Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction / Sailor Moon Fan Fiction / Tenchi Muyo Fan Fiction ❯ Project II: Saiyan Ranma ❯ My Big Fat Wedding with Ice Cream on the side ( Chapter 13 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Ranma sighed. He wore a very ridiculous suit which was so fitting that his clothes were molded with his body. He didn't like it. No matter what others said, he didn't feel quite at home with his white tuxedo.
“Are you sure that I should wear this?” Ranma asked Keichii.
Keichii shrugged. “Don't ask me Ranma. I'm new to this as you are... But when Urd said that it suited you, she did mean it.”
“You mean I look like a lollipop for Urd?” Ranma asked, smiling a bit. The taste of Urd still lingered in his mouth as yesterday they both did a new position which consisted of two numbers. He didn't get it, and didn't want to. His nose still was on the verge of exploding when he thought about it. He took a deep breath.
Keichii smiled as well. “Well, this is you're wedding,” Keichii said. “You're lucky.”
Ranma smiled weakly. Not that he didn't like getting wedded, but he was more nervous about the wedding itself. He was getting wedding jitters. “I'm nervous...”
“That's why I'm here to help...” said a masculine voice behind the two boys. They both turned around and gasped.
-| Omega X Present |-
-| Project II: Saiyan Ranma |-
-| Chapter 13: My Big Fat Wedding with Ice Cream on the side |-
A man stood there in the door with a small smile in his face. He was handsome, long hair and has earrings. Ranma felt immense power from him and his back shivered a bit. “Who are you?”
“I'm Kami-sama,” the man said, smiling. “Nice to meet you in the flesh, Ranma. And you must be Keichii, the mortal who wished for Belldandy to stay with him.”
Keichii swallowed.
“Ahh, don't worry,” Kami-sama said, waving his hand. “I'm not here to punish anyone or anything. You seem to get enough with three goddesses in your house, and a demoness in your tail, no pun intended,” Kami-sama added, looking at Ranma.
Ranma smiled weakly. “Hello,” he said, bowing a bit. (Watch your mouth, watch your language...!) were Ranma's train of thoughts. “Nice to meet you, Kami-sama...”
“Forget the pleasantries,” Kami-sama said, waving his hand again. “Once I'm out of my office, I'm not much of the Almighty. You can say I'm just a normal Kami with the power to create almost anything.”
“Uh, right...” Ranma said nervously. (What did he say?) was in his mind though.
Kami-sama sighed. “Forget what I said. I'm just here to help you.”
“How?”
“I know you're really nervous about the wedding,” Kami-sama said. “So I'm here to offer you some ice-breakers...” and he showed something in his hand.
“... Johnny Walker Black Label?” Ranma asked after reading the bottle.
=Urd's Position=
“Oh happy days...” Urd began, with her two hands in her chest. “One of the girls fantasies, being wed by a handsome prince...” and Urd made a show with her eyes becoming moist. “And that prince has come to me, to take my hand, kiss my lips, and kiss my other lips...”
“Ugh, Urd,” Mara said, who was beside her, looking sick. “That's sick.”
Urd, disturbed at her speech, lost her momentum, and glared at Mara. “Damn it, Mara, can't I even make my speech without any interruptions? And if he did marry you,” Urd's eyes narrowed, “I bet you would let your other lips do the kissing...”
Mara smiled a bit. “Nah. I know how extremely shy Ranma is. You got lucky that night where you guys first had sex.”
“Really?” Urd said, acting surprised. “He wasn't much shy when I showed him the 69, and for your information, it was making love, not having sex.”
“What's the difference?” Mara asked, a bit annoyed.
“Sigh, I expected as much, since you are a demoness...” Urd said. “Sex is something general. There is dominating sex, casual sex, marital sex, forced sex, which humans and kamis call rape. Making love is more than having sex...” Urd had a faraway look in her face. “It's sharing and giving. Sharing good feelings, giving of feelings. It's a connection between two people who love each other. It's a...”
“Alright...” Mara grumbled. “Just shut up please! I can stand your speeches, but when it travels to the depths of stupidity, I got to draw a line. Especially when those lines were made by the airhead Venus!”
Urd sniffed. “Right. You just don't understand anything about love! Although I have to admit, Venus is an airhead, kinda like you.”
The two glared at each other and electricity seemed to cackle between them.
“My, my, my,” said a voice behind them. “Aren't you two very friendly with each other?”
Urd froze, and paled visibly. “Cant be...” and she turned around. “Mom?”
“Oh, my dear daughter called me mom!” Hild said, stifling a tear. “I'm so moved.”
Urd was not impressed. “What the heck are you doing here?”
“Why am I here?” Hild asked her. “I'm here to attend the big day of my daughter! I'm so proud of you!”
“WHAT?! You can't come! You're not invited!” Urd said.
“Your Father invited me... Of course, he just wanted my information as soon as possible...” Hild added silently. Before Urd could even question what she meant, Hild turned to Mara. “How are you Mara? Good I hope.”
“I'm okay Boss,” Mara said with an air of respect. Hild was after all a Hell Lord, and Mara's boss.
“Forget the boss stuff,” Hild said, waving her hand very Kami-sama like. “I'm not here as a Hell Lord. I'm here as a guest to my daughter's Union!” Hild had a dreamy expression in her face. “Imagine, my own daughter, finally getting someone she likes, and a Saiyan!”
Urd wanted to disappear. Her mom was going to embarrass her. She just knew it...
“Hild, are you here?” a voice said behind Hild.
“Oh, K-sama, it's good to see you,” Hild said, turning around.
“Who's that?” Urd sneered. “New boyfriend?”
“I'll forget that statement, Urd,” the voice said seriously. Urd gasped. It was Kami-sama.
“I'm sorry!” Urd said at once, feeling dread coming towards her. She became very well behaved after the night she first consummated her physical love with Ranma. Kami-sama knew why, and he kinda laughed about it. He could still remember the time she came to his office and was frantically looking at her feet, requesting a Union between her and Ranma. She broke into a very blissful smile when he said yes.
Kami-sama waved his hand again. “I said I'll forget it. Come on, Hild, dear, we'll let the kids do their stuff. I have a feeling today will be very special...” (And I'm counting on that Omega X to show up...) Kami-sama silently thought. He took Hild's hand and kissed it.
“Oh, K-sama,” Hild said laughing. “You were always a tease...”
And together, they exited. Urd and Mara looked at each other with dread. They suddenly jumped towards the window and looked outside.
“Father and mom... together? Is Ragnarok coming?” Urd asked to no one.
“Boss, friendly with him...” Mara shuddered a bit.
“K-sama?” Urd asked again.
“Hild, dear? He called Boss dear?” Mara asked.
Outside the door, two figures were laughing already. “I think we scared them,” Kami-sama said.
“Oh, let them be,” Hild said with amusement in her voice. She took her hand away from Kami-sama and dove to her pockets. She seemed to be looking for something, and when she found it, she frowned a bit. “Here is you're information. I have to admit, your scenario got me big time.” And she gave a small disc.
“Well, I can thank Ikari. A bastard he might be, but he knew what he was doing,” Kami-sama said. “So, this information contains most of the High Level Living Beings found in other planes... What are they called again?”
“I believe they call themselves `Author's'” Hild said, smiling a bit. “I got it luckily while scanning my system for bugs. These Authors have very powerful magical attributes that can change history, circumstances, combine dimensions, and almost anything they want without being very much detected. They are neither evil nor good. That's why they are almost undetectable.” Hild paused. “They rival our powers put together.”
Kami-sama smiled. “There is always something more powerful out there. I am not affected by them, maybe because I'm the Almighty.”
“Who knows, maybe they are affecting you, and you don't know it,” Hild frowned. “Imagination seems their only boundaries.”
“Forget them for a while. They are not doing anything much evil anyway,” Kami-sama said. “And we have a wedding to count on!”
Hild smiled. “Finally, my little girl will get hitched!”
“Reminds us of old times, huh?”
“Hope it doesn't end like old times...” Hild said wistfully.
“It wont,” Kami-sama said. “I have a feeling it won't.”
=The Time Comes=
Ranma gulped. It was time, and a time he didn't want to happen. It was a make or brake situation, where the only way to win was to go through with it. He wouldn't brake. He was Son Ranma! He never gives up, never quits!
He looked around. It was like he was in a big Church, like the one he saw in Italy, but it was large, and there were a group of Angels as the choir, some kamis and megamis, and he even saw the Sailor Senshis. Usagi was waving at him, giving him like a thumbs up and hugging Mamurou closer. Mamurou seemed very nervous.
Makoto and Minako were very unhappy, their prime catch gone, and they wanted to cry. A hunk like Ranma comes only once in a lifetime.
Ami was looking a bit nervous. Her Mercury computer kept on beeping as new kamis entered. The power levels of this place were so high that she didn't feel safe even with her protective fuku.
Hotaru was all smiles. Haruka and Michiru looked tense, looking around the place, while Setsuna was smiling weakly. She had to smile. She was after all, witnessing something she never thought she'd witness before. The Union is supposed to be a great way to unite two souls. It's not some sort of marriage bound by pieces of paper. This marriage combines the two souls, making them into soulmates, or if they were soulmates, their bonds will be strengthened.
The music played, and everyone who was talking became death silent. Ranma knew it. He turned around and saw Urd, gracefully walking in the carpet. She looked very beautiful with her white gown flowing long behind her. She had her hair flown freely behind her veil and she looked absolutely lustrous. She carried a bouquet of flowers in her hand. Ranma gulped, feeling another heat wave coming towards him.
She walked steadily, like a predator, making a catch on her prey, as she stalked silently towards Ranma.
A figure in the crowd smiled as he leaned on the wall, having two packages in the sides of his feet. He wore a red Polo Long Sleeve folded neatly up his arm. He had dark blue jeans, Paco could be read in one of the side, carpenter style and loose. He also wore black boots with a streak of brown in the front. He looked absolutely dashing, and was even more so with shades which had a small lettering `Ray-Ban' on the side.
“It's all up to you, now, Ranma,” the figure said.
Urd positioned himself to Ranma's right, and smiled gently at him. Ranma smiled back weakly.
Someone in front of them cleared his throat. Ranma looked from Urd to the figure and he almost choked. The figure stood there with a dark cloak over him, covering most of his features. His voice was masculine, and kinda sore.
“DEATH!” Ranma shouted at once, and Urd face faulted. The Senshis took out their transformation pens and was about to transform when the hooded figure raised his hand.
“Stop!” the figure said. “I'm not Death! He's my brother!” and after saying that, it seems everyone calmed down considerably. “Jeez, you scared the jitters out of me,” it said. “I'm someone who arranges the marriages. Now, shall we begin?” Urd nodded enthusiastically.
“Dearly Beings, we are gathered here in this very special day, to witness the Union of Son Ranma and Urd. As an official law, I must ask anyone if they think that if they are not fit to be united, please speak now or hold your peace...” the cloaked figure said.
CLICK!
“Uh... Urd...” Ranma began to back away from Urd, who now had a M4A1 Assault Rifle and she was casually leaning it on her shoulders. “What's that for?”
“Safety,” Urd said, pointing at Minako and Makoto. They were standing up, mouths open. They were about to protest but stopped cold when they saw the gun. “So, anyone wants to protest?”
There was collective shaking of the heads around the place. Only Kami-sama and Hild were the only ones not shaking their heads. “She acts like her mother...” Kami-sama said.
Hild growled and kicked Kami-sama hard in the shin.
“Uh... I'll continue...” the cloaked figure said. “Now, Urd, Second Class Goddess of the Past, Limited, do you, an irresponsible goddess who always messes up things and love lives...” Urd growled and pointed the gun at him. The Hooded figure gulped and skipped the rest parts, continuing, “...take Ranma to be your united soulmate, through all the honeys poured in your body, whip cream, sliced strawberries, bondage...”
Everyone looked shock... well, almost everyone. Even though Ranma paled and Urd was shaking, and everyone including Hotaru was having sweat drops, the figure with the red shirt was smirking.
“... And use the Kama sutra `till deletion do you part?”
Urd shook her head. The Ministers of the Union must be changing their speeches. “I do...”
“And do you Ranma, reject this poor excuse of a goddess, and marry... me!!!” the cloaked figure threw out his robe and it was revealed to be a she, not a he.
“VENUS!” Urd said in shock.
“LOVE ME!” she said and charged towards Ranma, hoping to give him a very tight hug.
“OH NO YOU DON'T!” Urd said, pushing Ranma away.
“RANMA WILL BE MINE!” Venus wailed, trying to blast Urd to bits.
“HE IS MINE!”
“Minako, that Venus looks a lot like you... except that she looks older,” Makoto said, watching Venus and Urd fight out. Venus was throwing chains at Ranma while Urd was firing her gun [very OOC I might add] trying to drive Venus away.
The figure with the red shirt was smiling widely now. “I kinda like this...”
During the fight, a man walked in with authoritive clothes and handsome face started to walk in. He had a book in his hands and gave a nod to Kami-sama who nodded back. He looked so calm, so regal, that is, until he saw Urd and Venus lashing out. The look on the Minister's face made someone in the crowd do something very, very OOC.
Kami-sama was seen laughing in the floor, tears rolling out of his eyes. He never had so much fun in his existence. His average day was usually day in and out, trying to look for problems, telling the other kamis to fix it, or watch Ruroni Kenshin. Right now, he'll treasure this event forever.
Seeing Kami-sama laughing, everyone thought the end was near, and almost started a panic. Kami-sama, laughing? Was Ragnarok coming? Or is it something worse?
“Oh, goodness gracious me,” Kami-sama said, stifling his laughter. “I knew that this would be worth attending.” He stopped laughing and saw that everyone was looking at him in a weird way. “What?” he asked.
All the other people stared back to the main event, forgetting the scene which they saw. They didn't see Kami-sama rolling on the ground, laughing. Nope. They didn't... Is Ragnarok here?
The official Minister sighed. He watched Urd as she used Venus' own chains and tied her up tightly. Urd smirked at her handiwork and wiped the dust of her hands. She also shoved the flower bouquet she carried into Venus' mouth. Venus could only mumble and try to scream. Urd walked away from her and went back to her position.
“Damn, I knew watching Ranma do his katas would help me,” Urd said smiling. She didn't use that much magic, but she used some physical stuff. Being around Ranma made her pick up a few moves and it surprised Venus very much.
After what's all said and done, the minister sighed. He could finally do his job. “Dearly beloveds, we are gathered here to witness the Union between Ranma and Urd. If there is anyone who thinks that these two should not be united, speak now, or forever hold you're peace.
“MMM!!' Venus murmured loudly. She was nodding her head. She didn't want Urd and Ranma together.
BANG! And a hole appears in the left of Venus, a few centimeters away from her head. Ranma had his hands on Urd's shoulders, and Urd had her M4A1 assault rifle in her hand aiming at Venus. Venus promptly shook her head, saying `No Complaints!'
Minister finally sighed as Urd brought her gun back down. It disappeared from her hands, and Ranma raised his eyebrows. Maybe she would teach him how to do that.
“Anyway, do you Urd, take Ranma as you're...”
“Yes...” Urd said, cutting the minister off. It seems her patience was cut off after the incident with Venus. Or maybe she was trying to speed up the Union and unite with Ranma before anything else goes wrong.
The Minister turned to Ranma.
“Do you, Son Ranma, take Urd to be your soulmate, to have and to hold, through Ragnarok and War, until death do you part...?”
Ranma shivered. He looked pale, and he didn't speak for a long time. Urd looked at him appraisingly and nudged him.
“I... I... I...” he stuttered.
Kami-sama sighed. He knew it would happen.
“He didn't take the ice breaker?” Hild asked.
“Nope. He's nervous as a cat about to be steam rolled...” Kami-sama sighed.
“Ranma?” Urd asked, looking pleadingly at Ranma. Was he going to back out now? Didn't he mean it when he said he loved her? “Ranma, are you okay?”
“Me... oh I'm fine. Uh, what did that guy say again?” Ranma asked nervously, scratching his head.
Urd frowned. “Ranma, are you backing away from this?”
“Huh? No!” Ranma quickly replied.
“Then why don't you...” Urd stopped, and suddenly, she had tears in her eyes. “You don't really love me don't you? Am I just another... `girl' you conquered?”
“What?! Urd-chan, it's nothing like that!” Ranma bean to panic. “I love you. I really do!”
“Really?” Urd asked.
“Really,” Ranma smiled a bit. “I would be glad to marry you.”
Urd smiled, and hugged Ranma. Inside, she was laughing. (So, all I needed was to urge him a bit, and realize his feelings! I'm a genius!)
The Minister seems to hear all this, and smiled. That was unexpected. Sure, most of the males seem to turn tail and run, unless if they had a small sample of alcohol. He sighed as he remembered the Unions he did before. There were some extreme cases when one of the grooms ran away. He left the poor girl in the altar, crying. Another was red faced man who drank too much. He guffawed at his own wedding, said very embarrassing things about his wife. What was his name again? Zeus?
But in front of him was a boy, powerful mortal, who didn't drink and was about to turn tail and run, but he stood his ground. He didn't officially say yes, but he admitted his love. That is why the Union is taking place, right?
“Now, I pronounce you both as soulmates... You may now consummate your love with a kiss.”
“We are married,” she said, and she kissed him again. Ranma returned the kiss. When he broke the kiss, he smiled a bit.
“Hey, saying yes wasn't so bad...” Ranma said, and continued kissing Urd, forgetting the fact that he actually say yes.
One by one, everyone saw that Urd and Ranma were still in a lip lock. They applauded. They applauded loudly actually. Usagi had tears in her eyes. Love was flowing between two people. It was so romantic. It also had affected the others. The Sailor Senshis, defenders of Love and Justice, felt it. No amount of jealousy could cloud their the pride they felt in knowing that, although indirectly, they united two people.
Kami-sama and Hild were also applauding. Hild, proud of her daughter for her quick thinking. She actually expected Ranma to run away after hearing that he didn't drink any of what Kami-sama gave him. Kami-sama smiled as his planning bore fruit. The Union was far from over though, and with a thought and a smile, he clapped his hands hard and the whole atmosphere changed.
The whole scene changed from a church scenario to a reception. Ucchan sign was hanging from the ceiling. Ranma was a bit shocked to find the whole scenario change, but he relaxed as Urd still had her arms on him. She brought him over a large table, and they both sat in the middle. Between the two were Kami-sama and Hild. The others had went to other tables which spread all over the place.
The Senshis had a reserved table which they took their seats. After everyone was seated, there was only one reserved table. Ranma sighed. Maybe they couldn't make it.
The doors suddenly opened, and Ranma heard a very maniacal laugh as six figures walked in. Ranma smiled. They did make it, and waved at them. He stood up and walked towards them, giving a quick pat to Sasami first. Then, in came Tenchi with a bow.
“Hey Ranma!” Tenchi said.
“You guys made it! And wow, look at you guys!” Ranma said as he looked at Tenchi. The Senshi he saw had formal wears, like Mamurou with his tuxedo, and the girls with gowns each with their respective colors, but Tenchi and the gang also looked good with formal wear, with the exception of Ryoko. Ryoko seemed to be better looking on casual clothes.
“Sorry we are late,” Katsuhito said, shaking Ranma's hand firmly. “We got lost in the way. We met a jerk during our way here. He demanded that we take him to you're wedding.”
Ayeka snorted. “He was a martial artist, but he was fat. He had a white gi and had a panda chained into him. We were surprised. He said he escaped hell to meet you Ranma. Saying something about family honor.”
Washu cackled. “I experimented using my plasmolosis gun. He seemed to enjoy it.” and she cackled hard. Ranma face faulted, but then, Ayeka's description seem so familiar...
Ranma scratched his head. He was thinking too hard. “Gee, those descriptions seem so familiar... anyway, sit guys! Dinner will be served later.”
He watched happily as the group walked towards the table. Ryoko and Ayeka were still sandwiching Tenchi. He smiled.
=Kitchen=
Ukyou was having a blast. Catering for his best friends wedding was the work of Kami-sama. Belldandy visited her a week before the wedding. She said that the wedding between Urd and Ranma would happen and they need a caterer.
Ukyou smiled as Belldandy said that Ranma insisted that his Ucchan catered. After all, she made the best Okonomiyaki in the whole world. Unfortunately, okonomiyaki loses their flavors when left to cool and heated up again. It tastes the best only when newly made.
Kami-sama fixed the problem by allowing some of the beings in Asgard who knew how to cook train under Ukyou. Ukyou received about ten Valkyries, 15 goddesses, both which learned quickly in making her okonomiyaki and helped her make okonomiyaki.
Ukyou smiled as they made many okonomiyakis of different flavors, and with 25 people helping her, she really enjoyed her position as the head caterer as she prepared a feast with gusto.
Ukyou exited the kitchen with plates in a large tray. Each plate had a few okonomiyaki. Behind her were some kamis who were `volunteered' as helpers. Ukyou saw Ranma being hugged by Urd. She felt a pang of jealousy but it quickly faded away when Ranma saw her. He gave her a very happy smile, and gave her a thumbs up. Ukyou smiled. She had her friend back, that's all that matters.
The figure with the red shirt finally left the wall, and removed his shades. He smiled. Taking the two packages that he had on his sides, he walked towards the tables, trying to find an empty place. He found one beside the Senshis table and smiled a bit. He walked towards them.
“Hello,” the boy said. “May I have a seat?”
Setsuna looked at the boy and her eyes narrowed. It was the same boy from the festival. “You...” she said.
Buds smiled weakly, cursing himself. He should have remembered that Pluto might still have a grudge because of the `Caterpillar'. He was about to leave when Setsuna stood up and glared at him. Buds gulped. He might be an Author, but changing things like his circumstances could hurt Ranma's relationship with Urd. He didn't want that.
He bowed slightly. “I'm sorry for that day.”
Setsuna still glared at him, and her staff appeared from her hands. The others backed away. With one swift motion, she brought her staff down hard to Buds' head and a crater was created. Setsuna huffed and smiled weakly. That felt good.
Music started to play. Techno, pop, and songs like `I lay my love on you' made Urd want to stand up and drag Ranma to the dance floor.
“Ranma,” Urd said, hugging Ranma softly, “let's dance!”
Ranma smiled a bit. “I don't know how to dance...”
“I'll show you,” Urd said, and dragged Ranma to the dance floor.
The Inners promptly sighed. Maybe they could get a chance to sneak in later... Yeah, that was it, and Minako and Makoto both got to their feet and went towards the dance floor. Mamurou was having a losing battle as Usagi promptly dragged his ass in the dancing zone. The music changed to Jazz, Techno, Slow Rock and Rap. The dancers adjusted their styles and speed. It seems the Juraian style off dancing was called sandwich. Ayeka and Ryoko were glaring daggers at each other as they squeezed Tenchi in the dance floor.
The only person who didn't seem to join the dance floor was Skuld, who watched miserably at the people dancing. The girls were laughing as they had male companions as partners. Oh how she would give anything to have someone to even accept a relationship with her like that, not matter how brief.
She knew what was wrong. All her life, she spent with her machines, tinkering them to perfection. She could now show off Banpei or her De-bugger and feel proud. Now, she felt that something was missing in her life.
She snorted as she saw young Keichii dance with Belldandy. He was blushing badly, but at least he had the guts to take her to the dance. For once, Skuld ignored him.
Something caught her eye. A movement and a crater in the Senshis table. A boy stood up from the crater made by his head. He had a scowl on his face, and was moving his head from side to side, like he was fixing his neck. He gave a tounge to the Senshi of Time, who, luckily for him, had her back turned to watch Haruka and Michiru proceed to the dance floor. Some kamis asked the remaining Senshis for a dance. Kinda ironic that Mars asked Rei for a dance, and Mercury was quick on his feet as he asked Ami. The only person not interested in the dance was Setsuna.
The boy caught her eye though. He had two packages in his arms and he walked away. She followed quietly. He walked towards the table which had gifts.
Buds walked towards the table that had gifts and the kamis gave to the new couple. He lowered one of his package to the table and spotted a megami. He smiled and recognized her.
“Bast?” he asked.
The woman turned around. “Who arrre you?” she asked, rolling her Rs.
“Buds. My name is Buds,” he said, giving his hand. “Are you hiding?”
“Have too,” she replied. “Rrranma has something about cats. That's why I have given him the rrreal neko-ken manual. How about you? What arrre you giving?”
“A kitten,” Buds replied, showing her a big box with holes inside it. Bast narrowed her eyes, and Buds recognized the look. “It's well fed and has water inside.” And he opened the box. Bast nodded with approval. “It's for their kids.”
Bast narrowed her eyes. “Kids?”
“Yeah,” Buds replied. “They will have children soon. I'm actually looking forward to it. Anyway, nice meeting you...” and with a slight bow, he left Bast alone to think about what he said, and walked away towards the entrance of the building.
Skuld followed him. She knew him, and recognized him too well. It was Omega X again, and finally, she would be able to know more about him. When he went towards the entrance, and Skuld saw the door close. She ran towards the door as well, but when she opened it, she didn't see anyone. Outside was all white, and in front of her was a gate where it is connected in Midgard. All those invited in the wedding who come from Midgard would be able to find the place as easy as opening your closet. Anyone without an invitation could never find this place.
“WHERE IN THE WORLD AM I NOW?!” a voice shouted from her left. Skuld almost shouted in shock as she saw a young man, about Ranma's age with black hair and yellow bandana in his head, with an umbrella in his hand and a backpack in his back. He turned around and saw Skuld, and he quickly smiled a bit. All he needed to do was ask for directions.
“Excuse me,” the boy said. “Do you know where to Tokyo?”
Skuld shook her head. She began to asses the figure. He didn't seem to have an invitation. How in the world did he get through the gate?
“Sorry, I'm a bit bad about directions...” the boy said. He scratched his head nervously. “I'm sorry for bothering you.” And he paused, hearing the music. “Is there a party inside?”
“Oh, that's Ranma's and Urd's wedding...” Skuld replied.
“Ranma?! RANMA! But he's dead! Am I in heaven, or hell?” the boy asked incredulously. The young goddess flinched at the last word.
“Ranma's alive,” Skuld said. “He's married.”
“WHAT! SAOTOME RANMA! PREPARE TO DIE!” and he ran towards the opposite side of the building, towards the gate, and vanished from view, leaving the poor Skuld supporting sweat drop in her head.
(When he said that he had a bad sense of direction, he meant it...) Skuld thought. She shook her head. She had other things to take care of. She quickly glanced around. Omega X was no where in sight, and she sighed and sighed. She saw the package which Ranma carried. It had her name in it.
She bent downwards and opened the box. Inside was a basic machine which made her Banpei look like a space ship, but this machine was something Skuld never thought of making. It was a ice cream making machine, and with the machine included ingredients.
Tears started to fall in her eyes. Not tears of sadness, but of joy; joy that someone did care out there, and that someone was not only her sister, but a male.
She walked back inside just in time for dinner. She sighed, placed her gift in the table she sat, and walked towards the buffet table.
Ranma was back again with in his table, with Urd beside him. They shared okonomiyaki, which was Urd's idea, and Ranma didn't think about it too much. It was the first time that Urd and Ranma were fighting over the same plate as their chopsticks were flying everywhere in their table.
Urd suddenly took a piece of okonomiyaki and Ranma thought that Urd was going to put the piece in her mouth, and he opened his mouth to say `Gotcha!' when Urd suddenly surprised him when she put the piece of it in Ranma's open mouth.
Urd stared at the eyes of her beloved and smiled. Ranma smiled back nervously as he chew on the morsel which Urd gave him. She gave him a quick peck in his lips.
“I love you, Ranma,” she said.
Ranma relaxed visibly and smiled as well. “I love you too, Urd...”
And they kissed deeply, not paying attention where they were or who were around.
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