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Ranma looked at Akane with appreciation; she had fetching sparkly red barrettes in her hair and wore a knee length red dress with a black collar, which fastened at the waist with a wide black cloth belt. “You look very nice Akane” he complimented her.

“Thanks Ranma” she replied in a rather cold voice.

Noticing how she was standing by the door and appeared to be waiting for someone, he asked “Are you going somewhere?”

“Yes, I have a date” she replied.

Ranma’s head swiveled on his neck so fast that he almost gave himself whiplash. “A what?” he demanded.

“A date” said Akane. “Not everyone in this world thinks that I’m unsexy and uncute”

Ranma balled his hands into fists in an effort to calm himself “Do I know the guy?” he asked in a dangerous tone of voice. He thought that he’d cleared the deck of all of his rivals to Akane’s affection.

“His name is Auggie and I met him at my flower arranging class, not that it’s any of your business” Akane replied primly.

Ranma picture a wimpy guy who looked like Gosunkugi and burst out laughing “What kind of a name is Auggie?”

“His full name is Augustus Harden III and he’s a dual citizen of Japan and America, born here. His father owns a huge chain of flower shops, which Auggie plans to take over after he graduates college” Akane explained.

Just then there was a knock on the door and Akane eagerly opened it, the person on the doorstep almost filled the doorframe. Ranma’s jaw dropped. Auggie looked like a non-green Incredible Hulk, his muscles seemed to have muscles and he was easily well over six feet. Long blonde hair cascaded down his back and his turquoise eyes seemed to hit Ranma with the force of laser beams. “Hi Auggie” Akane said. Auggie turned his gaze towards her, giving Ranma just enough time to register that Auggie’s face was just right combination of pretty and handsome.

“Hello Akane, you look lovely” replied Auggie in a voice that rivaled silk. He held out a bouquet of breathtakingly arranged yellow roses in a hand as large as a catcher’s mitt. “You said that your favourite colour is yellow, so I put together this bouquet for you” he explained.

“Why thank you, they’re lovely. You’re so thoughtful” she said smiling up at him.

Ranma sourly wondered if the petit Akane even came up to Auggie’s waist.

Auggie looked at Ranma again “I’m sorry friend, I didn’t catch your name” he said politely.

“I’m Ra.....” Ranma began and then Akane cut him off.

“He’s a guy who freeloads off my family. Now come of silly, we don’t want to be late for the movie” Akane chided, towing the Adonis away by one massive bicep.

Once they were gone Ranma stood there seething, he was surprised when Kasumi whispered as she passed him “a man should fight for his woman”. Ranma realized this to be the truth. ‘But how to get her away from the pretty boy’ he questioned himself and than smiled when an idea occurred to him. Flinging a glass of water over his head, he knocked on Nabiki’s door. “I need to borrow some clothes” Ranma demanded of the startled girl.

Auggie was enjoying his date with Akane. She’d gone to the washroom when a hot redhead wearing only a skimpy black denim skirt and purple tank top approached their table. “Hi big fella, can I have a seat?” she asked and sat down before he could answer.

“I’m on a date” he replied nervously.

“Yes with my fiancée” the obviously feminine person said.

“Y-your fiancée?” Auggie stammered, his eyes going wide with shock.

“Yep, my name is Ranma Saotome. You can ask Akane about me” she said causally.

“Ranma what’re you doing here?!” Akane demanded.

“She says that she’s your fiancée” replied a confused Auggie.

“Ex-fiancé” Akane corrected.

Auggie stood up “I support homosexual rights as much as the next guy, but I really don’t like girls who aren’t into me or are bisexual. I think that I should go home. I’m sorry, but the date is over Akane” he said gently.

“But Auggie, Ranma’s a guy!” cried Akane.

Auggie got an eyeful of Ranma’s mostly exposed chest and said “I’m sorry Akane, I’m just not into yuri” and walked away.

“Ranma I’m going to kill you” yelled Akane and proceeded to chase the giggling girl.

Shampoo and Mousse

“Airen comfortable?” Shampoo asked as she slid a dish of fish towards him. Mousse looked distastefully around the cage she’d locked him in, at the rope binding his wings to his sides and quacked angrily.

“Now, now Mu Mu Chan. Not so bad, I give you nice straw for bed, plenty water and food. Now Shampoo must go Japanese class and no want you follow. I let out when get back” she promised and closed the door.

Mousse hung his duck head in despair, then reached in amongst his feathers, and started trying to jimmy the lock.

Ukyo and Kuno

“Hey Kuno, thanks for using all the hot water this morning” snapped Ukyou as she whipped a slice of toast at him.

“There’s more of me to wash” he replied in amusement and easily caught the projectile bread.

“Yes, but you also didn’t clean the sink after you shaved!” she pointed out.

“You have to wash sinks?” Kuno asked blankly, clearly that concept had never occurred to him.

“Yes, I’m not your maid, if you make a mess, you have to clean it up” Ukyou snarled.

“Duly noted” he replied and eyed her male uniform and wrinkled his nose in distaste. “You know, they do make female uniforms for Furinkan High School students?”

Ukyou glared right back “At least I wear a uniform; you go around dressed like a freak and walk around barefoot all day! You know that people own dogs and there are pigeons that crap all over the sidewalk and you’re stepping in it? I certainly hope you wash your feet as soon as you get home each night”

“You dare insult Tatewaki Kuno, you, you cross dresser. I am wearing a Kendo Uniform and it commands respect”

“It commands that people laugh at you” Ukyou cried. “You look like a jackass in that thing!”

“You will apologize right now underclassman!” Kuno demanded.

“Is that some sort of crack about my taste in uniforms?” she asked.

“It most certainly was” he replied.

They glared at each other, and then calmed down.

“I’m sorry husband darling, here’s your lunch” Ukyou said handing him a paper bag.

He opened it and peered into it “what is it?”

“Chicken salad on twelve grain bread, an apple and carrot sticks” she replied.

“A proper Japanese lunch is served in a bento box and shines like jewels when it’s opened” Kuno said.

“I don’t have time to prepare finicky lunch items, I go to school fulltime and run my restaurant until late at night” she snarled. “Just be glad I made you lunch at all! Not everyone has a chef to prepare their lunches for them”

“The person who makes my lunches is Greta, our housekeeper who’s been with us since before I was born and is almost like a mother to me” Kuno snarled.

“What’s her last name then?” Ukyou inquired.

“Why it’s….” Kuno started and then realized that he didn’t know it.

“I rest my case. Come on lets go to school Sugar” she said leading him towards the door. “Don’t tell your friends about our little arrangement; I don’t want them to think that we’re doing the hot and nasty. I have my reputation to protect” she said.

Kuno thought about how his fellow kendoists would laugh if they knew that he was living in a fake marriage with the cross dressing girl “I wouldn’t dream of it” he replied sourly.

Kodachi and Ryoga

Kodachi watched as Ryoga flung himself down on a priceless antique chair and put up his feet on an equally irreplaceable end table. She noticed that he was eating a dripping sandwich off of a plate from their expensive china collection, reserved only for visiting royalty. She glared daggers at him; they’d been fighting over dinner. He seemed clueless as to what fork to use and kept using the wrong ones. He almost caused her to faint with embarrassment when he got a fight with her servant when he tried to take Ryoga’s salad fork away.

“What are you eating?” she demanded.

“Chili and cheese on a bun” he replied happily.

“How could you possibly be hungry again? We just ate a few hours ago” she said in an exasperated tone of voice.

“All those tiny little courses failed to fill me up. I’m used to making up something on the road, stuffing my gut and going to bed early” he replied.

“Where did you even get that revolting looking thing?” she asked.

“I made it, I had the ingredients for the chili in my pack, so I asked your chef if I could use his kitchen” Ryoga explained, taking another bite of the sloppy mess.

“Gaston let you use his kitchen!” she cried. Kodachi was shocked, he’d once made her cry when she was ten and he’d caught her trying to make cookies.

“Sure, as long as he got to try a sandwich” Ryoga said.

“You mean that Gaston Leflore IIII, whose grandfather founded the world famous Leflore cooking school, the most sought after chef in all of Europe, whose palate is renowned throughout Paris is in the kitchen eating one of your disgusting sandwiches?” cried Kodachi.

“Yep, go see for yourself” replied Ryoga.

Kodachi soundlessly pushed open the kitchen door and peeked in. Sure enough, her white clad chef was happily munching on a dripping sandwich “Gaston!” she cried in shock.

He quickly hid it behind his back and replied “Oui Mademoiselle Kodachi?”

“Just try it” Ryoga said, thrusting it at her. She took a tentative bite and groaned in ecstasy, it was like tasting heaven itself! “It’s the mushrooms; I pick them wild, they make the best chili” he explained.

Gaston brightened at the normally haughty girl’s reaction to the sandwich “Un sandwich pour Mademoiselle Kodachi coming up” he said making one for her. All three of them sat in the kitchen eating their sandwiches and talking. Kodachi never knew that Gaston was married, let alone that he had three children.

Chattin’ Time

Akane came home and logged on in a fury, she hadn’t been able to keep up with Ranma.

She pmed to Ray

Red2221: I really, really need to chat you with Ray

Kickinbutt: What’d he do to upset you this time?

Akane thought about what to say

Red2221: He ruined my date!

Kickinbutt: Since when are you dating other guys? I thought that you’d just broke up with him.

Red2221: I haven’t been on a date with another guy and I wanted to see what it was like

Kickinbutt: Perhaps he acted that way because he was hurt by how quickly he was replaced?

Red2221: The guy I went on a date with wasn’t special to me; he was just a nice guy

Kickinbutt: Did you explain that to your friend in advance?

Akane thought about it and felt kind of bad how she’d sprung it on Ranma

Red2221: I guess I was a little harsh with him. He found out when my date showed up at the door. But it shouldn’t matter, he wasn’t into me anyway

Kickinbutt: You sure about that? Sometimes your heart sees more than your eyes.

Akane thought back on her relationship with Ranma and started remembering all the large and small things that he did for her over the past year. The things implied, but left unsaid.

Red2221: I guess he does like me. I guess I acted foolish, I’m not even sure that I’m ready to date yet. I just wanted to have an experience that was purely of my own choosing and not influenced by family.

Ranma felt bad when she said this. He just felt so jealous about her going out with the He-Man

Kickinbutt: I’m sure that your friend is sorry about how he acted. You should talk to him

Red2221: But I’m still mad at him. How do I know that talking to him won’t encourage him to do this again?

Kickinbutt: So it’s completely over between the two of you?

Red2221: Yes, no, perhaps. I’m not really sure. I doubt that he missed me.

“Yes I do” replied Ranma

Kickinbutt: I’m sure he does

Red2221: How do you know?

Kickinbutt: I sure would if I was in his shoes. You seem like a special kind of girl to me

Red2221: You always know what to say to cheer my up!

Kickinbutt: Glad I could help

Red2221: Looks like I have to go talk to someone, bye Ray

Kickinbutt: Good luck Red

Ranma read this, had his computer off and he was pretending to do his homework within seconds.

“Come in” he said when she knocked on the door. “Akane I want to apologize…..” he started and stopped when she hugged him tightly.

“No, I’m sorry. I should have warned you about Auggie. I wanted to go out with him to announce my independence to our fathers, not to hurt you. I will date again in the future, but only after we’re both over this little infatuation of ours. I do still care about you” she promised him.

“I care about you too Akane” he said. He hugged her back while his brain supplied ‘I love you’

Mousse and Shampoo

Shampoo returned to the Nekohanten to find Mousse waiting for her at their dining table.

“Have to study, no want play house tonight” she said impatiently.

“Look, I’m sorry how I’ve been so clingy and needy. Shampoo, can we start all over again or go back to being friends like we were before when we were young?”

“I not sure Mousse, I not love you. Only like you” she said hesitantly.

“Look, let’s not talk about emotions at the moment. I’ve made dinner and your great-grandmother’s out for the evening. Let’s just eat and you can tell me about how your class was, and then I can help you with your homework if you want” he suggested and pulled a chair out.

“You mean?” Shampoo said.

“I mean it; we’ll just talk about anything you want. Perhaps you can even explain to me where you managed to find all those bananas to drown me in when we were ten? Bananas don’t even grow in China” he said handing her a napkin.

She laughed at the memory and that broke the ice “I use great-grandmother spell, but made mistake, supposed to be poison ivy, not bananas” She giggled at the expression on Mousse’s face and decided it was kind of fun hanging out with him this way.