A/N: So, the new one is out. Hope ya like this one.And thank you to all readers and reviewers! I love you all! (teary eyes) Oh, by the way, does someone here voluntere to be my prereader(I think that is what it's called) You know, someone who will correct my stupid mistakes and grammars and other such options. Pleaseeeeeeeeee? (puppy eyes) Contact me! I'm really hoping.

Chapter 22: Wedding? Again! (part 2)

'Mmm, Resha?' Kurama stirred and slide his hand to his side, feeling… nothing. He snapped his eyes open. No, Resha was gone already. He sighed. Why is it that she could wake up without him sensing her? He smelt her in the kitchen then, making breakfast. He sighed again and walked off into the kitchen.

'Good morning sleepyhead.' Resha smirked.

Well, at least their fight was over. A good sign.

'Morning sweetheart.' He answered back without thinking. He then stopped in his track and looked at her, who was staring at him as if he was the strangest thing alive.

'Huh?' she asked.

'Err, sorry. I wasn't even thinking.' He replied back, slapping himself mentally.

Resha shrugged and continued to cook. Kurama quickly ran upstairs to have a cold bath and cleared his mind. Damn.


'Resha, you do know you're not behaving much of a girl. It's very worrying. We're going to go shopping for Shiori's wedding gown, and find you some more female garments.' Nodoka explained as they ate breakfast. Ranma had gone to Yuusuke's house a few minutes before, leaving them four.

'Sh…shop…pings…?' Resha stuttered, her eyes twitching. 'But mom,'

'No buts, Resha. And you are to wear a dress on weekends and practice some stuff girls your age normally do, like Akane.' Nodoka said sternly.

Resha grunted. 'What can she do? She cannot cook unless she wanna kill somebody, and I can make the best food around town. She sews like an orangutan, if orangutan can sew that is; and I've learnt that when training with Pops. My handwriting is better than hers, my lessons are far excellent than hers, and you want me to be like her? No way!'

'The thing is, your attitude is obnoxious.' Nodoka uttered frowning, not liking the way she talked about Akane.

'And she pummels Ranma for ever and a day without reasons is not obnoxious?' she interrupted.

'Resha!' aunt Shiori frowned sternly. Resha grew quiet. Kurama didn't say a word.

'Fine, then. I wouldn't compare you with her. But you are still to wear a dress every weekend whether you like it or not!' Nodoka finished.

'Let's go then.' Shiori smiled and got up.

Nodoka followed suit, half-dragging Resha. Resha grabbed Kurama's arm.

'You are coming with us!' she hissed, pulling him along with her.

Kurama didn't even have the time to protest.


'What about this one dear?' Nodoka smiled, showing Resha a pink dress.

'It's pink.' She stated disgust.

'But we've been buying all blue!' Shiori exclaimed.

'I love blue.' She insisted offended.

After a few hours, they went to the wedding attire.

'Let's find you a dress.' Nodoka smiled to her cousin. Shiori blushed and nodded.

'I can't believe I bought all these things. This has to be a nightmare.' Resha muttered with anime waterfall-tears streaming down her cheeks. Kurama only managed a sigh.


'We need to find a model, right now!' monsieur Daniel shouted in rage into the telephone. 'I don't care how, just find…' he stopped in mid-sentence when he saw a stunning red-head entering his boutique.

"Perfect!" he thought. He went back to the phone. 'No. Don't call anyone. I already found the right one.' He put down the phone without hearing a reply and went out to greet his new customers.

'May I help you ladies?' he murmured politely.

'Uh, he's a guy.' Resha stated, indicating Kurama.

'Oh, sorry.' He apologized, surprised at the red-head's rudeness, and her dazzling sexy voice!

'Resha. How rude, you could have said it more politely.' Nodoka uttered, disapproved.

'Well, if Shuichi here would cut his hair short, then he wouldn't be mistaken as a girl. It always wonder me, how girls all over town are so crazy about him. He's like a girl.' Resha expressed artlessly.

Kurama pulled her cheeks apart. 'Say that again?' a vein popped at the back of his head.

'Ittai!' Resha cried in pain.

"Childish, witty, and an astonishing attitude." Monsieur Daniel thought.

'Well, we came to pick a wedding dress for her.' Nodoka indicated Shiori.

'Yes, let me show you a few examples.'


After a couple of hours

'This is boring.' Resha muttered. Kurama nodded with a sigh.

Suddenly, their mothers came with Monsieur Daniel.

'Resha, Mr. Daniel here said he needs a model for his newly designed wedding dress. His model is sick today, so he asked if you would help him.' Shiori smiled.

Resha fell down the bench she was sitting on.

'What? Wearing a fucking wedding dress? Nu-uh! Not in a million years!' she exclaimed.

'Resha!' Nodoka cried.

Resha hid behind Kurama. 'But mom, I don't wanna wear a wedding dress.' She protested.

Nodoka sighed and dragged her away from Kurama into the dressing room.

'Noooo………!' Resha cried, tears streaming down like waterfalls again.

Kurama sweatdropped.


'Oh! My goodness! Resha, you look absolutely stunning. Oh my, how beautiful!' Shiori exclaimed.

Kurama turned around and his heart missed a beat. His jaw dropped.

"I can…not believe…" he thought as his eyes traveled up and down her body. She looked magnificent, stunning in a sexily-cut white gown, her hair tied high above her head, a few hair dangling down her shoulders, under a veil.

'Can we get this over with!' Resha hissed, snapping Kurama out of his daze.

'Yes, of course.' Monsieur Daniel uttered.

"Magnificent!" he thought.

After a few shots, Shiori uttered. 'Why don't you join her Shuichi? I'm sure they could lend you a suit.' She smiled at Monsieur Daniel who nodded in agreement.

'I agree. Here, take this. It should fit you.' He indicated. Kurama tried to protest but was pushed away hastily.

"Great! Just what I needed." Resha thought sarcastically.

'Smile, mademoiselle Resha.' Monsieur Daniel urged. Resha sighed mentally and mustered her greatest smile.

Kurama came out a few minutes later, and Resha almost fell when she saw his hair became short. Then she realized he tied it.

"Lovely, I guess." She thought but quickly shrugged it off. What the hell was she thinking!

The shots continued for some more until Resha finally threw a tantrum for not letting her stop.

'I'm tired, okay! I'm human, for goodness sake! Not a doll! Make me stop or I'll tear this dress to pieces!'

They tried to calm her down but she had had enough. In the end, they called it a day.

Resha changed into one of her new dress and turned herself chibi. It felt like a long time since she was in that form. She then went into her mother's arm and fell asleep almost instantly. They went back by taxi.

'I'll take her to her room, aunty.' Kurama murmured when they arrived. It was night by now.

'Thank you Shuichi dear' Nodoka sighed contented and gave the sleeping child to him. He took her upstairs and laid her on her bed.

Resha-chan stirred a little before falling back into slumber. She seemed very exhausted. Kurama smiled and yawned jadedly.

'Good night, Rara.' He smiled and kissed her forehead.

What a day!