Ranma 1/2: The Magical Mystery Hibiki Tour

by Jaelle and Orla

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The characters in this story are the property of Rumiko
Takahashi-sama. We prostrate ourselves at her feet and beg her
forgiveness for our temerity in using these characters. We're
not worthy! We're not worthy!

The other characters are copyright to Yukie Nasu and Pioneer
LDC.

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This story occurs four years after Ranma 1/2 volume 38.

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Part 17

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The Morning After:

Ukyou blinked and slowly opened her eyes. Sunlight was
filtering through the curtains, some of it reaching to
touch Ukyou's face. Yawning, she peered at the bedside
clock.

"Hmmm... only 8am, but still, time to rise!" She stretched
and her hand hit a shoulder that was not hers. "Wha... ?"
For a moment Ukyou's sleep-fogged mind was confused, then
a smile spread over her face as she remembered.

"Ryoga-chan!" she laughed and rolled over to face him.

He was asleep, breathing softly and deeply. She smiled
sweetly and brushed a lock of hair out of his eyes.
"Ryoga-chan, it's morning, wake up."

He continued to sleep.

Ukyou stroked his cheek. "A heavy sleeper, ne?" She teased
and kissed his forehead.

No response.

She kissed his nose.

Still no response.

She kissed his lips.

He remained comatose.

Ukyou sat up, a slight frown on her face. "Oh come on! Wake
up!"

She shook him, poked him and eventually whacked him on
the head with a pillow. Ryoga continued to sleep soundly.
Ukyou was feeling aggrieved.

"Ryoga-kun!" she yelled in his ear. He rolled away from her
and continued to sleep.

Ukyou fumed, she grabbed the nearest heavy object avaliable
to her - the alarm clock.

CRASH!

The alarm clock smashed into bits around Ryoga's head
without disturbing him in the slightest.

"BAKA!!" yelled Ukyou, she booted him out of the bed. Ryoga
landed on the sheepskin rug with a thump and a slight mutter,
but didn't wake. Growling, Ukyou scrambled out of bed, pulled
on her yukata, grabbed her spatula and nudged him with the
edge. "If you don't wake up I'm going to hit you awake with
this!" she threatened.

Ryoga slept on.

Ukyou brought her spatula down on his head. "Get UP!!!"

*rap-rap*

Ukyou whirled in surprise at the gentle knock on the door.
She put down the spatula and went to the door. She called
through it quietly. "Er... yes?"

Nabiki's voice filtered through, she sounded highly amused.
"Ukyou-chan, while I appreciate that you want to make some
noise, could you try to keep it down? Some of us are trying
to sleep in."

Ukyou blushed. "I-it's not what you think... I... we... that
is, Ryoga... "

"I don't need to know the details." said Nabiki. "Just enjoy
yourselves, quietly."

Ukyou leaned against the door, listening to Nabiki's
footsteps fade, and thought murderous thoughts about her and
Ryoga. Then a loud yawn drew her attention to the formally
comatose Hibiki.

Ryoga was on his feet and was sleepily belting his yukata.

Ukyou swallowed. "Ryoga.. ?"

Totally ignoring her, Ryoga stumbled into the bathroom, his
eyes blank.

Ukyou gave up, she got back on the bed and lay on her front
facing the bathroom door. Ryoga finished in there and stumbled
out, still in a zombie-like state.

*He's still asleep!* Ukyou blinked in astonishment.

Ryoga fumbled with the small kettle provided by the hotel,
he switched it on and then began to put several spoonfuls of
coffee in the little coffee pot, then he poured in the hot
water and waited.

Ukyou continued to watch him, her expression neutral. However,
her eyebrows shot up when Ryoga took the lid off the coffee
pot after filtering and sculled down the entire contents.

"Ahhhh... " Ryoga's eyes opened fully as his brain surged
into full awareness. It was morning, he was in Hong Kong,
in a very expensive hotel and this... this was not his room.
He put down the coffee pot.

"Koko wa... " he began, then paused. Memory gave him a sharp
kick and Ryoga's eyes widened.

He spun around and gaped at Ukyou lying on the bed. Ukyou
waved at him.

"Ohayoo, Ryoga. Remember me?"

Ryoga stumbled backwards. "U-Ukyou..." he breathed.

Ukyou sat up. "You're a hard man to wake, sugar. What does
it take? Cruise missiles?"

Ryoga blinked. "N-no... I've always been like this in the
morning," he explained. *Is this real? Did I...? With...
Ukyou?*

Ukyou shrugged. "Well, it's just something about you I'll
have to get used to, I guess." she said philosophically.

Ryoga looked around the bedroom. The rumpled bed, the
scattered clothing, the chocolate mousse.... Guilt washed
over him, he'd _seduced_ Ukyou, taken away her innocence.
"I'm so sorry, Ukyou! I've dishonoured you! I should have
been stronger! I should have..."

"Hey, HEY!!!" Ukyou leapt up and grabbed Ryoga's shoulders.
"Stop it! There was more than one of us involved here!" her
eyes narrowed. "Are you saying that you _regret_ what we
did?" she demanded.

"Yes... no... well, I..." Ryoga looked into her eyes, sighed
and let go of his guilt. "No. I don't... regret it."

Ukyou smiled. "Good." she said. "Then I won't have to kill
you."

Ryoga smiled back at her. He put his hands over hers and
pulled her to him. Ukyou sighed and laid her head on his
chest, listening to his heartbeat. Ryoga let out another
little, contented sigh, he felt comfortable and at peace.
He wrapped his arms around Ukyou and held her tightly.

"Uh... Ryoga-chan?" Ukyou's voice was a little muffled.

"Yes, Ucchan?"

"You're holding me just a _little_ too tight."

"Oh... sorry."

***

The young Japanese man looked out at the Hostel window and
tried to calm his thoughts. It was a fine Hong Kong day, just
perfect for sightseeing, or in his case, outdoor training.
But the beautiful weather failed to calm the turmoil in his
mind.

*In eight days it will be the anniversary, the ten year
anniversary. I must find _him_ before that day comes or I
will be shamed for all time!*

He clenched his hands into fists and glared at the lovely
blue sky.

*Ryoga Hibiki, I swear I will find you and make you PAY!*

***

Ukyou smiled dreamily as she sipped her tea. She was seated
not far away from the others on the patio overlooking the
hotel pool. Suka and Miya had tried to attract her attention
but she was completely oblivious to their waves.

Mikado came outside onto the patio carrying his breakfast.
He said hello to the others and set down his plate on a
table, then he saw Ukyou. He saw the abstracted look on her
face and smiled. *Perfect.* He advanced towards her. Now
was the perfect time for the kiss he had promised himself
so long ago.

Ukyou didn't notice his advance until he was right beside
her. Becoming vaguely aware of a presence nearby Ukyou turned
her head. She gasped in shock when she encountered Mikado's
face just a centimetre from her own. Ukyou jerked her head
away, but Mikado managed to brush her cheeks with his lips.

"Ugghhh!" cried Ukyou.

Undaunted by her reaction, Mikado manoeuvred in for the kill.
Suddenly he was pulled back and raised off the ground.

"Goodbye Mikado," said Ryoga pleasantly. "It was nice knowing
you." With that, he prepared to fling Mikado into orbit.

"NO!!!!" yelled Ukyou. "We need him alive."

Ryoga paused. "You're right. You hear that Mikado, you get
to live."

"Ugh. Ah... good." Mikado grunted. Suddenly he was jerked
down face to face with Ryoga, who smiled at him.

"But you don't get to enjoy it."

With that began a very very short hand to hand bout that
culminated in Mikado, bruised, bleeding and semi-concious,
being flung into the pool, at which point he was hit with
a variety of objects flung by the rest of the group, who
saw the wisdom in supporting Ryoga's opinion.

***

As Nabiki was boarding the bus for that days activities,
Ukyou stopped her and pulled her aside. "I believe this
container is yours?" she said.

Nabiki arched an eyebrow. "Glad you enjoyed it."

Ukyou blushed. "How did you KNOW???!!! More to the point,
how did you _do_??"

Nabiki winked. "It's a very old family recipe. Kuno loves
it." With that, she walked past the scarlet Ukyou and
boarded the bus.

***

Snapshots:

"The Wong Tai Sin Temple!"

"Well. FINALLY!!! We sure took the long way to get here."
said Miya.

"I'll say," said Ranma. "Through Burma, Thailand, Malaysia
and Singapore."

"Don't think of it as the long way," said Ryoga. "Think of
it as the scenic route."

"The very LONG scenic route." added Suka.

Godai laughed, "With Ryoga, EVERY route is scenic."

***

"The South China Morning Post Bookshop!"

"And we are here because...?"

"I... ran out of things to read," admitted Ukyou.

"Darn, you'll just have to think of something _else_ to do
with your evenings."

"SHUT UP NABIKI!!!!"

***

Shampoo wandered the streets of Hong Kong before coming to
a decision.

"<This sucks,>" she said. "<I have been wandering all
around this place and I haven't seen any sign of airen or
the stupid tour bus! That's it! I'm going home!>"

A bus roared past her.

"<Just because I see the bus now doesn't mean...>" she
blinked. "<THAT WAS THE BUS! COME BACK HERE!!!!>"

"Did you hear something?" Mikado asked.

"Hey, there's some crazy girl chasing after us and
screaming!" said Godai.

"Must be another one of Mousse's fans," said Ukyou.
"Speed up and let's lose her."

"BUS!!! YOU I KILL!!!! Stupid spatula-giiiiiiiirrrlllll!!"

***

That evening Mousse took the group to one of the most
exclusive Chinese restaurants on Hong Kong island. They
were given the best table and the waiters attended to their
every whim. Ukyou found it all a bit much, but Ranma and
the others were in seventh heaven. Ranma was chowing down
on everything like there was no tomorrow and even Konatsu
was losing his usual dainty eating habits.

Ryoga, who was also feeling a bit overwhelmed, looked
anxiously at Mousse. "Are you _sure_ that this is okay?"
he asked. "I really feel like we're imposing on you too
much."

Mousse waved Ryoga's concerns aside. "Just think of it
as my atonement," he said."For being such a pain in Nerima."

Ukyou fidgeted. "Mousse, we _all_ acted stupid then.
Some of us still do." she added thinking of her own original
plan for the tour.

"I know." said Mousse calmly. "But I just wanted to share
some of my good fortune."

Ukyou still looked doubtful, Nabiki leaned over to her.
"If you refuse, you insult him." she murmured.

"I guess so." Ukyou smiled and raised her glass. "Oh well,
itadakimasu!"

Kiyone finished off her mouthful of chow mein and looked
over the table for her next selection. She suddenly became
aware of a muffled thumping on the wall behind her. Godai,
seated beside her, was looking behind him and frowning.

"You hear it too?" Kiyone asked.

"Yeah. And I already know it's a bad sign." he said.

"Move away?" Kiyone suggested.

"Good idea."

Discreetly they moved aside. The thumping got louder, everyone
could hear it now. Cracks began to appear on the wall.

Ranma frowned. "Ya know..." he said. "If this was Nerima I'd
say this was..."

*CRACK* *BOOOOOOMMMMM!!!!!*

The wall crumbled impressively and a figure stalked over the
rubble.

"Oh no..." murmured Akane. "Please don't let it be her!"

"Nihao!" cried Shampoo.

Ranma groaned. "Why me?" he asked the uncaring world.

Shampoo swept her eyes over the group. "Shampoo look for
you all over China. Where you go? Burma?"

"As a matter of fact, yes." said Konatsu.

"It was very nice." said Suka mildly.

"Except for the roads and the border guards." added Miya
brushing dust off her jacket.

Shampoo spotted Ranma and squealed. "Airen! Wo Ai Ni!" she
glomped him before he could escape. "You miss Shampoo, yes?"

"Argh... get offa me!" Ranma flailed about wildly.

Shampoo purred. "Shampoo very happy to see airen! You...
ack!" Her head was yanked back by the hair. Shampoo
twisted and glared behind her. Akane and Ukyou glared at
her, releasing their grips on her hair.

"And just WHAT do you think that you're doing here
Shampoo?" Akane demanded. Shampoo glared at her.

"Come to get airen!"

"He's not yours, he's MY fiance!" Ukyou and Akane
chorused in unison.

"HEY!!!" Ryoga protested. Ukyou blushed. "Oops, sorry.
Automatic reaction."

Ryoga glared. Ukyou patted his shoulders. "Gomen?"
Reluctantly he nodded.

Shampoo and Akane did not cease their glaring match.
"You always thorn in Shampoo's side. Get out of Shampoo's
WAY!"

"Haven't you got it yet Shampoo? Ranma and I are engaged!
We're going to get married!"

"No! You no can have him! I kill you!" Shampoo drew back
her fist. And was surprised when it was caught from
behind.

"No killing over the dinner table." said a strangely-
familiar masculine voice. "It's the height of bad manners
and spoils the dessert course."

"You stay out of this!" Shampoo turned and swung at the
strange man behind her. "Who you anyway?"

The man ducked. "Don't recognise me huh? I suppose I
shouldn't be surprised, though I am a little disappointed."

"What nonsense you talking?"

The man sighed, picked two empty glasses off the table and
held them to his eyes. "SHAMPOO! I LOVE YOU!!!"

"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Shampoo jumped into Suka's arms.
"Mousse! What you doing here?"

"Hosting dinner with some old friends," said Mousse. "What
are YOU doing here?"

"Come for airen." Shampoo stared, finally recognising her
old beau. "You changed. You no so stupid now."

"Thanks," said Mousse sarcastically. He turned away, "And
now if you'd like to LEAVE we'd like to get back to eating."

Shampoo's mouth dropped. "Shampoo no leave, Shampoo just
got here!" Belatedly, she realised where she was.

"What you think you doing with Shampoo?" she demanded of
Suka.

"That's exactly what I was thinking!" he replied.

"You make fun of me?!" she demanded.

"Ahem," someone cleared their throat behind her. Shampoo
looked around to be confronted by a tall, black-haired,
golden-eyed girl. "Pardon me, but that's MY boyfriend
you're glomped on to."

Shampoo prepared to take offence when she noticed other
things about this girl. Like the metre long doubled-up
chain she held casually in one hand, and the expression
on her face.

*<No martial artist>*, Shampoo thought. *<But definitely a
fighter. Probably ex-gang or delinquent. The sort of
person who would try to chew your ear off while
simultaneously trying to choke you. Hmmm... not the sort
of fight I want to get into.>*

"Sorry," she said, clambering off Suka. "Aimed for wrong
man."

Miya nodded and grabbed Suka's arm. "That's better." she
said.

Meanwhile Ukyou and Ryoga were having a hasty conference.
"She's not going to leave." Ukyou whispered.

"So what should we do?" Ryoga murmured.

"Well, I'd rather have her somewhere that we can keep an
eye on her. Perhaps if we splash her with cold water?"

"Do you want Ranma to run around in the panic? Although
it might be kinda fun."

Ukyou punched his shoulder lightly. "No." she said.

"I could help." Mousse came up to them.

Ukyou stared at him. "But... won't it hurt you? To look
after Shampoo?"

Mousse shrugged. "Yes, but I'll be damned before I let her
wreck your trip the way she wrecked my life." he looked over
at Shampoo who was aiming for Ranma again. "Even Saotome
doesn't deserve _that_."

"Ummm... well, okay." said Ukyou. "If you're sure."

Mousse nodded and went over to Shampoo. "<Xian Pu,>" he said.
"<If you really want to come along I'll help you.>"

"<Huh, I'm coming along with or without your help,>" Shampoo
replied. "<Don't think that after all these years I'm
interested in you.>"

Unseen, Mousse's smile turned bitter for a brief moment.
"<Oh, I have no delusions on that score. But I have an
ulterior motive myself. Ukyou.>"

"<What about her?>" Shampoo asked.

"<Isn't it obvious? I'm in love with her!>"

Ryoga's eyebrows shot up. *What the HELL!!!!!!*

Shampoo stared at Mousse. "<You've GOT to be joking!>"

"<It's the truth, you think I'd spend all this money taking
them out to dinner, putting them up at a hotel, for
nothing? This is all part of my plan to impress her.>"

Shampoo's mind whirled, "<But... but this is PERFECT! You
get spatula-girl, and I get airen and everybody happy!>"

"<Except Akane,>" Mousse pointed out.

"<Who cares? Maybe that moronic imbecile Ryoga the
incompetently eternally lost one will take her in. Or
she can beg on the streets, it's all the same to me.>"

"<You haven't changed at all, have you Xian Pu?>" Mousse
asked wryly.

"<Mousse, I will allow you to help me!>"

"<Oh. Goodie.>"

"What's wrong Ryoga?"

"Nothing," said Ryoga, unclenching his fists. "Nothing
at all."

***

Back at the hotel, Mousse walked down the corridor from
Shampoo's room. He'd just shown her to it and she had
thanked him with her normal politeness and grace.

"<Now GET LOST!!!>"

Mousse sighed. Then he gacked and gasped for breath
as a pair of incredibly strong hands closed on his
throat.

"Ack!" he managed, before he gasped out his remaining
air when he was slammed into the wall. Ryoga held him
against it, murder in his eyes.

"<That was an interesting plan you came up with Mu Shu,>"
he said.

"Glug." said Mousse. *Oh s**t.*

"<Now would you care to _explain_ yourself?>" Ryoga
asked. "<Or should I just break your neck now?>"

Mousse indicated that air would be helpful at this
stage of the narrative. Ryoga relaxed his grip a little,
but did not lower him to the ground.

"<Your Chinese is really very good Hibiki,>" Mousse
gasped out.

"<Thank you for noticing,>" purred Ryoga. "<Now, about
that explanation...>"

"<I had to tell her _something_,>" Mousse said.
"<Otherwise she'd have just done something on her own
and screwed everything up. This way she thinks I'm on
her side and I can keep you appraised of the situation.
It also means Ukyou is safe.>"

"<What about Akane?>" demanded Ryoga.

"<You're not STILL in love with her are you?>"

"<No, as a matter of fact Ukyou and _I_ are now a
couple...>" Ryoga informed him. "<But she's still a
very old very dear friend, and if Shampoo lays a single
digit on her, I will break said digit plus interest!>"

"<Got it,>" said Mousse. "<I swear I'll try and protect
Akane!>"

"<Alright then,>" Ryoga let him go. "<Good plan Mousse.
Sorry about that, but I get twitchy when people threaten
my friends and loved ones.>"

"<Understandable,>" said Mousse, rubbing his throat.
"<Hey.>"

"<What?>"

"<Does Shampoo know you can speak Chinese?>"

"<Who me? Ryoga moronic imbecile, Ryoga the incompetently
eternally lost one?>"

"<Right. Why don't we keep it that way,>" suggested Mousse.

Ryoga considered this. "<Good idea. Well, glad we've
gotten that all straightened out. Good night Mousse.>"

With that he turned and went... into Ukyou's room.

Mousse's eyebrows shot up into his hairline. "Whoa. He
really meant it! Maybe there is hope." Grinning, he
headed for the dining room.

***

When Mousse entered the dining room he was surprised
and pleased to see that almost all of the group were there.

"Hi everyone! All decided to stay up for a nightcap huh?"
he said. "Where's Ranma?"

"Oh, he went to bed already, said Shampoo's squealing had
given him a headache." said Miya. "Are you okay? Your
voice sounds kind of funny."

Mousse rubbed his throat. "I think I might be coming
down with something," he lied.

"Oh dear, let me order you a lemon drink," said Kiyone.

Mousse sat down and allowed himself to be duly fussed
over. He was just deciding whether or not to drink the
chicken soup or the lemon drink or just order some
lemon chicken when Shampoo stomped in.

"Where Ranma?" she demanded.

"Boy, talk about your one-track mind," said Godai to
Kiyone quietly. She sighed. "Tell me about it."

"Ranma...?" said Akane. "Why do YOU want to know?"

Shampoo looked around the group. There was Mousse, the
tough-girl, her man, the student boy, the mysterious
green-haired woman, Nabiki, Akane, the fem-boy
waiter, and the hentai skater. There was no airen or
stupid spatula-girl. There was no lost boy either but
he was probably living up to his name. Shampoo's eyes
narrowed.

"Where Ranma?" she demanded again.

"He went to bed," Nabiki volunteered.

"Where spatula-girl?" she asked suspiciously.

"Who, Ukyou-sama?" inquired Konatsu innocently. "She
was tired and went to bed early."

Shampoo considered this. "WHAAAAAAATTTTT!!!!!!!"

She turned and sped out of the dining room.

"Oh hell," said Mousse. "Shampoo!!!!" he ran after her.

"Konatsu, why did you do that?" asked Nabiki.

"Do what?" said Konatsu, fluttering his eyelashes
innocently.

***

Mousse caught up with Shampoo halfway down the corridor.
"<Xian Pu, wait up! It's not what you think!>"

Shampoo broke away from Mousse. "<I'm not going to listen to
you! You are just protecting spatula-girl, your _love_!>"
she sneered.

Mousse frowned. "<I am only trying to stop you from interfering
in what is _not_ your business!>"

"<Ha! If it concerns Ranma, it is my business! And I know
Ukyou, she will do anything to keep my husband away from me!>"

"<Things have changed, Shampoo.>" Mousse made another grab for
her.

Shampoo slipped away. "<It's time I settled this! I'll give her
the kiss of death!>" Shampoo ran down the corridor to Ukyou's
room.

Mousse pounded after her, swearing under his breath.

Shampoo reached the door and reduced it to splinters.
"Spatula-girl, you I kill!"

"Nani?!" Ukyou shrieked and sat bolt upright, clutching the
sheets to her chest. In the corner of her eye Shampoo saw a
figure falling off the bed and hitting the floor with a grunt.
Ukyou and the position of the bed blocked Shampoo's vision,
but she had glimpsed enough to know that it was a man with
black hair.

Shampoo's battle aura flared red with rage as she came to the
obvious conclusion. She pointed accusingly at Ukyou.
"Spatula-girl seduce Airen! You have Ranma in bed!!!!!" she
screamed.

"Get the hell outta here, Shampoo!!!" cried Ukyou.

Behind Shampoo, Mousse groaned. "No, Shampoo, you've got it
all wrong!"

Shampoo took a step forward. "Shampoo kill you! You wicked!
You thief! You steal Ranma!"

Ukyou tossed her hair. "You stupid, home-wrecking,
purple-haired, Amazon bimbo!!!" she shot back savagely.

"Shut up!" screeched Shampoo. "I kill!" she gathered herself
for an attack as Mousse reached to pull her back.

"Hey, what's with all the screaming?" Ranma trotted up to
observe the ruckus. Shampoo whirled on the newcomer in rage.
"Spatula-girl seduce Ranma!" She pointed at Ukyou, her hand
trembling.

Ukyou raised an eyebrow, Mousse groaned again and Ranma
blinked. Shampoo stood very still for a few seconds, then
looked back at Ranma. "You Ranma."

He gave her a quizzical look. "Last time I checked." He
looked around the shattered remains of the door. "Hi,
Ucchan, what's up?"

"Ask her." said Ukyou drily.

Shampoo blinked rapidly. "If Ranma no with spatula-girl,
who... ?"

An arm reached up from the floor and Ryoga Hibiki sat up,
pulling a portion of the covers around him.

He glared at the three in the doorway. "Do you mind? Some
of us are trying to... _sleep_... here."

Despite himself, Mousse snickered. "_Sure_ you are."

Both Ranma and Shampoo were frozen, their mouths wide open.

Then Shampoo recovered. "Spatula girl sleep with... is not...
is doing... "she blushed and turned around. "Shampoo go now."
she walked away, Mousse following.

Ukyou sighed. "Great, now we have to move to YOUR room!"
she pulled on her yukata. "What are you waiting for?" she
demanded impatiently.

"I need some clothes," Ryoga reminded her. "Unless you
want me to walk out of here naked? And who knows WHERE I'd
wind up!"

Ranma stood in the doorway gaping, whilst Ukyou threw
Ryoga his clothes.

"Uh, Ranma... you can _leave_ now," said Ukyou. She brushed
past him.

"Later Ranma," said Ryoga, following her. Ranma stood in
the midst of the shattered door, mouth open.

*I can't believe this. Ryoga made a home run... BEFORE ME!!!*

***

Shampoo marched down the corridor to her room, face flaming.
*Ukyou and Ryoga... Ukyou and Ryoga...* Her mind just couldn't
accept it.

"<Xian Pu? Are you alright?>"

She turned to look at Mousse. "<I'm... WONDERFUL!!!!>" she
clapped her hands. "<This means that I only have to get rid
of Akane! And she has no chance against me!>" her eyes
blazed.

"<Oh>" said Mousse.

Shampoo leaned forward worriedly. "<But Mousse, are YOU
alright... I mean, you're in love with Ukyou, right?>"

*Oops, oh yeah.* "<Waaaaaah! I'm so unhappy!>" Mousse
utilised all his new acting skills and buried his face
in his hands. Shampoo leant forward and hugged him
sympathetically.

"<Never mind Mousse, it's alright.>" she patted his
shoulder and Mousse's heart swelled.

"<I'll set you up with Akane instead!>"

***

to be continued 

 

Chapter 18

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