Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ An Unlikely Couple. ❯ part I ( Chapter 1 )
Disclaimer: I still don't own Ranma1/2.
Summery: Ryouga/Shampoo pairing.
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Unlikely Couple
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The outskirts of Nerima slowly woke as the sun rose in the horizon, turning it slowly to the color of pink and finally bright blue. Inside a simple two-story house in a quiet street, a black and white female dog slowly lifted her head and whined as the sunlight woke her up. Tongue falling freely from the mouth, the dog stood up and slowly pattered upstairs looking for her master.
Walking down the simple walkway on the upper floor, it passed a door with a simple clay plate with the names Ayami-Kiba on it. Across from the door was the broom closet as the clay plate on it said. Next to the first room was the Bathroom. The dog stopped and looked at the slightly open door across from the bathroom before pushing the door open and looking in.
Patting in, she scanned the room before finding her master sleeping in a chair next to the single bed in the room. Walking over to him, she pushed her muzzle into his hand and slowly licked the inside of it. Moaning slowly, the boy rolled over in the chair and grumbled as he failed to get away from the cold nose and wet tongue.
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Ryouga Hibiki, also know as the eternally lost boy grumbled as he awoke from sleep, it didn't help that the armrest of the chair was trying to replace his ribs. Moving back into a more comfortable position he looked around the room with half open eyes. Yep, it was his room back at the house; there was all the stuff he had brought back from his trips.
Looking down at the warm and furry something rubbing against his hand he started into the warm eyes of his best friend "Shirokuro?" Slipping out off the chair Ryouga kneeled down next to the chair and hugged the dog tightly "It good to see you again girl" Getting a happy woof in return Ryouga eased his hold on the dog and turned to look at the bed "We better let her sleep a little longer." Pulling the blanket up on the sleeping form in the bed Ryouga slowly turned around and followed Shirokuro as she left the room "What do you say to some rice and miso soup for breakfast?"
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It was much later that the sunlight finally crawled up to shine in through the window in the room. Slowly the bright light crept across the wall before reaching the single bed inside of the room. Finally it reached the head of the young Chinese girl lying under the plain white blanket. Purple hair framed the relaxed face of a girl with a small tendril of drool running out of the corner of the mouth. A small sound of protest came from the girl as the sun reached her eyes and prevented her from sleeping anymore.
Shampoos groaned in pain as she cracked open her left eye. Her entire head felt like someone had slammed her with mallet-sama all night. Not to mention she had a really foul taste in her mouth, like she had been eating violent girl's cooking. Rolling over she sat up in the bed and wiped away the drool from her mouth.
Blurry eyes scanned the room slowly as she yawned. Swinging her legs out from under the bed she felt her body protest against it. Unsteadily she stood up and placing a hand against the wall she took a quick look around the room. Small flags and tons of little souvenirs lined the walls and made the room look more like a shop then a bedroom. A simple TV was stuffed in between the Souvenirs. Taking a few steps forward without holding on to the wall she neared the only door in the room that she could see. Before she could even reach it she could feel the contents of her stomach rising up through her thruoth
Without giving a damn about where she was at the time, she slammed open the door and rushed out into a hallway with 4 doors. Holding a hand to her mouth she finally focused on the door with the Japanese sign for bathroom on it. Bolting in through the door she slammed open the toilet and…
"BLAGHH"
…Emptied her stomach of all contents. When she had finished she leaned on the wall in order to let her stomach settled down. When her stomach had finally settled down enough she stood up and flushed the contents of the toilet out. Avoiding the mirror and wanting to return to the bed to sleep some more she stumbled out into the hallway again. "Shampoo no feel so good" It was around then that Shampoo cracked open her eye again and took a good look around the hallway "Aiyaaa Where is Shampoo!!" Shampoo winched at the pain shooting through her head "Shampoo, stop yelling now"
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Downstairs Ryouga looked up at the sound coming from the bathroom and shook his head "hmm… Guess she finally woke up" Looking down he refocused on preparing the rice and miso soup. Turning away from the warming pots of water at the sound of someone moving across the floor he looked down on the floor and smiled "You hungry too girl? Well, we can't eat until our guest comes down" Lifting his head at a loud yell upstairs, he shook his head again before looking back down "Why don't you go and get her so we can eat" Barking in relay Shirokuro padded out of the room and up the stairs. Turning back Around Ryouga looked at the water and growled, as it still hadn't started to boil yet.
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Shampoo looked around the hallway with wide, open eyes as she moved to pull out her trusted bonboris from weapon space. The feeling she would get from just holding her weapon would help to calm her down. The sound of something moving up the stairs to the right made her tense. Whoever had brought her here would be deeply sorry. Hiding inside the door to the bathroom she listen concentrated as the whoever it was moved closer and closer before stopping outside the door "Hiyaaaaaaaa" Shampoo yelled and winced at the same time as she spun out off the door and hit absolutely nothing with her bonbori.
"Woof?"
Shampoo blinked at the sound before she looked down. Standing outside the door stood the strangest dog Shampoo had ever seen in her life. One side of it was completely white, while the other was black. Sniffing her hand the dog barked and bit into the sleeve of her Chinese silk shirt and pulled at it.
Shampoo pulled back and felt a vain pop somewhere as her stress level rose again <Stop that, let go of my sleeve!!> Her face going deep red as the dog continued to pull on her sleeve told of her anger, none off them noticed the noise they were making.
"Shirokuro, stop it"
"What's going on" Both dog and girl turned to look at the person who had wandered up the stairs. In one hand he held a cooking spoon, in the other a yellow-black cord. A similar colored bandanna was tied around his forehead to keep up the hair. What stood out the most however, was the hello kitty apron.
"Lost boy?" Shampoo's face had a complete look of confusion as she pointed her free hands index finger at him. Her mouth opening and closing like a gold fish's.
"Whine…" Shirokuro looked sad, complete with large puppy dog eyes as she still held Shampoo's sleeve in a death grip, Tail whooshing back and fourth at the same time.
"What?" Ryouga mumbled as he looked back and fourth at them. "What is it?"
Shampoo sat quietly at the small dinner table resting her head on her arms as she suffered the dreaded hangover. In front of her on the table stood a glass of green tea. It smelled good, but right now, her stomach wanted nothing to do with it. From beyond an open door came the sound of dog paws moving across the floor, Sounding like a herd of stampeding elephants to Shampoo. The smell of miso soup and rice mixed in with the smell of the tea made her stomach even more upset.
"Shampoo?"
Looking up from the safety of her arms, her blurry eyes locked onto Ryouga as he stood in the door opening <Yes?> Shampoo didn't even notice that she had lapsed back into Chinese as she answered Ryouga.
Ryouga shook his head and looked at the girl "Think you're up to eating something?" Ryouga walked completely over to the table and sat down to look at her "Look if you don't want anything, that's fine with me. But you should really drink your tea"
<Why should I do that?> Shampoo grumbled at the lost boy in Chinese as her head fell back down on her arms, somehow she was hoping that this was all just a long nightmare, and that she would wake up in her bed any minute now.
Ryouga reached over and brushed away a few of her dirty bangs "You body needs fluid to replace what you have lost" Looking at the cup he moved it away "Maybe you would rather have some water instead?"
Nodding Shampoo closed her eyes and laid it back down again and closed her eyes and simply relaxed. A Minute later her eyes snapped open again as something was pushed towards her. Opening her eyes, she looked at the glass of water. Ryouga sat on the other side of the table holding two small bowls and stared at her and then at the glass of water. Lifting it, Shampoo moved it up to her mouth and slowly poured some into it. It wasn't until she felt the water run over her tongue that she realized just how dry it really was. Gulping down the water in one go, she pulled the glass away and looked across the table at Ryouga "More?"
Taking the glass from her, Ryouga wandered after Shirokuro out into the kitchen, the sound of running water was heard for a little while before Ryouga returned. Putting the cup back down, he also sat a glass pail filled with more water down "Are you feeling up to eating something?"
Crossing her arms Shampoo snorted "Shampoo no need your… *growl* … well maybe just a little" Ryouga grinned slightly at the look on shampoo's face as her stomach protested against her "Pig-boy no smirk at Shampoo"
Putting down the tray on the small table he looked back up her "Ryouga, my name is Ryouga"
Shampoo rasp berried him as he stared up at her "Shampoo call you what ever Shampoo want" At the responding growl coming from Ryouga as he stuffed some rice into his mouth, Shampoo grinned before filling her own bowl as she sat down at the table.
TBC.
An: All right people, I added more stuff to this chapter just like you wanted. The same goes for Chapter 2-4. Chapter 5 should be done by the end of the week.
Dak.