promptly fainted, slumping against his chest.
"Uh-oh. . ., the only problem is. . I don't know which one is your room. . ."
~
Something was definitely fishy about how Akane suddenly slumped against him. That was about the only thing that had suddenly cooled his furious aura.
"Now what is that idiot doing?"
He watched with more curiosity than anger as the Amazon lifted Akane in his arms, her face turned toward his chest.
"Okay. . ."
Ranma's eyes widened as Mousse slowly made his way toward the edge of the roof. "Oh sh-"
He would have finished his curse if his footing hadn't slipped, letting him fall to the ground. With a wild yell he flailed his arms until he flipped himself over onto his anterior side. . . only to land in the small koi pond.
A few bubbles and thrashing of confused fish later, Ranma popped out of the water and shook his now crimson mane of hair. Squeezing handfuls of water out of his clothes, he suddenly stopped and looked up.
"Dang it! Where'd they go?!"
~
After playing a quick game of enie-mine-mo, Mousse opened one of the windows to the rooms and was relieved to find it to be Akane's.
"Well, Akane," he whispered to her as he laid her body on her bed, "Sorry, about the food. I'll call you later when you wake up."
Pulling the covers up onto her unconscious form, he smiled at her for a moment and hopped out the window.
~
"Damn, damn, damn." Ranma muttered, rushing up the stairs, small pools left behind him with every step.
Reaching Akane's door, Ranma took a deep breath and threw open the door.
"Akane! I don't care if-. . . oh. . oops."
Ranma felt a slight blush cross his cheeks as he saw Akane's sleeping form, wrapped under the covers. A small smile crossed his lips. Walking across the room with his wet feet, he reached out a hesitant hand toward her shoulder.
"Sleep well, Akane."
After he left, Akane turned with a smile in her sleep. "Thanks. . . Ranma."
~
OKAY! That's the end of this chapter. PHEW! That took me forever. I'm sorry. My computer was broken for a while and now I'm back on track! So. . I'll HOPEFULLY get more chapters out soon. Sorry again.
AND THANK YOU for all you guys reviewing. I appreciate a bunch.
Anywho, I know the context of the chapter wasn't truly that long, but I hope you guys liked it.
_Bryakko_: Your welcome.
_akane_: No, I didn't know that. I just thought there was a huge fight at the end of the manga series. I'm not too sure about the anime. Thanks for the info!
_Blue Sonnet_: Thanks for the info. I hope this chapter was better.
_Minako-chan 4 and encarna_: Yes, I did your ideas somewhat. :P Thanks for them!
_Sorry, I couldn't find the name_ For the matter of making a summarizing what happened in between scenes, some I can't really do, but I hope this time it was adequate enough. Sorry.
Oh! As for ideas, I used some in here. I hope you guys continue to contribute more. The more the merrier. :P
Alright. I think that's about good. If there's anything I missed I'm sorry. But I've gotta get to bed.
Until the next chap,
Ciao.
P.S. Next chapter will contain more Shampoo/Mousse interactions. Oh also! The whole thing with the poem and them blushing. It wasn't a Mousse/Akane relationship thing, it was more just like a friendship blurb. But then, who wouldn't blush if you just had a love poem read to you, acting or not?
P.P.S. The whole dancing lessons will be coming in next chapter. So don't think I'm getting off track or anything. ^_^