Ranma 1/2 Fan Fiction ❯ Don't Want a Room ❯ Now What? ( Prologue )

Don't Want a Room

Now What?

Disclaimer: I don't own Ranma ½. I make no money off of this.

If there had been a window in the room Ranma and Akane would have seen what a perfect night it was. Unfortunately for them their chambers remained windowless. Therefore, the only things the two martial artists had to look upon were empty white walls, one huge four poster bed, a mini-refrigerator, and two doors. One door led to the outside, the other to a small bathroom consisting of a sink, toilet, and shower. The walls in the bathroom were tiled white as well. All in all it was a very drab set of rooms.

Ever since they had arrived there the couple had been frantically searching for a way out. A thorough search had showed the door to be not only locked, but barred as well. They couldn't find any other escape route to use. There was always the vent, but the hole was so tiny a large rat might have trouble squeezing through.

Hours had passed now, and both of them were resigned to the fact that they were trapped with no way out. Earlier they had both been kept too preoccupied investigating to give much notice of the true circumstance. Now that they had a very awkward and a very heavy silence had filled the air.

Ranma had positioned himself on the floor beside the door, just in case it opened, and Akane was perched on the edge of the bed. Each was doing their damnedest to avoid eye contact; Akane by tracing designs on the bedspread, Ranma by shifting back and forth. Not being able to stand the pressure any longer Ranma cracked after only fourteen minutes and twelve seconds.

He cleared his throat nervously before beginning, "So, um, did uh, Nabiki get to you too?"

Caught off guard Akane accidentally connected her gaze with Ranma's. "Nani?"

"Isn't that why you're here?" he asked warily, tapping his foot subconsciously.

The girl with short dark hair blinked and broke the stare. "First tell me what she did to you."

"Why should I? I asked you first!"

"Don't be such a ninny Ranma! We're stuck together for who knows how long, so you can at least try to be decent," she huffed while clenching her fists.

At her outburst Ranma turned and for the first time that evening fully looked at his wife. Half of her hair had been pulled back with a little silver clip, leaving only a little bit out to frame her heart-shaped face. She was clad in a simple rose-pink dress. The dress was an off the shoulder ensemble that gathered below her chest then fell softly to floor. Even though the dress was loose, when she moved you could make out her hard curves beneath. The color served to make her brown eyes darken and stand out. He had to admit that for a tomboy she looked great.

Under his scrutiny Akane fidgeted, "Do I have something on my face?"

"Huh? No, I just, you look nice."

"Thank you Ranma." At her words she studied him in turn. Ranma's true black hair, compared to her blue-black hair, was in its usual braid. His grey eyes turned blue when paired with his cobalt dress shirt. Akane felt her face heat up as she noticed how good he looked tonight, especially in his black dress pants and his shirt unbuttoned part way. He was way too sexy for his own good.

"You look nice too."

"I do? I mean, of course."

She smiled at him. Now it was his turn to feel his face warm in her company. He spoke quickly to cover his embarrassment; "You never did answer yet. How come you're here? How'd she get you to do it?"

Akane huffed out one word, "Blackmail."

"Me too."

"With what?"

"I don't have to answer that!"

"Fine! Sheesh. I was just trying to start a conversation. It's not like I care."

Ranma threw up his hands, "Fine then! Neither do I."

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Behind the door to the newlywed's freedom gathered a strange group, all fighting to press their ears to the door.

"What's going on?"

"I can't hear anything."

"Move over!"

"Quiet all of you!"

"Oh my."

"Are they finally doing it?"

"Ranma better not be trying anything on sweet and innocent Akane!"

"No Ryouga, that hussy better keep her paws off my man!"

"She no touch Ranma!"

"Is that Shampoo in there?"

"Idiot! Shampoo right here Mousse. It Ranma and Akane who in there."

"Few!"

"I bet Akane is trying out my wedding gift for Ranma right now."

"Just what did you give her master?"

"Lingerie of course! Ahahahaha."

"My poor son-in-law. The temptation will prove to be too much."

"Ranma-honey's not like that old lady."

A local employee strolled by on his way from cleaning a sister apartment only to see what was conspiring in the hall. "Hey! What are you people doing? Where are your rooms? You shouldn't be spying on the other guests."

Ten pairs of eyes shifted their attention towards the bystander. Genma spoke first, "We're making sure my boy becomes a man."

"Nani?!" the employee gaped in horror. "You can't be serious! That's stuff for private, not for peeping relatives! OUT OUT OUT! I insist you desist at once!"

Soun and Genma shuffled their feet, grumbling as they left. Nabiki and Kasumi shrugged and left for their room. Mousse slammed into a wall thinking it was a door. Happy bounced off to find unsuspecting young girls. Shampoo and Ryouga snubbed the guy but obeyed none-the-less. And Ukyou and Cologne strolled off to find the bathes. The employee had no doubts that they'd be back.

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